"Tai Xuan Sword Sect Ling Yunzi, please invite Fellow Daoist Lin for advice!"
In Tianyuan Hall, a snow-white sword light soared into the sky, instantly arousing the emotions of all the guests who came to congratulate them.
Tai Xuan Sword Sect.
The top immortal cultivating sect in the Beiyun Star Territory, the holy land in the eyes of thousands of sword cultivators.
No one expected that in just this second game, they would be able to see the battle between Lei Yuan Sect and Tai Xuan Sword Sect.
Refa.
In the minds of all immortal cultivators, thunder magic is the most powerful and terrifying magical power. Countless immortal cultivators even change their expressions when talking about thunder calamity.
However, the immortal cultivators of Lei Yuan Sect went in the opposite direction, and even aimed to practice bathing in thunder tribulations.
In the Beiyun Star Territory, everyone who knows Lei Yuan Sect knows something about it.
That is to say, among the true disciples of Lei Yuan Sect, there is almost no one who has not practiced in the thunder calamity.
The strongest thunder magic power, facing the most lethal swordsman.
Even though the two people in the sky have not yet started a formal battle, all the immortal cultivators who come here are full of expectations.
Even among them, there are many immortal cultivators from other sects, allowing their disciples to watch this battle and draw insights from it.
Although this is not a life-and-death fight, it is precisely because of this that the disciples under my sect can gain insights from it.
Especially those monks who are Nascent Soul and Transformation God, their eyes are full of expectation.
"Fellow Taoist Ling Yunzi built the foundation at the age of twenty, entered the realm of golden elixir at the age of eighty, and then became the realm of Nascent Soul in less than a hundred years, and was promoted to the realm of gods in the next three hundred years...
One At the age of more than 1,800 years, he has achieved the state of unity.
From every point of view, this battle is extremely exciting."
Some people in the crowd. The elder from a large sect said with a smile on his face at this moment.
“You arranged this too?”
Hearing the discussion among the crowd, Ge Qing from Xuanyi Sect looked at Tianleizi and asked via voice transmission.
Tianleizi shook his head.
"Interesting... Taixuan Sword Sect has the inheritance of the True Immortal Sword Art, and this fellow Taoist Ling Yunzi was even considered a genius of the Taixuan Sword Sect back then."
Seeing the sky Ge Qing was also interested in Lei Zi's appearance.
He came on too quickly and left too quickly.
Therefore, even if Ge Qing felt that he had not tested the strength of Elder Lin Yi at all, there was nothing he could do.
"People from the Taixuan Sword Sect are not as easy to talk to as I am. When they talk about competition, it is a real competition. They will never let go of the sea like me."
Ge Qingduan Holding the wine glass, he looked at Tianleizi with a smile.
“If the defeat of Elder Lin of your sect is too ugly, don’t get angry afterwards.”
“You old boy, you obviously just want to watch a show, why bother? Make a scene of comfort.”
Tianleizi said without anger.
“However, you may be disappointed.
Elder Lin’s thunder method has only been practiced for more than a hundred years, and its strongest method is the sword.”
< br>“Really, I don’t believe it!”
Ge Qing laughed.
You have only been practicing thunder magic for a hundred years, so you are lying to a fool.
His meaning of prosperity is not so easy to break.
Seeing this scene, Tianleizi did not explain much. He could not help but think of the sword that Ji Yi used in the three passes of Wenxin Bridge when he first came to Lei Yuanzong.
As for the fact that Lei Fa has only been practiced for more than a hundred years, he did not lie.
It’s just that the thunder method he mentioned refers to the true immortal inheritance of their Lei Yuan Sect.
Counting from the time when he entered the Secret Pavilion, it is indeed only more than two hundred years ago.
Kendo!
In the entire Beiyun Star Territory, which other sect can match the Taixuan Sword Sect in terms of attainments in swordsmanship.
Xuan Yimen and Lei Yuanzong have been friends for several years, but they don’t know what Lei Yuanzong’s real interests are.
“Here we go... Such a strong sword intent.”
At this moment, Ge Qing's eyes moved, and his eyes looking up to the sky became extremely solemn.
I saw above the sky, although the two of them were still standing there without any movement, there was a sharp sword intent, like a biting cold wind, sweeping away.
"You are indeed good at swordsmanship."
Ling Yunzi looked at Lin Yi, whose expression did not change at all under his sword intention, with a strange figure in his eyes.
Originally, when he came here as a congratulation to Taixuan Sword Sect, he just wanted to see if Elder Lin had mastered the True Immortal inheritance of Lei Yuan Sect.
However, when he saw Ji Yi cutting through Ge Qing's Ku Rong intention in an instant, he realized that what the other party was really good at might not be thunder magic, but swordsmanship.
“When Lin was still in Qingcang Realm, Master Xin Feng told Lin that Taixuan Sword Sect is the holy land of sword cultivation in Beiyun Star Territory.
In this case, Lin is meeting friends with his sword today. "
Looking at Ling Yunzi, who was wearing a plain white gown, Lin Yi also had a smile in his eyes.
“Please!”
"Please!"
With two brief words, a muffled thunder exploded in the air.
No.
“It’s not one muffled thunder, but two.”
“It’s just because these two people shot at the same time, so the thunder that should belong to two different thunders makes us feel Just one sound.”
"Sword Qi Thunder Sound!"
"Keng!"
In an instant, a dazzling sword light bloomed in mid-air.
Obviously the two people in the sky did not have a sword in their hands at all.
But at this moment, in the eyes of others, they saw a long sword representing frost and a long sword bursting with blue thunder suddenly colliding together in mid-air.
"Keng!"
The fierce sword intent that burst out in an instant caused the white clouds in the sky thousands of miles away to split into pieces in just a moment.
Like a sharp blade, it cuts the white rice paper directly and cannot heal for a long time.
In the sky, the two people were no more than three feet apart, and they could even clearly see the tiny fuzz on each other's cheeks.
On the contrary, at this time, there was a high-spirited fighting spirit in his eyes.
It is a kind of fighting spirit that is about to meet the opponent.
In an instant, the two used their fingers as swords. After fighting with each other for more than a hundred moves, they both flew away like meteors.
"The sword light differentiates!"
In mid-air, Ling Yunzi formed a sword with two fingers of his right hand, and made a stroke towards Ji Yi in the distance.
“Whoosh!”
There seemed to be a snow-white Milky Way roaring out at this moment. Within the Milky Way, there was a loud buzzing sound, turning into thousands of snow-white swords and piercing the air.
"The sword light differentiates!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Yi's lips curled up slightly. The moment he raised his right hand to the sky, he suddenly slashed towards the long river of sword energy. .
"Boom!"
In an instant, Yimu Divine Thunder fell from the sky, and countless cyan thunder swords, Yu Xuebai's long river of sword energy, collided fiercely together, without distinction. .
"The sword energy takes shape!"
Ling Yunzi's eyes became brighter and brighter, but the sword light he swayed became extremely cold.
At this moment, the whistling snow-white sword lights joined together at this moment, like a real big river, with big waves crashing into the sky.
"The sword energy takes shape."
Jin Yi was neither fast nor slow, and Yimu thunder swords descended from the nine heavens like the Milky Way. The sword energy all over the sky turned into a big mountain in mid-air like piles of logs, blocking the front of the river.
Although the floods surge, it remains as majestic and motionless as a mountain, leaving no gap.
"This man... is actually as good as Ling Yunzi in the way of swordsmanship."
At the guest seat, Qi Heng's eyes had a trace of surprise, and his expression also changed. It became gloomy.
“This person has indeed received the inheritance from the Beiyun ruins.”
Even with the memory that Xu Liuli extracted from the soul, Qi Heng still had a trace of doubt in his heart.
This suspicion is not due to disbelief, but the most basic vigilance of a qualified monk.
But now, this suspicion is beginning to dissipate.
Compared with the excitement in Qi Heng's heart, the eyes of the immortal cultivators from other sects were full of surprise.
Being able to sit at the guest table and have people representing their respective sects come here, they are undoubtedly not real powerful monks.
Therefore, they can see it very clearly.
Ling Yunzi of the Taixuan Sword Sect, except for the initial temptation, did not hold anything back from beginning to end.
Although, both of them suppressed their own cultivation.
But because of this, a fact is revealed even more shockingly.
That is, Elder Lin is definitely not inferior to Ling Yunzi in terms of swordsmanship in the same realm.
But how is this possible?
Ling Yunzi grew up in Taixuan Sword Sect. Since he showed his talent, he has been fully trained by Taixuan Sword Sect, and what is the other party?
Before this, he was just a monk from the Blue Cang Realm who had almost cut off all contact with the Beiyun Star Territory.
"You guys, you hide so deeply."
Ge Qing looked at Tianleizi with surprise in his eyes and couldn't help but ask.
"Has he really practiced his thunder technique for less than a hundred years?"
Tianleizi didn't speak, but smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and took a sip.
“.…..”
While Ge Qing kept complaining about Tianleizi in his heart, new changes appeared in the sky again in this short period of time.
In the originally snow-white long river, a solemn sound suddenly appeared, as if the depth of winter was coming, and lines of frost appeared on the river, trying to freeze Yimujian Mountain.
"Ice mood... no, it's midwinter!"
Almost instantly, Ji Yi noticed the difference.
The Ice Sword Intent carries a severe coldness, but in the middle of winter, it contains a sense of annihilation of all things.
The former is just severe cold, but the latter represents deep power.
“As soon as the middle of winter comes, all things will die. This is the natural law of heaven and earth. However, there is good fortune in the world, and this good fortune can reverse the fate of heaven and change destiny!”
As this thought emerged, Ji Yi stretched out his hand towards Yimu Sword Mountain.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
In the eyes of everyone, they saw the Jianshan Mountain that was gradually frozen. At this moment, there were towering trees rising from the ground. rise.
As the tree grows, layer after layer of ice breaks open, a sense of vitality spreads from it, and the weather changes.
“Annihilation!”
Seeing this scene, Ling Yunzi's eyes moved. As the glacier rolled, trees grew on the sword mountain and collapsed silently.
This artistic conception is extremely weird, and it seems to be able to destroy the source directly from the root.
"Life and death!"
Ji Yi's face also showed a trace of solemnity.
In an instant, the trees turned into ashes, causing the nearby space to distort.
In this distortion, Ling Yunzi's artistic conception of annihilation came to a halt.
"Spring flowers, summer fire, autumn kills, midwinter!"
The artistic conception was blocked. Not only did Ling Yunzi not change at all, but at the same time, three completely different artistic conceptions emerged from the glacier. emerge within.
These three artistic conceptions merge with the original midwinter artistic conception. Just like the changes of the four seasons, they all descend on Yimujian Mountain under invisible rules.
In an attempt to make Lin Yi's Yimu Jianshan disappear invisibly in this cycle of four seasons.
"The five artistic conceptions merge into one..."
Feeling that Yimu Jianshan was beginning to lose control, Lin Yi's eyes became more solemn than ever.
He could feel that within Ling Yunzi's glacier, there was a terrifying sword intent. Once it broke out, he would definitely be defeated.
"As expected of the Taixuan Sword Sect, it is really amazing."
Seeing this scene, Ji Yi took a step forward.
"Bang!"
This step, stepping into the void, made Yimu Sword Mountain shake at this moment.
Amidst this obstruction, a wisp of breeze swept through Yimujian Mountain, and the leaves in the sky rose up at this moment, turning into an illusion.
"True and false, swallowing, life and death, creation, reversal of cause and effect!"
As these words fell, Lin Yi's calm words echoed in everyone's minds at this moment.
"Six Paths of Artistic Conception!"
One moment, everyone was amazed by the power of Ling Yunzi's artistic conception, but the next moment their expressions suddenly changed.
They can feel that every artistic conception of Ji Yi is rounded and perfect, which means that these artistic conceptions will never be understood later. The only possibility is to understand them when they enter the realm of integration.
But because of this, they were extremely shocked.
Ling Yunzi’s artistic conception can be traced. Although there are differences, they form a whole based on the rules of the four seasons.
However, the artistic conception grasped by Elder Lin of Lei Yuan Sect is completely different, and there is no connection between them at all.
This means that Elder Lin definitely masters more than just these six artistic conception sources, and there may only be more.
In mid-air, Yimu Jianshan not only did not annihilate due to the changes in the seasons at this moment, but instead continued to swallow the power of the glacier in the process and began to grow crazily.
Under this kind of growth, even Ling Yunzi had to let the changes brewing in the glacier detonate in advance, otherwise he could only sit back and watch all the power of his artistic conception be resolved.
However, the moment he was about to detonate his sword intent, a monstrous killing intent suddenly erupted from Yimu Sword Mountain, directly dispersing it.
Outsiders could not detect the changes in this. They could only see Binghe and Yimu Jianshan turning into auras at this moment and dissipating in mid-air.
“Thank you, fellow Taoist.”
At the same time, Lin Yi cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Today is his celebration, it is not a life and death fight, there is no need to make each other’s faces stiff.
“Fellow Taoist’s swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. I hope you and I can have a good communication in the future.”
Ling Yunzi returned the gift with his hands raised, and said meaningfully without saying anything.
“It should be so.”
Jin Yi said with a humble face.
“In fact, Lin has always felt that his swordsmanship is too complicated and is still far inferior to that of Lin’s senior brothers.
If he and fellow Taoist Ling discuss each other’s swordsmanship, it will be difficult for him to do so in the future. I can regain some face in front of my senior brother
After all, Lin’s swordsmanship also originated from my senior brother. "
"I wonder who is the name of this senior fellow Daoist Lin? "
Hearing this, Ling Yunzi's eyes moved and he asked.
He originally thought that these words were Lin Yi's prevarication for humility, but the sincerity of his eyes made him Realizing that this is true
"Lin's senior brother..."
Just when Lin Yi was about to recommend Xiang Feiyu to Taixuan Sword Sect and pave the way for him, a loud shout suddenly came from below, making him frown.
……
(End of this chapter)