"Shizun asked you to meet her." When his mind changed, suddenly a sound of footsteps entered Lin Ye's ears, and after half a sound, he only heard Fu Junyu's voice coming from outside the door.

Has it been a day?

Hearing Fu Junyu's voice, Lin Ye realized that it was already daylight at this moment.

Fang Cai's feeling in Lin Ye was only a moment, but in fact, a day had passed?

Slowly getting up and putting the longevity recipe beside him into his arms and putting it away, Lin Ye stood up and walked towards the door.

Pushing open the door, I saw Fu Junyu standing in front of the door expressionlessly, and the sunlight in the sky outside was obscured by dark clouds, so that Lin Ye couldn't tell what time it was at this moment.

At that moment, Lin Ye asked Fu Junyu, "When is it?" ”

"It's just after morning." Glancing sideways, Fu Junyu said to Lin Ye.

After that, Fu Junyu didn't wait for Lin Ye, and led the way straight ahead.

After two overhangs, Fu Junyu stopped, turned to Lin Ye and said, "Shizun pointed out that when I saw you alone, you should go by yourself, and you will arrive by walking straight along the apricot wood bridge." ”

The tone is cold, and the eyes seem to be looking at a dead person.

Ignoring Fu Junyu, Lin Ye stepped on the wooden bridge with both feet, and went straight ahead, after passing two buildings, there was a corridor passage, and through this corridor passage was a pool.

There is a spacious pavilion in the pool, and Fu Cailin sits in the pavilion, like a god.

After seeing Fu Cailin's figure, Lin Ye did not continue to walk forward, but stood quietly in place and looked directly at Fu Cailin.

And Fu Cailin was still sitting in the gazebo, his eyes tightly closed, without the slightest movement.

Lin Ye knew that this was Fu Cailin waiting for him, at this moment, Fu Cailin's spirit and spirit were already at their peak, but he was not, if he entered the pavilion, then it would be the time to start a war. At that time, no matter what else is just in terms of spirit and spirit, he will have already fallen into a disadvantage.

Before the battle, they had already lost three points.

Therefore, Lin Ye stopped, breathing his essence and spirit, hoping to recover to the peak state in the shortest time.

After about three quarters of an hour, Lin Ye's footsteps suddenly moved.

Stepping on the wooden bridge into the pavilion, the steps are calm and powerful, and each step is exactly the same size. The light and heavy are the same, and an unusual rhythm and rhythm are naturally born.

At the same time, Lin Ye's mind has been promoted to the realm of the unity of man and sword, he is invincible and undefeated, he is not happy or afraid, all the expectations, all the qiē have been left behind by Lin Ye, and now there is only Fu Cailin and the sword in his hand in front of him.

With each step, the sword intent on Lin Ye's body weighed one point, and when Lin Ye crossed the wooden bridge and came to the pavilion in the center of the pool. The sword intent on Lin Ye's body had reached an incredible level, like a sharp blade, dazzling and dazzling.

If an ordinary martial artist faced Lin Ye now, he was afraid that he would be defeated by the sword intent on Lin Ye's body before he could fight.

The sword intent rushed into the sky like a raging fire, but the moment Lin Ye stepped into the pavilion, a docile and inexplicable aura came out from Fu Cailin's body.

The two abnormally different auras collided, and the sword intent that accompanied Lin Ye's every step into his body was weakened by the inexplicable aura coming from Fu Cailin's body.

By the time Lin Ye had completely stepped into the pavilion, all the sword intent on his body had disappeared.

And at the same time, the inexplicable momentum on Fu Cailin's body disappeared. Lin Ye looked straight at Fu Cailin, who was one of the three major martial arts masters in the world.

Fu Cailin also stared at Lin Ye with his eyes open and unblinking, on the stone table in the center of the pavilion. The sword that had been handed down in the world was placed flat on the table, without a scabbard, four feet five inches long and two inches wide, the body of the sword was glowing with fluorescent blue light, and the grip and gauntlet were covered with spiral patterns. The shape is elegant and clumsy.

Fu Cailin's hands fell vertically, and the sword was just like this on the stone table.

But when Lin Ye's gaze swept to the Yi Sword, his face suddenly changed, because Lin Ye actually felt a breath of life, as if the Yi Sword had life. It is closely linked to Fu Cailin's life.

Giving Lin Ye a wonderful feeling that this sword is like Fu Cailin.

"You may be seated." Slowly raising his left hand, Fu Cailin said.

Lin Ye sat down according to his words, staring directly at Fu Cailin without saying a word.

After a long time, Fu Cailin sighed and said: "The Central Plains is really not comparable to Goguryeo, and there is a talent like you, but it is a pity that I created the art of Yijian and wanted to be inherited, but for more than forty years, I only found three disciples, which can be called manipulative, but their achievements are limited, and it is impossible to reach the realm of grandmasters." ”

"You have murderous intent?" Feeling a faint palpitation, Lin Ye looked at Fu Cai Lin Dao.

"Yes and no." Fu Cailin nodded, then shook his head again.

"You should use the idea of killing, just because my sword with you is really a battle of life and death, no matter what, I will not leave my hand, I should go all out, either I win against you or I die under your sword, there is no second possibility, so you had better also hold the belief that you must die." Lin Ye's eyes stared at Fu Cailin tightly, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Fu Cailin sighed again: "In the days I have lived, I have been trying to find and think about something mysterious and unfathomable; I vaguely feel that this thing exists somewhere in the sense of thinking, and at the moment of seeking I seem to feel its existence, and it is the meaning of life, which can break the mediocrity for me, and transcend the existence of all things in nature, I know that that is my way, and in the same way in the search for life, I am also pursuing the key that opens the mysterious treasure house of potential in the human body. ”

Lin Ye's eyes were firmly fixed on Fu Cailin, knowing in his heart that this was Fu Cailin telling him about his understanding of the Tao and the Tao he was pursuing.

This already shows that Fu Cailin has made a choice, the consciousness of life or death.

After Fu Cailin finished speaking, Lin Ye spoke.

"I learned swords from the beginning of my life, just to gain the strength to protect myself, but on the way to learn swords, I also understood, understood swords, and became obsessed with them. Regard it as life, and the wish of this life is nothing but the pursuit of the supreme sword. His eyes were full of determination, and Lin Ye looked at Fu Cailin and said slowly.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Fu Cailin's eyes suddenly changed, from a certain point of view, Lin Ye and Fu Cailin are the same kind of people. Fu Cailin can pay a price and even his life in order to pursue the true meaning of life, and the same is true for Lin Ye in order to pursue the supremacy of swordsmanship.

"Until now, I don't know your name." Fu Cailin looked at Lin Ye and said lightly.

"Lin Ye."

"Please." Fu Cailin smiled and said to Lin Ye.

At the same time, the sword on the table suddenly let out a slight tremble, and then jumped up and fell into Fu Cailin's hand, and at the same time, the sword in Lin Ye's hand had been slowly pulled out.

The two exchanged glances, like hot lightning, the clash of momentum and momentum, although it was only separated by a round stone table of more than eight feet, but they did not feel the leakage of strength at all.

The two looked at each other. Lin Ye suddenly felt that everything around him had disappeared, and the stone table, pavilion, pond water, and wind sound had all disappeared in Lin Ye's eyes, ears, and perception when the sword fell into Fu Cailin's hands.

Naturally, they didn't really disappear, because Lin Ye's spirit at this moment had all been concentrated on Fu Cailin and the Yi Sword in his hand, not by sight, but by God. Therefore, all the surrounding qiē have disappeared in the perception of Lin Ye, which is an extremely mysterious realm.

The sword in Fu Cailin's hand suddenly began to tremble. Sending out a clear sound like a blue bird's sword, like a heavenly sound from the clouds of the nine heavens, and like a spell of the eighteen layers of hell, the sword exudes a blue and clear light, the beauty of the picture has surpassed any beauty in the world, with the moving lines of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a mist rose around the gazebo. The mist was like the green smoke of the incense burner, condensed into a line, and around the stone table, it appeared like a stream of water around the tip of the sword, and in an instant it condensed into a ball of smoke, and the blade of the sword turned into a little blue light. Like an immortal starlight in the clouds, it rushed towards the position between his eyes like a meteor.

This bit of starlight is like the magic of seducing the soul, as long as there is a slight gap in the forest leaves, it will suppress the soul, and be taken advantage of by it, it is extremely beautiful, terrifying to the extreme.

Lin Ye's complexion became extremely solemn, although Fu Cailin's swordsmanship was not a sword, but in Lin Ye's opinion, he had indeed reached the realm of mastery, which could be described as a unique swordsmanship in the world.

The long sword in Lin Ye's hand suddenly drew a small circle in the air, filled with an unfathomable but reasonable smell of heaven and earth, and the starlight sword that stabbed out like a ball of smoke suddenly dissipated.

Lin Ye's eyes were full of excitement, the first confrontation, Lin Ye knew that Fu Cailin's sword technique was indeed wonderful, and its subtlety was that he combined all his spiritual feelings with the sword, and all the external perceptions he saw and felt were virtual, and only the perception of the soul was real.

If you don't understand Fu Cailin's realm, then you don't have the qualifications to fight with him at all.

"Zheng!" A symphony of gold and iron resounded, and I saw that an inexplicable energy suddenly appeared on the long sword in Lin Ye's hand, appearing in that circle, and then that energy surrounded the smoke ball above Fu Cailin's sword.

At the moment when this sword qi intersected with the smoke ball, all of them suddenly dissipated, and a sky full of stars appeared above the table, and then these star points were just like the previous sword rays, all of which attacked towards Lin Ye at an extremely fast speed.

Every bit of starlight is like an eternal star in the sky, maintaining a constant taste in the changing movement.

What surprised Lin Ye even more was that these star points were actually heading towards the flaws in Lin Ye's sword.

No matter what, there are flaws in the sword moves.

Swordsmanship, Taoism into law, but as long as it is not perfect, there are naturally flaws, and Lin Ye will naturally not be an exception, but compared to others, Lin Ye's flaws are really small, so it seems that the swordsmanship is a perfect sword.

And even in the confrontation with the master, Lin Ye can also make up for the flaws of the previous sword with the perfection of the next sword.

Far from being a flaw, it is the most subtle of the sword moves.

But at this moment, Lin Ye found that no matter how he changed, he could not avoid the end of his sword being targeted by Fu Cailin.

Yi swordsmanship, this is Yi swordsmanship.

Looking for the flaws that anticipated every step in Lin Ye's sword, as well as the possibility of making amends. (To be continued......)