The young master had lost any vitality before, so why did he suddenly come back to life? Is it a fake death?
Lin Chen was also confused. He had obviously just taken a nap, but when he woke up, he was lying in this strange place with two strangers wearing strange clothes. His body was also very weak and he could not lift himself up at all.
His strength was as if he had just suffered a serious illness.
The words spoken by the rickety old man and the man in green shirt were not in a language that Lin Chen was familiar with, but he could understand them.
Why do they call me Young Master?
Lin Chen looked confused.
He struggled to sit up and felt a sudden pain in his head.
"Well..."
Lin Chen held his head in his hands and groaned in pain.
"What's wrong with you, young master?"
The rickety old man and the man in green shirt were a little panicked when they saw this, for fear that another accident would happen to the young master.
The swelling and pain in his brain slowly disappeared, and some fragmented memories flooded into Lin Chen's mind, leaving him stunned.
He roughly understood that this body was not his. The original him was dead, but he was reborn. This may be a bit inaccurate, or it may be said that he traveled through time. His soul traveled through time to the current body.
Above, the original owner of this body was Qin Yi, the young master of the Sword Tomb, the son of Qin Xiao, the sword master known as the Sword God. Like him, he was a short-lived person.
Fortunately, he came back to life and took over Qin Yi's body.
And this is not his original world.
"Young Master?"
The rickety old man saw that Lin Chen was no longer in pain, but looked completely lost. Could it be that the young master had been greatly stimulated.
Since a great change ten years ago, the Sword Tomb has withdrawn from the stage of history. The sword master Qin Xiao died in the battle, and almost all the disciples of the Sword Sect were killed or injured. The disciples who were lucky enough to escape the disaster also lived incognito.
Qin Xiao has nine of his most proud disciples, who are the sword bearers of the Sword Tomb. They are regarded as the nine swords of the Sword Tomb, and now there are only two of them left.
Fortunately, the young master survived. Qin Yi had just turned five years old at that time and was the only remaining hope of the sword tomb. As the only son of Qin Xiao, a man of the generation, Qin Yi also inherited his father's talent and made rapid progress in his spiritual practice. He responded to this sentence
As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog sons.
This gave hope to the only two remaining swords in the Sword Tomb, and they spared no effort to teach them carefully. If they continue to grow at this rate, even if Qin Yi cannot reach the glory of the sword master back then, it will be just around the corner to revive the Sword Tomb.
Revenge and revitalization of Jianzhong are the only obsessions of the remaining Jianzhong disciples.
But what happened later shattered this remaining hope. It is unknown what went wrong. Qin Yi's Dantian was unable to condense the sword essence, causing his realm to remain in the third realm and stagnant.
Now Qin Yi is sixteen years old, but his cultivation level is still stuck in the third realm. This is considered a master in the eyes of ordinary practitioners, but it is nothing in the world of cultivation where strong people are like Lin, let alone reinvigorating the sword.
Tomb.
But Qin Yi is the sword master's only flesh and blood after all. In the eyes of the three of them, his safety is more important than their own lives.
It was originally a happy thing for the young master to come back from the dead, but in his excitement, the man in blue shirt sighed leisurely.
"The remnants of the Sword Tomb, come out quickly and die!"
Suddenly a deep voice came from outside.
The expressions of the man in green shirt and the rickety old man both changed. The people from Tianji Pavilion came looking for them. Li Chong was probably dead.
"Take the young master away."
The man in green shirt suddenly disappeared after saying a word.
Lin Chen was also awakened by the movement outside. He looked at the rickety old man, his eyes still blank.
The rickety old man thought that the young master was stimulated and had no time to think too much.
"Young Master, I will take you away now. Even if I risk my life today, I will not let them hurt the Young Master at all."
Although Lin Chen was at a loss, he integrated Qin Yi's memory. In his impression, the old man in front of him was a sword slave beside Qin Xiao. He was just a frail old man. Even the two sword masters beside him
They are no match for the enemy. What can such an old man do even if he risks his life?
Although Li Chong and the man in green shirt were Qin Yi's first mentors, they always called Qin Yi "young master" and did not allow Qin Yi to call them "master" because they were disciples of Qin Yi's father, Qin Xiao.
The rickety old man did not notice anything unusual about Lin Chen. Even if he did, he would not have thought that the young man in front of him and the young master were no longer the same person. He helped Lin Chen off the stone bed and hurried out of the stone room through another exit.
On the other side, a man in a green shirt stopped six men in black robes and confronted each other.
"Mu Qingfeng, the first sword in the Sword Tomb, I didn't expect you to still be alive."
Mu Qingfeng smiled heartily and said: "You old guys are still alive, how can I die?"
"I let you escape a disaster ten years ago. I wonder if you can leave the East China Sea this time."
"We'll see if we can leave once we have a try."
The war was about to break out, but Lin Chen was taken aboard a wooden boat by the rickety old man. He untied the cables, raised the sails, and the wooden boat slowly sailed away from the island.
Not long after leaving the isolated island, violent energy fluctuations came from behind. This battle between peerless experts changed the color of the situation. A heavy wave of air rose into the sky. The churning dark clouds in the sky continued to roll, and the sky seemed to collapse. The isolated island
Violent vibrations caused huge waves to rise on the surrounding sea surface, and the wooden boat swayed with the rough waves.
Lin Chen looked in the direction of the island with a look of shock on his face.
"Young Master, there is no need to worry, he will be fine."
The rickety old man spoke to comfort him.
He said this just because of a title, the number one sword in the Sword Tomb!
But Mu Qingfeng's opponent is the six strongest elders of Tianji Pavilion, so the outcome of this battle is still unknown. If the young master can leave safely, Mu Qingfeng will have no worries. Even if he loses to the six people, he may still be able to do it.
Get away whole body.
Lin Chen nodded and still did not speak. He was not worried just now, but was completely shocked by the momentum it caused. But to say that he was not worried at all was not entirely true. After all, he had integrated Qin Yi's memory and state of mind.
He will still be influenced by Qin Yi. In this world, Jian Nu, Mu Qingfeng, and Li Chong are all his relatives.
The rickety old man looked at Lin Chen. He felt that the young master had become taciturn since he woke up. He just said that the young master had been stimulated too much in the past two days and had narrowly escaped death. It was normal for him to behave like this. In his heart,
A moment of pity.
The young master is not only the sword master's only son, but also the one he watched grow up. In his heart, he has always regarded Qin Yi as his own grandson, and Qin Yi has always regarded him as a relative.
Therefore, after learning that Qin Yi could no longer improve her practice, the old man did not have any extravagant hopes. In his heart, as long as Qin Yi could live a stable life and no longer get involved in unprovoked fights, that would be fine.
It is not a good thing for him. After all, the world is dangerous, and even a figure like the sword master will end up dead in the end.
But what happened in the past two days made him realize that it wasn't just that they could stay out of it if they didn't want to get involved. This might be their fate, and for so many years, they had tried their best and failed to solve the problem of the young master.
Given the Lord’s current situation, how will he protect himself in the future?