(Before they knew it, the three of them had come to a simple and solemn building to stand still.)

Ling Qingyan looked at the magnificent building in front of him and couldn't help but light up. The building in front of him was very different from the buildings seen earlier, and it was somewhat similar to the ancient palace in the Eastern Kingdom where Ling Qingyan lived in his previous life.

Directly above the roof, I saw two strange creatures carved with heads and tails and tail joints, intermingled. The tiles with some traces of history in the simplicity seem to tell the vicissitudes and desolation of it.

Looking down, Ling Qingyan's eyes suddenly froze. Above the main entrance, on a square and heavy plaque, three words are carved on the dragon and phoenix dance-

Sword Howling Pavilion!

The reason why Ling Qingyan was stunned was not because the calligraphy of these three characters was wonderful, but because when he suddenly saw these three words earlier, the consciousness in the sea of consciousness shook for a while, and it became a little uncontrollable by him.

Ling Qingyan was stunned, the three words "Sword Pavilion" on this strange plaque seemed to contain an inexplicable power, and at the same time as his gaze converged, it directly and forcefully rushed into his sea of consciousness.

"Ling boy!"

"Brother Qingyan!"

Two light drinks with a little care suddenly sounded from Ling Qingyan's side. Ling Qingyan came back to his senses at this time, but at the same time, his heart was full of doubts.

While following Fan Yiran's footsteps in the novel, Ling Qingyan released his consciousness with some disbelief and extended directly towards the plaque that was getting closer and closer......

"How so?!"

The moment Ling Qingyan touched the plaque in his consciousness, he only felt like a stone sinking into the sea, and the plaque didn't have the slightest reaction at all, he couldn't help but feel incredulous, and for a while he thought that he was wrong just now, "Perhaps, I hallucinated just now, how can this 'word' contain power......

.........

The sky was full of fiery red, and there seemed to be many strange scorching elements in the air, which swept through the many long swords of different shapes inserted between the earth.

The world of swords, this world full of fiery red, there is only a scorching breath, and the unsheathed long sword on the ground.

The many long swords seemed to be arranged in a regular row, closing towards the middle range, and you could clearly feel that the more long swords inside, the more people could feel the sharpness and sharpness in between.

And in this fiery red space full of scorching atmosphere, in an inconspicuous corner, a slightly lean figure was sitting.

The long black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and he could vaguely see the man's bearded chin, and the man was sitting there like this, and it seemed so compatible and natural with this space, and the man seemed to have been sitting like this for an unknown amount of time.

In front of the man was a fiery red sword-like object, which would have been instantly recognizable by a blacksmith as a sword embryo, the main material for forging swords.

"This little guy is interesting......

When Ling Qingyan manipulated his consciousness to extend to the three words "Sword Screaming Pavilion" on the plaque, the lean man sitting cross-legged on the ground, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a hot fiery red streamer suddenly erupted from it, falling straight on the sword embryo in front of him......

The appearance of the sword embryo flashed and then faded away, as if it had never changed.

As if after endless vicissitudes, the slightly hoarse voice made the air in this space stagnate, especially the many long swords inserted in the open space in the middle were shaking, as if they had been stimulated by something.

From beginning to end, the facial expression of the lean man has not changed in the slightest, and there are no waves between the eyes of a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pool. Glancing casually at the sword embryo in front of him, the lean man closed his eyes again......

The atmosphere returned as if nothing had happened before.

.........

"You go and ask the sect master, and you will say that the sword elder asks to see you!"

With Ling Qingyan and the two of them, Fan resolutely stood still in front of the door of this hall and said to a disciple next to the door.

"Yes!"

The expression of the inner disciple who guarded the door did not change, and he left in response.

At this time, Ling Qingyan and the three of them also slowly walked into the main hall.

The three of them stood like this, and although there were several chairs and stools on either side, none of them sat down. Ling Qingyan looked at the design in the hall and couldn't help nodding secretly, this "Sword Pavilion" should be similar to his own Ling family's "Council Hall".

Ling Qingyan found that since he entered here, the atmosphere had changed slightly, but purely by feeling, Ling Qingyan couldn't say anything about it.

"Brother Qingyan, my master is very gentle, don't be nervous later. ”

Looking at Ling Qingyan, who was looking left and right, Liu Yanran thought that she was actually nervous because she was about to see her master, and couldn't help but comfort her softly.

Ling Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to respond for a while, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. He is also a person who has experienced two lives, how could he be shocked by such a scene, Ling Qingyan is confident, even if the legendary venerable martial artist stands in front of him, as long as the venerable martial artist does not deliberately release pressure on him, he will not be the slightest nervous.

Seeing Ling Qingyan's expression, Liu Yanran thought that Ling Qingyan was acquiescing, frowned slightly, and changed the topic: "Brother Qingyan, in two days, you will be getting started...... In the future, should I continue to call you Brother Qingyan, or should I call you Senior Brother?"

"Well," Ling Qingyan, who had never come back to her senses, heard Liu Yanran's words again, but she didn't know how to answer.

"Yanran girl is back?"

Fortunately, only in an instant, a slightly thick voice came from the inside, successfully resolving Ling Qingyan's embarrassment and diverting the attention of the three people present.

As soon as the words fell, an old man in a cyan robe with a hairpin between his long gray hair slowly walked out from behind the screen.

The old man's cheeks were resolute, like a knife, and the vicissitudes of time did not seem to have left the slightest trace in them, and a pair of thick white sword eyebrows showed the old man's extraordinary.

"Master!"

At the moment when the figure appeared, Ling Qingyan only felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing, and then a slender figure pounced directly on the old man, it was Liu Yanran.

"Haha! Yanran has only been out for a few days, and she misses her master? Okay, you girl, how old are you now, and you are still dying with a child. ”

The old man gently patted Liu Yanran's back, and his voice was full of kindness. If the sect masters of other sects saw the old man like this, they would inevitably be shocked, is this still the ruthless and ruthless sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, "Lian Jun", who has no life under the sword?

"Sect Master. ”

Looking at the old man, the sword-wielding elder Fan Yiran also bowed slightly at this time. Although the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect was his junior disciple, when there was a third person present, he always called him "Sect Master".

After Ling Qingyan greeted the Heavenly Sword Sect Sect Master with the Sword Elder, he also stepped forward slowly and bowed, "Senior Ling Qingyan, I have seen the Heavenly Sword Sect Master. ”

Looking at the young man who was not far away and was not humble or arrogant, Lian Jun couldn't help nodding secretly, and secretly praised the eyes of his junior brother in his heart, "I didn't expect that Moyun City, which is far away, can produce a young talent like you." ”

Ling Qingyan was not at all surprised that the Heavenly Sword Sect Sect Master knew his identity, if he didn't know his identity, he would feel strange.