Chapter 1899

"Dead wood is hard to carve, this saint punishes you for three days of self-examination!"

The Sword Saint Tianxuan has gone away, but her icy scolding still echoes in the square in front of the temple.

Thirty-six scrolls, thirty-six ancient characters, arranged in disorder, filled with ancient meaning trapped Lin Yun in them.

"That's good, let's get shy and trapped. Let's keep a low profile, don't act like that, the more you act, the worse you get."

Inside the Ziyuan sword box, there was Xiao Bingfeng's gloating voice.

"Don't worry, it's only three days."

Lin Yun sat cross-legged and comforted.

"If you can't break these thirty-six words, I don't think it will be three days. Maybe she gets more and more angry after she goes back. Three days may become three months, three years, thirty years, three years. century……"

Xiao Bingfeng hit Lin Yun mercilessly.

"It should be unlikely."

Lin Yun comforted himself.

"Why is it impossible. This emperor has long seen that your master must have failed others. Yaoguang asked you to come here to atone for your sins. As a result, you have been pretending, and you still do not recognize your identity. She is afraid that I'm already angry."

Xiao Bingfeng said solemnly, "But I don't think she's really mad, otherwise, she wouldn't specifically instruct you in swordsmanship, and let you become one with ten thousand swords."

Lin Yun pondered silently, although the emperor was used to talking nonsense, but this time it seemed to make some sense.

Master really let himself atone for his sins?

And no matter what the truth was back then, the past of Tianxuan Sword Saint and Master must be extremely complicated.

Thousands of years of love and grievances can be simply stated without love and hate.

"You Yaoguang disciple can't admit defeat once?"

A sentence suddenly flew through Lin Yun's mind, and he savored the gradual change in his face.

I didn't care much at the time, but now that I think about it, this sentence is full of deep meaning.

Lin Yun thought so, he couldn't help but believe a little, and said, "So, how to be soft?"

Xiao Bingfeng said quite proudly: "Actually, it's very simple. You just don't know it when you are in the game. If you call me your wife, Sword Saint Tianxuan will definitely let go of her grudges."

Lin Yun was immediately stunned, only to feel that the girl started talking nonsense again.

"Don't believe it? If she didn't still have love for Yao Guang, why would she teach you swordsmanship, what would she want from you?"

Xiao Bingfeng taught him a lesson: "What's more, you have been calling people Shishuzu, which is obviously not very good. You are calling people old."

"It's all called that, it's a respectful title, not to mention she's a senior, almost three thousand years old." Lin Yun whispered.

If Tianxuan Sword Saint and Yaoguang are of the same generation, they are almost the same age, of course, it is completely invisible from the outside.

"Ah."

Xiao Bingfeng sneered: "This emperor is still 100,000 years old. You call me ancestors to try? This emperor smashed your scumbag head on the spot!"

mother, mother...

Lin Yun murmured a few times in his heart, and then shook his head, obviously not very reliable.

Not to mention whether Shizun and Tianxuan Sword Saint have reached this stage, even if they do, it is a rather disrespectful title if there is no clear match.

It's better, and more respectful, than the uncle.

"I was almost persuaded by your little girl."

Lin Yun laughed dumbly. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to cultivate, intending to use the sword soul to practice the unity of ten thousand swords in the sea of ​​swords.

Anyway, it was only three days, and it passed in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, then just wait and see, see if this Emperor is wrong." Xiao Bingfeng said firmly.

Swish swish!

Along with the exercise of the sword soul between the eyebrows, on the ground where Lin Yun was sitting cross-legged, ink figures appeared one after another.

The figure in ink and wash complements each other with the golden villain, constantly rehearsing the Thirteen Firefly Swords.

Many ink figures, quietly and at an extremely slow speed, drew a circle with a circle.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

If it was as Xiao Bingfeng expected, the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint did not appear, instead, the sound of the piano woke Lin Yun up.

"Xi Qin."

Lin Yun opened his eyes.

Swish swish!

Many ink figures that were not very still disappeared like smoke, escaping into the depths of Lin Yun's eyebrows the moment he opened his eyes.

Looking around, there were thirteen circular sword marks on the ground at some point in time.

Lin Yun glanced at random, and then looked up in the direction of the sound of the piano. The sound of the piano came from one of the thirteen peaks in the four corners of the Wuchen Palace.

If I remember correctly, it was Bai Shuying's residence.

Lin Yun knew for a long time that Bai Shuying lived there, and during this time she would occasionally play some musical instruments when she was free at night.

Guzheng, pipa, guqin, dongxiao, and bamboo flute, this Orchid Saint is really proficient in rhythm, and she knows a lot of musical instruments.

Only today, he actually heard the sound of Xiqin, the Erquan Yingyue that he played at the Langya Gala.

"Has Xi Qin spread the word?"

Lin Yun muttered to himself softly, and then he looked back.

As everyone knows, Bai Shuying on the mountain palace is also looking down at the trapped Lin Yun.

Shizun really treats this night Qingtian differently. She has been with Shizun for so long, and she has never seen Shizun treat anyone so special.

Lin Yun didn't know what these ancient words meant, but she was quite clear, and even had a hint of subtle emotions.

In such a short time, Master taught him a lot of things.

...

In the square in front of the dust-free palace, Lin Yun slowly got up. He looked at the ancient characters on the scroll, and pondered: "These are actually swordsmanship."

"Yes." The Great Emperor responded: "But it's all messed up, the order is reversed, and even the Emperor didn't figure it out for a while."

"Are you researching?"

"Nonsense, you are really trapped inside, who will find the sun and moon gods for this emperor." Xiao Bingfeng said solemnly.

"I'll try it first."

Lin Yun stood up, found a picture scroll at random, stretched out his hand and stuck it on the paper.

Accident happened!

The ancient characters on the scroll released a dazzling electric light, which directly bounced him away.

At the same time, the ancient characters in the painting seem to have come to life, and the strokes are decomposed into ink figures.

The world is changing!

Lin Yun activated the daily secret technique, and his body was unpredictable, avoiding all the sword lights.

Whoosh!

Then he stretched out his arms and landed calmly on the ground.

Whoa!

Thirty-six scrolls moved slowly, crossed each other again, and arranged in different directions.

The original intention of Sword Saint Tianxuan was not to really trap me, but to teach me another set of swordsmanship after seeing that I had mastered the ten thousand swords.

Swordsmanship is hidden in these thirty-six ancient characters.

In fact, the basics have been practiced, and the progress is rapid, and you can practice the real swordsmanship.

"Master Uncle said that Yaoguang's lineage is unwilling to admit defeat, Master Uncle himself, why not..."

Lin Yun sighed in his heart, only feeling that Shizun and Tianxuan were afraid that neither would admit defeat.

Do you want me to comprehend it myself? This difficulty is not ordinary.

"Xiao Bingfeng, did you see anything?" Lin Yun said.

"No. But..."

"But what?"

"Have you noticed that the four characters that rotten wood is difficult to carve are exactly thirty-six strokes, and the mystery may be in it." Xiao Bingfeng said solemnly.

Lin Yun was stunned, he was very sure, this is what Tianxuan Jiansheng reprimanded people.

"Try and see if you can find these four words." Xiao Bingfeng said.

Lin Yun was suspicious, looking carefully at the thirty-six scrolls.

boom!

After a while, these picture scrolls turned frantically, and countless figures and visions kept blooming.

Lin Yun was dazzled and dizzy. He only felt that endless information poured into his mind, and his entire head was about to explode.

The situation was too dangerous, and there was no sign at all. Lin Yun had a splitting headache, and blood soon flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Canglong Heart!

Lin Yun shouted angrily in his heart, his hands formed ten thousand star marks, and with a bang, Canglong Jianxin was instantly activated.

hum!

The silver sword balls bloomed on the chest, and the silver sword brilliance quickly diffused out. Every inch of his skin, every bone, and even the flowing blood turned bright silver from the inside out.

Whoosh!

The picture scroll was still spinning very fast, but in Lin Yun's eyes, every word became extremely clear.

"Really!"

Lin Yun stood in the air, his silver hair fell like a waterfall, and he was clattering in his clothes.

He was surprised to find that there were indeed four words in it, which were incompatible with the other thirty-two scrolls.

The mood and rhythm are different.

But in the mosaic of these four picture scrolls, when the eyes are mixed, it is as fast as lightning, making it difficult to capture.

"Sword Heart Psychic."

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, and a silver blue dragon rushed out of the sword's heart, swish, and the next moment it turned into a frightening giant.

When he came back, there was a picture scroll in his mouth.

It looks like a huge body, and it moves as fast as a sword, coming and going like electricity.

rub rub!

After a while, the four scrolls stood in the air and landed in front of Lin Yun.

The crooked pen and ink on it, at a glance, it is the four characters that are difficult to carve by rotten wood, and there is no ancient meaning at all.

Lin Yun opened his mouth, but was speechless for a long time.

Before, I deliberately omitted one word, but now I deliberately use these four words as the key to cracking this game.

Regardless of Lin Yun's great ability, he could only bite the bullet and take the initiative to claim the words "difficult to carve rotten wood".

Xiao Bingfeng said with a smile: "This uncle is really naughty, okay, don't be stunned, you can take a closer look and see if these four words have other secrets."

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, and when he looked closely, his face quickly changed.

"what……"

"Huh what?"

"The brush and ink of these four characters seem to have been chopped up and reassembled. As a whole, there is neither ancient rhyme nor sacred brilliance, but each fragment clearly contains extremely powerful sword intent and incomplete Miracle."

Lin Yun said softly.

"puzzle!"

Xiao Bingfeng's eyes lit up and said, "It must be a puzzle. You have to spell out what the real ancient characters are on this picture scroll."

"Let me try."

Lin Yun took a deep breath, used the Canglong Sword Heart to fix the four scrolls, and then used the sword intent to assemble these incomplete brush and ink fragments.

Swish swish!

Lin Yun tried again and again, and failed again and again. There were more than a thousand fragments, and the possibilities were unimaginable.

"Fighting randomly, it should be impossible to succeed."

After Lin Yun failed hundreds of times, he made a decision in his heart.

Since Sword Saint Tianxuan has the intention to teach him, he will not really put him in a desperate situation, and will definitely leave some clues.

If it is really said, I am afraid it is still on this rotten wood that is difficult to carve.

He thought while trying, Boom, suddenly, an electric light flashed in Lin Yun's mind.

"I see."

Lin Yun had a smile on his face, a look of joy in his eyes, swish swish, and manipulated his hands on the scroll.

After a while, four ancient handwritings appeared in front of Lin Yun.

Strange to say, Lin Yun didn't know a single word, but when the four words appeared together, he instantly understood the meaning.

It is dead wood and flowers!

In desperation, the invincible flower blooms.

Whoosh whoosh!

At the same time, the ink and wash strokes on the thirty-six scrolls melted into streaks of holy light, escaping into his mind.

"In the middle of the day!"

"Withered wood grows flowers!"

"A short distance away!"

...

The ancient characters that I didn't know before appeared one by one in my mind, and at the same time, there were many more obscure scriptures.

It's swordsmanship!

This is an extremely powerful swordsmanship, much more terrifying than the Thirteen Firefly Swords. It contains the deepest terrifying vision, and even the Sword Intent of the Galaxy is extremely terrifying.

rock!

The picture scrolls that stood in the air fell to the ground one by one, and the picture scrolls were blank and lifeless.