Chapter 1537

"Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yaoguang stop writing, Lin Yun hurried over.

"This sword, don't look at it yet." Yao Guang stopped the pen, sighed, and said to Lin Yun.

"Why?"

Lin Yun was puzzled.

He has always believed that there must be a last sword in the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao, and each sword can be used for all kinds of pleasures.

It may be a bit exaggerated to be comparable, but Nandi was definitely invincible by his peers with this swordsmanship back then!

Now the master took a look and drew all the swordsmanships in it, proving that there is indeed the ninth sword.

Yao Guang didn't speak, his eyes showed a look of contemplation, and he said after a while: "This last sword overturned all the previous eight swords. You may go crazy when you see it now. He didn't leave this last sword in the painting, He did have his intentions."

"Master, what is this last sword??"

Lin Yun is not as crazy as Zhao Yan, but his obsession with kendo is no worse than anyone else.

Xiaoyao Jiujian, this last sword, he is really curious!

"There is nothing in the world, and since it is difficult to be free, after this sword, there will be no free sword in the world!"

Seeing Lin Yun's persistence, Yaoguang smiled and explained it to him, then sighed softly: "Nandi lived up to the reputation of invincibility back then, this sword technique may have been created by him, but when he created the last sword, his state of mind was very different. There has been a great change, resulting in the complete incompatibility of the artistic conception of the ninth sword and the previous eight swords."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and the color of doubt in his eyes became more intense.

There is nothing in the world, and it is difficult to be free again. What is this sword like? Why after casting it, there is no more Happy Sword in the world.

Nandi's mind really can't guess.

"Don't worry about it, master these four swords first... There are nearly 900 kinds of changes in these four swords. Only by mastering all the changes can you barely get started." Yaoguang looked at Lin Yun and interrupted his thinking.

"Um."

Lin Yun nodded, then turned and left.

Yaoguang smiled and said, "You child, did Master tell you to leave?"

Lin Yun scratched his head and said, "Master didn't ask me to practice swordsmanship, I just defeated all kinds of changes, and I wrote them all down."

Yaoguang smiled and said, "Actually, the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao are said to be nine different swordsmanships, and I prefer to divide them into three levels. Ice can be counted as the second, and the ninth sword can be counted as the third."

"The second level is different from the first level, unlike the four major sword moves of the first level, which are all implicated in each other. For example, the two characters of heaven and earth can overlap, Xuan and Huang can be transformed into each other, and even the four ancient characters can be combined. Connected into a line, so that there is no end to life, and the source is endless."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, this was the first time he had heard of such a statement.

When he was dealing with people, he really felt something, especially the two characters of heaven and earth, which could completely overlap. After overlapping, the heaven and the earth are reversed, and the entire void will be distorted, making the enemy fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

"The second difficulty is that the moves are not coherent, the four moods cannot be coherent, and even restrain each other, each move is independent, and the flaws will be more than the first. But the advantage is also obvious, that is, the power Big!"

Even the master Yaoguang said that it was powerful, and Lin Yun couldn't help but feel excited.

"Each of these four swords can be said to be the sword of the king. The Southern Emperor is indeed called a genius of the ages. What is Xiaoyao, the heaven and earth are mysterious, the wind, fire, thunder and ice, the world's Xiaoyao are all among these eight swords..."

Yaoguang talked a lot, then paused and said: "So if you practice these four swords as usual, it will take a long time, maybe half a year, and you will barely succeed. This has nothing to do with kendo talent, even if your understanding is comparable to Nan's. Emperor, it won't be too fast, there are not many shortcuts to reach the extreme."

It takes half a year to complete a small success, is this an exaggeration?

Even if Lin Yun practiced swordsmanship, even if he remembered it, he could master it once, and it was as strong as Tianshui swordsmanship.

"So these four swords are for the teacher to help you practice with holy objects. If you have a chance, you can see if you can succeed." Yaoguang looked solemn and looked at Lin Yundao: "The teacher said that there are no shortcuts to these four swords, so only You can use it to prolong the passage of time and understand it well.”

After Yaoguang finished speaking, he took up the pen again, and at the same time, several strands of gray hair slowly fell on Yaoguang's forehead.

It was only then that Lin Yun noticed that this was originally a sacred artifact, which was also driven by the rules of the holy way, and its power was unimaginable in Lin Yun's realm.

Swish swish!

Yaoguang held the pen and started to write again. Figures flew out of the picture scroll under his pen, and the words turned into sounds, echoing between the world.

Lin Yun was in it, and he only felt that the world was upside down and the space was distorted.

Everything in the world has become illusory, and time has slowed down like a long river.

Before he could think about it, Lin Yun felt a great murderous intention, and all the hazy figures flew towards him.

Lin Yun was forced to pull out the funeral flower and meet the enemy with a sword.

Clang clang!

In an instant, he turned among the many figures, and Lin Yun urged his body to move, walking among them, his sword protruding like a dragon.

It seems that there is no track to be found, but if you look closely, every step he takes, and even every sword he makes, is fixed to death by a figure.

Figures from all walks of life formed an array with swords, blocking his way and blocking his sword.

Only following a fixed route and a fixed sword move can block the sword light in the silhouette's hand. But this sword formation is ever-changing, as fast as starlight, and if you are not careful, you will see it wrong.

At first, Lin Yun could still keep up, but gradually he couldn't keep up, and the purple-gold dragon pattern on his body was constantly cut off by the sword light.

His clothes were also stained with blood, and his expression became a little nervous, and in the end all his mind was forced to immerse himself in it.

He was short of breath, his heart was beating wildly, his blood was boiling, and his emotions were unprecedentedly tense.

It's so hard!

Sweat dripped from Lin Yun's forehead, his face was pale, and the sword light in his hand kept coming.

Are these sword moves all the variables of Xiaoyao Jiujian?

It's a bit too much, right? There are really only 900 kinds of changes? I'll remember it tomorrow, why it still goes wrong, it shouldn't be.

But the reality couldn't allow Lin Yun to think too much. He was in such a change, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

Time has passed, and I don't know how long it has passed.

one day!

two days!

Three days!

One month, two months, three months... Lin Yun didn't eat or drink, he was in the formation, and Yaoguang did not stop writing.

Under such terrifying training, Lin Yun's swordsmanship has changed a lot, and he has been able to find the variables in the formation.

Instead of following a certain set of routines as before, the silhouettes of those wielding swords also slowed down in his eyes.

And all of this, Lin Yun suddenly did not know, he did not notice.

The formation no longer changes with Yaoguang's brush and ink, but changes with his sword moves. In the end, it is not he who is resisting the sword formation, but Yaoguang resisting the sword moves he uses.

The period is mysterious and cannot be explained in words.

During the repetition day after day, Lin Yun became much thinner, but his eyes became brighter.

At this moment, Yaoguang's hand holding the pen slowed down, a gratified smile appeared in his eyes, and then he speeded up again.

boom!

In an instant, Yaoguang Sword Saint's aura changed dramatically, and he muttered to himself.

An indescribable sword force erupted on him. He picked up the pen and wrote, while saying: "I have a sword, like the wind, like the wind that rolls nine days and annihilates the world."

Lin Yun's face suddenly changed, and he saw the endless rays of light, which turned into a violent and unimaginable wind under Yaoguang's brush.

"wind!"

Lin Yun didn't have time to think, just like instinct, he shouted and swung his sword out.

boom!

The two ancient wind characters collided in the void, and the wind howled, shaking the earth. Outside the distorted space, the nine heavens shattered, the common people died, and all kinds of visions changed.

"I have a sword, like fire, like the fire that burns the mountains and boils the sea in all directions!"

fire!

Lin Yun rose into the air, turned around, and a fire character flew out of the sword.

boom!

The two fire characters collided, and the distorted light curtain around was filled with flames, and the domineering flames swept the world.

"I have a sword, like thunder, like the halberd of slaughtering gods and slaying immortals."

thunder!

Lin Yun tapped his toes in the void, and the thunder light above his head turned into a mighty sky, falling with a sword.

"I have a sword, like ice, like the ice that seals everything in the cold winter."

Swish swish!

Lin Yun was wearing a green shirt, and the man turned upside down in the void, his eyes surging with cold light, looking back at his sword, the endless ice sword force evolved into a word of ice.

When the two ice characters collided, Lin Yun fell from the sky, looking at the sword in his hand inconceivable.

Feng Huo Lei Bing, have you learned this?

He looked up, and suddenly found that a few strands of hair fell on Master's head, and it was still falling and not really falling.

Immediately, his face changed dramatically, and he said, "Master, how long has it just been?"

"Finger a moment."

Yaoguang put down the pen, and a few strands of hair fell with it.

Lin Yun opened his mouth wide, in disbelief, he clearly felt that at least three months had passed.

But Shizun said that for a moment, is this the shortcut that Shizun said?

But this shortcut, the price is not small!

"Have you ever thought about why Master doesn't give you his inheritance, Master doesn't seem to have taught you anything." Yaoguang looked at Lin Yun and asked.

"Master, don't say that!"

Lin Yun quickly shook his head.

Yaoguang did not teach him any martial arts, but the guidance he could give him could not be replaced by anyone.

Especially when they met for the first time, Lin Yun benefited from the truth about kendo.

Not to mention that the master has personally taught him swordsmanship several times. Although the swordsmanship is not his own inheritance, he can feel that he has benefited a lot every time he meets Lin Yun.

Just the set of nine free and easy swords, said to be the inheritance of the Southern Emperor, but it was handed over to him by the master.

Yao Guang smiled and said, "No, I really didn't teach you anything as a teacher. I just magnified your strengths, strengthened your Dao heart, and taught you to simplify the complexity. Don't be distracted before the dragon veins."

Lin Yun was thoughtful and silent.

"Xiao Lin Yun, you have to remember that you are still a piece of rough jade, and you have to constantly carve yourself, don't leave too many imprints of other people. You have to become stronger, don't become as strong as the master, you have to become Stronger than anyone, stronger than Master, stronger than Tianxuanzi, and one day stronger than Nine Emperors!"

Yao Guang's smile restrained a little, and said solemnly.

This... Lin Yun felt a lot of pressure for a while, I don't know why Master mentioned this.

"I have also learned a lot from you. If I had met you earlier, I wouldn't have gotten to where I am today." Yao Guang sighed, showing a rare hint of heaviness.

Life is about to end, and death is sad.

Swordsmen are not afraid of death?

But if he can live, who is willing to die, not to mention, he has so many reasons to live.

"Master, stop talking."

Lin Yun put his sword back in its sheath and hurried forward.

"Hehe, little guy, don't worry about me. What you should worry about is yourself. In the eyes of many people, being a teacher is just a person who is about to run out of fuel. There are very few people in this world who can believe that I can reach that point. "

Yaoguang's eyes were burning, he looked at Lin Yun and said: "But you are different, you are a fire in the eyes of others! This fire is still burning so vigorously, it is more dazzling than the sun, and the sky in the ancient wilderness cannot be covered. It's on fire. You make them feel dazzling, like a stab in the throat, like a stab in the eye... You're more dangerous than a teacher."

"The ancient battlefield is open, and the teacher is very worried about you!"

Yao Guang sighed.

Three times!

Lin Yun's heart sank. When he saw the master this time, the master sighed three times in total, and this one was the heaviest.

"Master, although you can rest assured to cross the calamity, the ancient battlefield, the disciple will never let Master down! Never let Jianzong be humiliated! I will definitely not let him repeat the tragedy 20 years ago."

thump!

Lin Yun knelt down on one knee and saluted with a sword, tears in his eyes like mist, but a blazing flame was burning in the depths of his eyes.

"The disciple receives the teacher's favor, and I will strengthen my sword sect!!"