Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Name of the Sword

Cracking sound!

Hit head-on by lightning, Lin Yu's bones up and down his body suddenly made a series of explosions, and his hair was about to stand on end.

"His uncle, God can't get along with me!"

Fortunately, this thunderbolt is only the thickness of a thumb, and the power is not very great, not to mention, Lin Yu has just finished cultivating the "Wind and Thunder Technique", and his physical body has already given birth to a trace of thunder, and his resistance to thunder and lightning has greatly increased.

He immediately ran the "Earth Yuan Quenching Technique" and refined this lightning, and a bright blue point of light gradually formed in the dantian.

"Haha! It's really shit luck, this time I wasn't split in vain, I didn't expect that with this ray of lightning, I actually practiced Thunder True Qi, which is equivalent to experiencing two medicinal baths!"

Looking inside, Lin Yu discovered the origin of this bit of blue light, which was a violent thunder power.

Originally, only by experiencing two "Wind and Thunder Jue" medicinal baths and refining two thunderbolts could a wisp of thunder true qi be formed in the body.

And Lin Yu refined a bolt of lightning, although it was only the size of a thumb, the thunder power accumulated in his body was enough to condense into true qi.

Now, in his dantian, in addition to the earthy yellow water droplets condensed by the three Earth Yuan True Qi, there was also a blue light point condensed by the Thunder True Qi.

This is equivalent to the fact that his true qi strength has increased by about thirty percent, although it is only the realm of the middle stage of qi induction into the body, but it can completely fight with the powerhouse of the qi induction into the body!

Lin Yu's mind moved, he ran the thunder true qi, flicked his fingers, and an electric snake danced wildly.

Zizizizizi!

The electric snake wrapped around a boulder, and with a bang, it exploded to pieces.

And Lin Yu just used a wisp of thunder true qi.

"It seems that it is necessary to practice some thunder-based spells in the future......"

......

After completing his cultivation, Lin Yu did not return to the Lin Mansion mansion, but chose to continue to stay in the Blood Trust.

The hunting tour is coming, he doesn't want to stay at home and waste time, the most important thing is that here in Xuexin, he can let go of his fists and feet, cultivate unscrupulously, and will not attract attention.

In the Lin family, even the second elder Lin Puyuan, the fifth elder Lin Xingkong, the sixth elder Lin Danping and the seventh elder Lin Yinxuan are all eyeing each other, always thinking of seizing the opportunity to bring down themselves, Lin Yu is not a fool, of course he understands the truth of Tuntian to avoid trouble.

"Look! What's wrong with that man? It's like he's been struck by lightning. ”

"I think eighty percent of them have done something evil, and they deserve to be punished by God!"

Along the way, many people pointed fingers, as if they had encountered something very pleasant.

Lin Yu's current image is indeed a little embarrassing, he was struck by lightning, his hair stood on end, exuding a smell of burning, and his face seemed to have been dyed with coal, black, how embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Lin, Hall Master Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Even the disciples of the blood letter looked at Lin Yu with a look in their eyes, and they became a little weird.

"It's okay, it's just a fall, what's the problem?" Lin Yu shouted with a glare.

"No, no, it's good, it's good...... it's good" The man hurriedly shook his head, and then said: "By the way, someone is looking for you, saying that it is called Ye Chen, it seems that he is a person from the Xuantian Business Alliance, and he is still waiting in the Tibetan Wind Hall." ”

"Ye Chen!"

Hearing this name, Lin Yu's eyes lit up, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he rushed directly to the Tibetan Wind Hall.

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In the Tibetan Wind Hall, a young man sat on a wooden chair and quietly sipped fragrant tea.

It's Ye Chen!

On the table to his left, there is a rectangular wooden box with delicate shapes, on which dragons and phoenixes are carved and made very gorgeously.

Obviously, the things in it must also be very extraordinary.

"Haha, Brother Ye, I haven't seen you for a few days, don't come unharmed!"

At this time, Lin Yufeng rushed in like a wind and laughed.

"Where are the demons and monsters!

Suddenly, a black thing came in, which startled Ye Chen, screamed at a sharp voice, and the teacup in his hand fell directly to the ground and shattered.

Looking at his reaction, Lin Yu's forehead suddenly had three more black lines.

After seeing the comer clearly, Ye Chen's head also had a few more wrinkles.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, and finally, Ye Chenxian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, did Brother Lin go to the dyeing workshop? Why are you so embarrassed?"

"You can't get any better there, and you're still a demon, but here is a blood letter, where did the demon come from. Also, that teacup is made of purple sand, you have to compensate me and give you a friendship price. Lin Yu said angrily.

At this moment, it was Ye Chen's turn to look ugly, and he couldn't pull his face down when he reacted like that.

"Well, this one, my cultivation is so low, I'm just a businessman, it's normal to be afraid of demons. Also, since Brother Lin likes Zisha so much, I can give Brother Lin a better set, but I'll take this knife back and collect it myself. ”

After the embarrassment, Ye Chen's state of mind quickly returned to normal, and said with a wicked smile, and at the same time, he tapped the wooden box on the table with his hand.

"Ahem...... It's just a teacup, with the friendship between Brother Ye and me, why bother. Haha, haha......"

Lin Yu coughed dryly, then couldn't wait to snatch the wooden box, squeaked, and opened it.

Inside the box, there is a long knife about four feet, the blade is sharp and shiny, as thin as a cicada's wings, flashing with a cold light, and there are many dense runes engraved on it.

On the handle of the knife, a spell was sealed on it, and when Lin Yu held it in his palm, it felt as if a light breeze was blowing slowly.

The shape of the whole knife is similar to the Tang knife of the earth in the previous life, and it is very domineering and majestic.

"This knife is from the hand of Master Zongtie, and it is a high-quality medium-grade talisman made of a hundred cold irons. The spell on the knife body is called the floating spell, although it is only a spell of the lower grade of the human rank, but it can reduce the weight of the knife. The spell on the handle of the knife is a spell of the middle grade of the human rank, called the Void Cutting Blade, which can form an invisible wind blade and tear the opponent through the urging of true qi. ”

"It is worth noting that the spell floating spell on the knife body is refined into the cold iron by special means, and if the blade is damaged, the power of the spell will be reduced accordingly. ”

"Also, this knife can be said to be unique. Because this refining method is the first attempt of Master Zongtie, the general talisman is branded with a spell even if it is completed, although it is simple, but the power of the spell will be greatly reduced, a human-level middle-grade spell, after being branded to the medium-grade talisman, the power will only be stronger than the human-level low-grade spell, and it is not as good as the spell that is really cast by the immortal cultivator. Master Zongtie, on the other hand, fuses runes and steel, so that the power of the spell will not be lost too much. Since it is an experimental product, the price will be very cheap, but I am not sure that anything will go wrong. ”

I have to say that Ye Chen is indeed a conscientious businessman, and when it comes to introducing goods to customers, he never drags his feet, and he explains it very well.

"What's going to go wrong?" Lin Yu was originally still interested, but when he heard this, his expression became a little tense.

If you are fighting with someone and fighting for your life, and at this time, the weapon is suddenly damaged, isn't this killing a person!

He didn't want that!

"Well, Master Zongtie said that this knife is made of cold iron, and its quality is extremely strong, so it won't be easily damaged, and the only difference is probably the stability of the spell. After all, this is a new refining method, and there is no guarantee that the spell will not fail or the power of the spell will be reduced, but the probability of this happening is very low. Ye Chen said without reservation.

Lin Yu was silent when he heard this, the quality of this knife was indeed superior, and it was worth more than three thousand taels of silver, he had definitely earned it.

However, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and there will be a lot of risks associated with it.

If the weapon suddenly fails in the second duel, then it will be a fatal flaw.

"If you don't want it, I won't force it, it's a big deal to take some time to make another handful. However, Master Zongtie is a master disciple of the Zong family, and the alchemy of the Zong family is inherited from the overseas Honghuang Gate, and I believe that the things refined by the Honghuang Gate are what every monk dreams of. Ye Chen continued.

Honghuangmen, is one of the world's five major immortal cultivation holy places, has been inherited for tens of millions of years, the sect is far beyond the East China Sea, and is famous for refining weapons in ten directions.

And the Zong family is also famous in the entire Great Qin Dynasty, and it is a well-known refining family.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestor of the Zong family was a high-ranking disciple of the Honghuang Gate, and his cultivation has reached the legendary Jindan realm, and then he left the Honghuang Gate and spread out in the Great Qin Dynasty, laying a foundation and inheriting it to this day.

"Brother Ye is so frank with each other, where do I have any reason to refuse. Besides, if I don't even have the courage to do this, what kind of immortal will I cultivate! This time, even if I owe you a favor!"

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Yu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he took the long knife and weighed it in his hand.

Looking at his actions, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth lifted, revealing a sincere smile.

"Master Zongtie doesn't like to name objects, so this knife doesn't have a name yet. However, I think that if a sword is a hero, if it doesn't have a name, how can it be considered a sword? In my opinion, Brother Lin is so powerful, he should give a name, so that this knife will be as famous as you. ”

"Oh?

Lin Yu smiled lightly, noncommittal, one hand caressing the light and thin blade of the long knife, and his expression gradually became a little melancholy.

A figure that was almost forgotten by him suddenly appeared in his mind, and Lin Yu's heart suddenly felt an indescribable pain, like being cut by a knife.

Memories are like knives.

In his previous life, as the first person in the supreme martial arts, he had emperor-like achievements and emperor-like loneliness.

It's cold in the heights.

There is only one person, from childhood to adulthood, from beginning to end, always by his side, never abandoned, and never had the luxury of long-lasting.

And he is obsessed with the pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts, and he clearly understands the girl's mind, but he never agrees, and even treats him coldly and ignores it.

Until the last moment of her life, the girl did not leave, and it was also at that moment that Lin Yu realized that she had made too many mistakes and lived up to too much.

It's a pity that in the past and present lives, the past has been borrowed, and everything has disappeared and ceased to exist.

The only thing left is a flood of memories.

Lin Yu still clearly remembered that the girl's favorite was this kind of knife as thin as a cicada's wings.

All along, he didn't understand how a quiet girl could like this kind of killing weapon, and whenever he asked, the girl would innocently reply: "I like this knife, because it can protect you from those bad guys!"

Thoughts are like knives.

Lin Yu felt a suffocating pain in his heart.

"The blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, so it's called a cicada wing knife......"