Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

"The disciple respects the decree of the Dharma."

Lin An bowed respectfully to Biyou Palace, then looked at the boy and said politely, "Please ask Xiantong to lead the way."

"Brother, please follow me."

The boy showed a smile, and led Lin An into Biyou Palace, and said as he walked, "Brother, just call me Water and Fire Boy."

Lin An nodded, originally wanted to give him some greeting gifts, after all, it would be convenient to have a good relationship with him in the future.

Just thinking about the treasure on my body, it seems that there is nothing to give away.

It didn't take long for him to take shape, and he stayed in Kunlun Mountain for meditation after taking shape. Except for Jinzhong and Yuxin, he only had a central Wujixing yellow flag left.

These cannot be given away.

In addition, it seems that the leaves and branches of his body are the only ones that can be obtained.

But giving gifts to self-inflicted injuries doesn't seem to be the case, right?

Forget it, let's talk about it next time.

……

The interior of Biyou Palace is similar to Yuxu Palace, it seems to be a small world, if there is no Shuihuo boy to lead the way, Lin An will probably get lost in it.

Not long after, Lin An came down to a cloud bed led by Shuihuo boy, and saw a chaotic figure sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, dressed in a blue Taoist robe and wearing a nine-cloud crown...

Lin An didn't dare to look too much, bowed down and said: "Disciple pays respects to Master Uncle, may Master Uncle realize the holy way soon."

Tong Tian slowly opened his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "Your master asked you to come, right?"

Lin An nodded, "It's the master's order, but the disciple also has this plan."

"Oh?"

Tong Tian glanced at Lin An in surprise, "Tell me, what do you want to do in my Biyou Palace?"

Chapter 009 Depot

In Biyou Palace, Tong Tian Gao sat on the cloud bed, looking at Lin An below with great interest.

Under his gaze, Lin An calmly said: "Before the disciple transformed into a form, he stood on the Qilin Cliff for countless years. Although he was ignorant, he was fortunate to see you, Master Uncle, enlightened. Master Uncle's swordsmanship and formation are in the hands of disciples. You have left an indelible imprint in your heart, which has benefited the disciple a lot. Therefore, after hearing about your return today, the disciple wanted to come to Biyou Palace to meet the uncle and express his gratitude."

Tong Tian lightly nodded thoughtfully, "That's right, I planted you on Qilin Cliff after I brought you back from Fenbao Cliff, and the three of us brothers talked about Dao and Xuan, and you were all listening to me... Tell me Listen, what kind of impression did my kendo leave on you?"

Lin An straightened his waist, and said with a solemn expression: "The three-foot green front is proud of the world, and you go up to the poor and fall to the underworld... Your kendo left me the biggest impression of pursuit and exploration, tireless, unstoppable! Nothing can stop you from pursuing Avenue."

Tong Tian became serious, and said deeply: "Indeed, since I came back from Fenbaoya, I have been pursuing and exploring the way of proving the Tao. Unexpectedly...the person who understands me best is not my disciple."

Lin An didn't speak.

At this time, if you say something like "this disciple has learned your kendo, he can be regarded as a disciple of the Supreme Purity", it will definitely gain Tongtian's favor in an instant, but it will also make his master unhappy.

It's too scumbag to step on two boats.

So Lin An simply didn't say anything.

Tong Tian just sighed a little, and asked with a smile: "Have you also learned all the supernatural powers I created?"

Lin An shook his head, "Shangqing's miraculous Dharma is profound and profound, and it's very mysterious. Although I have memorized it, it is difficult for me to comprehend it thoroughly."

"Ah."

Tongtian nodded in satisfaction.

Although the three Qings came from the same origin and worshiped Daoist Hongjun as their teacher, they each have their own strengths.

After Zixiao Palace closed its doors, Sanqing returned to Kunlun Mountain to comprehend the Dao on his own, and each created his own magical powers.

Although the three Qings have never competed with each other, they have also discussed with each other whether the magic methods created by each are stronger or weaker.

Of course, the final result must be that everyone insists on their own opinions, and there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors.

At this time, Tong Tian was filled with joy when he heard that the wonderful method of Shangqing that he created was praised by the disciples of Yuqing's lineage, and he immediately forgot about the previous unhappiness.

Looking at Lin An below, Tongtian said curiously: "The magic technique I created is the swordsmanship. How much of it do you understand?"

Lin An heard that he wanted to demonstrate for himself, and felt a little happy, and hurriedly said: "Master's swordsmanship embraces the world, and its vastness is like the sea of ​​stars. This disciple only comprehends a little bit, so please ask Master's advice."

While speaking, he had activated his mana to condense a long sword in his hand, and then swung it lightly.

The soft sword intent diffused out, turning into small swords with handles, converging into a rushing waterfall that revolved around his body.

This waterfall transformed by sword energy seems to form a unique small world, separating Lin An from the big world outside.

Tong Tian's eyes lit up slightly, and he said with a smile: "That's right, this sword has already touched the threshold of the sword domain. You can use this sword in the realm of a true fairy. It seems that you are indeed very talented in the way of swords."

After a pause, he said solemnly: "Although you have reached the realm where picking flowers and flying leaves can be a sword, a sword is a sword! To practice the way of the sword, you must first be sincere to the sword!"

Lin An nodded, "Thank you uncle for your teaching, I will keep it in mind, and refine a suitable fairy sword as soon as possible."

"Ok?"

Tong Tian was a little strange: "Why, your master didn't refine the fairy sword for you?"

Lin An hurriedly said: "Master has given me Jinzhong and Yuxin, as well as the Central Wuji Xinghuang Banner to protect me..."

Tong Tian interrupted angrily: "Those things are good for body protection, but they are useless for kendo practice! The second brother is really, such a student with outstanding kendo talent is not even willing to give a fairy sword... Forget it, It just so happens that I have a lot of fairy swords here, so you pick one."

As he said that, he waved his hand, and the chaotic atmosphere surrounding him was instantly subdued, revealing a wall covered with immortal swords.

At a glance, there are hundreds of handles.

Lin An looked at the dazzling array of fairy swords, and his eyes almost went straight.

These fairy swords all exude a powerful aura, some are fierce, some are sharp, and some are clumsy... Especially the green fairy sword at the top, like a haughty king looking down on all living beings, and at the same time has An unruly, noble and self-confident charm.

Tong Tian looked at Lin An staring at the sword, and said a little funnyly: "It's the Qingping sword, you can't give it to you if you see through your eyes."

Lin An: "..."

Didn't you say you can pick at will?

Putting away the longing in his eyes, Lin An became a little worried again.

If this really received the fairy sword bestowed by Tongtian, wouldn't Yuanshi feel uncomfortable?

Tong Tian looked at the hesitation on his face, and immediately understood what he was thinking, and said angrily: "Just like your master, it's not cool at all. If I give you the fairy sword, it's my meeting gift for you. What can your master say?"

Hearing this, Lin An knew that if he hesitated any longer, he might ruin the goodwill he gained so hard.

At that moment, he quickly looked at the fairy swords on the wall, and picked out a fairy sword that was light blue in color like jasper.

"Qing Ming Sword? You have a good eye."

Tong Tian's eyelids twitched, "I originally planned to give it to my eldest disciple, but now it's cheaper for you."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the Qingming Sword flew into Lin An's hand.

Holding the jasper-like scabbard, he could clearly feel a powerful wave of spiritual power from it.

Lin An was overjoyed, he only chose this Qingming sword because he saw the most similarity to that Qingping sword.

Now listening to Tongtian's words, this Qingming sword seems to be the best among the fairy swords on the wall except Qingping sword.

I'm sorry, Junior Brother Duobao who I haven't met yet.

"Thank you uncle for giving me the sword!"

"Small things, not worth mentioning!"

Tong Tian shook his head, and he couldn't tell that he was in pain just now, "I see that your real fairyland has been completed, but the calamity of the three disasters has not yet arrived. Maybe it's because you are too cautious. If you have time, , When traveling in prehistoric times, open your heart and gain some knowledge.”

"Thank you for the reminder, uncle."

Lin An's heart moved slightly, he thanked him, and left Biyou Palace backwards.

After leaving the palace gate, he remembered the purpose of his trip.

It seems that he didn't mention a single word about dealing with Jin Guangxian, he just praised the supernatural magic method, and then demonstrated the kendo he had comprehended, and finally got a fairy sword.

Master Uncle Tongtian is magnificent!

Lin An couldn't help admiring in his heart, and at the same time, a sentence popped up in his mind——

The prehistoric is not fighting and killing, the prehistoric is the way of the world.

……

Inside Biyou Palace, Tongtian couldn't help but sighed.

"A disciple with such a high talent in swordsmanship was actually picked up by the second brother!"

If it's just that he has a high talent in swordsmanship, the key is that compared with those disciples under his seat, this Xuan Chengzi has good etiquette, and he speaks nicely. Although he is a bit reserved and calm, he is also influenced by his master. It must be very different to be trained by him!

Chapter 010 You are late

After leaving Biyou Palace, Lin An was about to return to his Taoist hall, but saw three figures walking towards him.

Walking in the front was a tall and burly young man with a resolute face and sharp eyes, and there seemed to be a sword light brewing in his eyes.

Lin An knew at a glance that this was a manifestation of the advanced level of sword practice, and he was tempering his sword intent anytime and anywhere.

Walking behind are two young women.

The woman on the left is graceful and elegant, wearing a pale gold dress, with a golden ring around her neck, and a little golden pattern between her brows, which looks luxurious and heroic; the woman on the right is elegant and refined, wearing a plain white dress, Without any decoration, it looks neat and generous.

While Lin An was looking at the three of them, the other party was also looking at him.

Perhaps it was because Lin An came out from Biyou Palace, the eyes of the three of them were a little suspicious.

As for the identities of the three, Lin An made a good guess, and said with a smile, "The three are the direct disciples of my uncle? I am the son of Xuan Cheng, a disciple of Yuqing's lineage."

The tall and burly young man's face was slightly gloomy, he stared at him and said in a cold voice: "Are you the head disciple of the Taoist sect? You are the one who sealed Jin Guangxian today?"

Lin An nodded slightly, and said calmly, "I did it."

The beautiful woman sensed that the atmosphere between the two was not good, she hurried forward, bowed to Lin An apologetically, and said, "I have never met Senior Brother Xuan Chengzi."

Lin An returned a salute, "I have seen Wudang Junior Sister."

The noble woman beside Wudang also bowed, "Jin Ling has met Senior Brother Xuan Chengzi."

Lin An smiled back and said, "I've seen Junior Sister Jin Ling."

The tall and burly young man gave a slight "hum" and also bowed: "Duobao, the first disciple of Yuqing's lineage, has met Senior Brother Xuanchengzi."

Lin Anzhu felt a little amused when he realized that he had emphasized the word "first apprentice".

It seems that his action of punishing Jin Guangxian made the head disciple of the Qing Dynasty unhappy.

However, he still returned a salute, "I have seen Junior Brother Duobao."

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, etiquette was the most important thing. As a disciple of Yuqing's lineage, no matter where he went, he could not let others tell his faults about etiquette.

After the two parties greet each other, they can be considered to know each other.

Duobao's expression softened a little, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know what's important for Senior Brother to go to Biyou Palace?"

Lin An didn't hide it either, he also knew that everything that happened outside could not be hidden from Tongtian in Biyou Palace.

He smiled and said: "After I left the customs today, I heard that my uncle came back from his travels, so I came here to pay my respects. In addition, today I punished Jin Guangxian. Come here and want to explain clearly to my uncle..."

Before he finished speaking, Duobao chuckled and looked at Lin An with disdain.

"It turns out that senior brother came here to apologize."

Lin An shook his head and said with a smile, "What is my fault?"

Duobao's complexion sank again, and he said coldly, "Jin Guangxian is a disciple of my lineage, even if he made mistakes, it's not your turn to punish him!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin An suddenly shouted loudly: "Presumptuous! You are just getting started, how dare An speak wild words?"

Duobao was stunned by his sudden outburst, what did I say?

Lin An went on to shout: "Shangqing lineage is in charge of you or master uncle?"

Duobao was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "It goes without saying, of course the master is in charge!"

"Since the uncle is in charge, he has already said that I, the head disciple of the Taoist sect, will handle the matter of Jin Guangxian on his behalf. Why do you keep saying that it is not my turn to punish?"

"This……"

Cold sweat broke out on Duobao's forehead, and he said in a panic, "That's not what I meant."