Jiang Ling's liquor is a must in the Sword Sect, and those who have drunk its wine are all praised, so there is no need to say much about this matter.

When Lin Shugui came to the Sword Sect for the first time, he drank the fine wine brewed by Jiang Ling, so he always thought about it, and drank a lot in the future, but it was not as good as Jiang Ling's, so when he left the Sword Cliff, he naturally took a pot of wine, and it was the best pot among them, and it was very easy for him to judge the quality of the wine.

After leaving the Swinging Sword Cliff, he did not go down the mountain quickly, but walked towards the Hidden Sword Tower.

He naturally went to the Sword Sect for a purpose, not just to chat with Yang Yi, so he came to the Hidden Sword Tower.

When he walked into the Hidden Sword Tower, the long swords hanging on the upper floor rang out, making a loud noise, as if welcoming the Sword Immortal.

Lin Shugui, who was smiling, nodded, which was considered a salute, and after he nodded, the long sword stopped moving, no longer making a clanging sword sound, and looked very well-behaved.

The landlord was holding a book in his hand, and after seeing Lin Shugui, for some reason, he thought that this was a sword immortal, so he stood up from the bamboo chair, put the book aside in his hand, and bowed respectfully.

Lin Shugui did not dodge, but naturally accepted this gift, whether it was with his exploits for the sword cultivation lineage, or his own sword immortal realm, he could accept this gift.

The landlord looked at the sword immortal who met for the first time, sighed for a long time, and then said: "Lin Jianxian's slashing of the saint is really a great romance, and my generation admires it." ”

Obviously, when the swords under the mountain went to the sky, it was not only Yang Yi who covered his mind on them, but also the landlord, and maybe others.

At that time, Lin Shugui felt a lot of thoughts on it, he didn't cut it off, but let the thoughts watch, after all, he was a sword for sword cultivation, and it should always be known by others.

The landlord stood not far from Lin Shugui, smiling, after learning that there was a sword fairy in the world, the landlord has always wanted to see, the last few times Lin Shugui appeared in the Sword Sect, he knew, but he was trapped in the building and couldn't get out, and he felt sorry for it for a long time, and now that he sees it, he has fulfilled the dream he has always dreamed of.

The landlord thinks it's very good.

Lin Shugui thought for a while, and suddenly said, "You are also very close to that realm. ”

The words are very abrupt, if others listen to it, they will definitely be puzzled, I don't know what this sword fairy is saying, but the landlord, as the party, naturally knows the meaning of this sword fairy's words, the landlord and Yang are also brothers, Yang can stand in front of that threshold, then he can naturally be able.

It's just that his realm is lower than Yang's.

When the sword immortal asked, he naturally wanted to answer, but he didn't know what to answer, and Yang Yi couldn't even cross the threshold, let alone him.

In the end, the landlord only replied with four words.

Can't get in.

Finish away all the sorrows.

After Lin Shugui listened, he thought about it, and also told the landlord what he said to Yang Yi in Dangjian Cliff before.

Realize!

Nothing else.

After finishing speaking, let the landlord frown and ponder, Lin Shugui turned around, walked around in the Hidden Sword Building, and took out a book to watch from time to time, but he didn't read it long before he put it back.

The books are all about the principles of swordsmanship, which may seem wonderful to others, but in his eyes, they are a little low, and he can't enjoy any truth from them, so he is a little disappointed.

Soon, he turned around the Hidden Sword Tower, and finally returned to the place where he had just entered.

Lin Shugui asked calmly: "Is there a book called "The Most Proud in the World" in the Hidden Sword Building, which was written by a sword immortal. ”

The sudden words interrupted the landlord's contemplation, and when he came back to his senses, the landlord nodded and said yes.

There is indeed this book in the building, and it is placed next to him, and he has read it more than 10,000 times in the building, he has seen the final ending, but he didn't expect Lin Shugui to come in, so he didn't continue to read it, and now Lin Shugui has said the name of this book, so he naturally likes to read this book.

Soon, "The Most Proud in the World" was in Lin Shugui's hands.

Lin Shugui's every move is his own thoughts, going to the cloud to kill the saint is for the world's sword cultivation, going to the sword cliff to find Yang Yi is for the next sword immortal, and coming to the hidden sword building is naturally for the book "The Most Proud in the World" in his hand.

After getting it in his hand, Lin Shugui did not leave, but found a place to sit down and began to read the book.

It is said that this book is written by Zhou Jianxian with the pen and ink of a saint, which contains the truth of the sword immortal, and the landlord can feel the mystery in it, and he, as a sword immortal, can naturally be perceived.

Although this book in my hand is not the original, it is enough, at least the truth contained in it has not changed.

Lin Shugui read the book very quickly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is ten lines at a glance, but when he finished reading the book in his hand, it took him a full day.

This sword immortal rarely stayed in the Tibetan Sword Tower for a day.

The landlord watched him for a day.

It wasn't until the golden crow rose and dawn that this sword immortal walked out of the Hidden Sword Tower.

With a shallow smile, he looks satisfied.

So when he was leaving, he said a word to the landlord, and it was that sentence that made the landlord stay for a long time.

The landlord sat in front of the threshold, holding the book in his hand, looking at Lin Shugui, who was gradually disappearing, and muttered to himself: "The Sword Immortal Avenue is in this book, what I thought before is really right, what the Sword Immortal wrote, can be handed down, it naturally has a mystery, and the way to achieve the Sword Immortal is in it." ”

The landlord soon began to look through it again.

After leaving the Tibetan Sword Tower, Lin Shugui left the Sword Sect, and when he reappeared, he was already in the capital of Qingyuan Kingdom.

It's still a royal palace.

It's just that he didn't hide his figure this time, but appeared in the palace in a grand manner, so soon many guards surrounded him, his face was fierce, and he even had his bow and arrows wound, and his swords were sharp.

Lin Shugui knew that this was the guards who were just doing their duty to surround him, so Lin Shugui didn't care about these guards, just walked on the road, and as he walked, the guards unconsciously got out of the way, which made the guards very surprised, and they all guessed that Lin Shugui was a fairy figure, so his face changed greatly, and he no longer surrounded him, but hung far behind him.

They are just mortal generals, it's okay to deal with the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, with a large number of people, no matter how high the martial arts are, they can also win, but once they face the monks on the mountain, they are out of line.

All you can do is watch from the back.

Lin Shugui continued to walk, and soon shook off the guards, and when the guards caught up, he had already entered the court.

At this time, it was the time of Chen, and the emperor was going to the court, and the emperor could not be found in the rest of the place.

His palace naturally has a purpose, and this purpose is related to the emperor.

When he walked into the court, Emperor Qingyuan, who was sitting on the throne, felt very frightened, why did the civil and military ministers standing on both sides of the court suddenly disappear?

In his place was a green-shirted swordsman armed with a sword.

When he saw Lin Shugui, the young Qingyuan Emperor thought a lot, and finally came to the conclusion that the word assassin was the word, and as for the rest of the reasons, he couldn't think of it.

The edict of exterminating the sword path was personally signed by him, so he was hated by the swordsmen of the world, and there were countless swordsmen who wanted to kill him on weekdays, but this emperor was very careful, and often pulled Su Changjing, who had become a monk, aside, to keep himself safe, but now this situation made him feel that he was not safe, and even the dragon chair sitting under his ass felt a little hot.

To describe it in the word restlessness, it is just right.

Emperor Qingyuan pressed the dragon chair tightly with both hands, forced himself to calm down, let the cold sweat on his face drip, and kept looking at Lin Shugui who was walking slowly, for fear that the sword hanging on Lin Shugui's waist would fall on his head in the next moment.

He finally got the position of emperor, and he didn't want to die.

Lin Shugui didn't stop, and soon walked to the dragon chair, looked at the emperor sitting on it, thought about it, and said, "You come down, I want to sit." ”

Emperor Qingyuan was silent for a long time, and then he said in a hoarse voice: "You are here to kill me?"

Lin Shugui didn't answer this question, and looked at the emperor calmly, his expression was very indifferent.

The two looked at each other.

Emperor Qingyuan's face became very pale, just at this moment, he saw the collapse of the stars and the destruction of heaven and earth in Lin Shugui's eyes, he didn't know how to practice, but he also knew one thing, this green-shirted swordsman who didn't know where he came from, could definitely control his life and death.

So he obediently sat up from the dragon chair, stepped aside, and watched Lin Shugui sit up, for a while he had mixed tastes, and the position he had worked so hard to achieve was now so easily handed over.

It's just a matter of life and death, and life matters.

Lin Shugui sat on the dragon chair, his expression still indifferent.

When he walked in the world, the world said that the dragon chair was the best chair in heaven and earth, and there was a special taste for drinking on it, even if it was the worst bad wine, he could also drink the taste of the best wine in the world.

Now it's just right.

Taking out the wine he had obtained earlier, the sword immortal sat on the dragon chair and drank it slowly.

As those drinkers say, it does have a different taste.

However, I can't tell if Jiang Ling's brewing is good, or because he is sitting on the dragon chair, maybe both.

Lin Shugui didn't want to dwell on this matter, anyway, it was good, and after the wine was drunk, he put the pot away.

At this time, the entire hall was already filled with the aroma of wine, which was very intoxicating.

Emperor Qingyuan was in the midst of the aroma of wine, and soon he was dizzy, his face was red and fell to the ground, he had no face for the emperor, and he said a lot of nonsense, and it seemed that he was not lightly drunk, but soon, he stood up again, his face was not drunk, and the fragrance of wine in the hall had dissipated.

Emperor Qingyuan looked at Lin Shugui sitting on the dragon chair, frowned and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Lin Shugui said calmly: "Lin Shugui." ”