Lin Huang has been trapped here for who knows how long...
No matter what the outside world is like, he only feels that time is passing bit by bit, one day, one month, or half a year...
Lin Huang even found wrinkles on the spirit body's skin.
And he didn't know how long it took him to travel almost all over Xuankong Feixing, but he couldn't find any way out. He also went up the giant mountain of corpses more than a dozen times, but still found nothing.
Even Li Chunfeng, Situ Huangfen, and Luo Huanhuan are missing!
Time... wears away people's hearts!
It can also inspire people.
When Lin Huang couldn't go out for a long time, he finally calmed down little by little after being upset for a long time.
If you can't go out, just keep it in here.
It’s time to take advantage of this rare free time and practice hard...
Afterwards, Lin Huang took out Qin Changsheng's picture scroll again, and realized over and over again the three thousand worlds engraved in the notes and the same life span as heaven and earth.
At the same time, he also took out a jade slip.
In the Great Xia Dynasty, when Xiao Yishan left, the jade slips were given to him. The jade slips recorded Xiao Yishan's life battles!
I didn't have time for a long time, so Lin Huang didn't study it.
Being trapped here now seems to be a good opportunity.
Gradually, among the flying stars in the mysterious sky, the figure walking forward blankly disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a figure wearing white clothes, holding a sword in hand, and practicing hard.
Every swing of the knife is simple and unpretentious.
But Lin Huang was practicing every move in that endless Taiji battlefield!
…
Time passes like water.
When the spring breeze swept past the scorching sun of summer, and then swept away the harshness of winter... Even the spirit body transformed by aura became particularly strong after Lin Huang returned to his original cultivation method.
One month.
Three months.
One year.
Two years.
Lin Huang didn't know how long he had been practicing. He only knew that when the Zhanlijue in his hand was sheathed, his foundation became solid again.
Then, he began to practice the killing god with one strike!
Even though he had practiced this sword countless times, he felt it was not enough.
…
While Lin Huang was immersed in training, the few remaining people outside the ancient battlefield were a little confused. They only saw Lin Huang practicing strangely.
But I don’t work hard in cultivation.
After practicing each move for two hours, he changed to another method.
Even though there are thousands of techniques in martial arts, the ones that can really kill people are often those that have been practiced repeatedly and the essence of a certain move is understood.
People like Lin Huang who are greedy for too much are just paralyzing their hard work.
However, what everyone does not know is that the two hours in their eyes are actually the four years of Spring and Autumn in the ancient battlefield at this moment.
It is extremely terrifying that Lin Huang can persist in practicing for four years without any chewy moves.
…
Xingtian Temple.
Secret room.
While Lin Huang was practicing in the ancient battlefield, the girl in red sitting cross-legged in the secret room suddenly opened her starry eyes.
The girl's eyes looked particularly calm at this moment.
Like a clear lake, it is crystal clear. But there is still a trace of doubt in the eyes...
After thinking for a moment, the girl stood up and walked towards the secret room!
"Miss Qing'er, the master of the palace has given orders. If you don't understand the three long rivers of time, you can't go out!"
Just as Jun Qingcheng opened the secret room, there was an old man outside who bent down and said respectfully.
"I've figured it out!"
Jun Qingcheng said calmly.
After listening to Jun Qingcheng's words, the old man visibly stiffened, and then said: "Miss Qing'er, don't be ridiculous. Back then, the palace master realized the three rivers of time, but it took three years. Even if the palace master Jun is like this
It took nine months for all the prodigies! Miss Qing'er has only been in retreat for more than three months..."
"If Miss Qing'er must go out, please allow me to inform Lord Jun..."
The old man said in disbelief, but before he finished speaking, he froze on the spot, looking at Jun Qingcheng in disbelief.
At this moment, Jun Qingcheng was still standing in front of him.
Not moving at all.
However, behind Jun Qingcheng, there are three long rivers flowing with silver light. The long rivers appear and disappear, revealing a mysterious atmosphere of time!
Under that mysterious aura, the old man actually felt as if he was growing old rapidly.
"Want to go out?"
At this moment, a figure suddenly rang in their ears. In the fluctuations of the void, an old man wearing a feathered coat, with white hair and a childish face appeared outside the secret room.
The old man was in good spirits and seemed to have a natural smile on his face.
"Grandpa!"
Looking at Jun Tianyao suddenly appearing in front of him, Jun Qingcheng shouted, and a smile finally appeared on his snow-white face, which seemed to be a look of pride.
"Why go out?"
Jun Tianyao asked following what he said before.
"have no idea!"
Jun Qingcheng shook her head, even she was a little confused, and then added, "In the past few days, it seems that the Emperor Sword in the body has changed!"
Jun Tianyao frowned, "Then go out! Remember... three years are not enough to compete with the top talents of the four ancient tribes, don't be proud!"
"I know!"
Jun Qingcheng made a playful sound, and then disappeared into the secret room.
…
On the Sky Continent, there is an ancient floating land.
According to records in ancient books, that land was once a world. However, later that world was shattered... leaving only countless long swords buried in the yellow sand and silent in the years.
Some people say... that there are countless swordsmanship inheritances in that ancient land.
There is a sword that stretches across thirty thousand miles, and one sword freezes nineteen states!
I have been sharpening my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade.
Someone wields his sword to cut through the floating clouds, and all the princes come to the west!
There are people who play swords and make songs, and their sounds calm the ghosts and gods.
…
That ancient land is called... the Ancient Sword Tomb!
Legend has it that when Li Taixuan was young, he once rode a donkey through the Sword Tomb. Later, Li Taixuan became famous in the world as a master of swordsmanship. He became the Holy King in ten years and the Holy Emperor in ten years!
Even Xue Qingshan, the human lord of war, or Ye Canglan, the Qianqiu Sword God, may not be able to compete with him.
Therefore, the Sword Tomb is a holy place that countless sword cultivators in the world dream of.
This day...
When Lin Huang was still practicing in the ancient battlefield.
The ancient sword tomb hidden in the void suddenly shook violently, and tens of millions of long swords buried in that ancient world hung in the air, as if they were worshiping!
The sound of clanging sword chants, like the sounds of countless blue dragons, resounded throughout the ancient sword tomb.
The sword tomb that had been silent for many years seemed to come to life at this moment!
Revealing the will that once glorified the world of swordsmanship!
And outside the sea of swords, there was a woman in white.
She sat calmly in the sea of swords.
In front of him, there was a long sword floating in the air.
There is a wisp of sword intent lingering in his body.
Suddenly, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, and the look in her eyes was like two rays of sword energy shooting out...