Chapter 191: The Way of Creation
"I can't imagine that the long-lost Dragon Shadow Sword Technique is hidden here. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lin Yun showed a wry smile on his face, when the nine divine dragons entered Lin Yun's body before, they also brought out a series of information, and this information turned out to be the Sword Gate Supreme Peerless Technique-Dragon Shadow Sword Technique.
The information that entered Lin Yun's mind was like Lin Yun's memory, deeply imprinted in Lin Yun's mind, but just now because of the severe pain, he didn't have the heart to open these memories, and now when he looked at it, his heart suddenly shook greatly.
Although Lin Yun was surprised, he had a bitter face, although he had obtained the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique, but if he wanted to practice this technique, he needed at least the Yin Yang Xuandan Realm, and the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique needed a Dragon Shadow Sword.
This Dragon Shadow Sword is just a title, as long as a sword made of good materials is put into the scabbard, and after the scabbard is conceived, it is the Dragon Shadow Sword. Therefore, the sword with this cyan scabbard is worthy of the title of Dragon Shadow Sword.
The materials for refining the Dragon Shadow Sword require at least the materials for refining the Heavenly Rank Treasure Weapon, and the better it is, the more it can exert the power of the Dragon Shadow Sword, thinking of this, Lin Yun smiled even more bitterly, the materials for refining the Heavenly Rank Treasure Weapon are already very rare, and it is also the minimum standard for refining the Dragon Shadow Sword, which makes Lin Yun feel depressed in his heart.
Although he has the highest peerless Dragon Shadow Sword Technique of the Sword Gate, it is of no use to Lin Yun at this stage, after all, to cultivate this sword technique, you need to be above the Yin Yang Xuandan, and you also have to find good materials by yourself to refine the Dragon Shadow Sword, which is naturally difficult.
Once the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique is cultivated, it is naturally amazingly powerful, and the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique is not only a sword technique to attack the opponent, but also can form a sword shield, as well as a swimming dragon body, a divine dragon constantly swims around the body, and the wind is incomparable.
In addition to these, there is also a trick that Lin Yun is looking forward to even more - the Nine Dragons Sword Formation.
Sword formations often require multiple people to join forces before they can be deployed, but if you cultivate the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique to the fullest, you can use the power of one person to lay down the sword formation, and use the edge of the sword formation to strangle the enemy.
Thinking of this kind of powerful skill, Lin Yun was excited, but thinking of the harsh cultivation conditions, Lin Yun was troubled for a while, and finally Lin Yun simply didn't think much about it, and put this cyan scabbard into the Sumeru ring.
After putting the cyan scabbard into the Sumeru ring, the room immediately darkened, and the altar that was originally surrounded by the gods became bland because of the lack of scabbards. Moreover, Lin Yun finally knew why the swords in the other rooms on the second floor of the entire Sword Pavilion had become scrap iron, because all the swords enshrined in the other rooms had been absorbed by this scabbard and turned into a pile of scrap iron.
"It's time to go to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion!" Lin Yun glanced around, turned around and walked towards the door.
On the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, although there are a large number of swords, but because of the cyan scabbard, these swords have become broken copper and iron, and they have lost their original effect.
According to the information provided by Qin Shuang, the second floor of the Sword Pavilion is the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the third floor should be the Hidden Gong Pavilion, and the third floor is all all kinds of exercises, and Lin Yun is naturally very interested in these exercises.
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Just when Lin Yun Jiulong turned into a vein and got the cyan scabbard, hundreds of thousands of miles away in the capital of the Great Zhou, northwest of the palace, on the viewing platform, an old man wearing a sky blue robe and sitting cross-legged seemed to sense something, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked eastward, this look seemed to be able to cross a long distance and look in the direction of the Sword Pavilion.
This old man in Taoist robes is none other than the old man of the Great Zhou Empire, who is also the Taoist master of the Great Zhou Empire.
Although the old man is called the old man, he is not the founder of the Dao of Creation, but only the 181st generation of the leader of the Dao of Creation, and the person who becomes the leader of the sect is called the old man of creation.
The Dao of Creation has a long history, and the great sect that has existed for tens of thousands of years was also an existence at the level of the Holy Land 30,000 years ago, and it was also one of the five sects of the Daomen at that time, and it was as famous as the Taishang Dao.
The Dao of Creation is based on deduction and calculation, relying on secret techniques, you can peep into the heavens, so as to reverse the fate, change your life against the sky, and even predict the future during the most prosperous period of the Dao of Creation.
However, it is precisely because of the private change of luck of the Dao of Creation, the leakage of heavenly opportunities, and the disobedience of the sky, so the masters of the Dao of Creation and Transformation have died early, of course, this early death is relative to the martial artists of the same level, the masters of the Dao of Creation are all old monsters of the Nirvana Realm, and their longevity can reach five hundred years old, and even some strong Nirvana Realm powerhouses can live to thousands of years old and become veritable thousand-year-old monsters.
Because the Taoist masters of creation can peep into the heavens, no one has ever been killed, all of them have died at the end of their lives, even so, none of the Taoist masters of the past generations have lived to be three hundred years old, and some even sat down before they were two hundred years old.
"Dialects!" The old man stared at the east for a moment, then suddenly stood up and turned his head to look at a young disciple behind him.
"Master, the disciple is here!" the young man called the dialect stepped forward and replied loudly.
"Go and invite the saint to come here, the old man has something important to discuss!" The old man frowned, as if something big had happened, and he was a little unsure of his big master.
"Obey! Disciple retires!" Fang Yan bowed, slowly exited the rooftop, and then walked down the steps towards the Purple Light Hall of the Imperial Palace.
After the old man gave instructions to his disciples, he turned around and walked to the white marble table in the center of the rooftop, the white marble table was round, and a gossip bronze mirror was placed on it, this gossip bronze mirror was very large, almost the same as the tabletop.
The gossip bronze mirror presents a regular octagonal shape, which is densely engraved with countless block letters, including the ugly and ugly characters, as well as the east and west, north and south, and countless characters that cannot be understood, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.
The center of the Bagua bronze mirror is a palm-sized round mirror, there is a cyan glow circulating on this mirror, if you look carefully at the mirror, you will find that the picture inside the mirror is not the sky of the shadow, but an inexplicable picture.
The old man of Creation bowed slightly and looked at the bronze mirror, stretched out his hands, and pressed and held down several characters on the Bagua mirror, and then turned his hands, and the characters in the Bagua Bronze Mirror also began to rotate according to a certain law.
After a moment, the old man slowly straightened up, looking into the distance, his brows furrowed.
"National Teacher!" Just when the old man was stunned, a soft voice sounded in his ears, although the voice was very soft, but it revealed a calm and domineering spirit.
Hearing this, the old man quickly came back to his senses, turned around and bowed his hand slightly, and said in a respectful tone: "I've seen it, my emperor!"
In front of the old man, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, a crown, and a majestic face stood upright, it was the third emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, Zhou Xuanzong - Yang Cheng.
"The national teacher called the widow to come today, I don't know what is going on?" Yang Cheng slowly raised his hand and helped up the old man who bowed and saluted, Yang Cheng was very respectful of the old man in front of him, but the other party could peek into the heavens and see through the genius of a country's luck.