Chapter 2327

Under the bodhi tree, the wind howled.

Lin Yun stood on the cliff, looking at the Flower Burial Sword standing in front of him, and stretched out his hand to try, trying to control the sword through the air.

Buzz!

The funeral flower trembled in the air, but did not obey Lin Yun's call.

"There is no arbitrary and eternal pride!"

"I would have gone without the determination of millions of people!"

"There is no domineering power like the sword alone in the Three Thousand Avenues!"

"Don't give up all your efforts!"

"Don't touch the sword!"

Ziyuan Sword Master's words echoed in Lin Yun's ears like thunder, so deafening that even his soul trembled.

"Lin Yun, you have no respect for the sword!"

Ziyuan Sword Master's harsh words appeared again.

Lin Yun showed an unconvinced look on his face, why should I disrespect the sword, and how could I disrespect eternity?

It's not your turn to control my sword!

Ziyuan Sword Master's words really hurt Lin Yun, and he really refused to accept it.

The sea of ​​swords boiling deep between Lin Yun's brows, as if he was trying to get angry with Ziyuan Sword Master, urging Xiao Cheng's Haoyang Sword Intention to the extreme.

The funeral flower three feet away kept trembling, and the entire mountain peak shook, but the sword remained motionless and could not be pulled out even an inch.

"No touching of swords before sunset!"

Ziyuan Sword Master's words appeared in Lin Yun's ears again. Lin Yun's face turned red and he let out an angry shout.

Boom!

In all directions of the world, sword sounds exploded like divine thunder, echoing and overlapping in the sky, and the entire island erupted with extremely terrifying sword sounds.

The sound of the sword roared away, and the sea surface outside the island was shaken with cracks. Then the sea surface collapsed and collided like the earth, and terrifying huge waves rose.

On the cliff, nine thousand silk cloths with sword intent rose up. Three thousand silk cloths turned into divine phoenixes, three thousand silk cloths turned into blue dragons, and three thousand silk cloths turned into a giant sword.

Such a vision seemed to be like breaking the heaven and earth into pieces, with extremely terrifying sharpness and viciousness raging.

"What's going on?"

Lin Jiangxian, who was in seclusion on the island, saw this scene, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

She was not shocked by the sword intent, but by the hostility and unwillingness hidden in the sword intent. Wasn't Lin Yun practicing with the Sword Master Ziyuan?

"Concentrate on your practice and don't disturb him. He is at the critical moment of enlightenment."

Just when Lin Jiangxian was feeling uneasy, the words of Lord Qingkong came to her ears, which calmed her down.

On the cliff.

Lin Yun's sword power has reached its peak and he has no reservations, but the funeral flower still hasn't moved at all.

"No touching of swords before sunset!"

The words of Sword Master Ziyuan are like the laws of heaven, which cannot be disobeyed or resisted and must be obeyed.

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light on the funeral flowers, which was the restriction left by the Sword Master Ziyuan.

Lin Yun's sword shattered with a bang, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face looked extremely pale.

He was very embarrassed, but there was no sign of surrender in his eyes.

"It seems that trying to touch it by force won't work."

Lin Yun was thoughtful, turned around and looked at the Bodhi tree behind him.

The golden Bodhi light blooms, and one hundred thousand beams of light unfold from inside like a peacock spreading its tail. Each beam of light symbolizes a kind of path.

There is the way of speed, the way of breeze, and the way of sharpness. These are all paths that Lin Yun usually doesn't even look at.

But when all these 100,000 paths bloomed, they gave people a sense of dazzling golden light, brilliant divine power, and unfathomable majestic power.

Standing in front of him, he was incomparably small. No matter how bright his sword light was, he couldn't compete in front of these hundred thousand golden lights.

For a moment, I immediately felt insignificant.

There are thousands of holy fruits embellished on the tree, symbolizing the three thousand avenues. Each holy fruit looks extremely tempting, but they all contain terrifying power like stars.

Just a few glances can make people feel deeply fearful.

There are thirty-six holy fruits among them, emitting nine-colored light. There is no doubt that they are the thirty-six supreme paths.

Above the treetops, there are nine looming light groups. In each light group, there are strange flowers blooming, which will last forever.

The sword and eternity.

Seeing this, Lin Yun gradually calmed down and muttered: "After all, you have to make your own choice."

Whoosh!

The sacred Bodhi tree sways in the wind, its leaves and holy fruits rustle, and the eternal light is looming, making everything look extremely attractive.

Compared with the inaccessible funeral flowers behind me, whether it is these low-hanging holy fruits or the golden flowers on the treetops, it seems that you can reach out and touch it.

This represents the characteristics of two choices, one is extremely certain, and the other is full of uncertainty, hardship and difficulty.

The former only needs to maintain a sense of awe, while the latter is full of difficulties, thorns and ups and downs. Even if you put in a thousand times of effort, you may not be rewarded.

Because the moral distinction is superior!

"This choice is really boring."

But Lin Yun suddenly lost interest and felt that it was quite boring, disrespectful to eternity, and disrespectful to the sword.

Ziyuan Sword Master's two words made him feel bored with both options.

So under the Bodhi tree, Lin Yun neither enlightened nor refined his martial arts.

Instead, he took out the Kirin Sword Code and looked through it.

This is a golden jade slip left by the Qilin Sword Immortal. In addition to the Qilin Sword Codex, it also records the experience of the Qilin Sword Immortal traveling around.

Lin Yun did not read more about the contents of the sword canon this time, but spent his time on these trivial experiences.,

It contains his adventures, trivial matters, and many experiences of his growth.

The Qilin Sword Immortal can definitely be said to be unparalleled in the world, and he can reach the divine realm long ago.

He also realized the eternal holy way very early, but he did not want to give up pursuing the way of swordsmanship, but wanted to go further.

Therefore, I have never impacted the divine realm.

If you can't compete with eternity, you will never attack the divine realm. Even if you fall one day, you will die in the swordsmanship you love most.

He has traveled far, and there are not many people like him, but there are a few.

These people are not sword emperors or sword gods. They are called sword immortals in the world.

Their swordsmanship surpasses that of gods, and even ordinary gods can't do anything to them, and they may even lose to them.

Lin Yun looked through it carefully and was immediately immersed in it, forgetting what he had to do.

far away.

In a furnace lit by divine fire, the holy clothes of the sky are tumbling inside, and endless fairy light blooms from it.

Sword Master Ziyuan is refining this object. He wants to refine the Holy Cloth of the Sky to the level of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, but also ensures that its power can be fully exerted by the Half-Step Saint.

"It's a bit troublesome...It turns out it has already been broken once."

Ziyuan Sword Master frowned slightly.

It was only during the sacrifice that I discovered that the Holy Cloth of Heaven itself was damaged, but it had nothing to do with Lin Yun's last use.

He found many traces of divine strikes in it!

In other words, Holy Lord Canglong participated in the divine battle with this armor, and the armor itself suffered irreversible damage.

Ziyuan Sword Master closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, but the scene of the Canglong Holy Lord fighting against many powerful gods appeared in his mind.

Damn it!

"I'm not as good as you."

After a long time, Ziyuan Sword Master opened his eyes and said leisurely.

He and Holy Master Canglong, one of them is a disciple of the Azure Dragon Divine Ancestor, and the other was appointed by the Azure Dragon Divine Ancestor to take over Longmen.

Although they are not senior brothers, their relationship is better than that of senior brothers.

One hundred thousand years ago, during the Kunlun God War, one of them cut off his way to heaven, and the other ran away from Kunlun.

Holy Lord Canglong must have complained about him, but in fact neither of them had a choice, each was burdened with an inescapable fate.
To be continued...