Chapter 40 The Secret of Death

"In those years, Ling Wu// and I were just a young man at the level of a swordsman. I have never seen such a fighting scene. The master forced us to go to the battlefield, but we can't say no, because the master said that life and death were almost gone, and what's the use of fear of death? At that time, other ancestral graves will be dug by the demons."

"When I first went to the battlefield, because I was relatively big, I protected Ling Wu and killed many demons. They were born with green eyes. After death, their red blood suddenly turned green. It was terrible. Ling Wu vomited on the spot. I patted him on the back comfort. At this time, the master came and scolded us, just like this. Xi, if you kill anyone, you will vomit like this.

"A few years later, Ling Wu is as tall as me, and killing seems to be sharper than me. The murderous demons came without blinking their eyes, but in that battle, all our sword gods perished. Jiushi Shura of the Shuramon of the Demon Sect unexpectedly appeared in person. We were caught off guard, and the master also died to escape in order to save us. Many gods fell at that moment, and finally the spirits of the four directions arrived before sealing Jiushi Shura at the door of the infinite with the gossip array of the river god. Jiu Sha Shura, that is a sword demon level that is less than the one- or two-star sword emperor like the god.

"You also know that after practicing demons, there are sword ghosts, sword souls, and sword demons. What a horrible existence it is when it comes to the sword demon. If it hadn't been for the gossip array of the river god who suddenly realized heaven and earth, the Xuanling Shizong at this moment might have perished long ago.

"Ling Wu and I hid in a small pit, and the shouting outside scared us. We know that this is a cruel war, this is a war between gods and demons, and these bloody scenes are indispensable. But we couldn't help vomiting. When a sword demon-level demon found our hiding place, Ling Wu and I could hardly believe our eyes. How can we know how easy it is for high-level people to find low-level weak people?

"I stood up tremblingly and stood in front of Ling Wu. I told him that he must live. But Ling Wu said that we should live well together or die together. The demon laughed and said that it would never make us feel pain. At this time, an elder of Xuanling First Sect came. We thought we could finally be saved. We didn't know that the elder was just the end of the retreating strong crossbow. He was humiliated by the demon and killed, and then it's our turn.

"Ling Wu and I are afraid of this demon, but we can't escape. Ling Wu is no longer like a teenager who has just gone to the battlefield. He can already think independently... After a big war, we plotted on the demon while he thought we were going to die, and he punched Ling Wuyi in anger. I know what this sword demon-level raw fist means, and it is a punch at the head."

Qing Yu nodded. If such a person does not become a vegetable, he will also become a brain// disability.

"My hands are trembling with fear, but the violent nerves restrain me from killing this guy, otherwise he will not only kill us, but also kill more people. So I stabbed him in the heart. But I saw Ling Wu, who fell motionless on the ground. I thought he was dead and hugged him and cried. At this time, a large number of demons and Xuanling Shizong's miscellaneous soldiers were fighting in one place, making this noisy battlefield drifting. I didn't even find his body."

"After that, I asked a lot of people, and they all said that they would die, but I don't want to believe that my brother who has been playing since childhood will die like this. I always feel that he still lives in this world. So I took the rest of the people under the sword god to find him. At that time, Ling Wu happened to carry this shocking sword. They said that he should not be dead, but he either lost his memory or went crazy. I found his footprints and the pieces of clothes he left on the branches. These must be his.

"The ecstasy when I knew that he did not die, and the heartache when I knew that even if he did not die, life was worse than death. Although I couldn't find him, I at least knew that he still had a glimmer of survival, and I felt more at ease. The only person I remember these years is my brother Ling Wu when I was young.

"Until you appeared, I thought you would be his son, but you were his apprentice, and my fate with him was not over. But you said that he was dead and died at the hands of the Devil's Gate, which made me very angry. Since the Snow Sword is already in your hands, it shows that Ling Wu has agreed with you. You are definitely not the kind of heinous spy of the Demon Gate or a pagan hypocrite. That's why I believe everything you said, and I didn't get the trick of Ghost Garden.

After listening to it, Qingyu also took a long breath with Ling Yun. It was not the first time he heard such a story with such a long history and such a tortuous story, but it was the first time he was immersive.

It is naturally not a high-grade scene to be immersive and watching the fire across the shore. The mentality in it is not what people can imagine.

After a long time, Ling Yun slowly came to his senses and looked at Qingyu's eyes, which seemed to be hot and ecstatic. "Now that you are here, this may be an opportunity"

Qing Yu asked curiously, "The opportunity? What's the opportunity?"

There is a trace of laughter in Ling Yun's face, and there is fanaticism in his eyes.

"Didn't Ling Wu give you the last form of flying swordsmanship, and death withered?"

Qingyu frowned and said doubtily,

"Yes, what's wrong with this? Are you different from the martial arts he learned?

Ling Yun looked at this transparent young man and became more and more happy. He was less than his son. Although his son's level may be higher than him at this moment, the level of the young man's nine-star peak swordsman will soon be upgraded in these two days.

He smiled and said with a happy face,

"Are you half right?"

"I belong to the swordshen family, and the martial arts and swordsmanship routines are naturally the same. Although the floating swordsmanship is an entry-level swordsmanship, the sword is like purple catkins, floating like dust. People who have practiced to the last level are often good hands with small achievements. But this last layer of death withered. Presumably, Ling Wu had already given you the real death withered. Otherwise, in the face of my blue light array, your little flying swordsmanship is not his opponent. In addition, your physique is also the only strength I have seen in my life.

"But the real death withering is not the death withering in the drifting swordsmanship, but the introduction of another swordsmanship"

Qing Yu's eyes lit up and hurriedly asked,

"What swordsmanship?"

Ling Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and after taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Lintian swordsmanship!!"

"Lintian swordsmanship?"

"Yes, Lintian's swordsmanship is the famous skill of the sword god and the foundation for the long history of the sword god."

Qing Yu was shocked and said in his heart, no wonder he could be called a god. If he didn't have one or two skills, how could he survive in the ten-thousand-year war between gods and demons. He thought that this should be the most powerful layer of floating swordsmanship. He guessed that death withering is indeed the most powerful and mysterious layer of floating swordsmanship.

It goes without saying that its power is powerful, but its mystery has always been a question in the heart of Qing Yu, a person who has been practicing for a long time. He always vaguely feels that such a powerful and magical swordsmanship should not end here, but also have a follow-up. I didn't expect that I had a good guess. Behind it, there was the mysterious Lintian swordsmanship. Is it the blue light array I saw that day? At present, Qingyu asked eagerly, "So, is the first form of Lintian swordsmanship, whether it is the withering of death, and whether it is the way to learn Lintian swordsmanship in transition with death, which is the king's inheritance of the sword god. That's what it is, that is to say, without an in-depth understanding of death, it is naturally impossible to become a direct line or elite of the sword god.

Ling Yun looked deeply at Qingyu and sighed that the young man's thoughts were so quick that he couldn't help laughing,

"It's a good thing for young people to be smart and thoughtful, but they can't be generalized and taken out of context. Although death withering is a transitional move of Lintian swordsmanship, Lintian swordsmanship does not distinguish between the first, second and third. It has only three moves in total, regardless of order or transition. It only depends on whether you are suitable for learning such a unique skill. Secondly, the swordsman does not mean that only those who have learned and deeply understand the withering of death can learn Lintian swordsmanship and become the pillar of the swordsman, but screening layer by layer. Think about how many people died in that era of the war between gods and demons, and the branch of the sword god would have died long ago, otherwise it would not have been my turn to learn this unfathomable Lintian swordsmanship. And if Ling Wu is not missing, he should also be able to learn Lintian swordsmanship and become a warrior to defend the inheritance of the sword god.

Qingyu's nerves were stunned, and immediately he thought of a problem, a rigorous problem,

"Is it..."

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