Tianxuan Sword Saint was so powerful that he even showed his true face.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and said calmly: "Senior... are you joking."
"The Yaoguang lineage is not like this. Do you dare to do it or not?" Tianxuan Sword Saint sneered.
Master, what did you do?
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart and said embarrassedly: "Uncle Master, I don't know what you said?"
"Still pretending to be stupid?"
Tianxuan Sword Saint said coldly: "Did Jian Wuming teach you this way? If you don't admit it, I will kill you now!"
boom!
With the huge murderous aura, Lin Yun's turtle god seal was immediately hit hard, and there was a tendency to collapse at any time.
"Then uncle of the master will kill me."
Lin Yun said in a deep voice.
Buzz!
Without any warning, a holy sword broke through the air and fell on Lin Yun's eyes in just a moment.
Lin Yuncanglong's sword heart had already sensed, but he didn't hide in the end, and he didn't even blink.
The cold light at the tip of the sword was only a slightest distance from his eyes. If it were ordinary people, they would have been scared to death.
Time seemed to have stopped. Swish, Tianxuan Sword Saint waved his hand and the holy sword retreated again.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, uncle, for your mercy."
"I am not showing mercy by my subordinates, I just confirmed your identity."
Tianxuan Sword Saint said lightly: "Ye Guhan and Ye Qingtian are indeed in a good relationship. He also asked for love for Ye Qingtian that day, so I did not kill him."
"But Bensheng had seen him a year ago, and there was something else he had when he sneaked into the Holy Immortal Pool."
Lin Yun's face changed, and Tianxuan Sword Saint actually knew this.
"A person's talent can accumulate strength, his cultivation can skyrocket out of thin air, and his swordsmanship can be a thousand miles a day, but one thing is difficult to change. Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know."
"It is a desire for life. He is a living person. Ye Qingtian has great concern in his heart. No matter how much humiliation he suffers, he will survive in the world."
Tianxuan Sword Saint said: "You are not, and there is no such person in the Yaoguang lineage. Yesterday, when you picked up the pen and wrote, I guessed your identity. Qinghe didn't dare to see me. You didn't hide from this sword just now, and I was already sure in my heart."
Lin Yun's eyes changed, and he did not comment.
"If you want to pretend, continue to pretend. I don't bother to expose you, just like I didn't want to expose Jian Wuming back then." There was a hint of cold sharpness hidden in the cold expression of the sword saint, which was the character and arrogance that only sword cultivators had.
"From now on, you will be practicing swords here with me." Tianxuan Sword Saint pondered.
"How long does it take to practice?"
"Let's learn the Thirteenth Sword first."
Tianxuan Sword Saint was bathed in the body of the holy light again, becoming unfathomable, as ethereal as clouds and mist, and high above.
She took out the paper and inkstone, then lowered her head to write.
As the brush and ink are formed, each stroke, stroke, point and horizontal stroke, all of which are boundless holy rays condensed.
Swish swish swish swish!
Six ink and water figures flew out of the paper and held the holy sword in hand and rushed towards Lin Yun.
But it is exactly the same as Yao Guang's way of teaching his disciples, except that Tianxuan Sword Saint is even more ruthless.
The six ink and water figures were all fierce and fierce, and they were all used by the Firefly God Sword.
Moreover, the sword intent is without exception, all reach the galaxy realm, and all cultivation is in the Nirvana realm.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun suddenly had no other thoughts and rose up in the sky, but after landing, he was still surrounded by figures.
He didn't care much at first, but he soon started to complain.
Huh!
But in a moment, a sword wound was left on his body, blood flew everywhere, and the stars and sword fire on the wound kept burning.
Even with the Double Dragon Holy Body, Lin Yun grinned in pain, and the feeling was really not very good.
Tianxuan Sword Saint ignored it and continued to write. The sword move of the ink and wash figure changed again, and it was still the Firefly God Sword, the second, third, and fourth swords were used one after another.
Even with the warning of Canglong Sword Heart, Lin Yun was still tired of dealing with it, and his injuries continued to increase.
On the square in front of Wuchen Palace, sword lights are everywhere and people are silhouetted.
Lin Yun activated the Sun-Chasing Divine Art to the limit, and moved in a square inch, almost divided into six.
But he was still at a loss. Finally, when the seventh sword was about to be killed, the burial flower in his hand was directly knocked out.
Rush!
Six ink and water figures sealed him with swords from all directions, and could not move in an instant.
"Is Yaoguang disciple only at this level?"
Tianxuan Sword Saint stopped writing and said with a slight sarcastic sarcasm.
Lin Yun looked extremely dissatisfied in his eyes, and he deliberately sacrificed the heart of the Canglong sword and spread the Golden Crow Holy Wings.
But the moment he looked up, he happened to collide with the other person's eyes, and the other person's expression was quite interesting.
It seems that you like to pretend, but when you pretend, you will wait for Lin Yun to reveal his identity on his own initiative.
I just pretended!
Lin Yun's temper also came to his senses. He reached out and bounced away the holy sword in front of him, then carried two swords. Finally, the Burial Flower flew over and blocked all the remaining four swords.
"Is the Tianxuan lineage just like this?"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled.
But he soon couldn't laugh. Tianxuan Sword Saint didn't talk nonsense to him and kept writing.
Then write and dance.
When the Twelve Swords were finished, Lin Yun was covered in sword wounds, bloody, holding the sword and kneeling on the ground on one knee.
"Where is another sword?"
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered, "There are still ten thousand swords left in the thirteen swords of fireflies and Guiyi."
"Resting for half a stick of incense sticks, continue."
Tianxuan Sword Saint did not answer, and only let him rest for half a stick of incense.
Then cycle again!
By the time of sunset, the Firefly Sword Technique had been circulating nearly a hundred times, and each time there were no thirteen swords and ten thousand swords.
Lin Yun was a little suspicious that Tianxuan Sword Saint was not here to teach him sword skills, but to be purely revenge.
If you are willing to teach, you should also teach him that Wan Jianyi is the first twelve swords. Lin Yun has already learned the previous twelve swords.
"Continue tomorrow."
Tianxuan Sword Saint rose up in the sky and did not stay for a moment.
Lin Yun took a deep breath, but didn't ask anything after all, and sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to heal his wounds.
He is not such a person who admits defeat so easily.
...
The next day.
Sword cultivators from all over the place rushed towards Yuyang Palace. Today is the day when Tianxuan Sword Saint finds everyone, no one dares to delay.
In two days, the three words left by Tianxuan Sword Saint that day each gained a lot.
Wang Ziyue came to Chen Zhong and whispered: "Have you seen Ye Qingtian?"
"without."
Chen Zhong shook his head.
Ye Qingtian was very eye-catching. If it really appeared, it would be impossible not to notice it.
"It's weird, where did this guy go?" Wang Ziyue said in confusion.
He came to Japan today to invite Lin Yun to accompany him, but he lost all of them. After coming to the dojo, he still didn't see the latter.
"Don't worry, that guy will definitely come." Chen Zhong said distractedly.
Wang Ziyue looked at the Sifang Jian Cultivator and muttered: "I don't know why Uncle Master suddenly attached importance to the naming sword conference. I have never cared about it in the past many sessions."
Chen Zhong smiled and said, "In the past, the ranking of the Heavenly Dao Sect was extremely poor. After all, it was not established by swords. Maybe the uncle of the master could not stand it."
"Maybe."
Wang Ziyue responded casually, glanced around again, but still couldn't see Lin Yun.
Gradually, others also discovered that Lin Yun had not arrived for a long time.
"Where are people?"
When the Ye family arrived early, everyone who was full of anger was filled with surprise and doubtful expressions.
In the end, after the Tianxuan Sword Saint arrived, Lin Yun was still missing.
Everyone was filled with doubts. After two hours, Tianxuan Sword Saint left, and everyone in the dojo could not suppress it.
"Why didn't Ye Qingtian come?"
"Isn't this guy afraid? He was walking so fast yesterday, so he must be afraid that Brother Qinghong would cause trouble for him..."
"I think it's almost impossible to drive away by Master's uncle!"
"After all, I am disrespectful to Uncle Master in public. If Uncle Master said it out loud, I must have disliked him in my heart."
"After all, it's just a traitor."
So, the news that Ye Qingtian was swept out by Tianxuan Sword Saint spread like wildfire.
These people didn't know that Tianxuan Sword Saint who was soaring away fell into the square in front of Wuchen Palace after a few breaths.
In the square, Lin Yun's figure was divided into six, and everyone was using the same sword technique, without exception, the Firefly God Sword.
wrong!
Tianxuan Sword Saint's eyes condensed slightly, and immediately found clues. It turned out that the sword techniques used by the six afterimages were different.
Although they are all firefly swords, and they are even the same sword, the order of each sword is different, and the artistic conception of each sword is slightly different.
In the chaos, the space overlapped with one sword.
The power of the sword technique skyrocketed out of thin air, and the space of changing colors was staggered, which was extremely scary.
Tianxuan Sword Saint was immersed in his eyes for a moment, and he saw it vaguely, as if he had seen the shadow of Yao Guang back then.
Time and space were confused, the man had sword eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and looked back and smiled: "Ziyuan, how is my sword technique? I can break your sword move yesterday, only between the crackers."
"You... have been practicing sword all night? You just don't want to lose to me?"
"No, why do you need to break your sword move overnight?"
"Your hair is frosted..."
"This is Jianshuang, not frozen. Come on, let's try again. I'm not a person who admits defeat easily."
Swish!
Lin Yun collected his sword and returned to the sheath, and found that Tianxuan Sword Saint would arrive at some point. He smiled and said, "Uncle Master, what is my sword technique."
Tianxuan Sword Saint woke up in shock, his face changed, and his voice was rarely softer: "You have been practicing sword all night?"
"Of course, I am not a person who can easily admit defeat." Lin Yun said loudly, his eyes showing his sharpness.
Who knew that after saying this, Tianxuan Sword Saint was furious and sneered: "You Yaoguang lineage hasn't changed at all. Can't you afford to lose? What's wrong with losing once!"
Swish swish swish swish!
Tianxuan Sword Saint held the pen again, and the ink figure came again with the sword, but this time it was not the Six Path figure.
But there are eighteen figures!
Compared with yesterday, the difficulty has increased by three times, and Lin Yun, who is full of confidence, directly taught him to be a human being.
The next time, every day.
Lin Yun said he was practicing swordsmanship, but in fact he was always beaten. Whenever Lin Yun felt that he could handle it.
Tianxuan Sword Saint immediately increased the difficulty and did not give him any chance to show off.
In just seven days, the ink and wash figures fighting with Lin Yun increased from six paths to seventy-two paths.
Invisibly, Lin Yun could feel that his Firefly Sword was improving every day.
Even the Sun-Chasing Divine Art has soared a lot. Every time the limit is broken, my strength is improving by leaps and bounds.
But this inhuman way of teaching brings not only physical fatigue, but also mental frustration.
Several times Lin Yun couldn't hold on, thinking of sacrificing the heart of the Canglong sword, sacred wings of the Golden Crow, sacred celestial star, and sacred the Supreme Dragon Seal.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
I have to say that the rewards of such persistence are indeed huge.
His Firefly God Sword has reached the level of incomprehension in such a short period of time.
Lin Yun had a lot of his own understanding of the Firefly Sword, and he realized in a trance why he could not practice the Ten Thousand Swords to One.
The true essence of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One is not to change the previous sword moves, and then directly explode.
This has achieved unprecedented improvement in the power of sword moves.
Its true mystery lies in the word "return to oneness". If you want to revert to oneness, you must first return to zero.
Forgot all the twelve swords in front, then return to the first sword, the light of fireflies.
It's like a circle!
After turning around, it seemed that I had returned to the origin, but in fact, after the circle was finished, the firefly light that was stabbed out again was already completely different.
On the morning of the eighth day, Tianxuan Sword Saint stood in the air, looking at Lin Yun who was practicing swords below without falling.
In the square in front of the hall.
Rush!
Lin Yun took twelve steps in a row, leaving behind a afterimage with each step, and each afterimage had a sword.
The afterimages gather and look from a distance, it looks like a firefly walking out of its short life.
From the light of fireflies to the snow of Tianshan Mountain, to the blood of silver, to the bright moon and silver...
Many afterimages surrounded it, forming a circle.
In the thirteenth step, Lin Yun stepped back to the origin, and many afterimages overlapped, and all kinds of strange phenomena turned into fireflies again, and waited until a sword stabbed out.
boom!
This sword seemed to have life and could not be destroyed. Its light was brilliant, and the entire Wuchen Palace trembled under this sword.
"There are thousands of swords that come back together."
Lin Yun was ecstatic and felt that the hard work was finally worth it.
The sword just now pierced, and the void trembled, as if a door had been pushed open by him.
One sword made all the things into nothingness, but the real door opened with a bang, and it suddenly became clear as if it was enlightenment.
Sure enough, there is still a volume of Firefly Sword Technique.
After going around, the entire Thirteen Firefly Swords were just a key to open the real door of the Firefly Sword.
He couldn't wait for Tianxuan Sword Saint to arrive, and he just saw the other person as soon as he looked up.
"Uncle Master, thousands of swords are one, I can do it."
Lin Yun hurriedly said.
"It will take seven days to go, Yaoguang has really taught a stupid apprentice."
Tianxuan Sword Saint was shocked. It took Bai Shuying a month to figure it out that he could do it in seven days.
Another basin of cold water. Lin Yun had already gotten used to it during this period and smiled and said, "Uncle Master, what advice do you have today?"
"Ye Qingtian, I asked you, how many words did I write in these seven days?"
Tianxuan Sword Saint stood in the air and answered the question that was not what he asked.
"this……"
Lin Yun frowned slightly, he really didn't pay attention.
"I don't even remember how many words I wrote. Although Jian Wuming is as stupid as a pig, he is not so distracted."
Tianxuan Sword Saint said coldly: "Remember, I have written thirty-six words in total. The rotten wood is hard to carve. I will punish you for three days to reflect on yourself!"
Swish!
Her hands flew into the air, and the paper she had written before spread out like a picture.
Thirty-six scrolls and thirty-six ancient characters sealed Lin Yun in it like a cage of heaven and earth.
Each scroll releases a magnificent holy brilliance, and the handwriting contains the supreme Taoist rhyme, and the ancient meaning is vast, making people look extremely small.
"Uncle Master..."
Lin Yun suddenly had a big head. When he raised his head, Tianxuan Sword Saint ignored it and floated away.
[The plot of Tiandao Sect will be written for a while. Please be calm. There are actually a lot of content involved, including Yaoguang’s past, the main line paving, and the interaction between Lin Yun, Bai Shuying and Xinyan. In addition, everything Tianxuan Sword Saint has done today also has her purpose. I buried a small pit when she first appeared.]