When Lin Feng came to the Sword Pavilion, he found that the old man of the Sword Pavilion had already opened the door of the Sword Pavilion and was waiting on the left and right of the giant sword, as if he was deliberately waiting for Lin Feng to come here.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's expression remained calm, and he took Mengqing's hand and stepped forward, but Mengqing was obviously stunned when she saw this scene, she was quite shocked that Lin Feng appeared with the strong men of the Sword Pavilion that day, and now she saw that the people of the Sword Pavilion were now treating Lin Feng respectfully, and she was even more curious.

At the same time, the powerhouses of the Sword Pavilion were also stunned when they saw the dream, the Sword of the Ancestors brought a woman back?

"Young Master!" At this time, the old man headed by the Sword Pavilion bowed to Lin Feng, and the others immediately held back their curiosity, bowed slightly, and respectfully shouted Young Master.

Lin Feng nodded calmly, with a touch of innocent arrogance on his body, and walked straight inside.

"Young Master, who is she?" the Sword Pavilion powerhouse asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and his heart moved, the Heavenly Machine Sword turned into a brilliant light, and shot towards the Sword Pavilion powerhouse, the liliang of thunder and lightning, the liliang of space, the liliang of wind, and the liliang of flame bloomed at the same time, extremely terrifying.

"Boom!" The man's mind trembled fiercely, his face was shocked, and he raised his hand violently to block the sword power, but his body fell prostrately, and he said respectfully: "Young Master forgive your sins!"

"Ancestor Sword Might, this is Ancestor Sword Might!" The other old men showed fanatical expressions on their faces one by one, the Ancestor Sword Power was presented in Lin Feng's body, they seemed to see the Ancestor Wutian Sword Emperor when he was young, he was all over the world, how similar to the former form of the legendary Ancestor!

"I said, from now on, I have my own life for Lin Feng, my business, and I am not allowed to ask half a word!" Lin Feng's voice was cold, filled with endless rebellious aura, and the power of the heavenless bloomed out, although it was not powerful for the old man, but it was enough to make his heart tremble.

"The old slave will never dare to ask the young master half a sentence in the future. The man's head almost hung on the ground, seeing that Lin Feng's cultivation had stepped into the Heavenly Martial Arts at this moment, there was such a terrifying sword power, he was even more convinced that the Sword Pavilion was going to be revived in Lin Feng's hands, where would he dare to have the slightest opinion, their Sword Pavilion had been waiting for the day of revival for thousands of years!

Lin Feng snorted coldly, his mind moved, the Heavenly Machine Sword returned, and then continued to pull the dream step, and said indifferently: "I will go back to the Sword Shrine, no one is allowed to follow, and besides, from now on, there is no need for anyone to guard the Sword Shrine." ”

After that, Lin Feng's figure had already stepped into the Sword Pavilion and gradually disappeared, at this moment, he was like a god to the Sword Pavilion, and he could only be worshipped.

Jian Wubei was located behind the powerhouses of the Sword Pavilion, looking at Lin Feng's disappearing back, he gritted his teeth slightly, once upon a time, he was determined to revive the Sword Pavilion and become a supreme sword cultivator, Lin Feng's glory at the moment was the glory he had once imagined, everything seemed to have changed because he led Lin Feng and others into the Sword Shrine, the fate of their Sword Pavilion was changing, was it good or bad?

Lin Feng naturally didn't think about it so much, since the Sword Pavilion once wanted him to become a sword slave, then now, he enslaved the people of the Sword Pavilion, it was also karma, he wanted him to become a sword slave, but now he was driven by him.

Who is a slave?

Lin Feng came straight to the Sword Shrine with his dreams, the palace was not vast, with a faint smell of loess, the old man was still in the Sword Pavilion, he seemed to be tired, he put the broom on the ground, and he sat on the broom, leaning on the wall of the Sword Shrine with his back, which was quite leisurely.

"Senior!" Lin Feng no longer had the arrogance just now now, but showed a peaceful smile, he was very respectful to the sweeping old man who gave him the sword codex.

"I'm back!" the old man said lazily, then he supported the ground with his hands, and slowly got up, it seemed to be a little difficult, Lin Feng stepped forward and helped the old man up, but saw the old man patting the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "It's getting older and older, it's useless, I don't know when I'm going to bury the bone sword mound!"

The old man coughed twice as he spoke, and it was really like a sick old man in the twilight, as if he might return to dust at any moment.

Stretched out his hand to look at it, and to his shock, there was a trace of blood in the palm of the old man's hand, which was coughed out just now.

This scene made Lin Feng's face stiffen slightly, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, he was really hurt!

Old man, not in disguise!

"Senior ......" Lin Feng always thought that the old man was disguised, but at this moment, he saw the old man coughing and bleeding, although there was only a wisp, but it showed that the old man was really injured, and in terms of his speculation about the old man's strength, this injury may be very scary!

"It's okay, I've been here like this for many years!" the old man looked at it very freely, smiled casually, and walked towards the sword mound.

Lin Feng and Mengqing followed behind the old man, and when they entered the sword shrine, the door of the sword shrine closed automatically, and the old man sat down casually, and Lin Feng also sat in front of him with the old man.

"This girl is your girlfriend?"

"My wife!" Lin Feng responded.

"Yes, I can marry Xue Linglong as my wife, a blessed person. The old man said casually, but Lin Feng and Mengqing's expressions froze, and the two glanced at each other.

The old man just glanced at it and saw that the dream was Xue Linglong!

"The senior's injury ......" Lin Feng was even more firm in his guess, the old man who could see the identity of the dream at a glance had no doubt about his strength, so what a terrifying injury made him show such an old state and live in seclusion in the sword mound.

"It's been many years. The old man still shook his head.

"Senior, see if this is useful. Lin Feng's heart moved, and a pure and flawless jasper thing appeared in his hand, which seemed to have a tear stain on it, filled with a strong breath of life.

"Tears of life!" the old man whispered, and then smiled: "The City of Destiny got it, it's good, but it's still a little worse for me, it's rare for you to have this kind of heart, keep it for yourself!"

"It's still a little worse!" Lin Feng smiled bitterly, it seemed that the injuries on the old man's body were indeed too terrifying.

"Let me see how you've progressed these days in Destiny City!"

"Hmm. Lin Feng nodded slightly, his mind moved slightly, the Heavenly Machine Sword reappeared, and the thunder and lightning space waited endlessly, as if he was alive, which made the old man's eyes show a look of surprise, and then nodded and said: "Okay, it is not easy to do this in a trip to the City of Destiny, and I must have suffered a lot." ”

"It seems that raising a sword is no longer a problem for you!"

"There is no problem with raising swords, but out of the City of Destiny, it is difficult to find that kind of condition. Lin Feng recalled the Heavenly Machine Sword, in the outside world, there could not be such an opportunity as the City of Destiny, allowing him to make such a terrifying breakthrough in a short period of time.

"There will always be a chance, I still have a set of experience in cultivating the sword heart of the Heavenless Sword Emperor in the past, are you interested?" the old man said with a smile at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's expression trembled, naturally it was impossible to refuse.

"Since it is the experience of the Sword Emperor's predecessors, of course I am willing to learn from it!" Lin Feng replied.

"Okay, I'll teach you. There was a flash of light at the center of the old man's eyebrows, which was directly imprinted into Lin Feng's eyebrows, and in an instant, there were some more memories in Lin Feng's mind.

Quietly feeling the extra memories in his mind, Lin Feng's eyes shot out a brilliant sword, extremely sharp, as if it was about to pierce the space.

"The world washes the heart, the heart is like stopping water, there is no sword and no self, a sword in the hand, lawless!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, exclaiming: "The predecessor of the Sword Emperor, the peerless Tianjiao!"

"Do you have any opinions?" the old man asked Lin Feng.

"The predecessor of the Sword Emperor Hongchen refined the sword heart, the heart is like stopping water, seeking the true self without me, as if he wants to let go of everything, however, when a sword is in hand, from now on the heaven and earth are only swords, lawless, the sky can be broken, and the peerless demeanor!" Lin Feng's voice did not mean flattery, from the heart, refining the sword heart, melting the sword soul, and breaking the world!

"Then do you need swordsmanship?" the old man asked.

"No!" Lin Feng shook his head, his eyes revealing a sharp color: "The sword path of the Sword Emperor's predecessors, refining the sword heart, and taking my own sword path, now, I don't have the peerless qualifications of the Sword Emperor's predecessors in the sword path, but even if I can't create my own sword path, I can continue the sword emperor's predecessor's path and realize the swordsmanship that belongs to me!"

Lin Feng said, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, debauchery, unruly, cultivating sword heart, understanding swordsmanship, his own swordsmanship!

The old man smiled and nodded, the Heavenless Sword Emperor has never practiced the swordsmanship of his ancestors, he has been raising swords for ten years, and then refining his sword heart, taking his own sword path, and creating an unprecedented road!

PS: The end of the passionate last month passed, without a trace with enthusiasm, want to show their strength, but everyone seems to keep the flowers, and then give them when the no trace erupts, so the flowers are not as miserable as half of the same period last month, so the passion of the no trace fades day by day, if the brothers all think like this, no trace can not see hope at all, what is the point of the outbreak? sincerely ask for flowers once, tomorrow will explode, if it is still so cold, then no trace will give up flowers this month, I hope you understand a warm heart!