Qingkong Shenjun came to the sky above the cliff almost as soon as he thought of it, but he stopped immediately and did not fall to the cliff to stop Lin Yun.
Because Lin Yun has already grasped the hilt of the Flower Burial Sword!
The moment Lin Yun grasped the hilt of the sword, the restriction placed on the funeral flower by the Purple Kite Sword Master emerged, and energy-condensed chains emerged from the ground and locked the funeral flower directly.
This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that there is a talisman on the sword. This is the law of heaven left by the Sword Master Ziyuan.
"It's too late."
Lord Qingkong looked annoyed.
Even after being delayed by Ziyuan Sword Master for such a moment, it was too late to stop him.
Bang!
Almost instantly, the yellow talisman exploded with terrifying power. Lin Yun's Qingshang Saint Cloth was blown into strips, and only the divine patterns inside were still strong.
Relying on the Qingshang Holy Clothes to block him for a moment, Lin Yun's Supreme Dragon Divine Body was activated, and the injuries on his body were immediately stopped.
Immediately after the two swords were activated, two strange flowers bloomed behind him, and two supreme stars also appeared at the same time.
Many trump cards were displayed without reservation at this moment, and Lin Yun finally withstood the terrifying power of the laws of heaven, forming a brief stalemate.
Boom!
The yellow talisman released thousands of electric lights, and thunder and lightning sparks kept circling Lin Yun's body, but he did not flinch at all and still held the hilt of the sword tightly.
Under the illumination of the electric light, that handsome face seemed to be half frozen in time and space, with sharp edges and corners, and a unique beauty.
"Good boy."
Lord Qingkong was shocked.
"Huh?"
Purple Kite Sword Master followed closely, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh.
"Are you not nervous at all? Are you really afraid that this kid will die?"
Lord Qingkong turned around and asked.
Ziyuan Sword Master did not answer. He would not kill Lin Yun, and he had also thought about Lin Yun drawing his sword in advance.
The law of heaven can at most injure Lin Yun severely, but not kill him.
Even if he is really dead, as long as it does not exceed a quarter of an hour, Ziyuan Sword Master will have the means to save Lin Yun again.
What surprised him now was that Lin Yun actually withstood the pressure of heaven's laws. This shouldn't be the case.
On the cliff, Lin Yun fought against the yellow talisman with all his strength.
Click, click, click!
The chains binding Burial Flower were broken one after another, and the lightning released from the sword became more and more terrifying. Even the Supreme Dragon God's body was covered in bruises at this moment.
But Lin Yun's gaze became more determined, without any hesitation. The light in his eyes surged, and the endless edge was like a volcano erupting out of control.
Bang!
Finally, all the chains were broken, leaving only the yellow talisman that represented the law of heaven.
Lin Yun's face showed a look of extreme exertion. He could not compete with the majestic power contained in the laws of heaven.
Buzz!
The funeral flower was also trembling desperately. It felt Lin Yun's determination, and both the man and the sword burst out with unprecedented perseverance.
But the laws of the day were still too terrifying. Soon Lin Yun couldn't hold on any longer, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and ears.
But his gaze was still extremely firm.
This is Lin Yun's desire to pursue the sword. At this moment, he doesn't want to make any choice. He only has one belief in his heart, that is, my sword cannot be controlled by outsiders.
You are not allowed to touch the sword before sunset?
I don't!
Even if he really couldn't withstand the law of heaven, Lin Yun still hoped that he would fall down standing, instead of obediently not touching the sword just because of someone else's words.
"He can't hold it anymore."
Qingkong Shenjun said softly, secretly ready to take action, and would immediately come to rescue Lin Yun once he was founded.
Sword Master Ziyuan said calmly: "Since I left behind the law of heaven, he will definitely not be able to hold on, but he will not die."
After the two people finished speaking, a strange scene appeared. Bayi Chinese website
The funeral flower trembled violently, click, click, and the surface of the sword cracked like an iceberg and then fell, revealing a metal sword that had never been seen before.
One Glory, Two Glory, Three Glory, Four Glory... Burial Flower's rank continued to rise, breaking through the shackles of the Four Glory Holy Sword in the blink of an eye.
Before it was over, under the puzzled gazes of Ziyuan Sword Master and Qingkong Divine Lord, he broke through to the level of Qiyao Holy Sword in one fell swoop.
"This sword has some background, it is very unconvinced!" Lord Qingkong's eyes narrowed slightly.
"The law of heaven suppresses you, so what if you don't accept it."
Ziyuan Sword Master's expression remained calm.
Bang!
An even more terrifying thing happened. The Burial Flower Sword broke the shackles of the Seven-Yao Sacred Artifact, observed the Burial Sky Astrology, and directly transformed into the Supreme Holy Sword.
In other words, it is originally the supreme holy instrument.
Under the pressure of the laws of heaven, he broke all his own bottlenecks and unleashed unprecedented potential.
When Zhan Hua was promoted to the Supreme Sacred Artifact, a figure floated out from the sword body, and then reached out opposite Lin Yun and grasped the hilt of the sword.
The funeral flower was held by two hands, the sword light became extremely dazzling, and there was a crack in the yellow talisman.
Lin Yun looked up and couldn't help but said: "Senior Nan Emperor."
Opposite him was the remnant soul of Nan Emperor left in the sword. This was the first time that Lin Yun saw Nan Emperor's face clearly.
It was an indescribably beautiful face, with soft and handsome features, blooming like a flower, but without the slightest hint of femininity.
The domineering look between his brows is exposed, with the presence of divine power lingering around him, and his sharpness is unparalleled, just like a human emperor.
"My sword can also cut with the way of heaven!"
When the two masters of the Burial Flower Sword took action at the same time, the yellow talisman broke into pieces, and the law of heaven was directly broken.
boom!
Lin Yun and Nan Di pulled out their swords at the same time. They raised their swords to the sky. When they looked at each other, Nan Di showed a faint smile on his face.
"The sword is in your hand, I am very happy."
After Nan Di's words fell, his smile disappeared with the wind, and this residual soul completely disappeared.
"As you wish!"
Lin Yun laughed loudly, Burial Flower burst out with a thousand-foot sword light, and turned around with a sword.
In just an instant, the Bodhi tree was chopped to pieces. Lin Yun couldn't help laughing heartily when he saw the scene in front of him.
Arrogant and eternal pride!
I have the courage to go with millions of people!
The domineering power of the sword alone among the three thousand avenues!
There are no inner demons at this moment, no entanglements at this moment, only laughter echoing around the world.
In the distance, Lord Qingkong and Sword Master Ziyuan both looked at each other in confusion.
"I'll go."
Ziyuan Sword Master sighed softly and dodged and landed on the cliff.
A smile appeared on Qingkong Shenjun's face. This was the first time he had seen Ziyuan so frustrated. It was really interesting.
On the cliff.
Ziyuan Sword Master looked at Lin Yun with a slightly complicated look.
He probably guessed that between the sword and eternity, Lin Yun would still choose the sword, but he didn't expect this result.
"I've met senior."
Lin Yun held his sword downward and bowed his hands in salute.
He looked embarrassed and his clothes were torn, but his brows were sharp and full of unbridled smiles.
"Congratulations."
Purple Kite Sword Saint Way.
"Congratulations for what? If you just made a choice, there is no need to congratulate you." Lin Yun looked a little surprised.
"Your Haoyang Sword Intent has been promoted from the realm of Small Accomplishment to Dacheng. I'm afraid it won't be long before you reach the peak of perfection."
Ziyuan Sword Master said with profound meaning.
Lin Yun checked it out and was surprised to find that the sun above the sword sea between his eyebrows was a full circle bigger than before, and there seemed to be a rudiment of a talisman in the depths of the sun.
"I didn't think so much about it."
Lin Yun withdrew his spiritual thoughts and laughed softly.
Ziyuan Sword Master said seriously: "Sword and eternity, you have already thought about it clearly."
"Um."
Lin Yun nodded and said: "From the moment I pulled out the funeral flower, I already had the pride of being arbitrary and eternal, and the courage to fight for thousands of people."
"From now on, among the three thousand avenues, only the sword will dominate!"
Lin Yun said loudly and without hesitation.
At this moment, his thoughts were clear and smooth, and Lin Yun even had a feeling that if he tried to attack the realm of the Holy Lord at this time, he would probably succeed directly.
"There are high and low levels of Taoism, and there is no end to the skills. What's the explanation?"
Ziyuan Sword Master asked again.
Lin Yun smiled calmly and said: "The distinction between Tao and Tao is an established thing in heaven and earth. There is no need to think about it deliberately. The most important thing is that the skills are endless. No matter which Tao you choose, it is an endless road. If there is a way, there is no end.
If there is no way to go, then find your own way."
Ziyuan Sword Master was quite surprised and extremely shocked.
This exchange was far greater than the shock caused by Lin Yun pulling out the funeral flowers. It was really unbelievable.
"Is it the answer given by Qilin Sword Code?"
"The Qilin Sword Code is considered a god-level skill, and it was an eye-opener for me. But what really made me make up my mind was his experience. In this life, you still have to do what you like, no matter how tempting it is to stop you.
, the original intention should not be forgotten.”
Lin Yun looked at Ziyuan Sword Master and said calmly.
"It's a coincidence that at the moment when I cut down the Bodhi tree, I also made a choice in my mind. I had already sorted out the martial arts I had practiced so far, and I forgot many of them at once."
Lin Yun continued: "Since senior is here, I just want to ask for advice."
"What do you remember?"
Purple Kite Sword Saint Way.
Lin Yun muttered: "Tai Xuan and the Dragon and Phoenix Sword Code are still there. For sword techniques, I only remember Tai Chi Sword Technique and Samsara Sword Technique. For body techniques, I forget all about the sky. For boxing techniques, I only remember Tai Chi Chuan."
The sword that cut off the Bodhi tree not only made a decision, broke the shackles in the heart, but also cut off all the bits and pieces of what I had learned in my life.
"Have you forgotten the Firefly Divine Sword?"
Purple Kite Sword Saint Way.
Lin Yun nodded and told the truth.
The moment he cut off the bodhi tree, Lin Yun felt a sense of joy all over his body, and an unprecedented sense of relief came over him.
Ziyuan Sword Master smiled and said: "Have you noticed that all you can memorize are the techniques you have learned by yourself, and you have forgotten all the martial arts skills left by your predecessors."
Lin Yun was startled for a moment, and then said: "It's true."
Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword were learned by Lin Yun after he had mastered the Holy Way of Tai Chi while bathing in the morning sun. Samsara Sword Technique was derived from the Sword of Moment.
Whether it was the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao, the Firefly Divine Sword, the Snap Finger Divine Sword, or the Supreme Dragon Fist... he could not remember them.
"Forget it. When you remember it again, these things left by your predecessors will be truly transformed, and there will no longer be the slightest trace of their predecessors' marks."
Ziyuan Sword Master stretched out his hand, and the Nine-Colored Bodhi Seed flew out from the ground. He handed it to Lin Yundao and said, "Keep it and forget it again when you reach the peak of the Saint. That time you will have to forget both the Tai Chi Sword and the Samsara Sword Technique."
That’s all.”
Lin Yun took the Bodhi Seed, which was full of divinity, and thought deeply, seeming to understand the intention of the Purple Kite Sword Master.
Only a blank piece of paper can draw the most perfect picture.
Lin Yun is now like a blank piece of paper, training again, but the foundation is extremely solid.
Just do anything on a white paper and you will make rapid progress without worrying about any constraints.
"There are two scrolls here, representing Tai Chi and reincarnation respectively. Please perfect what you have written down."
Ziyuan Sword Master left behind two scrolls and left again.
