Fairy He led the way, Lin Yun followed along, and after passing through a light gate, the two of them came to the sea of clouds.
There is a loft in the middle of the sea of clouds, and the white-clothed scholar in the courtyard in front of the building is still playing the guqin.
I still play the ancient song of the battle in the sky, and the sound of the piano is like a bleak wind. After entering my ears, there seems to be sword shadows everywhere in front of me.
Lin Yun didn't care, and this senior's musical attainments have not improved much.
"Master, this little guy has brought it! He is so powerful that he has condensed two sword stars." Fairy Crane said respectfully.
The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "I know."
"Ye Qingtian, the Galaxy Sword is perfect, what do you think?" said the white-clothed Confucian scholar.
Lin Yun looked respectful and a little nervous.
He now knows the identity of this white-clothed Confucian scholar. The Great Sage Long Yun told him that Yu Qingfeng was the Kunlun Sword Emperor before.
He is also the former leader of the Tiandao Sect, a ruthless man with a stunning talent and one of the strongest people under the thirty-six heavens.
Unfortunately, he was defeated by Yu Qingfeng and died, leaving a sentence like "If the Human Emperor's Sword is in hand, why would he lose?"
Lin Yun pondered for a moment and said, "After the great success, I realized that the galaxy sword intent was just beginning and there was still a very long way to go."
The white-clothed scholar shook his head: "I'm not talking about this."
Lin Yun thought for a moment and had many thoughts turned around, but he felt that it was not what the white-clothed Confucian scholars wanted to listen to.
"Please tell me, senior." Lin Yun said respectfully.
The white-clothed scholar laughed in silence: "Don't you feel that there are not enough resources?"
"This...is really felt."
Lin Yun didn't expect that the white-clothed Confucian scholar was talking about this, and he thought that the other party would talk about some insights into swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that the white-clothed scholar was talking about resources.
"Don't think it's vulgar to talk about resources." The white-clad Confucian scholar said: "Even if you enter the holy realm or even the imperial realm, you will talk about these vulgar things, and even compete for them even more."
"In a great battle, what is the battle? To put it bluntly, it is still the word "fame and fortune". Even sword cultivators cannot avoid it."
Lin Yunshen agreed and nodded and smiled: "Senior is right. What should I do with the resources after this? I don't have much thoughts on it."
"Li Daoyang's words may not be a road. The Tiandao Sect's family background is still very strong. I have been the sect leader." The white-clothed Confucian scholar said with a smile.
Lin Yun: "Holy Son?"
"You are the eternal genius born for swords. It would be a pity if you buried your talent because of resources." The white-clothed Confucian scholar said seriously.
Fairy Crane was secretly surprised. The master's evaluation of Ye Qingtian was so high, and he was a genius of all ages.
The white-clothed Confucian's eyes were as deep as stars: "Ye Qingtian, if you are willing to become a saint, I can open some back door."
If he can become a saint son, Lin Yun will naturally want whatever he wants in the Tiandao Sect in the future.
Look at Li Daoyang, after swallowing sixteen star holy artifacts, you will know how rich the family background of the Heavenly Dao Sect is.
But the key to the problem is that once you become a saint, you will be completely bound to the Tiandao Sect.
It may be quite difficult to quit in the future. How can he handle himself in the Sword Sect in the future?
Even if he doesn't talk about this, if he had a conflict with other forces for the sake of the Sword Sect, how should the Tiandao Sect deal with it?
But the white-clothed Confucian scholar is not an ordinary person. He also has many treasures in his hands. The Crane Fairy just said a few words.
Lin Yun thought for a moment, but finally refused. He stood up and said, "Thank you for your kindness. If Tiandao Sect is in trouble, I will definitely be willing to go through fire and water, but I will still be too frightened to become a saint."
"Do you have other identities?" said the white-clothed Confucian scholar: "If you don't have any trouble, you can become a sage son and do what you want."
Lin Yun shook his head, but refused politely.
Seeing this, the white-clothed Confucian scholar stopped forcing him and said, "Okay, if you have your own persistence, I won't force you. Just..."
He sighed, his face full of regret.
"This is Feitian Tower."
The white-clothed scholar stood up, pointed to the attic behind, and whispered: "There are some common things collected in front of me. They are also a supreme holy weapon and a secret treasure of space."
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately withdrew his gaze.
"He'er, take him to the first floor to take a walk." said the white-clothed Confucian scholar.
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Yun was not polite, and bowed to thank him.
"It's just one layer. Among the layers, there are some annotations of the Firefly God Sword, you can read it."
"Enough."
Lin Yun smiled, without any dissatisfaction.
He is neither the descendant of the other party, nor the saint son of the Tiandao Sect, or even an outsider.
As the former sect leader, Lin Yun was already extremely grateful to be able to help him like this.
What's more, the mastery of the Galaxy Sword Intent before was also due to the other party's guidance.
"Ye Qingtian, follow me."
Fairy He liked Lin Yun very much and pulled him into Feitian Tower.
She took Lin Yun into Feitian Tower, and looked back several times during this period, as if she had something to say.
"Little girl, what do you want to say?" Lin Yun said.
Fairy He whispered: "Ye Qingtian, my master has seen many geniuses over the years, but even the Holy Son of Daoyang did not make his master so happy. He really likes you."
"Don't blame him. The master is a member of the Tiandao Sect after all. Even if this Feitian Tower is his personal property, he really cannot give you all."
Lin Yun laughed silently and said, "What do you think of, you girl? Senior is so kind to me, and I can't even be grateful to me."
"Hehe, actually you can find the Holy Son of Daoyang. He has the Feitian Order to enter and exit this building at any time. As long as you borrow the Feitian Order, the master will definitely not stop you." Fairy He blinked and gave Lin Yun an idea.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "This idea is reliable."
"Absolutely reliable, just trick him." Fairy He smiled.
The Crane Fairy brought Lin Yun to the bookshelf, which contained many annotations of the Firefly God Sword, which were extremely thick in volume.
Lin Yun found the Saint Book and flipped it around casually. There was a name at the bottom of each volume, and without exception, he was the Great Saint.
These are extremely precious. He was very immersed in his view, but he was not too immersed in it.
Tianxuan Sword Saint said that after all, the understanding of swordsmanship depends on oneself, and these can only be used as reference.
These annotations have their own reasons, and even some of them are in conflict with each other.
For example, a sword saint named Ting Yu thought that the mystery of the second volume of the Firefly God Sword is life.
The Thirteen Swords seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they all interpret the great way of life. Whether it is dead trees and flowers, or the sky is at its peak, they are actually related to life.
Another swordsman felt that it was death and had to use death to connect these sword moves together.
There are also various opinions, all of which are all in one go. Lin Yun was dazzled and felt that it was more difficult than practicing swordsmanship.
"Yu Qingfeng."
Suddenly, he saw a scroll of bamboo slips, which was the annotation of the Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng.
Lin Yun's heart moved, and the white-clothed Confucian scholar actually had annotations on his opponent.
Unlike other long-term comments, Yu Qingfeng's annotation has only five words.
Don’t fight for the first place!
Lin Yuntong shrank violently, what is the Sword Emperor writing about, what is the flowing water not fighting for the first time?
After watching it for a while, Lin Yun became confused.
"Ye Qingtian, you can choose a roll to take it out." Fairy He reminded.
"good."
Lin Yun nodded and chose three volumes of annotations in the sea of books, but when he was about to leave, he remembered that sentence again.
The flowing water does not strive for the first place.
"never mind."
Lin Yun put the book back, but did not choose the Sword Emperor, and only went out with the five words "Flowering Water" and "Not Strive".
"I didn't bring a single roll?" The white-clothed scholar saw Lin Yun coming out empty-handed.
"Enough."
Lin Yun smiled and said that he had these annotations, and combined with his own cultivation insights, it was enough.
The most important thing is that he remembered the five words left by Yu Qingfeng, and did not compete for the first place.
The white-clothed Confucian scholar didn't think much about it and said, "Follow me."
"Um."
Lin Yun nodded.
Swish!
The white-clothed scholar grabbed Lin Yun's shoulder and soared into the sky. When he fell, he came to a surging river.
This is a magical place, with rivers like tiles, rotating, bent and crossing.
At the core of many rivers, a star is as bright as the sun, and stars bloom in the river under your feet.
"Dao Fire!"
Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately knew where this was.
This is the Taoist fire left by the Human Emperor Sword, and these rivers belong to its galaxy.
"Have you seen the Human Emperor Sword?" asked the white-clothed Confucian scholar.
"I saw only one shadow, and I'm not sure if it was the Human Emperor Sword." Lin Yun said truthfully.
The white-clothed Confucian scholar smiled and said, "That is the shadow of the Human Emperor's Sword when it left. What you should see is a picture from three thousand years ago."
"Oh." Lin Yun was a little disappointed.
The white-clothed scholar patted Lin Yun on the shoulder and said, "You may not have really seen it, but I'm sure it must have seen you."
"Since it has left a ray of Taoist fire, it can naturally see you through this ray of Taoist fire."
Lin Yun stared at Daohuo, and after only a few glances, his eyes were so painful that they were stabbed.
"Why did the Human Emperor Sword leave?" Lin Yun asked.
"have no idea."
The white-clothed Confucian scholar said with a loss: "It left before I became the head sect. If it didn't leave, it should be inherited by me. If the Human Emperor sword is in hand, that battle back then..."
He suddenly smiled and changed the subject and said, "Do you still remember the three saint fires you harvested when you became a disciple of the Holy Legend?"
"Remember."
"You can try it with the help of Dao Fire to see if you can refine the three Qinglong Holy Fires. If you can refine it successfully, you may have the chance to truly see the Human Emperor Sword."
The white-clothed scholar paused and said, "If you see it, just tell me where it is."
Lin Yun nodded.
He could feel that the white-clothed Confucian scholar had already known that even if the Human Emperor sword was in hand, the outcome of the battle back then might not have changed.
But I still have many things in my heart. Even though I have become a spirit of the weapon, my obsession is still difficult to eliminate.
"Ye Qingtian, you saw the annotations left by Yu Qingfeng in Feitian Tower."
When he was about to leave, the white-clothed scholar suddenly asked.
Lin Yun was a little stunned, and then said, "Yes."
"If there is an answer, tell me if you don't let it go." The white-clothed Confucian scholar smiled.
"Okay." Lin Yun agreed immediately.
No matter what, he still respects this senior very much, even if he is a loser.
"The flowing water does not fight for the first place..."
The white-clothed scholar whispered to himself softly, and then chanted a few times before leaving, leaving only Lin Yun.
[The plot rhythm is progressing a little slow, it is my old problem. It feels like a sword shocking the sky and drawing the earth into a prison. I will think of a way to go out. I always believe that man will conquer nature.]