In front of the Holy Sky Tower, as Lin Huang finished speaking, his sleeves rolled up and he flew up in the air, appearing on the eighth floor of the Holy Sky Tower. He looked closely at the handwriting left by Lin Taiqing and said in a respectful voice:
"I was too old-fashioned before and lacked the boundless spirit to dominate the world. Thank you for your preaching, senior!"
Afterwards, Lin Huang raised his hands and bowed deeply to the eighth floor of the Holy Sky Tower.
Outside the Holy Sky Tower, the laziness on Wang Xiao's face had long since subsided, and his face was full of solemnity. The reason why he was able to advance fifty feet outside the Holy Sky Tower was because of the 'Nantang's Three' on the seventh floor.
words.
In the past twenty years of Qingtian Martial Palace, only three people, including him, have been able to comprehend the seventh level.
Lin Changsheng, who suddenly arrived, was able to fly to the eighth level. He was not weak at all, and actually made him feel an unprecedented pressure.
In the eyes of Situ Huangfen, the fighting spirit became more and more intense.
The stronger Lin Huang is, the happier he is.
Jun Qingcheng's face was full of radiance. The martial artist's enlightenment was very mysterious. There were many geniuses in Qingtian Martial Palace, even many.
But there are only a few people who can truly understand it.
Others may not know, but she comes from Xingtian Temple, and with her eyes, she can vaguely guess that the real power of Shengtian Tower lies in the word 'holy'.
Lu Donghuang, who once walked out of the sixth level, is now stuck in the peak realm of Martial Saint for many years and has never broken through to the holy realm.
Maybe it's not because the latter doesn't work hard.
It's because of the opportunity and state of mind.
Perhaps, those powerful men who once walked out of the Holy Sky Tower have gained the insight to break through to the Holy Realm.
And Lin Huang has now understood the way of freedom left by Lin Taiqing on the eighth level. If one day he enters the Qingtian Martial Mansion and fully understands its secrets, then the probability of him getting out of the eighth level will be very high.
The ninth floor of Shengtian Tower is the limit.
For thousands of years, there has only been one person in the Qingtian Martial Mansion. If someone can step out of the eighth level, his future growth will be absolutely unlimited.
Looking at the young man in white clothes in the void, Jun Qingcheng smiled from the bottom of her heart. If Lin Huang could one day enter the holy realm, maybe her father would not stop him even if he knew about the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Huang fell from the void and appeared in front of Jun Qingcheng. The smile on his face seemed to be a little proud.
After all, although the girl in front of me is low-key, she is still so dazzling.
Lin Huang felt happier to be able to have Jun Qingcheng take a look at him than to kill Liu Cangsheng.
Jun Qingcheng showed a bright smile to Lin Huang without hesitation, held Lin Huang's arm, and said cheerfully, "If brother Lin Huang realizes the Tao a few more times, he will catch up with me in less than three years."
The smile on Lin Huang's face suddenly froze. Looking at the smile on Jun Qingcheng's face, he felt his chest tighten.
"When will we have another fight?"
Wang Xiao suddenly walked over and looked at Lin Huang with raised eyebrows, lazily but seriously, and with a hint of stubbornness that refused to admit defeat. After all, he has always been regarded as the unrivaled one under King Wu in the Taixuan Domain.
Even if it's not invincible, it's still enough to rank among the top ten.
Now, a young man who was almost stabbed in the chest by his shot outside the Wu Mansion unexpectedly transformed and walked twenty feet further than he did outside the Shengtian Tower. For the first time, Wang Xiao had a glimpse of Lin Taiqing's avenue on the eighth floor.
I'm a little jealous.
Looking at Wang Xiao's stern look, Lin Huang pointed at Situ Huang's grave and said, "If you want to fight, this guy is more suitable for you."
Situ Huangfen shook his head, his eyes always falling on Lin Huang, "I still like to beat you until you can't get up from the ground."
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Xiao and Situ Huang's grave, like two hungry wolves. Green light appeared in his eyes, and he shook his head immediately, "I don't have time to play house with you."
Um?
Wang Xiao and Situ Huangfen suddenly frowned, and their fighting spirit suddenly became fierce.
Lin Huang waved his hand, took Jun Qingcheng's hand, and walked away without fighting.
With Jun Qingcheng here, would he waste his time playing with two grown men?
After leaving the nine-story Holy Sky Tower, Jun Qingcheng led Lin Huang around the Qingtian Martial Palace, introducing the history of the Qingtian Martial Palace and the warriors who came out of this place from time to time.
The Qingtian Martial Palace spanning eight hundred miles can be said to be full of the magnificence of the martial arts world and the desolation of thousands of years of wind and rain. From Jun Qingcheng's plain words, Lin Huang can feel that this Martial Palace has been gradually declining in the past hundred years.
, it still has such a profound foundation.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Whether it is the spiritual energy waterfall with a spiritual vein, or the Holy Sky Tower. This is just the tip of the iceberg of Qingtian Martial Palace, but it has already surprised Lin Huang.
I don’t know how grand the Qingtian Martial Palace must have been thousands of years ago.
"Although Lin Taiqing was ranked first in the list of top picks twenty years ago by the Southern Tang Dynasty. However, according to the internal understanding of Qingtian Wufu, Lin Taiqing can be regarded as the most powerful genius in the Wufu in the past three hundred years."
In the shade of the trees in Wu Mansion, Jun Qingcheng held Lin Huang's arm and said.
"Just because of Nan Tangzhi's sister, Lin Taiqing has never been able to become the number one scholar?"
Lin Huang continued.
"Not entirely!"
Jun Qingcheng shook his head, "If it is a real decisive battle, perhaps the one who will win in the end will be Southern Tangzhi. After all, Southern Tangzhi comes from a powerful clan and has countless training resources since he was a child, while Lin Taiqing has no background.
.But it is precisely because Lin Taiqing was able to stand side by side with the Southern Tang Dynasty and suppress the Taixuan Territory for an era that Lin Taiqing has always been regarded as the person with the most potential in the Qingtian Martial Palace."
"So where is he now?"
Lin Huang asked, doubts swirling in his heart, "If Lin Taiqing is really so powerful, then in the Taixuan Realm, his reputation should be like that of a genius in the sun, instead of the legend about him that was spread more than 20 years ago."
Jun Qingcheng shook his head and expressed ignorance, "It is said that something happened between Pei Xiufu and Southern Tangzhi, Lin Taiqing and Lu Donghuang more than 20 years ago, so that the reputation of these people faded away. Except for Lu
Donghuang is still sitting outside Qingtian City, and neither Nan Tangzhi nor Lin Taiqing is missing."
"He came from a clan in the Southern Tang Dynasty and may have returned to his own family. But Lin Taiqing... there has been no news about him for nearly twenty years."
Lin Huang frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Is it possible that..."
Jun Qingcheng waved his hand, "It's possible. After all, Lin Taiqing was too dazzling and too proud back then. Such a person is always a dazzling presence no matter where he goes. He hasn't appeared in twenty years, so maybe he has already returned to his hometown.
loess!"
Lin Huang lowered his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked back in the direction of the Holy Sky Tower, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Although he and Lin Taiqing had never met each other, he could understand Lin Taiqing's legacy of vertical and horizontal ways, and there was cause and effect between him and Lin Taiqing.
It would be a pity if such a high-spirited person really died.
"Actually, on the list of top picks twenty years ago, in addition to Nan Tang at the top, Lin Taiqing at the second place, and Shu Jian, the Tanhua brother, there should be one more person."
Jun Qingcheng suddenly spoke, her beautiful eyebrows frowning slightly.
Um?
Lin Huang turned his head and looked at the girl next to him in confusion.
Jun Qingcheng didn't seem to remember clearly. He tilted his head while recalling and said, "It's just that this person was short-lived and never appeared on the top pick list from beginning to end."
"Does he have anything to do with the top three picks?"
Lin Huang asked curiously.
Jun Qingcheng scratched his head, "This man's name is Li Jiangye. It is said that he is an acquaintance of eight worshippers with Lin Taiqing and is not from the Qingtian Martial Palace. According to the records of the Xingtian Temple, this man once held a peach blossom in his hand one day more than 20 years ago.
For the sword, three steps into the Earth Yuan, a hundred steps into the Tian Yuan, ten miles into the Wuhou realm, and a thousand miles into the realm of the King of Wu. In one night, he traveled across the vast territory, from the human realm to the peak of the Martial Saint. In the end, Li Jiangye was even more confused.