Lin Shuangyu, who was called a good boy by Feng Wuxue, was counting flying swords in a certain space of the Lingyuan Pillar of Yijian Mountain at the moment.

From the moment he came in, he felt warm about this empty space.

The warmth came suddenly, but it didn't make him feel abrupt.

It seems that at some point, he also felt this warmth.

I haven't had time to think about it yet.

I was attracted by the flying sword that appeared in front of me.

Before I could take a good look at the flying sword, another flying sword appeared.

And then these flying swords appeared one after another, as if endlessly.

Lin Shuangyu saw these flying swords appear out of thin air, and he didn't move, and after they appeared, they hung in the air.

He didn't know what to do.

However, thinking of the four words of Ten Thousand Swords and Dao, I thought about it, could it be that I could only learn it when ten thousand flying swords appeared.

Then, Lin Shuangyu began to count the flying swords.

He is now at the eighth level of psychic, and he is naturally different from the physical mortal fetus he used to be, and he will not be sleepy at all because of frequent counting.

Sleepy is not guilty.

What Lin Shuangyu didn't notice was that after each number was counted, there was an invisible qi around him.

This invisible qi formed a cocoon without Lin Pisces noticing.

He's in a cocoon.

When the cocoon is fully formed, Lin Pisces finds itself in a galaxy.

It's inexplicable, what is the situation today, inexplicably appeared in different places three times.

Could it be teleported again?

Lin Shuangyu looked around, and in a certain direction, he seemed to see a figure.

Go with your feelings.

As he approached, he saw a man.

A teenager holding a sword.

The sword-hugging boy didn't seem to see him, or rather, Lin Shuangyu seemed to be looking at a scene that had happened sometime in the past.

The young man with the sword knelt there, not knowing what he was waiting for, but his eyes were full of determination.

It didn't take long for a young man in white to appear in front of the sword-hugging boy.

Lin Shuangyu couldn't see the face of the young man in white clearly, as if he was covered by a force.

The young man in white made a cold voice, "Give me a reason." ”

"I want to protect Xian'er. ”

"For her, is it worth it to become a sword slave?"

"Not only for him, I also want to cut through obstacles for the sword master, if it weren't for the sword master, I would have died a long time ago, let alone meet the fairy. ”

"You like Xian'er?"

"I don't know, but I know that if anyone bullies Xian'er, I will definitely destroy him. ”

"If you really want to protect Xian'er, change your anger. ”

The young man in white left, leaving a word before leaving.

"Ten years from now, I hope you can tell me what a sword is. ”

"The answer at that time will prove whether you are qualified to be the sword slave of the fairy sword in your arms. ”

The sword-hugging boy finally stood up gently with the fairy sword in his arms.

As he stood up, the sword spirit of the fairy sword, Xian'er appeared.

It was a girl who looked like she had only been around for more than ten years, and the girl looked cute, but she had a sense of fierceness.

"Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it!"

The boy's attitude never wavered.

The Sword Spirit Fairy knew what she had to do.

Flying swords continued to emerge from the fairy swords.

It seems that there is endless space inside this fairy sword, which can accommodate ten thousand swords.

"Every sword has its own meaning, and every sword has its own persistence. ”

"When you understand what the sword in your heart is, your sword is qualified to be above all ten thousand swords. ”

"When your sword is above the ten thousand swords, you can control the ten thousand swords, and then you will be able to truly control the sword master's ten thousand swords and become a sword slave under the sword master. ”

"At that time, you and I will be together forever. ”

"Feng, let me ask you again, is it worth it, leaving the sword master at this time, you can at least have freedom. ”

"Xian'er, don't ask anymore, I'll tell you when I don't think it's worth it. ”

The young man holding the sword has been holding the fairy sword for ten years, and he has been sitting and watching ten thousand swords for ten years.

In the past ten years, he has seen the killing intent in the sword, the anger in the sword, and the righteousness in the sword.

The same saw the viciousness in the sword, saw the bloodlust in the sword, and saw the evil in the sword.

The young man in white arrived as promised, and the ten-year period was like yesterday, and the voice of the young man in white was still cold.

"Tell me, what is a sword?"

Thinking about the sword in the past ten years, there are good and evil sword intent.

When the sword weapon was first formed, the sword heart was clear, how could good and evil come from, good and evil did not originate from the sword itself, but the person who held the sword, and this moment was enlightened!

"It turns out that the sword is the sword, and the person who holds the sword gives his attachment to the sword, and the sword has its original meaning. ”

"Then why is my sword clinging? ”

"This ancestral spirit star, because of the sword master, there is a waiting fairyland, and I also want to wait for immortals, but my immortal is not a sword master, but a fairy. ”

"My sword only exists to guard the immortals, and my sword is called the immortals!"

At this moment, the wind and clouds changed, and the wind between heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, and the heaven and earth seemed to give induction, and the wind gathered turned into a sword!

It's just that, as if there is a rule restriction, this sword formed by the wind cannot really condense.

At this time, the young man in white spat out a word, "Allow!"

Say what you say!

The wind comes, the sword is made!

At this moment, the sword slave wind had a sword of his own, a sword formed by the wind of heaven and earth.

The young man in white stood in front.

Sword slave Feng holds a sword in his chest and a sword behind his back.

The sword spirit fairy hung to the side.

This scene seems to have become an eternity.

Lin Shuangyu's heart set off a monstrous wave, he didn't expect that the sword in this world would have such a way of forming.

The image of the young man in white who spoke the law made him unable to let go for a long time.

Just while he was still in the process of being shocked.

The young man in white suddenly looked at him.

"And what is your sword?"

At this moment, Lin Shuangyu seemed to see the appearance of the young man in white clearly.

He was like himself!

Lin Shuangyu just wanted to take a closer look, but everything disappeared in front of him.

He returned to the original space, where ten thousand swords still hung in front of him.

"Is it a hallucination?"

Lin Pisces himself didn't believe what he had just thought.

How could he be me.

But in the previous scene, Lin Shuangyu understood one thing.

To cultivate the Ten Thousand Swords Harmony Dao, you must first find your own attachment.

"And what is my attachment?"

Lin Shuangyu fell into deep thought.

A question triggered Lin Pisces's memory, and the memory of the earth was already a little blurry.

And after coming to the Immortal Emperor Spirit Land and the Ancestral Spirit Star, he began to have concerns.

The memories of concern are terrifyingly clear.

That scene kept replaying in my mind.

"I really enjoy my life now. ”

Like, is the beginning of all perseverance.

Lin Shuangyu has watched Wanjian for ten years like a sword-hugging boy, but his persistence has never been as clear as a sword-hugging boy.

But at this moment, Lin Shuangyu found his persistence.

"My sword is not for anything else, but for the protection of care, and my sword is called wealth and wealth. ”

The words fell, and the sword was volleyed!

The rich sword hangs high in the air, like an emperor looking down on ten thousand swords!