He is really the Holy Son of Daoyang!

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

It is hard to imagine that this young man in front of him who is even dirty than a beggar, with a beard like a weed-covered person, would be the Holy Son of Daoyang.

According to rumors, this person is extremely charming, with the best in the East Wilderness. He is known as the East Wilderness Gemini together with the little princess of Shenhuang Mountain.

Lin Yun had just come to Tiandao Sect and heard about this person's reputation. Now that he saw a real person, the contrast is too big.

"I've met my senior brother."

Even though he was shocked, Lin Yun still had to be polite.

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

I am quite satisfied with seeing him now, even exceeding expectations. The only trouble may be his identity.

"Do you want to go to the Tianlun Tower?" Li Daoyang said: "It is not the lowest level that other saints have entered, but the core secret realm of the Tianlun Tower."

"Of course I think."

Lin Yun said: "However, I plan to be promoted to Semi-Saint before going."

The opportunity for the Tianhuang Tower is rare. Lin Yun doesn’t want to waste it when his cultivation is too low. He has to wait until he enters the holy path before going.

The higher the realm, the more benefits!

"Smart person, then you can make a breakthrough." Li Daoyang looked at Lin Yun deeply, and then prepared to leave.

"Li Daoyang, I haven't brought a gift to this fairy for so long!" Fairy Crane said with her waist.

Li Daoyang smiled and said, "Take it, bring it, stretch out your hand."

"hey-hey."

Fairy Crane smiled and stretched out her hand, full of expectations.

Bang!

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

"I'm giving you all the love of this Holy Son." Li Daoyang laughed a few times and left with shamelessness.

"Stinky guy, I curse you not to take a bath in your life." Fairy He was so angry that his little face turned red and he felt aggrieved.

Lin Yun smiled. This guy is a wonderful person.

"Ye Qingtian, you can't learn from him, this unconscience-free guy." Fairy He pouted.

Lin Yun nodded and then swallowed the nine-colored Tianyun Fruit.

Kick!

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

Without rushing to refine it, Lin Yun took advantage of this feeling and practiced the Firefly God Sword on the top of the mountain and entered the holy scroll.

Dead trees bloom!

It's like the sun!

A short distance from the world!

Fire tree and silver flowers!

Drive lightning!

The sky is burning with fire!

He continued to practice the six swords he had mastered on the top of this mountain. As time passed, the strange phenomena contained in the sword technique were merged with the rules of heaven and earth.

The speed was getting slower and slower, and the sword light was breathing, as if the heaven and earth were breathing, the feeling was extremely mysterious.

"The Sword Saint of Tianxuan once said that this entry into the holy scroll seems dazzled, but in fact there is a certain rule that every sword is related."

Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword, practiced it all over again, and savored the words left by the Sword Saint.

Gradually, I realized that these sword techniques were like colorful beads, each bead was imprinted with a different scenery, but there was still a thread connecting them together.

"As long as I find this thread, it will become quite easy to enter the holy scroll."

Lin Yun is very smart. He did not obsess with the sword move itself, but jumped out to look at the sword score from a holistic perspective.

This habit was actually developed around Yao Guang. When Yao Guang gave him sword skills, he did not deliberately teach him sword skills.

He only taught him to practice calligraphy, realize the truth, deduce the Xiaoyao Nine Swords, and even practice with him.

In writing, no matter how clever or complicated the sword technique is, there are traces to follow on the paper.

You can look down from a high place!

If you are obsessed with the sword move itself, once you get stuck in the understanding, you will definitely be dazzled and your mind will be blown up. You may not be able to gain anything even if you have to go through the scriptures in your hair.

When Lin Yun was immersed in cultivation and forgot about everything, Li Daoyang actually did not go far.

He stood shoulder to shoulder with an old man in black outside the nine heavens, looking at Ye Qingtian from afar.

The old man in black has a noble status, and is Ye Qianyu, the lord of Daoyang Palace, and also Li Daoyang's master.

"Daoyang, how about this guy?" Ye Qianyu said.

Li Daoyang pondered and said, "It's very good, very powerful. He is indeed matched with the word "wizards". It's not right. It should be said that the word "wizards" is indeed matched with him."

Ye Qianyu said: "This evaluation is surprisingly high."

"I can't be wrong with people." Li Daoyang's eyes were full of appreciation and admiration: "Not to mention his swordsmanship talent, what I admire most is his willpower, which is too strong. I have never seen such a ruthless person in my life.

the person.”

"This is not all. He is still very smart. He has a lot of talented people, but there are still too few smart people. He is really smart."

He recalled the scene of Lin Yun passing through the barrier, stopping and stopping, and never doing it rudely.

When I stopped, I seemed to be resting, but in fact I was also trying to understand, so that my body could adapt to the power of the Human Emperor’s sword and sword, and at the same time, I quietly resolved it.

Too smart!

If you still understand the difficulty, there are really too few such people.

"What do you think about Tianxuan Sword Saint asking him to attend the famous sword conference?" Ye Qianyu touched his beard and smiled, as if he was interested in examining his beloved disciple.

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

Ye Qianyu smiled and said, "Tianxuan is a little anxious. He should have some achievements, but the Donghuang Sword Dao is too powerful."

"If Jian Jingtian had not fallen eighteen years ago and had him as an example, the younger generation of Donghuang should have risen many sword geniuses and continued their respective inheritances. That wave was too hurt, and the sword sect was suppressed too much

The six holy lands are inherited, and they are also hidden from each other and do not communicate with each other."

"The Sword Alliance is different. The major swordsman holy places in all directions are constantly communicating with each other. The difference is still very obvious."

The Holy Son of Daoyang did not deny it and said with a smile: "These disciples also know it, but they are really different. Master, you don't know that willpower is more important than talent, and his willpower is too strong."

He looked at Lin Yun from a distance, and a light burst out in his eyes.

"Oh, you are very optimistic about him? Then why don't our master and apprentice make a bet?" Ye Qianyu said with a smile.

"Okay." Daoyang Shengzi agreed readily.

Ye Qianyu smiled and said, "I bet he will suffer a loss. What about you, bet he will be the first?"

The Holy Son of Daoyang flirted with his long hair like a dry grass and smiled disdainfully: "What's the point of first? Who does the first master of the famous sword conference twenty years ago know? The first master of the first master of a hundred years ago

Do you know who it is?”

"Master, it's not that I said you, my vision is still too low. The master didn't win the first place when he was a child, and it was even difficult for the top three. At that time, Yaoguang should be the first place, we are different."

Ye Qianyu's cheeks twitched, and he forced himself to hold back his anger and waited for him to finish speaking.

"I have been the first since I was a child, and I have been numb. What's the point? It's boring. Only those who can't get it find it interesting, right, master." Li Daoyang said with a smile.

Bang!

Ye Qianyu knocked him hard and said angrily: "You dare to pretend to be in front of the master and speak well."

Li Daoyang touched his head and said with a smile: "When I finish talking, it's not too late to fight after finishing it. The first one is really meaningless..."

"You still said!" Ye Qianyu said, "Chuxinqi, your master is not!"

Li Daoyang avoided this time and smiled and said, "No, I just want to say that the first place is really boring. There are so many firsts in the past three thousand years, and what really makes people remember is the Nine Emperors."

"Even if you are as strong as Yao Guang, if you can't overcome this disaster, you will be forgotten sooner or later."

When Ye Qianyu heard this, he sighed, as if he had agreed to his statement.

Li Daoyang continued: "So betting on him first is boring. It's the strongest sword in five hundred years and a thousand years. I bet on him that it will make the entire East Wilderness swordsman rise, even if it's five hundred years or eight hundred years, it will be mentioned.

The Sword Conference cannot avoid this person!”

Ye Qianyu took a breath, looked at Ye Qingtian involuntarily, and said in a deep voice: "Your evaluation is really too high."

"Whether it's high or not, just look at it, maybe it's still low." Li Daoyang said indifferently.

Ye Qianyu was no longer obsessed with this topic. He asked Li Daoyang to observe this person, and there was another purpose.
To be continued...