Chapter 1557

"You tell me how you got in first."

Lin Yun looked at the Anliu flue.

The Jianzong branch was heavily guarded, and Lin Yun felt that it was unrealistic for an outsider to come in without knowing it and deceive those bigwigs in the realm of life and death.

"I was there before you came."

An Liuyan smiled, took out a token, and said, "Look at this."

Lin Yun looked up, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. This was the token of the inner disciple of Jianzong Shenxiaofeng.

"I am also a disciple of Sword Sect now." An Liuyan smiled.

"what happened?"

Lin Yun said strangely.

An Liuyan said with a smile: "After all, there is no room for demonic sects to survive in the ancient wilderness. Those of us who want to enter the ancient region can only cooperate with the sects in the ancient region. Of course, this kind of cooperation cannot be put on the bright side. It's just a tacit understanding of everyone."

"As long as it is within a certain range, it doesn't count as breaking the rules. I told you before that there is a lot of cooperation between Tiandinglou and Jianzong in the ancient wilderness."

Lin Yun nodded and didn't have much opinion on this.

He has long ago that the world is not black and white, as long as it is not an enemy of life and death, there are opportunities for cooperation.

As for the Magic Dao martial artist, Lin Yun has no more opinions.

The so-called Demon Dao Martial Artist is just a person who practices the Demon Dao Martial Arts, not all the evil people who have to die. Martial Dao is divided into righteous demons, but they are never good or bad, and it depends on the individual who practiced martial arts.

"You can go, Tianhuang City is very lively now."

An Liuyan blinked.

"Not interested in."

Lin Yun shook his head, the ancient battlefield was about to open soon, time was tight, and he didn't want to waste time.

Taking out the paper and ink in the room, Lin Yun began to practice calligraphy, not mastering the ninth sword of the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao, and always suppressed the confidence of the golden generation of Huanggu.

According to what Senior Brother Gu Ruochen said, the top three in the Xuantian Sect had the strength to kill the fifth level of the Dragon Vein, and they could retreat calmly against the strength of the sixth level of the Dragon Vein.

This is an extremely exaggerated strength, and it is worthy of being a golden monster trained by Tian Xuanzi himself.

"Then I will study ink for you."

An Liuyan did not quarrel or quarrel, smiled and said obediently.

Lin Yun couldn't refuse, so she could only study the ink beside her. Anyway, she believed the other party, and she was not afraid that the other party would see his own Nine Swords.

Heaven and earth are wild, wind, fire, thunder and ice!

There are thirty-six strokes in the sky, and eighteen strokes in the earth... Lin Yun wrote every word very slowly, and every word poured his own sword intent into it.

After the eight words were written, the sword intent was exhausted, and Lin Yun was dizzy and felt extremely empty.

But for Xiaoyao's ninth sword, it's still about looking at the flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

He was not in a hurry, sitting cross-legged on the spot, running the Dragon and Phoenix Sword of World Destruction to restore his true essence and consumed sword intent.

After the spirit and sword intent have recovered, continue to try again and again.

The process was tedious and tedious, and it was difficult for ordinary people to persevere. An Liuyan watched with gold stars in his eyes, only to feel that his head was extremely large.

How did he endure it?

An Liuyan was secretly surprised. She saw Lin Yun sitting on the ground weakly again, sweating on his forehead, and quickly picked up a fan to fan him.

After half an hour, Lin Yun opened his eyes.

Seeing An Liuyan holding the fan up and down, she smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

"The slave family sees how hard you are, so I'll give you a fan. It's like doing nothing." An Liuyan explained.

puff!

Lin Yun couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

"why are you laughing……"

An Liuyan's face turned red, even wearing men's clothes, she was not so soft.

Of course Lin Yun was amused. How could a good hand of the sacred artifact fan him? It is estimated that the original owner of this fan would never have imagined it.

It's just that he couldn't talk to An Liuyan, and smiled: "I'm fine."

"But does it make sense? I see you've been repeating it for a long time." An Liuyan couldn't help saying.

"Significant."

Lin Yundao: "Even if I can't write the ninth word, every time I write, my sword intent will improve a lot. I have just been promoted to the fifth grade sword intent. This is also a kind of cultivation, and it helps me a lot."

"But... wait, the fifth-grade sword intent?!!"

An Liuyan said in shock.

"Be quiet."

Lin Yun gestured to her.

An Liuyan quickly covered her mouth and looked at Lin Yun up and down, her eyes full of incredible voices.

"But I still have some doubts, is there really a ninth character?"

"Of course, my master wrote it."

"But...that's Yaoguang Sword Saint."

Hearing this, Lin Yun stepped forward with a pen and continued to try. He took a writing brush and rolled up his sleeves and said, "As an apprentice, you should respect your master, but you can't think of being better than your master. This is what my master said. Besides, the ninth I don't have a clue about every word."

When he said this, he looked at Anliu Yandao: "If you were to use one word to express the endless sadness and loneliness after the ultimate happiness, what word would you use?"

An Liuyan opened her mouth to speak, but after thinking about it, her brows gradually wrinkled.

After a while, he said: "If it was me, I might think of a word of pain. The endless sadness after the extreme happiness is still sadness after all, and only endless pain is left behind."

"pain."

Lin Yun murmured to himself and said in deep thought: "I always thought of emptiness or nothing before, the endless sadness after the extreme happiness, and I should see through the mundane world, everything is empty."

"No no no."

An Liuyan corrected: "I think everyone is different, maybe some people think of a dead word and just don't want to live!"

Lin Yun was startled when he heard the words, his pen stopped completely, and the whole person was completely stunned.

Everyone thinks differently!

It is so, it is so!

It's no wonder that Shizun stopped writing at the beginning. It's not that he doesn't want to teach, but that the ninth sword that everyone sees is different.

If you really don't want to teach, Master won't stop halfway through writing, and he won't waste your lifespan to prolong the passage of time right from the start.

After spending such a big price, how could he not teach him the ninth sword, it doesn't make sense at all.

It must have been halfway through writing, and suddenly I woke up and stopped writing.

An Liuyan's words awaken the dreamer!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lin Yun wrote and laughed, only to feel suddenly enlightened, and all the haze was swept away in an instant.

"Young Master Lin, why are you here?" An Liuyan asked in surprise.

"You helped me a lot!"

Lin Yun woke up and said solemnly, "You're right, everyone is different, so I don't need to try to figure out what other people think about the ninth word. I just need to follow my own thoughts!"

"So, what is the ninth character of Young Master Lin?"

"kill!"

Without hesitation, Lin Yun wrote a blood-stained killing on the paper, with endless sharpness and coldness, and a majestic killing intent that was so cold that one could not look directly at it.

kill! !

The ninth sword was created only after Nandi lost his lover.

There is nothing in the world, and it is difficult to be free.

For Lin Yun, Jianzong is his love. If Jianzong is destroyed, he will not be able to think of the second word except for the word "kill".

Just kill him and let all the damn people pay the price.

After the killing word was written, the other white papers in the room all floated up, and every word burst into a dazzling sword light.

The words inside seemed to have come to life, turning into a torrent of torrents that converged into a killing word, and then escaped into Lin Yun's body.

boom!

Lin Yun's mind suddenly exploded like a buzzing sound, and the ninth sword that belonged to him was completely formed.

Once he had an epiphany, the ninth sword of Xiaoyao that troubled Lin Yun was broken.

After a long time, Lin Yun opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Success."

"Congratulations."

An Liuyan said happily, her eyes narrowed slightly, like a crescent moon.

...

Time passed, and as the atmosphere of Tianhuang City continued to be hot, the day when the ancient battlefield opened finally came.

three days later.

When Chaoyang tore the last ray of darkness, the entire Tianhuang City became completely restless, and the silhouettes pierced through the air like arrows from the strings.

The dense figures, like overwhelming crows, rushed towards the location of the ancient battlefield.

Thousands of miles to the east of Tianhuang City!

The land here has already turned into a terrifying blood-black color, as if the blood has settled to the extreme, turning into a black color that can never be dispersed.

There is an unsettling atmosphere that is released from the black earth.

This is the ancient battlefield!

The ancient battlefield has long been shrouded in a terrifying formation. This formation is said to be formed by the joint arrangement of many top powerhouses during the period of darkness and turmoil.

For a long time, this area was inaccessible.

No matter how powerful the formation is, with the erosion of time, there will always be slight fluctuations, resulting in loopholes that can be entered.

This is an endless and vast black wasteland. The space at the end of the wasteland is distorted and turned into a terrible vortex to separate the heaven and the earth.

At this moment, in front of this vortex, the overwhelming figures fell like raindrops.

Swish!

Under the leadership of Chen Lei and Mu Chuan, the disciples of the Sword Sect appeared thousands of meters away from the whirlpool.

"What a big scene."

Lin Yun and others hung in the air, and when they saw the magnificent picture in front of them, they couldn't help but admire.

Above the wasteland, there is an endless sea of ​​people, and looking back, almost all of them are the leaders of the Dragon Vein Realm. It can be said that all the leaders of the Dragon Vein Realm under the age of 30 in the entire Desolate Ancient Territory have come, and even some sects and magic powers from outside the territory are also involved.

Lin Yun's eyes crossed the crowds and landed on a group of striking figures.

The group of people wore dark green robes, and their temperament was dusty. If there was a faint breath, it was as pure as a green gem in the world.

"That's the person from the Emerald Villa, and the leader is the most outstanding golden monster in the Emerald Villa, known as the Emerald Young Master Chen Tao. It is said that his strength has reached the peak of the quadruple dragon vein realm. The realm of the nine-layered glazed treasure body is said to be invulnerable to water and fire, and to swords and swords. Not only that, his attack is very strange, and he can assimilate a person's dragon essence into jade!"

On the side, Mu Xueqin spoke to Lin Yun.

"Glass Treasure Body?"

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, not knowing whether this Phaseless Treasure Body was stronger or weaker than his Canglong Holy Body.

"Don't underestimate it, Senior Brother suffered a loss in his hands, and even the Sword Intent of Shenxiao couldn't break through his Phaseless Treasure." Mu Xueqin seemed to see what he was thinking and said, "Not to mention his cultivation level. It’s still so high, I’ll leave it to Senior Brother Gu to deal with it, and tell you secretly that Senior Brother Gu has cultivated the Akasaka Sword Art to the ninth peak!”

so strong?

Lin Yun glanced at Gu Ruochen, it was really scary.

Strictly speaking, the Chixiao Sword Art is not weaker than the Shenxiao Sword Art, and even more domineering in terms of offensive alone.

Instructing Mu Xuankong to cultivate the Scarlet Firmament Sword Art, Gu Ruochen was able to cultivate to the ninth level, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

His own Divine Firmament Sword Art has only been cultivated to the fifth level, of course... The first is that he has a short entry time, and the second is that the power of the Nether is really difficult to find.

If you can't find enough Nether Power, it is difficult to rely on your understanding to improve the Divine Sky Sword Art.

"The people from Shengyin Pavilion and Xuangu have also arrived."

Mu Xueqin's eyes lit up. The two factions were friendly with Sword Sect, which could be regarded as a great help in the ancient battlefield.