Qing Yun Hill.
TongTian Peak, Founders Ancestral Hall.
That old man guarding the ancestral hall right now was still holding his broken broom, standing at the entrance of the hall, looking out. His wrinkled face faintly revealed a strange expression. It seemed to be a little expectant, but also a little excited.
The empty space outside the hall, not a soul in sight but if one looked carefully, one would discover that around this empty space, there were many more strange talismans than usual, either stuck on the surrounding tree trunks or hidden under the bushes and stones. Each talisman paper was about half a zhang apart, seemingly unconnected but in fact indistinctly formed a mysterious formation, isolating this empty space from the surroundings.
The warm sunlight shone down from the sky, inside and outside the formation, there was no difference at all, the same place was bathed in the sunlight.
Just that the next moment, suddenly a sharp sound was heard, from above that empty space. The old man standing at the entrance of the Founders Ancestral Hall looked up, the hand that was holding the broom, subconsciously tightened.
A strange darkness, suddenly appeared above this empty space, in a blink shrouded the sky above the empty space, instantly tainted the surroundings with a heavy austere atmosphere. However, this darkness only existed in this empty space. To be more precise, it existed in the formation formed by the surrounding talismans. It was obvious that this strange formation was set up by an expert to bind this power within.
The black gas in the air became thicker and thicker, making one feel as if one was in the nine levels of hell. But the next moment, suddenly a dragon's long roar was heard, from the black gas, bluish-green light flashed, abruptly burst out from the black gas, in a blink of an eye the radiance was boundless, driving away the black gas.
Lin JingYu held the Dragon Slaying Celestial Sword in his hand and appeared high up in the air. Azure light emitted from his body, extremely dazzling. His eyes were bright and piercing, man and sword as one, suddenly pounced down from the sky.
The Dragon Slayer Sword carried thousands of rays of light, made a loud roar, its imposing manner was unfathomable, still far up in the air but the ground was already filled with dust, sand and stones flying away. And following Lin JingYu's body like lightning, the sides of his body also seemed to be ignited in flames because of his speed and ferocious momentum.
He looked like a God of War, disregarding everything, full of fighting spirit, flying down.
The Ancestral Hall old man's lips, suddenly started to tremble.
[Boom!]
A loud rumbling sound could be heard in the blink of an eye. The ground that was hit by the mystical power of the True Technique let out a painful groan. In an instant, the surface of the ground within the array was torn apart. Rocks of all sizes actually left the ground and shot up into the sky. And the dazzling bluish-green light ball in the middle of that power, had already pierced deep into the ground.
And the dazzling bluish-green light ball in the middle of that power, had already pierced deep into the ground. The faint sound of a mysterious incantation could be heard in the air, and an invisible force spread out, enveloping this massive destructive force, preventing it from leaking out.
Outside the spirit formation, the sun was warm and the grass and trees were leisurely growing. But inside the spirit formation, the sky and earth were turned upside down like a violent storm.
This was the mystical scene outside Qing Yun Hill Founders Masters.
In the distance, a dark green figure was watching from afar. He stood motionlessly with his hands behind his back.
The storm in the formation gradually calmed down. The sand and dust that had been blown into the sky by the huge force fell back down. The cracks on the ground and the huge deep hole still recorded the earth-shattering blow just now.
Standing at the entrance of the Founders Ancestral Hall, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, finally revealing a trace of a smile. In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a deep sense of gratification.
After a whistling sound, Lin JingYu leaped out of the deep pit with the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand. His body was covered with dust and even his handsome face was stained with some dust. As soon as his body landed on the ground, he immediately started to pant heavily. However, his face was still filled with excitement.
He raised his head and looked at the old man standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth. He slowly raised his hand and gently waved at him.
Lin JingYu caught his breath and walked quickly to the old man's side, calling out: "Senior, I …"
The old man smiled and nodded. His eyes were full of gratification and love as he looked at him. He said in a low voice, "You're good, really good."
Speaking, he slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. He leisurely said, "Even if it was me at that time, mastering this' Slay Ghost Deity 'true way sword formula, I was not much faster than you."
Lin JingYu, with a sound, sheathed the Dragon Slayer Sword into its sheath. The excitement on his face had not faded. He said, "Senior, if not for your guidance, I really don't know when I would be able to master this kind of unique true way!"
That old man snorted. His face revealed a trace of disdain. He faintly said, "Today in Qing Yun sect, other than DaoXuan, only Tian BuYi and your previous teacher Vasp Caelo are still acceptable. The other elders are all good-for-nothings."
Baye was startled. He had been learning from this mysterious old man in the ancestral hall for more than ten years. Over the years, as his cultivation deepened, his respect and admiration for this old man deepened. He really felt that this old man had opened up a new world for him that he had never known before. It turned out that cultivation could also be done in this way.
And as Lin JingYu spent more time with this old man, the old man began to love him more and more. They talked more and more. Naturally, it involved some of the people in the world. At this moment, the old man's tone was unexpectedly arrogant. It was as if in the world, there were not many people who could enter his eyes.
In the beginning, although Baye did not dare to refute but in his heart he was not convinced. But as his cultivation deepened, he felt more and more that this old man was really unfathomable, felt even more that he was so arrogant, naturally he had his reasons. With his skills, how many people in the world would be able to catch his eye?
But he always disliked that fat Bamboo Peak Shishu Tian BuYi. Perhaps it was because he saw Tian BuYi scolding Shaw Danon. He could not help but said, "Senior, I think that Tian BuYi is very sloppy and ordinary. What is so great about him?"
The old man glanced at him, shook his head and said, "What do you know, Tian Bolis looks ordinary, but in cultivation, he has a special talent, and his character is persistent, far beyond ordinary people, this point is especially important after the cultivation deepens. When he entered the sect, he was always mediocre. Once he was enlightened, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. His achievement was even above those lively shixiong and shijie who looked down on him. "
He snorted coldly again, said, "In this world, eight or nine out of ten people are mediocre. Like Tianyun, Shang Zheng Liang, a bunch of trash, what do they know?"
Lin JingYu was silent but looking at the old man's arrogant expression, his words even belittled Taoist Tian Yun and the rest of the Qing Yun heads whose names shook the world back then as trash, if this was spread out, it would be a world-shocking joke but for some reason, Lin JingYu right now did not even have the slightest doubt.
The old man turned his head and looked at Lin JingYu, said, "Although you can use this style 'Slay Ghost Deity', but this style of sword incantation is fierce and extreme Yang. Although the power is great, it also consumes a lot of your body's energy. You are talented and can already practice this at such a young age. But you still need to continue practicing to be able to use it freely. Unless it is a critical moment, it is better not to use this sword incantation. "
Lin JingYu knelt down in front of him, respectfully said, "Yes, disciple understands."
The old man helped him up, assessed him with a few glances, a trace of arrogance flashed past his face, said, "In this world, Jadeon people only know that 'Celestial Sword Wield Thunder True Formula' is our Jadeon's supreme true way. Actually what kind of person was our sect's Qing Ye founder. He sorted out the skills passed down by the predecessors and also with his own understanding from the nameless ancient scroll, passed down a total of four styles of sword incantation. Which one of them is not a supreme true way with unparalleled power?"
"What?" Lin JingYu was shocked, said, "There is such a thing, my teacher he... he had never told me before."
The old man shook his head slightly, said, "Your teacher also does not know."
Lin JingYu's shock was no small matter. At that time Taoist Cang Song's status in Jadeon sect, was just below one person and above tens of thousands. But this old man actually said that even he did not know. But in fact Taoist Cang Song indeed did not tell him.
Towards this old man's identity and background, Lin JingYu couldn't help but feel even more curious.
That old man's eyes, which were filled with vicissitudes of life and experience, only needed to look at his face for a moment before he knew what this young man was thinking. However, he did not expose him. Instead, he suddenly frowned and seemed to have sensed something. His eyes suddenly looked into the distance.
After a moment, he retracted his gaze, his expression a little strange and then faintly said, "It is getting late, you go back first."
Lin JingYu was really reluctant but he had always revered this old man like a deity and did not dare to disobey him. He respectfully knelt down and kowtowed three times before turning to leave.
Not long after, only that old man was left. He was silent for a long time, his body resumed its stooped appearance, hobbled to one side, the broom danced, dust rose. At the same time as sweeping up the stones and dust, those mysterious talismans hidden in the secret places were also swept up by him as if they were weightless, drifted into the dust.
After tidying up that piece of empty land, he randomly filled those stones into the huge pit that Lin JingYu had made, barely filling it up. This old man seemed to be panting and tired, stood and rested for a while before he slowly turned around and walked back into the Founders Ancestral Hall.
In the Ancestral Hall, it was still as quiet and dim as usual. In the depths of the hall, before the innumerable memorial tablets, little by little flickering candles silently burned.
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