aircannonsinc Chapter 123 The Third Patriarch
Chapter 123 The Third Patriarch
Not long after, a scruffy Taoist priest with a rough face stepped in.
Seeing Lin Yi in the hall, he grinned and revealed a simple and honest smile.
"This junior brother should be a new disciple of my sword casting lineage."
"This senior brother is going to Lin Sheng."
Lin Yi nodded, responded, and said a pseudonym.
The name Lin Yi was already on the most wanted list of Wanxiangmen. In order to avoid trouble, he planned to use the alias Lin Sheng in Zhujian Villa.
The slovenly Taoist looked Lin Yi up and down, stepped forward and squeezed Lin Yi's arm, and finally stopped under Lin Yi's increasingly weird eyes.
"That's right, that's right. Junior brother, you have a very good foundation. You should be part of my sword casting lineage. My name is Gong Wenliang. Now I will take you to my sword casting peak."
Just like that, Lin Yi followed the slovenly Taoist Gong Wenliang with black lines~ walking up the mountain
The two walked not slowly, and walked for another quarter of an hour after leaving the gate of the sect on the mountainside-then they stopped.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Yi finally understood what Gong Wenliang meant by Zhu Jianfeng.
The huge Cangyun Peak was directly penetrated from the top to the middle, dividing one mountain into two.
From the smooth port, Lin Yi can basically conclude that it was cut open by a student.
When the gaze falls between the two peaks, one can still feel a trace of majestic pale yellow sword energy.
The terrifying sword intent with a heavy aura was drawn by his eyes, and Lin Yi immediately felt as if he was standing under a high mountain.
And there is a terrifying mudslide on the high mountain, as if carrying the mighty power of heaven and earth, pressing straight towards him.
"Is this the sword intent!"
Lin Yi felt the majestic and heavy feeling thoughtfully.
The idea in it is too profound, and it is not yet comprehensible for him at present.
The next moment, the torrent reached his body, but his majestic body stood still, no matter how the torrent invaded, he couldn't make him move.
The sword intent is terrifying, but the power left in it is quite weak.
"How about it, Junior Brother Lin?"
Gong Wenliang pointed at the two peaks, and looked at Lin Yi's expression with piercing eyes.
You must know that it was the first time when he stood here and felt the majestic sword energy that had survived for a long time, but he was almost out of breath because of the heavy pressure in it.
So this also gave him a bad taste.
That is, whenever a new disciple joins, he will deliberately stay for a while again, waiting to see the horrified appearance of the other party deflated in front of that sword energy.
He calmly blocked this sword energy, and established himself as a tall and tall image of a senior brother.
This trick has been tried and tested for so many years.
"Very powerful, senior brother Gong, is this the sword intent!"
Lin Yi nodded and said seriously.
"Uh... are you okay?"
Seeing Lin Yi, who looked like a normal person without any change in his expression, Gong Wenliang asked with a stiff expression.
"It's alright!"
Lin Yi replied suspiciously.
But soon he realized something.
That majestic sword intent is nothing to him, if it is an ordinary innate warrior, I am afraid it will not be so easy, maybe he will be overwhelmed by the pressure.
However, Lin Yi has no intention of explaining. He joined Zhujian Villa this time, and he did not plan to be too low-key.
After all, only by properly revealing some talent can one get a good resource tilt.
At this time, Gong Wenliang also adjusted his state, and he took a deep look at Lin Yi.
He had already determined in his heart that this new junior brother definitely had two skills.
"That's right, Junior Brother Lin felt right. This is indeed the sword intent. This original Cangyun Peak was split open by the third-generation patriarch of our Zhujian Villa, Jifujian, 1,800 years ago. of."
"The left peak is Qiaojian Peak, and the right peak is our Forged Sword Peak,'
Gong Wenliang carefully introduced the origin of these two peaks.
"The third generation patriarch, one sword can open a mountain, and the sword will not dissipate for 1,800 years, it's really amazing."
Lin Yi couldn't help feeling a little respect for this character who lived 1,800 years ago.
...ask for flowers...
This is definitely a mighty warrior with extremely terrifying cultivation.
"That must be amazing. Xuantianzong, the ancestor of the third generation, is an extremely talented and brilliant figure even among the ancestors of all generations. Compared with the first generation ancestor Ou Yezi, he is basically no different."
The sloppy Taoist Gong Wenliang said with emotion, with undisguised reverence in his eyes.
"Yo! Isn't this brother Wen Liang? Why is this bringing disciples to Zhujian Peak again? Not bad, but why is there only one disciple? It seems like five of us have come to Qiaojian Peak."
While the two were feeling emotional, a playful joke came from not far away.
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Lin Yi tilted his head to look, and saw a long-faced man in white standing under the left peak and looking at him.
"Hmph, what's so great about having so many people, my junior brother is so strong, one person is worth five of you."
Gong Wenliang glared at the long-faced man with displeasure, and said angrily.
One school and two veins, Zhujian and Qiaojian network inevitably have competition.
But it is obvious that the Qiaojian lineage has a much more prosperous population than the Zhujian lineage, and there are more masters in the younger generation.
After all, who wouldn't want to be a swordsman who kills a man in ten steps, compared to being a rough guy who works hard and forges his body.
"Oh, so this junior brother is a talented genius, so congratulations, it seems that the next martial arts competition will add another general to the sword casting line.
The long-faced man sneered, he didn't believe that this ordinary-looking young man would be a great genius.
After all, that genius will have a brain twitch and not learn the magical swordsmanship, and go to forge iron.
Hearing what the long-faced man said, Gong Wenliang pulled his face, obviously thinking of something unpleasant.
Without further words, he turned his head and pulled Lin Yi up to Zhujian Peak.
Watching the two leave, the long-faced man showed a touch of disdain.
"What kind of root is good, isn't it just a fool who puts a lot of effort into Chuan!".