"Disciple has met the master."

Lin Yun knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"Come closer, let me take a look." Yao Guang stretched out his hand to let Lin Yun get closer, until he walked to the stone table. There was endless sword light surging in his eyes.

After a while, the old man smiled, stroking his beard and said: "Ten-star extreme realm! Not bad."

"Luck luck."

Lin Yun smiled and said, looking calm on the outside, but very excited on the inside.

"Actually, in today's era, there is no need to deliberately pursue the realm of ten stars. You must have suffered a lot to enter the realm of ten stars." Yaoguang has never been to Tianchi Villa, but he seems to see everything through, as if he has seen it with his own eyes.

The burning pain Lin Yun endured under the Hualong Pond.

"I have the Blue Dragon Divine Bone. It would be a pity not to try it. It was a fluke that I succeeded!"

Lin Yun muttered.

Yao Guang smiled and said: "There are still a few swords of Xiaoyao Nine Swords that I haven't practiced yet."

"Four swords! Or five swords..."

"Just practice your sword here during this time!" Yao Guang said.

"good."

Lin Yun felt happy. With his master's personal guidance, the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao should be much faster.

Even the last sword may not be impossible to realize.

"Rose Scroll, let me take another look at it."

Lin Yun immediately took out the rose scroll, and Yao Guang took it, her hands trembling slightly, and her expression was so solemn that people were surprised.

Sure enough, the stronger the strength, the more terrifying the murderous intention hidden in this picture is?

When the scroll was opened, the sky and the earth turned dark. Before Lin Yun had time to react, he felt horrified all over his body, as if he was in a place of indescribable terror.

Is this hell?

Before Lin Yun could think about it, a gleam of light appeared in the endless darkness, and the source of the light came from the Master.

Immediately afterwards the light radiated out, and the heaven and earth returned to nature.

"The Dharma left by Emperor Nan is indeed profound and unfathomable." Yao Guang said solemnly: "It's so difficult to just take a look at it."

"Master, are you okay?"

Lin Yun quickly stepped forward and wanted to help Yao Guang.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing his appearance, Yao Guang burst out laughing, took hold of his pen again, and said, "Look carefully, and I will draw everything I see."

boom!

This time, Yaoguang's pen was full of holy light, and the petals of the paper flew out.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand to pick it up. The fragrance of the flowers filled the air as if they were real. Among the endless flying petals, a figure flew out from Yaoguang's pen.

Yao Guang's painting speed is getting faster and faster, so fast that it is dizzying, and more and more figures fly out of the paper roll.

Each figure was wearing a green shirt, and their faces were blurry, but Lin Yun felt like they were the Nan Emperor he had seen in paintings.

Not long after, hundreds of "Southern Emperors" flew out of the scroll.

Each Nandi holds funeral flowers in different shapes and performs different sword moves.

Some stretched their arms in the air, with their swords hanging in the air like the sun, some had their legs bent, with snow flying around them like flowers, some held swords in both hands, cutting off the sky... Hundreds of figures, hundreds of shapes, all changing and unpredictable.

People are dazzled.

Each silhouette is a sword move, and each move is different, full of ancient charm, and unparalleled mystery.

Although there are many changes, the attributes of the vision can come and go in four types: wind, fire, thunder, and ice.

In the end, these shadows dispersed and turned into dense scriptures, floating in the air. Lin Yun's eyes flashed and he quickly wrote them down, immersed in them, and did not dare to waste a moment.

Wind, fire, thunder and ice are the four most lethal swords among the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao. Each sword can bring its pure artistic conception to its limit.

Eventually, these densely packed verses merged together.

It merged into four words, wind, fire, thunder and ice!

When the four characters were about to merge again and form a new character, Lin Yun's eyes lit up, Ninth Sword!
Chapter completed!