After three months of cultivation, the injuries on Ren Xiaoyao's body have basically healed, and the Ice Cold Divine Technique has also been practiced to the second level, and it is estimated that it will be able to recover to the previous level in another two or three months, and I don't know if it is because this world is full of spiritual energy or because this Nine Emperor Prince is more suitable for cultivating the Ice Cold Divine Technique, in short, it is a good thing for Ren Xiaoyao. As for the fact that Ren Yao had lost his memory, the emperor could only accept it, and at the same time brought the news that the five princes had been ambushed, so that he could recuperate with peace of mind and not think too much.

Looking at the back of Emperor Xiao Suo, Ren Xiaoyao's vision became a little blurred, maybe it was better to regard him as his relative, anyway, he was now an orphan without relatives.

At the top of Wuyi, on the cliff, an eighteen-year-old boy waved his sword at will, and the marble more than eight meters high was actually split in half, the corners of this young man's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he was more handsome than Pan An, no, how could Pan An compare with him, how could the fire of fluorescent light compete with Haoyue. If Ren Yaoyao is here, I am afraid that he will be even more amazed, with eyes as bright as stars, a resolute face like a knife, and a set of golden hoops for flowing hair. But it looks even more chic.

"Pap, papa, papa、、、" A burst of applause came from behind the young man, and the young man looked back, it turned out to be a white-haired old man with fairy wind bones, but the magic is that although this old man has silver hair, his face is like a young man of twenty-seven or eight, no one can imagine that he is the world-famous sword god Zhao Lingfeng.

The young man suddenly had a childlike heart, and stabbed at Zhao Lingfeng with his sword without warning, and the sword swayed. Suddenly let the surrounding flying stones come back, the fallen leaves flew, and everything in the world seemed to have lost its color by this earth-shattering sword, Zhao Lingfeng just bowed his head slightly, stretched out two fingers into the air, and saw his two fingers lightly clamped, and the earth-shattering sword suddenly became a good baby, and was caught in his fingertips without moving.

"Yingming, your swordsmanship has improved very quickly, huh, your internal strength has actually broken through the sixth layer, not bad! It's really good, you can reach the realm of a second-rate master at the age of eighteen, and your achievements will never be lower than that of your grandfather in time." ”

The young man who was called wise was originally disappointed that he couldn't cause a trace of trouble to his grandfather with all his strength, and when he heard his grandfather's praise, his eyes lit up: "Really, grandpa is so powerful, I can surpass it?"

Zhao Lingfeng nodded slightly: "As long as you are willing to work hard, nothing is impossible,"

Zhao Yingming was overjoyed when he heard this, as if he saw that his imperial sword was invincible in the world, and countless beauties were vying to be his wife.

Looking at his grandson's appearance, Zhao Lingfeng, who knew him very well, couldn't help but feel funny, coughed lightly, Zhao Yingming's brain suddenly sobered up, Ma Gong wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, in order to divert his grandfather's attention to cover up his ugly appearance, Zhao Yingming had an idea:

"Grandpa, what's it like down the mountain?" After asking Zhao Yingming, he also secretly looked at his grandfather's reaction, and sure enough, hearing his question, Zhao Lingfeng's face showed a look of remembrance.

"The mountain is indeed very exciting, but it is also very dangerous, however, if you want to reach a higher martial arts realm, entering the world to cultivate is the best choice, when my grandfather was so old as you, I was only in the third-rate realm, at that time I was also young and frivolous, I like to travel around, challenge the limit, and reach the first-class realm when I am thirty years old. Only by having more contact with other martial arts and cultivation methods can you sublimate your realm, and you can also stimulate your own potential in battle, and your grandfather was also fortunate to break through the innate realm at the age of eighty in the life-and-death duel with the six holy swordsmen of Rakshasa, Persia, and Great Food at that time, but, "Speaking of this, Zhao Lingfeng looked a little sad;

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, people's hearts are even more sinister, there are many people under the mountain who can help you, but there are also many people who may harm you," Seeing Zhao Yingming's somewhat disapproving look, Zhao Lingfeng sighed and continued: " Don't think that second-rate masters are immortal, often because of your mentality, it is easy to plant in the hands of villains, it is not that martial arts have to be higher than you to harm you, many conspiracies and tricks you can't imagine, your father and mother were calculated by thieves to leave us, although grandpa has avenged them, but it can't get back your father and mother!"

Hearing his grandfather mention his father, Zhao Yingming couldn't help but feel a little in a trance, since he was sensible, he had never seen his father and mother, and the only impression in his mind was only from the portrait left by Tong Guò.

"Grandpa, I want to go down the mountain. ”

Go back to the room. Zhao Yingming was lying on the bed, looking at the stars in the starry sky through a few glazed tiles on the roof, presumably Daddy and Niang were also looking at themselves at this time, Daddy, don't worry, I will definitely defeat Senior Brother Lin tomorrow, and then go down the mountain to find the seven divine swords and fulfill your wishes.

The next day, Zhao Yingming opened his eyes, and a ray of cold light flashed, which suddenly made Huang Chong, a fourth-generation disciple who was about to come in and sweep the floor, fall into the ice cellar.

"Uncle Shi, I ........."

Zhao Yingming put away the internal strength of the operation, rubbed his thighs that were numb from meditating all night, and turned to Huang Chong, a disciple of the fourth generation, and said:

"I'm sorry, Huang Chong, I didn't scare you. ”

After hearing this, Huang Chong hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't get in the way, Uncle Shi is so powerful, a single look can make a disciple unable to move." ”

"Okay, it's not that exaggerated!"

"Oh no, Uncle Shi, just now the head of the house said that you should go to the Sword Martial Hall to find him immediately after you get up. ”

"Okay, I'll be right over!"

Wuyi Sword Sect Sword Martial Hall

"Yingming, that's good, you have already broken through the second-rate realm" Yun Feiyang, the head of the Wuyi Sword Sect, felt Zhao Yingming's martial arts realm, and couldn't help but be shocked, as the only disciple of the Sword God, he was known as a martial arts wizard, and he only reached the second-rate realm at the age of thirty, and he reached the first-class realm at the age of fifty-seven, and his genius disciple, who made him dream of snickering, only reached the second-rate realm at the age of twenty-seven, it seems that the heavens favor my Wuyi Sword Sect, and it is likely that the Wuyi Sword Sect will add another invincible sword god in the world!

"Yingming, although you have broken through the second-rate realm, but your Senior Brother Lin Jin reached the second-rate realm five years ago, as long as you lose to your Senior Brother Lin Jin, it is impossible for Grandpa to let you go down the mountain, after all, the rivers and lakes are sinister, you are too young!"

Zhao Yingming looked at the kind grandfather, bit his lip, and said firmly:

"I'm going to win!"

A young man next to Yun Feiyang (the youthfulness of this world is relatively high, generally 18-36 years old is equivalent to 18-24 in the previous life, 36-70 years old is equivalent to 25-32 in the previous life, 80-120 years old is equivalent to 32-80 in the previous life, and the younger Cheng dù of the martial artist is higher) stood up and said:

"Senior Brother Wise, I didn't expect you to reach the second-rate realm at such a young age, congratulations! However, I will do my best in this competition, you have to be careful!"

After hearing this, Zhao Yingming wiped his nose with his thumb and said a little indifferently: "Senior Brother Lin, I may lose to you if I talk about the Four Books and Five Classics, but if I talk about martial arts, it may not be."

Lin Jin raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care about Zhao Yingming's somewhat arrogant tone, but just said softly: "Oh?!, is it?"

"This competition is very important to me, and I will definitely win!"

"Then we'll see!"

Zhao Yingming looked around and said to Lin Jin: "Senior brother, this place is too small and affects our performance, so let's go outside." ”

That's exactly what I mean. ”

After that, Lin Jin took the lead in flying out of the Sword Martial Arts Hall, leaving a string of phantoms in the house, if Ren Xiaoyao was here, he would definitely exclaim: Ling Bo Weibu!

Zhao Yingming didn't care at all when he saw Lin Jin's gorgeous appearance, only to see Zhao Yingming take a step forward gently, and suddenly disappeared from his original position, and when he looked at it, he had already magically appeared outside the door, and he didn't know how much better than Lin Jin's light skills, Yun Feiyang couldn't help but exclaim:

"Floating light and shadow, it is actually floating light and shadow, this is almost the same as the legendary shrinkage of the ground into inches, I can't imagine that Ying Ming has mastered even the most obscure martial arts in this sword sect!"

Seeing Zhao Yingming's flash, Lin Jin was also very shocked, the light skills that he had studied for more than ten years and couldn't master were actually mastered by his ten-year-old junior brother Qingyi, it seems that the talent of the younger brother is indeed far beyond himself. Lin Jin adjusted his mentality and finally began to face his opponent.