When Lin Bai entered the Wanlei Mountain Cave more than 100 meters away, he suddenly felt a reaction from his Devouring Sword Soul. This was the feeling of being able to "break the forbidden".
"Is it a magic circle?"
"No! It's an illusion!"
Lin Bai suddenly had a hint of understanding in his eyes. There was an expert a hundred meters away from the Ten Thousand Thunder Cave who had arranged an extremely powerful illusion.
An illusion of this level can be made to look real.
Lin Bai immediately waved his hand to Su Jiannan: "Don't save me!"
Su Jiannan originally saw the thunder surge out of Wanlei Mountain Cave and was about to devour Lin Bai, so he wanted to pull Lin Bai out alive.
But at this moment, when Su Jiannan heard Lin Bai's voice, he was stunned and did not take action.
And at this moment, the thunder completely swallowed up Lin Bai's weak body and disappeared without a trace!
It was as if Lin Bai's body had been smashed into pieces by thunder!
"Headmaster! Junior Brother Lin Bai, he..." Duan Qinghong exclaimed, staring at everything in front of him in stunned silence. He felt Lin Bai's breath disappear from the sky and the earth.
How can a person's breath disappear? There is only one possibility, that is, the person is dead.
"No, no, no, Lin Bai!"
Su Jiannan looked at this scene in disbelief.
Su Jiannan was extremely heartbroken at this moment. How could he have thought that one of his own tricks could actually end the life of the most outstanding genius in the Spirit Sword Sect for thousands of years!
"Lin Bai, it was me who harmed you!"
Su Jiannan was heartbroken and said with great self-blame.
And at this moment.
Lin Bai appeared in a world filled with thunder.
"Tell me, tell me, are you all pigs? Are you all pigs?"
"Are the descendants of my Lingjian Sect pigs? Are they all so greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"It's been thousands of years, and you're the only one who's come in."
Before Lin Bai could calm down, an angry old man's voice came to his ears.
Lin Bai looked up and saw a faint figure floating in front of him. This was an old man, not tall, a little old man.
The little old man had uncontrollable anger and anger on his face at this moment.
As soon as Lin Bai saw this man, he immediately shouted: "Master Patriarch?"
The little old man said with a smile: "Little doll, you are not bad, you can actually see that this is an illusion, and the thunder has no attack power at all."
"It's not like those little turtles who ran away as soon as they saw the thunder flying out."
"Especially a hundred years ago, there was a bastard named Jianxuan who sat outside the Wanlei Mountain Cave for more than three years. Every time he wanted to come in, he would turn around and run away when he saw the thunder surging out. I'll go. I've never had this problem in my life.
I have never seen a warrior run so fast."
"The speed with which Jian Xuan escaped was simply astonishing."
The little old man said with a wry smile.
Hearing the little old man's voice, Lin Bai was basically certain that the cynical little old man in front of him was probably the afterimage of the founder of the Spirit Sword Sect.
Hearing the little old man's complaint, Lin Bai muttered: "I don't know who is so boring and has nothing to do to arrange these scary illusions. If I hadn't had the Devouring Sword Soul, I would have been so scared that I would have run away."
The little old man asked: "Little baby, what are you mumbling about?"
Lin Bai immediately rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Nothing, nothing, Grandmaster, I finally got in, are you going to teach me some powerful swordsmanship?"
Lin Bai asked with a sinister look on his face.
The founder of the Spirit Sword Sect, more than 5,000 years ago, was a swordsman who was famous throughout the world. His strength was extraordinary, especially his swordsmanship, which was almost godlike.
When the little old man heard this, he immediately said in a condensed voice: "Little baby, do you know why I left this illusion?"
Lin Bai curled his lips and said, "Maybe it's because of boredom, because people who are not bored generally don't do things like this when they are full..."
"What did you say?" The little old man blew his beard and glared at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai quickly came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Master Patriarch naturally has his own ideas. How can I dare to make wild guesses?"
The little old man gave up and said quietly: "It was really boring at the time..."
"Bah, bah, bah! You are boring!"
The little old man suddenly woke up and said seriously: "When I was in seclusion in this cave, I suddenly went crazy and fell on the spot. I left behind this illusion and afterimage just to test the courage of the younger disciples!"
"If they are all a bunch of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, they are not worthy of inheriting my swordsmanship!"
"For thousands of years, the afterimage I left behind is almost disappearing. Fortunately, you came in at the last moment, and I will teach you a magical skill called: Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Technique!"
Lin Bai was suddenly pleasantly surprised. Is this "Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Technique" the same Thunder Sword Technique that the elders in the Elder Pavilion mentioned before?
"Thank you, Master Patriarch." Lin Bai said with a smile.
The little old man said: "I have a second thing to tell you."
Lin Bai said: "Please give me your instructions, Master Patriarch."
The little old man put away his cynical smile and said with all seriousness: "I was a ninth-grade Huang-level martial spirit back then. I was originally above martial arts and could be considered to have very low talent. But do you know why I can step by step?"
Can he become famous in all countries?"
When Lin Bai heard this, he was immediately surprised. It turned out that the founder of the Lingjian Sect was a ninth-grade yellow-level martial spirit!
A ninth-grade yellow-level martial spirit can step by step become famous in all countries. This is extremely powerful.
Lin Bai shook his head and said, "Disciple, I don't know."
The little old man said: "Because I got a fragment by chance back then."
"Relying on this fragment, I have understood the swordsmanship that reaches the heaven and earth, and this Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Technique is the most proud of it."
"This fragment is extremely precious. After you go out, you must tell all the leaders of the Spirit Sword Sect to make good use of it!"
"When I first learned that this fragment was precious, I embedded it in the leader's token and became the leader's token of the Spirit Sword Sect. Now all the leaders of the past generations should have understood the fragment and brought it with me, the Spirit Sword Sect.
He must have become the pinnacle sect in the realm of all nations."
The little old man asked with excitement.
Lin Bai said: "No, none of the masters in the past have discovered the secret on the master's token. And a hundred years ago, there was a chaos in the Lingjian Sect, and a large number of peerless swordsmanship was lost, including the master.
Token, now Lingjian Sect is almost destroyed by Canghai Yuntai Palace."
After the headmaster of Lingjian Sect died, Jianxuan rebelled against Lingjian Sect and took away a large number of precious swordsmanship, including the headmaster's storage bag.
And the headmaster's token is in the storage bag.
Therefore, the purpose of Su Jiannan's desire to retrieve the storage bag is to retrieve the lost head token of the Lingjian Sect and those peerless sword skills!
This is the foundation of the restoration of the Spirit Sword Sect!
"What! Are they pigs? Are these junior leaders pigs?" the little old man said angrily.
"I'm really pissed off, I'm really pissed off."
The little old man paced back and forth in front of Lin Bai angrily.
The little old man then said: "Little baby, after you go out, you must find the fragment. This is the most critical link for the Spirit Sword Sect to reach its peak!"
Lin Bai asked curiously: "Master, you regard that fragment as so important, what exactly is it?"