Under the Bodhi tree, the wind howled.

Lin Yun stood on the cliff, looked at the Buried Flower Sword standing in front of him, and stretched out his hand to try it out, trying to control the sword from the air.

hum!

The funeral flowers trembled in the air, and did not obey Lin Yun's call.

"There is no arbitrary pride!"

"I don't have the determination of tens of thousands of people to go!"

"There is no arrogance of the three thousand roads and only the sword!"

"There is no effort to give up all your strength!"

"Don't touch the sword!"

Ziyuan Sword Master's words echoed in Lin Yun's ears like thunder, so deafening that even his soul trembled.

"Lin Yun, you don't respect the sword!"

The extremely piercing words of the Zi Yuan Sword Master reappeared.

Lin Yun showed dissatisfaction on his face, why should I disrespect the sword, and why have I ever disrespected eternity.

It's not your turn to control my sword!

The words of Sword Master Ziyuan really hurt Lin Yun, and he really refused to accept it.

The sea of ??swords in the depths of Lin Yun's eyebrows was boiling, as if he was going to be angry with the Zi Yuan Sword Master, pushing Xiao Cheng's Haoyang Sword Intent to the extreme.

???????????????? The burial flowers three feet away kept shaking, and even the entire mountain shook, but the sword remained motionless and could not be pulled out an inch .

"Before sunset, don't touch the sword!"

The words of Sword Master Zi Yuan appeared in Lin Yun's ears again. Lin Yun's face was flushed, and he let out an angry shout.

Rumble!

All around the world, the sound of the sword exploded like a god's thunder, echoing and overlapping above the sky, and the entire island erupted with an extremely terrifying sword sound.

The sound of the sword whizzed away, and cracks were shaken out of the sea surface around the island, and then the sea surface sank and collided like the earth, and terrible huge waves rose up.

On the cliff, nine thousand silk cloths with sword intent rose up, three thousand silk cloths turned into divine phoenixes, three thousand silk cloths turned into black dragons, and three thousand silk cloths were woven into a huge sword.

Such a vision, as if the heaven and the earth were to be chopped into pieces, there was an extremely terrifying edge and hostility raging.

"what happened?"

Lin Jiangxian, who was in retreat on the island, saw this scene, his eyes flashed with surprise.

She wasn't startled by the sword intent, but by the hostility and unwillingness hidden in the sword intent. Isn't Lin Yun practicing with Zi Yuan Sword Saint?

"Concentrate on cultivation and don't disturb him, he is at the critical moment of enlightenment."

Just when Lin Jiangxian was restless, Qingkong Shenjun's words came from her ear, which made her calm down.

on the cliff.

Lin Yun's sword power has reached its peak, and he has no reservations, but the funeral flower is still untouched.

"Before sunset, don't touch the sword!"

The words of the Sword Master Ziyuan are like the laws of heaven, which cannot be violated, cannot be resisted, and must be obeyed.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the funeral flowers, which was the restriction left by the Sword Master Ziyuan.

Lin Yun's sword shattered with a bang, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, making his face extremely pale.

He was embarrassed, but there was no surrender in his eyes.

"Forcing it doesn't seem to work."

Thoughtful, Lin Yun turned around and looked at the Bodhi Sacred Tree behind him.

Bodhi's golden light blooms, and one hundred thousand beams of light unfold from the inside like a peacock spreading its tail, and each beam of light symbolizes a kind of path.

There is the way of speed, there is the way of breeze, and there is the way of sharpness. These are the paths that Lin Yun usually does not even glance at.

But after the hundred thousand trails are all in bloom, they give people a sense of dazzling golden light, brilliant heavenly power, and unfathomable majestic power.

Standing in front of him is incomparably small, no matter how bright his sword light is, he can't compete in front of these 100,000 golden lights. In an instant, a feeling of insignificance immediately appeared.

There are thousands of sacred fruits dotted on the tree, symbolizing the Three Thousand Ways. Each sacred fruit looks extremely attractive, but it contains terrifying power like stars.

Just looking at it a few times can make people feel deep fear.

Among them, there are thirty-six sacred fruits, exuding nine-colored rays of light, and there is no doubt that they are the supreme thirty-six paths.

Above the treetops, there are nine light clusters looming, and each light cluster has a strange flower blooming in it, which will never die.

Sword and eternity.

Seeing this, Lin Yun's heart gradually settled down, and he pondered: "After all, you have to make your own choice."

Hoo hoo!

The sacred bodhi tree swayed in the wind, the leaves and sacred fruit rustled, and the eternal light loomed, everything seemed extremely attractive.

Compared with the hard-to-touch burial flowers behind, whether it is these low-hanging sacred fruits or the golden exotic flowers on the treetops, it seems that they can be touched with one's hand.

This represents the characteristics of two choices, one is extremely certain, and the other is full of uncertainty and hardship.

The former only needs to maintain a sense of awe, while the latter is full of difficulties, full of thorns and ups and downs, even if you put in thousands of times of effort, you may not be able to gain anything.

Because of Dao points???????????????? Compete!

"This choice is really boring."

But Lin Yun's interest suddenly faded, and he just felt quite boring, disrespecting eternity, and disrespecting the sword.

The two words of Ziyuan Sword Master made him feel bored about these two choices.

So under this Bodhi tree, Lin Yun neither enlightened nor sorted out his own martial arts.

Instead, he took out the Kirin Sword Code and looked through it.

This is the golden jade slip left by the Qilin Sword Immortal. In addition to the Qilin Sword Canon, it also records the experience of the Qilin Sword Immortal traveling around.

Lin Yun didn't read much about the content of the Sword Manual this time, but spent time on these trivial experiences. ,

It contains his adventures, his trivial matters, and many experiences of his growth.

Qilin Sword Immortal can definitely be called peerless, he has long been able to hit the divine realm.

He also realized the eternal holy way very early, but he didn't want to give up chasing the sword, but wanted to go further.

Therefore, there has been no impact on the divine realm.

If you can't compete with eternity, you will never hit the divine realm, and even if you fall one day, you will die on your favorite sword.

He has traveled a long way. There are not many people like him, but there are a few.

These people are not sword emperors, not sword gods, they are called sword immortals in the world.

The attainment of swordsmanship surpasses that of gods, even ordinary god-level powerhouses can't help them, and they may even lose to them.

Lin Yun read it carefully, and was immediately immersed in it, forgetting what he had to do.

far away.

In a stove ignited by divine fire, the Holy Cloth of the Vault of Heaven was churning in it, and endless immortal light bloomed from it.

Sword Master Zi Yuan is refining this object. He wants to refine the holy garment of the sky to the level of the supreme holy weapon, but at the same time guarantees that its power can be fully exerted by the half-step saint.

"It's a bit troublesome... It turned out to have been broken once."

Ziyuan Sword Saint frowned slightly.

During the sacrifice, it was discovered that the holy garment of the sky itself was damaged, but it had nothing to do with Lin Yun's last display.

He found traces of many gods' blows in it!

That is to say, the Holy Lord Canglong once participated in the divine battle with this armor, and this armor itself suffered irreversible damage.

Sword Master Ziyuan closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, but the scene of the Canglong Sacred Lord fighting against many god-level powerhouses still appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Damn it!

"I'm not as good as you." After a long time, Sword Master Zi Yuan opened his eyes and said leisurely.

He and the Holy Master Canglong, one of them is a disciple of the Azure Dragon God Ancestor, and the other was appointed by the Azure Dragon God Ancestor to take over the Longmen.

Although he is not a senior brother, his relationship is better than that of his senior brother.

One hundred thousand years ago, during the battle of the Kunlun gods, one broke his way to heaven, and the other left Kunlun.

The Holy Lord Canglong must have complained about him, but in fact neither of them had a choice, each bearing an inescapable fate.

"How do you think he will choose?"

Qingkong Shenjun appeared and looked at Ziyuan Sword Saint with a smile.

Ziyuan Sword Master turned around, his expression had returned to normal, without any sentimentality, he smiled softly: "Qing Kong, you seem to care about that kid more than I do."

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Qingkong Shenjun laughed and scolded: "Nonsense, if there is such a big commotion, can I not care?"

Sword Master Ziyuan took a few steps, picked up the steaming blue glass cup on the table, took a sip and said, "No matter what you choose, you have to make a decision after sunset, it's still early."

"And after sunset?"

Qingkong Shenjun asked.

Ziyuan Sword Master put down his teacup, and said leisurely: "There is a high probability that he will choose the way of swordsmanship. The arrogance and persistence in this kid's bones will never be interrupted so easily, and neither can I."

????????????????? Qingkong Shenjun showed a look of pity, and sighed leisurely: "It's a pity, it seems that there will be another sword fairy in the world."

The sword fairy looked at the scenery, but after all, he was only at the peak of the emperor realm, even if he could defeat the ordinary god realm, he would only stop here.

Because the cultivation base of the strong in the divine realm can increase with time!

However, every sword fairy is a peerless genius through the ages, as long as he is willing to take that step, he will soar into the sky in the realm of gods.

But if you are willing to step forward, then you will not be called a sword fairy.

There is only one ending for the Sword Immortal, that is, his lifespan is exhausted, falling like a meteor.

Zi Yuan Sword Master shook his head and said: "That's hard to say, he is different, his previous life is a figure that my master should admire."

Qingkong Shenjun immediately retorted: "The previous life is the previous life, and this life is the present life. They are not the same person."

Sword Master Ziyuan was speechless, and said: "If you insist on fighting, then I can only be right."

Qingkong Shenjun smiled when he heard the words, but when he was about to speak, something happened suddenly.

Seeing Lin Yun under the bodhi tree, he suddenly put down the jade slips, his handsome and flawless face showed a resolute and stern look, and he walked towards the cliff to bury flowers step by step.

He seems to want to draw his sword!

Qingkong Shenjun looked up, and pondered: "What does he want to do? It's not time for sunset, right? The restriction you left is still there, this guy hasn't suffered enough just now!"

When he was speaking, he secretly observed the expression of Sword Master Ziyuan, but Sword Master Ziyuan didn't answer him, his expression was changing, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Is the ban still there?"

Qingkong Shenjun asked.

Shengjun Ziyuan pondered: "It's still there, if you reach out to touch the sword, you will suffer the strongest countermeasure of the ban."

Qingkong Shenjun's face changed slightly, and he said: "The restriction you left is no less than the law of heaven to him!"

After a moment of silence, Ziyuan Sword Master said: "What I left is the law of heaven."

Qingkong Shenjun widened his eyes in disbelief.

"What the hell, hurry up and stop him!"

Qingkong Shenjun was startled when he came back to his senses, he was in a hurry, and was about to set off to stop Lin Yun immediately.

Sword Master Zi Yuan stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "I reminded him."

"Let go, my daughter is still here, this kid was played to death by you, what should I do with my daughter, you old dog is really going to trick me to death!"

Qingkong Shenjun pushed away Ziyuan Sword Master angrily, and flew towards the cliff where Lin Yun was.

Ziyuan Sword Saint frowned slightly, and had no choice but to follow.