A hoarse and old voice came out from the upper floor and stopped the movements of the gray-clothed deacon.
"Lord of the King!"
I saw an old man in black standing on the roof with a cold expression, with a stern look, giving people great oppression.
"Meet the master of the church!"
When other outer disciples in the hall of the Ancestral Affairs Hall saw the old man, their faces changed slightly, and they knelt down and saluted respectfully.
This old man is the leader of the sect affairs hall, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of martial arts.
The tenth level of martial arts, each of the three levels and one hurdle, approaching the limit of the body step by step, and the more you go, the harder it will be to break through.
In the entire Qingyun Sect, except for the sect leader, there are very few people who can have the ninth level of martial arts cultivation. Even if you look at the entire Tianshui Kingdom, the Lord of the Hall is a master with great strength.
On weekdays, this old man is in charge of the Zongwu Hall and rarely interferes in specific affairs.
"Deacon Yang, I know everything. You did it right, but since he has passed your test, don't make things difficult for him. As an apology, you should be responsible for distributing him the sect's clothing, introductory skills and weapons.
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"Yes, yes, the hall master is right, and my subordinates will do it."
Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly, looked at Lin Yun, and turned around and left.
The gray-clothed deacon breathed a lot of relief, but fortunately the master did not punish him, and today he was lucky.
But when he thought that he was a deacon and had to personally distribute clothes to the sword slave, select martial arts and weapons, he suddenly became a little unhappy.
"Come with me."
He said something unhappy, and Deacon Yang took Lin Yun to the second floor.
Seeing Lin Yun disappearing on the second floor, the disciples of Qingyun Sect in the hall all thought that Lin Yun was so lucky.
If the Lord of the King had not appeared, Lin Yun would have suffered a lot today.
As for Zhou Ping who was lying down, he could only admit that he was unlucky and no one cared about him anymore.
The second floor of Zongwu Hall is the important place of the sect.
Most of the martial arts and martial arts collected by the entire Qingyun Sect are placed here. New outer disciples have the opportunity to choose martial arts and martial arts for free, and then they have to make contributions before they can be redeemed.
"Let's choose the exercises first. You can cultivate internal energy when you reach the third level of martial arts. This is the place where the internal energy exercises are placed."
Deacon Yang took Lin Yun to a row of bookshelfs, and he didn't want to say more with one finger.
Lin Yun was not seen outside, and came to the bookshelf, and he quickly looked through the martial arts.
"The Qingyun Jue, the Wind and Thunder Power, the Bright Water Art..."
Seeing Lin Yun's speed of looking through, Deacon Yang couldn't help but look mocking. The sword slave is the sword slave. He turned it so quickly that he wouldn't even understand a single one.
If you have some vision, you know that you should ask me for an answer and how to choose.
"Deacon Yang, choose this book below."
"Pure Yang Gong."
Deacon Yang took it and looked at it. His face became strange and he kept sneering in his heart.
Those who practice pure yang skills have strong internal strength, but this technique is slow to practice, and most of the people who choose this skills in the sect will give up in the end.
"Are you sure?"
"OK."
The gray-clothed deacon smiled and said, "I have eyesight, this technique is good and it is very suitable for you."
Lin Yun observed his words and expressions and knew that this gray-clothed deacon had a knife hidden in his smile and was uneasy to be kind.
But just now, he had read all the summary of the martial arts on the bookshelf.
One word
No, it is all imprinted in my mind.
After comprehensive consideration, I chose this Pure Yang Gong. The tenth level of martial arts are used to polish the body. The internal strength of Pure Yang Gong is thick and strong, which is undoubtedly the most suitable.
Next, the martial arts are selected, and the martial arts are the same as the martial arts, with the grades divided into basic, medium and high.
Lin Yun selected a medium-sized sword technique, Liufeng Sword Technique, which is known for its huge lethality and agility.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you that this Liufeng sword technique has a high requirement for understanding, and it is difficult for many inner disciples to practice it."
When Deacon Yang saw Lin Yun, he chose another "wrong" technique.
He thought to himself, after all, it was the errand assigned by the hall master, so it would be better to give it a tip so as not to fall behind.
"It's okay, thank you Deacon Yang for reminding me."
"Not knowing what's wrong!"
Deacon Yang's face calmed down and muttered in a low voice, ignoring Lin Yun.
Zongwutang Weapon Pavilion.
Since you have chosen sword skills, you naturally have to choose swords for weapons. Deacon Yang did not give him the chance to choose one.
Lin Yun looked at the sword and looked at it. Seeing the three-foot sword body, he was quite satisfied.
This sword is made of Qinggang thousands of times, and Lin Yun has seen many of the standard swords of his disciples as a sword slave.
When observing the sword body pattern, it should be the best level among the green steel sword.
Click!
Without any warning, the sword body suddenly broke and fell to the ground with a swaying sound.
There is only half of the sword in his hand.
"What's going on?"
Deacon Yang stepped forward and snatched the sword body. After watching for a long time, he couldn't understand. He cursed and said, "Let's change another one. The person who bought the Qinggang Sword in the sect will be the second best."
Click! Click! Click!
After changing three in a row, each of them broke without any warning. Deacon Yang looked up and down at Lin Yun: "You sword slave, aren't you causing trouble, right?"
Lin Yun has one hand in raising swordsmanship and is also well-known in the Qingyun Sect.
The four consecutive green steel swords exploded for no reason, making Deacon Yang a little suspicious.
Lin Yun was also puzzled and pondered: "I don't have this ability, and I won't cause trouble at will. Otherwise, Lord Deacon, let me choose it myself?"
"I think beautifully, you wait!"
Deacon Yang glared at Lin Yun, and tinked in the corner where the scrapped swords were piled up in the Weapon Pavilion, and his eyes lit up after a moment.
He took out an old sword covered in rusty and dust, and handed it to Lin Yun without saying a word.
Before Lin Yun could pull out the sword and unsheathed it, he forced it out: "You try the sword after you go back, don't do it here. You have to break it again. I really don't have a sword for you."
After breaking four swords in a row, Lin Yun was a little embarrassed and had to give up.
Before leaving, Deacon Yang looked at Lin Yun and said, "Are you sure you won't change this Liufeng Sword Technique?"
"Not changing?"
"Haha, I have ambition. The high understanding required for this technique is not something you, a sword slave, can imagine. If you don't change it now, I will ask me to change it in the future, and I won't change it for you!"
"Goodbye."
Deacon Yang, who was concerned about Lin Yun's persistence, sneered in his heart, when you beg me!
Two hours later.
In front of Lin Yun's wooden house, he changed into sect clothes. He wore a white robe inside and a green robe outside. His handsome face looked much more energetic.
On the open space in front of the wooden house, sword
The sound roared, Lin Yun danced with his sword, his movements flowed and flowed, and he was free and free.
If Deacon Yang was here, he would definitely have a cold sweat and could not believe it.
In the half month, ordinary people can't proficient Liufeng sword technique. They can actually pick it up in Lin Yun's hands and do whatever they want.
“It doesn’t seem that difficult either.”
After two hours, Lin Yun first glanced at the door and had completed the understanding of the basic sword-tricking of Liufeng Sword Technique.
In addition to the basic sword moves, Liufeng Sword Technique also has three killer moves, gathering swords to form wind, returning light and flowing shadow and wind passing without trace.
The sword technique is still a long way from Xiaocheng, but I think it won't take long.
Looking at the sword body, Lin Yun felt thoughtful. This was the old sword that Deacon Yang threw to him.
The sword is wide and two fingers, the sword is three feet long, and the blade is dull. The sword body is blue-brown, looking old and old, and has no luster.
When I gently tapped on it, there was no crisp metal sound from the heavy sword body.
Lin Yun found out that this should be made of a piece of metal wood, directly polished.
In addition to metal that can forge sword bodies, animal bones, rocks, and metal wood can all become swords, but it is rare.
Metal wood, not an official name, refers to some sharp grass and trees that can match metal hardness.
When Mr. Hong taught him how to cultivate swordsmanship, he gave him a Hundred Flowers Sword Book, which contained many famous swords in the world.
There are many rare swords, which are made of natural plants and trees.
There are many plants and trees that can be used as swords, and the most famous ones are ancient buildings.
The sword in my hand cannot tell the source.
However, its color is dim and has no spiritual energy. No matter how big the background is, it is probably a useless sword.
When plants and trees make swords, the most important thing is the natural Taoist rhyme and spiritual energy. If there is no special maintenance, the spiritual energy will pass away and the Taoist rhyme will not exist, which is not as good as the ordinary mortal sword.
But Lin Yun was still very happy, at least this sword was not broken.
Good maintenance is barely enough.
After retracting the sword and returning to the sheath, Lin Yun took out the Pure Yang Gong and said with some anticipation: "It's time to practice internal energy."
If you don’t practice internal energy, you will never have a way out. Only the third level of martial arts can you be considered a real warrior.
Cross-legged, close your eyes.
After sensing the internal energy in his body, Lin Yun carefully used the pure Yang skill to activate the internal energy in his body.
Initially, not proficient.
The energy is running around in the body and is difficult to control, like a loach.
By the time I was skillful, it was already dark.
Accompanied by the stars in the sky, Lin Yun's expectation has reached its peak and finally successfully operated the Pure Yang Gong.
The mind sinks, the pure yang power moves, and Lin Yun enters a mysterious state.
As the internal energy flowed in his body, he could actually see the internal organs in his body clearly, which was extremely wonderful.
Inside look!
After practicing the third level of martial arts, you can look inside the body and five internal organs, thus truly embarking on the path of a warrior.
However, Lin Yun, who was immersed in the practice of martial arts, did not notice it.
In the mysterious space above the dantian inside, an ancient broken sword existed alone, and the hilt of the sword was still wrapped in nine chains spreading in the darkness.
When he was exercising Pure Yang Gong, some a little spiritual light fell on the broken sword, causing ripples.
With the sprinkling of inspiration, the ends of the chains swell in the darkness.