Lin Yun was in a daze, looking at the direction where Mu Xuankong disappeared for a long time.
"Junior brother Lin?"
"Junior brother Lin?"
Sisters Mu Qingqing looked at each other and were amazed.
Lin Yun's mood changed after the master came out of the mountain. It really didn't make sense that they were still older sisters.
Is there really something they don't know?
Lin Yun woke up with a start, tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said: "I have to say goodbye in advance, and I may have to stay in seclusion for a long time."
The two women nodded and looked at Lin Yun's leaving figure, their expressions deep in thought.
"Sister, do you think that Junior Brother Lin has changed a bit since he came back this time... It's strange, but I can't tell. He seems to care more about his father's departure than the two of us." Mu Qingqing pinched her chin and said, beautiful
His eyes were full of doubts.
Mu Xueqin muttered: "He has become a little unfathomable now. I feel that his cultivation level...may be more than the Five-Star Celestial Pill Master."
"Real or false? When he left the sect, I remember he was only at the peak of two-star cultivation. In less than four months, he was promoted to a five-star Celestial Pill Master. This is already an exaggeration!" Mu Qingqing said in surprise.
Could it be that I thought wrong?
Mu Xueqin was thoughtful, and then said: "Maybe I thought wrongly, let's ignore this for now, I will first find out why my father came out of the mountain!"
Both Mu Xueqin and Mu Qingqing looked quite nervous. In contrast, Lin Yun's change could only be put aside for the time being.
Shenxiao Peak.
Lin Yun was familiar with the way and came to the Netherworld Hall of the Martial Arts Pavilion.
In the closed palace, there was a solitary gray-haired old man with an old look and wrinkles on his face, looking extremely frail.
"I've met my uncle!"
Lin Yun cupped his hands, bent down, and saluted.
This is Master Chenguang, the younger brother of Master Yaoguang, and there is still no change at all.
"Huh?"
Chen Guang glanced at Lin Yun. At first he didn't care much, but then he looked quite surprised and said with a smile: "That little guy Makichuan, I taught you the Black Turtle Technique."
"Uncle Master also knows this breathing technique?"
"After all, it has something to do with the Xuanwu inheritance. Makikawa asked me for advice. Unfortunately, I can't figure out the tortoise shell either. I always feel that there is an opportunity to complete it." Uncle Chen Guang explained with a smile.
At the end, the old man looked at Lin Yundao and said, "What are you doing here to come to your uncle?"
Lin Yundao: "I'm here to ask for the skills behind the Shenxiao Sword Art."
"Has the Nether Sword Seed condensed?"
"Well, uncle, please take a look."
Lin Yun drew a circle on his chest with both hands. When the two semicircles were completed, the twelve petals of the Netherworld petals lay across the middle of the two people.
boom!
The moment he put his hands together, a sword shadow rose up from the pistil, and then became solid and thick.
"Netherworld Divine Sword, not bad, not bad."
Chen Guang laughed, this time he was really laughing, and all the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were laughing.
Lin Yun's heart trembled inexplicably. Compared with his master, Uncle Chen Guang seemed to be older. This comparison immediately made him think of his master, and then he thought of Mu Xuan who left the sect with murderous intent.
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I owe Jianzong a lot of affection... Kakacha!
The emotional fluctuations soon spread to the Netherworld petals in front of him, and the sword couldn't stop trembling, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
"What are you thinking about?"
Chen Guang glared at Lin Yun, then waved his hand, and all kinds of petals flew into Lin Yun's body.
"Sorry sorry."
Lin Yun scratched his head and apologized quickly.
What am I thinking? I'm here to ask for follow-up exercises. If he doesn't perform well, my uncle won't give him the exercises.
"With your state of mind, you should just wait for the Dragon Vein to come to me and ask for follow-up exercises." Uncle Chen Guang said unceremoniously.
Lin Yun was in a low mood and wanted to argue, but in the end he couldn't speak.
"What happened? Let's talk to my uncle. Why do you hide so many things in your heart at such a young age?" Chen Guang smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry, my uncle can't get out of this Nether Palace. What do you want to say?
Just tell me, my uncle will keep it a secret for you."
Lin Yun took a deep breath and immediately recounted his experiences on this trip, starting from the Broken Dragon Star Realm.
"I see... Senior brother, it seems we don't have much time left."
After hearing this, Chen Guang let out a long sigh. He looked at Lin Yun with his vicissitudes of life, and a smile naturally appeared in the corners of his eyes. In his eyes, Lin Yun was like a warm and transparent jade, with a pure heart.
There isn't any dust.
"Uncle Master, is this really a difficult time for Master?"
Lin Yun asked nervously.
Chen Guang did not answer this question and said: "I know why you are upset. Do you feel that you are powerless, whether it is Feng Jue, Master, or Mu Xuankong. Many things happened because of you, but you
But there is nothing I can do, and the sword in my hand cannot help at all."
"Uncle Master!"
Lin Yun's heart moved and he looked at the other party. His uncle's words hit his soul directly, as if he could see through him completely.
"Silly boy."
Chen Guang laughed and cursed, and then said: "Senior brother has been guarding the Sword Sect for more than two thousand years after he became a saint. Now he only has a few years to live and is unwilling to admit defeat. He still wants to fight with an old sword. Mu Xuankong is the headmaster of the Sword Sect.
, But you can also go out in anger. Feng Jue is not talented enough, but he still swears to protect you to the death. Do you know why?"
"for what?"
"For Sword Sect!"
Chen Guang said softly: "Eight thousand years of fame and fame, ninety thousand miles of sword light. The bright moon will last forever, and the Sword Sect will be immortal. After the Sword Sect fell to the Holy Land three thousand years ago, every disciple who joined the sect must swear an oath in front of the sword monument.
One day we will let the Sword Sect return to the Holy Land."
"They see hope in you, so they will naturally do their best. Everyone should do their best in their proper position. Senior brother, Mu Xuankong, and Feng Jue are all just trying their best.
Do your best."
"This is the way of the sword sect, and it is also the way of our swordsmen. We swordsmen only need to have a clear conscience."
Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and his mood returned a little.
"Lin Yun, let me ask you, do you feel guilty? I don't ask you whether you are worthy of the Sword Sect, I only ask you whether you are worthy of the sword in your hand."
"I……"
Lin Yun was about to answer, then thought of something, his eyes gradually condensed, and there seemed to be a flame burning deep in his eyes.
"I am not ashamed!"
Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and said in a deep voice. He didn't have any hesitation at this moment.
Chen Guang showed a smile on his face and said: "The Sword Sect is worthy of you, and you are worthy of the sword in your hand. So why should anyone bother you?"
"Thank you, uncle."
Lin Yun's thoughts suddenly became clear, and in a trance, his heart towards the sword seemed to become much brighter.
"Take it, these are the skills of the Shenxiao Sword Art Dragon Vein Scroll and the Life and Death Scroll. Correspondingly, they are the fourth to twelfth levels of the Shenxiao Sword Art." Chen Guang turned his hand and took out two scrolls.
He handed it to Lin Yun solemnly.
"There are also life and death scrolls?"
Lin Yun lost his voice and said.
"It won't save you an extra trip, but if you have time, you are always welcome here. Old man, it would be nice to have someone to chat with." Chen Guang said with a smile.
Lin Yun suddenly thought of something and said: "I have met people from Netherworld Palace before. They
The skills practiced are very similar to the Shenxiao Sword Art, but they are not the same."
"hehe."
Mentioning the Demon Sect Nether Palace, Chen Guang sneered and said, "Have you seen the name of this stone palace?"
Lin Yun was suddenly startled, and then he remembered that this place was called Netherworld Palace, which happened to have the same name as the Netherworld Palace of the Demon Sect.
coincide?
"Three thousand years ago, the Netherworld Palace was a branch of the Sword Sect. The current master of the Netherworld Palace is a traitor to the Sword Sect. However, this person is not bad. He has his own fate and relied on the resources of a sect to become a leader.
The first of the six demon sects in the Eastern Wasteland."
Chen Guang said coldly: "You know why senior brother is angry, right? A sect that grew up with traitors actually dares to take action against the disciples of this sect. It really doesn't know how to live or die!"
Lin Yun was surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a connection.
"Don't think too much, just practice hard. Just like you answered me before, just keep the sword in your hand and have a clear conscience."
Chen Guang looked at Lin Yundao.
"Thank you, uncle."
Lin Yun put away the scroll and left the Nether Palace. He did not return to Feiyun Peak and came to the Immortal Viewing Platform, one of the four treasures of the Sword Sect.
rock!
Lin Yun placed the purple kite sword box under the stage, and the mountain peak trembled slightly.
Before the grand gathering at Tianchi, he would retreat here.
Lin Yun glanced at the boundless sea of clouds. Three thousand years ago, Yu Qingfeng leveled the two peaks of the Sword Sect with one sword.
Three thousand years later, the sword light left by Yu Qingfeng has been blessing the disciples of the Sword Sect.
The Sword Sect has its own courage. The Sword Sect disciples will eventually win back the sword they lost in three thousand years.
Uncle Chen Guang is right. Whether it is the master, the headmaster, senior brother Feng Jue, or others in the Sword Sect, everyone is doing their own thing and just try their best.
Wow!
Lin Yun spread out his hands, holding the funeral flower in his left hand, and jumped down from the sea of clouds.
He passed through layers of clouds, his body kept falling, and finally saw a bright moon, landing in the center of Guanxian Lake.
Putting the funeral flowers at hand, Lin Yun sat cross-legged in the middle of the lake, and then slowly closed his eyes.
His heart merged with the vast lake water. Dressed in a green shirt, a touch of breeze, once the wind and moon, will last forever.
On Guanxian Lake, there is always a moon.
But today in the ancient wilderness, there is a different kind of adventure.
No matter where you are in the vast ancient wilderness, you will be stunned when you look up.
In the sky, wherever Mu Xuankong passed by, there was an extra bright sun in the sky.
Two suns appeared in the sky at the same time, with dazzling light and two suns competing for brightness. Almost everyone was shocked by this scene.
One of the big suns was moving rapidly across the sky, and a human figure was faintly hidden in that bright sun.
The kings of the life and death realm of the major forces, as well as the saint realm bosses, clearly saw the figures hidden in the bright sun.
It’s Mu Xuankong, the headmaster of the Sword Sect, Mu Xuankong!
Suddenly, the entire ancient wilderness was completely boiling, and Mu Xuankong actually came out of the mountain.
What is this for?
The other super sects in the Ancient Ancient Territory were all frightened, and all the saints were forbidden to fly into the air and looked very nervous.
If I remember correctly, this was the first time Mu Xuankong left the Sword Sect after becoming a saint.
In that great sun, everyone could feel the undisguised murderous intent and anger coming from Mu Xuankong.
"What is Mu Xuankong doing? Is he going to start a holy war?"
In the Ancient Realm, there has been no fight between saints for many years!!
[Yesterday, I had a rough idea. I was thinking about it a little more. Only then did I realize how difficult it was when I actually wrote it. 】