After drawing out his sword, Yu Youcong breathed a long sigh of relief, as if the stagnation in his chest had completely dissipated.
Thinking about it, if the daring Ling Xiaoxiao hadn't been locked into the illusion in advance, this sword would probably have hit her.
Ling Zhen stared at the old sword god's move, splitting the sea with such skill. It was really shocking and arrogant. He was stunned for a long time, and then slowly gave a thumbs up, with sincere expectations, and flattery and praise. Said: "The old man's swordsmanship is really amazing! I wonder when the younger generation will be lucky enough to learn a skill or two?"
Yu Youcong, who held the Bliss Sword in one hand and clasped his other hand behind his back, looked at the scene in front of him that was killed by his sword with a very happy expression on his face.
Wearing a green shirt and holding a sword, he just looked at the Sea Palace where there was no more sea water. He did not turn his head to look at Ling Zhen. He smiled and said: "I'm too advanced in swordsmanship. Tsk... You can't practice it now. At least I have to wait for you." You can only practice the Five Elements Spiritual Roots when they reach the first level. Unfortunately, your current Water Spiritual Roots are only at the ground level, which is a little bit behind. If you practice it forcefully, you may go crazy and your path will collapse."
After hearing this, Ling Zhen suddenly remembered that there was still this problem.
Then he suddenly realized that he had had a verbal "competition" with his eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao to see whose water spirit root could break through to the highest realm first and enter the next level.
Now it seems that I have lost completely, and I want Sister Xiaoxiao to take the first step to enter the level.
After all, a sister is still a sister, and she is still old and hot. Let’s not talk about whether her qualifications are good or not. At least this opportunity and blessing are still much higher than mine!
The young man in green robe looked sad and said with a confused expression: "What should I do? Senior Yu, will you teach me swordsmanship only after my water spirit root breaks through?"
The old man in green shirt and white hair thought for a moment, then remained silent and did not respond directly.
Suddenly, he turned his head hastily, and the look on Ling Zhen's face was really a bit... weird?
Taking it out with one hand, Yu Youcong grabbed Ling Zhen's right wrist and held it tightly.
Before the young man had time to react, he was suddenly pulled up into the air and flew upwards. After entering the edge, he turned into a rainbow and traveled far away. The speed was as fast as the wind and thunder.
Ling Zhenhun didn't know where he was about to be taken by the old sword god, and he couldn't help himself.
After flying at high speed for about the time of a cup of tea, two people, one old and one young, wearing blue robes and blue robes, arrived at the mountainside of a towering mountain.
After entering the mountain, under the leadership of the Sword God, Ling Zhen saw with his own eyes a giant waterfall that he had never seen before!
Falling from the top of the peak to the earth, there is something like a huge white snake... No, a white dragon falling to the earth.
I estimate that it is probably more than a few thousand feet high.
The magnitude of the power is so shocking that just by looking at it, one feels a sense of excitement and joy!
Still remembering that in the past, Ling Zhen had witnessed many majestic waterfalls, all of which made him amazed and felt that they were majestic and majestic.
But if you ask yourself carefully, to be honest, the waterfalls I saw in the past were as large as this waterfall. It was really unprecedented, and it was the first time I had seen it since I was born.
What an eye-opener today!
"Senior Yu, where are you?"
The young man in green robe standing in the air turned his head and asked curiously.
The old man in green shirt who was hovering side by side with Ling Zhen now loosened his grip on the hand. He chuckled, looked at the super giant waterfall, and said calmly: "This is Yuxi Mountain, within the territory of the Splendid Dynasty. A big mountain in the country got this name because in a certain dynasty in the past, there was a stupid emperor who was not quite right, and he accidentally lost the jade seal of the country. What you see in your eyes now is a mountain that I used When the formation is closed, the waterfall can be named 'White Dragon Snow Waterfall'."
"White Dragon Snow Waterfall?"
Ling Zhen repeated the name of the waterfall. He felt that the charm was quite good and interesting, so he nodded and praised, "This name is quite nice."
Yu Youcong grinned, "No, that's not true. I was once a candidate for a wise man in the academy. The name I came up with has good connotations. How can it be any worse?"
Ling Zhen regretted that he said such an extra thing.
Yu Youcong seemed to be in a good mood, full of energy, and said loudly to the young man beside him, Ling Zhen: "Do you know what my purpose is in bringing you here?"
Ling Zhen smiled tentatively and said, "You can't bring your juniors here to enjoy the waterfall and express their feelings, right?"
Yu Youcong smiled, thinking it was a joke, "Of course not. I want you to meet a... madman today!"
Ling Zhen was puzzled and was about to ask something.
In an instant, the old man with white hair and blue shirt raised the sword of bliss that he had pulled out from the young man's waist. After raising it above his head, he chopped from top to bottom like a butcher chopping melons and vegetables on a chopping board.
The snow-white long sword slashed out a snow-white sword rainbow.
The rainbow light was dazzling and swept straight towards the snow-white waterfall.
With a loud "boom", the White Dragon Snow Waterfall tore open a huge hole like silk cloth.
At the crack, the water flow temporarily stagnated, and a door-like place appeared.
Ling Zhen suddenly realized when he saw Ci Qing's situation.
It turns out that there is a blessed land behind the snowfall!
A wild and arrogant voice suddenly sounded from the ground behind the waterfall. It was unparalleledly powerful and domineering at its peak.
The man opened his throat, his voice was like thunder, and he shouted outside with an arrogant attitude: "Yu You Cong! This is not a holiday, why are you coming here to me?!"
The old sword god Yu Youcong, who was wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword, was floating in the air. He first put the Divine Sword of Paradise back into the sheath on Ling Zhen's waist, laughed loudly, raised his chin covered with white beard, and looked at that The cave shouted loudly: "What? Mr. Long, this is neither a festival nor a new year, so I can't come to see you? Isn't this because I'm afraid that you will be too bored and boring in the cave, and think of committing suicide? !”
The man in the cave didn't have a good tone, and said in a loud voice: "Isn't it that you, surnamed fish, are the ones who locked me up here specifically? If you are so kind-hearted, just let me out for some air!"
Yu Youcong laughed even louder, and responded while laughing: "That's not okay! Let you go and let you go out and do evil? That won't be fun. The most interesting thing is to let you continue to stay behind the waterfall, haha! Do you think what I said makes sense?"
There was no sound in the cave.
I guess that person knew about it, and it was useless. He was so unlucky that he might as well just shut up and act like a mute.
Next, Qing Shi Yu You Cong and Qing Pao Ling Zhen entered the cave behind the White Dragon Snow Waterfall directly, one after the other.
The cave is quite large and surprisingly spacious. It is possible that thousands of people could gather here without feeling crowded.
It was very bright, like the day outside.
Just because there are torches on the left and right sides, including the top, the flames are blue in color, which is unusual and weird!
After walking a few steps, you can see a huge altar. The altar is round and no less than a hundred feet in diameter.
There are torches erected around the big circle. Compared with the surrounding areas, the fire is more powerful and domineering. Its color is also blue, and it burns with extraordinary arrogance.
On the huge altar, there are regular and gorgeous patterns, like the stars of the time, and the Nine Palaces and Bagua, which are mysterious and unparalleled.
In the middle of the jar, there was a person sitting cross-legged.
This man has a tall and huge body, with extremely strong muscles in his upper body. He has his head lowered and his white hair is hanging down.
Wearing a thick black robe, the robe is embroidered with a very complete snow-white dragon, covering the whole body of clothes, with white in the black, extremely eye-catching and eye-catching!
Ling Zhen followed Senior Yu and approached with him.
Approaching the altar covered with torches, the blue-robed sword god Yu Youcong said loudly with a smile: "Why are you silent? Long He, have you become mute or deaf?"
Dragon He?
Ling Zhen felt that the name sounded a little familiar, but he racked his brains and couldn't remember who it was.
The burly man in black robe and white hair still sat cross-legged on the ground with his head bowed in silence, unwilling to pay too much attention to Yu Youcong.
The man in green shirt carried a sword on his back, jumped up, easily climbed onto the altar, walked forward quickly, came to the side of the man surnamed Long, lightly kicked the latter with his toes, and asked with a smile: "Are you still alive? ? Could it be that you didn’t want to see me and took your own life? What a words!”
This old Wang An, whose surname was Yu, was really upset. He was full of anger. The man in black robe suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Are you annoyed? I don't care whether I am alive or not." Points?!"
When he raised his head, Ling Zhen, a young man in green robe who had also walked up to the altar, could see his appearance clearly.
The cheeks are thin and the eyes are as sinister as knives.
His eyebrows are slanted, and the bridge of his nose is as high as an aquiline.
The appearance of a typical hero and the appearance of an evil overlord!
Seeing that he finally spoke up, Yu Youcong laughed a few more times, turned to Ling Zhen and said: "Sir, let me introduce you. This person's surname is Long, Feilong's 'dragon', one by one." The word is not a suitable combination, but a word "he" that crosses vertically and horizontally. In the past, the first master of the White Dragon Sword Sect, who was the first lord of Dongting Lake, was nicknamed by people in the world - "Sword Maniac"! Hey, that's your nickname, crazy Aren’t you crazy? Haha!”
After hearing this, Ling Zhen finally remembered this name.
In the past, he was a swordsman and a hero in martial arts.
He was invincible in the Dongting area in the south of the Jinxiu Dynasty, dominated the Jiangnan Road, and dominated the world.
Founded the Bailongjian Sect of the Jianghu sect. There are countless followers under the sect, and all of them are united in their hearts. Everyone praises the merits of their ancestors and has devout beliefs.
Later, on the cliff of Dongting Island on his own territory, he had a battle with Ying Chun, who was known as the "Sword Master".
In that battle, Long He was completely defeated. After losing miserably, he disappeared without a trace, and his whereabouts were unknown. It was difficult to say whether he was alive or dead.
From then on, the Jianmen was leaderless. A few years later, it was trampled by the Ling family's cavalry of Shenshan Village. They were defeated and killed, and they were completely destroyed. Dongting Lake returned to its former peace.
Ling Zhen was puzzled in his heart, why was the overlord of Jianmen who was so powerful in the south in the past, now in a group?
The words Yu Youcong said next helped the young man dispel his doubts.
"Son, are you curious as to why this 'kendo madman' was detained here by me? This involves an old incident. It will be a long story."
Yu Youcong said with a calm expression, "Back then, after this man named Long reached the eighth level, in order to consolidate his cultivation foundation and improve his swordsmanship, he did not hesitate to kill his brother Long Bai with his own hands and absorb all his sword power. And Zhenqi, turned it into his own use. At that scene, Ying Chun happened to catch him, and a "Sword Master Defeated Sword Maniac" happened. After the defeat in that battle, Long He lost two beloved swords. His sword shattered the sword of his destiny. He wanted to destroy the sword's heart and destroy the muscles, veins and acupuncture points all over his body..."
When he arrived here, Yu Youcong took a quick look at the burly old man in black robes and white hair sitting next to him, and then said with a smile: "But this guy is quite lucky. After losing to Ying Chun, he met me. I acted righteously and not only healed his injuries with his true energy, but also helped him refine a brand new natal sword in his orifice. The name 'ye' was taken from the poem - 'Yi Wanli' How about a long sword?"
The last "how" question was not addressed to Long He, but to Ling Zhen.
The young man immediately raised his thumbs up with both hands and hurriedly praised loudly: "Jue, this name is so awesome! Only Senior Yu can get it."
Yu Youcong raised his head and laughed loudly, "You're quite conversational, haha. I'm very knowledgeable and have more than ten thousand volumes of poetry and books in my belly. Isn't it possible that such a name can be picked at your fingertips?"
At this time, the white-haired Long He, who had been sitting cross-legged, could no longer bear it and said in a deep voice: "I beg you, Mr. Yu, to save some face..."
Yu Youcong raised his eyebrows, glanced down, and shouted at the former swordsman: "Are you looking for a chop?"
Now that the madness is gone and Long He has withdrawn from the world, he can only lower his head silently and lower his voice: "No, the name of the new sword is indeed good."
Even after this sentence, three more words were added, "Very good!"
After hearing this, Yu Youcong snorted through his nose and reluctantly turned his anger into joy, saying: "That's pretty much it. I guess you know some rules and etiquette. By the way, I have created a new set of swordsmanship in recent days. Mr. Long, do you want to learn?"
Long He suddenly raised his head and stared at the blue-robed sword god with blazing eyes.
Yu Youcong turned to look at Ling Zhen again, "This set of swordsmanship is somewhat related to your mother Yao Ying's swordsmanship. How about it? Do you want to learn it?"
Ling Zhen had been thinking about Yu Youcong's swordsmanship for a long time. After hearing the old sword god's words, his interest suddenly doubled, and his eyes were full of excitement.
The young man was extremely excited and said seriously and loudly: "I want to! Junior, if you want to study hard, study hard!"
