Tianxuan Sword Master is so powerful that even his true appearance is revealed.
Lin Yun took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down and said, "Senior... you are joking."
"The whole lineage of Yaoguang is not like this. Do you dare to do it or not admit it?" Tianxuan Sword Master sneered.
Master, what exactly have you done?
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart and said: "Uncle Master, I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Still pretending to be stupid?"
Tianxuan Sword Master said coldly: "Is this what Jian Wuming taught you? If you don't admit it anymore, I will kill you right now!"
boom!
The majestic murderous aura fell, and the turtle divine seal in Lin Yun's body was immediately greatly impacted, and there was a faint tendency to collapse at any time.
"Then master, uncle, just kill me."
Lin Yun said in a deep voice.
Buzz!
Without any warning, a holy sword came through the air and landed at the tip of Lin Yun's eyes in an instant.
Lin Yuncang Long Jianxin had sensed it for a long time, but in the end he did not hide, or even blinked.
The cold light on the tip of the sword was just a hair away from his eyes, which would have frightened an ordinary person.
Time seemed to have stopped. Whoops, Tianxuan Sword Master waved his hand, and the holy sword withdrew again.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, great uncle, for showing mercy."
"I am not showing mercy, I just confirmed your identity."
Tianxuan Sword Master said calmly: "Ye Guhan and Ye Qingtian do have a close relationship. It was he who begged for Ye Qingtian's love that day, so I didn't kill him."
"But I met him a year ago. He did have a hidden agenda when he sneaked into the Holy Immortal Pond."
Lin Yun's expression changed, Tianxuan Sword Master actually knew this.
"A person's talent can be accumulated over time, his cultivation can skyrocket out of thin air, and his swordsmanship can advance rapidly. But there is one thing that is difficult to change. Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know."
"It's the desire for life. He is a person who is trying to survive. Ye Qingtian has a lot of concern in his heart. Even if he suffers great humiliation, he will still survive."
Tianxuan Sword Saint said: "You are not, and there is no such person in the Yaoguang lineage. Yesterday when you were writing, I guessed your identity. Qinghe did not dare to see me.
You didn't dodge the sword strike just now, I'm already convinced in my heart."
Lin Yun's eyes changed and he was noncommittal.
"If you want to pretend, just keep pretending. I don't even bother to expose you, just like I didn't want to expose Jian Wuming back then." There is a hint of cold edge hidden in Tianxuan Sword Master's cold expression.
The character and arrogance that only sword cultivators have.
"From now on, you will practice your sword here with me." Tianxuan Sword Master muttered.
"How long will it take to practice?"
"Let's learn the thirteenth sword first."
Tianxuan Sword Master's body was once again bathed in the holy light, becoming unfathomable, as misty and distant as clouds, and high above.
She took out the paper and inkstone, then lowered her head to write.
As the pen and ink take shape, every stroke, every stroke, every stroke, is filled with boundless holy light.
Swish, swish, swish!
Six ink figures flew out of the paper, holding holy swords, and came towards Lin Yun to kill.
But it is exactly the same as Yaoguang's method of teaching disciples, except that Tianxuan Sword Master is more ruthless.
The six ink figures are all fierce and fierce, and they all wield the Firefly Divine Sword.
And without exception, all sword intentions have reached the realm of the galaxy, and their cultivation levels are all in the realm of nirvana.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun suddenly had no other thoughts and soared into the sky, but after landing, he was still surrounded by figures.
He didn't care much at first, but soon began to complain secretly.
Whoops!
Within a moment, there were sword wounds left on his body, blood flew everywhere, and the sword fire of the stars continued to burn on the wounds.
Even with the Double Dragon Holy Body, Lin Yun grimaced in pain. The feeling was really uncomfortable.
Tianxuan Sword Master ignored it and continued to write. The ink figure's sword moves changed again, and it was still the Firefly Divine Sword. The second sword, the third sword and the fourth sword were used one after another.
Even though Soryu Kenshin warned him, Lin Yun was still tired of coping, and his injuries continued to increase.
On the square in front of the Wuchen Palace, there were sword lights and shadows of people.
Lin Yun pushed the Sun-Chasing Divine Technique to the limit, moving about every inch, almost splitting into six.
But he was still at a loss, and finally at the seventh sword blow, the funeral flower in his hand was directly knocked away.
Rub rub rub rub!
Six ink figures blocked him with swords from all directions, rendering him unable to move for an instant.
"Is this the level of Yaoguang disciple?"
Tianxuan Sword Master stopped writing and said with a slight sarcasm.
Lin Yun's eyes looked extremely dissatisfied, and he deliberately sacrificed the Azure Dragon Sword Heart and unfolded the Golden Crow Holy Wings.
But the moment he raised his head, his eyes met with those of the other party, who looked quite amused.
It seems that besides, you like to pretend, and it depends on how long you keep pretending, just waiting for Lin Yun to take the initiative to reveal his identity.
I just pretended!
Lin Yun's temper also got worse. He stretched out his hand and flicked the holy sword in front of him, then carried two swords hard, and finally Zhan Hua flew in and blocked the remaining four swords.
"Is the Tianxuan lineage nothing more than this?"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled with a smile on his lips.
But he soon stopped laughing. Tianxuan Sword Master didn't talk nonsense with him and kept writing.
Then write, then dance with the sword.
When the twelve swords were finished, Lin Yun was covered in sword wounds and bleeding, and he knelt on the ground with one knee holding the sword.
"Where is another sword?"
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered, "There are still ten thousand swords left in the Thirteen Yinghuo Swords that have not been used yet."
"Have a rest for half a stick of incense and continue."
Tianxuan Sword Master did not answer and only asked him to rest for half a stick of incense.
Then the cycle starts again!
By the time the sun sets, the Yinghuo sword technique has been cycled nearly a hundred times, and every time the thirteen swords and ten thousand swords are not unified.
This made Lin Yundu a little suspicious. Tianxuan Sword Master was not here to teach him swordsmanship, but purely to retaliate.
If he is willing to teach, he should also teach him Ten Thousand Swords to Unite. Lin Yun has already learned the previous twelve swords.
"Continue tomorrow."
Tianxuan Sword Master rose up in the sky, not even staying for a moment.
Lin Yun took a deep breath, and after all, he didn't ask any questions. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to heal his wounds.
He is not someone who gives up easily.
…
The next day.
Sword cultivators from all over the place gathered in small groups and rushed towards Yuyang Palace. Today was the day for Tianxuan Sword Master to examine everyone, and no one dared to delay.
In two days, each of the three words left by Tianxuan Sword Master on that day gained a lot.
Wang Ziyue came to Chen Zhong and whispered, "Have you seen Ye Qingtian?"
"without."
Chenzhong shook his head.
Ye Qingtian is 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 originally planned to invite Lin Yun to accompany him today, but he missed it. After arriving at the dojo, he still did not see the latter.
"Don't worry, that guy will definitely come." Chen Zhong said nonchalantly.
Wang Ziyue looked at the Sifang Sword Cultivator and muttered: "I don't know why my uncle suddenly paid attention to the Naming Sword Conference. He has never paid attention to it in the past so many conferences."
Chen Zhong smiled and said: "In the past, Tiandao Sect's rankings were very poor. After all, the sect was not established with swords. Maybe my uncle can't stand it."
"Maybe."
Wang Ziyue responded casually and glanced around again, but still did not see Lin Yun.
Gradually, others also discovered that Lin Yun had not arrived.
"Where are the people?"
Everyone in the Ye family, who had arrived early and was filled with anger, had expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
In the end, after Tianxuan Sword Master arrived, Lin Yun was still nowhere to be seen.
Everyone in the dojo was filled with doubts. Sword Master Tianxuan left two hours later, and everyone in the dojo could no longer hold back any pressure.
"Why didn't Ye Qingtian come?"
"Isn't this guy scared? He ran away so fast yesterday. He must be afraid that Brother Qinghong will cause trouble for him..."
"I think there is a high probability that my uncle will drive him away!"
"After all, if I disrespect my uncle in public, my uncle must have disliked him in his heart even if he didn't say it openly."
"After all, he's just a thief."
As a result, the news that Ye Qingtian was kicked out by Tianxuan Sword Master spread like wildfire.
These people didn't know that Tianxuan Sword Master, who was flying away, landed in the square in front of Wuchen Palace after a few breaths.
In the square, Lin Yun's figure was divided into six. Everyone was using the same sword technique, and without exception, they all used the Firefly Divine Sword.
wrong!
Tianxuan Sword Master's eyes were slightly focused, and he immediately found clues. It turned out that the sword techniques used by the six afterimages were different.
Although they are both Firefly Divine Swords, or even the same sword, the order of each sword is different, and the artistic conception of each sword is also slightly different.
In the confusion, a sword was cast, and the space overlapped.
The power of the swordsmanship skyrockets out of thin air, and the situation changes color and the space is scattered, which is extremely scary to watch.
Tianxuan Sword Master was fascinated for a moment, and he could vaguely see the shadow of Yao Guang back then.
Time and space were chaotic. The man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth. He looked back and said with a smile: "Ziyuan, how is my swordsmanship? I can defeat your sword move yesterday with just a flick of the hand."
"You...have been practicing swordplay all night? Do you really don't want to lose to me?"
"No, it doesn't take one night to break your sword moves."
"Your hair is frosted..."
"This is sword frost, not frozen. Come on, let's try again. I'm not someone who gives up easily."
Whoosh!
Lin Yun sheathed his sword and found that Tianxuan Sword Master had arrived without knowing when. He smiled and said, "Uncle Master, how is my swordsmanship?"
Tianxuan Sword Master woke up with a start, his expression changed, and his voice was unusually soft: "Have you been practicing swordplay all night?"
"Of course, I am not someone who gives up easily." Lin Yun said loudly, with sharp eyes.
Who would have thought that after saying this, Tianxuan Sword Master became furious and sneered: "Your Yaoguang lineage really hasn't changed at all. Can't you afford to lose? It doesn't matter if you lose once!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Tianxuan Sword Master resumed writing and writing, and the ink figure once again came to kill with a sword, but this time it was not six figures.
But a total of eighteen figures!
Compared with yesterday, the difficulty tripled, and the confident Lin Yun was directly taught how to behave.
The next time will be like this every day.
Lin Yun said he was practicing swordplay, but in fact he was getting beaten whenever Lin Yun felt he could handle it.
Tianxuan Sword Master immediately increased the difficulty, not giving him any chance to succeed.
In just seven days, the number of ink figures fighting Lin Yun increased from six to seventy-two.
Invisibly, Lin Yun could feel that his Firefly Divine Sword was improving every day.
Even the Chasing Sun Divine Technique has skyrocketed a lot. Every time the limit is exceeded, the strength is improving by leaps and bounds.
It's just that this inhuman teaching method brings not only physical exhaustion, but also mental frustration.
Several times, Lin Yun couldn't hold on any longer and thought about sacrificing the Azure Dragon Sword Heart, the Golden Crow Sacred Wings, the Burying Sky Stars, and the Supreme Dragon Seal.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
I have to say that the rewards of such persistence are indeed huge.
In such a short period of time, all of his Firefly Divine Swords have reached a state of subtlety.
Lin Yun had a lot of understanding about the Yinghuo Divine Sword, and he suddenly understood why he couldn't master Ten Thousand Swords.
The true essence of Ten Thousand Swords Unified is not to combine all the changes in the previous sword moves into one and then explode directly.
As a result, the power of sword moves has been improved to an unprecedented level.
Its true meaning still lies in the word "return to one". If you want to return to one, you must first return to zero.
Forget all the previous twelve swords, and then return to the first sword, the light of the firefly.
Like a circle!
After turning around in a circle, it seems that you have returned to the starting point, but in fact, after the circle is drawn, the light of the fireflies that are stabbed out again is completely different.
On the morning of the eighth day, Tianxuan Sword Master stood in the air, watching Lin Yun practicing his sword below without falling.
In the square in front of the temple.
Rub rub rub rub!
Lin Yun took twelve steps in a row, leaving an afterimage behind every step he took, and each afterimage had a sword.
The afterimage lingers, and from a distance, it looks like a firefly has walked out of its short life.
From the light of fireflies, to the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, to the blood of silver, to the silver glow of the bright moon...
Many afterimages surround it, forming a circle.
On the thirteenth step, Lin Yun stepped back to the starting point, many afterimages overlapped, and all kinds of strange phenomena turned into the light of fireflies again, until a sword was thrust out.
boom!
This sword seemed to be alive and could not be wiped out. The light was so bright that the entire Wuchen Palace trembled under this sword.
"Ten thousand swords unite, it's done."
Lin Yun was ecstatic, feeling that all the hard work was finally worth it.
The sword thrust out just now, and the void trembled, as if a door had been pushed open by him.
With one sword, everything becomes empty, but the real door suddenly opens, like an enlightenment.
Sure enough, there is another volume of Firefly Sword Technique.
Going round and round, the entire Thirteen Firefly Swords are just a key, used to open the real door of the Firefly Divine Sword.
He couldn't wait for Tianxuan Sword Master to arrive, and he happened to see him when he raised his head.
"Uncle Master, ten thousand swords unite, I know how to do it."
Lin Yun said quickly.
"It only takes seven days. Yaoguang really taught a stupid apprentice."
Tianxuan Sword Master was shocked. It took Bai Shuying a whole month to figure it out, but he could do it in seven days.
Another basin of cold water. Lin Yun had already gotten used to it during this period. He smiled and said, "Master, uncle, what do you want to teach me today?"
"Ye Qingtian, I ask you, how many words have I written in these seven days?"
Tianxuan Sword Master stood in the sky and answered the question.
"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 won't be so distracted."
Tianxuan Sword Master said coldly: "Remember it, I wrote a total of thirty-six words. Rotten wood cannot be carved. I will punish you for three days of self-examination!"
Whoosh!
She moved her hands in the air, and the paper she had written on before unfolded like a painting.
Thirty-six scrolls and thirty-six ancient characters sealed Lin Yun inside like a cage of heaven and earth.
Each picture scroll releases majestic holy light, and the handwriting contains the supreme Taoist rhyme. The ancient meaning is vast, making people seem extremely insignificant.
"Master-uncle..."
Lin Yun suddenly felt dizzy. When he raised his head, Tianxuan Sword Saint ignored him and drifted away.
[The plot of Tiandaozong will take some time to write. Please be patient. There is actually a lot involved, including Yaoguang's past, as well as the foreshadowing of the main plot, and the interactions between Lin Yun, Bai Shuying and Xinyan. In addition, Tianxuan Sword Master
Everything she did today had her purpose. I buried a small hole in her when she first appeared.]
