Chapter 1962

It's really the Holy Son of Daoyang!

Lin Yun was calm on the surface, but he couldn't hide his shock in his heart.

It's hard to imagine that this young man who is dirtier than a beggar with a beard like overgrown with weeds will be the Holy Son of Daoyang.

According to rumors, this person is boundless in style and is the best in the Eastern Wilderness. Together with the little princess of Divine Phoenix Mountain, they are called the Eastern Wilderness Twin Stars.

When Lin Yun first came to Tiandao Sect, he had heard of this person's prestige. Now that he saw the real person, the contrast was too great.

"I have seen my brother."

Shocked and shocked, Lin Yun still had to be polite.

"Ye Qingtian, you are very good." Li Daoyang laughed softly, he was here to see Lin Yun on this trip.

After seeing it now, I am quite satisfied, even exceeding expectations, the only trouble may be his identity.

"Do you want to go to the Sky Wheel Pagoda?" Li Daoyang said: "It's not the lowest level where other saints enter, but the core secret realm of the Sky Wheel Pagoda."

"Of course I do."

Lin Yundao: "However, I plan to go after being promoted to Half-Saint."

The opportunity of Tian Lun Pagoda is rare. Lin Yun didn't want to waste it when his cultivation base was too low. He had to wait until he stepped into the holy way.

The higher the realm, the more benefits!

"Smart man, then you can make a breakthrough." Li Daoyang took a deep look at Lin Yun before preparing to leave.

"Li Daoyang, after going out for so long, I didn't bring a present to this fairy!" Fairy Crane said with her arms crossed.

Li Daoyang said with a smile: "Take it, take it, stretch out your hand."

"hey-hey."

Crane Fairy stretched out her hand with a smile, full of anticipation.

Snapped!

Li Daoyang slapped the palm directly on it, and the pained Fairy Crane said angrily, "What are you doing!"

"This holy son's love is all for you." Li Daoyang laughed a few times, and left so shamelessly.

"Stinky bastard, this fairy curses you not to take a bath for the rest of your life." Fairy Crane's face flushed with anger, and she felt wronged.

Lin Yun smiled, this guy is a wonderful person.

"Ye Qingtian, you can't imitate him, this guy with no conscience." Fairy Crane pouted.

Lin Yun nodded, and then swallowed the nine-color sky cloud fruit.

Kaka!

When the holy fruit entered the body, Lin Yun's injuries completely recovered, both the cracks on his face and the skin on the surface were as delicate as a baby.

Without rushing to refine, Lin Yun took advantage of this feeling and cultivated the Firefly Divine Sword on the top of the mountain to enter the Holy Scroll.

Dead wood blooms!

In the middle of the day!

So far away!

Fire tree silver flower!

Lightning strike!

Burning fire!

He will continue to practice the six swords he has mastered on the top of the mountain. As time goes by, the vision contained in the swordsmanship merges with the rules of heaven and earth.

The speed is getting slower and slower, and the sword light is heaving and breathing, as if the sky and the earth are breathing, the feeling is extremely mysterious.

"Jianxuan Tianxuan once said that this sacred scroll seems dazzling, but in fact there is a certain pattern, and each sword is related."

Lin Yun held the burial foil sword, practicing again and again, and savoring the words left by the swordsman.

Gradually, I realized that these swordsmanships are like beads of colorful lights, each bead is imprinted with a different scenery, but there is still a thread connecting them.

"As long as I find this thread, this scroll will become quite easy."

Lin Yun is very smart. He didn't focus on the sword move itself, but jumped out and looked at the sword score from an overall point of view.

This habit was actually cultivated around Yaoguang. When Yaoguang gave him swordsmanship, he did not deliberately teach him swordsmanship.

Only teach him to practice calligraphy, understand the Tao, deduce the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao, and even practice with him.

In writing, no matter how ingenious or complicated the swordsmanship is, there are traces on the paper.

You can look down from above!

If you are obsessed with the sword move itself, once you fall into the comprehension, you will definitely be dazzled, your brain will be blown up, and Hao Shou's exhaustion may not be able to gain anything.

When Lin Yun was immersed in his cultivation and he forgot both things and I, Li Daoyang didn't actually go far.

Outside the Jiuzhongtian, he stood side by side with an old man in black, looking at Ye Qingtian in the distance.

The black-clothed old man has a distinguished status. He is Ye Qianyu, the master of Daoyang Palace, and Li Daoyang's master.

"Daoyang, how is this kid?" Ye Qianyu asked.

Li Daoyang pondered: "Very good, quite powerful. He is indeed worthy of the word wizard, no, it should be said that the word wizard is indeed worthy of him."

Ye Qianyu said: "This

The rating is surprisingly high. "

"I don't think people can be wrong." Li Daoyang's eyes were full of admiration and admiration: "Let's not talk about his kendo talent, what I admire most is his willpower, it's too strong, I've never seen such ruthlessness in my life. people."

"It's more than that, he's still very smart. There are a lot of talented people, but there are still too few smart people. He is really smart."

He recalled the scene of Lin Yun breaking through the barrier. He stopped and walked, stopped and walked, and never acted recklessly.

When he stopped, he seemed to be resting, but he was actually trying to figure out how to adapt his physical body to the might of the Sword of the Emperor, and at the same time to resolve it quietly.

smart!

I still know how to hide clumsiness, such people are really too few.

"Jianxuan Tianxuan asked him to participate in the Famous Sword Conference, what do you think?" Ye Qianyu stroked his beard and smiled, as if he intended to test his beloved disciple.

Holy Son Daoyang smiled and asked, "What do you think, Master?"

Ye Qianyu smiled and said: "Tianxuan is a little anxious, he should have some achievements, but the era of Donghuang swordsmanship is too great."

"If Jian Jingtian hadn't fallen eighteen years ago, and with him as an example, the younger generation of Donghuang should be able to rise up many kendo geniuses and continue their respective inheritances. That wave was too hurt, and Jianzong was suppressed too much. Ruthless, the Six Holy Lands all have inheritances, and they are hidden from each other and do not communicate with each other."

"The Sword Alliance is different. The major kendo holy places in the south, the sea and the north are constantly in contact with each other and communicate with each other. The gap is still very obvious."

Son of Daoyang did not deny it and smiled: "These disciples also know it, but he is really different. Master, you don't know, willpower is more important than talent, and his willpower is too strong."

He looked at Lin Yun from a distance, and there was light in his eyes.

"Oh, you are very optimistic about him? Then let's make a bet between the master and the apprentice." Ye Qianyu laughed.

"Okay." Daoyang Saint Son readily agreed.

Ye Qianyu said with a smile: "I bet he will suffer a loss. You, bet he will take Li Daoyang and laugh: "This is all right... Hey, why is this guy's sword intent getting stronger and stronger, he won't really be promoted to Dacheng sword intent Come on. "

Ye Qianyu also noticed it, and said in surprise: "The realm of Xinghe Sword Intent is a qualitative change, enough to be reborn. The difficulty is extremely huge, how did he do it, a nine-color sky cloud fruit is enough? Not possible! "

"But looking at it now, it's not an impossible problem, it's obviously going to happen!"

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other, and the next moment their faces showed joy.

If Ye Qingtian is able to cultivate the Xinghe Sword Intent to the highest level in the realm of Nirvana, it will be a treasure for the Heavenly Dao Sect!

Nine Peaks.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged, and he turned the Dragon Phoenix Destroyer Firm to continuously refine the Sky Cloud Fruit, and the sword intent deep in his eyebrows increased at a violent and unparalleled speed.

Every moment, Sword Intent will improve a lot, like a chaotic explosion, and new worlds are constantly being born.

It didn't take long for him to be haunted by nine colors of light, and many black and white figures appeared around him.

The pictures imagined in his mind are gradually manifested, and the Firefly Divine Sword is constantly evolving.

He is like a volcano about to erupt, and the sword intent in his body is surging like magma, and the accumulated power is more and more terrifying.

But there has been no eruption, as if it was stuck by some invisible force, and it has never really erupted.

Ye Qianyu had a solemn expression, rubbing his beard and said, "The bottleneck is still too firm, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to break it in one fell swoop."

"I'll try it."

Li Daoyang took a deep breath, and strands of ancient runes appeared on his white jade-like hands.

boom!

The next moment, his body burned like the sun, and golden holy light bloomed in his deep eyes.

The prestige of the semi-sage skyrocketed wildly, and then he opened his mouth fiercely, and he spat out a sword.

The sword is like fiery divine gold, shining with golden light, the surface is imprinted with the ancient holy pattern, and the sword tip is incomparably sharp.

When the sword appeared, the air seemed to be ignited, and the space seemed to be a little distorted.

"go!"

Saint Son Daoyang flicked his fingers, and the holy sword of golden light pierced through the void, killing Lin Yun with a flicker.

Feeling this pressure, the sword intent in Lin Yun's body that stirred like magma exploded with a bang.

The volcano created by the Galaxy Sword Intent finally exploded at this moment.

Lin Yun let out a long howl, sword light burst out from his eyes, and the sword power was surging.

Rumbling, the vast sword power surged out, and the golden light holy sword flew out like a substance.

Swish!

Lin Yun's long hair fluttered, he stood on the top of the mountain and raised his head sharply, staring at the sky.

Ka Ka Ka!

The thirty-sixth layer of the sky was broken open layer by layer, and the Galaxy Sword Intent in the depths of the eyebrows suddenly broke out, and came to thirty-six days away like a soul out of the body.

The galaxy of the universe, thousands of stars bloom, and the sword intent turns into a huge figure, staring in all directions.

"My dear, this movement is really big." Li Daoyang opened his mouth and swallowed the Golden Light Sacred Sword back, watching this scene in shock.

This is the sword cultivator, he is very envious, Lin Yun is right, he is indeed not a sword cultivator, he cultivates the martial arts inherited from the Daoyang Palace, refines the physical magic, and walks the devouring avenue.

Ye Qianyu was stunned, and suddenly said: "Daoyang, what if the bet I made just now, as a teacher, loses?"

Li Daoyang took out a pill that was burning with Shenghui, and said with a smile: "Just eat this, this is the essence I have saved for three years."

"What is this?"

Ye Qianyu frowned.

"Good stuff, I just rubbed it in my armpit, it's absolutely fresh." Li Daoyang said proudly.

"You're really not a human being!" Ye Qianyu said with gritted teeth, and then fiercely shot, "Go away!"

Then, with a direct palm, Li Daoyang vomited blood and flew, flying for thousands of meters and crashing into a mountain peak.

Li Daoyang crawled out helplessly and said with a wry smile: "This is really the essence of the Sun Sacred Fire. I can't even give it to Fairy He. Forget it, let's give it to Fairy He."