Practice starts with skill points

"Master!"

Xi Xuan's palm patted on Xi Xuan's shoulders heavy, without concealing his inner joy.

"Good good, worthy of my disciple of Xi Xuan, the Sixth Son, the entire East Wilderness will sing your name since then."

When I felt the six days of Zhonglin's death, the smile on Xi Xuan's face was even worse.

After speaking, he turned his head and sprayed him at Taixu: "Are you old things and say me badly, right?"

"Hehe! Do you still use your bad things? If it wasn't for you to play tricks, would Zhong Lin become your disciple?"

Wen Yan not only was not angry, but was proud.

"This is called fast -handed, the hands are slow, and I know the eyes of the eyes. Equipment, what is best to practice, Zhong Lin is talented, and any martial arts will be able to learn at all. It is best to learn all the eight major martial arts.

Others did not know Zhong Lin's "enlightenment". He knew that the entire Jiange Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was shot by Zhong Lin, and his enlightenment was simply against the sky.

Although Zhong Lin on the side did not speak, he also praised his teacher in his heart.

Ignoring the black king who had a dark complexion, Xi Xuan pulled Zhong Lin's arm and walked towards the Tianjian Palace.

"Go, good apprentice, ignore this old thief, I like to remember others' things every day. When I was young, I remembered the Binghuang, and now I start to remember that you are coming.

Alas!

At this moment, Zhong Lin felt like he had eaten a big melon. He looked at the too virtual king who was already on the edge of the anger. He quickly lowered his head and followed, for fear that he would suffer a disaster in the next moment.

"Xi ... Xuan ..."

The sound of anger sounded, but the two just stepped into the Tianjian Palace and did not bother.

Xi Xuan turned his head and glanced, laughed, alive like an old fox who stole chickens.

At this moment, Zhong Lin finally knew why the second brother was so dismissed. The elder brother was so stuffy, and the root was here.

Xi Xuan also quickly converged with a smile, and he still had a long -standing look in front of his apprentice.

"Well, the annoying old thing finally left. After a while, you go in and meet the Supreme Master. As for the choice of martial arts, you can see your own choice, but no matter which one is practiced, it is enough. You have felt the mystery of "Heart Empty", and you have already felt it, and the others are not weaker than it. "

"The disciples have already thought about it, so they chose the swordsmanship." Zhong Lin said.

Xi Xuan groaned and nodded, "Well, you are not pure sword repair, but weird can understand the sword meaning in such a high realm, combine swordsmanship, and integrate your own kendo will into the heaven and earth. Raise your hands and throw your feet in the world. Wanjian is united, reaching the unity of the sword, and the world's unity, all things can be a sword, and this martial arts is really suitable for you. "

The two came to the depths of the palace during the talk, looking up, a huge strange character, such as the heavenly pillars, stood in the center of the palace.

Although Zhong Lin didn't know it, he just knew that this was a "sword".

An invisible coercion covered her heart, making Zhong Lin's heart Ling.

"Let's go!"

Stepped on the steps step by step, Zhong Lin's heart was taken to take pictures, calm and calm, and very respectful.

As soon as he entered the hall, the first thing that came into view was the supreme master of the palmism, the sword emperor Feng Sihan.

The face is like a crown jade, the eyes are like the star, and the horizontal faces are as handsome as carved. The rays of black hair in the front of the forehead flutter with the wind, adding a little chic and wanton.

The bridge of the nose was just like the wind, the thin lips were gently, and there was a touch of unruly romance in a smile.

There is no majesty as a powerful person in the realm of Qingyuan.

Zhong Lin didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly arched the ritual: "Disciple Zhong Lin, see the master of the palmism."

The complexion is more respectful, dare not pass by.

The Supreme Master of the Mandarin glanced at Zhong Lin's body, and the voice was very gentle: "You can test the heart through the golden monument, you can see that you are not dead. Now you can practice the sixth sanctuary for my Sword of Heaven. Don't fall into the majesty of the Holy Land ""

"Yes, the disciples dare not forget."

The master of the palmism nodded, finging, and a flowing light didn't enter Zhong Lin's eyebrows.

"Go!"

"Disciples retreat."

Just a few words withdrew from the palace, Master Xi Xuan kept his mouth closed and followed.

It was so relieved that he left the palace Zhonglin with a sigh of relief, and looked at the door that had been closed behind his figure in awe.

"Master, the master of the palmism seems to make people feel like a spring breeze, but why did the disciples feel shocked?" Zhong Lin asked with a whisper.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Xi Xuan glanced at Zhong Lin: "That's because you cultivated too low. If you are a teacher, you will not be shocked, but the ants are facing the dragon."

Zhong Lin's eyebrows were picked.

Understand.

You don't practice, see me like a frog in the well in the well.

If you practice, see me like a floating tour.

The more he cultivates, the more you can feel the horror of the imperial strong.

"Master, what is the difference between the strong emperor?"

"You won't understand even if I tell you. You just need to know that the next transformation of the domain is the key to the promotion to the emperor realm. Let's talk about it when you break through the king realm!"

"Oh!"

"Let's go! Your second brother has chosen the Holy Son Peak for you. I'll take you to see it."

Zhong Lin's eyes lit up immediately. He was overjoyed and asked subconsciously, "Why so fast?"

He was just an inner disciple before and was not qualified to obtain the True Transmission Peak. Now he has passed the Holy Realm assessment and become a Holy Son in one step. In addition to choosing one of the eight martial arts, he is naturally qualified to obtain a mountain as a foundation.

And it is more majestic and vast than the True Transmission Peak of ordinary True Transmission disciples. After all, he is now the sixth Holy Son and represents the facade.

"Hahaha, the headmaster said that the Heavenly Sword Holy Land should have nine Holy Sons, which are the Nine Sons of Heavenly Sword. The nine Holy Son Peaks have been built long ago, waiting for its master to come." Xi Xuan said with a smile.

The two flew side by side for about hundreds of miles, passing over many mountains, and saw a peak rising from the ground, with a mighty sword. There were five palaces on the peak, magnificent and splendid, with pavilions and towers, all brand new.

Seeing such a scene, Zhong Lin was delighted and said with emotion: "Wonderful! In the secular world, to build such a palace in this mountain, I am afraid that millions of people would have to work hard for decades. The martial arts are really extraordinary."