The moment Lin Yun left, the smile on Jian Jingtian's face disappeared instantly, becoming cold and silent, looking like he would not enter a stranger.
Such temperament is almost carved from the same mold as Ye Ziling, which is extremely magical.
After a long time, Jian Jingtian suddenly thought of something, and a rare gentle smile appeared on his serious face.
He just realized why Lin Yun had provoked him for no reason, or was he a swordsman.
He made up for his previous guilt in his own way, after all, what he said that day was indeed a bit too much.
It's a matter of this, and we don't owe each other.
No matter how far it is, Jian Jingtian saved Lin Yun's life. Such a heartless and righteous word should not be said.
But Lin Yun was cold and arrogant, especially when facing Jian Jingtian, he was even more reluctant to bow his head and admit his mistakes. Jian Jingtian asked him several times if he knew the meaning of going to the famous sword conference, and Lin Yun was pretending to be stupid.
It is not easy for two stubborn and stubborn people to meet each other and it is not easy for them to admit defeat.
Especially deep in their hearts, both have the pride of swordsmen, and life and death cannot make them bow their heads.
Lin Yun had no choice but to use his own way to arouse his fighting spirit and let him restore his peerless style to the top of the third list.
"This kid..."
Jian Jingtian smiled and thought about it. He had indeed not shown his character in front of others for many years.
As for the peak sword intent, there was no such thing as once. The last time I was so arrogant was eighteen years ago.
Eighteen years ago!!
Jian Jingtian's thoughts paused, his expression suddenly became stiff, and his smile suddenly disappeared. He closed his eyes in pain, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes. At this moment, his expression was unprecedented pain.
And regret, and boundless loneliness.
Master... I'm really sorry for you.
Jian Jingtian closed his eyes in pain. At this moment, his expression was unprecedented pain and regret, and boundless loneliness.
In a trance, the sound of the past sounded again in my ears.
We have made a vow here that one day, let the Sword Sect return to the holy land!
We have made a vow here that one day, we will return the Sword Sect to the world's number one Sword Sect!
Eight thousand years of fame and fortune, and ninety thousand miles of light radiates.
The bright moon will last forever, and the Sword Sect will be immortal!!
The wind was shattered, the rain was vast, and the blood was not cold at that time... Jian Jingtian's eyes were closed, and at some point, two lines of clear tears were left behind.
...
Outside the main hall of the sect, Lin Yun held thousands of thunder in one hand and covered his eyes with the other.
After a long time, I opened my eyes carefully. The blood stains in the corners of my eyes looked quite terrifying, but my eyes still hurt.
Lin Yun was defeated in the past confrontation, and all kinds of methods seemed vulnerable to Jian Jingtian.
"After all, Jian Jingtian, the first in the third list, I can't afford to offend you!"
Lin Yun sighed and sighed.
"Hmph, I have told you a long time ago that people like him were rare in ancient times. Now they are just a demonic obstacle in the heart, trapped in the dragon vein. Once the heart knot is broken, tsk, you will be the king in an instant!"
Xiao Bingfeng flew out of the Zi Yuan sword box and took out a handkerchief.
While saying gloating, he wiped his eyes.
"It feels so comfortable. What is the stain on your handkerchief? It's so magical. It doesn't hurt at all!"
Lin Yun blinked, and his eyes became clearer again, not only without pain, but also seemed to become clearer.
"Hmph, that's my emperor's saliva!"
Xiaobing
Feng said in an amazing look.
Lin Yun's smile froze, his expression became a little stiff, and his eyes became uncomfortable, and he complained: "It's so disgusting."
"You bastard is such a scumbag. This is my phoenix saliva. How many people lined up and took out so many delicious items to make me drool. You kid, you don't know how to be blessed.
, I really deserve a beating!"
Xiao Bingfeng said angrily with her eyebrows raised and she said angrily.
The dragon has arghum, and the phoenix has arghum. It seems that it is the same. The ambergris is also a strange thing in the world, and the phoenix saliva seems to be almost taken away.
Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt a little more comfortable, but after a long flash of brows, he glanced at his mouth and said, "It's still so disgusting."
"You...you scumbag! I am angry!"
When Xiao Bingfeng saw his brows stretching at first, she thought he wanted to praise him, but who knew that he would change his face immediately. It was really bad.
Lin Yun explained: "If it is a phoenix saliva, I naturally don't mind. Unfortunately, you are not the body of an ice phoenix, and at most you can only be considered one percent of the phoenix saliva. So after all, it's saliva, I said
Is that right?"
"You scumbag, you still want the phoenix saliva of this emperor. When this emperor finds his true body, he will squirt you to death with a divine flame! If you don't want it anyway, then I'll give it back to me!"
Xiao Bingfeng roared angrily with her mouth pouted.
"Hahaha, OK, I'll give it back to you. I'm the body of a dragon now. Not to mention one percent, one thousandth of ambergris ingredients should be. Come on, how much saliva do you want, I'll give it to you
How many of you are?"
Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile.
ah!
Xiao Bingfeng was dizzy when he said it, and it seemed that there was a reason, but... if you really want it, you must not answer... kiss, kiss.
Her face suddenly turned red and she whispered: "Bah, you hooligan, you are so disgusting!"
Then he ran forward after saying that. Seeing her embarrassed, Lin Yun suddenly laughed and hurriedly chased after her.
"Emperor, don't run away!"
"Get out!"
"Hahaha, if you don't get out, you won't get out. I'll give you ambergris."
"I don't want it."
The two of them had a long fuss. When they returned to Ting Fengju, they stopped. Lin Yun asked, "Xiao Bingfeng, have you noticed? Jian Jingtian stopped every time he talked about the master. He should have wanted it.
He said the word "Master", but he would take it back every time he said it."
This is just now, and it was not the first time.
"Is there anything strange?" Xiao Bingfeng turned her eyes on Lin Yun, not giving him a good look.
Lin Yun lay on the grass by the river, shouting a green grass in his mouth, and looking at the sky, saying, "I'm curious, who is his master, and you can give him a Thousand Thunder Sword with your move."
"Hmph, that has nothing to do with you." Xiao Bingfeng said calmly.
"That's right."
Lin Yun was a little lost, then smiled and said, "Emperor, how strong is his sword intent? Do you have the fifth-grade sword intent?"
The other party's sword intent was too terrible, and it gave him the feeling that it was as vast as an abyss and could not be unpredictable.
You should know that Lin Yun is now half a step into the fourth-grade sword intent of Shenxiao, and the sword cocoon has been shattered twice.
If the other party only has the fourth-grade sword intent, it is better not to give yourself such strong oppression.
"It's hard to say that the sword intent is considered quality, but if the quantity reaches a certain level, it can also cause extremely terrifying suppression. For example, your Canglong sword power can increase the amount of sword intent. It is also Tongtian sword intent, if you are
If you merge the power of the Canglong sword, others may be less than one-tenth of yours."
Xiao Bingfeng said in a gentle manner, saying softly: "For example, the will of thunder, or the will of flame, or the wind
The thunder sword intent can increase the amount of sword intent. Is this old guy a fifth-grade sword intent or other means to bless the sword intent? I can't see it thoroughly, but it's good that it's very powerful anyway."
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and then started to laugh.
The Emperor said too much, almost all nonsense, and the last sentence was the point.
Anyway, it's quite powerful, and it's many times better than mine, so unimaginable. It's a pity to have such a treasure hidden here and stay here for half a year, but it's a pity that I haven't dug it once.
The old man must be too lazy to teach others, but if he is shameless and asks for advice, it is still very likely.
Just now, Kuxuan Island has changed. I have been in seclusion during this period and I cannot miss all kinds of ways to strengthen my strength.
"This old guy must have a story. What happened eighteen years ago?"
Lin Yun murmured in a low voice that he really had extraordinary curiosity about this sword now.
"Anyway, don't do such a stupid thing today. His knot is bigger than you think. If you try to inspire his fighting spirit while being hurt, it will be futile in the end." Xiao Bingfeng looked at Lin deeply.
Yun said, "I'm sorry," he said.
Lin Yun was a little stunned, but he didn't expect that the emperor would see through this matter.
After a while, he spit out the green grass, then took off the Zi Yuan sword box on his body, looked at the sword box, and his expression gradually became solemn.
"What are you going to do?"
Xiao Bingfeng said in a striking and suspicious way.
"It's time to go in and take a look. I'm so curious about the world in this sword box." Lin Yun patted the sword box and said meaningfully.
"Have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it a long time ago."
Lin Yun said calmly.
Once you enter it, the cause and effect with Zi Yuan Sword Saint will be deeply entangled, and you can be considered to have officially become his inheritor.
"You have told me that the Zi Yuan Sword Saint I have seen is just a clone of his body. The real Zi Yuan Sword Saint may not have died yet?" This question has been pressing on Lin Yun's heart for quite a long time.
Now that I am about to enter the Zi Yuan Sword Box, it is time to formally ask for the answer.
"That little brat, mastering the way of reincarnation, but it's not that easy to die." Xiao Bingfeng glanced at her mouth and said with some hatred.
"The Way of Reincarnation?"
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He had never heard of this martial will.
"I don't understand now that I have told you. Since you have made up your mind, I am not talking too much. You can use the Purple Bore Holy Fire to refine the marks in this sword box and you can enter and exit freely. From now on, you will be formally done.
He is considered the inheritor of Zi Yuan Sword Saint."
Xiao Bingfeng said with a rare look of seriousness.
Lin Yun's thoughts moved slightly, and the purple kite flowers in the middle of the ice crystal-like purple kite flowers in his Dantian were like a flower stamen dotted in it.
Lin Yun spread his palms, and the holy fire as big as a fist appeared in his palm, and he waved his hand and flicked it.
boom!
The holy fire fell on the sword box, and it surged in an instant like adding fuel to the fire, wrapping the entire sword box in an instant and burning.
Kick!
The surface of the sword box has old rust peeled off. Under the burning of the holy fire, the patterns on the surface of the sword box are brighter and an ancient and complex purple kite flower appears.
On both sides of the flowers, there are lines spreading out, like a pair of wings quietly stretching.
"Blood drop!"
Half an hour later, Xiao Bingfeng suddenly spoke.
After the essence and blood dripped, there was no way to turn around. Lin Yun took a deep breath, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a drop of hot blood popped out of his fingertips.
When blood fell on the Zi Yuan sword box, the sword box vibrated wildly, and a world seemed to have awakened.