Sun Dazhu nodded with satisfaction and said, "You can keep this token, you can enter and exit the medicine garden freely, but you remember, without my permission, you can't touch any herbs in my courtyard, you know!"

Wang Lin nodded, he knew that Sun Dazhu didn't like him, and at this time, most likely he saw that he had reached the third layer of the Qi Condensation Period, so he more or less recognized him as an apprentice, so he respectfully retired.

After a short time, he came to the Sword Spirit Pavilion in the main courtyard, where he had been here once a long time ago, and now that the old land had returned, the scenes of the past came to his mind again.

Outside the Sword Spirit Pavilion sat a white-clothed disciple sitting cross-legged, he was in his thirties, his body was chubby, he looked very eye-catching, and he obviously did not participate in the training camp.

He glanced at Wang Lin and said in surprise: "Senior brother, you are only at the third layer of Qi Condensation, what are you doing here? This is a place that can only be come after the fourth layer of Qi Condensation." ”

Wang Lin didn't speak, took out the token given by Sun Dazhu, and threw it over.

The fat man took a look, his demeanor immediately became strange, he seemed to hold back his smile, held back his laughter for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing, and said: "It turned out to be the tradition of Uncle Sun's lineage, but I forgot about this, Uncle Sun's lineage has a habit, every time he communicates with other sects, he has to use a flying sword to fill the façade." ”

Wang Lin was embarrassed, especially when he thought of Sun Dazhu's serious expression just now, he smiled bitterly.

The fat man laughed for a long time, waved his hand, forced a smile, and said: "Senior brother, you go in, I suggest you choose the third one on the right, that flying sword, it's amazing, when I first came here, I thought I had met the most powerful flying sword in the Zhao Guoxiu True Realm." ”

Wang Lin hurriedly thanked him, and when he walked before, five meters away, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his divine sense found a layer of turbulent wave rings, which spread out from the room, as if to stop the advance.

Seeing this, the fat man knew that he had forgotten to turn off the prohibition of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, and was about to beckon Wang Lin to wait a while, but before he could shout his words, he was stuck in his throat like a fish thorn, and he didn't say a word for a long time, and his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a thick and incredible color.

Wang Lin sensed the resistance, and couldn't help but think of the humiliating scene back then, snorted lightly, and strode forward, 5 meters, 4 meters, 3 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter!

No matter how much the resistance intensified, it couldn't stop Wang Lin's footsteps, and he walked in with great ease. After entering the room, his divine sense swept away, and his heart moved, this room was very strange, and his divine sense seemed to have lost its effect here, and it was confined to three meters!

The fat man immediately jumped up, with a shocked look on his face, he was a disciple who was specifically in charge of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, he knew the power of the formation prohibition here, and he specialized in isolating all divine senses, he had seen that several masters and uncles could not forcibly enter the pavilion, let alone the inner disciples.

Only when recruiting disciples will the power of the formation be reduced countless times, so as to exude the sword qi in the Sword Spirit Pavilion and choose whether there is a match.

"Could it be that the formation is broken?" The fat man really couldn't believe what he was seeing, and after thinking for a long time, he thought that it must be the formation that was broken, so he strode forward, ready to try it.

But as soon as he walked into the five meters, a huge pressure came to his face as if the sky was falling, and the fat man's body was like a lonely boat in the angry sea, and he was thrown out of the distance, drawing an arc in the sky, accompanied by a few pops of vomiting blood, and fell heavily to the ground. It took him a long time to regain his senses, and his face showed a look of fear, and he lost his voice:

"I didn't ...... It's not broken!"

Wang Lin easily entered the room, looked around, and saw that there were ancient swords of different lengths in the room, exuding a strong sword intent

Wang Lin's gaze swept over the flying swords, and he didn't stop, and finally saw the flying sword that the fat man said was the most powerful flying sword in the Zhao Guoxiu True Realm.

After seeing it, Wang Lin was a little speechless, this can indeed be said to be the most awesome flying sword, it can't be regarded as a flying sword at all, the whole thing is a rectangular door panel.

Two palms wide, one meter long, the whole body of golden light flashing, don't think that this golden light is some kind of immortal spell, this golden light is purely because this sword has been crossed with a layer of gold!

Don't think that this gold is just a smoke to cover up a peerless sword, underneath this gold is actually the most ordinary pig iron, and there is nothing surprising about it.

At the handle, two huge diamonds are set on it, and even the sword tassel is woven with gold wire.

In short, this flying sword, taken out of the absolute bull b, definitely gives people an invincible sense of explosion.

Wang Lin touched his chin, he was really optimistic about this flying sword, if he didn't rush anything else, if he was short of money in the future, he could sell it for a lot of money if he found a random place to sell it.

On this flying sword, there is a sign that reads: "This sword is called Jufu, it was built by a master of the sect 500 years ago, it is said that there is an unfathomable power of ghosts and gods, but in fact, this sword has been broken several times, the ancestor has made great contributions to the sect in his life, and the only last words before his death is to store this sword in the Sword Spirit Pavilion for the destined person."

Those who choose this sword must remember to be kind, if it is broken, it must be reconnected, and it cannot be sold, otherwise it will be expelled from the division!"

Wang Lin couldn't hold back his laughter, grabbed the huge rich flying sword, and said to it: "I will choose you, Wang is a poor man, if you break it, don't want me to pick it up for you!"

Putting the flying sword in the storage bag, Wang Lin walked out of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, the fat man looked at him nervously, changed the color of ridicule just now, and was shocked, and sent Nuo Nuo to him.

Wang Lin was isolated in the room just now, and he didn't notice the abnormality of the fat man, and at this time, he was quite strange why the other party was so condescending.

Returning to Sun Dazhu's medicine garden and taking out the flying sword, Sun Dazhu was immediately stunned, muttered to himself for a long time, glanced at Wang Lin with great meaning, and said: "When I saw this huge rich, I really didn't have the courage to carry it out, you kid has the guts, okay, three days later, you will carry it to the Xuandao Sect and your uncles to see." ”

Three days later, the bell of the Hengyue faction rang nine times, echoing through the mountains for a long time, and the head of the sect, together with all the senior uncles and their respective disciples, stood outside the main hall one after another.

I saw a black dot appear in the sky, getting closer and closer, and finally what appeared in the eyes of everyone was a thousand-legged centipede about 100 meters long.

All the inner disciples of the Hengyue Sect gasped, and their eyes showed a look of horror. Some female disciples were even more frightened, and their legs were weak.

"What's the fuss, this thousand-legged centipede looks scary, but if each of you goes up and stabs a sword, it will definitely die!" The red-faced old man beside the head of the sect shouted dissatisfiedly, and his voice was very loud, obviously wanting the Xuandao Sect people who were holding on top of the centipede to hear.