At The Beginning, I Swung My Sword A Million Times, And I Shocked The Whole School

In an instant.

Almost a huge amount of mental power began to emerge in Lin Tian's body.

At this moment in the long dark night, a white abyss was drawn out by a white sword energy, which spanned thousands of miles and divided the clouds into two.

"How can it be?!"

The Sheep looked up at the sky.

He was the closest, and he could clearly feel that the source of the terrifying sword was the young man in front of him.

"impossible!"

There was a rare trace of panic in Shenyang's eyes, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, only to find that the other party seemed to have been immersed in a state of epiphany.

This man has a big secret!

After all, he is also one of the apostles of the God Cult. Facing this situation, he quickly adjusted, but the panic in his eyes did not decrease by half.

He had fought against several fourth-order awakened members of the Night Watch Division.

I have also seen several major speakers of the Night Watch Division fighting with the gods.

But it's not as good as one-thousandth of this sword!

scary.

Although he is a person of the divine religion, he has also seen the power of the gods.

But at this moment, Shenyang was shaken.

If it is this sword...

Maybe it can really kill the gods!

Shenyang's breathing became disordered, and when he looked at Lin Tian again, his eyes once again showed the color of madness.

A bold idea sprouted in his mind.

When people enter this state of epiphany, they are often the most relaxed on the spiritual level.

His awakening is called 'spiritual authority', which can control the other party's emotional thoughts through silk threads as a medium.

Similarly, he can also let the silk thread act as a transport and link, sending his consciousness to the other party's brain, so as to spy on the other party's memory and thoughts.

But this method is extremely dangerous.

Once the consciousness is shattered, the whole person will really become the walking dead that he said.

Although the flesh is alive, the "man" is dead.

Shenyang raised the scepter, and a silver-white silk thread slowly penetrated into Lin Tian's brain.

The next moment, all the madness in his eyes dissipated, and his pupils turned white blankly, as if he had lost consciousness, and his whole body was precariously standing in the wind.

.........

spiritual world,

Lin Tian stood on a lone boat, staring blankly at everything around him, raised his head blankly, as if he was thinking about how he got here.

The whole body is like a fairyland, with misty clouds and mist, the river water is like a mirror, and there are pavilions in the mountain stream.

Cranes stand on top of the lotus, and everything around them is like a landscape ink painting cut by Lin Tian.

He only remembered that he swung the thousandth sword.

Then came here.

"Young man, do you play with swords?"

An old voice rang in my ears.

Lin Tian heard the sound and looked, an old man wearing a bamboo hat was fishing at the bow of the boat.

What surprised him was that from the moment he appeared here until now, he hadn't noticed the old man at all.

It's like merging with this world, he can't find it without talking.

And Lin Tian still remembers that someone once said this sentence in his dream.

Could it be this old man?

The clothed old man put away a fishing rod made of wooden sticks, turned his head to Lin Tian and said, "Young man, have you ever thought about being a sword-wielding man to roam freely in this world?"

It's another familiar phrase.

Lin Tian has already confirmed that the other party is the old man who appeared in the dream a few days ago.

He nodded slightly confused, "A sword-wielding man who roams freely in this world?"

"That......"

"What is Xiaoyao?"

The old man's cloudy eyes brightened a little when he heard these four words, and he said, "I am Xiaoyao."

Lin Tian: "?"

God, why are you happy.

What he asked was how to do it in order to be called the real carefree.

What do you say to me?

I am happy?

Lin Tian bowed slightly and said humbly: "Senior, I don't quite understand what you said."

"I am Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao is me." The old man stroked his gray beard with a smile, "Everyone calls me Xiaoyao old man."

Lin Tian: "..."

No wonder.

Its original name was Xiaoyao.

"Senior, how did you become this carefree old man?"

Lin Tian simply changed the way of asking.

"Me?" The carefree old man stroked his beard thoughtfully, "It's been a long time, thousands of years..."

"Old man, I can't remember clearly. Isn't it the easiest thing to be free in the world?"

"A clear mind, not to be confused by the world, free and unrestrained, to do whatever you want, and one more thing... forget it, anyway, isn't this the simplest carefree?"

The old man Xiaoyao said with a smile.

Lin Tian: "......"

forget?

This old man is really casual.

It feels so unreliable.

But this should be the joy in his heart.

Immediately, a soft willow branch appeared in his hand, and he looked at Lin Tian and asked again: "Young man, do you... want to?"

Lin Tian thought for a moment, then nodded his head.

Just for an instant, when Lin Tian raised his head.

He noticed that the old man's demeanor had changed.

Wushen's eyes became extremely bright at this moment.

He stood up and twisted the willow branches with his skinny hands, "Do you want to?"

"Just think about it!"

"The old man will pass on this mantle to you."

The old man Xiaoyao took out a wine gourd from nowhere, took a sip, and walked with his feet on the ground.

Ripples in the thin clouds.

Standing above the lotus, the cranes that had not moved for a long time also flew away together at this time.

The open-minded laughter of the old man Xiaoyao spread throughout the ink painting fairyland, "For thousands of years, I have never met anyone with the same origin as me."

"Young man, do you know how much the old man and I have paid for the word "Xiaoyao?"

"Wife and son, have all kinds of emotions and six desires?"

Lin Tian said blankly.

"Wrong, wrong." The old man Xiaoyao shook his head, "If you give up even these things, isn't it also bound, so how can you call it Xiaoyao?"

"yes."

Lin Tian was pointed out with one word.

Yes, if even these things have to be deliberately discarded, how can we achieve real happiness?

"This old man used to be a Jianghu swordsman, his wife and children were perfect, and his children and grandchildren were full, but in the end, I was the old man."

The old man Xiaoyao said, "After the death of my great-great-great-great-grandson, I suddenly realized that this world is too boring, and there are too many shackles, so I can't really do whatever I want."

"Since then, I have stayed away from the secular world, and stayed in a fairy mountain for three hundred years. During this period, I drank dew when I was thirsty, and ate grasshoppers when I was hungry. Suddenly, one day, my mind changed suddenly. The heart that used to use the sword has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and has become the current Xiaoyao Jianxin."

"Old man, it took me three hundred years to comprehend the truth, but you are only a teenager, but you already have that heart of freedom."

"I will pass on this inheritance to you, old man, and it will be difficult for me to stop me when the king of heaven comes!"

The old man Xiaoyao smiled, and his words revealed the domineering arrogance in the world.

"correct!"

When he said this, he suddenly thought of something, laughed loudly and said: "The old man remembered, remembered!"

"The most basic of happy life!"

"It is to have the strength enough to rule the world!"