There are many powerful, proud, and confident people in this world, but none of them dare to say that they are Nangong Han's opponents. This is true even for the giants who come from famous families.

So when the fist with a fierce killing aura came to Lin Ji's side, Lin Ji knew that he couldn't catch it.

So he simply lay down on the ground and did not get up again. If you want to lose anyway, why do you want to beat it?

"Stand up and fight again. Nangong said coldly. There was an irresistible tone in his tone.

Lin Ji shuddered, looked at the majestic senior brother, felt the surging spirit on his body, and hurriedly rolled and stood up.

"Senior brother, when did you become as noisy as the second senior brother. Lin Ji glanced at the top of the mountain helplessly, and after finding that the top of the mountain had not changed, his heart was like ashes.

"I have something to find a master. Senior brother, will you do it again next time?"

Nangong Han shook his head, picked the corners of his mouth, and said, "Next time it's too late, this time the time is just right." ”

"Why now?" Lin Ji didn't understand, and asked with a puzzled frown.

"Because only you can understand it now. ”

After saying this, Nangong Han waved towards the sky.

A scream rushed through the air.

But they stopped on the mountainside. It turned into a round of golden sun.

The sun was so bright.

The thick iron sword had turned into a golden sword.

The powerful and pure aura has completely suppressed the surging aura of the mountains.

Occasionally, there was flying gravel in the air, all of which were crushed by the sword breath into dust that could no longer be seen by the naked eye, and dissipated into the air.

Nangong Han hid his strength, he was the strongest sword that could be used in the Zhiwei realm. Even with the perception of the immeasurable realm.

This sword contains the supreme wisdom of the cultivation world, and it is the ultimate sword intent of life and death that he has realized after so many years of cultivation.

When the iron sword ignored the distance and fell beside Lin Ji, Lin Ji let out a sigh from the depths of his heart.

Sigh because of the perfection of this sword.

Even Nangong Han couldn't help but glance at this sword, and was moved by this sword, feeling that it was perfect and pure to the extreme, without causing a trace of dust.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's just a glance. The iron sword full of golden light finally came to Lin Ji's face, and after Lin Ji felt the infinite killing intent on this iron sword, he closed his eyes quietly, and then the iron sword stopped in place.

Nangong Han, who was standing in the distance and looking at the scene in front of him, couldn't see what the expression was on his face.

Condensed with thousands of rays of sunlight, the pure and powerful sword intent of life and death exploded in an instant, but it dissipated into the air as if it had no power.

The iron sword returned to his hands at some point.

Lin Jizheng had a smile of sudden realization on his face, but an extremely dull blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

"What did you see?" Nangong Han felt something, raised the corners of his eyebrows, looked at Lin Ji's eyes, quietly felt the changes in the essence in his body, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"I saw a small tree that grew into a towering tree in front of me.

"How tall is the tree?"

"This ......" Lin Ji obviously thought about it with some embarrassment, but after a long time, he shook his head.

"I don't seem to see the treetops. Lin Ji replied honestly.

Nangong Han's face, which was like a brick on weekdays, actually showed a hint of a smile at this moment, "The confidence that grows in the face of pressure is irreplaceable at any time." The master really didn't mistake you back then, you are really a piece of jade. ”

"Of course, the master's vision is good, I have known it for a long time. Lin Ji also showed a long-lost smile, although it was just a simple point, but the guidance of a master of the immeasurable realm was so precious when he looked at the world.

After wiping away the blood, Lin Ji stretched out his palms of his fists, and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the essence flowing on his palms, which was obviously much thicker than before.

"Go up the mountain, the master is waiting for you, and he has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Is he angry?" Lin Ji was like a child who had done something wrong, and finally had a kind of performance in front of this old man.

"This ...... You better ask him, I don't understand the master's thoughts. "This person who is almost at the forefront of the world's powerhouses can't understand even the great cultivators, the only one who can't understand is his own master.

"Master, I'm back. The old man turned his back to Lin Ji and never turned around, but Lin Ji still clearly saw the old and unsightly back, and he still trembled slightly.

"You've made progress faster, faster than I expected. The old man said.

"Maybe it's the fastest way to improve your strength when fighting, I've experienced too many lives and deaths recently. Lin Ji sighed, but he didn't have too much happiness because of the improvement of his realm.

The old man stopped talking, and still did not turn around, and the top of the mountain seemed to suddenly return to its former calm.

Lin Ji hesitated, walked into the grass pavilion, sat beside the old man for the first time, stood side by side with the old man, and looked at the scenery at the foot of the mountain.

"Master, I killed a lot of people. Their blood is more than the brooks on the mountains. Their bodies are piled up higher than the mountains of immortals. But I don't know if I'm right, or if I can get there. Lin Ji's tone was very lonely.

"I'm not going to say you're right to kill. That's what the world needs to do. But this time you seem to be really in big trouble. The old man sighed, and finally turned his head and looked at Lin Ji.

This was the first time Lin Ji had looked into his master's eyes at such a close distance.

Although the eyes of this old man, who is regarded as the first person in the world's cultivation world, are surrounded by ravines, they are extremely deep.

Lin Ji saw it in his eyes, but it was as if he saw a deep sea, and a vast universe of stars, which made him fall into it.

"Where is she?" asked Lin Ji looking at the old man's eyes a little nervously.

The old man shook his head and said, "She's different from you, it's better to stay away from her." ”

"Do you don't know or don't want to tell me?" Lin Ji turned his head, withdrew his gaze from the sea of stars, and looked at the foot of the mountain.

"I don't know, but it's okay to think about it, after all, in this world, there are not many people in Daoling who can afford to mess with it. ”

Lin Ji's worries eased slightly, but he was still not very relieved.

The old man shook his head and continued: "The second brother went to Daoling, Daoist Fang Chong must already know about it, for his beloved disciple, he must be more attentive, you don't need to worry anymore." The old man glared at this uncompetitive apprentice and rolled his eyes helplessly.

Lin Ji and the old man sat on the top of the mountain for a long, long time, from dawn to dark.

Lin Ji told the old man all his plans, including the crazy idea of wanting to borrow a boat from the Great Mangshui Master.

The old man just listened quietly, echoing a few words from time to time, like an old man in his own family, listening to the children who went out, telling himself about the strange and interesting things that happened along the way.

"Master, I actually have a question that I want to ask you all along, but sometimes I feel that this question seems to ask you some idiot. "There is an indescribable silence in the grass pavilion at night.

Nangong Han didn't know when he came back, and in the days when Lin Ji and Gu Yu were away, cooking became one of his essential tasks.

Tonight he lit a bonfire and threw two or three sweet potatoes into the fire.

It didn't take long for it to be ripe.

Nangong Han respectfully took out the roasted red hand from the fire hand with his bare hands and handed it to the old man.

The old man skillfully broke one, and the fragrance instantly diffused, and as soon as the primitive fragrance appeared, it provoked Lin Ji's taste buds. made Lin Ji's appetite flutter, and then stared at the bonfire like a wolf seeing a sheep, staring intently.

Nangong Han waved his hand, and a sweet potato flew out of the bonfire and fell into Lin Ji's hand in an extremely graceful arc, and Lin Ji happily withdrew his gaze.

"Just ask. The old man took a big bite of the sweet potato, and then closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"I'm in trouble, is it a trouble for the Hidden Dragon Court?"