("The food of the Heavenly Sword Sect is not bad!")

Ling Qingyan patted her stomach lightly and walked out of the courtyard slowly.

It has been three days since he came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and in the past three days, Ling Qingyan has almost visited the inner gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and basically understands the terrain in this inner gate. In the past three days, Ling Qingyan also met some of the inner disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect successively, compared to the "Wen Yi" he met when he first came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, the other inner disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were simple and very kind.

However, since that day, Liu Yanran has never come to find Ling Qingyan again, and Ling Qingyan has been hanging out alone for the past three days, which makes Ling Qingyan feel a lot quieter, but also a little unaccustomed.

After all, a few days ago, in addition to sleeping and resting, Liu Yanran was almost always with him. Although he knew that Liu Yanran was like this because of the thin man, Ling Qingyan was not very worried in his heart.

After all, getting along these days has made Ling Qingyan have a certain understanding of Liu Yanran's personality, and he has the memory of his previous life, so he knows that Liu Yanran is only for a while, and he can recover after a while.

Just when Ling Qingyan came back yesterday evening, when he was planning whether to go out to go out for a stroll the next day, the sect leader "Lian Jun" and the sword-wielding elder "Fan Yiran" came together, first chatting for a while, and then asked Ling Qingyan to go to the Sword Xiao Pavilion after breakfast the next day.

Therefore, after Ling Qingyan finished eating this morning, he walked to the Sword Xiao Pavilion to read the novel [y][b][d][u]. In his heart, this time the sect master and the sword elder looked for him, it should be a matter for him to worship the sword elder as a teacher, after all, he had also been in the Heavenly Sword Sect for several days.

Although he was a human in two lives, Ling Qingyan had never had this experience in his previous life...... Apprenticeship, for him, it's really the first time that a big girl gets on a sedan chair.

After walking through a few small paths, and after greeting each other with a few inner disciples, Ling Qingyan also came to this Sword Xiao Pavilion for the second time. Casually glancing at the plaque hanging high, seeing that there was no special "Sword Pavilion", Ling Qingyan was also a little uncertain in his heart at this time. Could it be that the other day was really a hallucination?

Coming to the door of the Sword Xiao Pavilion, Ling Qingyan saw at a glance that the sect master "Lian Jun" was already standing inside. At this time, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect was looking up at an ancient painting on the wall, and his tall back looked a little unfathomable in Ling Qingyan's eyes.

"You're here. ”

As soon as Ling Qingyan crossed the threshold and entered the Sword Screaming Pavilion, Lian Jun's voice came over like a misty voice, as if he had eyes behind his back.

"Sect Master," Ling Qingyan also came behind Lian Jun at this time, but his eyes followed Lian Jun's gaze and converged on the ancient painting on the wall in front of him.

I don't know what material the ancient painting is made of, as if it has gone through countless vicissitudes, Ling Qingyan only glanced at it, and felt that there seemed to be an ancient atmosphere in the painting. This was not what surprised Ling Qingyan, what surprised Ling Qingyan the most was the man standing proudly on the top of the mountain in the painting.

The man was dressed in a flowing robe, his long hair floated automatically without wind, and he looked sideways at the boundless sky in the painting, his right hand stretched out straight, holding a simple long sword tightly, and pointing at the cliff at his feet at a forty-five degree angle.

Proud, lonely, vicissitudes.

This was Ling Qingyan's first impression when she saw the man in the painting. At the same time, Ling Qingyan was also puzzled in his heart, who was the man in this painting? Could it be that he was the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Sect Master, this painting ......"

With doubts, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but look at Lian Jun beside him and asked.

"This painting is said to have been painted by the first sect master of my Heavenly Sword Sect," Lian Jun was not surprised when he saw the incredulity between Ling Qingyan's eyes, and continued: "However, no one knows if the man in this painting is the old ancestor himself. ”

Ling Qingyan was silent, he never expected that this painting would be handed down thousands of years ago, this was placed in the previous life, it was definitely an antique among antiques, a treasure among treasures. For a while, a strange thought popped up in Ling Qingyan's heart, if this painting was sold for the previous life, how much would it be able to sell for?

If Ling Qingyan's idea was known to Lian Jun next to him, Lian Jun would definitely shoot to death this person who dared to desecrate the handwriting of his ancestors as soon as possible.

"Let's go, take you somewhere. ”

I don't know when, Lian Jun has already come to the door of the Sword Xiao Pavilion, and the voice is ethereal again. When Ling Qingyan heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he still followed.

The more he followed Sect Master Lian Jun, the deeper the doubts between Ling Qingyan's eyes became, because Ling Qingyan only felt that the path the two of them were taking at this time had become more and more remote, and they had unconsciously come to the back peak of Tianxian Peak.

The back peak of the Tianwei Peak is almost close to the peak of the Tianwei Peak that stands like a long sword, where the clouds and mist are entangled all the year round, and the grass does not grow, all of which are tough rocks left over from countless winds and rains, which are black and shiny. Even, walking on this mountain path, few people dare to look down, because there is already an abyss of thousands of feet below.

At this time, Ling Qingyan followed Lian Jun and walked on this mountain trail, but he couldn't help but look down, although the expression on his face had not changed, but he felt a little chill in his heart. In such a high place, if you fall, there will be absolutely no bones left!

Lian Jun, who was walking in front, didn't seem to look back, but he never stopped observing Ling Qingyan. At the corner before, the moment the afterglow of his eyes glanced at Ling Qingyan, Lian Jun's cheeks couldn't help but smile.

It is worthy of being the person that the master likes!

For this little junior brother, Lian Jun became more and more satisfied at this time. Although as long as the master speaks, he will never refute Ling Qingyan's identity as a little junior brother, but because of the master's reasons, he recognizes it and his own heart, which are completely two different concepts. As the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Lian Jun was not an arrogant person.

Call!

Approaching the peak of Tianwei Peak, the oncoming mountain wind here is also a little cold, whether it is in the previous life or in this life, Ling Qingyan, who came to such a high place for the first time, couldn't help but shiver when he was blown by this slightly cold mountain wind. At this moment, Ling Qingyan suddenly saw a boulder protruding from the cliff wall in front of him, solemnly engraved with two words-

Forbidden!

The handwriting was vast and powerful, and Ling Qingyan could easily see that these two words were completely caused by the sword qi sweeping. This kind of sword skill is absolutely terrifying, and it can be displayed wantonly on such mountain trails without fear of falling under the cliff. For a while, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but feel great admiration for the person who carved the word "forbidden land".

"These two words were engraved by the first sect master of my Heavenly Sword Sect," Lian Jun looked at the two words with emotion, and continued: "Here, for thousands of years, it has been the forbidden place of my Heavenly Sword Sect, in the sect, except for the sect master, no one is allowed to trespass without permission, once discovered, it will be punished with capital punishment." ”

Lian Jun said that the words that became more and more serious later, whirring in Ling Qingyan's ears.

When Ling Qingyan heard this, he couldn't help but realize that something was wrong. Previously, he thought that this sect master Lian Jun was going to take him to a place to worship the sword elder, but Lian Jun's words at this time completely overturned his thoughts. Just wanted to open his mouth to inquire, but found that he had already followed Lian Jun around a corner and came to a stone protruding from the cliff wall.

The stones underfoot were smooth and intact, apparently deliberately sharpened. At this time, Ling Qingyan didn't care about this, his eyes were already fixed on the stone gate in the cliff in front of him, he couldn't imagine that this kind of cliff actually had a cave in the sky! The two words between the stone gates were exactly the same as the previous handwriting, and they were obviously engraved by the first sect master of the Sword Sect that day with a long sword.

"Sword Shrine!"