Lin Jianxian! This title is extremely unusual.

In this heaven and earth, there is only one sword immortal, surnamed Lin, called Lin Shugui, at this time he is standing in Yizhuang, if the saint in the sky knows that the sword fairy appears here, he will definitely not be able to sit still, and maybe he will come in person.

As for coming alone?

They didn't dare, after all, who in this world didn't know that this Lin Jian Immortal was extremely lethal, and a sword handed out a teachable saint was terrifying, if only one saint came, maybe this Lin Jian Immortal would kill the saint again and do that shocking thing.

Lin Shugui was noncommittal, and when the old Taoist priest began to drink the jar of wine, he said calmly: "I have seen the little guy you are looking for, and his qualifications are not bad, if he does not die in the future, there will be no problem when he steps to the point of Yang Yi, as for whether he can go one step further, it is uncertain." ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, didn't say anything, just slowly drank the jar of wine, he led Xu Baichuan to hold the autumn wind and step on the sword path, and did not want Xu Baichuan to become a sword immortal, but wanted Xu Baichuan to kill a person, the goal was very pure, and he didn't have much hope anymore, although he was a monk of the three sects, he had already walked in front of the threshold, and it was very easy to lead a person to a realm like his, but it did not include sword cultivation, so he let Xu Baichuan go out to practice alone.

As for whether he can practice a job in the future, he doesn't know, even if he can count many things in the world with his Tianmen cultivation, he can't count Xu Baichuan.

What he didn't expect was that he thought that this was just an idle move, but he was unexpectedly favored by Lin Shugui, maybe Xu Baichuan's kid could really kill the so-called Taoist sect leader, and he would also be able to step out of this Yizhuang that had been in the village for a hundred years.

It's not easy to look at the same situation every day.

The old Taoist priest drank the cloud tail, looked at Lin Shugui who was wandering around between the coffins of Yizhuang, and suddenly asked, "What do you do with the one inside the sword?"

Lin Shugui responded indifferently, "After all, he was once a sword immortal, although he made a big mistake, he was already alive and dead, and the past was written off, so I let him out." ”

The old Taoist priest tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that this Lin Jianxian was really big-hearted, but that one was known as the autumn wind blowing, and there were no bones left, so he was easily let out, in case of any trouble, it really wouldn't end well.

Of course, I only dare to think about these words in my heart, and I don't dare to make noise.

Lin Shugui walked up to an iron coffin, thought about it, and stretched out his hand, obviously to lift the lid of the coffin.

and his actions, but frightened the old Taoist, the old Taoist's eyes widened, and he hurriedly jumped down from the coffin board where he was, and sat on the coffin instead.

The old Taoist priest said with a wry smile: "Lin Jianxian, there is a powerful thing in this coffin, but it must not be opened, if it is opened, those saints in the sky will definitely not be able to sit still, and the old Taoist will have a hard time at that time." ”

Lin Shugui laughed and didn't stretch out his hand to open the lid again.

Of course, if he wanted to, the old Taoist priest would definitely not be able to stop him.

Since he can't do it, he can just leave it open, but he can roughly guess what kind of object it is, if it really exists, it is indeed a powerful thing that can make the saint restless.

After the old Taoist priest saw that Lin Shugui no longer had the next move, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little afraid in his heart, Yizhuang was established here, partly because of the Yunshan not far away, and the other part was to suppress the ancient ferocious things, although most of them slowly lost their strength with the passage of time, but there are still a lot of fierce powers, if they are released, it will turn the world upside down, and it is necessary for the saint to take action.

You Lin Shugui is a sword immortal, you can not be afraid, but I am only the gate of heaven, even if I am only one step away from becoming holy, but this step is the end of the world, and if you can't step in, you can only settle here.

This is what the old Taoist priest had in mind.

The old Taoist priest sighed, a little melancholy, after all, he still didn't have enough strength, to be honest, he also wanted to release these things in his heart, but he knew that if these things ran out, the heavenly saint would definitely be the first to find him.

The old Taoist priest grabbed his already messy hair, thought about it, and suddenly asked, "Lin Jianxian, what do you think about Qingyuan's matter?"

It's no wonder that the old Taoist priest would ask like this, after all, Qingyuan Sword Sect is the only pure land for sword cultivation, and now it has been forced to close the mountain for a hundred years, and many people in the world want to hear what this Lin Jianxian means.

The old Taoist priest is also, although he is trapped in Yizhuang, many major events in the world can be calculated by him, so he is also curious about the meaning of this Lin Jianxian, so he should ask for the people of the world.

Hearing such a question, Lin Shugui's expression was calm, and there was not much change, as if he didn't care much about the Sword Sect, but whether it was or not was not so easy to see from the surface.

"Those old things calculated that I was a sword cultivator, so I naturally wanted to pay respect, maybe there were one or two saints left. ”

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, this Lin Jianxian is really a temperamental person, and he said at every turn that he could kill and leave one or two saints, if he was to let others listen to it, he would definitely be ridiculed and blamed, but now it is Lin Shugui who said this, the only sword immortal in the world today, the killing power is strong, rare in the world, saying that he can leave one or two saints, then he will definitely stay, and no one can question what he said.

Why?

Because he is Lin Shugui, relying on these three words is enough.

The old Taoist priest said seriously: "When is Lin Jianxian going to use the sword?"

Lin Shugui glanced at him, thought about it, and quickly replied, "Soon, after leaving here, I will get up and go to Qingyuan." ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, and did not ask why he didn't go to the Three Sect Ancestral Land to find the saint directly, but to go to Qingyuan, and it was clear that there was no saint in Qingyuan.

Lin Jianxian has his own rules for acting, and he can't guess.

Lin Shugui stayed in Yizhuang for half an hour, chatted with the old Taoist priest about a lot of things, and when it was time to leave, the old Taoist priest asked him a question.

Which saint will you kill?

And his answer was that whoever came would be killed.

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest was speechless, and could only hope that it was not a Taoist saint who went, if a Taoist saint really died, I am afraid that the so-called Taoist leader would really become a sect leader.

Just, hopefully!

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After leaving Yizhuang, Lin Shugui did not leave Yunzhen in a hurry, but walked towards Yunshan through the snow, and soon arrived at a tombstone.

The tombstone is engraved with indistinct handwriting, and a faint red light flows through it.

Looking at the handwriting on the tombstone, Lin Shugui looked indifferent, and said: "The saints of the three sects are very good, and they are willing to use the original power of the holy weapon to suppress you. ”

The tombstone was silent, but the flow of red light stagnated for a moment, and there was anger around the tombstone that began to echo, for a while, Yunshan, which was originally quite quiet, suddenly became noisy, and countless monsters and strange objects roared endlessly, although there was an enchantment block, but there were still a lot of them circulating.

It's just that it quickly disappears.

Lin Shugui put down his raised hand, looked at the tombstone with deeper and deeper red mangs, and said nothing.

It's like waiting for something.

A vague human face soon appeared on the tombstone, and after this human face appeared, the shouting in the cloud mountain became even deeper. The face looked at Lin Shugui, who had never seen him in front of him, and for some reason, there was a faint sense of vigilance in his heart, as if he was facing the saints in the sky, and it was this feeling that made people's faces not appear for the first time.

And now after appearing, he felt that there was something wrong in his heart, what appeared in front of him, which was a saint, it was clearly a sword immortal, after all, none of the saints in the sky could carry a sword.

After understanding Lin Shugui's identity as a sword immortal, his face became even more anxious, after all, he can be regarded as a kind of demon, and as far as he knows and experienced, the sword immortal's favorite thing to do is to kill demons and monsters, and this sword immortal is standing here, could it be that who wants to kill him?

Thinking of this, the person's face became even more panicked, and he even had a desire to dodge, but before he could retract it, he found in despair that he couldn't move this thought, and in desperation, he could only give in and say: "Lord Sword Immortal, the little demon has been suppressed here for a thousand years, and in these thousand years, he has never done anything bad......"

The human face chattered a lot of words begging for mercy, and after finishing speaking, it was a frightened look, in fact, this is not bad for him, after all, the killing power of the sword immortal is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, especially these demons and monsters have the deepest experience, even if they are replaced by another big demon, in the face of such a sword immortal, maybe they are worse than him.

Lin Shugui put most of the words that the human face said behind him, and after he stopped speaking, he said calmly: "You are a thing left here in ancient times, you should know a lot of secrets, in fact, you can rest assured, I came to you, I didn't want to kill you, I asked for something." ”

The face nodded, and he was busy saying that he knew everything, and he was full of thoughts about how to send this sword immortal away.

Lin Shugui nodded, and then asked a question that had been accumulated in his mind since he became a sword immortal.

The sound is not loud, only human faces can be heard.

The human face was silent for a long time, carefully searching for memories in his mind, and then replied with an uncertain tone.

After all, Lin Shugui's so-called problem was too long ago for him, and he could only tell what he knew.

After Lin Shugui got the answer, he really didn't stop staying longer, took a light step, and disappeared into Yunshan.

So there was only a puzzled face left in this cloud mountain.

The human face looked at the place where the sword immortal was standing just now, and muttered to himself, "What is this sword immortal going to do, why is he asking about this?"

If he can't figure it out, then he won't think about it.

Anyway, he is now a frog at the bottom of the well, trapped in this square circle, and he can't get out, and it is useless to know.

Soon, the tombstone returned to calm, as did the whistling clouds