Seeing that his hand was empty, Lin Yi sat dumbfounded, with a strange expression.

The original knowledge of the sea of beans and beads, as he cultivated to the fifth level of qi training, the light cluster under the Baihui after the Yin Hall also became like a bird's egg, which should be the appearance of his own knowledge of the sea becoming bigger. And now, what is jaw-dropping is that the golden dragon sword is hanging quietly in the sea of knowledge, as thin as a mosquito needle, wrapped in a layer of golden mang.

This unexpected everything made Lin Baibai puzzled. He couldn't figure it out, and there was no one to ask for advice, and he was bitter in his heart. What's the matter with a sword in his head? Trying to drive the Golden Dragon Sword with his divine sense, there is no movement.

Alas, with a bitter face, Lin Yi patted his head uneasily, except for the stinging pain caused by the golden dragon sword flying into the sea of knowledge, there was no other discomfort, which made him feel a little at ease in his heart!

This flying sword can't be practiced for the time being, which can't help but make people a little unwilling. Shi Shiran walked out of the grass shed, Lin Yi took out the Qingyun Sword and danced the Xuanyuan Sword Technique. The last five styles of this Xuanyuan swordsmanship are not used, and the first eight styles still have to be practiced skillfully.

Lin poured spiritual power into the sword body, and there was no sword light bursting out of the sword body, but on the sword body, a faint layer of brilliance flowed, which was not easy to notice. Xuanyuan's swordsmanship was used like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, the silver light of the sword body flowed, and the "chirping" in the valley sounded, and the layers of sword qi swallowed away......

After collecting the sword, Lin Yi smiled, and the apprehension brought by the Golden Dragon Sword also faded a lot. The Xuanyuan swordsmanship that is being performed now is less dazzling than before, but it has more endless killing intent, and the power is even more infinite!

......

After the immortal peaked the cliff, Lin Yi looked up and watched for a long time, and the green leaves of the amethyst fruit tree had fallen, leaving only the trunk, which became dark like iron, entrenched at the entrance of the cave.

The connotation of thousands of years of life, just to bear seven amethyst fruits, but it has created a different Lin Yi from the past! If Xuanyuan Patriarch has a spirit in the sky to know, I don't know how to feel!

......

Lin Yi came to Lao Lu's cabin.

It hasn't been here for a few months and the chalet is still intact. Old Lu had already left last year, and his son had added a fat grandson to him. Although I don't know if Lao Lu will come in the future, since he is still in this valley, he should take care of it by the way.

Lin Yi looked back and forth, and there was no damage to the beast.

He thought about the Xuanyuan View in his heart, and thought that he should also go and see it, he must still be the master of the view! Thinking of this, Lin Yi felt a little bitter in his heart.

He shook his head, dissipated his chaotic thoughts, and walked towards Xuanyuan Temple.

......

The spring is bright, the mountains are fresh, Lin Yi slowly climbs the stairs and looks back on the verdant scenes on both sides.

This mountain ladder is not long, nor short, and I have walked up and down for more than ten years. Everything in front of me is the same as before, just walking alone between the mountain ladders, today's immortal top seems more and more empty.

The Xuanyuan Temple is gradually getting closer, and the courtyard in the spring is still quiet and dilapidated.

In a trance, the master was still watching and waiting for himself......

"Squeak!", the half-hidden door opened halfway, and Lin Yi's eyes flashed with joy, and then he was drowned out by a trace of pain. He stopped, stunned to see a small head peeking inside, a child of about ten years old, staring at himself with a pair of big eyes.

Before Lin Yi came back to his senses, the kid came out of the gate, generous, with a childish accent, and said to him: "I don't know what happened to this benevolent brother who came to my Xuanyuan Temple?"

Lin Banban opened his mouth and was stunned, looking at the child's serious appearance, like his self a few years ago, he shook his head as if he had lost his soul.

This kid still has a robe on him, no! This kid isn't himself, it's not in a dream.

"Ahem......" A coughing sound came from the courtyard, and then the other half of the door squeaked open, and a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe with a burnt face walked out. Seeing a shabby but extraordinary young man standing in front of the door, he looked back and forth on the other party twice with a pair of mouse eyes, and said unhurriedly: "I don't know what this little brother is doing here?"

This is not a dream, and this is not an illusion, but two Taoist priests that I have seen with my own eyes. Although they are old and young, they are by no means the master and the young self.

And the courtyard of Xuanyuan Temple is still the same as yesterday, and there are still sword marks left by themselves on the wall of that courtyard!

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth showed a playful smile, he also arched his hand, looked at the other party and asked, "I don't know ...... this Dao Master?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest twisted the rat's whiskers in his hand, straightened his chest, and said with an arrogant expression: "Poor Dao is the master of Xuanyuan Guanguan, and people call Wu Daozi yes!" and pointed to the child next to him and said: "This is the little disciple Tianfu!"

"That's not right! It turns out that this isn't the dojo of Qingyun Daoist? Lin scratched his head and made an unclear appearance.

"Hmph! Qingyun Daoist has already gone immortal! Xuanyuan Guan is a place of Qing cultivation, if the little brother is fine, please take care of yourself!" The middle-aged Taoist priest's face fell, and he wanted to turn around and go in. He thought that the other party was just a nearby mountain dweller, and people were too lazy to socialize!

"Slow!" Lin Yi called out to the middle-aged man. Where did this Wu Daozi pop up?

"What's the matter, Poor Dao doesn't have time to accompany you to make noise!" Wu Daozi stopped, but scolded impatiently. The children on the side were also nodding their heads in agreement!

Looking at the eccentric appearance of an old man and a young man, Lin Yi secretly said to himself, this dove occupying the magpie's nest can also be done with confidence, which makes people feel quite helpless. If you don't make it clear, you can't just turn around and leave! This is my home since I was a child!

So, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Hehe, please let me say a few words, it's not too late for the Taoist to drive people away!"

"What a strange smile!" The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he stared at the other party suspiciously.

"In Xia Lin Yi, I have lived in this Xuanyuan Temple for more than ten years, and I am keeping a vigil at the foot of the mountain for my master. Therefore, it is rare to go up the mountain on weekdays. I don't know when my Xuanyuan Sect will have a new master?" Lin Yi asked with a faint smile.

Wu Daozi froze when he heard this, his eyes turned sharply, and he looked Lin Yi up and down again, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered:

"You say that you are the disciple of Xuanyuan Guan, who believes it? Seeing that you have a good face but are in tattered clothes, do you want to mix in with my Xuanyuan Guan's desire to be wrong?"

Lin Yi's original old Taoist robe had long been tattered, and the clothes on his current body were still given by others, regardless of the four seasons and the cold and summer, and they had long been worn, full of the appearance of a poor boy in the countryside.

Seeing that the other party seemed speechless, Wu Daozi twisted the rat's whisker in his hand and hummed disdainfully: "Or the poor boy wants to come and eat with a blindfold?"

I thought that there must be two more Taoist priests in Xuanyuan Temple, there must be a reason, and the other party will also give him a reason. Who knows that this daylight is weird, and the other party also regards himself as a person with bad intentions. This is obviously a thief shouting to catch a thief, which makes people angry. Lin Yi's anger came up, and he asked rhetorically, "Then where did you come from? Who can testify for you?"

When Wu Daozi heard this, he laughed smugly twice, his eyes squinted at Xiao Yi, as if he was watching the other party's joke, he slowly took out an object from his arms, and said in a long voice: "I have an official government, can I still have a fake?"

Glancing at the things in the other party's hand, Lin Yi frowned.

This Wu Daozi's convincing posture seems to be really in the wrong place. He said with some annoyance: "I am the disciple of Xuanyuan Temple. True is true, you don't have to quibble!"