The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1537: Yaoguang teaches Taoism

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Seeing Yaoguang stopped writing, Lin Yun walked over quickly.

"Don't look at this sword for now." Yaoguang stopped the pen, sighed, and said to Lin Yun.

"Why?"

Lin Yun is puzzled.

He has always believed that the Xiaoyao Nine Swords must have the last sword, and each sword is full of thousands of kinds of freedom, taking advantage of the aura of heaven and earth, to be free from the world, to cross the world and be invincible.

It may be a bit exaggerated to compare favorably, but the Southern Emperor was definitely invincible with this sword technique back then!

Now the master took a look and drew all the sword techniques in it, proving that there is indeed a ninth sword.

Yao Guang didn't speak, his eyes were contemplative, and he said after a while: "This last sword overthrew all the eight previous swords. You might be crazy when you see it now. He didn't leave this last sword behind. In the painting, there is indeed his intention."

"Master, what is this last sword?"

Lin Yun is not as crazy as Zhao Yan, but his obsession with kendo is no worse than anyone else.

Xiaoyao Nine Swords, this last sword, he is really curious!

"There is nothing in the world, it is difficult to be free again, after this sword, there is no more free sword in the world!"

Yaoguang saw Lin Yun’s persistence, smiled, explained to him, and then lightly sighed: "The Southern Emperor deserves the name of invincibility back then. This sword technique may have been created by him at will, but he created the last sword. At that time, the mood changed a lot, causing the ninth sword and the previous eight swords to be completely incompatible."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and the color of doubt in his eyes became thicker.

There is nothing in the world, and it is difficult to be free again. What is this sword like? Why is there no more Xiaoyao sword in the world after casting it?

The Nandi really couldn't figure it out.

"Don't worry about this, first master these four swords... These four swords have nearly 900 changes. Only by mastering all the changes can you barely get started." Yaoguang looked at Lin Yun and interrupted him. Thinking.

"Hmm."

Lin Yun nodded, then turned and left.

Yaoguang smiled and said, "You child, did the Master tell you to go?"

Lin Yun scratched his head and said: "Master asked me to practice swords. I just defeated this kind of change. I wrote them all down."

Yao Guang smiled and said, "Actually, these nine free swords are said to be nine different swordsmanships. For the teacher, he is more willing to divide him into three levels. The four swords of heaven and earth Xuanhuang can be counted as the first level. Wind, fire, thunder and ice can be counted as the second, and the ninth sword can be counted as the third."

"The second level is not the same as the first level. Unlike the four sword moves of the first level, they are all related to each other. For example, the two characters of heaven and earth can overlap, and Xuan and Huang can also be transformed into each other. Words can be connected in a line, so that there will be endless and endless supply."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and this is the first time he has heard of this.

When he was fighting against people, he did feel a little bit, especially the words heaven and earth can overlap completely. After the overlap, the heaven and the earth are reversed, and the entire void will be distorted, making it difficult for the enemy to fall into it.

"The second difficulty lies in the incoherence of the tricks. The four moods cannot be coherent, and they even restrain each other. Each trick exists independently, and there are more flaws than the first. But the advantages are also obvious. , It’s powerful!"

Even Master Yaoguang said that his power was great, and Lin Yun couldn't help but feel excited.

"Each of these four swords can be said to be the sword of the king. The Southern Emperor is indeed a genius of eternity. What is Xiaoyao, heaven and earth Xuanhuang, wind, fire, thunder and ice, and the world is all in these eight swords... …"

Yaoguang talked a lot, and then paused: "So if you practice the four swords as usual, it will take a long time, maybe half a year will barely be successful. This has nothing to do with the kendo talent, even The comprehension is comparable to that of the Southern Emperor, and it will not last long. There are not many shortcuts to achieve the ultimate."

It takes half a year to make a small achievement, is this too exaggerated?

Lin Yun practiced the sword even if he did not forget it, he would be able to accomplish it in one pass, which is as strong as the Tianshui sword technique.

"So these four swords, as a teacher, use sacred objects to help you in your cultivation. Once you have a chance, whether you can make it small depends on your good fortune." Yaoguang looked a little dignified and looked at Lin Yun and said: "My teacher said that there are no shortcuts to these four swords. , So I can only use it to prolong the passage of time and comprehend it."

After Yaoguang finished speaking, he held the pen again, and at the same time, several strands of gray hair slowly fell on Yaoguang's forehead.

Lin Yun noticed that this pen was originally a sacred artifact. It was also a sacred artifact that was actuated by the rules of the holy path, and its power was Lin Yun's realm.

Unimaginable in the world.

Swish!

Yaoguang held the pen to write again, and the figures flew out of the scroll under his pen, and the words were turned into sounds, echoing between the world and the earth.

When Lin Yun was in it, he only felt that the world was upside down and the space was distorted.

Everything in the world has become illusory, and time has slowed down like a long river.

It was too late to think about it, Lin Yun felt the murderous intent, and the dim figures flew towards him.

Lin Yun was forced to pull out the funeral flower and greet the enemy with a sword.

Qiangqiang!

In an instant, he turned around among the many figures, and Lin Yun urged him to move around, walking among them, the sword came out like a dragon.

It seems that there is no track to find, but if you look carefully, every step he takes, and even every sword he takes, he is fixed to death by the figure.

The various figures formed an array with swords, blocking his way and blocking his sword.

Only by following a fixed route and a fixed sword move can the sword light in the hands of the figure be blocked. But this sword formation changes so much, it's as fast as a star, and you will get it wrong if you are not careful.

In the beginning, Lin Yun could still keep up, but gradually couldn't keep up. The purple and gold dragon pattern on his body was constantly cut off by sword light.

The shirt was also stained with blood, and his expression became a little tense, and in the end all his mind was forced to immerse himself in it.

He is breathing rapidly, his heart is beating wildly, his blood is boiling, and his emotions are unprecedentedly tense.

So difficult!

Lin Yun's forehead was dripping with sweat, his face was pale, and the sword in his hand kept glowing.

These sword moves are all variables of Xiaoyao Nine Swords?

It's too much, right? There are really only nine hundred changes? I will remember it tomorrow morning, why I still make a mistake, this shouldn't be.

But reality can't tolerate Lin Yun's thinking, he is in such a change, and he can't stop for a moment.

Time passed, I don’t know how long it has passed.

One day!

Two days!

Three days!

One month, two months, three months... Lin Yun didn't eat or drink, he was in the array, and Yaoguang's brush and ink also never stopped.

With such terrifying training, Lin Yun's swordsmanship has changed a lot, and he can already find the variables in the formation.

No longer as it was at the beginning, he could only follow a certain fixed routine, and the figures who wield the sword slowed down in his eyes.

And all this, Lin Yun didn't know it, he didn't notice.

The formation method has not changed with Yaoguang's pen and ink, but with his sword moves. In the end, it was not he resisting the sword formation, but Yaoguang was resisting the sword moves he used.

During the period, it was mysterious and could not be explained in words.

During the repetition day after day, Lin Yun became thinner, but his eyes became brighter.

At this moment, Yaoguang held the pen in his hand and became slower, a gratifying smile appeared in his eyes, and then speeded up again.

Boom!

In an instant, the momentum on the Sword Saint Yaoguang suddenly changed, and he muttered to himself.

An indescribable sword force erupted on him. He held up a pen and wrote while saying: "I have a sword, like the wind, like the wind that winds up nine days and extinguishes the common people."

Lin Yun's face suddenly changed, and he saw endless rays of light, which turned into an unimaginable wind under Yaoguang's writing.

"Wind!"

Lin Yun didn't have time to think, just like instinct, shouted wildly and waved his sword.

Boom!

Two ancient wind characters, touching each other in the void, the wind howled, shaking the sky and the earth. Outside the distorted space, nine days shattered, the common people died, and various visions changed.

"I have a sword, like a fire, like a fire that burns all directions to burn mountains and boil the sea!"

Fire!

Lin Yun rose into the air, turned around, and a word of fire flew out of the sword.

Boom!

The two fire characters touched together, and the twisted light curtain around was filled with flames, and the overbearing flame swept the world.

"I have a sword, like thunder, like the blade of slaughtering gods and the halberd of slaughtering immortals."

Ray!

Lin Yun tapped his toes lightly in the void, and the thunder light above his head turned into heavenly power, following the moment

The sword fell.

"I have a sword, like ice, like the ice that seals all things in cold winter."

Swish!

Lin Yun wore a blue shirt, the person turned upside down in the void, the cold glow in his eyes surged, looking back, the sword of endless cold ice evolved into an ice character.

When the two ice characters collided, Lin Yun fell from the sky, looking at the sword in his hand incredible.

Wind, fire, thunder and ice, did you learn?

He looked up, and was surprised to find that a few strands of hair fell on the master's head, which were still floating and not really falling.

Immediately his face changed drastically, saying: "Master, how long has just passed."

"Flick your finger for a moment."

Yaoguang put down the pen, and a few strands of hair also fell.

Lin Yun opened his mouth wide, unbelievable, he clearly felt that at least three months had passed.

But the master said that with a flash, is this the shortcut that the master said?

But this is a shortcut, the price is not small!

"Have you ever thought about why the teacher didn't hand over his inheritance to you, it seems that he didn't teach you anything." Yaoguang looked at Lin Yun and asked.

"Master, don't say that!"

Lin Yun shook his head quickly.

Yaoguang did not teach him any martial arts, but the guidance given to him could not be replaced by anyone.

Especially when we first met, Lin Yun has benefited from the principles of kendo.

Not to mention that Master has personally taught him swordsmanship several times. Although the swordsmanship is not Master's inheritance, every time he meets Lin Yun, he can feel that he has benefited a lot.

This set of Xiaoyao Nine Swords is said to be the inheritance of the Southern Emperor, but the master handed it to him.

Yaoguang smiled and said: "No, I really didn't teach you anything as a teacher. I just magnified your strengths, strengthened your Dao heart, and taught you to simplify the complex, don't divide the dragon veins before Heart."

Lin Yun was thoughtful and silent.

"Xiao Linyun, you have to remember that you are still a piece of uncut jade, and you have to keep on sculpting yourself, and don’t leave too many imprints of others. You have to become strong, not as strong as the master, you To become stronger than anyone, stronger than Master, stronger than Tianxuanzi, and one day stronger than the Nine Emperors!"

Yaoguang smiled slightly and said solemnly.

This... Lin Yun felt a lot of pressure for a while, and I don't know why Master talked about this.

"I have also learned a lot from you. If I met you earlier, I won't get to where I am today." Yaoguang sighed, showing a rare heaviness.

Shouyuan is about to end, and the death is sad.

Swordsman is not afraid of death?

But if he can live, who wants to die, besides, he still has so many reasons to live.

"Master, stop talking."

Lin Yun returned the sword to its sheath and hurried forward.

"Hehe, don't worry about me, little guy. What you should worry about is yourself. In the eyes of many people, being a teacher is just a person who will be exhausted. There are not many people in this world. You can believe that I can come. That step."

Yao Guang’s eyes burned and looked at Lin Yun and said: "But you are different, you are like a fire in the eyes of other people! This fire is still burning so vigorously, it is more dazzling than the sun, and the sky of the desolate ancient land is covered. Can't cover the fire. You make them feel dazzling, like a thorn in their throat, like a thorn in their eyes... You are more dangerous than being a teacher."

"The ancient battlefield is open~IndoMTL.com~ I am worried about you as a teacher!"

Yaoguang sighed.

Three times!

Lin Yun's heart sank. When he saw Master this time, Master sighed three times in total, which was the heaviest.

"Master, although you are at ease through the catastrophe, in the deserted battlefield, the disciples will never let Master down! Never let Jianzong be humiliated! The tragedy of twenty years ago, I will not let him reproduce."

Plop!

Lin Yun knelt on one knee, holding a sword and saluting, tears like mist in his eyes, but a blazing flame burned deep in his eyes.

"The disciple receives the teacher's favor, we must strengthen my sword sect!!"

[Very ordinary chapter, no fighting, no conflict, but I don’t know why it’s so tiring to write. I wrote it from 1 pm to 8 pm. I saw your comments. I won’t express much here. Each word in Chapter V You have to collect money, and I will reply on the official account tomorrow. I only have one official account, which is a single three-character month. 】