Lin Yun stood by the river, looking gloomy and saying nothing.
He has been like this since he came back from the sect's main hall, with an unusually depressed expression.
Now the mood has calmed down, and it is not as exciting as in the sect hall, but the depression deep in my heart cannot be relieved for a while.
"Lin Yun, you were impulsive just now..." Xiao Bingfeng looked at it for a long time and then said in deep thought: "Then the old man may have other purposes?"
"I was indeed impulsive. It's a bit too much to say that we don't owe each other anything. But forget it. If you can't explain it to him, what you care about is just a trivial matter in the eyes of others. No matter how much you say, it doesn't matter.
use."
Lin Yun sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his words.
"Theoretically speaking, he is actually right. After all, you agreed to him first. Otherwise, the old guy probably won't use favors to force you." Xiao Bingfeng tried to comfort her. Although she didn't like what happened.
The old man has a stinky face all day long.
He could tell from other people's experiences that the old man didn't have a bad intention, but his temper was a bit too bad.
"It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just that the Tao is different."
Lin Yun's eyes were slightly focused, with a sad look on his face.
He and Ye Ziling had similar experiences. From a certain perspective, he could empathize with the other person's thoughts and obsessions.
He knew very well what this Cangxuan Palace ranking match meant to her.
Just like when he promised Brother Xin Jue, that was his intention to pursue the sword, and that was his obsession.
It is more important than life, but in the eyes of the old man, it is not worth mentioning, and it is even called nonsense.
Lin Yun had long heard Ye Ziling say that her father didn't care much about the Cangxuan Palace sect ranking competition. She didn't take it seriously at the time, but only after real contact did she realize how much disappointment this sentence contained.
"You are just a passerby."
Xiao Bingfeng looked up and said softly.
"Of course I know."
Lin Yun did not refute, he just thought of many past events and said softly: "I have experienced too much, and I know very well that sometimes a turn around may mean that we will never see each other again in a lifetime. But the more I experience too much, the more I cherish it.
Before we turned around, I was a passer-by, but I was also a disciple of the Fuyun Sword Sect."
Xiao Bingfeng seemed to understand, and said softly: "Do you want to talk to Ye Ziling?"
Lin Yun thought for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, I'll take the blame..."
There was something wrong with the relationship between the two fathers and daughters. If Ye Ziling really knew about it, she would definitely not blame herself and would only blame Headmaster Fuyun for the reason.
With her nature, it is possible to sever the relationship between father and daughter.
…
Zongmen main hall.
Headmaster Fuyun sighed, looked at Luo Hua aside, and said with a stiff expression: "Let Luo Hua
The young master is laughing."
"What's so funny? Please explain it to me."
Luo Hua said coldly.
Master Fuyun looked slightly startled, obviously not expecting that the other party's tone would be so rude. But the aura of the other party made these words very natural, as if she was born to be superior to others.
What was even more surprising was that there was a hint of thorn in her words, as if she was quite dissatisfied with herself.
interesting!
Headmaster Fuyun narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Master Luo, it seems that he has a close relationship with Lin Yun. Can't you see me using my power to force others?"
"From your point of view, he is just a passerby. Participating in the Cangxuan Mansion Ranking Tournament is nothing more than a waste of time. I am sure that the Famous Sword Conference is more important for improving his strength. When the one-year period expires, he will become a disciple of the Yaoguang Sword Saint.
The resistance will become smaller..."
Luo Hua looked indifferent and said softly: "As far as you are concerned, this is also for his own good. What he and Ye Ziling care about are just trivial matters. But do you still remember what the first thing he said when he came in?"
First sentence?
Master Fuyun's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately remembered. Lin Yun's first sentence was, Disciple Lin Yun, has met the master.
Disciple Lin Yun!
Headmaster Fuyun's heart trembled slightly, he naturally understood the difference between his disciple Lin Yun and Lin Yun, and his eyes showed surprise.
"He has only been here for half a year, and he already considers himself a disciple of Fuyun Sword Sect. You...have been in Cangxuan Mansion for almost eighteen years, but it seems that you have not yet become the master of Fuyun Sword Sect. You have something in your heart
Hateful and unwilling, you have always lived in the shadow of Jian Jingtian, living in the reputation of Yaoguang Sword Master's most proud disciple."
Under the white gauze bamboo hat, Luo Hua said expressionlessly and looked at the other party indifferently.
She knew very well how amazingly talented the other party was back then, and how terrifying his talent was in the ancient realm. He was known as the disciple most likely to bring the Sword Sect back to the Holy Land, a genius who had not seen the world for three thousand years.
His name is Jian Jingtian, and he cuts through the nine heavens with a cold light. He is not a king. His actual age is not as old as he looks, and he is not over fifty years old.
"You know so much."
Headmaster Fuyun looked at Luo Hua with a stern expression, and said decisively: "But I do Jian Jingtian, and I don't need you as a junior to train me. I never care about right or wrong! If you want me to be with that kid
Apologize, just forgive me, even if you are Master’s friend, I can’t do it!”
This old man is so stubborn!
Luo Hua was speechless, even though she knew she was wrong, she was so stubborn, but Lin Yun couldn't be any better.
The two guys are, at best, arrogant, but at worst, they have bad tempers.
…
The Cangxuan Palace ranking match is approaching, not only the Fuyun Sword Sect is making some noise, but also the Xuanwang Palace, Qinglei Temple, Qianhe Tower and other sects are also making a lot of noise.
In the martial arts arena of Xuanwang Palace.
There is Chu Tianhao, the number one young person in Cangxuan Palace
, fighting one against two, his opponents were actually two half-step divine elixir deacons.
Its body exuded an astonishing light, and the power of a king appeared. The majestic momentum crushed it, making the two deacons who were half a step into the divine elixir realm feel extremely uncomfortable.
Most of his cultivation was restricted, and he was completely unable to exert his full power.
At the feet of Chu Tianhao, ancient handwriting emerged, which was a black word "王". But the way of writing was different from now, one stroke after another, rusty, revealing the murderous intention of the handwriting.
During the rotation, the ripples spread out round and round.
Covered in this ripple, Chu Tianhao's whole body was shining brightly, and every move he made looked like an overlord who ruled the world, capable of splitting the earth and becoming a king.
After dozens of moves, Chu Tianhao shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder.
Bang!
A dazzling electric light exploded in the void. Under the light, Chu Tianhao's figure seemed to be frozen.
The two deacons took action at the same time, each putting a palm mark on his body, but they were immediately knocked away as soon as they touched him.
After landing, they each spit out blood, their faces were extremely pale, and they took several steps back before barely standing still.
"The Ancient Seal of the Hanging King!"
The two elders looked closely and saw that Chu Tianhao's body was filled with a thick layer of black light. The light flowed like a liquid, and the ancient mark flashed inside. It was this mark that knocked the two of them away just now.
This is a secret technique that can only be mastered by cultivating the Xuan Wang Jue to the highest level. Once it is used to kill enemies at an impressive level, it is very terrifying.
It has been hundreds of years in the Xuanwang Palace, but no one has cultivated to such a level. Chu Tianhao is worthy of being the most powerful evildoer among the younger generation of Cangxuan Palace.
"good!"
Amidst the laughter, an old man with extraordinary abilities slowly appeared.
"I've met the palace master!"
The two deacons looked solemn, regardless of their injuries, and quickly bowed their hands.
"Tianhao, you have finally mastered the Xuan Wang Jue to the twelfth level before the Cangxuan Palace ranking match." The old man smiled and looked at Chu Tianhao, unable to hide his excitement.
Chu Tianhao's expression was calm, his sharpness restrained, and he smiled lightly and said: "I vaguely feel that there is another level to this Xuan Wang Jue."
"oh?"
Now even the master of the Xuanwang Palace was a little surprised.
"After successfully condensing the ancient seal of the Xuan King, I touched the surface of the king's will and gained a little bit." Chu Tianhaofeng said calmly.
"The king's will?"
The Master of the Xuanwang Palace was astonished. The Way of the King is an extremely high-ranking avenue among many avenues. It can be called the Supreme Avenue. Once it is successfully understood, it is enough to compete with the third-level martial arts will of other avenues.
"It's just scratching the surface."
Chu Tianhao smiled modestly, but then said coldly: "It is more than enough to wipe out the Cangxuan Mansion."
