Lin Yun remained calm on the surface, but he couldn't hide his shock in his heart.
It is hard to imagine that the young man in front of me, who is dirtier than a beggar and has a beard that looks like an overgrown weed, could be the Holy Son of Daoyang.
According to rumors, this person has boundless grace and is the best in the Eastern Barren. Together with the little princess of Shenhuang Mountain, they are called the Twin Stars of the Eastern Barren.
Lin Yun had heard of this man's reputation when he first came to Tiandao Sect. Now that he saw the real person, the contrast was really huge.
"I've met senior brother."
Shocked, Lin Yun still had to be polite.
"Ye Qingtian, you are very good." Li Daoyang chuckled softly. He was here to see Lin Yun.
After seeing him now, I am quite satisfied, even beyond expectations. The only trouble may be his identity.
"Do you want to go to Tianlun Tower?" Li Daoyang said: "It is not the lowest level where other saints enter, but the core secret realm of Tianlun Tower."
"Of course I did."
Lin Yundao: "However, I plan to go after I am promoted to Half-Saint."
The Tianlun Tower was a rare opportunity, and Lin Yun didn't want to waste it when his cultivation level was too low. He had to wait until he entered the holy path before going there.
The higher the realm, the more benefits!
"Smart man, then you can make a breakthrough." Li Daoyang looked at Lin Yun deeply, and then prepared to leave.
"Li Daoyang, you've been out for so long, why didn't you bring a gift for me?" Fairy He said with her hands on her hips.
Li Daoyang said with a smile: "Bring it, bring it, reach out."
"hey-hey."
Fairy Crane smiled and stretched out her hand, full of expectation.
Snap!
Li Daoyang slapped it directly with his palm. The painful Crane Fairy said angrily: "What are you doing!"
"I give all my love to you, the Holy Son." Li Daoyang laughed a few times and left shamelessly.
"Stinky guy, I curse you to never take a bath in your life." Fairy He's face turned red with anger and she felt aggrieved.
Lin Yun smiled, this guy is quite a wonderful person.
"Ye Qingtian, you can't imitate him, this heartless guy." Fairy He pouted.
Lin Yun nodded, and then swallowed the Nine Color Sky Cloud Fruit.
Kaka!
When the holy fruit entered the body, Lin Yun's injuries were completely recovered, and both the cracks on his face and the skin on the surface became as delicate as a baby's.
Without rushing to refine it, Lin Yun took advantage of this feeling and practiced the Firefly Divine Sword into the Holy Scroll on the top of the mountain.
Dead wood grows flowers!
The sun is rising!
So close to the end of the world!
Fire trees and silver flowers!
Drive thunder and lightning!
Tens of thousands of fires engulf the sky!
He continued to practice the six swords he had mastered on the top of the mountain. As time passed, the visions contained in the swordsmanship merged with the rules of heaven and earth.
The speed is getting slower and slower, and the sword light is breathing in and out, as if the world is breathing. The feeling is extremely mysterious.
"Sword Master Tianxuan once said that the Holy Scroll may seem dazzling, but in fact there is a certain pattern, and each sword is related."
Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword, practiced it again and again, and savored the words left by the sword master.
Gradually, I realized that these sword techniques are like colorful beads, each bead is imprinted with a different scenery, but there is still a thread connecting them in series.
"As long as I find this thread, this Holy Scroll will become quite easy."
Lin Yun was very smart. He did not focus on the sword moves themselves, but jumped out and looked at the sword manual from an overall perspective.
This habit was actually developed around Yao Guang. When Yao Guang granted him the way of swordsmanship, he did not deliberately teach him swordsmanship.
He only taught him calligraphy, enlightenment, derivation of the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao, and even practiced with him.
In writing, no matter how clever or complex the sword technique is, there are traces on the paper.
You can look down from a high place!
If you are obsessed with the sword moves themselves, once you get caught up in comprehending them, you will definitely be dazzled and your brain will be fried, and you may not be able to gain anything from reading the scriptures.
While Lin Yun was immersed in cultivation and forgot both things and himself, Li Daoyang had not actually gone far.
Outside the Nine Heavens, he stood side by side with an old man in black, looking into the night sky.
The old man in black has a distinguished status. He is the master of Daoyang Palace, Ye Qianyu, and the master of Li Daoyang.
"Daoyang, how is this kid?" Ye Qianyu asked.
Li Daoyang muttered: "Very good, quite powerful. He is indeed worthy of the word "genius". No, it should be said that the word "genius" is indeed worthy of him."
Ye Qianyu said: "This evaluation is unexpectedly high."
"I think people can't be wrong." Li Daoyang's eyes were full of appreciation and admiration: "Let's not talk about his talent in swordsmanship. What I admire most is his willpower. It is so strong. I have never seen him so ruthless in his life.
people."
"That's not all. He is also very smart. There are many talented people, but there are still too few smart people. He is really smart."
He recalled the scene of Lin Yun breaking through the barrier, stop and go, stop and go, never reckless.
When he stopped, he seemed to be resting, but in fact he was trying to figure it out, allowing his body to adapt to the power of the Human Emperor Sword, and at the same time, it was resolved quietly.
So smart!
There are really too few people like this who know how to hide their clumsiness.
"Sword Master Tianxuan asked him to participate in the famous sword competition, what do you think?" Ye Qianyu stroked his beard with a smile on his face, as if he was interested in testing his beloved disciple.
Holy Son Daoyang smiled and asked, "Master, what do you think?"
Ye Qianyu smiled and said: "Tianxuan is a little impatient. He should have some achievements, but the swordsmanship of Donghuang is too good."
"If Jian Jingtian had not fallen eighteen years ago and had him as an example, the younger generation of Donghuang would have been able to rise up many swordsmanship geniuses and continue their respective inheritances. That wave was too hurt, and the Sword Sect was suppressed too much.
Damn, the Six Holy Lands all have inheritances, and they are hidden from each other and do not communicate with each other."
"The Sword Alliance is different. The major swordsman holy places all over the world have constant exchanges and exchanges with each other. One is going down while the other is going up, but the gap is still very obvious."
Holy Son Daoyang did not deny it and said with a smile: "These disciples also know it, but he is really different. Master, you don't know that willpower is more important than talent. His willpower is too strong."
He looked at Lin Yun from a distance, with light blooming in his eyes.
"Oh, you are very optimistic about him? Then why don't we, master and apprentice, make a bet?" Ye Qianyu said with a smile.
"Okay." Shengzi Daoyang readily agreed.
Ye Qianyu smiled and said: "I bet that he will suffer a loss. What about you, bet that he will take first place?"
Holy Son Daoyang flipped up his long hair like withered grass and said with a disdainful smile: "What does the first place mean? Do you know who the first master of the Famous Sword Tournament twenty years ago was? The first master a hundred years ago.
Do you know who it is?"
"Master, I'm not telling you, your vision is still too low. Master didn't get first place very often when he was a child. Even the top three were difficult. The first place at that time should be Yaoguang. We are different."
Ye Qianyu's cheek twitched, and she suppressed her anger and waited for him to finish.
"I've always been number one since I was little, and I've even gotten hemp. What's the point? It's not fun. Only those who can't get it find it interesting, right, Master." Li Daoyang said with a smile.
Snap!
Ye Qianyu knocked him hard and said angrily: "You dare to pretend in front of the master and speak well."
Li Daoyang touched his head and said with a smile: "Wait until I finish speaking, and it won't be too late to fight again. The first one is really meaningless..."
"You still said!" Ye Qianyu said: "Isn't your master Chunxinqi!"
Li Daoyang dodged this time and said with a smile: "No, I just want to say that being first is really boring. There have been so many firsts in the past three thousand years, but the ones that are really remembered are the Nine Emperors."
"Even if you are as strong as Yaoguang, if you cannot survive this disaster, you will be forgotten sooner or later."
When Ye Qianyu heard this, he sighed deeply, acquiescing to his statement.
Li Daoyang continued: "So it's meaningless to bet on him being number one. Five hundred years from now on, he will be the strongest sword in a thousand years. I bet that he will make the entire Eastern Wilderness Sword Dao rise. Even if it takes five hundred years or eight hundred years, he will be the strongest swordsman in the world."
Even the sword tournament cannot avoid this person!"
Ye Qianyu took a breath, looked at Ye Qingtian involuntarily, and said in a deep voice: "Your evaluation is really too high."
"Whether it's high or not, we'll have to wait and see, maybe it's still low." Li Daoyang said indifferently.
Ye Qianyu no longer dwells on this topic. He asked Li Daoyang to observe this person for another purpose.
"So, are you sure it's him?" Ye Qianyu said seriously.
The smile on Li Daoyang's face faded and he said solemnly: "It's up to him. If I die, I will let him be the leader of the sect. If he is interested, he can be the leader if he wants to, as long as he can bear the word "Tiandao"
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"Anyway, we can't let the little bastards from those families be complacent. It's time to clean up the gangsters who cheated and cheated. The only trouble now is that I can't confirm his identity. He is definitely not the original Ye Qingtian."
The two of them were talking about the position of the sect leader!
The leader of the Tiandao Sect is too special, and he has to hold on to the word Tiandao in order to truly do it steadily and for a long time.
There are only two outcomes for the leader of the Tiandao Sect in history, either to become famous in Kunlun or to compete with the heavens.
Or die suddenly without knowing how.
Li Daoyang is determined to become the sect leader, integrate all the forces, and completely clean up the fragmented Tiandao Sect.
But he didn't dare to say that he would be able to withstand the word "Tiandao".
So I came to find a spare tire, and of course it was not a spare tire.
According to Li Daoyang's idea, if the other party is willing, there is no harm in him being a spare tire.
The only trouble now is Ye Qingtian's identity.
"I'm not worried about this at all." Qianyu Great Sage said confidently: "He has a close relationship with the three great sages. Tianxuan, Jingchen, and Long Yun all take good care of him, which is different from other saints.
, obviously know his details."
"The most important thing is that Ye Qinghong, Xiao Jamyan and Zhang Kui all disappeared in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs not long ago. They all suspected that they were killed by him, but they couldn't take action because there was no evidence."
Li Daoyang smiled and said: "It's okay now... Hey, why is this guy's sword intention getting stronger and stronger? Isn't he really going to be promoted to Dacheng sword intention?"
Ye Qianyu also noticed it and said in surprise: "The state of the Galaxy Sword Intention is a qualitative change, enough to completely change one's self. It is extremely difficult. How did he do it? One Nine Color Sky Cloud Fruit is enough? Impossible!
"
“But looking at it now, it’s not a matter of possibility, it’s definitely going to happen!”
The master and disciple looked at each other, and the next moment their faces showed joy.
If Ye Qingtian can cultivate the Galaxy Sword Intent to perfection in the realm of Nirvana, it will be a treasure for Tiandao Sect!
Jiuchong Mountain.
Lin Yun was sitting cross-legged, and he was running the Dragon Phoenix Destruction Firmness to continuously refine the Sky Cloud Fruit, while the sword intent deep in his eyebrows was increasing at an unparalleled speed.
Every moment, the sword's will becomes more refined, like an explosion of chaos, and new worlds are constantly being born.
Not long after, his body was surrounded by nine-colored light, and many black and white figures appeared around him.
The images imagined in my mind materialized bit by bit, and the Firefly Divine Sword continued to evolve.
He was like a volcano about to erupt, the sword intent in his body kept surging like magma, and the accumulated power became more and more terrifying.
But it never erupted, as if it was stuck by some invisible force and could never really erupt.
Ye Qianyu looked solemn, stroking his beard and said: "The bottleneck is still too strong. It may be difficult to break it in one fell swoop."
"Let me try."
Li Daoyang took a deep breath, and ancient runes appeared on his hands as white as jade.
boom!
The next moment, his body burned like the sun, and golden holy light bloomed in his deep eyes.
The half-saint's power surged crazily, and then he opened his mouth fiercely, spitting out a sword.
The sword is like blazing divine gold, the golden light shines, the surface is imprinted with ancient sacred patterns, and the tip of the sword is extremely sharp.
The moment the sword appeared, the air seemed to be ignited, and the space seemed to be distorted.
"go!"
Holy Son Daoyang flicked his finger, and the golden holy sword pierced the void, and struck Lin Yun's head in a flash.
Feeling this pressure, the sword intent surging like magma in Lin Yun's body exploded with a bang.
The volcano created by the Galaxy Sword Intent finally exploded at this moment.
Lin Yun let out a long roar, his eyes burst out with sword light, and the power of the sword continued to surge.
With a rumble, the vast sword power surged out, knocking the golden holy sword away as if it were a substance.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun's long hair was dancing wildly. He stood on the top of the mountain and raised his head sharply, looking at the sky.
Click, click, click!
The thirty-six layers of the sky were broken open layer by layer, and the Galaxy Sword Intention deep in the eyebrows suddenly burst out of the body, and came to the thirty-sixth sky like the soul leaving the body.
Thousands of stars bloomed in the galaxy of the universe, and the sword intention turned into a huge figure, looking in all directions.
"Good guy, this movement is really big." Li Daoyang opened his mouth and swallowed the Golden Light Holy Sword, looking at this scene in shock.
This is the sword cultivator. He is very envious. Lin Yun is right. He is indeed not a sword cultivator. He practices the martial arts inherited from Daoyang Palace, refines the physical divine art, and follows the path of devouring.
Ye Qianyu felt disappointed and suddenly said: "Daoyang, the bet we made just now, what should I do if I lose?"
Li Daoyang took out a pill burning with holy light and said with a smile: "Just eat this. This is the essence I have saved for three years."
"What is this?"
Ye Qianyu frowned.
"Good thing, I just rubbed it in my armpit, it will definitely stay fresh." Li Daoyang said proudly.
"You are really not a son of a man!" Ye Qianyu said through gritted teeth, and then struck out fiercely, "Get out!"
Then, with a direct palm strike, Li Daoyang was knocked out of the air and flew thousands of meters before crashing into a mountain peak.
Li Daoyang climbed out helplessly and said with a wry smile: "This is really the essence of the Holy Fire of the Sun. I can't even bear to give it to Fairy Crane. Forget it, let's give it to Fairy Crane."
