The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1962: Improper son of man

It's really Daoyang Son!

Lin Yun's surface was calm, but she was shocked in her heart.

It's hard to imagine that this is dirtier than a beggar, and his beard looks like a young man overgrown with weeds, who would be the son of Daoyang.

According to the rumors, this person has boundless style, and he is known as the Twin Stars of the East Wilderness together with the little princess of Shenhuang Mountain.

As soon as Lin Yun came to Tiandao Sect, he had heard of this person's prestige. Seeing a real person right now, the contrast is too great.

"I have seen brother."

Shocked to shocked, Lin Yun still had to be polite.

"Ye Qingtian, you are very good." Li Daoyang laughed softly. He was here to see Lin Yun.

I am quite satisfied after seeing it right now, even exceeding expectations. The only trouble may be his identity.

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

"Of course I want."

Lin Yun said: "However, I plan to go after being promoted to Semi-Holy."

The Tianlun Tower has a rare opportunity. Lin Yun doesn't want to waste it when his cultivation base is too low, so he has to wait until he enters the holy path.

The higher the level, the more benefits!

"Smart guy, then you can make a breakthrough." Li Daoyang took a deep look at Lin Yun, and then prepared to leave.

"Li Daoyang, I haven't brought a gift to this fairy after going out for so long!" Crane said with his arms crossed.

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

"Hey."

Fairy Crane stretched out his hand with a smile, full of expectation.

Slap!

Li Daoyang slapped it directly, and the painful Fairy Crane said angrily: "What are you doing!"

"The love of the saint son is all for you." Li Daoyang laughed a few times, and left without a face and skin.

"Smelly guy, this fairy cursed you not to take a bath forever." Crane Fairy's face flushed red, grieving.

Lin Yun smiled, this guy is a wonderful person.

"Ye Qingtian, you can't learn from him, this unscrupulous fellow." Fairy Crane pouted.

Lin Yun nodded, and then swallowed the nine-color sky cloud fruit.

Crack!

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

Without anxious refining, Lin Yun took advantage of this feeling and cultivated the Firefly God Sword on the top of the mountain to enter the holy scroll.

Withered trees and flowers!

In the sky!

A short distance away!

Fire Tree Silver Flower!

Drive thunder and switch off electricity!

The fire burns the sky!

He will continue to practice the six swords he has mastered on the top of this mountain. As time goes by, the vision contained in the swordsmanship merges with the rules of heaven and earth.

The speed is getting slower and slower, the sword light is swallowing, as if the world is breathing, the feeling is extremely mysterious.

"The Heavenly Jade Sword Sage once said that this entry into the sacred scroll seems to be dazzling, but in fact there is a certain pattern, and every sword is related."

Lin Yun held the funeral sword, practiced again and again, and tasted the words left by the sword master.

Gradually, I realized that these swordsmanships are like beads of various colors, each of which is branded with a different landscape, but there is still a thread connecting them.

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

Lin Yun is very smart. He didn't cling to the sword move itself, but jumped out and looked at the sword spectrum from the overall point of view.

This habit was actually developed around Yaoguang. When Yaoguang granted him the swordsmanship, he didn't deliberately teach him swordsmanship.

Only teach him to practice calligraphy, enlighten Dao, derive Xiaoyao Nine Swords, and even practice with him.

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

You can look down from a height!

If you are obsessed with the sword move itself, once you fall into the enlightenment, you will definitely be dazzled, your brain will be blown up, and Hao Shou's poor experience may not be able to gain anything.

When Lin Yun was immersed in his cultivation, Li Daoyang did not go far.

He is outside the Nine Heavens, standing side by side with a black-clothed old man, looking at Ye Qingtian in the distance.

The black-clothed old man has a distinguished status, he is the master of Daoyang Palace, Ye Qianyu, and Li Daoyang's master.

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

Li Daoyang groaned: "Very good, quite powerful. He is indeed worthy of the word "Wizard". No, it should be said that the word "Wizard" is indeed worthy of him."

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

"I think people can't be wrong." Li Daoyang's eyes are full of appreciation and admiration: "Let’s not talk about his kendo talent. What I admire most is his willpower. It’s too strong. I haven’t seen it in my life. Such a cruel person."

"It's more than that. He is also very smart. He has a lot of talents, but there are still too few smart people. He is really smart."

He recalled the scene of Lin Yun going through the barrier, stop-and-go, stop-and-go, and never act brutally.

When I stopped, I seemed to be resting, but I was actually trying to figure out how to adapt my physical body to the sword and power of the human emperor, and at the same time, it resolved quietly.

So smart!

If you still know how to hide, there are really too few such people.

"Heavenly Jade Sword Saint asked him to participate in the famous sword conference, what do you think?" Ye Qianyu touched his beard, smiled, and seemed to test his beloved apprentice intentionally.

Sage Son Daoyang smiled and asked, "What do you think of Master?"

Ye Qianyu smiled and said: "Tianxuan is a little anxious, he should have some achievements, but Donghuang Swordsmanship is too powerful."

"If Jian Jingtian had not fallen 18 years ago, and if he were to serve as an example, the young generation of the Eastern Wilderness should be able to rise up many swordsman geniuses and continue their inheritance. That wave was too hurt, and the sword sect was The suppression is too ruthless, and the Six Holy Lands all have inheritance, and they are hidden and not communicated with each other."

"The Sword League is different. The major swordsmanship sacred sites in the south and the north of the sea are constantly communicating with each other. The difference is still obvious."

Sage Son Daoyang did not deny, and smiled: "These disciples also know, but he is really different, Master, you don't know, willpower is more important than talent, his willpower is too strong."

He looked at Lin Yun from a distance, with light blooming in his eyes.

"Oh, you are very optimistic about him? Then our master and apprentice should make a bet." Ye Qianyu smiled.

"Okay." Daoyang Shengzi readily agreed.

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

Shengzi Daoyang wiped out her long hair like grass, and smiled disdainfully: "What's the meaning of the number one? Who knows the first master of the famous sword conference twenty years ago? The number one hundred years ago Does the first master know who it is?"

"Master, it's not that I said you. His vision is still too low. The master didn't get the first place when he was a child. Even the first three were difficult. At that time, Yaoguang should be the number one. We are different."

Ye Qianyu's cheeks twitched, and he forcibly held Hu Qi until he finished speaking.

"I've been the number one since I was a child, and I've used hemp. What's interesting, it's boring, people who can't get it find it interesting, right, Master." Li Daoyang said with a smile.

Slap!

Ye Qianyu knocked him hard, and said in an aura: "The master dare to pretend to be in front of him and speak well."

Li Daoyang touched his head and said with a grin: "It won't be too late when I finish talking. The first one is really meaningless..."

"You still said it!" Ye Qianyu said, "You are not the master of pure heart!"

Li Daoyang escaped this time and said with a smile: "No, I just want to say that the number one is really boring. There are so many number one in these three thousand years. The nine emperors are really remembered."

"Even if it is as strong as Yaoguang, if you can't survive this catastrophe, you will be forgotten sooner or later."

Hearing this, Ye Qianyu sighed and acquiesced in what he said.

Li Daoyang continued: "So it's boring to bet on him first, up and down five hundred years, the strongest sword in a thousand years. I bet he will make the entire Eastern Desolation Kendo rise, even after five hundred years and eight hundred years have passed, You can't avoid this person even when you mention the Famous Sword Conference!"

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

"Whether it's high or not, just wait and see, maybe it's low." Li Daoyang said indifferently.

Ye Qianyu is no longer entangled in this topic, he asked Li Daoyang to observe this person, and he has another purpose.

"So, are you sure it is him?" Ye Qianyu said sternly.

Li Daoyang's smile on his face narrowed, and he said solemnly: "It's him. If I die, let him be the Sect Master. If he is interested, he can be willing to be the Sect Master, as long as he can hold onto the Second Heaven. The word is fine."

"Anyway, I can't make those little **** proud. A group of guys who eat inside and out, it's time to clean up. The only trouble now is that I can't determine his identity. He is definitely not the original Ye Qingtian. "

The two people are talking about the position of suzerain!

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Sect is too special, and he has to hold on to the word “Tian Dao” in order to be able to truly do it for a long time.

The Sect Master of Heavenly Dao in history has only two results. Either he is famous in Kunlun, and he can compete with Heaven.

Either he died suddenly, or he didn't know how to die.

Li Daoyang has the intention to become the Sect Master, integrate all forces, and completely clean up the fragmented Heavenly Dao Sect.

But he didn't dare to say that he would be able to hold the word of heaven. So to find a spare tire, of course it is not a spare tire.

According to Li Daoyang's idea, if the other party is willing, it doesn't hurt to be a spare tire.

The only trouble now is Ye Qingtian's identity.

"I'm not worried about this at all." Great Sage Qian Yu said confidently: "He has a very close relationship with the three Great Sages, Tianxuan, Jingchen, and Long Yun. They all take care of him differently. The other saints obviously know his details."

"The most important thing is that Ye Qinghong, Xiao Jingyan, and Zhang Kui all disappeared in Ten Thousand Tomb Valley not long ago. Several of them suspected that they were killed by him, but they were unable to start without evidence."

Li Daoyang smiled and said: "It's okay...Hey, how come this guy's sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, he won't really want to be promoted to the sword intent, right?"

Ye Qianyu also noticed it, and said in amazement: "The realm of Galaxy Sword Intent is a qualitative change, enough to be reborn. The difficulty is extremely huge, how did he do it, a nine-color sky cloud fruit is enough? Not quite? Maybe!"

"But looking at it now, it's not an impossible question, it's obviously going to be done!"

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and the next moment their faces were full of joy.

If Ye Qingtian is able to cultivate the Galaxy Sword Intent to great achievement in the realm of Nirvana, it will be a treasure for the Heavenly Dao Sect!

The top of Ninefold Mountain.

Lin Yun sits cross-legged, he rotates the dragon and phoenix world to refining the sky cloud fruit firmly, and the sword intent deep in his brows increases at an unparalleled speed.

Every moment, the sword intent will improve a lot, like a chaotic explosion, new worlds are constantly being born.

It didn't take long for him to be surrounded by nine colors of light, and many black and white figures appeared around him.

The imaginary picture in my mind comes out little by little, constantly evolving with the Firefly God Sword.

He is like a volcano about to erupt, his sword intent is constantly surging like magma, and the accumulated power becomes more and more terrifying.

But there has been no eruption, like being stuck by some invisible force, and it has never really erupted.

Ye Qianyu looked solemn and touched his beard and said: "The bottleneck is still too strong. I am afraid it will be difficult to break it in one fell swoop."

"Let me try it."

Li Daoyang took a deep breath, and strands of ancient runes appeared on his white jade-like hands.

Boom!

The next moment, his body burned like the sun, and golden sacred light bloomed in his deep eyes.

The majesty of the half holy skyrocketed wildly, and then he opened his mouth violently, and he spat out a sword.

The sword is like a blazing **** of gold, with golden light shining, and the surface is imprinted with ancient holy patterns, and the point of the sword is sharp and sharp.

The moment this sword appeared, the air seemed to be ignited, and the space seemed to be a little distorted.

"Go!"

Shengzi Daoyang flicked his finger, the golden sword pierced the void, and a flash hit Lin Yun's head.

Feeling this pressure, the sword intent that surged like magma in Lin Yun's body directly exploded with a bang.

The volcano created by the Galaxy Sword Intent finally exploded at this moment.

Lin Yun let out a long howl, his eyes burst out with sword light, and the sword power surged.

Rumbled, the vast sword might surging out, shaking the golden holy sword flying out like a substance.

Huh!

Lin Yun's long hair danced wildly, he stood on the top of the mountain and raised his head fiercely, looking at the sky.

Crack, click!

The thirty-sixth level of the sky was broken open one after another, and the galaxy sword intent deep in the center of the eyebrows suddenly broke out, like a soul out of the body, and came to thirty-six days away.

The galaxy of the universe, thousands of stars bloom, the sword intent turned into a huge figure, looking at all directions.

"Good fellow, this movement is really big." Li Daoyang opened his mouth and swallowed the Golden Sacred Sword back, watching the scene in shock.

This is sword repair. He is very envious. Lin Yun is right. He is not a sword repairer. What he cultivates is Tao Yang Palace inheriting martial arts, intensively cultivating physical skills, and walking on the path of devouring.

Ye Qianyu feels lost, and suddenly said: "Daoyang, I just made a bet, what should I do if I lose as a teacher?"

Li Daoyang took out a pill that was burning with Shenghui~IndoMTL.com~ and smiled: "Just eat this, this is the essence of my three years."

"What's this?"

Ye Qianyu frowned.

"Good thing, I just rubbed it in my armpit. It's absolutely fresh." Li Daoyang said proudly.

"You really are not a son of man!" Ye Qianyu gritted his teeth and said, then violently shot, "Go!"

Then he slapped Li Daoyang into vomiting blood and flew, flying for several kilometers and hitting a mountain peak.

Li Daoyang climbed out helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "This is really the essence of the sun sacred fire. I can't even give it to Fairy Crane. Forget it, I should give it to Fairy Crane."