The black sword spirit returned to his body, the heavens and the earth returned to calm, and the pure aura flowed down his limbs and hundreds of remains, refining his physique.

"Whew!" Lin Zixuan exhaled a mouthful of milky white turbidity, he suddenly felt refreshed, and all the pain disappeared completely.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt crashing bone crash in his body, and at the same time, a fourfold fluctuation of the Blood Spirit Realm emanated, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, finally breaking through!

"Xuan'er! How is it? Lin Tian looked at that figure, his heart was extremely excited, his child was destined to be born extraordinary.

"Thanks to my father, everything is fine." Lin Zixuan bowed down and clenched his fists, he had been guided by Lin Tian since he was a child, and naturally he was extremely kind and respectful to the latter, in his heart, he was no different from his real father.

"Yes, cultivators are jealous and impetuous, and their will is not strong, you can achieve something, and you are very happy for your father, but you must also cultivate well, don't be proud, by the way, is it famous?" Lin Tian nodded and asked.

"Father, it's called the Dark Demon." Lin Zixuan smiled slightly and explained.

Lin Tian frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said: "Emperor Xuan is the sword of the imperial road, and its edge is not below it, in the name of demons, very good!"

Lin Zixuan smiled knowingly, it seemed that his father also recognized him.

"Young Patriarch, when you summoned the blood spirit, did anything abnormal?" Lin Hu looked at Lin Zixuan, his eyes were full of doubts, in his opinion, the birth of a sword body of this level would definitely be accompanied by a vision.

"Everything works." Lin Zixuan said that of course he would not expose the black and white blood, this is his biggest hole card.

Lin Hu didn't ask much, of course he could see that Lin Zixuan was perfunctory, but everyone has their own secrets, and if they were themselves, they wouldn't tell it.

Lin Tian turned his head to look at the two Lin family disciples who were trembling in the corner, and in his eyes, majesty appeared, and said, "Today's matter, you are not allowed to tell anyone, otherwise, the cultivation will be abolished and the Lin family will be expelled."

When Lin Zixuan summoned him, he used his great mana to isolate this place, and except for the four of them, no one saw it again.

And the two of them also nodded again and again, they were not stupid, they naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, but the shock that Lin Zixuan brought to them today was too huge, so that they couldn't calm down in their hearts for a long time, and even, many years later, they still remembered this incident vividly.

In the sky, a white-haired figure stepped into the air, his eyes were blazing, his face was radiant, and he looked like a master outside the world.

Lin Zixuan looked up, only to feel that a strange power had descended on him, as if he had been seen through by him, and no secret could be hidden from his eyes.

What's even more surprising is that the black and white blood species in Zhihai have already hidden behind the Illusion Demon Dao Mirror, facing forward with the mirror side facing forward, and reflecting a special fluctuation.

"Strange? Why did the Demon Source suddenly disappear? The white-haired old man frowned, with his perception, he could accurately sense the wind and grass anywhere in the empire, let alone a small sunset town?

"Senior, is there something you have to do?" Lin Tian could see that the old man was puzzled, but he didn't say that Lin Zixuan's blood spirit sword body was the sword of the Demon Dao, and the world would punish him! Even if the latter has a good impression of Lin Zhiyu and is kind to the Lin family, it is not necessarily that he will not make a move.

The white-haired old man looked at Lin Tian and the others, and then looked at Lin Zixuan behind him, guessing in his heart: Could it be him?

Immediately, he shook his head again, how could such a domineering and evil demonic aura come from a junior of the Blood Spirit Realm?

Moreover, the demonic qi has an extremely strong infective effect, and a monk who is not in the realm of blood and soul can be easily assimilated by it, but Lin Zixuan's performance is extremely normal, not like a demonic qi controller at all.

The white-haired old man sighed and was about to turn around, but was stopped by a voice, only to see Lin Tian bow down and beg, "Senior, can you teach my son to practice?" He is extremely talented, and he is the dragon son of my Lin family. ”

Lin Zixuan's heart warmed, no matter when, his father would give priority to him, which made him feel extremely happy, perhaps, this is fatherly love.

The white-haired old man swept Lin Zixuan lightly, displeasure appeared on his face, he admired Lin Zhiyu's talent, but it didn't mean that he recognized everyone in the Lin family, he was a peerless overlord with his own majesty!

"The old man is not your Lin family's private teacher, besides, how is he qualified to be an old man's disciple?" The white-haired old man was indifferent, turned his head and left, without looking at the Lin family.

Lin Zixuan looked at Lin Tian's disappointed expression, his heart tightened, he walked over, and comforted: "Father, forget it, I have a master, he is the head of the thirty-sixth room of Tianyuan Academy!"

Lin Hu's breathing was sluggish, and the thirty-sixth room master of Tianyuan Academy, each of them was well-known, and he was not weaker than the Lin family's ancestor.

Lin Tian's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed, and he seemed to be haunted by what had happened before.

Then, he turned his head to look at Lin Zixuan, stroked his head, and said fondly: "Xuan'er, you are very good, but that senior has entered that realm, you are my child, and you have such outstanding talent, of course my father hopes that you can go further and further."

Lin Zixuan's heart trembled fiercely, that realm? His true father seemed to promise him that if he set foot in that realm, he would have the opportunity to meet again.

He looked at Lin Tian's sad face, his heart sank, and a touch of firmness appeared in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Without him, I will definitely be able to."

At this moment, a crisp applause sounded, and when everyone looked over, they saw a handsome and burly body stepping here, and Lin Zixuan's eyes were even more incredulous!

"Isn't he Lin Zhiyu, who is praised by the Lin family as a physical saint? Could it be that he has regained his demeanor?

Lin Zhiyu looked at Lin Zixuan, a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes appeared approving.

"Yes, it's a pity that the physical body is too weak, you practice with me, during this time, I will recast your flesh!"

……

In the backyard of the Lin family, on the martial arts training ground, wooden stakes, stone pillars, boulders and various weapons are arranged in an orderly manner around the field.

Lin Zhiyu stood on the stage, stared at the thin figure below, and said solemnly: "With your strongest strength, bombard the second stone pillar in front of the left!"

Lin Zixuan took a deep breath, Lin Zixuan used his internal force, and suddenly the fist wind whistled, piercing the air, and a surging force of qi and blood exploded.

"Drink!"

Lin Zixuan threw a punch violently, and the fist slammed into the stone pillar like a meteor, only to see that the stone pillar turned into powder in an instant and did not drift away.

Lin Zixuan looked at Lin Tian proudly, as if showing off his achievements.

Lin Zhiyu shook his head, "The posture is wrong, the strength is not enough, the position is not accurate, there are many loopholes, do it again!" ”

Lin Zixuan was speechless, did not resist, bombarded again, sank his waist, tucked his abdomen, and punched, all the movements were like flowing water, which was very beautiful.

But Lin Zhiyu was still dissatisfied, "The speed is not fast, the movements are bells and whistles, there is no sense of strength, if you fight in close combat, you will often be easily hit by people, and if you go to the battlefield, it is tantamount to death!" Lin Zhiyu criticized.

Lin Zixuan had to start all over again, and after hundreds of repeated training, he finally barely reached the standard.

But then, I heard his nightmarish voice.

"5,000 pounds of boulders, 10 kilometers negative, 100 times!!"