Green bamboos stand in the forest, cold and cold, and all the way forward, with murderous intent.
But Lin Yun can no longer look back, and there is still a glimmer of hope to move forward; if you look back, you will definitely die.
Unless you master the complete sword intent, you will not be able to crack the patterns here at all. Let’s call them the sword pattern for the time being.
Unlike the lines in the heart sutra of time, each of the lines here contains great murderous intent and infinite sword intent.
It is not an exaggeration to call it a sword pattern.
The most terrifying thing is that sword patterns are stacked layer by layer, following a certain kind of Taoist rhyme, and are integrated into this vast sword formation.
Burial of the Sword Forest, Burial of the Sword Forest...
Lin Yun also understood why this place was called the Burial Sword Forest.
The sword is the place where bones are buried.
There is a reason why Wang Ning didn't dare to come forward without waiting for anyone, even Huangfu Jingxuan.
Like Lin Yun, he has the sword intent, but he doesn't understand the patterns, and the person who comes will die.
Only those who are like Lin Yun who master the half-step sword intent and have a little bit of pattern can have a glimmer of vitality.
But when I walked step by step, I was walking on thin ice and didn't dare to be arrogant.
The infinite murderous intent accumulated behind him made him dare not think about it, so he could only walk forward with a tough bullet.
Lin Yun did not speak a word, and felt the surging sword intent around him, constantly condensing his half-step sword intent.
Kick!
The broken sword martial soul and nine chains in the body appear and disappear from time to time, and there are violent shaking.
He could clearly feel that as his half-step sword intent grew, nine ancient chains were loosening little by little.
The half-step sword intent is constantly strengthened, but it is always a little different from the complete sword intent.
It's just a little bit short, it seems like you can touch it with your hands.
After reaching out, I got closer a little, but it was still a little bit short.
Lin Yun could only grit his teeth and kept walking forward, relying on the huge sword intent in the Burial Sword Forest to continue to hone.
Outside the sword forest, Li Wuyou, who looked solemn, was even more nervous than Lin Yun.
Unlike Lin Yun, he could clearly see how amazing the sword intent and murderous intent accumulated behind Lin Yun had reached.
The majestic murderous intent actually evolved into a vast sea of blood, and the sea of blood swelled up various strange phenomena.
It seemed as if the next moment, this boundless sea of blood would swallow Lin Yun.
Above the sea of blood, thousands of long swords were stirred up, all of which were condensed by sword intent. Once you touch it, you will die and there is no possibility of survival.
The gently swaying bamboo forest makes a silence, like a sword chanting, like a murmuring, or like someone singing.
Li Wuyou didn't know how long Lin Yun could last for such terrible pressure.
It’s hard to say whether Lin Yun’s sword will be buried.
"It's a little bit worse, why are it always a little bit worse?"
Lin Yun, who was walking on thin ice and following along, frowned and seemed to have walked into a dead end.
I was a little short of a little before, and I was only half a step away. I took one step and I obviously felt that there was some progress, but I was still one quarter of a step away. I continued to walk, and another one eighth step away, and one sixteenth step away...
The distance between him and the complete sword intent was infinitely narrowed, but it seemed infinitely far away.
The murderous intent and sword intent behind him made him feel confused and his confidence swayed.
Click!
A little shake will make the mood flawless and expand infinitely.
He took another step, and as soon as he settled down, Lin Yun realized that it was bad, and the sword pattern under his feet suddenly exploded.
Huh!
A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a row of sharp green bamboos, like spears, carrying the unparalleled sword intent, rushed towards him.
It's over, it's backfired by the formation...
Lin Yun's heart tightened. He followed the sword in the forest, and he could not do anything at all.
Move around.
Behind him is the murderous intent, the left and right are endless sword intent, and ahead are the sharp arrows that kill people. There is no place for him in the sky and the earth.
The terrible loneliness, a panic that is rejected by heaven and earth, permeates the heart.
Burial Sword Forest is repelling him!
Burying Jianlin wants to bury him!
Damn…what is the difference?
Lin Yun was at a loss. He felt that the strength of his half-step sword intent was no less than that of the complete sword intent.
But it's just a little bit, only a little bit!
At the critical moment of life and death, Lin Yun closed his eyes, and the man in blue in the rose scroll appeared in his mind.
Thinking back on every detail of the man in blue dancing with his sword, what exactly is missing from him compared to the other party?
The picture is changing, and the figure of Zi Yuan Sword Saint appears in his mind. The other party uses his remnant soul to suppress the surging sea of demons.
Both are swordsmen that make him look up to, and both are...
Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and he found the common point between Zi Yuan Sword Saint and the man in green. He finally knew what he was missing.
As soon as a thought arose, Lin Yun suddenly turned around.
The sword stance rose up all over his body, facing him, ignoring the murderous intent and endless sword intent.
Even if you have the power to collapse mountains and seas, you can break the stars and kill the sun and the moon, but if you don’t have the heart of a sword, you are a swordsman.
The sword should have a sharp edge!
What I miss is this sharpness. Since I was born for the sword, why should I, Lin Yun, be afraid of dying for the sword!
The heart became more and more transparent, and the sword force on Lin Yun's body was as crystal clear as the substance.
His slightly confused eyes were revealed at this moment, and he was fearless.
Can't look back? I turn back!
The heart of a swordsman is to move forward, who else can do the same?
His heart was thumping and he kept jumping. Lin Yun looked cold, his whole body was filled with blood, and a sharp light suddenly rose up. Looking at the vast sea of blood, endless murderous intent, and showing off his sword power, Lin Yun took a step forward.
In just an instant, Lin Yun was swallowed by the sea of blood and buried by the endless sword intent.
"No!"
Seeing this, Li Wuyou couldn't help but yell and cursed: "Damn your mother, what kind of dog is building a burial sword forest, I'll ruin you!"
Wow!
I saw stars bursting in the sky, my eyes filled with endless anger.
Click to scratch!
He saw him as if he was crazy, rushed into the Burial Sword Forest, drew his sword and slashed wildly, and the green bamboos were cut off by him.
But the green bamboo seems to be immortal, endless, and endless.
boom!
When the sea of blood and the majestic sword intent were about to completely swallow Lin Yun, his body suddenly burst out, with glazed glittering and crystal clear light. It was like beautiful jade, spotless and unstained by rain and dew.
Immediately afterwards, the pure and condensed sword intent exploded from him with endless sharpness.
This sword intent made the entire bamboo forest shake. The green bamboo collided and burst out a crisp sound like a wind chime, one after another, endlessly endlessly.
The sea of blood is everywhere in the sky, and the majestic sword intent is dispersed with the wind and passed by the wind in the swaying sound of the wind.
Click!
The chain sealed with the broken sword martial soul came to an abrupt end and broke all of them.
A roar from ancient times came from inside his body, as if a pair of eyes were looking at him from afar, without being angry but powerful.
"Is this... considered my martial soul?"
Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked around. The wind was calm, with neither murderous intention nor sword intent in the sky.
Only the pleasant sound of wind chimes is like lights, swaying intoxicating.
Burial of Sword Forest seems to be a test place left by a predecessor.
Before, I could never understand the true meaning of the sword intent. My confidence was shaken and I could not be recognized immediately. I would die for a lifetime. When I realized the complete sword intent and knew that I was not inferior to that little bit of sharpness, even the sea of blood would be overwhelming.
To him the slightest.
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Yun sat cross-legged, put his hands together, looked extremely respectful, and bent down and saluted solemnly.
When he got up, Lin Yun reached out to sense it in the air, and all the sword patterns had disappeared. Except for the cold and cold weather, this place was now an ordinary bamboo forest.
"Kill you, kill you!"
A sound of squeaking in his ears came from his ears. Lin Yun looked back and saw that Li Wuyou was as tired as a dog.
Holding the sword in both hands, he waved his storm in the air, his face full of anger, and he muttered something.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Yun frowned slightly and asked carefully.
"Brother, I'm avenging you. There are so many bamboos. You can wait until I finish cutting them. Don't let me know which bastard is from. I have to kill him!"
Li Wuyou answered casually, still full of murderous aura on his face, cutting bamboo towards the air.
Lin Yun bent his middle finger with his right hand and his thumb pressed heavily on his nails. It was not a flash of the finger, but just a flash of his finger.
clang!
As soon as a finger popped up, a complete sword intent suddenly lingered, and a clear and transparent sword roar burst out.
The strong wind blew, and the entire bamboo forest swayed with it, and the swaying wind chimes played the overlapping singing.
Li Wuyou only felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and he suddenly woke up.
"What am I doing?"
After waking up, he sighed: "My wrist is so sour..."
How can it not be sour? It would be strange if you swung thousands of swords to the air with all your might.
"I also want to know what you are doing."
Lin Yun smiled slightly, looked at Li Wuyou, and said softly.
"Brother, are you not dead?"
Li Wuyou suddenly felt like a dream, looked at Lin Yun and said in surprise: "Haha, brother, I saved you! The moment you were swallowed by the sea of blood, I rushed in, and I didn't know Qingzhu, but I didn't expect that the Yin Chou was
It's a mistake, I'll save my brother."
Lin Yun rolled his eyes, pointed at Sifang and said, "Look at it yourself, I don't want to talk to you."
"What's going on..."
Only then did Li Wuyou realize something strange. There was no broken bamboo on the ground. Was it all illusions?
In the huge burial sword forest, there is no green bamboo he cut off, not to mention a single one, not half of it.
The Blood Dragon Horse took a step, sniffed, looked at Li Wuyou with contempt, and walked towards Lin Yun.
Li Wuyou covered his face with his hands, and wanted to cry without tears. His reputation was completely ruined. What shameful things did he do? Even the Blood Dragon Horse despises him...
rustle!
Stepping on the bamboo leaves on the ground, Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse and walked towards the depths.
There are many secrets in this place.
The winding paths are secluded and the road is long. After half a stick of incense, Lin Yun saw an ancient bamboo building.
The bamboo building is built with water, and a cold pool is exposed to mist, and the cold people tremble slightly.
"The cold and cold energy of the Burial Sword Forest comes from here."
Lin Yun thought about it. The cold air in this place was somewhat similar to the Yinfeng Stream he had been to. It was not as irritating as Yinfeng Stream, but the cold air was cold and the momentum was continuous, which was even more powerful.
"What the hell is this place, it's so cold."
Li Wuyou's voice rang behind him, and Lin Yun looked back.
Seeing Lin Yun's eyes caring for mentally retarded, Li Wuyou felt embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, go in and take a look."