When Lin Zhi woke up, he found that he was lying in a grave, with no soil on it, and he could see the deep starry sky when he raised his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He remembered that he should be dead, swallowing two kinds of heaven and earth treasures in one go, and it was strange if he didn't die. But he didn't know if Li Shantian's old dog was dead, and if he didn't, he wouldn't be at ease when he saw the king of Hades.

In order to survive and take revenge in the Star Picking Building, Lin Zhi endured everywhere and tried not to expose his edge to the eyes of the villain.

However, Li Shantian made things difficult for him everywhere, taking pleasure in making fun of his master and apprentice every day, and even often beat or physically punished the two of them.

Because, Lin Zhi once showed amazing talent during an in-building test, and his momentum overwhelmed Li Shantian's pro-disciple Sun Zhao Wumo in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, Lin Zhi has a withdrawn personality and is stubborn, and he refuses to give up the waste master and worship the master of the building as a teacher.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!

Li Shantian is just the most ferocious of these winds, especially when he heard that Lin Zhi once again overwhelmed the group in the Nine Rebellion Emperor Tower, and took over two treasures of heaven and earth.

From then on, he secretly vowed that he must eradicate this son and pave the way for his disciples.

Expelling Lin Zhi from the division is just to make it easier for him, no one cares about the life or death of an outcast of the division, even if he is peerless.

The smart Lin Zhi didn't know Li Shantian's thoughts, and he also knew that even if he handed over the two heavenly treasures to the latter, he would not let himself go.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. Lin Zhi is not the only one who understands this truth.

It's just that Li Shantian was not as calm as Lin Zhi, and was bitten back by the latter before he died.

People who have experienced life and death are naturally more open and thorough than those who dream of immortality.

"It's a pity that it has affected Master!" This is the only regret in Lin Zhi's heart.

Master picked him up from the wilderness, healed his injuries, and raised him as an adult. Such a great kindness, Lin Zhi is unforgettable, but now because of his impulsiveness, he is involved in the master, which is really unfilial.

"Zhi'er, you are jealous and hateful, how can I blame you as a teacher?"

As soon as Lin Zhi's sigh fell, a familiar face came into his eyes, describing it as withered, but with a special twist, the owner of this face was Lin Zhi's master.

Lin Zhi was a little surprised, and said with sincere fear: "Master, if you are not filial, you will go to hell!" ”

The master pulled Lin Zhi up from the grave, pointed around, and scolded with a smile: "Have you ever seen hell like this? ”

This is a strange space, with a deep starry sky overhead, and the sun and moon running in parallel; Under his feet are flying sand and rocks, and the cold wind is raging.

Decaying, desolate, and the only thing left on earth is eleven tombs.

"This ......" Looking around, Lin Zhi had an indescribable familiarity, although he couldn't remember where it was, he was sure that it was not hell.

Master explained, "This is where I picked you up in the first place. ”

"Oh!" Lin Zhi nodded, and those memories that had been blocked by him came flooding back, with pain and joy. He also began to remember this place, this very strange place, like hell on earth.

"Remember who those eleven ancient tombs belonged to?" Master asked suddenly.

Lin Zhi nodded, "Remember, it was the tomb of the Emperor and the Nine Kings, and there was a small tomb that belonged to not just whom." ”

When speaking, Lin Zhi tried his best to ease his emotions, but in the end he still couldn't control his excitement.

The grave of the former ruler of the Qiankun Continent and his followers is in front of Lin Zhi, how can you not make him excited?

The peerless powerhouse who once ruled Qiankun and shattered the galaxy with one punch, his achievements were brilliant during his lifetime, and after his death, he also made these juniors look up to the mountains.

Lin Zhi didn't know why they fell, but he knew that these ten strong men deserved his respect and even worship, so when facing these ten tombs, his tone couldn't help but become impassioned.

The master noticed that Lin Zhi was a little out of control, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "This last tomb is yours." ”

"What?" Thunderbolt is the best word to describe the current Lin Zhi, he looked at the small tomb where he had just laid, opened his mouth in surprise, and couldn't say anything.

The master ignored Lin Zhi's surprise and continued to ask, "Do you know who I am?" ”

Lin Zhi was stunned for a second, and said with a smile: "You are my master!"

Master shook his head, and when he said it, it was another thunderbolt.

"Your real master is Chen Qubing!"

"You...... How do you know? Being revealed, Lin Zhi was so frightened that he took several steps back, and for the first time, he felt that he couldn't understand this master who didn't have any cultivation.

The master smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid, Zhi'er, the master is just a dead man, and he won't do anything to you!" ”

Lin Zhi had completely lost his cool, his ears were ringing, and his wide open mouth had never been closed.

"Don't you believe it? Oh, that tomb is for the teacher! Seeing the disbelief on his face, Master stretched out his hand and pointed to a tomb and smiled.

Lin Zhi's head shook like a rattle, "Impossible, Master, you must be lying to me, that is the tomb of the Sword King Ling Wushuang, how can it be yours?" ”

An extremely powerful momentum suddenly swept out of the master's body, and the terrifying aura frightened Lin Zhi's face like earth, and at the same time, there was a majestic voice.

"The old man is the Sword King Ling Wushuang!"

Lin Zhi, who staggered up from the ground, shook his head resolutely, "Impossible, Master Zu was feathered and ascended to immortal a thousand years ago, how could he leave his physical body in the mortal world?" ”

A thousand years ago, Ling Wushuang, the ancestor of the Peerless Sword Sect, feathered into an immortal, stepped on the void and left, becoming a beautiful talk in the world for a while.

"Hmph, it's hard for you kid to remember my ancestor, it seems that I haven't hurt you in vain all these years!" The master groped out a half-wall jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Lin Zhi.

was much surprised, and Lin Zhi was not surprised, but his left hand was a little trembling and held the half of the jade pendant, and his right hand slowly took off the other half of the jade pendant from his neck, and gently put them together.

Chen Qubing once said that this half of the jade pendant is a token of the palm sect that has been handed down from the hands of the ancestor master, but there is a shocking mystery hidden in this jade pendant, so the other half of the ancestor always carries it with him, even if he finally feathers and ascends to the immortal, he does not stay.

Lin Zhi knelt down in front of his master with a "plop", made a big bow in a proper manner, and muttered in his mouth: "The tenth generation disciple of the Wushuang Sword Sect greets Master Zu. ”

The master touched his beard and smiled: "Since this half of the jade pendant is in your hands, then you should call yourself the tenth generation master, haha......"

Master laughed, waved his hand, and a spell breath came out from under Lin Zhi's knees, slowly holding him up.

Lin Zhi said "don't dare".

Master smiled: "I have been with you for three years, and I know your temperament and talent very clearly, and this tenth generation of teachers is none other than you." But I also want to ask you, now that the thousand-year-old foundation of the Peerless Sword Sect has been destroyed, are you willing to be the master of this Dead Sect? ”

Lin Zhi's voice became more and more humble, "Back to the words of the ancestor master, since the demise of the self-sect, the disciple has always thought about revenge for my sect, even if I am not in charge, I will fight for the revival of the master, and now I am fortunate to be favored by the ancestor master, and it is my duty to do it!" ”

Ling Wushuang smiled and said, "Good, very good!" I really didn't misunderstand you kid! ”

"Let's go, come with me, I have some opportunities to give you!" Ling Wushuang waved his robe and walked towards the tomb he had just pointed to.

Lin Zhi behind him agreed, and followed closely without thinking.

At the beginning of Hongmeng, the world was newly opened; The emperor educated people and received it with art, and since then the folk have set off a wind of learning "art".

People are divided into men and women, and art is divided into yin and yang; The yang is the teacher, and the yin is the scholar; The technique is in line with the changes of heaven and earth, forging the human body, strengthening the muscles and bones, so that the people of the foreign race dare not covet the slightest bit of our human race.

However, the world's comprehension ability is limited, and for thousands of years, there has not been a person who can be of great use, and those few strong people who have been guided by the emperor have all died in foreign wars, and since then the human race has fallen into a slump.

The emperor was heartbroken, and personally descended into the world, drove out the people of other races, and took away nine extraordinary powerhouses from the world to teach them carefully.

A hundred years later, the nine strong men returned from their studies, wiped out all the races of the **** human race, and established sects in the world, and then became the nine factions of Qiankun.

The Wushuang Sword Sect is one of the nine sects of Qiankun, although it ranks last, but its successive generations of masters are all strong in the Nine Heavens, with more than 10,000 disciples, and they have dominated the Northern Wilderness, one of the four major states of Qiankun, for thousands of years.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck.

A thousand years ago, the Nine Kings successively ascended to the Immortals, and although the Nine Sects of Qiankun lost their strongest protection, they still stood tall.

Five hundred years ago, the alien race that was once considered completely extinct suddenly appeared in the world, and there was a peerless powerhouse comparable to the emperor - Dao.

The Tao appeared, but the emperor did not come to earth again.

Three hundred years ago, the leaders of the nine sects of Qiankun joined forces to fight against the Dao, but they all died.

Since then, the vitality of the nine factions of Qiankun has been greatly damaged, and people of different races have begun to show their hideous minions and erode the Qiankun Continent.

A hundred years ago, the alien race with two major states attacked the human race again, and the emperor believed by the people still did not appear, and the nine factions of Qiankun were overwhelmed and forced to compromise, and after giving up the other state to others, they exchanged for today's peace.

But peace was short-lived, and three years ago, the Peerless Sword Sect, which had dominated the Northern Wilderness for a thousand years, was destroyed.

Although they don't know who the murderer is, the rest of the eight factions of Qiankun have seen the shadow of the Tao from this incident, and they know that the compensation for cutting land can only be exchanged for a short period of peace, and the real peace must be achieved by fighting with their own fists. 、

In this way, the Northern Wilderness, the only continent in the hands of the human race, is surging and full of techniques.

The people of the world thought that there would be no one from the Peerless Sword Sect on the Qiankun Continent from now on, but they didn't know that the tenth generation of the Peerless Sword Sect was still alive and well.

(To be continued.) )