Chapter 7 What is a Sword?
Lu Lin drank the tea given by his senior and watched the thrilling battle.
Every scene seems to be there.
The body refining realm killing aura sea, the Qi sea realm kills the golden elixir, and the golden elixir kills the Yuanying.
Every battle is a life-and-death battle, and you will die if you are just one line.
But every time, the senior survived.
Lu Lin knew that this was just an isolated case, but the individual case also showed that the seniors had this ability.
From the outside world, Lu Lin has been entering into meditation and has never woken up.
But the sword intent on his body rose layer by layer.
Today is the third day.
Even some ordinary disciples can feel that Lu Lin is now like a sword, as if he is about to tear apart the world.
Lu Lin was silently watching the scene of his senior Nascent Soul killing and turning into a god.
The longer Lu Lin watched, the more silent he became.
because……
I don’t understand, Lu Lin doesn’t understand what the seniors are asking him to see?
Yes, killing the enemy beyond the level is really handsome, and every move is walking on the tip of the knife.
The enemy has many chances of making mistakes, while the senior only has one.
But those who survived in the end were all seniors.
The senior was covered in blood, and then half of his body was smashed, leaving only one head and an arm holding a sword.
Then the sword in his hand was sent to the head of the Transformation God monk.
The senior secretly glanced at Lu Lin's expression, and he coughed until the end of the picture, and asked in a low voice.
"Did you understand?"
Lu Lin was confused, "Senior, please forgive me for being stupid and don't understand."
Lu Lin already knew in his heart that this senior was the ancestor of the Tianjian Sect who left this sword.
The senior in front of him should be a soul clone of the ancestor.
Lu Lin realized the sword intent and then alarmed the clone of the ancestor.
If I remember correctly, it seems that there is a foreshadowing in the book. Gu Changfeng revisited his old place many years later, and realized the sword intent here, and later became a generation of sword immortals.
But I didn't expect that this opportunity was taken first by me.
If you have the chance in the future, please give him one.
The ancestor gritted his teeth with apology, "You have watched so many battles, but you don't understand anything?"
Lu Lin pondered for a moment, "Senior is so fierce. You can challenge more than you can easily. I believe he is a genius among geniuses."
"Well, it's not bad..." The ancestor was happy and nodded with satisfaction, then reacted, his face changed, and he said seriously.
"No, is it what you are looking at?"
Lu Lin scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "Senior, just say it, I'm really..."
The ancestor picked up the teacup and took a sip.
With his hand waved again, Lu Lin felt his perspective retreating rapidly until his eyes could see the mountain in full.
But the top of this mountain has not been cut off yet.
A person flew in the distance, the younger ancestor, followed by a large group of elderly, weak, women and children.
The young ancestor stood in front of the mountain, looked left and right, and selected the mountain in front of him.
Then he raised the sword in his hand and his chest to level it, and swung it out with a sword.
The whole mountain seemed to have not changed much, but the ancestor moved the mountain up and threw it aside as soon as he reached out.
Lu Lin could only see that the cold sword intent emanating from the ancestor when he took action stood between heaven and earth, making the scene around the ancestor seem a little dim.
"Did you understand? What is a sword?"
The ancestor asked again.
Lu Lin thought for a while and said in a deep voice.
"The sword is a killing weapon."
"..." The ancestor was silent and looked at Lu Lin with his eyes faintly.
Isn't it right?
Lu Lin touched his chin and thought, "Is a sword a gentleman's weapon?"
When I looked back, the ancestor still had the same expression and looked at Lu Lin like that.
Lu Lin smacked his lips, "The sword is an iron weapon with a long body, a short handle, a guard, a double blade, a stabbing and a slashing."
This statement similar to self-deprecation made the ancestor nod.
"Yes." The ancestor nodded slightly.
Lu Ming turned his head in surprise, but he didn't expect that the ancestor's answer was so simple?
"Sword...is the Tao, it is a great way!"
A sword appeared in the ancestor's hand, exactly the same as what he used in those pictures.
"It is a great avenue opened up by thousands of people together."
Speaking, he waved the sword blade in his hand, and the sky and earth were two parts in front of Lu Ming's eyes, and it was dark.
Then a vast road spread out from the darkness, and there were many figures moving forward on this road.
"When you understand what a sword is, you can step into this path." The ancestor looked at this path, with great enthusiasm in his heart. "Did you see it? This path!"
"Well..." Lu Lin touched his chin in silence.
"What are you thinking?" asked the ancestor.
"I heard that people walk too many ways and will never get out of the way. Only those who open up the way are geniuses in a lifetime."
"Bad! Who said that?" The ancestor glared at the eyes, "The three thousand great ways in the world cannot lead to the supreme realm. What you said is nothing more than a deviant path!"
Lu Lin glanced at the vast road, and this statement was credible...
The ancestor continued to teach the lesson, "Those who created their own great ways are geniuses, but every step they take is like being trapped in a quagmire. If they create one or two strange ways, it is difficult to walk, and it is not strong enough, it is better not to walk!"
Lu Lin nodded obediently.
"You kid, just go to Jiandao honestly. Even now, I haven't seen the back of the leader of Jiandao clearly." The ancestor looked at Jiandao with a distant look, and after a while, he came to his senses.
"Okay, you have been here for a long time, and the inheritance I left in the Tianjian Sect has been almost digested by you."
The ancestor pointed to the last of the sword path, and the latest figure appeared. The figure did not have a sword in his hand, but just stood there in confusion.
"My mission has been achieved, and I can absorb and digest my inheritance in such a short time. I believe you are also a genius in thousands."
Lu Lin smiled embarrassedly, "I am not talented, but the worst qualification."
"Thank you, old..."
Before the word "Zu" was released, it was stopped by the ancestor.
"I only talk about your peers and make a good relationship. When you ride the wind up next year, you and I will travel across the three thousand realms together."
Lu Lin was also a little excited when the ancestor said this.
He bowed to the ancestor with his fists, "thank you, fellow Taoist!"
"Hahaha!" The ancestor laughed smugly.
Amid the laughter, the figure of the ancestor and the tea table next to him all turned into ashes and dissipated.
A wisp of sound remained in Lu Lin's ears.
"In the hills that I cut down, I left some treasures. Every time you reach a new realm, it will be a pity that you will untie a layer until your Nascent Soul."
Lu Lin slowly opened his eyes, and the deep sword intent flashed by in his eyes.
In the square below, all the disciples have stood in order.
Today is the sixth day after Lu Lin realized the sword intent.
Chapter completed!