In the next few days, Lin Yi has been practicing his sword carefully.

The stunning sword of the white-clothed swordsman only cracked one-tenth of the delusional silver eyes, but this was enough for Lin Yi to continue to learn, deduce, and analyze.

As time passed, Lin Yi touched a little bit of the surface of this sword with his unique sensitivity and understanding of kendo.

Later, Lin Yi discovered that this sword actually had no tricks, and it was completely based on the powerful lethality caused by speed.

In a hurry, no one can avoid it.

Coincidentally, the first level of Wuqu Xingshu is about the mystery of time acceleration.

In this way, Lin Yi was greatly inspired, and constantly combined and practiced martial arts and star techniques with this sword, and gradually comprehended some of the essence of this sword technique.

Moreover, after the last time Lin Yi's primordial spirit was exhausted by the delusional silver eyes, Lin Yi's primordial spirit quietly broke through and successfully entered the primordial infancy stage!

This result is not unexpected, it is the result of Lin Yi's accumulated cultivation.

This is definitely good news for Lin Yi.

During this period, Lin Yi would occasionally ask Feng Qingwu about some things about Immortal Island.

Under the constant conversation, Lin Yi has mastered the changes in the Xiandao accent.

In the narrative of the Wind Dance, the distribution of power on Immortal Island is also very different from that of the Flood Wilderness.

There are many sects in the Honghuang Continent, and hundreds of clans coexist in the world, but Xiandao is the emperor alone, with a high and powerful position, and it is divided into three shogunates, similar to the existence of the Honghuang sect.

The shogunate was the highest and most powerful monk, and the emperor made him the shogun, and Tokugawa was one of them.

In Xiandao, there is no too much rule and order, it is completely the supremacy of strength, the strong are respected, there are many fights and battles everywhere, and the defeated monks can be disposed of by the winners, and others have long been accustomed to turning a blind eye.

As long as you have enough strength, you can be knighted, or even replace the emperor, it is not impossible!

Because legend has it that there is a supreme Cunzài in Xiandao, whose status is far above the Emperor, as long as he can beat the Emperor, who can be crowned as a new generation of Emperor by this Cunzài.

The mortal people say by word of mouth that it is the god of Xiandao!

All the creatures in Immortal Island came out of that divine creation!

Lin Yi naturally scoffed at this kind of remark.

However, Lin Yi knew that if this person really existed, it was likely that he would be an immortal whose realm exceeded the power of the body!

At the same time, Lin Yi still had a question in his heart.

Although Xiandao and Honghuang are millions of miles apart, they share the same language, does this mean that in the ancient past, Xiandao and Honghuang had some kind of connection?

Of course, this is just a speculation, and with Lin Yi's cultivation, he can't touch that level at all.

For a few days, the wind danced in a way that went its own way, lurking out at night.

Lin Yi knew what she was going to do, so he stopped following and concentrated on practicing swords.

Wind Dance occasionally returns, with a heavy bloody aura.

Lin Yi pretended not to know.

There was another day when Emperor Xiandao came out of the customs, and in the early morning of this day, Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and turned into an air sword in the air and shot far away.

Lin Yi plans to follow the trend and dance for a showdown today.

This place is not a good place, and Lin Yi doesn't want to stay for long.

When Emperor Sendao leaves the customs, he will definitely intensify his continuous investigation of this place.

Although Lin Yi is confident that there are no flaws in his body, he still has some scruples.

What's more, although the cultivation of the Wind Light Dance has cultivated a certain method of breathing, which can be concealed from the Yuanying Great Cultivator or the combined power, no one knows the means of that Immortal Island Emperor, and it is best to avoid it.

is also a member of the Honghuang tribe, of course, Lin Yi doesn't want to be affected by Feng Qingwu and his identity will be exposed.

But when the morning sun rose and the sky broke, Lin Yi frowned slightly.

The wind danced lightly and did not return all night.

This doesn't make sense.

A trace of uneasiness passed through Lin Yi's heart, and he faintly felt that something seemed to have happened to Feng Qingwu.

With the cultivation and means of the wind and light dance, there are not many monks of the same level who can leave her, either the Yuanying Great Monk, or the demon of the Jindan period.

Lin Yi slowly dispersed the huge Yuanying Divine Sense, looking for clues of the light wind dance.

At this moment, a blood-stained figure broke into Lin Yi's divine sense, and his bloodstained face was extremely conspicuous, it was the wind dancing lightly.

Feng Qingwu kept coughing up blood in his mouth at this time, one arm hung weakly on one side of his body, and a shocking wound on his shoulder blade, bleeding scarlet blood, almost chopping off his entire arm.

The wind danced lightly, staggered, and stumbled over.

Lin Yi hurriedly got up, tied the black sheath long sword behind him casually, and stepped forward to support Feng Qingwu.

Lin Yi used the vitality in his body, and slowly crossed over, Feng Qingwu's face was pale, but at this time, he felt this huge vitality, and he didn't feel a shock to his spirit, and many wounds on his body also faintly healed.

Lin Yi held the arms of the wind dancing lightly, and could still feel the trembling of her body.

"Quick, you go quickly!" the wind danced lightly, breathing a little hard.

Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Don't ask so much, you run away quickly, I can't leave!" Feng Qingwu pushed Lin Yi hard.

Feng Qingwu's moving eyes stared at Lin Yi tightly, and he gasped: "Didn't you ask me if I was a Honghuang monk before, today I sue you, I am! I used to be a monk of the Honghuang Wind Clan, named Feng Qingwu!"

"My name is Mu Qing. Lin Yi responded.

"What's your name, I'm not interested in knowing!" Seeing that Lin Yi was not in a hurry, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but feel anxious and scolded lightly.

Lin Yi smiled slightly and said, "Feng Daoyou, you are finally kind to me, how can I sit idly by and ignore you when you are in trouble." ”

At this time, within the scope of Lin Yiyuan's infant divine sense, another Jindan Consummation Monk appeared, and he was galloping towards this place with murderous energy.

Lin Yi thought in his heart: "The monk of the same rank actually injured the wind lightly, there must be some means. ”

Feng Qingwu sneered: "You Qi Condensing Monk is crazy, I tell you the truth, my Feng Qingwu is the Jindan Consummation, now that I am injured, what can you help!"

Feng Qingwu took out the hilt of the sword from his waist, stuffed it into Lin Yi's palm, and said in a deep voice: "This is the Eight Desolations Famous Sword Chengying Sword that belongs to the Flood Desolation!

After a pause, Feng Qingwu said slowly: "You have to remember that our people in the flood wilderness cannot give in even if they die! Even if the things of the flood wilderness cannot be sent back, they must not be handed over to the immortal island! This is the dignity of the flood wilderness!"

Lin Yi was silent, and his heart was deeply touched.

Unexpectedly, there was such a strong and chivalrous woman in the Wind Clan, which greatly changed Lin Yi's impression of the Wind Clan.

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't move, Feng Qingwu said with some pleading: "Mu Qing, you go quickly, I have never begged anyone, I can't escape death today, I beg you!"

"Hahahaha! None of you can leave today!" An arrogant and domineering voice suddenly sounded, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

PS: I just came back from work and saw the book friend Zha Yong's reward red, thank you! I promised everyone before, and I will add a change to the helmsman when I reward the helmsman. This is the second chapter.,Old knife is going to code words.,Don't eat yet.,Before 12 o'clock tonight.,Two more chapters must be written.。