True Martial World

The sword spirit that was sleeping that year, woke up from sleep.

However, he is still weak, and sleeping can only delay its weakness, but not its vitality.

The words of Jian Ling did not change the decision of the white boy. He still said: "According to the standard of the master, he is not qualified to stay."

"Master's standard..." Sword spirit sighed and shook his head. "The standard is too high... Before the age of twenty, the sword was great, and before the age of 100, I realized the sword heart..."

"This standard is indeed set by the master, but it is based on the standards set by the 12th Emperor of the year. The premise is that there is a strong master and a perfect inheritance. Now, this piece of the lower bound, how can there be these... This wild land, there is such a successor, it is already fortunate..."

"Oh, our time is not much left, even if we rely on sleep, but only for millions of years, thousands of years of life, you really think, can find a twenty in this time Before the age of the sword, the successor of the sword?"

Although the white boy looks young, in fact, his time of existence is not shorter than the sword spirit, but the sword of the owner of the pure Yang Jian Palace was broken, and the sword spirit was severely damaged. From then on, he was sleeping in the pure Yang Jian Palace, making him look It is even weaker. As for the white boy, he is the temple spirit of the pure Yang Jiangong. Although his life span is longer than the sword spirit, it will not grow too much.

In the case of the old man in gray, the white-haired boy frowned, and he was proud and indifferent. For him, the rule set by the owner of Chunyang Jiangong was everything.

In fact, the owner of Chunyang Jiangong did not think about leaving the Pure Yang Jian Palace in the lower bound, and it is easy to find a descendant in the lower bound.

Seeing that the white boy did not speak, Jian Ling looked at Yi Yun. Ten years ago, he was very familiar with the strength of Yi Yun. At that time, Yi Yun had never used a sword. Now, he has achievements now, although he is completely Can not reach the standard of the master of Chunyang sword palace, but with his origins, his martial arts time, his achievements have been shocked by the heavens.

"Although you can't reach the standard of the master, but I don't know how many years have just waited for you. Tens of millions of years ago, Chunyang Jiangong also came to a visitor. He cultivated the pure law and repaired the sword. It’s a great talent, but unfortunately, he’s too old, far from the age limit that the owner asks to pass on. He already has his own kendo and martial arts, and his life potential has been used a lot. He wants him to inherit and inherit. Difficult. So we gave up on him..."

"As for you, it can be regarded as a blank piece of paper. Although your foundation is weak, there is a lot of room for growth. We are waiting for you now, and we have no time to wait any longer..."

The words of Jian Ling let Yi Yun’s heart glimpse.

what? Tens of millions of years ago, was there another person who had been to Chunyang Sword Palace?

Yi Yun knows, it is not easy to enter the pure Yang Jian Palace now, even if Yi Yun himself, there is amethyst, but also by a certain chance coincidence, can break through the nine-nine return to a large array, enter here.

That person has the ability to enter the pure Yang Jian Palace, but also to cultivate the pure law and sword ... is not ... Qingyang Jun?

Think about it, only him.

Even Qingyang Jun was rejected by Chunyang Jiangong...

Thinking of this, Yi Yun secretly screams, but if you think about it, you can understand that if Qingyangjun is a beautifully carved woodcarving, the woodcarving has already been formed, and it is difficult to change it.

Although he was born in poverty, his practice has not reached the standard, but it is an uncut log. He still has a lot of room for growth.

Jian Ling has already confirmed Yi Yun, but the white eye of the young boy still has not stretched out. He seems to be a perfectionist. Pick a passer who doesn't fit his mind and let him have a knot in his heart.

As the temple spirit of Chunyang Jiangong, he naturally has the right to decide on the choice of passing people.

He did not want to choose Yi Yun, but he had to admit that the words of Jian Ling made sense.

He looked at Yi Yun deeply and didn't want to talk to Yi Yun again. He turned and left.

His figure became weaker and thinner, and it disappeared into the void of whiteness.

Yi Yun smiled bitterly, this temple spirit, even a word is too lazy to tell himself.

"You don't have to care, I am not as good as before, but I am thinking about the prosperity of this world. I am unwilling to succumb. I am not sleeping for recovery, just to extend the life of the rest." Using time, I want to find a descendant. Although I don’t report hope, I still dream that maybe one day, this temple can restore its former glory, even if only one tenth is good..."

Sword spirit said, sighed.

He affirmed Yi Yun, and the white boy was extremely reluctant to acquiesce to this.

In this way, Yi Yun’s identity is set.

"Predecessors, I have a question to ask, how far is it from the standard of becoming a swordsman?" Yi Yun wants to know his own gap. I also want to know what is meant by the so-called "Swordsmanship before the age of twenty, and the sword heart before the age of 100".

Jianling Road: "Jiandao is one of the three thousand avenues of martial arts. The understanding of martial arts by the warriors is divided into realms. But in this world, because of the limitations of inheritance, there is no systematic kendo system, and there is no martial art. ""

"The realm of the sword is to first understand the meaning of the sword, and then to gather the sword heart, and then to cast the sword soul, and finally to create the heaven of the sword."

"These four realms, each with a small realm, are divided into first entry, small success, great success, and perfection. There are not many realms, but it is extremely difficult to break through a heavy one. Those who are in the twelve emperors are called Jun. The person, that is, the first appearance of the sword spirit. As for the last sword of the heavens, that is the realm of the master, even the master, did not train the sword to the extreme."

"Of course, the road of martial arts is thousands of thousands. The kendo is only one of them. It is not necessary to choose kendo. Other avenues can make people climb to the position of the strongest. As for the realm of your sword, you can barely be a small sword. Cheng..."

The successor of the Pure Yang Jiangong asked for the sword to become a big man before the age of twenty.

Yi Yun passed the 20-year-old when he was retreating. The first one was naturally impossible to reach, but before he was 100 years old, he had to cultivate Jianxin, but Yi Yun had to fight for it.

The white boy ignored him because he was weak. Although Yi Yun had nothing to say, he still felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

He has been suffering for more than ten years, and he is not qualified for the Pure Yang Jian Palace. It is only because the old man and the gray-haired old man have not left much, and he is able to become a successor.

However, Yi Yun will not be arrogant.

His path is still long. He came out from the cloud shortage that he couldn't even eat. He didn't say that he was more like the genius of the twelve emperors. Even if he was compared with the genius of a small family in Tianyuan, it was also the difference between the clouds and the mud.

But he is from the bottom of the bottom, step by step to the present, and now his talent is not as good as people, does not mean that he is not as good as people, life is not as good as people.

He couldn't decide the starting point, but the end point could reach where he came out.

Sword Ling saw Yi Yun quickly swept away the haze in his heart, and also nodded secretly.

A swordsman, if you want to cultivate a sword heart, you must first be indomitable and brave.

With one heart and one mind, one who seeks the truth, this kind of person has the qualification to truly pursue the martial arts.

"Come with me, I will take you into the inner layer of the Pure Yang Jian Palace." Jian Ling said.

As his voice fell, Yi Yun was blurred in front of him. After a flower in front of him, he actually stood back in front of the door, and his footsteps seemed to have been moving in place.

At this time, all the lines on the gate were brightened together. It began to tremble, the opening of the rumble, the seal of the pure Yang Jian Palace, and finally opened to Yi Yun... (unfinished.)

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