"This sword skill is the work of my whole life. I hope you can understand it well after you get it..."
After teaching the sword skills to Lin Che.
The old man looked at Lin Che and said this seriously.
Hearing this, Lin Che bowed respectfully and said, "I am lucky enough to be taught magical skills by my senior. I will definitely study it with great concentration in the future. When facing enemies, I will never dare to lose the reputation of my senior!"
"Hahaha, that's good... When I stepped into the realm of sword master when I was in my twenties, I already caused a sensation. But I can see that your talent in swordsmanship is even better than mine."
"If you can reach a higher height in the future, maybe you will give this sword skill a new life..."
The old man created this ancient tomb for inheritance, which naturally faced many challenges.
But when he saw Lin Che for the first time, none of those tests were applied, and he directly taught her the sword skills he was proud of.
This is because, as a strong swordsman, he can see Lin Che's talent in swordsmanship at a glance.
That being the case, why bother with this?
"In addition to this sword skill, I have one more thing I want to pass on to you!"
At this moment, after the old man finished speaking, an old palm stretched out.
Chi——
At this moment, on the dome of the hall, within the sea of swords, a sword seemed to be sensed, and it rushed over instantly and fell into the old man's hand.
"This sword is called Lone Star. It is a high-grade Taoist weapon. It has followed me for half my life and has killed many powerful enemies for me..."
Speaking of this, the old man's old palm gently stroked the sword body, and the emotions revealed in his eyes were extremely complex.
For swordsmen, the sword is the best partner.
This Dao sword has followed the old man for half his life, and the old man's feelings for this sword are naturally extremely deep.
"It's a pity that I am now dead, and only my soul is left. This sword has been silent here for a hundred years. Now, I will give this sword to you!"
After saying that, the old man handed the sword to Lin Che.
Seeing this, Lin Che took it with both hands and looked down.
This long sword is completely black in color, with only a radiant star stone inlaid on the spine. It is really like the only bright star in the night, and it looks like it has a special artistic conception.
This may be the reason why this sword is named "Lone Star".
Top grade Taoist tools!
At this moment, Lin Che could also clearly sense the vast will contained in this sword.
You must know that the 'Long Yuan' that Lin Che now possesses is the treasure of the fifth generation master of the Martial Palace. After complete restoration, it finally only reached the level of a low-grade Taoist artifact.
This shows how amazing the value of this ‘Lone Star’ is!
With this in mind, Lin Che looked at the old man, and the gratitude in her heart was beyond words.
He was not related to the old man.
But for a sword cultivator, the sword skills created by condensing a lifetime of insights and the sword that has accompanied him for half his life are the most important things.
This old man really gave him everything he had!
Seeing Lin Che's expression, the old man smiled and said, "My original intention of setting up this ancient tomb was to find a satisfactory successor. It is a kind of fate that you are able to come here."
"You don't have to be grateful to me in your heart. In fact, if you can pass on my hard work and keep it from being buried, I should also thank you..."
As he finished speaking, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and sighed slightly, "It's a pity that I was withdrawn back then and made a vow that I would only accept one disciple in my life. Otherwise, I would really like to accept someone like you."
Disciple, in this way, it will be legitimate for me to teach you what I have learned throughout my life..."
Lin Che's expression changed, "Senior, in this case, you once had a disciple?"
"Yes, and that disciple of mine is the son of an old friend of mine..." The old man nodded.
"Then...why didn't the senior pass on all his hard work to that person?" Lin Che was a little confused.
"Alas..." After hearing this, the old man's expression suddenly darkened, and he pointed to a direction in the hall and said: "There he is..."
Lin Che looked over and saw a coffin in the distance.
On the tombstone in front, it says 'The Tomb of My Beloved Disciple Huang Yusheng'.
Seeing this scene, how could Lin Che still not understand.
It turned out that the old man's only disciple had also passed away and was buried here.
"As you can see, my only disciple in this life has passed away and was buried by my own hands. Otherwise, why would I create this ancient tomb for inheritance?"
The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift.
It can be seen that when the old man told this, there was unspeakable sadness in his eyes.
However, after Lin Che heard this, she felt extremely confused.
The master and apprentice were buried in the same cave. Lin Che had never heard of such a thing. Could there be any special reason for this?
At this time, as if he could see the confusion on his face, the old man said: "Junior, have you ever heard of the Yuhua Immortal Sect?"
Yuhuaxianmen?
Lin Che shook her head.
Seeing this, a flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, "You are in the Middle-earth China, and you have never heard of the name of this sect?"
Lin Che said quickly: "Senior, I have just entered the Middle-earth China from the wilderness not long ago, so I don't know much about the power of the Middle-earth China."
The old man nodded slightly and asked: "So what do you know now, which one is the strongest force in the Middle-earth China in this world?"
Lin Che thought for a while, and then said: "It seems to be...the Dark God Cult."
After he entered the Middle-earth China, most of the forces didn't know much about him.
But I have heard of those top forces to some extent.
In the Middle-earth China, the Dark God Cult is the most powerful, with many masters and the strongest influence.
Under the Dark God Religion, there are also three forces in the second echelon.
They are the Sword Demon Sect, the Yinfeng Ghost Sect, and the Four Elephants Shrine.
One religion and three sects.
These should be the four largest powers in the China of Middle-earth, followed by the Imperial Dragon Palace, the Chiyun Empire and others that Lin Che had seen before...
"Dark God Cult..."
The old man muttered silently, and then he let out a bitter smile, "Hahaha, when the Yuhua Immortal Sect was at its peak, the Dark God Sect was just mediocre... Unexpectedly, in just a few hundred years, the Yuhua Immortal Sect has declined to this point, and even reduced to nothing.
The extent to which the world knows it... is sad, sad!"
I saw the sadness in the old man's eyes.
Lin Che seemed to have guessed something, "Could it be that the senior was once a member of the Yuhua Immortal Sect?"
"good."
The old man nodded, "My name is Yi Jifeng. He was one of the four guardians of the Yuhua Immortal Sect a hundred years ago."
The four protectors!
Lin Che's expression showed surprise.
Let a strong man of Sword King level take up the position of protector, and he is also one of the four great protectors.