Chapter 1504

Lin Yun was dazed and stared at the direction where Mu Xuankong disappeared for a long time.

"Junior Brother Lin?"

"Junior Brother Lin?"

Sister Mu Qingqing, looked at each other, and was amazed.

After the headmaster came out, Lin Yun's mood changed, and the sisters were actually older, which really didn't make sense.

Is there really something they don't know?

Lin Yun woke up with a start and tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "I still have some farewells in advance, and I may have to retreat for a long time."

The two women nodded and looked at Lin Yun's back, and their expressions fell into deep thought.

"Sister, do you think that Junior Brother Lin has changed a bit since he came back this time... It's strange, but I can't tell you. My father seems to be more concerned than us when he comes out of the mountain." Mu Qingqing pinched her chin and said, beautiful His eyes were full of doubts.

Mu Xueqin pondered: "He has become a little unfathomable now. I feel that his cultivation level... may be more than the five-star celestial core."

"True or false? When he left the sect, I remembered that he was only at the peak of two-star cultivation, and he was promoted to the five-star Celestial Pill Venerable in less than four months. This is already an exaggeration!" Mu Qingqing said in surprise.

Am I thinking wrong?

Mu Xueqin thought about it, and then said: "Maybe I'm wrong, I don't care about this for now, I'll inquire first, why did my father come out of the mountain!"

Both Mu Xueqin and Mu Qingqing were quite nervous. In contrast, Lin Yun's changes could only be put aside for the time being.

Shenxiao Peak.

Lin Yun knew the way and came to the Nether Hall of Wuxue Pavilion.

In the closed palace, the solitary gray-haired old man looked old and wrinkled, looking weak.

"I've seen Uncle Master!"

Lin Yun cupped his hands, bent over, and saluted.

This is Uncle Chenguang, the younger brother of Master Yaoguang, and he hasn't changed at all.

"what?"

Chen Guang glanced at Lin Yun and didn't care much at first, but then he looked quite surprised, and said with a smile, "That little guy Mu Chuan taught you the magic of the mysterious turtle."

"Uncle Shi also knows about this breathing technique?"

"After all, it is related to the inheritance of Xuanwu. Mu Chuan asked me for advice. Unfortunately, I can't understand the tortoise shell. I always feel that there is an opportunity to complete it." Uncle Chenguang explained with a smile.

At the end, the old man looked at Lin Yun and said, "What are you doing here with Uncle Shi?"

Lin Yun said: "I'm here to ask for the exercises behind the Shenxiao Sword Art."

"Has the Nether Sword Species condensed?"

"Well, uncle, please take a look."

Lin Yun drew a circle on his chest with both hands, and when the two semicircles were finished, the twelve petals of the Netherworld were in the middle of the two.

boom!

As soon as he put his hands together, a sword shadow rose up from the stamen, and then became solid and heavy.

"Netherworld Divine Sword, not bad."

Chen Guang laughed, this time he was really smiling, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were all laughing.

Lin Yun's heart trembled inexplicably. Compared with the master, Uncle Chenguang seemed to be older. After this comparison, I immediately thought of Master, and then thought of Mu Xuankong who left the sect with killing intent.

I owe Jianzong a lot of love... Ka Ka cha!

Emotional fluctuations quickly spread to the Netherworld petals ahead, and the sword body trembled uncontrollably, as if it were about to collapse at any time.

"What are you thinking, boy?"

Chen Guang glared at Lin Yun, then waved his hand, all kinds of petals flew into Lin Yun's body.

"Sorry sorry."

Lin Yun scratched his head and quickly apologized.

What am I thinking, I'm here to follow up the exercises, if the performance is not good, the uncle will not give him the exercises.

"As far as your state of mind is concerned, you should honestly wait for the dragon veins, and then come to me for follow-up exercises." Uncle Chenguang said rudely.

Lin Yun was in a low mood and wanted to argue one or two, but he couldn't speak.

"What happened? Tell your uncle, how can you hide so many things in your heart at such a young age!" Chen Guang smiled kindly: "Don't worry, uncle can't get out of this Nether Hall, what do you want to say? Even if you just tell me, Shishu will keep it a secret for you."

Lin Yun took a deep breath, and immediately told what happened to him on this trip, starting from the Cannon Dragon Star Realm.

"So that's it...Senior brother, it seems that there is not much time left."

After Chen Guang heard it, he sighed deeply. His vicissitudes of eyes looked at Lin Yun, and a smile appeared naturally in the corner of his eyes. In his eyes, Lin Yun was like a warm and transparent good jade, a pure heart without any dust.

"Uncle Shi, is it really sad for Shizun?"

Lin Yun asked nervously.

Chen Guang did not answer this question, and said, "I know why you are restless, do you feel that you are powerless, whether it is Feng Jue, Shizun, or Mu Xuankong. Many things happened because of you, but you But there's nothing I can do, the sword in my hand can't help at all."

"Uncle Master!"

Lin Yun moved in his heart and looked at the other party. Uncle Shi's words hit his soul directly, as if he could see through him completely.

"Silly boy."

Chen Guang laughed and scolded, and immediately said: "After my brother became holy, he has guarded the Sword Sect for more than 2,000 years, and now Shouyuan is only a few years old and he is unwilling to admit defeat. Even with an old sword, he still wants to fight hard. , But you can also come out in a rage, Feng Jue is not talented enough, but he also swears to protect you, do you know why?"

"for what?"

"For Jianzong!"

Chen Guang said softly: "Eight thousand years of fame and dust, nine thousand miles of sword light. The bright moon lasts forever, and the sword sect is immortal. After the sword sect fell into the Holy Land three thousand years ago, every disciple who entered the sect must swear in front of the sword monument, One day, the Sword Sect will return to the Holy Land."

"When they see hope in you, they will naturally do their best. Everyone should do their best in the position they deserve. Whether it's senior brother, Mu Xuankong, or Feng Jue, they're just doing their best. Do your best."

"This is the way of Jianzong, and it is also the way of our swordsmen. My generation of swordsmen, just ask for a clear conscience."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and his emotions returned.

"Lin Yun, let me ask you, are you ashamed? I don't ask you whether you are right or not, I only ask you, whether you are worthy of the sword in your hand."

"I……"

Lin Yun was about to answer, and then thought of something, his eyes gradually condensed, and there seemed to be flames burning in the depths of his eyes.

"I'm not ashamed!"

Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and said in a deep voice, at this moment he had no hesitation.

With a smile on Chen Guang's face, he said: "Jianzong is worthy of you, you are worthy of the sword in your hand, so why bother yourself?"

"Thank you, uncle."

Lin Yun's thoughts suddenly became clear, and in a trance, the heart of Xiangjian seemed to become much brighter.

"Take it, this is the cultivation technique of the Divine Sky Sword Art, the Dragon Vein Scroll and the Life and Death Scroll. Correspondingly, it is the fourth to twelfth levels of the Divine Sky Sword Art." Chen Guang flipped his hand and took out two scrolls. To solemnly hand it to Lin Yun.

"There are also life and death scrolls?"

Lin Yun lost his voice.

"Lest you make another trip, but if you have time, this place welcomes you at any time. It's good for me to chat with someone, old man." Chen Guang said with a smile.

Lin Yun suddenly thought of something, and said, "I have met people in the Netherworld Temple before, and their cultivation techniques are very similar to the Divine Sky Sword Art, but they are not the same."

"Ha ha."

Mentioning Mozong Netherworld Hall, Chen Guang sneered: "Have you seen the name of this stone hall?"

Lin Yun was suddenly startled, and then he remembered that this place was called the Netherworld Palace, which happened to have the same name as the Demon Sect's Netherworld Palace.

coincide?

"Three thousand years ago, the Nether Hall was a branch of the Sword Sect, and the current owner of the Nether Hall is a traitor of the Sword Sect. But this person is also a good person. He has his own fortune, and he relied on the resources of a sect to become a sect. The head of the Six Great Demon Sects in the Eastern Wilderness."

Chen Guang said coldly: "Do you know why the senior brother is angry? A sect developed by a traitor dares to take action against the disciple of this sect. It really doesn't know whether to live or die!"

Lin Yun was astonished, but he didn't expect this connection.

"Don't think too much, just practice well, just like you answered me before, the sword in your hand, just have a clear conscience."

Chen Guang looked at Lin Yundao.

"Thank you, uncle."

Lin Yun put away the picture scroll and left the Nether Hall. He did not return to Feiyun Peak and came to Guanxiantai, one of the four treasures of Sword Sect.

rock!

Lin Yun put the Ziyuan sword box under the stage, and the mountain peak trembled slightly.

Before the Tianchi event, he would retreat here.

Lin Yun glanced at the boundless sea of ​​clouds. Three thousand years ago, Yu Qingfeng swept the two peaks of Jianzong with one sword.

Three thousand years later, the sword light left by Yu Qingfeng has always been a disciple of Fuze Sword Sect.

Jianzong has his own strength, and the sword that he lost in three thousand years, the disciple of Jianzong will win back after all.

Uncle Chenguang is right, whether it is the master, the headmaster, the senior brother Feng Jue, or the others in Jianzong, everyone is doing their own thing and doing their best.

Whoa!

Lin Yun spread his hands out, holding the funeral flower in his left hand, and jumped down from the sea of ​​clouds.

He passed through the layers of clouds, his body kept falling, and finally saw a bright moon, which landed in the center of Guanxian Lake.

Putting the funeral flower by his hand, Lin Yun sat cross-legged in the middle of the lake, and then slowly closed his eyes.

His heart then merged with the vast lake water, wearing a green shirt, a touch of breeze, once the wind and the moon, forever.

On Guanxian Lake, the moon is always there.

But today in the ancient wilderness, it is another adventure.

In the huge ancient wilderness, no matter where you are, the moment you look up, you are stunned.

In the sky, wherever Mu Xuankong passed, there was an additional bright sun in the sky.

Two suns appeared in the sky at the same time, the rays of light were dazzling, and the two suns competed for brilliance. Almost everyone was shocked by this scene.

One of the big suns quickly shuttled between the sky, and there was a round of human figures hidden in the bright sun.

The kings of life and death of the major forces, as well as the bosses of the holy realm, could clearly see the figures hidden in that round of bright sun.

It's Mu Xuankong, the Sword Sect headmaster Mu Xuankong!

In an instant, the entire Desolate Ancient Territory was completely boiling, and Mu Xuankong actually came out of the mountain.

What is this for?

The other super sects in the ancient wilderness were all shocked, and all the saints were forbidden to fly into the air and seemed nervous.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time that Mu Xuankong has left the Sword Sect since he became a saint.

In that big sun, everyone could feel the undisguised killing intent and anger from Mu Xuankong.

"What is Mu Xuankong doing? Is he going to start a holy war?"

In the ancient wilderness, but there have been no saints fighting for many years! !