Swing the sword tens of millions, crack the stone and destroy the mountain.

Lin Shen sat in the carriage, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Is it still repaired?

"Hehe, swing a sword ten million, crack the stone and destroy the mountain."

"Brother Han, I have made up so much determination to never hold a sword again, you, why do you ......" Lin Shen looked at the long sword in front of him and gently closed his eyes.

His hands, clutching the reins tightly, their knuckles white and trembling slightly.

"Lin Chongxiao asked me to come."

"His remnant soul is in this sword."

Han Muye directly handed the hilt of the long sword to Lin Shen.

Lin Shen's eyes opened suddenly, and he looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

"You, you, really?"

Han Muye didn't speak, just a sword qi poured into the sword body.

Above the long sword, there was a loud roar.

Whether it was Lin Shen or Lin Yuxia not far away, they all trembled, and a kind of induction of the blood of their relatives arose.

"Big Brother ......"

Lin Yuxia burst into tears.

Lin Shen raised his hand tremblingly and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

An indescribable aura enveloped him, his eyes widened, and a "gurgling" disordered speech came out of his mouth.

Han Muye held the scabbard in his hand, and the sword qi slowly poured into the long sword.

Lin Shen, who was holding the hilt of the sword, slowly changed his complexion.

Sadness.

Kick oneself.

Glad.

Hesitate.

Lin Yuxia, who slowly walked closer, didn't dare to make a sound, and looked at Lin Shen quietly, as well as the long sword held in Lin Shen's palm.

Half an hour later, Lin Shen was shocked, and then reluctantly let go of the hilt of the sword.

Han Muye stopped infusing sword qi.

Lin Shen, who was sitting on the side of the carriage, suddenly jumped down.

"Without Brother Han's action, the remnant soul of the eldest brother will be silent in the sword, and there will never be a day."

As he spoke, he fell to his knees with a "bang" and touched his head to the ground.

Lin Yuxia, who was beside him, bit her lip and was about to kneel to the ground.

Han Muye sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to support Lin Shen's arm, and then said: "Sect Leader Lin, if I hadn't said much, you might not have given up the cultivation method of wielding a sword for tens of thousands, maybe there would be a chance to meet Brother Ling." ”

He is willing to help Lin Shen, because this person is loyal and pure-hearted, and he also blames himself for breaking Lin Shen's heart with a sentence before.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to help, and Lin Shen and Lin Yuxia got up.

Handing the long sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye said softly: "Sect Leader Lin, take back this sword." ”

In this sword, there is Lin Chongxiao's remnant soul remaining.

Lin Shen didn't know.

Now I know that I am definitely not willing to return to the Sword Pavilion.

Lin Shen glanced at Han Muye gratefully, then stretched out his hands, carefully took the long sword, and hugged it tightly.

After sending the sword, Han Muye smiled and said, "Sect Leader Lin, are you still leaving?" ”

Lin Shen grinned and said, "Don't go." ”

He looked up at the mountain gate of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, his face was much more relaxed, and there was a hint of longing.

Han Muye nodded and said with a smile: "That's good." ”

"I'll go back to the Sword Pavilion first, and when will we drink together."

After speaking, he glanced at Lin Yuxia beside Lin Shen, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Fairy Lin, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold your nephew for a while." ”

After saying that, he laughed and turned to leave.

"This, Senior Brother Han, it's so special......" Looking at Han Muye's back, Lin Yuxia whispered in a low voice.

"Special?" Lin Shen held the sword, and his eyes were shining.

"It's not just special."

On him, the previous decadence was swept away, and there was a lot of indescribable pride.

Turning his hand to carry the long sword to his back, he laughed and looked at Lin Yuxia: "Little sister, although Brother Han is a sword watcher in the Sword Pavilion, the realm of sword dao is absolutely unimaginable. ”

"The eldest brother said that he was a kendo cultivator who was a Tongtian."

Hearing Lin Shen's words, Lin Yuxia couldn't help but look at the long sword behind Lin Shen's back, and in this sword, there was the remnant soul of the eldest brother Lin Chongxiao.

"Little sister, if you are interested, I will help you match with Brother Han?" Lin Shen smiled and winked at Lin Yuxia.

Lin Yuxia's face turned red, thinking that Han Muye and Bai Suzhen had an absolutely close relationship, the so-called friend husband, you can't be bullied, so she hurriedly said: "Second brother, what are you talking nonsense?" ”

Then she looked at Lin Shen Zhengse and said, "Second brother, since you don't go, what should you do on the path of cultivation in the future?" ”

Lin Shen has been stumbling for ten years, wielding tens of millions of swords, and abandoning his own cultivation.

Even if I rebuild it now, I don't know if there will be a chance.

Practicing this kind of thing is to compete with the heavens, and if you lose a glimmer of opportunity, it will be difficult to practice well.

"Big brother give me two ways to go."

Lin Shen's gaze turned to the distant direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"The first way, go to Sanshizhai to ask for the master, the master will definitely help me for the sake of the eldest brother's face, I will re-cultivate the body, and it can be achieved in three years."

"Second Way ......"

Lin Shen bowed his head slightly, and then said: "Swing the sword ten million, crack the stone and destroy the mountain." ”

Lin Yuxia was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Then second brother, go and visit Uncle Tuoba, Uncle Tuoba's face is cold and warm, he will definitely ......"

Before she finished speaking, she had already seen the smile on Lin Shen's face.

"Little sister, you know how I will choose the second brother, right."

Lin Yuxia stomped her feet and said, "Second brother, what are you still doing with this slim method?" It's going around and around, isn't it going back? ”

Lin Shen shook his head and smiled, "It's different." ”

"Now that I have the guidance of my eldest brother and the advice of Brother Han, I can naturally cultivate."

Lin Yuxia was stunned for a moment, and saw Lin Shen pulling the reins and turning towards the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

"I've thought about it, quit my errand as an outsider, and go to the Sword Pavilion to be a sword protector."

"In the future, I will be in the Sword Pavilion, close to Brother Han, if you are interested, you can often come to the Sword Pavilion."

Go to the Sword Pavilion and be a sword protector?

In the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, is there still a sword protector?

A trace of confusion flashed on Lin Yuxia's face.

"Intentionally?"

"I wouldn't mean to......"

"By the way, it turns out that he is the one who broke the second brother's Dao heart? This guy is hiding deeply, next time, hum ......"

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Sending the sword to Lin Shen, when Han Muye returned to the Sword Pavilion, he felt relaxed.

There's a kind of comfort in the dark.

He could feel the joy of those sword intents in the sea of qi, as well as those sword intents slowly passing through the tendons of the dantian, and they were also much more docile.

It seems that these sword intent sword qi are all extremely sensual cuties.

It would be nice if the sword qi absorbed could be so gentle when condensing the sword bones.

The taste of scraping bones and muscles is really uncomfortable.

When he returned to the door of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye was slightly stunned.

Huang Lao Liu, with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the stone steps, and beside him was a female cultivator in a goose yellow robe.

Sixth sister-in-law?

Han Muye coughed lightly.

Huang Lao Liu and the female cultivator both turned around.

"I've seen Senior Brother." Han Muye saluted Huang Lao Liu very solemnly and respectfully, and then bowed his hand to the female cultivator: "I've seen Six-"

"Lu Qingping, Senior Brother Han, just call her Senior Sister Lu." Huang Lao Liu hurriedly spoke.

Han Muzhi was funny in his heart.

This guy has a thief's heart but no guts, and when he was behind his back, he was "Sister Ping" and "Sixth Sister-in-law", and he was really face-to-face, but he was so angry.

"I've seen Senior Sister Lu."

Han Muye said.

The female cultivator in the goose yellow shirt chuckled and raised her hand to return the salute: "This is what Brother Zhenxiong said, Brother Han, who is very skilled?" ”

The nun is not the kind of pretty, but she is gentle between her eyebrows and eyes.

Huang Lao Liu stood aside and laughed, as if the wrinkles on his face had stretched a lot at this moment.

"Sixth brother, why don't you invite Senior Sister Lu in to sit down?" Han Muye looked at Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Laoliu's face turned pale, and he shook his head and said: "The rules of the Sword Pavilion are that you are not allowed to enter unless you have a sword. ”

"What's more, Senior Sister Lu is not a member of my Nine Xuan Sword Sect, let alone breaking the rules."