Chapter 1965

Fairy Crane led the way, Lin Yun followed along, and after passing through a gate of light, the two came to the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a loft in the center of the sea of ​​clouds, and the white-robed scholar in the courtyard in front of the building is still playing the guqin.

The playing is still the same as Zhan Tian Que, a chilling ancient song, the sound of the piano is like a bleak wind, and after hearing it, there seems to be sword shadows everywhere.

Lin Yun didn't take it seriously, this senior's rhythm attainments still haven't improved much.

"Master, this little guy is here! He is amazing, and he has condensed two sword stars." Fairy Crane said respectfully.

The scholar in white smiled and said, "I know."

"Ye Qingtian, Xinghe Sword Intent is complete, what do you think?" The scholar in white said with a smile.

Lin Yun looked respectful and slightly nervous.

He now already knows the identity of this scholar in white. The Great Sage Long Yun told him that before Yuqingfeng, he was the Kunlun Sword Emperor.

He is also the former Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

It's a pity that he lost to Yu Qingfeng and died, leaving a sentence that if the Emperor's Sword is in his hand, why would he lose.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment, and said: "After the completion, I realized that this Galaxy Sword Intent is just the beginning, and there is still a long way to go."

The scholar in white shook his head: "I didn't say that."

Lin Yun thought for a moment, and many thoughts came to his mind, but none of them felt like what the Confucian scholar in white wanted to hear.

"Senior please talk about it." Lin Yun respectfully said.

The Confucian scholar in white smirked: "Don't you feel that the resources are not enough?"

"This... I really feel it."

Lin Yun didn't expect that the scholar in white was talking about this. He thought that the other party would say some kendo insights, but he didn't expect to say resources.

"Don't think it's vulgar to talk about resources." The Confucian scholar in white said: "Even if you step into the Holy Realm, or even the Emperor Realm, you will talk about these vulgar things, and the competition is even more fierce."

"In a world of great contention, what is the contention, to put it bluntly, is the word for fame and fortune, even a sword cultivator can't avoid it."

Lin Yun agreed, nodded and smiled: "Senior is right, what to do with the resources after this, the kid doesn't have too many ideas."

"Li Daoyang's words are not necessarily a path. The family of the Heavenly Dao Sect is still very rich. I have been the sect master." The scholar in white said with a smile.

Lin Yun: "Holy Son?"

"You are an eternal genius born for the sword. It would be a pity if your talent was buried because of resources." The white-robed scholar said sternly.

The Crane Fairy was secretly surprised that the owner's evaluation of Ye Qingtian was so high, a genius of the ages.

The eyes of the Confucian scholar in white are as deep as the stars: "Ye Qingtian, if you are willing to become a Holy Son, this seat can open a back door."

If he can become a holy son, Lin Yun will naturally want whatever he wants in Tiandao Sect.

Just look at Li Daoyang, who devoured sixteen Xingyao Sacred Artifacts abruptly, and you know how thick the Taoist family is today.

But the crux of the problem is that once you become a saint, you are completely bound to the Heavenly Dao Sect.

If he wants to quit in the future, I am afraid it will be quite difficult. How will he handle himself in Jianzong in the future.

Even if he doesn't talk about this, if he conflicts with other forces for the sake of Sword Sect, how should Heavenly Dao Sect deal with himself?

But the Confucian scholar in white is not an ordinary person, and he also has many treasures in his hands, and Fairy Crane said a few words.

Lin Yun thought for a moment, but finally refused. He got up and said, "Thank you for your love, senior. If Tiandao Sect is in trouble, I will definitely be willing to go through fire and water, but becoming a holy son is still too scary."

"Do you have other identities?" The Confucian scholar in white said, "It's okay, you become a Holy Son, and you can do whatever you want."

Lin Yun shook his head, but politely refused.

Seeing this, the Confucian scholar in white was no longer demanding, and said, "Okay, if you have your own perseverance, this seat will not force it. It's just..."

He sighed, a look of pity on his face.

"This is Feitianlou."

The Confucian scholar in white stood up, pointed to the attic behind, and said softly: "There are some common objects collected in front of this seat. It is also a supreme sacred artifact and a space secret."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately retracted his gaze.

"He'er, take him to the first floor for a walk." The white-robed scholar said.

"Thank you senior."

Lin Yun was not polite, and thanked him.

"Only the first floor. In the first floor, there are some annotations of the Firefly Excalibur, you can read it."

"enough."

Lin Yun smiled, not dissatisfied.

He is neither the successor of the other party, nor the holy son of Tiandao Sect, or even an outsider.

As the former sect master, the scholar in white clothes could help him like this, and Lin Yun was already infinitely grateful.

What's more, the previous mastery of the Galaxy Sword Intent also relied on the other party's advice.

"Ye Qingtian, come with me."

Fairy Crane liked Lin Yun very much, and dragged him into the Feitian Tower.

She took Lin Yun into Feitianlou, and turned around several times during the period, as if she had something to say.

"Little girl, what do you want to say?" Lin Yun said.

Crane Fairy whispered: "Ye Qingtian, Master has seen many geniuses over the years, but even the Holy Son of Daoyang has not made Master so happy, he really likes you."

"Don't blame him, after all, the master is from the Tiandao Sect. Even if this Feitianlou is his personal thing, he really can't give you everything."

Lin Yun laughed dumbly and said, "You little girl, what are you thinking about, my seniors are so kind to me, I can't be too grateful."

"Hee hee, in fact, you can find Holy Son Daoyang. He has a flying order to enter and leave this building at any time. As long as he borrows a flying order, the master will definitely not stop you." Fairy Crane blinked and gave Lin Yun an idea. .

Lin Yun smiled and said, "This idea is reliable."

"Absolutely reliable, it's right to pit him." Fairy Crane said with a smile.

Fairy Crane brought Lin Yun to the bookshelf. There were many annotations of the Firefly Excalibur on it, and the volumes were extremely thick.

Lin Yun found the holy scroll and looked at it at will. Each scroll had a name at the bottom, and they were all great saints without exception.

These are extremely precious, and he was very absorbed in watching them, but he was not too immersed in them.

The Sword Saint Tianxuan said that after all, the kendo perception still depends on oneself, and these can only be used as a reference.

Each of these annotations makes sense, and even some of them conflict with each other.

For example, a Juggernaut named Ting Yu felt that the profound meaning of the second volume of the Firefly Excalibur was life.

The thirteen swords seem to be unrelated to each other, but in fact they all interpret the avenue of life. Whether it is dead trees and flowers, or flourishing, they are all related to life.

The other Juggernaut felt that it was death and had to use death to connect these sword moves.

There are also various opinions, all of which are different, Lin Yun was dazzled, and felt that it was more difficult than practicing swordsmanship.

"Yu Qingfeng."

Suddenly, he saw a scroll of bamboo slips, which was the annotation of the Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng.

Lin Yun's heart moved, the scholar in white even had comments from his opponent.

Different from the long-winded comments of other annotations, Yu Qingfeng's annotation has only five words.

Running water does not compete!

Lin Yunjiao shrank abruptly, what did the Sword Emperor write, and what is it that Liu Shui does not fight for the first place?

After reading a circle, Lin Yun was confused instead.

"Ye Qingtian, you can choose a roll to take out." Fairy Crane reminded.

"it is good."

Lin Yun nodded, in the book sea

He chose three volumes of annotations, but when he was about to leave, he remembered that sentence again.

Running water does not compete.

"never mind."

Lin Yun put the scroll back, and didn't choose the Sword Emperor's book, he only went out with the five words "Liu Shui".

"You didn't bring a roll?" The scholar in white saw Lin Yun who came out empty-handed.

"enough."

Lin Yun said with a smile, he has these annotations, and it is enough to combine his own cultivation insights.

The most important thing is that he remembered the five words left by Yu Qingfeng, and there is no competition for water.

The Confucian scholar in white didn't think much, and said, "Come with me."

"Um."

Lin Yun nodded.

Swish!

The scholar in white grabbed Lin Yun's shoulders and rose into the sky, and when he fell, he came to a surging river.

This is a magical place, where the rivers twist and cross like a cloth.

At the core surrounded by many rivers, a star is as bright as the sun, and there is a faint starlight blooming in the river below.

"Fire!"

Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately knew where this place was.

This is the fire left by the Human Emperor Sword, and these rivers are the galaxy that belongs to it.

"Have you seen the Emperor Sword?" asked the scholar in white.

"I only saw a shadow, I'm not sure if it is the Emperor Sword." Lin Yun said truthfully.

The Confucian scholar in white smiled and said, "That is the shadow of the Human Emperor Sword when he left. What you see should be the scene from three thousand years ago."

"Oh." Lin Yun was slightly lost.

The scholar in white patted Lin Yun on the shoulder and said, "You may not have been able to see it, but I'm sure it must have seen you."

"Since it left a wisp of fire, it can naturally see you through this wisp of fire."

Lin Yun stared at Dao Huo, and after only a few glances, his eyes were extremely painful.

"Why did the Emperor Sword leave?" Lin Yun asked.

"do not know."

The Confucian scholar in white said disappointedly, "It left before I became the headmaster. If it doesn't leave, it should be inherited by me. If the Emperor Sword is in hand, that battle..."

He suddenly smiled and changed the subject: "Do you remember the three Qinglong Sacred Fires you harvested when you became a disciple of the Holy Tradition?"

"Remember."

"You can try it with the help of Dao Fire and see if you can refine the three Qinglong Holy Fires. If you can refine it successfully, you may have a chance to really see the Human Emperor Sword."

The Confucian scholar in white paused and said, "If you see it, just tell me where it is."

Lin Yun nodded.

He could feel that the Confucian scholar in white already knew that even if the Emperor Sword was in hand, the outcome of that battle would not necessarily change.

But there are still many things in his heart, even if he has become an artifact spirit now, his obsession is still hard to disappear.

"Ye Qingtian, you saw Yu Qingfeng's note in Feitian Tower."

When he was about to leave, the scholar in white suddenly asked.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes."

"If you have an answer, let me know if you don't let it go." The Confucian scholar in white said with a smile.

"Okay." Lin Yun agreed.

In any case, he still respects this senior, even if he is a loser.

"Flowing water does not strive to be the first..."

The Confucian scholar in white whispered to himself, chanted a few words, and then floated away, leaving only Lin Yun here.

[The rhythm of the plot is a little slow, it is my old problem, it feels like a sword is like a prison, I will think of a way to get out, I always believe that people will conquer the sky. 】