This is a haven for Lin Huanran to heal his wounds, and a windless place for Lin Huanran to express his feelings.
Here, Lin Huanran seems to be able to speak freely about the whole nature. Here, it seems that the stalactites in the cave have become Lin Huanran's confidant audience. Only here can Lin Huanran express everything he has suppressed.
It was only here that the furious Lin Huanran could completely calm down.
Now, it was the same, Lin Huanran slowly told everything he had endured in his heart, and with the rhythmic sound of water drops, it seemed that the entire cave was responding.
The years of cold and heat remain unchanged, and the replacement of the sun and the moon remains unchanged. This deep cave is known to the entire Tianrui Pavilion, but only Lin Huanran can come and sit here for an hour, because only Lin Huanran has the entire Tianrui Pavilion.
So much repression will want to be let out.
Bang! Another drop of turbid water fell on the milkstone, but this time there was a huge change from before.
A scorching white light was like a warmth that penetrated the heart and slowly spread throughout the cave. The tears on Lin Huanran's face were not dry. When he looked up in shock, a trace of shock suddenly appeared on his immature face. In an instant,
The originally slow white light became as fast as thunder, enveloping the entire cave.
Before fainting, Lin Huanran only had a flash of thought in his mind. What would appear after the water droplets penetrated the stone? Before he could see clearly, his consciousness was completely plunged into chaos.
"Boy, wake up." In the chaos, like a sharp light piercing the world, Lin Huanran heard this voice with a hint of arrogance in his daze.
There was a white light in front of him. Although it was soft but vague, it made people unable to open their eyes. "Who is it?" After Lin Huanran got used to the light in front of him, he looked around but found that he saw nothing. "Nine years of cold and heat, boy.
, since you discovered the cave, you have been coming here almost every day and every night. You are commendable for your perseverance and your good nature."
The inexplicable voice made Lin Huanran look around again, "I'm here." At this time, the owner of the voice finally revealed his true face in Lushan, but this so-called true face scared Lin Huanran back a step.
A phantom seemed to be drifting reluctantly in Lin Huanran's mind like a ghost, like a life-threatening evil shadow from a midnight dream. However, Lin Huanran was determined and did not panic. If this phantom really had bad intentions for him, he might be the one who threatened him.
Already fallen into hell.
Looking carefully, although the shadow is erratic, the facial features and figure are generally recognisable.
All he saw was a shadow with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. His face was like a crown of jade. His eyes were as sharp as comets in the night. His body was proud and straight, standing tall against the mountains. Just standing with his hands behind his back was unstoppable. He was like a brave warrior who could cut down the heaven and earth with just a wave of his hand.
"Who are you?" Lin Huanran searched the sea of memory and found that this person was very strange. It was definitely the first time he had seen him. As for what he said, the preface and the follower were completely inconsistent, leaving Lin Huanran extremely confused.
"One sword kills ten thousand enemies, two swords break through the sky and the earth. Three swords are sheathed without the need to penetrate the sky and break the world." Instead of answering Lin Huanran's question directly, he read out a poem in an erratic voice.
When Lin Huanran was still thinking about the poem, the man spoke again, "My name is Potian!"
Although young people cannot understand the arrogance and domineering tone in Po Tian's tone, the momentum in the poem alone can still make a fifteen-year-old boy's blood boil, not to mention how violent the word "Po Tian" is.
"I have been trapped in the stone, but I can hear your voice day and night. Nine years have passed by in a blink of an eye. I am very satisfied with your character, and I am also very satisfied with your life experience. Today, the water droplets penetrated the stone and the divine light appeared. I
I will take you to cut through the world."
"You, can you make me stronger? Can you make my master smile?" Lin Huanran's voice was trembling. Everything today was too mysterious, but what Lin Huanran cared about most was what his master could do for him.
Smile with joy at your achievements.
"The world can be broken, let alone the trivial things you think about? Boy, sit down and let me tell you, from the moment you discover me, your future will be closely linked to the seven of us. Your
The future will also change completely." Although Potian's voice was deliberately indifferent, the arrogance and sharpness contained in it were difficult to conceal.
Lin Huanran took a deep breath, and the excitement in his eyes slowly calmed down, and his eyes were calm, like the water in a mirror lake. This concentration made Potian admire him in his eyes.
"This matter starts from ancient times." Potian began to talk non-stop. It seemed that he was not only telling a story, but also recalling his own life. Lin Huanran was deeply attracted by this story because
He knows that the future has been changed because of Potian, and his destiny has been reshaped because of Potian.
"Sword? You, are you a sword?" After hearing all the stories, Lin Huanran's delicate eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"Yes, I am one of the seven swords created by the master back then: the Potian Sword." Potian was proud, as if this was the most worthy totem to show off, as if this was the most coveted badge.
Looking back at that time, there was a peerless master who could open up the world and was good at using swords. Afterwards, he wanted to leave everything he had in his hometown: the Martial Continent. He collected all the precious ores and spent a long time to finally forge seven swords, respectively.
Hidden in different corners of Shangwu Continent.
Several years have passed, and for unknown reasons, no one can discover it? No one can wield the sword in the world. But now, the entire martial continent has turned its back on those who use swords. It is really a great tragedy.
But Lin Huanran was extremely excited, because it was not impossible to use a sword. His master was no joke. There was once an invincible senior who cut through the void of heaven and earth with a sword. But now, as an unprecedented witness, he finally discovered
He found the Sky-Breaking Sword that had been hidden in the cave for who knows how long.
Lin Huanran knew the origin of the Po-Tian Sword, so he naturally told Po-Tian Sword everything about the current Shangwu Continent, at least the Haoyang Kingdom, which made Po-Tian Jian laugh while being surprised.
He smiled so wildly and domineeringly that he not only laughed at the people of the world, but also the whole world seemed to be the object of his ridicule, "It is difficult to understand the sword, but you will be humiliated, but you will be lonely if you master the sword. Looking at thousands of heroes,
Tens of millions can be transformed into nothingness with one sword!" The laughter stopped, Po Tian's eyes were blurred, and he slowly read out this poem with his unique pride.
This poem is very simple and popular. But it is very similar to the experiences of Lin Huanran and Tan Tian. Swordsmanship is not unpopular, but it is too difficult to understand. It will not take one day to understand the way of swordsmanship, but once you understand it, other
The power is absolutely unparalleled in the world and is difficult to compare with.
Unlike a knife, it is overbearing and extremely powerful. You only need to persevere, and the early power will be reflected. Unlike a whip, it is changeable and unpredictable. As long as you master the fur, you can wield the long whip like a snake. Sword! Understand the surface and master the fur.
But it is also difficult to reach the level of elegance. Only when the sword and man merge into one, and the heart and sword merge, can the power be displayed.
The people of the world are ignorant and do not know the depth. The world is ridiculous and they do not know the level.
Men don't shed tears lightly, and Lin Huanran shed tears twice today. Once out of anger because of this fate, when he cried for his master, once when he was excited because of this change in fate, and once when he cried because of the breaking of the sky.
The sword is not useless, but it is just like picking chestnuts from the fire and it is difficult to make a great success. Once the sword is made, it will be cold at high places.
"Okay boy, my mental strength can no longer be maintained. Although I am the most powerful of the seven swords, I am still very weak and it will take a long time to cultivate. In short, the stronger you are, the more powerful I will be.
It will recover quickly." Potian said matter-of-factly.
After the white world disappeared, Lin Huanran returned to the cave. But what was different was a three-foot green blade floating in front of his eyes. The original stalactites had turned into powder and dissipated in the air, like the Milky Way.
of dust.
The energy of the three-foot green-edged sword surged, as if the sun was splitting through the haze. Although the sword did not have exaggerated inscriptions or primitive marks, the sharpness contained in it seemed to make Lin Huanran's skin feel raw.
There was no flash of eyes under the light, it was just a peerless sharp blade hanging in a box. It used to be hung on the wall, but now when the world of mortals blooms, the heaven and earth must tremble. The next moment, the sky-shattering voice sounded in Lin Huanran's mind, "Boy, are you still here?"
Why are you standing there dazed? I am an ownerless thing now, why don’t I recognize my owner as soon as possible?”
However, Lin Huanran didn't know how to recognize his master. In the end, Potian told Lin Huanran to use his own blood to drip onto the sword's edge. At the same time, Potian Sword also stimulated its own energy and laid a trap outside the cave.
If this is not the case, the entire Tianrui Pavilion will notice the energy fluctuations here before recognizing the master. If Lin Huanran is convicted of the crime, Lin Huanran may not be able to survive. In this sense, how can an old immortal like the Sky-Breaking Sword not die?
Maybe you don’t understand?
Red blood suddenly penetrated into Potian. With the harsh buzzing sound of swords, Potian began to tremble violently. This resonance made the entire air become illusory, causing obvious cracks in the stalactites of the cave, and the ground
There were also ferocious cracks, but Lin Huanran was unscathed.
Rays of red light covered the entire sword like spiders. At this moment, Lin Huanran seemed to have something extra in his mind, as if the sword in front of him and himself were already relatives whose blood was thicker than water.
Phew, the Potian Sword disappeared in the next moment. In Lin Huanran's daze, Potian's voice sounded in his mind again, "Boy, now you are my Potian's master. I hope you work hard enough in the future and don't let me follow you."
You are humiliated together, let us create miracles together, break the sky and kill gods!"
Lin Huanran knew that it was Potian's recognition of him that gave him an advantage. After all, he had been listening to Potian Sword talking to himself for more than nine years, otherwise it would be a fool's dream to get Potian Sword and recognize him as its master. This is