When Lin Feng came to the sword pavilion, he found that the old man of the sword pavilion had opened the door of the sword pavilion and was waiting on the left and right of the giant sword, as if he was deliberately waiting for Lin Feng to arrive here. -》
Lin Feng's expression remained calm after seeing this scene, and he took Mengqing's hand and stepped forward. However, Mengqing was obviously stunned when she saw this scene. She was quite worried about Lin Feng's appearance with the strong men of Jiange that day. He was shocked, and now he saw the people in Jiange treating Lin Feng respectfully, and even more curious.
At the same time, all the powerful men in the Jiange were stunned for a moment when they saw Mengqing. The Sword of the Ancestors brought a woman back
"Young Master!" At this time, the old man headed by Jiange bowed to Lin Feng. The others immediately suppressed their curiosity, bowed slightly, and called out "Young Master" respectfully.
Lin Feng nodded calmly, with a touch of Wutian arrogance on his body, and walked straight inside.
"Young Master, who is she?" the sword pavilion expert asked in a low voice.
Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. With a thought, the Tianji Sword turned into a ray of light and shot at the strong sword pavilion. The power of thunder and lightning, the power of space, the power of wind, and the power of flames. The power bloomed at the same time, which was extremely terrifying.
"Boom!" The man's mind trembled fiercely, his face was extremely shocked, and he raised his hand to block the power of the sword, but he knelt down and said respectfully: "Young Master, please forgive me!"
"The power of the ancestral sword, this is the power of the ancestral sword!" The other old men all had fanatical looks on their faces. The power of the ancestral sword was reflected in Lin Feng. They seemed to have seen how their ancestor Wutian Sword Emperor dominated the world when he was young. It looks like the legendary ancestor’s former form!
"I said that from now on, I will have my own life for Lin Feng, and you are not allowed to ask a single word about my affairs!" Lin Feng's voice was cold, filled with endless unruly energy, and the power of Wutian bloomed. , although it is not powerful for the old man, it is enough to make his heart tremble.
"I will never dare to ask the young master a word from now on." The man's head almost hung on the ground. Seeing that Lin Feng had stepped into Tianwu and had such terrifying sword power, he was even more convinced that the sword pavilion must be in the sky. Lin Feng has revived in his hands, how can he dare to have any opinions? Their Jiange has been waiting for the day of revival for thousands of years!
Lin Feng snorted coldly, and with a thought, the Tianji Sword returned, and then continued to pull Mengqing forward, and said indifferently: "I will go back to the Sword Tomb, and no one is allowed to follow me. In addition, from now on, there is no need for anyone around the Sword Tomb. Keep it."
Having said that, Lin Feng's figure has stepped into the sword pavilion and gradually disappeared. At this moment, he is like a god to the sword pavilion and can only be worshiped.
Jian Wubei was located behind the powerful swordsmen in the sword pavilion. He gritted his teeth slightly as he looked at Lin Feng's disappearing figure. Once upon a time, he was determined to revive the sword pavilion and become the supreme sword cultivator. Lin Feng's glory at the moment was the glory he had imagined. Everything , seems to have changed because he led Lin Feng and others into the sword tomb. The fate of their sword tomb is changing. Is it good or bad
Lin Feng naturally wouldn't think so much. Since Jiange once wanted him to become a sword slave, now, he enslaves the people of Jiange, which is also karma. He wanted him to become a sword slave, but now he is driving him.
Who is a slave
Lin Feng went straight to the Jiange Sword Tomb with his dream. It was not a vast palace, with a faint smell of loess. The old man was still in the Jiange. He seemed to be tired. He put the broom on the ground and sat on the broom, leaning on his back. The walls of the Sword Tomb have a somewhat leisurely mood.
"Senior!" Lin Feng was no longer as arrogant as before, but showed a gentle smile. He respected the old man sweeping the floor who gave him the sword manual very much.
"Back!" The old man said lazily, and then he put his hands on the ground and slowly climbed up. It seemed a little difficult. Lin Feng stepped forward and helped the old man up, but saw the old man patting the dust on his body and saying with a smile: "I'm getting older and no longer useful. I don't know which day I will be buried in the Bone Sword Tomb!"
The old man coughed twice as he spoke, really like a dying old man, as if he might return to dust at any time.
He stretched out his hand and looked at it. To his shock, there was a trace of blood on the old man's palm, which was from coughing just now.
This scene made Lin Feng's face stiffen slightly, and his eyes showed a look of surprise. It was really hurt!
Old man, you are not pretending!
"Senior..." Lin Feng always thought that the old man was pretending, but now he saw the old man coughing and bleeding. Although there was only a wisp of blood, it showed that the old man was really injured. Based on his estimation of the old man's strength, , this injury may be scary!
"It's okay, I've been here like this for many years!" The old man looked very carefree, smiled casually, and walked towards the sword tomb.
Lin Feng and Mengqing followed the old man. When they entered the sword tomb, the door of the sword tomb closed automatically. The old man sat down casually again, and Lin Feng followed the old man and sat in front of him.
"This girl is your girlfriend?"
"My wife!" Lin Feng responded.
"Yes, you will be blessed to have Xue Linglong as your wife." The old man said casually, but Lin Feng and Meng Qing's expressions froze, and they looked at each other.
The old man could tell with just one glance that Mengqing was Xue Linglong!
"Senior's injury..." Lin Feng strengthened his guess. The old man who could tell Mengqing's identity at a glance had no doubt about his strength. So what kind of horrific injuries made him appear so old and live in seclusion in the Sword Tomb? among.
"I said it doesn't matter, it's been many years." The old man still shook his head.
"Senior, see if this is useful." Lin Feng thought, and a pure and flawless jade object appeared in his hand. There seemed to be a teardrop on it, and it was filled with a strong breath of life.
"The tears of life!" The old man whispered, and then smiled: "I got it from the City of Destiny, not bad, but it's still a little bit worse for me. It's rare for you to have such a heart, keep it for yourself!"
"It's still a little worse!" Lin Feng smiled bitterly. It seemed that the injuries on the old man's body were indeed terrible.
"Let me see where you have improved during these days in the City of Destiny!"
"Yes." Lin Feng nodded slightly, and his mind moved slightly. The Tianji Sword appeared again, and the power of thunder and lightning space was vomiting endlessly, as if it was alive. A look of surprise appeared in the old man's eyes, and then he nodded and said: "Okay. , It’s not easy to do this in a trip to Destiny City, and you must have suffered a lot.”
"It seems that raising the sword is no longer a problem for you!"
"There is no problem in raising the sword, but outside the City of Destiny, it is difficult to find such conditions." Lin Feng recalled the Tianji Sword. In the outside world, there should not be an opportunity like the City of Destiny, allowing him to change from such a terrifying sword in such a short period of time. breakthrough.
"There will always be a chance. I also have a set of Wutian Sword Emperor's past experience in cultivating the sword heart. Are you interested?" The old man smiled at Lin Feng and said.
Lin Feng's expression trembled, naturally it was impossible to refuse.
"Since it is the experience of Senior Sword Emperor, of course I am willing to learn from it!" Lin Feng replied.
"Okay, I'll teach you." There was a flash of light between the old man's eyebrows, which directly imprinted into Lin Feng's eyebrows. In an instant, some more memories appeared in Lin Feng's mind.
Quietly feeling the extra memories in his mind, Lin Feng's eyes shot out bright sword lights, which were extremely sharp and seemed to pierce the space.
"The world cleanses the heart, and the heart is as still as water; without a sword, there is no self, and with a sword in hand, there is no law!" Lin Feng murmured to himself and exclaimed: "Senior Sword Emperor, a peerless genius!"
"What do you think?" the old man asked Lin Feng.
"Senior Sword Emperor is refining the sword in the world of mortals. His heart is as still as water. He seeks the selfless true self, as if he wants to let go of everything. However, when a sword is in his hand, from now on, the only thing in the world is the sword. It is lawless, the sky can be broken, and it is peerless grace!" Lin Feng's voice was silent! Flattery comes from the heart, refining the sword's heart and integrating the secret of the sword's soul, it can break the world!
"Then do you need magical powers in swordsmanship?" the old man asked.
"No need!" Lin Feng shook his head, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Senior Sword Emperor's way of swordsmanship is to refine your sword heart and follow your own way of swordsmanship. Now, I don't have the unparalleled qualifications of Senior Sword Emperor in swordsmanship, but Even though I can’t create my own swordsmanship, I can still continue the path of the Sword Emperor’s predecessors and realize my unique swordsmanship!”
After Lin Feng said this, there seemed to be a flash of divine light in his eyes. He was unruly and unruly. He cultivated his sword mind and mastered the sword skills, his own sword skills!
The old man smiled and nodded. Wutian Sword Emperor never practiced the swordsmanship of his ancestors. He raised his sword for ten years, then tempered his sword heart, followed his own way of swordsmanship, and created an unprecedented path!
ps: The passionate end of last month passed. Wuhen was full of enthusiasm and wanted to show off his talents, but everyone seemed to save the flowers and wait for Wuhen to explode before giving them. Therefore, the flowers were not as good as the same period last month. Half of the time, Wuhen's passion is fading day by day. If the brothers think this way, Wuhen can't see hope at all. What's the point of breaking out? I sincerely ask for flowers once, and they will be released tomorrow. If you are still so cold, then Wuhen will give up flowers this month. I hope everyone understands a warm heart!
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