Lin Yun nodded and didn't feel anything wrong, after all, he had already seen Jiujian.
As long as you can see the next four swords clearly, and the Firefly Divine Sword has entered the Holy Scroll, it is enough to memorize them all.
Sword Saint Tianxuan said: "The first sword, withered trees grow flowers!"
Swish!
Sword Saint Tianxuan drew her sword out of the scabbard, she tapped her feet, and turned her toes on the ground.
next moment!
Her body seemed to have turned into a thousand-zhang divine tree. After thousands of years of wind and rain, white flowers grew on its branches.
"This tree seems familiar? It seems to be the sacred parasol tree..."
Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, the same dead wood grows flowers, in the hands of Tianxuan Sword Saint and Bai Shuying, they are completely two different sword moves.
Clang!
Before he could see clearly, Lin Yun was shocked and flew out by this sword momentum, and the sound of phoenix ming sounded, the sword pierced out of the void and a hole appeared immediately.
Above the divine tree, the phoenix soared, and thousands of sword brilliance bloomed.
The sharp edge of the sword made Lin Yun unable to look directly, and his eyes were stabbed in pain.
Amazing!
Tianxuan Sword Saint, the cultivation base used is not more than half-sacred. Does this mean that I can also achieve such power?
"In the middle of the day!"
Another sword was swung out, and the aura of Sword Saint Tianxuan suddenly changed drastically, she rose up in the sky, and the vast sword intent gathered into a great sun.
It was the sound of the sun condensed by the sword intent of the galaxy. When the sun appeared, a galaxy of stars emerged, the rivers rolled, and the stars twinkled.
A whole nine galaxy, surrounded by the sun, condensed a vast starry sky.
Lin Yun was extremely astonished, how could Xinghe Sword Intent still be used like this?
"A short distance away!"
This sword involves the artistic conception of space, and with one step, the point where the sword is pointed is thousands of miles away.
No, this creates an illusion of space, directly losing the sense of space and unable to capture the kendo trajectory.
"Fire Tree Silver Flower!"
"Drive the thunder and turn on the electricity!"
"The fire burns the sky!"
"The wind is drunk for nine days!"
"Feihong treads the snow!"
"Four seas rise!"
"Mirror Flowers Water Moon!"
"Homecoming!"
"All plants and trees are soldiers!"
After all the thirteen swords were drilled, Lin Yun was dazzled and entered a mysterious state.
The Sword Saint Tianxuan had already put his sword back into its sheath, but there were still all kinds of pictures left in front of Lin Yun's eyes. In the sky and the ground, the Sword Saint Tianxuan was dancing with his sword.
Various visions are constantly overlapping and separating, sometimes real, sometimes illusory, and very mysterious.
Sword Saint Tianxuan didn't bother him, and only waited for his eyes to gradually become brighter, and when he raised his head and walked over, he said, "Remember not."
"I barely remember it."
Lin Yundao.
Sword Saint Tianxuan said: "The sage asks you, what is the difference between this scroll and the previous one."
Lin Yun pondered for a moment, and said, "I just feel dazzled, confused, and my head is about to explode. If I have to say it, the first volume is obviously a whole, from the light of the firefly to the brilliance of the sun and the moon, to the snow of the Tianshan Mountains. , in the end, when the ten thousand swords return to one, there are traces to follow.”
"And this second volume seems to be all-encompassing, but it's just a gibberish. Every sword is unrelated to each other, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, sun, moon, mountains and rivers, time and space, and even traces of the way of life."
Sword Saint Tianxuan showed a satisfied look, and it is too rare to have such a feeling after just reading it once.
This guy is really a genius, but unfortunately he wasted some time here in Jingchen, he should have been taught it long ago.
Sword Saint Tianxuan pondered: "You are right, the first volume can be combined with ten thousand swords, but the second volume is one sword and one step, and one step is as high as a thousand zhang, and when you reach the last sword, it is ten thousand zhang high! "
"It's normal for you to feel chaotic. In the past three years, there were only ten people who could complete this volume before Half-Saint."
Lin Yun was thoughtful, without too many surprises, this swordsmanship is really difficult, he knew it a long time ago.
Sword Saint Tianxuan said: "You should know that there are many ancient and powerful kendo inheritances in this world, which have been passed down from generation to generation and completed from generation to generation, and it has become extremely terrifying by now."
"But these people's inheritance, no one else can get it. Everyone is locked in their own homes, locked in their own sects, and locked in their teachers' gates."
Lin Yun said: "This is nature."
Sword Saint Tianxuan said: "But Jianzu is different. He made his own way public, just to give Jianxiu a fair chance. As long as you have enough talent to understand the Firefly Divine Sword he left behind, Any clan, aristocratic family, or holy land can be pushed horizontally with a single sword.”
"The sword cultivators in the world all benefit from the sword ancestor. This sage also hopes that you can rely on the light of the firefly left by the sword ancestor to illuminate the galaxy, and at the famous sword conference, the sword will blow the sky."
A look of surprise flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, he raised his head and said, "Uncle Master wants me to go to the Famous Sword Conference?"
He knew about the Famous Sword Conference, but all along, Sword Saint Tianxuan had not indicated that he wanted him to go.
"You have to go, you are going to Hidden Sword Villa to get something for your master."
Sword Saint Tianxuan said solemnly: "If it wasn't for your master, do you think this Saint would care about this Sword Conference?"
Lin Yun's heart sank, he had indeed heard someone say it.
In the past Famous Sword Conference, Tianxuan Sword Saint didn't pay much attention to it, so he just ignored it.
"What?" Lin Yun said.
"What can I get at the Hidden Sword Villa? Naturally, it is the sword. If it weren't for this, do you think your careful wife would have allowed me to set foot in the Xuannuyuan?" Sword Saint Tianxuan was quite playful.
"Before your cultivation base was low, and this sage didn't count on you. Now that you are number one on the human king list, there is no reason not to go."
Sword Saint Tianxuan continued: "With you here, no one else has to go."
Lin Yun nodded, but felt like a dream.
In the previous Xiaoming Sword Conference, he was helping Jian Jingtian to hold the sword, but now at the 20-yearly Daming Sword Conference, he is still helping people to hold the sword.
It's just that this time it was replaced by Master!
Thinking of the experience of holding a sword last time, Lin Yun's expression became much more solemn, and it was just a sub-rudder.
The Tibetan Sword Villa is different. There will be swordsmen from all over the world, and all the swordsmen below the Kunlun Semi-Saint will go there.
"What is this sword called?" Lin Yun took a deep breath and asked directly.
"Oven."
Sword Saint Tianxuan groaned and said, "Hidden Sword Villa has made many famous swords, but there are two very special swords, one is Chixiao and the other is an oven. The combination of the two swords can be comparable to a magic weapon."
Lin Yun was thinking, and Sword Saint Tianxuan continued: "You must get this sword, because the Chixiao Sword is now in Tianxuanzi's hands."
"what!"
Lin Yun opened his mouth, his expression flashed with anger.
Tian Xuanzi, it's him again!
This guy really did everything he could to destroy the Sword Sect.
You must know that when he was young, the master still had kindness to him.
"I will definitely get this sword, no matter who stands in front of me!" Lin Yun said with a firm gaze and a serious tone.
Sword Saint Tianxuan nodded and said, "You can comprehend Yinghuo Divine Sword yourself. I can't teach you too much about the rest. I can only say that it looks messy. In fact, these thirteen swords are still related."
"After the second volume is completed, I will give you the Enrollment Volume."
As she spoke, she took out the second volume of the sword manual and handed it to Lin Yun.
After Lin Yun took it, he asked curiously, "What about after three volumes?"
Tianxuan Sword Saint said: "In addition to the three volumes of the Firefly Divine Sword, the Sword Ancestor also left behind a Origin Sword Monument. Now the Sword Monument is in the hands of Yu Qingfeng, the Sword Emperor of Tianjue City, if the three volumes can be completed. , you are qualified to observe this monument."
Lin Yun wrote down this matter, it seems that he will have to go to Tianjue City in the future.
"By the way, how strong is Tianxuanzi? How does he compare with his wife?" Lin Yun asked.
Sword Saint Tianxuan sighed and said, "How strong do you think you will be in five hundred years?"
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, wondering why the Sword Saint Tianxuan asked like that.
"Three hundred years ago, Tian Xuanzi was famous in the Eastern Wilderness, and his style is not inferior to you. He is a genius in the sky, and he is the best in the Eastern Wilderness. In the eyes of many people, he will definitely become an emperor in the future, and he has a chance to equal the nine emperors."
Tianxuan Sword Saint sternly said.
"Not only that, he also has a lot of friendships with many forces, leaving behind a lot of favors, and he can respond to every call in Donghuang."
"There have always been rumors that when he pacifies the ancient world, he will become the king of the entire Eastern Wasteland."
After the Sword Saint Tianxuan and the Great Saint Jingchen both left, Lin Yun stayed in the dojo alone.
Under the gaze of the Buddha statue, Lin Yun sat cross-legged with the sword score in hand, flipping page by page.
But his mind was all about Tianxuanzi, as well as Chixiao and Oven Two Swords, and he was completely unable to comprehend "Firefly Excalibur".
His eyes stared blankly at Jianpu, his thoughts were chaotic, his right hand gestured in the void at will, and his expression was a little irritable.
suddenly!
When the sound of footsteps came, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and when he raised his hand, a sword light hit him.
This is an instinctive response to emotional irritability.
Click!
As the sword light passed by, an exclamation sounded, Lin Yun suddenly woke up, looked up and found that it was Senior Sister Xinyan coming.
The sword light was too fast, and she was unprepared. Even if she dodged quickly, her wrist was still injured, and the blood kept spilling out.
In an instant, Lin Yun panicked, quickly put down the sword score and rushed over.
Lin Yun couldn't care less, holding the opponent's wrist, his eyes filled with regret.
He just seemed to strike at random, but in fact it contained a little Star River Sword Intent, and it was difficult to avoid it if he was caught off guard.
Fortunately, the sword light was just a scratch, but even so, the wound was still deep.
"Damn, Sister Xinyan, please bear with me, I will heal you right away."
Lin Yun held his wrist and wanted to activate the Azure Dragon God Bone to heal his wounds with the Qi of the Azure Dragon.
But at this moment, he was surprised to find out.
The wound on Xinyan's wrist healed automatically at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time forced out the Xinghe Sword Intent little by little.
This is?
Without waiting for Lin Yun to speak, Xinyan said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, what are you thinking about, that sword almost killed me just now."
Lin Yun was shocked and realized something.
Little brother!
Xinyan added a small character in front of her junior brother. In fact, when she tried to persuade the two junior sisters to fight, she called Lin Yun as junior junior brother.
At this point, Lin Yun blurted out the word Xinyan in a hurry, but it completely pierced the layer of window paper.
Lin Yun looked up, the two looked at each other, and everything was silent.