A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 867

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of muffled sounds came from the lobby, and several figures, like cannonballs out of the chamber, flew upside down and hit the wooden stairs in the center.

The hard solid wood suddenly collapsed, the armrest broke, and dust and sawdust floated into the air, but the old man with white hair and beard hit the twisted wooden stick in his hand, and a pair of angry eyes swept across the large number of dark believers around him.

Although the old man's anger was extremely strong and his aura was like a rainbow, the people around him were all dark believers whose minds were manipulated after all, so it was impossible for him to be caught by his aura, and they shot again expressionlessly.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"Get out of the way! Although Karma Taj's mages are mysterious and profound, but when it comes to melee combat, you are still no match for warriors!"

As the voice fell, a middle-aged man with dark purple charred eyes came out from the crowd. All the dark believers stopped their movements immediately and stood in place, staring blankly at the white-haired man in the center. old man.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and his eyes fell on the dark purple charred lines on the middle-aged man's face.

"Sure enough, Lin Hongsheng, is this the longevity that your dark lord bestowed on you?"

"Hehe... Senior Li, this is your fault!"

The middle-aged man chuckled, ignored the white-haired old man's sarcasm, and said calmly: "Appearance and appearance are just small things. As long as you can gain great strength and immortal life, what is a small sacrifice?"

"..." The white-haired old man frowned when he heard the words, clenched the wooden stick in his hand, looked at him with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and said, "Lin Hongsheng, Lin Hongsheng, I really can't figure it out, those stupid foreigners Forget it, you, as a high-ranking disciple of Wudang Mountain, are extremely talented, and you were recommended by a Taoist sect to study in Karma Taj, and your future is limitless, so you actually believe them?!"

"Why not?" The middle-aged man was noncommittal, pulling out the long sword from his waist, and said calmly, "Senior Li, there are many beliefs in this world, but no matter whether it is the Christian heaven or the Western bliss, all the people who seek and conspire are nothing more than It’s nothing more than transcending eternal life, since my lord can also bestow such a thing, even if the form is slightly different, what’s the problem?”

"You are honest!" The white-haired old man sneered, "If this is the case, the old man is also a little moved, but it is a pity that your monarch not only has the kindness to bestow eternal life, he also intends to devour the earth and turn this place into darkness Space, at that time, all beings will be forced to become his puppets just like you, and everything will cease to exist..."

"Lin Hongsheng, let me ask you, what is the meaning of such eternal life?"

"Well~ then it's none of my business!"

The middle-aged man stepped on his feet suddenly, and his figure flew out like a swimming dragon, with the sword's edge reaching the eyebrows of the white-haired old man.

At the same time, Lin Yi's expression on the inside of the corridor suddenly changed, and he stared gloomyly at the middle-aged man's sword edge. There was a cyan light flowing there at the moment, which was obviously the innate qi unique to qi practitioners!
Lin Yi's face was gloomy and watery. Until this moment, he had been watching the play with relish, feeling the atmosphere of the world that he hadn't experienced for many years, but now when the middle-aged man drew his sword, he suddenly remembered that he had entrusted Master Lin Shuwu handed over the Qi exercises to the Huaxia Taoist sect and its subordinate sects.

Now that this dark believer named Lin Hongsheng is a master disciple of Wudang Mountain, he naturally also practiced the method of practicing qi in Wudang Mountain.

This time, Lin Yike couldn't sit still. Although he knew that the blame for this incident was not his own, but Wudang Mountain's ignorance of people and his failure to train the minds of his disciples, he saw someone using the Qi practice that he had passed down. Lin Yi still couldn't help but feel angry because of the evil practice, his handsome face was so gloomy at this moment that it seemed as if water could drip out.

"Really brave!"

Lin Yi snorted coldly, and a silver light shone from behind him, sweeping across the entire temple.

In an instant, everything was frozen. The figure of the middle-aged man holding the sword and charging forward was fixed in the air, his eyes widened, and he looked angrily at the white-haired old man who was waving the wooden stick and sweeping towards the edge of the sword. .

At the very beginning, he thought it was Old Li who had been hiding his clumsiness, and his heart was naturally full of panic, but now that he calmed down, he realized that the other party was also frozen there like him, maintaining the movement of waving the wooden stick.

Realizing this, the middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but then a greater panic hit his mind.

He suddenly remembered that among the huge Karma Taj, it seems that only the Supreme Sorcerer can achieve this step...

Could it be that the Supreme Master came to the Hong Kong Temple in person?

How can this be? !
Casillas is in the London Temple. What is the Supreme Master doing in the Hong Kong Temple instead of going to the London Temple to deal with him?
against yourself?Although Lin Hongsheng is proud, he still has some self-knowledge after all. With his strength and status, it is really unworthy to ask the Supreme Master to deal with it personally.

But if it wasn't the Supreme Mage, then who would it be?

Just when Lin Hongsheng was in a state of confusion, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from above the stairs.

Although the footsteps were gentle, each step was extremely heavy, as if it fell heavily on their hearts, making everyone's heart stagnant, as if they couldn't vomit blood.

Not long after, Lin Yi, dressed in white, came in front of the middle-aged man.

Looking at the gloomy and handsome face, Lin Hongsheng finally understood whose hands he had fallen into.

Lin Yi snorted again, and with a wave of his right hand, a silver light enveloped the white-haired old man, freeing his body from the confinement of space.

In an instant, the white-haired old man regained his ability to move. The wooden stick that was swinging couldn't stop for a while, and it slapped Lin Hongsheng's face firmly with the sound of howling wind and thunder.

"Snapped--"

The sound of the body colliding with the wooden stick sounded, and Lin Hongsheng's cheeks rippled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly became red and swollen, leaving a very clear trace of the wooden stick.

Lin Hongsheng only felt the burning pain on his face, and immediately glared at the white-haired old man in front of him.

The white-haired old man also seemed a little embarrassed, coughed twice, quickly put away his wooden stick, and saluted Lin Yi.

"Elder Lin, I have admired your name for a long time!"

"Um……"

Lin Yi responded softly. He has a good reputation in Karma Taj. As the guardian of the Hong Kong Temple, it is not surprising that the white-haired old man can recognize his identity. It is just the title of Elder Lin...

Lin Yi glanced at the white-haired old man, and suddenly asked, "Are you from the Taoist sect, or from Kama Taj?"

"It's all." The white-haired old man laughed, arched his hands and explained, "Elder Lin, I think you also know that this supreme mage has a lot to do with my Huaxia. 800 years ago, when she was not the supreme mage , she once traveled around the land of my Southern Song Dynasty as a Taoist surnamed Yao, and at that time she had already had an inseparable connection with Taoism."

"So for the past 800 years, whenever China was prosperous, the supreme mage would hand over the Hong Kong Temple to the Taoist sect. In order to show respect for Kama Taj, the Taoist sect often just asked me to wait in the Taoist gate. Say, we belong to Kama Taj and not to Kama Taj, we belong to the Daoist sect and not to the Daoist sect..."

"I see. This is the first time I've heard such a statement." Lin Yi nodded thoughtfully.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, and the sleeves that were rolled up during the battle fell off at some point, and the white-haired and childlike face no longer had the previous frowning look, paired with the rugged wooden staff and the windless automatic With a fluttering white beard, he seemed to have regained the appearance of an old fairy with a refined temperament.

Standing beside Lin Yi, he looked more like a fairy who had jumped out of the Three Realms and was not in the Five Elements.

Lin Yi looked him up and down, and felt that he really should put on such an outfit. Although the white clothes and casual clothes on weekdays are comfortable to wear, compared with the ancient clothes, there is still a lack of fluttering sleeves. Dust.

While Lin Yi was looking at the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man was also secretly looking at Lin Yi in amazement.

He has heard of Lin Yi's name a long time ago, and he also knows that he is the idol and pinnacle of all Chinese warriors today. The video of the Avenger Juggernaut destroying Sokovia with one sword is even more popular in the circle of Kama Taj and Chinese warriors It was widely circulated that at that time he was already amazed by this kind of swordsmanship, but now Lin Yi has frozen the entire space of the temple without even using the sword. This kind of ability is probably not just the swordsmanship. These few words can be included...

The white-haired old man swallowed, but still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, he cupped his hands and asked, "Elder Lin's martial arts are world-class, and his swordsmanship is superb. He must have reached the legendary realm of transforming a domain with a sword, right?"

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and looked at the white-haired old man with some surprise: "Master even showed you this?"

The white-haired old man hurriedly explained: "No, although the respected master is straightforward, he is not a person who transcends. Without Elder Lin's consent, how could it be possible to pass on your "Sword Manual" to others? Just blowing nonsense and showing off to other old friends..."

"Sword Sutra"...

Lin Yi had a strange expression on his face. He just sorted out the new kendo training system, but didn't give it any name. Presumably, Master Lin Shuwu made up a name himself.

The corners of Lin Yi's lips curled up slightly, and he shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Li. I reorganized the cultivation system of kendo in order to pass on my experience to future generations. If you really have enough qualifications and understanding, let alone read it. "Sword Manual", even if I personally teach him, so what, but, since you want to learn my skills, don't just learn half of them!"

After speaking, Lin Yi turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man with a cold expression, and said, "I don't remember that in the exercises handed over to the Taoist sect, there are rules such as being ungrateful and believing in evil gods..."

Lin Hongsheng's eyes were terrified, and he wanted to speak up to explain, but he was completely unable to speak out.

Seeing that Lin Yi seemed about to get angry, the white-haired old man cupped his hands quickly, wanting to ask Lin Yi to spare Lin Hongsheng's life for the time being, but before he could really speak, Lin Hongsheng's body instantly disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist in the silver light .

This... this is the shot?

The white-haired old man stared blankly at the blood mist in front of him. Before he could react from the shock, he saw the blood mist condense again, gathering into an intact body in a holy white light.

It's just that compared to before, there is no dark purple charcoal on Lin Hongsheng's face at this time.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand with a cold expression, and pulled out his soul as if grabbing a chicken.

In the next second, a holy white light bloomed from Lin Yi's palm, and the soul that was originally dazed suddenly let out screams, and the soul that showed broken purple marks like an evil spirit suddenly emitted streaks of scorched black smoke.

Not long after, the black smoke dissipated, Lin Yi also put away the white light, and put his dying soul into Lin Hongsheng's body again.

This series of actions made the white-haired old man dumbfounded, and he could only stand there dumbfounded, watching Lin Yishi do what he did.

After finishing all this, Lin Yi stretched out his right palm, and a small silver sword condensed out of his palm. He inserted his backhand into the center of Lin Hongsheng's eyebrows, and after it disappeared into the skin, he threw Lin Hongsheng, who had become stupid and stupid, to the white-haired sword. old man.

"I know you still have something to ask him. Now, he has been reshaped by me, his mind has been closed, his cultivation has been cut off, and he is no longer controlled by the Lord of the Dark Dimension. If you have any questions, He will answer, but you must remember that after everything is over, let Wudang Mountain clean up the house, but if they don't do it..."

Speaking of the last sentence, Lin Yi hummed heavily, and a silver light flashed in his eyes, turning into silver-white sword pupils.

The pupils of the white-haired old man shrank suddenly, and he felt thousands of sword qi rushing towards his face, as if he was in a valley full of sword blades. No matter the radius of the world, the flowers, plants and trees, even the air flowing around him seemed to be transformed. sword.

Although this feeling was only for a moment, the white-haired old man was still extremely shocked.

Is this the legendary Juggernaut who transforms the domain with the sword and joins the Dao with the sword?
Now that he has not even drawn out his sword, he can have such power. If he really did draw out his sword, I really don't know what will happen...

The white-haired old man was both horrified and longing in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly cupped his hands respectfully and saluted Lin Yi.

"Follow Elder Lin's order!"

Lin Yi nodded lightly, turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

He came here mainly on a whim, wanting to see the Hong Kong Temple, but now his interest has been lost by this guy, so he naturally doesn't want to stay here any longer.

Just two steps away, Lin Yi suddenly turned around again.

The white-haired old man hurriedly cupped his hands, but saw Lin Yi stretch out his hand to take a blank picture scroll from the side, and then drew out a bright silver sword, and slashed it casually, leaving a straight sword mark on the picture scroll.

"I know that your Daoist sect has a main pavilion of kung fu. You send this painting to the Daoist sect and order them to hang it at the door. Anyone who practices my kendo and qi kung fu will not be able to withstand the test of this sword mark." Professor, do you understand?"

"understand!"

The white-haired old man saluted respectfully, then quickly reached out to take it.

(End of this chapter)