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Perhaps due to the pain, the old man's voice trembled a little, "Ten years ago, when there was a war with the Black Underworld Empire, I was injured by one of the opposing sect masters in a battle. ”

"The Black Empire." Lin Xiu read a sentence silently, didn't ask any more questions, and looked at the black spots that still existed in large clusters, his heart was ruthless, and he increased the input of golden qi.

On the "......" bed, the Sword Sect had a low roar of pain, and with this suppressed roar, slowly, a strong breath, like a giant dragon awakening, slowly recovered. Obviously, while his injuries are gradually recovering, his strength is also slowly recovering.

"Haha, not bad, not bad!" At this moment, the voice of the old man, who had always been calm, became more excited, but Lin Xiu was still silent, focusing on healing.

As time passed quietly, those black spots covered by golden qi had dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at this time, the whole body of the Sword Sect was soaked with sweat, but the gray and black on the old face became lighter, and there was a little more vitality.

Lin Xiu took a deep breath and withdrew his palm, this time to urge the golden qi, whether it was the consumption of his energy or the energy in his body, it was extremely huge.

"Girl, are you alright?"

Listening to the Sword Sect's slightly trembling words, Lin Xiu nodded and said softly, "Sect Master, there are too many poisons on your body, and the poison is so deep that it can't be expelled at once, so you can only take your time." ”

"The old man's injuries can really be healed?" Hearing this, the Sword Sect couldn't help but ask in surprise, Rao is ten years have passed, he has long looked down on life and death, but after all, in the face of life and death, if there is a choice, anyone will choose the latter.

"There should be no problem." Lin Xiu said lightly, "But it will take more than half a month to get rid of them all." ”

"Then it's troublesome." As he spoke, the Sword Sect actually got up and bowed to Lin Xiu.

"The sect master is polite." Lin Xiu hurriedly picked up the Sword Sect, but the other party still insisted on finishing this ceremony, and said solemnly, "Thank you little girl for your help at this time, otherwise I am afraid that the old man will be buried in a few months, if you need anything in the future, the old man will definitely spare no effort." ”

Lin Xiu thought for a moment and smiled slightly, "That's the case, can the little girl ask the sect master about the whereabouts of something." ”

"Please!"

Looking at the old man's cloudy eyes, Lin Xiu hesitated for a moment before asking, "I wonder if the sect master has ever heard of the 'Tears of the Gods'?" ”

"Tears of the Gods?" The old man's face changed slightly, and he immediately fell into deep thought, and only spoke again for a long time, "The old man has been in the empire for more than a hundred years, and even the entire southern part of the continent has been there, and he has also met many strong people, but he has never heard of such a thing as 'Tears of the Gods'. ”

Lin Xiu was disappointed for a while, but the old man's words rekindled a glimmer of hope, "But there is a place you may be able to visit." ”

"Where?"

"The Dream Immortal Pond of Shenlin Academy, according to legend, thousands of years ago, God shed a tear, and since then the Dream Immortal Pond has been formed."

Dream Fairy Pool, my heart jumped suddenly, this is the second time I have heard someone talk about this place.

Lin Xiu suddenly remembered that since there were so many miracles in the Golden Sacred Tower, the Dream Immortal Pond with the same name as it believed that miracles would happen, and it seemed that the "Immortal Pond Dispute" three months later would not be missed.

It seems that it is imminent to improve the strength.

Just as Lin Xiu was deep in thought, the Sword Sect shouted outside the door, "Xiao Ying, come in." ”

"Master, are your injuries healed?" As soon as Ying Lao walked in, a flash of surprise immediately burst into his eyes, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"With this little girl's help, it's much better." The Sword Sect smiled slightly, "Xiao Ying, you go and bring my knife." ”

"Master, you?" Ying Lao was startled, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Go ahead." The Sword Sect turned to Lin Xiu and said, "Little girl, let's go out." ”

Outside the house, there was already a cyan big knife in Ying Lao's hand, the blade was two meters long, exuding a terrifying aura. Ying Lao put down the big knife vertically, only to see a "bang", and the big knife was inserted straight into the land!

"The broken knife on your body is also extraordinary, since the old man's life was saved by you, I will teach you this 'Burning Sun Knife Technique' today."

I saw that when the Sword Sect Bu Shanhe spoke, he trembled and stretched out his hand and held the cyan big knife that was stuck upside down in front of him.

Lin Xiu nodded, watching his slow movements, suddenly nervous, as if he was expecting something in his heart, and involuntarily held his breath.

The withered and old palms had been tormented by many illnesses and pains, and when he came into contact with the hard and cold hilt again, he grasped it tightly.

In the bamboo forest, there was a faint wind whistle.

"Choke!"

A green light rose up, and the blooming light was like the sun in the sky, dazzling and unforgiving, and the withered old man held the long knife, and the whole person seemed to have changed, and the invisible momentum was surging out, as if it was the legendary ancient sword god.

"Look, this is the first type: Phantom Blade Kill." Bu Shanhe said in the surging blue light.

The words fell, and suddenly I saw the blue light burst out instantly, and the entire clearing was shrouded in cyan in an instant, and the curtain swept the ground, and in the sharp wind howling, countless illusionary blades flew out, like ten thousand lightning flashes, rushing out of the green bamboo forest in front of them.

Thousands of phantom blades, such as mountain light pillars, overturned mountains and seas to cover the green bamboo forest, the sound of "hissing" leaves falling is endless, the wind swept in the blade shuttle, and the fallen leaves danced wildly.

In just a moment, there were only hundreds of bare bamboo poles left in the original lush green bamboo forest!

The leaves fell, but the bamboo poles were not damaged, Lin Xiu was dripping down in cold sweat, and his consciousness was almost taken away.

"This style lies in 'skill', when facing the enemy, often a slight stroke of the throat can kill you."

Just when Lin Xiu was in a stupor, the sound of vicissitudes of life sounded slowly, he hurriedly looked, but saw Bu Shanhe clenching the green knife again at this moment, and his eyes were staring, facing a tall mountain peak in front of him.

"If you can't win, you need to suppress it comprehensively, this is the second form: Silence Slash!"

As he spoke, the aura on Bu Shanhe's body rose again, and this time, a knife qi more than ten meters long swelled in shock, with the momentum of death, like a giant scythe, slashing towards the mountain peak in front of him.

"Boom, boom!!"

The sound of cracking continued to resound, the sound of the boulder shattering was endless, the dust was flying, it was like the end of the world, Lin Xiu looked at it violently, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that on the tall peak, a shocking knife mark appeared, the curved knife mark was one meter deep and more than ten meters long, and the terrifying formation was like splitting the entire mountain peak in half!

The sword qi splashing all over the sky suddenly converged on the green knife like a long whale sucking water, and flew back to the old man's hand. Lin Xiu opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Dao Sect Bu Shanhe smiled slightly, then took a deep look at the green knife in his hand, and threw a book over.

Lin Xiu subconsciously caught it, only to see the words "Yanyang Knife Technique" written on the book, and at this moment Bu Shanhe slowly walked over, "This knife technique is the work of the old man's fame, it is a low-level ground, a total of four styles are all recorded, with your current cultivation, you can only barely perform the first two styles." If you want to perform this sword technique, you must move forward bravely, take the attack as the leader, even if you don't practice enough, you must also be determined to kill all the strong enemies, otherwise you can't exert their divine power. You should take it to heart! ”

A low-level martial art! It's another ground-level martial art!

Lin Xiu's heart jumped, although it was not as shocking as the high-level "Immortal Rebellion Five Fingers", it was very suitable for his current self, as for the "Immortal Rebellion Five Fingers", it would become a big killer weapon when he had no choice but to do so.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Lin Xiu hurriedly thanked him.

"The old man's life is worth much more than that. You cultivate well, if you don't understand anything within a month of healing, the old man will naturally try his best to help. Bu Shanhe smiled, his face was a little tired, he turned his head and said, "Xiao Ying, you arrange for two girls to live in the wooden house next to you." ”

"Yes, master!" Ying Lao said respectfully.

So in this way, Lin Xiu lived in a small cabin with Mo'er in his arms and began to practice penance in the mountains for half a month.