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Jianshan is very high, and the sky on Jianshan is as blue as washing, with a few thin clouds dotted in it, like a transparent watercolor painting. [
Jianshan is also very cold. On the top of the mountain, there is snow all the year round, but the strange thing is that there is a clear spring that does not freeze, flowing down from the top of Jianshan. The white flying dragon is amazing.
Lin Ming had already climbed the Sword Mountain. With his cultivation, he could climb over the Sword Mountain without disturbing anyone, but he stopped.
Stepping on the white snow, feeling the lonely and cold sword intent, Lin Ming felt an inexplicable feeling.
After a lapse of more than a hundred years, the old man will meet again, and things are different.
Jiang Baoyun, on the road of Lin Ming's growth, was not considered an outstanding opponent. Compared to the Son of Creation, Sheng Mei, the darling of the world, he was nothing worth mentioning.
But Lin Ming had a deep impression on Jiang Baoyun, because of Jiang Baoyun's unshakable arrogance, and Ling Yun's ambition.
It's a pity that the restriction of his birth has become Jiang Baoyun's shackles, even if his heart is higher than the sky, he can't break free!
Thinking of this, Lin Ming felt sorry for Jiang Baoyun. If he had been born into a big family in God's Domain, the result would not be like this, but fate is so unfair.
Lin Ming wandered around the top of the mountain. These days, more and more people gathered on Sword Mountain.
The people who came were all outstanding people from the Southern Tianyu.
They flew to Jianshan Mountain in jade spirit boats and colorful spirit birds.
Lin Ming watched silently. He was used to seeing the top divine beasts in the God Realm, and the spirit ships of the Heavenly Venerable Spirit Treasure class. He knew it. These spirit boats and spirit birds in front of me only look glamorous, but they are not worth mentioning at all...
Warriors in the mortal world have the happiness of mortals.
Back in the day, when Mu Qinghong arrived at the Martial Arts Meeting of the Chief Sect of the Seven Profound Valleys on a Vermilion Bird, I don't know how many people were shocked.
On the top of Jianshan Mountain, there is a pool, and the water on the pool is misty.
The ice-free clear spring on the mountain flows from here. Hence the pool. It is also not frozen all year round.
The pool is covered with ice lotus, and there are dozens of water pavilions, large and small.
This kendo tea party was held on these pavilions.
And Lin Ming. as an unexpected guest. Stand out one of the max. But on the pavilion at the edge, he stood with the disciples of those big figures in the Southern Tianyu.
"Huh? Why are you?"
Not far from Lin Ming's side. A ten-year-old girl was stunned. It was just a few hours ago that Lin Ming met a young man and a woman under the sword mountain.
Her senior brother was also on the pavilion, and he was also surprised when he saw Lin Ming.
There is no one guarding the sword mountain at all, because the sword spirit is pervasive on the sword mountain, and ordinary people can't climb it at all.
"My dear friend, how did you come up here?"
Looking at the cold mask on Lin Ming's face, the young man was a little confused.
When he saw Lin Ming at the foot of the mountain, he thought he was a weirdo or even a fool, but he didn't expect that this fool actually reached the top of the mountain one step ahead of them.
However, Lin Ming didn't seem to hear their inquiry at all. He just looked at the center of the cold pool, waiting for the sword tea party.
This made the pair of young men and women hit a snag, feeling like they were asking for trouble.
"This man is deaf..."
The girl was so angry that her small breasts heaved violently. In fact, she knew that Lin Ming was not deaf. When she called Lin Ming at the foot of the mountain, she saw Lin Ming turning his head.
She was purely angry with Lin Ming, but it was no surprise that Lin Ming turned a deaf ear to her.
He seemed to be indifferent to everything around him.
"Okay, junior sister, don't say a few words, have you forgotten the teaching of the master..." the young man reprimanded in a low voice, the girl pouted and stopped talking.
At this time, the kendo tea party finally started.
The kendo tea party is not a martial arts competition where the superiors and inferiors must be distinguished, but the kendo masters of the Southern Tianyu compete with each other, learn from each other's strengths, and comprehend the kendo.
So everyone made a move, not for the sake of winning or losing, but for showing their own swordsmanship to their heart's content.
From Lin Ming's point of view, these people's sword skills are naturally not top-notch.
Until... Jiang Baoyun appeared.
Today's Jiang Baoyun is wearing a Tsing Yi, his eyebrows are like two swords, flying obliquely into his temples, his eyes are deep and deep, like a pair of precious stones.
Behind Jiang Baoyun, there was a sword box on his back. The sword box was made of metal, thick and simple.
At the end of the sword box, two swords were exposed, one blue and one black.
All of this is exactly the same as when the head sect of Qixuan Valley met martial arts back then,
Jiang Baoyun uses two swords, but the two swords are not used at the same time, but different swords, corresponding to different moves.
Today, he still does.
And Jiang Baoyun's opponent turned out to be Lin Ming's old friend - Jiang Lanjian!
Back then when the head sect of the Seven Profound Valleys met martial arts, Jiang Lanjian also left a deep impression on Lin Ming. Even when Lin Ming needed to hide his real name for a while, he named himself Lin Lanjian.
It turned out that for so many years, Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian had been rivals to each other, and if they had rivals who cherished each other, they would naturally improve quickly.
After more than a hundred years, Jiang Lanjian has a certain resemblance to Jiang Baoyun, and he is also in his thirties. He is dressed in blue, and his facial features are not as sharp as Jiang Baoyun's, but the sharpness is hidden in his heart, which makes people Just looking at him was like looking at a sword hidden in a box.
With a smile on his face, Jiang Lanjian said to Jiang Baoyun: "Brother Bo Yun, we haven't fought for another three years! Last time, how many moves did we fight?"
"Eighty-three tricks!" Jiang Baoyun replied.
"Okay, today, my goal is to break a hundred!"
Jiang Lanjian's strength has always been inferior to Jiang Baoyun's, but in the Southern Tianyu, being able to support a hundred moves in Jiang Baoyun's hands is already a miracle.
"Master, come on!"
Beside Lin Ming, the eighteen-year-old girl who had conflicted with him before clapped her hands, her beautiful eyes sparkled, she was obviously very excited. It turned out that the young couple Lin Ming met were Jiang Lanjian's disciples.
Lin Ming didn't think much about this. He didn't care about it either, he quietly watched the contest between Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian.
Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian respectively cultivated their own sword intent, and for a while, the sword rainbow was used to the sky, and it was extremely gorgeous.
Their sword intent even caused some low-level warriors present to groan with their swords. All kinds of chanting sounds gathered together, like waves of dragons, which shocked people's hearts.
For low-level disciples, this is a big scene that has never been seen before!
They were suddenly excited.
"Awesome! As expected of Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian. I feel my sword. It is about to leave the scabbard and fly into the air!"
"They are the two most outstanding sword celestial beings in the Southern Tianyu. Ordinary swordsmen have no way to fight against them. They are attracted to them before they hit their own swords! And I heard... Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian were the same masters at the beginning. Brothers!"
"Yes! They are indeed from the same sect. It's just a very inconspicuous small sect. It's called Qixuan Valley. It's unbelievable that it can produce such outstanding people at the same time."
Seven Profound Valley is just a third-rank sect. Even if it is placed in a small place like Nantianyu, it is not enough to look at at all. You must know that the South Sea Demon Realm, which also belongs to Nantianyu, is a fifth-rank sect.
Even the Divine Phoenix Island is much stronger than the Qixuan Valley. It is not easy for Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Baoyun to get to this point.
"Hey! Don't underestimate Qixuangu. You probably don't know that Qixuangu once produced a legendary character. He is also the same sect of Yunjianxian and Lanjianxian. Back then, the head sect of Qixuangu met martial arts. This person's ranking is even higher than that of Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian. He won the first place in the Zongzong Huiwu. It is said that his achievement is higher than that of Emperor Sakyamuni three thousand years ago!!"
"You are talking about real Lin Minglin, right? How could you not know! He is a legend in the Southern Tianyu, but he is so strong that many people think it is too far away and too mythical, so they don't believe that he is the Southern Tianyu. came out."
"Qixuan Valley, the ancestral tablet is really a fire, but having said that, in the same era, the emergence of a supreme genius will drive the overall strength of a sect, and make many geniuses chase each other. Only in this way, can a certain genius appear. In a situation where talents emerge in large numbers in an era, in the final analysis, the current achievements of Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian are probably due to Lin Ming's influence!"
Lin Ming, no matter in the Southern Heaven Territory or in the Central Four Divine Kingdoms, is a mythical name.
However, these discussions fell into Lin Ming's ears, but his expression was indifferent.
Under the icy mask, his pupils were silent, as if he had never heard anything.
"Hey! Speaking of Reverend Lin, I know best, my master, but he told me about Reverend Lin himself."
Speaking of Lin Ming, the eighteen-year-old girl whom Lin Ming met at the foot of the mountain before, eagerly joined the discussion circle.
Her master is her pride. Her master's experience is also her pride.
How could she miss such a good time to show off.
"That's right, Fairy Jiang is Lan Jianxian's direct disciple, how can she not know, tell me quickly!"
Someone can't wait to hear the story.
And this question immediately made "Jiang Fairy" more interested. Beside her, his senior brother shook his head, a little funny, and said in his heart: "I'm eighteen years old, and I'm still a child at heart..."
The girl spoke happily, successfully attracting the attention of all the young disciples around. For most of them, when Lin Ming ran rampant in the Southern Heaven Region, their grandfather hadn't even been born yet.
The rumors they heard later had different versions, and they couldn't agree on what to do. Now it's rare to meet a "participant" talking about it, and of course they listened with gusto.
Lin Ming had no interest in these things. His heart was already like a pool of stagnant water. He felt that there was probably nothing in this world that could move him.
However, when Lin Ming's heart died, the girl's unintentional words made Lin Ming's heart that had been silent for many years suddenly throb...
"... You don't know, my master, I admired Master Lin the most back then! It wasn't his talent, but his fighting spirit!"
"There are rumors that Master Lin is the prince of the Nine Cauldrons God Kingdom, and he was sent to the Southern Tianyu to practice. It is actually nonsense! My master knows that Master Lin is a child of a mortal family, and he is also a mortal from a very ordinary family. , Lin Zhenren can't practice martial arts at all. Moreover, he once experienced a big setback, the road to martial arts is very bumpy, and he walked out step by step."
"My master, what I admire the most is Master Lin's perseverance. The goal of Master Lin's life is to pursue the peak of martial arts. My master said that he may be the closest person in this universe to the peak of martial arts!"
When the little girl said something, a group of young disciples were amazed.
"Pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts? That's amazing!"
"I don't know what the pinnacle of martial arts looks like, but I also want to aspire to pursue it!"
People were discussing enthusiastically, these words fell into Lin Ming's ears, but he was suddenly filled with emotions!
The pinnacle of martial arts
It's so easy to say it, but only when I really set foot on this road, I realize how ethereal it is, and what a terrible ordeal I have to go through to pursue it!
How many outstanding people, how many things have been sold, and how much price has been paid for it
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but the more they experience, the less they have the same fighting spirit that they did not fear everything and go against the sky.
Really... old
Lin Ming remembered that when he broke his life back then, he once said: If the sky destroys me, I will destroy the sky, and Yan Luo will accept me to kill Yan Luo!
How high-spirited he was then, but now...
He sighed, and there seemed to be endless vicissitudes in his eyes.
On the cold pond, Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Baoyun were fighting to the most exciting moment. They flew in the sky and stepped on the lotus pond, but left only a slight ripple and never stirred up a drop of water.
Their sword qi shot out wantonly, but they didn't hurt half of the ice lotus...
Their strength was not strong, but in their sword intent, Lin Ming deeply felt the unyielding fighting intent that he had pursued...
An inexplicable unwillingness suddenly appeared in his heart, he gritted his teeth, and once again stimulated the weak soul fire in his body, wanting to mobilize the energy in the world in his body, wanting to impact his own cultivation, wanting to open the Rubik's Cube...
However, his soul fire and life fire are too weak.
Huge energy requires mental power to mobilize, and the world inside my body is still silent...
And Rubik's Cube never responded...
Back then, Lin Ming had gradually mastered the ability to use the Rubik's Cube when he was in the Divine Sovereign Stage, and he didn't use it arbitrarily.
But now, his soul power is insignificant compared to when he was in the God King period.
It's like a mayfly shaking a tree, meaningless.
Moreover, what made Lin Ming most desperate was whether he could restore the original soul power even if he could activate the Rubik's Cube.
Although the Rubik's Cube is an artifact of the soul, its ability is more to strangle the soul, destroy the spiritual imprint, and make it make up for the soul, but it is unlikely.
Losing the original soul power, losing the fire of life, is like losing the source of life.
This is like, no matter how heaven-defying an artifact is, it cannot rejuvenate the old Sansheng who is already in decline.
This violates the most fundamental rule.
Disappointment hit Lin Ming again...
Fighting spirit is the difference between losing and gaining. However, how many people can overcome this simple thought. Many times, many things in this world are not because they don’t want to do it, but because they can’t do it...
He sighed, "I... don't want to lose my fighting spirit, but I have no fighting spirit... so what? I lost everything, why... against the sky again?"
(4000 words, Wuji has been serialized for two and a half years. If you have read too many books and misremembered them, and you don’t remember Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian, you can turn to the front and read it. Chapter 238 is written.)
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