After considering being able to see the power of a fourth-order great sword master, Ling Yun finally decided to go to the family.

The Fourth-Order Great Sword Master has been able to control the free energy around his body in a small area, so as to achieve the effect of repelling the enemy with the help of the power of heaven and earth, which is extremely similar to the spiritual consciousness born after the sword cultivator condenses the sword soul. Vaguely, Ling Yun could estimate that when he condensed the sword soul, he would enter the fourth-order Great Sword Master!

Accompanied by many sword masters, Ling Yun came to the capital temple. Everyone wanted to see what kind of additional gifts an eighteen-year-old second-order sword master could receive from the gods.

When the priest of the temple learned the purpose of the group, he took Ling Yun to the altar and began the ritual of praying for divine grace.

As these priests prayed, Ling Yun suddenly frowned, and he keenly discovered a magical power from these people, although this power was different from the power of luck he had encountered in his lifetime, but it was vaguely related. What the connection was was beyond his current understanding of what he had seen.

Under the influence of this mysterious force, a kind of heartfelt reverence was born in the hearts of all people, and they unconsciously joined the procession of chanting and became a member of the prayer people. Even if they were as strong as the third-order swordsman Roman and Lin Feng, they still unreservedly worshiped the piety in the depths of their souls, as if being able to participate in this kind of prayer ceremony was the greatest blessing in their lives.

As the number of people praying increased, the condensation speed of the mysterious energy suddenly accelerated, converging on the altar to form a huge pillar of light that rushed to the top.

On that bustling and complex ceiling, a magical and mysterious formation exuded a black hole-like devouring aura, absorbing all the mysterious energy, gradually forming a piece of light that almost tore the space apart.

With enough energy, a huge pillar of light instantly shot out from the black hole, enveloping Ling Yun's body in the blink of an eye.

Instantly, absolutely instantly!

Ling Yun couldn't catch the trajectory of this pillar of light at all, he only felt that its light was so fast—it shot out, and it had enveloped his whole body, as if ignoring the obstacles of space. At this speed that can be called teleportation, Ling Yunbu's little trick seemed so small that it was far inferior to the snail's running.

"Zheng!"

A soft sound woke up Ling Yun's shock in absolute speed, and he suddenly looked back, only to find that the ground around him had been firmly inserted into a gleaming sword and an inherently extraordinary divine book.

"How did these two things come about!?" Ling Yunzhi felt a trace of cold sweat appear on his body—this was the natural reaction of human beings to the crisis and fear of the unknown.

Unlike the vast majority of people in this world, who worship and believe in the gods from the heart, Ling Yun's understanding of the gods and spirits in this world is only at the stage of cultivators on the earth, and no matter how clever he is, he is nothing more than an immortal who has crossed the tribulation and ascended.

For these strong people who have been cultivated by human beings, although he is respectful in his heart, he will never have thoughts of worship and faith. Even that trace of respect is just the instinct of any sword cultivator for the strong.

But the people in this world are different, they think that the gods are omnipotent, that their civilization is all guided by the gods, and that human beings have come to this day without the great grace of the gods. In this state of mind, no matter how powerful the gods are, no matter how incredible things they do, they still take it for granted.

After all, it was a god, how could a mere mortal understand the act of a god?

Ling Yun restrained his agitated state of mind, smiled bitterly and put away the book of gods and the sword given by the gods, and smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart: "I can only be regarded as a small and small character now, and even in front of the peak powerhouse of the human race, the ninth-order sword master, I am as weak as an ant. Isn't it too self-sufficient to comprehend the actions of the gods in this point of cultivation? ”

It is a taboo for cultivators.

That divine light had long since disappeared with the sword and the divine texts. The formation on the ceiling also immersed itself and returned to its original appearance.

Ling Yun shook his head and walked off the altar.

Generally, after receiving the divine grace, the swordsman naturally has to check how many honorary and meritorious rewards he has received, so as to calculate what kind of magical items he can exchange for the stay. But at this moment, Ling Yun no longer had this kind of mood, and after politely thanking several priests, he directly greeted a few people to leave.

Roman glanced at the sword in Ling Yun's hand, and said with some envy: "Judging from the color and luster of this sword, it is at least a third-order legendary-level sword...... However, an eighteen-year-old second-order sword master is simply rare in the world...... The gods have always been generous with the rewards of geniuses among geniuses, and maybe this time the reward is an epic sword. ”

Lin Feng wasn't so sure. Although it is rare to reach the second order of swordsmen before the age of twenty, it is not impossible. In the Heisen Empire, one appears almost every few decades. As for those seventh- and eighth-level civilizations, the frequency of their appearance is even more frequent. If you can get the reward of epic equipment if you are promoted to a second-order sword master between the ages of twenty, then the epic equipment of those seventh- and eighth-level civilizations will definitely not be so rare. However, it is certain that Ling Yun's legendary level sword rank will definitely not be too low!

Out of the temple, Ling Yun walked in the front without saying a word.

After knowing the surname of the Lingyun cultivator, everyone didn't bother, and they were discussing the grade of the sword just now.

As time passed, Ling Yun had gradually come out of the unpredictable shock of the gods. After all, it was a powerhouse equivalent to the level of an immortal, and he, a kid who had just entered the door of sword cultivation, what could he do to compete with others?

Thinking of this, Ling Yun felt a little better in his heart, but he also saw his cultivation direction clearly: "The immortals on the earth have been reduced to legends, even those who are the hosts of the ancient temples and Taoist temples are also taboo about the talk of immortals and Buddhas, and they dare not make a conclusion that they do exist." However, the planet ......"

An inexplicable divine light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and he regained the precipitated fighting spirit in his heart: "Cultivation is endless! Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!" Now that I am about to reach the critical period of condensing the sword soul, I urgently need the experience of my predecessors to refer to the experience of my predecessors and break through the realm as quickly as possible. Since the Lin family's total family has several fourth-order great sword masters, and the great elder Lin Tianwei's own strength has reached the fifth order, if he doesn't take advantage of the opportunity, wouldn't he be sorry for this background. ”

Thinking of this, Ling Yun stopped and said to Lin Feng behind him: "Lin Feng Envoy, now that the reward of the Temple has been collected, let's leave for the Haisen Empire." ”

Lin Feng nodded immediately, he naturally wished that Ling Yun would be as fast as possible: "Just wait for Your Excellency Lin Cheng, we can set off at any time." ”

Although Lin Yang had a strange feeling for this son, he instinctively said: "You left so soon, you haven't even entered the house yet." ”

Lin Xue beside him also followed: "Yes, brother, at least stay at home for a few days before leaving." ”

Zi Hao originally wanted to leave Ling Yun behind, so that he could have a good relationship with him in these days, but before he could speak, Ling Yun had already waved his hand and said: "I believe that it won't be long before we can meet in the Haisen Empire, and it will not be too late to meet again when the time comes." ”

Lin Feng immediately nodded and said, "I will leave two patrol warships to assist Deacon Lin Yang in the matter of relocating, and after you pack up, you can go to the family territory, I believe it won't be long before you can see each other again." ”

Seeing that Lin Feng was going to take all the people of the Lin family away, Zi Hao couldn't help but feel a little anxious, the matter of the Dezhi Empire had not been resolved yet. What if they leave and the Dezhi Empire makes a comeback? He hurriedly said to Lin Yang euphemistically: "Marquis Lin Yang, why are you in such a hurry? Your family has lived here for many years, and they are not in a hurry. Why don't you wait for His Excellency Lin Cheng to stabilize over there before going over together?"

How could Lin Feng not understand what Zi Hao meant by keeping Lin Yang? He glanced at Zi Hao indifferently and said, "I will let Xiao Ye go to the Dezhi Empire and order them to compensate you for the war losses." As for how to compensate, you can discuss it with Xiao Ye yourself. However, I hope you can get things done before Marquis Lin Yang and the others clean up. ”

When Zi Hao heard this, he immediately nodded again and again.

With the children of the sixth-level civilization Lin family coming forward in person, what else is there to say? Even if the other party is just an ordinary member of the Lin family, the Dezhi Empire will definitely not dare to say a word. When the time comes, don't you want to mention those conditions?

After the matter was arranged, Lin Feng hinted to the other person, "Assist the deacon." ”

That person immediately understood that this was giving himself a chance to cling to this emerging force, and immediately nodded in understanding, and said gratefully in his heart: "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely not let my lord down in this matter." ”

Lin Feng replied and said to Lin Yang again: "Lord Deacon, then we will leave first." See you in the family instead. ”

"Okay, goodbye family. Lin Yang nodded, glanced at Lin Cheng, who looked a little cold, again, and watched them walk towards the battleship at the palace square.

(Writing about those gods too early may affect the foreshadowing later, so this chapter is written more simply.) At the beginning of the next chapter, the sixth-level civilization will officially begin, and Lingyun will also begin to contact the core of this world!

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