Fairy He led the way, and Lin Yun followed. After passing through a light gate, the two of them arrived above the sea of clouds.
There is a pavilion standing in the middle of the sea of clouds, and the white-clothed Confucian scholar in the courtyard in front of the building is still playing the guqin.
The playing was still Zhan Tian Que, a chilling ancient song, and the sound was like a desolate wind. After listening to it, it seemed like there were sword shadows everywhere in front of my eyes.
Lin Yun didn't take it seriously. This senior's musical attainments still hadn't improved much.
"Master, we have brought this little guy! He is very powerful. He has condensed two sword stars." Fairy Crane said respectfully.
The Confucian scholar in white smiled and said, "I know."
"The night falls to the sky, and the Xinghe Sword Intention is perfected. What do you think?" The Confucian scholar in white said with a smile.
Lin Yun looked respectful and slightly nervous.
He now knows the identity of this white-clothed Confucian scholar. Great Sage Long Yun told him that he was the Kunlun Sword Emperor before Yu Qingfeng.
He is also the former leader of the Tiandao Sect, a ruthless man with amazing talents and one of the strongest people in the Thirty-Six Heavens.
Unfortunately, he was defeated by Yu Qingfeng, and his body disappeared. He left behind a sentence: If he had the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, how could he be defeated?
Lin Yun thought for a moment and said: "After the success, I realized that the Galaxy Sword Intent has just begun, and there is still a long way to go."
The Confucian scholar in white shook his head: "That's not what I meant."
Lin Yun thought for a moment and had many thoughts, but he felt that none of them were what the white-clothed Confucian wanted to hear.
"Senior, please tell me." Lin Yun said respectfully.
The white-clothed scholar laughed dumbly: "Don't you feel that the resources are not enough?"
"This... I really feel it."
Lin Yun didn't expect that the white-clothed Confucian was talking about this. He thought he would talk about some insights into the way of swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that he was talking about resources.
"Don't think that talking about resources is vulgar." The Confucian scholar in white said: "Even if you step into the Holy Realm or even the Imperial Realm, you will still talk about these common things, and even fight for them more fiercely."
"In a world of great strife, what we are fighting for is, to put it bluntly, fame and fortune. Even sword cultivators cannot avoid it."
Lin Yunshen agreed, nodded and said with a smile: "Senior is right, I don't have much idea about what to do with the resources after this."
"Li Daoyang's words may not necessarily be the same path. The Tiandao Sect's family background is still very strong. I have been the leader of the clan." The white-clothed Confucian scholar said with a smile.
Lin Yun: "Holy Son?"
"You are an eternal genius who was born for the sword. It would be a pity if your talent was buried because of resources." The white-clothed Confucian said sternly.
Fairy He was secretly surprised by the fact that her master had such a high opinion of Ye Qingtian. He was a genius through the ages.
The eyes of the white-clothed Confucian scholar were as deep as stars: "Ye Qingtian, if you are willing to become the Holy Son, I can open the back door."
If Lin Yun can become the Holy Son, Lin Yun will naturally want whatever he wants in the Tiandao Sect.
Just look at Li Daoyang, who swallowed sixteen Xingyao Sacred Artifacts, and you can see how rich the Tiandao Sect's family is.
But the key to the problem is that once you become the Holy Son, you are completely bound to Tiandao Sect.
If he wants to quit in the future, it will probably be very difficult. How will he get along with himself in the Sword Sect in the future?
Even if we don't talk about this, if he conflicts with other forces for the Sword Sect, how will the Tiandao Sect deal with it?
But the Confucian scholar in white clothes was not an ordinary person. He also had many treasures in his hands, and Fairy He just said a few words about them.
Lin Yun thought for a moment, but finally refused. He stood up and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. If the Tiandao Sect is in trouble, I will definitely be willing to go through fire and water, but I am still too scared to become the Holy Son."
"Do you have other identities?" said the Confucian scholar in white, "It doesn't matter. If you become the Holy Son, you can do what you want."
Lin Yun shook his head and politely refused.
Seeing this, the white-clothed Confucian scholar stopped pushing and said, "Okay, you have your own persistence, so I won't push you. It's just..."
He sighed, a look of pity on his face.
"This is Feitian Tower."
The white-clothed Confucian scholar stood up, pointed to the attic at the back, and said softly: "There are some common objects in it that I have collected in front of me. It is also a supreme sacred artifact and a secret treasure of space."
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and then he looked away again.
"He'er, take him to the first floor for a walk," said the Confucian scholar in white.
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Yun was not polite and held up his hands to express his thanks.
"It's just one layer. There are some annotations on the Firefly Divine Sword in the first layer. You can read it."
"That's enough."
Lin Yun smiled, not dissatisfied.
He is neither the descendant of the other party, nor the holy son of Tiandao Sect, nor is he even an outsider.
As the previous sect leader, the white-clothed Confucian scholar could help him like this, and Lin Yun was extremely grateful in his heart.
What's more, the previous mastery of the Galaxy Sword Intent relied on the other party's guidance.
"Ye Qingtian, come with me."
Fairy He really liked Lin Yun and pulled him into Feitian Tower.
She took Lin Yun into the Feitian Tower, looking back several times as if she had something to say.
"Little girl, what do you want to say?" Lin Yundao said.
Fairy He whispered: "Ye Qingtian, master has seen many geniuses over the years, but even Saint Daoyang has not made 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 can't give you everything he has."
Lin Yun laughed dumbly and said: "Girl, what are you thinking about? Senior has been so kind to me, I can't even thank you enough."
"Hehe, in fact, you can find Saint Daoyang. He has the Feitian Token and can enter and leave this building at any time. As long as you borrow the Feitian Token, the master will definitely not stop you." Fairy He blinked and gave Lin Yun an idea.
.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "This is a reliable idea."
"Absolutely reliable, just trick him." Fairy He said with a smile.
Fairy He took Lin Yun to the bookshelf. There were many annotations on the Firefly Divine Sword, and each volume was extremely heavy.
Lin Yun found the Sainthood Scroll and flipped through it. There was a name at the bottom of each volume, and without exception they were all Great Saints.
These were extremely precious. He was fascinated by them, but he was not too immersed in them.
Tianxuan Sword Master once said that you still have to rely on yourself to understand the way of swordsmanship. These can only be used as a reference.
These annotations all have their own truths, and some of them even conflict with each other.
For example, a sword master named Ting Yu felt that the secret of the second volume of the Firefly Divine Sword was life.
The Thirteen Swords seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they all interpret the avenue of life. Whether it is a dead tree growing flowers or the sun rising into the sky, they are all related to life.
Another sword master thought it was death and had to use death to connect these sword moves together.
There are also various opinions, all of which are different. Lin Yun is dazzled by it, and feels that it is more difficult than practicing swordsmanship.
"Yu Qingfeng."
Suddenly, he saw a scroll of bamboo slips, which was the annotation of Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng.
Lin Yun's heart was moved. The white-clothed Confucian scholar even had comments about his opponent.
Unlike other long annotations, Yu Qingfeng's annotation only has five words.
Don’t rush to be first when the water is running!
Lin Yunzhuo shrank fiercely, what does Sword Emperor write? What is the fight for if the flowing water does not compete first?
After reading it all around, Lin Yun felt confused.
"Ye Qingtian, you can choose to take one roll out." Fairy He reminded her.
"good."
Lin Yun nodded and selected three volumes of annotations from the sea of books, but when he was about to leave, he remembered that sentence again.
The flowing water does not compete with others.
"never mind."
Lin Yun put the scroll back, and did not choose the Sword Emperor one. He only left with the words "Liu Shui Don't Race First".
"You didn't bring a single scroll?" The Confucian scholar in white saw Lin Yun coming out empty-handed.
"That's enough."
Lin Yun smiled and said that it was enough for him to have these annotations and combine them with his own cultivation insights.
The most important thing is that he remembered the five words left by Yu Qingfeng, "Liu Shui does not compete with others".
The Confucian scholar in white didn't think much and said: "Follow me."
"Um."
Lin Yun nodded.
Whoosh!
The white-clothed scholar grabbed Lin Yun's shoulders and rose into the sky. When he fell, he came to a surging river.
This is a magical place where the rivers are like flowing cloth, twisting, bending and intersecting.
In the core surrounded by many rivers, a star shines as brightly as the sun, and there are stars blooming faintly in the river below.
"Taohuo!"
Lin Yun's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately knew where this place was.
This is the Dao Fire left by the Human Emperor Sword, and these rivers are its galaxies.
"Have you seen the Human Emperor Sword?" the Confucian scholar in white asked.
"I only saw a shadow. I'm not sure if it's the Human Emperor Sword." Lin Yun said truthfully.
The Confucian scholar in white smiled and said: "That is the shadow of the Human Emperor Sword when it left. What you see should be the scene three thousand years ago."
"Oh." Lin Yun looked a little disappointed.
The white-clothed scholar patted Lin Yun on the shoulder and said, "You may not have been able to really see it, but I'm sure it must have seen you."
"Since it left a ray of fire, it can naturally see you through this ray of fire."
Lin Yun stared at Dao Huo, and after only a few glances, his eyes were stung and painful.
"Why did the Human Emperor Sword leave?" Lin Yun asked.
"have no idea."
The Confucian scholar in white was disappointed: "It left before I became the headmaster. If it hadn't left, I should have inherited it. If I had the Human Emperor Sword in my hand, that battle that year..."
He suddenly smiled and changed the subject: "Do you still remember the three green dragon holy fires you received when you became a disciple of the Holy Tradition?"
"Remember."
"You can try it with the help of Dao Fire to see if you can refine the three Azure Dragon Holy Fires. If you can successfully refine it, you may have a chance to actually see the Human Emperor Sword."
The Confucian scholar in white paused and said, "If you see it, just tell me where it is."
Lin Yun nodded.
He could feel that the Confucian scholar in white already knew that even if the Human Emperor Sword was in hand, the outcome of that battle might not change.
But there are still many obsessions in my heart. Even now that I have become a weapon spirit, my obsession is still hard to get rid of.
"Ye Qingtian, did you see the note left by Yu Qingfeng in Feitian Tower?"
When he was about to leave, the Confucian scholar in white suddenly asked.
Lin Yun was startled for a moment, and then said: "Yes."
"If you have the answer, please tell me." The Confucian scholar in white said with a smile.
"Okay." Lin Yun agreed.
No matter what, he still respects this senior, even if he is a loser.
"Flowing water does not rush to be first..."
The white-clothed Confucian scholar whispered to himself softly, chanted a few times and then drifted away, leaving only Lin Yun here.
[The pace of the plot is a bit slow, which is probably an old problem of mine. It feels like the sword is shaking the sky and the earth is a prison. I will find a way to get out. I always believe that man can defeat nature. 】