Can there be outstanding talents?

This sentence lingered in the ears of Yu Ming, Deng Jiu, Mo Yu, and Jian Mo.

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This made Yu Ming, Deng Jiu, and Jian Mo show a hint of bitterness.

"How can there be any genius in that kind of place?"

Yu Ming shook his head even more.

In this regard, Deng Jiu and Jian Mo also nodded.

Mo Yu's expression was slightly condensed.

In comparison, Lin Yan, in the eyes of Deng Jiu and others, is not a genius.

Because compared to the geniuses of the Immortal Academy who reached the Saint King, Saint Venerable, and even the Crossing God at the age of sixteen or seventeen, Lin Yan was really too far behind.

But his insight, his perseverance, and his physique......

"Mo Yu ......" At this time, Qi Yuan looked at Mo Yu, his voice was indifferent, but it was majestic.

"Nope!"

Then Mo Yu shook his head and said.

"Lin Yan, if you say that you are a talent of ten thousand years, for you now, I am afraid that it will harm you, and now you are afraid that no one will believe in your strength, right? But I believe that one day, you will rise to the sky and soar to the sky. Mo Yu said secretly in his heart.

What is genius?

In their eyes, only the kind of teenagers and girls who awakened their immortal bodies at the age of sixteen or seventeen and became the realm of gods can be called geniuses.

Lin Yan is obviously not on the list of Deng Jiu, Yu Ming, and Jian Mo.

"Then go down." Qi Yuan shook his head, it seemed that this matter was going to be ridiculed by other forces again.

"Yes!" Mo Yu and the four nodded.

"By the way, what is the strength of the leader of the four courtyards this time?" Qi Yuan asked.

"Half-step Transformation Saint Xiaocheng Realm!" Mo Yu replied.

"In the period of 10,000 years, I thought I would wait for a strong man, but it turned out to be such a weak person, alas, let's all step down!" Qi Yuan said.

His vision is higher, and his grandson is a saint at the age of twelve.

How could a half-step cultivator who had become a saint enter his eyes?

"When the four courtyards are closed, after these students come to the immortal courtyard, I'm afraid they will be bullied even more, right?" Waiting for Mo Yu and the others to leave, Qi Yuan shook his head and said.

The 10,000-year-old period of the fairy temple has once again become a laughing stock.

Even the students of the Immortal Academy had difficulty raising their heads.

Their anger can only be vented on the students of the four courtyards, right?

But then Qi Yuan didn't think much about it, his figure moved, and the immortal aura lingered on his body, making him disappear here in an instant, heading towards the place where the dean was.

This made him even more convinced that once, the first dean of the Immortal Academy, had been deceived by the so-called god operator.

That man is an old liar!

Just when Qi Yuan went to the place where the dean of the Immortal Academy was, above the Sword Mountain, there was a solemnity.

The more you climb above, the more dignified the sword intent becomes!

Every wisp of sword qi exuded a strong coercion.

Even stepping on the stone staircase is like stepping on the tip of the sword, which is extremely painful.

Rao is Yang belly and the others, and they can only slow down.

On the contrary, Mo Shan, Huo Shan and the others were already accustomed to this, they were extremely fast, and soon, they surpassed everyone, and after sneering at them, they jumped up a thousand zhang and headed towards a higher area.

After they had just left this thousand zhang, Lingxi also came to this thousand zhang height.

Here, there is flat land all around.

Moreover, they spread the ground with swords.

There are more runes on it, and each rune is mysterious and magical.

There is also a spirit gathering array, so that the aura of heaven and earth gathers here.

Let this place be misty, like a fairyland.

In addition, not far away, there is a huge boulder.

This boulder exudes a strong sword aura, making it difficult for people to get close.

On top of the boulder, there are thousands of swords.

This sword has a spirit sword, and there is a holy sword.

There is the release of killing intent, the lingering thunder, the murmuring of water, and the burning of flames.

Everything is so amazing.

Lingxi didn't plan to stay here.

She was ready to leave.

It's just that at that moment, her delicate body suddenly trembled.

A line fell in her eyes.

It was the wall of Sword Mountain next to the boulder.

On this mountain wall, there is a pattern like a cloud.

This is naturally not the pattern of the royal family of the Wanton Empire.

It's a different kind of cloud line.

This line is extremely deep!

And ancient!

It seems that after 10,000 years, it has not been erased.

Staring at this pattern, a picture flashed in Lingxi's mind.

The picture was extremely blurry.

It was a woman.

A woman of great luxury.

The woman's face was hard to see, she was standing on the top of the mountain like that, her body was shrouded in the aura of heaven and earth, and there were countless butterflies lingering.

This is no ordinary butterfly.

There are seven colors on the body.

Seven-colored butterflies.

Wow!

This picture flashed by.

Make Lingxi difficult to see.

This is not the first time such a bizarre sight has occurred.

Lingxi couldn't imagine why he had seen this kind of picture twice.

And the two pictures are actually different.

Once is a man who can hold up to the sky.

This time, it's such a woman?

Moreover, this woman actually made her feel familiar.

Even the seven-colored butterflies made her so familiar.

Even though the woman was in a place as if she had been there before.

It's hard to put into words.

"Is it because of the lines?" Lingxi approached, looking at the lines, the jade fingers stroked away, and the lines actually shone with a light.

Attract the spiritual power in Lingxi's body.

At that moment, Lingxi felt that this pattern was connected to his bloodline, and it was closely related.

But this feeling is fleeting.

"Sword Mountain, it's really magical." Then Lingxi sighed slightly, his figure moved, did not stay, and went directly to the top.

Lin Yan's entrustment still lingers in her ears.

The 5,000 zhang is the goal she wants to pursue.

When she left, the pattern unleashed a force, followed Lingxi directly, and landed on Lingxi's body.

It's just that Lingxi didn't notice it.

Da-da-da-da!

At this time, Lin Yan was at a height of five hundred zhang, and here, many students of the Spirit Academy, even Lu Zhen, Luo Cheng and others also stopped to cultivate.

But Lin Yan didn't stop, he was a sword body, and he didn't use special strength, and this sword qi couldn't stop it.

When Lin Yan came to the ninth hundred zhang, he found that Yang Bei, Gao Qi, Mu Zhan, Zhang Yue, Xiyue and others had also stopped cultivating here.

Lin Yan didn't bother them and continued to climb.

Wait until the time of the thousandth hour.

Here, Lin Yan is the only one.

Subsequently, memories also popped into Lin Yan's mind.

At that moment, the corners of Lin Yan's mouth also had a hint of bitterness.

He walked slowly, toward the boulder.

It's just that he didn't even look at the boulder, but concentrated his expression on the mountain wall next to the boulder.

There, a line of lines, is extremely obvious.

It was a cloud pattern.

"Yun Yao, I didn't expect that the marks you left in the past years are still so profound, but the lines are still there, and I am still there, and you ...... Where is it? Lin Yan opened his mouth slightly, his voice full of sadness.