Chapter Nine hundred and fourteenth return of blood
"Sinking sword style?"
Lin Zhao frowned. Under the skill list of the Eternal Sword System, a golden icon jumped out. It was a mark of long swords pointing in one direction from the air, and then falling. When Lin Zhao glanced over
At this time, the skill details emerged——
[Sinking Sword Style] (Eternal Level): Summons dozens of sword lights to fall from the sky, causing extremely large damage within a 5×5 area.
…
He couldn't help but take a deep breath. The first form of the Eternal Sword Sutra, the most powerful sword sutra, turned out to be a skill that attacks within a small range. It only has a 5×5 attack range and is not locked. This makes it very sophisticated to use.
The player's ability to predict has improved. Naturally, once hit, he will either die or be injured.
Try it first!
Lin Zhao still had some youthful spirit. He stood up and jumped down from the huge rock. He raised his hand and pulled out the Zhanlu Sword. He raised the long sword towards the open space in front of him and thought: "Sinking Sword Style!"
Suddenly, sword lights with strong sword intent descended from the sky, "swish, swish, swish", and gathered from all directions. The sword tips were all pointed directly at the mere 5×5 area.
As for that area, it was filled with mottled sword lights in a blink of an eye.
There are currently no monsters, and the lethality is unknown, but it will definitely not be bad.
Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. The Eternal Sword Scripture is definitely a treasure for sword cultivators. The moment you get started, you can greatly increase the sword intent and sword damage, and each level seems to be able to comprehend a sword move. This is more
It's amazing. A Sword Classic may really be able to completely transform a person.
Keep practicing your sword!
He was not in a hurry to show the power of the Eternal Sword Sutra. He turned around and sat on the green rock again and continued to practice the Eternal Sword Sutra.
Not long after, a figure floated up, wearing a long white dress. The right sleeve was empty, and the long sleeve was flying in the wind. It made people feel a little heartbroken at just a glance. Such a magnificent swordsman only had one arm. It was unavoidable.
People are frustrated.
Gardenia floated down not far away and said respectfully: "Sir."
"Well, Zhizhi, what's going on?"
Lin Zhao opened his eyes and looked at this most capable subordinate.
Zhu Zhi said softly: "Master Qi, just this morning, the Lingyan Sword Sect held a succession ceremony for the new sect leader. Many mountain sects in Furong Prefecture, Yuzhou, Jeju, and Yunzhou sent people to congratulate them.
Yes, our Shanding Villa still has some friendship with the Lingyan Sword Sect, right?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao stopped practicing the sword, stood up and stood on the green rock, looked at Zhi Zhi and said: "Xie Yiying, Xie Jianxian once brought Chen Mengjun to visit our mountain top garden, and during the two changes in Jiuyou Dragon Court and Xishu Lu Shen
Xie Jianxian has devoted all his strength to use his sword for the sake of the human race..."
His eyes were slightly red: "This time in the Southern Wilderness Rebellion, if Xie Jianxian had not resisted the ancestor of the Five Mountains and detonated his sword heart to alert the monks all over the world, I am afraid that the losses on the human mountain would have been even greater."
"yes……"
Zhi Zhi said softly: "Xie Yiying, Sword Immortal, is worthy of the name of Sword Immortal."
"Who will succeed the sect leader?" Lin Zhao asked.
"The peak of the eleventh realm, Chen Mengjun."
"oh……"
Lin Zhao was relieved. It seemed to be the case. The Lingyan Sword Sect would not have a more suitable leader than Chen Mengjun. Although the Lingyan Sword Sect still had several eleventh-level sword cultivators from Xie Yiying's generation sitting in command, after all, their talents and understanding were
Much worse than Chen Mengjun.
Moreover, Chen Mengjun is now at the peak of the Eleventh Realm, and his own sword cultivation background is the first in the Lingyan Sword Sect under Xie Yiying, and he is Xie Yiying's most proud disciple, so Chen Mengjun's succession is natural.
"杞栀."
Lin Zhaodao: "Is it important to go to the sect to congratulate the sect?"
"It's just ordinary."
Gao Zhi said: "However, Longdongjun of Tiefu Mountain and Sect Leader Xie Yiying not only have enmity, but also have a grudge, so the gift given by Longdongjun this time is very heavy, with more than three thousand gold mullet coins, all of which are handed over to
It’s Chen Mengjun.”
"..."
Lin Zhao frowned. It is true that during the two turmoils in Jiuyou Dragon Court and Xishu Luchen, Long Dongjun fought side by side with Xie Yiying. The two people had long since settled their differences, and now they only have a share of the peak of the human race.
The sympathy between monks.
Xie Yiying died in the world, Long Dongjun must have been deeply touched, and it is understandable that he takes extra care of the Lingyan Sword Sect.
"We have a villa on the top of the mountain, so let's prepare a big gift."
Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Liying, come here."
"Yes, sir."
In the wind, a ray of golden light shone and condensed, turning into the figure of the folding fan goddess Liu Liying, dressed in red, holding a folding fan in her hand, various peaks and mountains, not full in the hand, slender and smooth, all of which are attractive.
"Now, how much gold mullet money do we still have in the treasury of our mountain top garden?" Lin Zhao asked.
"More than 19,000, less than 20,000."
"oh……"
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Take out five thousand golden mullet coins from it. In addition, Gaozhi, you go to Sword Mountain and pick fifty top-quality sword embryos, and then call Yu Wanning and Chen Ben to follow.
I will go to Wangxin Lake Lingyan Sword Sect to congratulate you."
"Yes, sir!"
The gardenia floats away.
"Son."
Liu Liying took out a heavy money bag, which contained five thousand gold mullet coins. She pursed her red lips and said softly: "Won't you take me with you? Liying has come to the human world and has not been far away yet.
Woolen cloth."
"Liying, be obedient. You can stay in the mountain top garden. It's safest."
Lin Zhao looked at her and said: "After all, you are the folding fan goddess, and you are not suitable for showing off in the market. Besides... This time I went to Lingyan Sword Sect to congratulate Chen Mengjun, and also to express my condolences to Xie Yiying and Xie Jianxian. You are too dressed in red."
It’s so festive.”
"oh……"
Liu Liying pouted her little mouth. Although she wanted to refute, she felt that she had no way to refute for a moment. What the young master said was reasonable, and the deeper truth was that this time, Zhi Zhi, Chen Ben, and Yu Wanning all
The people who went south to stop the ancestors of the Five Mountains at Changming Mountain were justified in going there, but it was not so justified in going by themselves.
…
Afternoon.
A sword light rose from the snowy Tianchi, and Lin Zhao took Gaozhi, Chen Ben, and Yu Wanning south to Wangxin Lake in Furong Prefecture.
When arriving at the Lingyan Sword Sect, there was no scene of lights and decorations. On the contrary, all the disciples in the Lingyan Sword Sect had a piece of white cloth tied on their arms. Although Xie Yiying's tomb has been buried, many disciples still
Still keeping filial piety for Xie Yiying.
"Mountain Villa, Lin Zhao, Zhi Zhi, Chen Ben, and Yu Wan Ning are here!"
An outer disciple said loudly.
In the bright hall, Chen Mengjun immediately led a group of fellow apprentices and sisters to welcome him out.
When he saw Lin Zhao, who was dressed in white and carrying a long sword behind him, Chen Mengjun had mixed feelings in his heart. When he saw Zhi Zhi, Chen Ben, and Yu Wanning all dressed in white, Chen Mengjun's eyes turned red. Human Race
The knowledgeable people on the mountain who came to Lingyan Sword Sect to congratulate him were all dressed in white.
"Lin Zhao..."
Chen Mengjun shouted softly. She wanted to say something like before, but suddenly, she knew that her identity was different. Now she was the leader of Lingyan Sword Sect, and she was no longer the girl who accompanied Lin Zhao to travel around the world.
, there are some things she can no longer say.
"Mengjun."
Lin Zhao looked solemn and said: "Where is Xie Jianxian's spiritual tablet? We want to put an incense stick on it."
"Okay, come with me!"
The spiritual tablet is located not far from the throne hall. On the spiritual tablet is written "The position of Xie Yiying, the leader of the Lingyan Sword Sect". In front of the spiritual tablet, there is a broken sword that Chen Mengjun led his sisters from Bai
Xie Yiying's sword, which was found in a mess on the bank of Xihe River, had been damaged by the self-destructing sword.
Even a fairy sword was damaged to this extent. One can imagine the intensity of Xie Yiying's self-explosion of the sword's core.
Lin Zhao looked at the remains of the sword with red eyes. He couldn't help but think of Xu Zhan and Xu Jianxian who blew up the sword's heart on the Kusong River. There have been many heroes in the human race since ancient times. These swordsmen were originally outstanding people. Although they are dead now, their achievements are enough.
Famous forever!
"Thank you Jianxian!"
Lin Zhao lit a stick of incense, bowed to the spiritual throne, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Lin Zhao is a step late... But no matter how early Lin Zhao is, he still can't make it... I'm sorry..."
For a moment, Chen Mengjun and other Lingyan Sword Sect disciples were all in tears.
Everyone knows that the subsequent battle at Changming Mountain was actually presided over by Lin Zhao. Not long after Xie Yiying died, Lin Zhao and others arrived. They intercepted and killed the ancestors of the Five Mountains on Changming Mountain. The fierce battle lasted for nearly a day and a night, and even
Lin Zhao, Gu Lingyu, Gao Zhi and others were all attacked by inner demons, and almost all of them died.
Therefore, Chen Mengjun and others will not blame the people in Shanding Villa. They also risked their lives for this world.
Gardenia, Chen Ben, and Yu Wan Ning all add fragrance one by one.
Afterwards, everyone returned to the Mingtang.
…
"Mengjun..."
Lin Zhao stepped forward, frowned, and said, "Today, firstly, I want to pay homage to Xie Jianxian, and secondly, I want to congratulate you on your succession as the sect leader."
"Lin Zhao..."
Chen Mengjun pursed her red lips and said, "I actually..."
"Needless to say."
Lin Zhao took out the gift from the package, handed a heavy bag of gold mullet coins to one of Chen Mengjun's junior sisters, and said: "This is five thousand gold mullet coins. Our mountain top garden has business dealings with the Mo family's ancestral family.
Moreover, taxes can be collected from many shops on the snow-covered Tianchi, so there is no shortage of money."
"Lin Zhao, the ceremony is too heavy. It's okay if you can come..."
Chen Mengjun's eyes were clear. This gift was too heavy, and she really didn't dare to accept it.
"Take it."
Lin Zhao continued to dig out things and took out a bundle of sword embryos from the package and handed it to a Lingyan Sword Sect disciple, saying: "These are top-quality sword embryos grown on Fifty Sword Mountain. They are quite good."
"..."
Chen Mengjun remained silent.
Lin Zhao immediately took out five more golden water cloud stones and thirty silver water cloud stones, and said: "These water cloud stones can nourish the aura of water transport. You can scatter them in Wangxin Lake, and the aura of Wangxin Lake will be retained.
It means that the spiritual energy of Lingyan Sword Sect has been retained."
"Lin Zhao..." Chen Mengjun was confused.
"Okay."
Lin Zhao said softly: "No need to say any words of gratitude, practice your sword well! The reason why I give you these things is because I hope that you, Chen Mengjun, can break through the realm as soon as possible and become the Twelve Realm Sword Immortal soon. After all, Lingyan Sword Sect is
As the number one sword sect in Furong Prefecture, it’s a little unreasonable that the sect leader is only in the eleventh realm.”
"Um."
Chen Mengjun nodded softly and accepted all the gifts.
After Lin Zhao finished delivering the things, he didn't stay much longer, and it was not suitable to stay this time. He immediately returned to the mountain top garden with Zhi Zhi, Chen Ben, and Yu Wan Ning.
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Ancestral forbidden area, Demon Soul Mountain.
wisps of dense bloody sword light erupted in the valley. In the sword light, countless demon souls were torn to pieces. An old general held a long sword in his hand. His whole body was scarred, and there were serious injuries everywhere. His forehead Almost all of it was chewed off, and a whole piece of flesh disappeared.
However, just on the white bones under the skin, wisps of blood-colored writing appeared, which also indicated that his bloodline was about to completely return to its ancestors.
Just behind Huang Tingyu, a heavenly dog that penetrates the sky and the earth is raising its head!
