Chapter two thousand four hundred and eighty fourth transmission
It turns out that this is the case. No wonder this person from seven thousand years ago can come back to life. The way he looks now is just a reflection of his past.
Su Lin had an indescribable feeling in his heart, thinking that Chaofeng was also a genius of his generation, but he was so infatuated that he actually did this for a woman.
Su Lin still admires such people.
"I asked you to do so many things, so I won't treat you badly. Boy, you walked into Maple Birch Holy Land probably for my Holy Spirit Secret Sword."
Chaofeng's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and he directly saw Sulin's thoughts.
Su Lin knew that Chaofeng was not only powerful, but also good at dealing with people, so his disguise had no effect. He nodded directly and admitted: "Yes, seniors can also see me. I am a sword cultivator. By chance, I
I came to Maple Birch Holy Land because I knew the whereabouts of the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit."
Chao Feng nodded and said with a smile: "When you were just about to die, the gap between you and me was so big, yet you dared to pick up the sword and fight hard. Your sword intention is to die without life, which is quite similar to me. I think you are young.
"Qing Qing, you have already achieved such a level of cultivation. The physical body is so powerful that I have only seen it in my life. It is quite appropriate to inherit the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit."
Su Lin didn't expect Chaofeng to think so highly of him, and he was actually a little embarrassed.
"Senior, I'm so grateful, but I'm still like a little chicken in your hands."
"If you and I were in the same realm, I'm really not sure I can beat you."
Chaofeng said calmly.
Su Lin silently said that if the two of them were in the same realm, he would indeed have this confidence.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and take my sword!"
Chaofeng's expression suddenly changed, and he stabbed Su Lin with a sword. The sword was so fast that Su Lin had never seen it before. His only reaction was to raise the Star-Shattering Divine Sword in front of him, and then he still slowed down a little bit.
, when the Star-Shattering Divine Sword hit the blade of the Chaofeng Sword, the tip of the Chaofeng Sword had already touched Su Lin's eyebrows.
"He wants to kill me?"
He had obviously asked for help from him just now, so why did he kill him again at this time?
Su Lin was puzzled.
But the expected death did not come.
Sulin felt as if he had entered a mysterious space.
In this world, everything is white above and below the head. Just when Su Lin was confused, Chao Feng suddenly appeared in front of him.
"This is the inheritance method of the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit. Take care of it."
Chao Feng faced Su Lin and suddenly started swinging his sword.
Su Lin's eyes widened and he looked at Chaofeng motionless.
"Is this the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit?"
"So far, there are a total of twenty-two swords in the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit. These twenty-two swords are the lifelong insights of each generation of owners of the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit. Each of them will become the leader of the sword. You have to remember
, if one day you are defeated by a person with a sword, then the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit will also belong to that person."
Chaofeng's voice sounded in my mind.
But Su Lin didn't pay attention at all. He focused all his attention on Chao Feng's demonstration of the Holy Spirit Secret Sword.
Each of these swords is of great beauty. There is no flaw or flaw in it. It is perfect among perfections.
Su Lin watched with fascination.
I don't know when Chao Feng had finished demonstrating the twenty-two styles of the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit.
In the mysterious space, Chao Feng asked with a smile on his face: "How much do you understand?"
Su Lin had a wry smile on his face, shook his head and said, "It's really hard to understand. I've never felt that I was so stupid."
Chao Feng shrugged and said: "It's not surprising. I was the same as you when I first saw The Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit. You don't have to worry. Just take your time with this kind of thing. These things will be engraved on your memory."
Inside the head.”
Su Lin nodded. There are twenty-two swords of the Holy Spirit Secret Sword. Each sword has a different sword intent. The twenty-two styles are equivalent to twenty-two sword paths. The things contained in them are as vast as the sea. Su Lin started to
Can I comprehend all the twenty-two swords in this life?
"Also, you have to remember one thing. These twenty-two styles of the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit are all-encompassing. They include almost all swordsmanship. Each style is the lifelong insight of a generation of swordsman geniuses. You must not be greedy for too much.
, just choose some to understand, it’s really difficult to understand them all.”
Fang Yan nodded seriously and said, "Thank you, senior, for your teaching."
Chao Feng waved his hand and said, "It's not an insult to hand over the Secret Sword of the Holy Spirit to you. Besides, I always give you some benefits when I ask you to do something."
After demonstrating the Holy Spirit Secret Sword, Fang Yan found that Chaofeng seemed to have become older, even his aura had weakened a lot, and his hair had turned completely white.
Sulin also left this mysterious space.
Chaofeng in front of him had completely aged, but his eyes were still bright and his face suddenly became serious again.
"There is one more thing I want to tell you, about Tiangong..."
His voice was weak, and Su Lin was worried that he would die in the next second.
"What does he want to say about Tiangong?"
Su Lin was indeed curious as to why Chaofeng hated Tiangong so much and what grudge there was between the two.
Su Lin sat upright, waiting for Chao Feng to speak.
But Chaofeng's eyes gradually showed a trace of confusion, and at the same time, the vitality in his body was rapidly passing away.
Su Lin quickly stood up and shouted: "Senior?"
The Yun Miaoguo beside Chaofeng also jumped onto Chaofeng's head, and the white light continued to flow to Chaofeng, but this time it had no effect, and Chaofeng's vitality was still passing away.
Chaofeng seemed to know that his death was coming. He stared at Fang Yan tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Don't believe them. The last Immortal King, he..."
But Chaofeng didn't finish his last sentence and fell back. Su Lin rushed up and hugged Chaofeng, but Chaofeng had completely lost his life and turned into a dead man.
Su Lin was speechless.
"Don't believe them. Do you mean don't believe in Tiangong? What does it mean? What did the last Immortal King do?"
Su Lin was puzzled. He thought of the afterimage of the Immortal King he met in the Heavenly Palace. At that time, the Immortal King made him feel quite normal. What was wrong with him?
"Hey, you should finish talking about it. Now you're half-talking and it's making me really uncomfortable. It's better not to talk."
Su Lin sighed.
Many times, things are like this. If you don't know, you won't think about it. But if you know some, but don't know the whole truth of the matter, you will think about it in the future.
It's just that Chaofeng is dead, and no one in this world can answer his questions.
Jie Yun Miaoguo also became very quiet after Chaofeng's death and stopped jumping around. (To be continued)