Immortal Sword Master

An old man in a black robe sat cross-legged on an ancient cross-shaped altar in the lush forest.

The altar is surrounded by a large number of green vine branches, crisp bird sounds and insect sounds lingering around, and the fine sun drops from above.

The old man was motionless, his eyes closed tightly as if adjusting his breath.

Not long after, a team of men and women came in the distance, all in white, but with a little scarlet bird logo on their shoulders. The first person arched his hands far towards the old man.

"Chen Yangjing, Xiao Yi."

The people in white behind him were all innocent complexions, extraordinary skill, and looked neat.

The old man nodded.

"East of England, Huang Kun." He also arched back.

"It turned out to be Brother Huang Kun." Another voice came from a distance, faint.

"People are still coming a few miles away, and Brother Hu Nan's technique of transmitting sounds of thousands of miles has become more and more exquisite." Xiao Yi, a man in white, laughed.

"Is that just us?" Huang Kun, a black robe, whispered.

"It's already here, but many people take a rest in a distant town and don't come over." Xiao Yi explained.

"How many people are here this time?"

"Not to say ten suppressors in a region?"

"Just check, how many districts have been mobilized? Maybe each district is divided so that we can choose a leader ourselves in advance?" Huang Kun frowned.

"Possibly ..." A yellow shadow suddenly arrived between words, and appeared on the edge of the altar immediately, falling on a thick vine.

"Hu Xiong has been guarding the frontier for many years, but it is much harder than those of us in the Mainland. I think the compulsory course is also making rapid progress?" Xiao Yi complimented slightly.

Huang Ying showed himself, a man with a mustache. Behind him suddenly a figure appeared, all in yellow clothes.

"Although our Jingxiu Villa has accumulated for many years, it is still far beyond the rest of the mainland."

The man Hu Nan said in a deep voice, "I wonder if there is any record on the list of our region?"

"Of course there is, there is a record in the second decree." Huang Kun, the old man in the black robe, stretched out his hand and shot a little white line, which fell to Hu Nan's hand. Expand into a note.

He caught it. On top of it is a name of a different force. After watching it, he suddenly hesitated.

"Actually, Lingxin Villa is also waiting for me. I wonder if the Lingxin Villa owner is here?"

"Although the master of the spiritual heart is not high, but the front line is profound and profound. If he is present, it will definitely increase the security of this mission." Xiao Yixi said.

"Just five districts. I have to be responsible for sweeping the worm division's lair over here. Is there some difficulty?" He turned sharply.

"Perhaps the manpower is insufficient?" Hu Nan shook his head. "We are okay. Some regional repressors have been accumulated for generations. Especially those forces that have gone through many twists and turns and are safe and sound are getting stronger. It is as if the tail of a prince is too big, presumably The above is going to make up my mind this time. "

Several people spoke, and soon there were several waves in the forest. They are all introverted and full of energy. The body is large or small with the pine forest sword school logo.

By noon, seven or eight people had gathered by the altar.

Each voter was an old adulterer and looked at each other. But they just complimented each other and looked at the repressors from other parties.

After years of rest, the masters of these forces all have hidden cultivation methods, and their true strength cannot be judged only by looking at the breath.

But the suppressors who guard the border are definitely stronger than the general mainland. After all, the demons who invade the border have a high frequency of opponents, and there are many actual combats. Some of the suppressors in the mainland are more peaceful, and some even have sword skills. Rusty.

In this way, the two repressors guarding the border will each occupy the altar side, and the rest of the repressors in the mainland are natural and not speculative. They gather together. For those who have a strong **** repression, they are faint. Some exclusion may be awe or fear.

Near noon, another group of horses faintly appeared in the distance in the forest, all in white clothes and white horses, carrying double swords. One of the leading people smiled with a hint of indifference, hanging two swords at the waist, and embroidered a corner of the white clothes A heart word.

This man looks like he is in his early forties, with a pair of pallors, and a faint temperament of reading poems.

A group of white horse knights galloping in the forest is also free to walk, swiftly crossing, almost not obstructed by trees.

"stop."

The leader took a drink.

Suddenly, thirty riding orders were banned, and all stopped quickly.

"But owner Lin Xinlin?"

There was a voice from the mainland repressor Fang.

Lin Xin looked in the past and saw that the two sides were distinct.

The mainland side also has several repressors he knows, almost all of whom are fresh horses and luxurious makeup. At first glance, it is very valuable and respectful.

On the other side are two suppressors stationed at the border.

The two of them, each in a group of ordinary yellow clothes, stood on one side and said something to their own. Everyone has a faint sense of killing, and they are plainly dressed.

The other side is even more peculiar. There are only three of them, and even the clothes are a little broken. They wear a gray fluttering coat. If they don't see the pine forest logo on the chest of the clothes, they thought they were coming for dinner. But all three's hands were held on the hilt of the waist, and their faces were as stiff as ice cubes.

After thinking for a while, Lin Xin also remembered hearing someone said that there is a kind of suppression of the resident who is extremely difficult. Unlike the general suppression of the resident, they go to the most bitter cold places, the conditions are difficult, and they can only be seen for a long time With a little human trace, the suppression of slaughter can only rely on very few people, and the materials are naturally extremely difficult. In fact, more people were offended in Zongmen before being assigned.

"Lin Zhuang, why can't you come?" Among the repressors in the Mainland, Xiao Yi of Chen Yangjing laughed aloud, looking familiar.

Lingxin Villa has a great reputation. Fujian is also widely spread in Zongmen. As one of the suppressors who has a great effect on Zongmen, Lin Xin is also well-known. Compared with many other suppressors who change frequently, Said that he can be as stable as Mount Tai for more than two decades, naturally has his own spirit and heritage.

After thinking about it, Lin Xin arched his hand.

"Thank you for your kindness. It's too crowded there. I'll be right here."

Hearing over there, Xiao Yi, Huang Kun, and others with a smile on their faces looked a little unsightly. What else did Xiao Yi want to say. Was pulled down by a person. Not much to say.

Here Lin Xin rested in place. Among the people who set off this time, Lin Zhen was coming, he did not let it. Instead, let Lin Luo follow himself.

In addition, there are thirty people in the villa's enshrining masters, half of whom are recruited from the outside and cultivated by the villa themselves. Among them, a woman named Ouyang Fei has the strongest strength, and it is also a ritual line of ritual training, but it is a hook sword for ritual training. Practicing Qiongyu swordsmanship. Yellow shirts have tested their strength and should have a level of gas refining period. There was even a faint hole card.

Feeling unpleasant over there, Lin Xin didn't care, and motioned to everyone in the villa to dismount to prepare for cooking. Each person is responsible for each person's diet. Different from the mainland repressors and other groups who brought personal guards to take care of themselves. As the owner, he did not take anyone to take care of himself. I still eat ordinary dry cakes and water.

Lin Luo glanced around him at the inland repressor.

"The spirit is lost and unconscious. They have been enjoying themselves for too long."

"Not enough to match it." Ouyang Fei nodded, "The other side looks shabby, but in fact the body is very aggressive. Obviously it can be cultivated by walking between life and death all year round. If possible, I would like to be close to this side.

"The temperament is unknown, I do not recommend approaching." Lin Luo objected.

Ouyang Fei raised an eyebrow.

"At these times, it is time to hold a group, and an extra strength is also valuable."

"What if you have ulterior motives?"

The two refused to give up.

Lin Xin smiled.

"Anyway. Just try it if you have the chance."

He himself walks between life and death all year round, and has a good impression on such people.

Seeing two groups of people looking at him over there, he smiled back and nodded as a courtesy.

A group of people guarding the border is the Huangyi people.

Headed by Hu Nan, she immediately smiled in return.

On the other side, there were only three people. The middle-aged man who took the lead stiffly smiled back, but looked like crying, and seemed to have not changed his expression for a long time.

Behind him was a man and a woman, who looked very young and seemed to be his nieces.

At this point, the people in this area are here, and all the forces are gathered around the altar, waiting for the elders of the foundation to appear.

Time passed slowly, and it was evening before he knew it.

As the sunset was about to descend, a crane came from the sky in the distance. A solid-colored white crane slowly flew, carrying a man on his back, a huge sword, and delicate black armor on his body. His hair was neat and tidy under the wind The pony tail is in the rear, but its face is unusually indifferent.

The most conspicuous place for men is that there is a delicate flower-like character on the side of the face, and the red handwriting seems to be carefully embroidered on it.

Bai He lowered his height, and the man leapt down and landed on the altar without fancyness.

"I'm the elder in this area, Hualin. Three days later, please be prepared." As soon as he spoke, his voice sounded like a hoarse metal rubbing, which was extremely unpleasant.

"Brother Hualin ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Lin Xin cried." Have you remembered next? "

Hua Lin glanced over and saw him at first glance. There was a touch of familiarity in his eyes. When Lin Xin asked him to teach him the non-inflammatory swordsmanship, he remembered the other party.

Because of all the people who consulted the non-flammable swordsmanship, Lin Xin's learning speed is too fast. So impressed.

"It turned out to be Master Lin, this time the situation is critical, and please cooperate with all your strength!" He arched his arms toward Lin Xin.

"Critical?" Lin Xin also felt the situation was serious. Brother Hualin was already a master of gas training when he was still an insider. Now that he has reached the foundation period, he will say that the situation is critical.

"We need to meet with other people and other people as soon as possible," said Hua Lin. "At that time, you will see that other masters of the sects may also be summoned to help out nearby. It concerns my four ancestors. This time, I can only succeed, not fail!"

"It's so serious ..." Among the mainland resident, Chen Kun said, his face was a little nervous.

"More serious than you think." Hua Lin said lightly. (To be continued.) Enable new URL