Chapter 459 Save him decades of detours

Author: poor four

Chapter 459 Save him decades of detours

Second Meng looked at the message sent by the Sun Moon God Sect and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Brother Lin arrived in time, otherwise if something happened to Wanwan, I don't know what would happen to him."

Lin Lang hurriedly went to save Wanwan and asked others to help. Not only did this not make Ermeng angry, but she was also very happy.

This shows that if she encounters danger in the future, Brother Lin will definitely come to save her regardless of his own safety. She has no blame to blame.

Jian Chen said from the side: "Sect Master, he asked all of us to look for other women. What does he think of our Jian Sect?"

Er Meng suddenly looked at Jian Chen: "You are a junior, is it your turn to talk about your elders behind their backs?"

"Go and wipe the entire hall, then go back to the Chinese Pavilion. Don't let me see you again."

When she was with Brother Lin, she knew that Brother Lin had another woman.

Moreover, the Sword Sect was rebuilt with the help of Brother Lin. Those people were not selling her face as the leader of the Sword Sect, but Brother Lin's face.

Jian Chen is indeed what Brother Lin said, his martial arts skills are not very good, his character is still poor, and he cannot be trained.

Jian Chen opened his mouth. Did he say something wrong?

Apart from the Holy Lord Wanwan, what other experts are there in the Holy Sect?

Besides, he was speaking for the sect master, so why wasn’t the sect master happy?

Drive him back to Zhonghua Pavilion?

He still doesn't want to stay in this Sword Sect with those little brat master uncles.

Jian Chen turned around and left, Ermeng shook his head slightly.

If Jian Chen had knelt down to admit his mistake just now, he would still be able to stay in the Jian Sect. This master's nephew is really unworthy of being promoted.

At this time, all the guest elders of Jianzong had also left, including A Fei, Lu Xiaofeng and others.

The First Evil Emperor and the other three were still in seclusion. Second Meng went to see the ten disciples practicing their martial arts. Wuming's nephew was not around, so she had to give them personal guidance. It was considered starting from scratch to sort out her own swordsmanship.

She is also hesitating now whether to practice Ten Thousand Swords and return to the sect.

At this time, if you let go of your skills and practice Wanjian Guizong again, even if the speed is not as fast as Wuming, one year is enough to recover, and even directly break through to the realm of martial arts mythology.

But this year, her strength as the leader of the Sword Sect was still very weak.

And she thought about what Brother Lin had told her. Master Sword Emperor could understand Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, and the former Sword Sect Master could understand Ten Thousand Swords Chao Huang. Why couldn't she understand her own swordsmanship?

The sword skills she inherited from her father are also very strong, and the strength and softness she has learned at this time is not weak. She even has the Tai Chi sword passed down to her by Brother Lin.

"The Ten Thousand Swords have returned to the sect and are left to others to practice. I will incorporate the swordsmanship into my own swordsmanship. I will definitely be able to find my own martial arts path and step into the realm of martial arts myths."

…

Baijian Villa.

A man with gray hair sat on the chair: "Mrs. Ao, I never thought that the once glorious Jianjian Villa would end up in such a situation."

Aotian knelt on the ground with a bang: "Senior Yi, please accept me as your disciple. I want to revive Sword Worship Villa."

Mrs. Ao also said beside her: "Master Yi, thank you for remembering your late husband and coming to my Sword Villa."

"You have also seen the current scene. How many children have coveted everything in the Sword Worship Villa. Tian'er is young and cannot support the Sword Worship Villa. He also asked Daxia Yi to accept him as his disciple. Tian'er's future heir will have one

My surname is Yi!"

The gray-haired man is named Yi Tianxing, a native of the famous Jianshan Villa. He wandered around the world when he was young and was once friends with Master Zhang of Wudang.

Later, his nephew Yi Jifeng died. After he joined forces with Zhang Sanfeng to take revenge, he withdrew from the world.

He never married or had children in his life. After his nephew died, he was the only one left in the Yi family.

He once thought about having a successor, but found it troublesome, but now as he gets older, his thoughts have changed.

He has no interest in finding a woman to have a child, but if someone is willing to adopt a child to him and inherit his Yi family, then in the future, whether he fails to break through the realm and dies, or breaks into the void and leaves, someone will worship the ancestors of the Yi family.

"Mrs. Ao, please let me stay alone with nephew Ao Tian for a while."

Mrs. Ao was overjoyed: "Master Yi, I will go out right now."

She gave Ao Angel a wink. If she seizes this opportunity, there is hope for the Jianjian Villa to rise again.

I don’t seek to surpass the Sun Moon God Sect or anything else, nor do I seek to regain the peerless sword, at least so that the world will not dare to look down on the Sword Worship Villa.

These days, many people have come to Jianshan Villa to seek swords and steal swords. Fortunately, Aotian’s martial arts skills learned from Jian Mo are not bad, but if Tian’er’s aptitude is understood by himself, I am afraid that he will never hope to reach the level of martial arts myths in this life.

territory.

In the room, Yi Tianxing looked at Aotian: "Do you agree with what your mother said?"

Aotian knelt on the ground: "Senior, Aotian is willing. As long as senior is willing to accept me as his disciple, even if my future child has only one boy, his surname will definitely be Yi."

Yi Tianxing looked at Aotian: "Are you learning martial arts just to revitalize Sword Worship Villa?"

Aotian raised his head: "Of course. Now the whole world is bullying me at the Sword Worship Villa. We, three generations, have spent many years forging a peerless sword, only for it to be taken away by others."

"Moreover, they took away hundreds of famous swords that I had collected for hundreds of years at the Sword Worship Villa. They even took away the swordsmiths and sword guards that I had trained at the Sword Worship Villa for many years, making me the laughingstock of the Sword Worship Villa."

"Others are afraid of Lin Lang from the Sun and Moon Demon Sect, but I am not afraid. I will definitely practice my peerless swordsmanship and take back everything that belongs to Sword Worship Villa!"

"I will also kill Lin Lang and defeat the Sun and Moon Demon Sect."

Yi Tianxing saw Aotian gnashing his teeth and thought of his dead nephew in a daze.

Why can’t these young people still look away?

He stood up and said, "I will not accept you as my disciple, but I can teach you a swordsmanship. If you master it, it will be enough for you to break through to the peak of heaven and human beings. It can also be regarded as repaying the old friendship."

Aotian was anxious: "Senior, please accept me as your disciple."

What's going on? Did he say something wrong just now?

Or is it that Yi Tianxing is not as powerful as his mother said and he doesn't dare to provoke Lin Lang at all?

Yi Tianxing said, minding his own business: "I'll demonstrate it once, and it's up to you to see how much you can understand."

After performing the sword technique once, he looked at Aotian: "If I knew that you were doing things in my name, I would personally destroy the Sword Worship Villa."

Mrs. Ao saw Yi Tianxing coming out. Before she could say anything, she saw Yi Tianxing walking away.

She hurriedly ran into the room: "Tian'er, what's going on? Why did Master Yi leave? What on earth did you say!"

Aotian frowned: "I didn't say anything, I just said that I would practice magic skills and seek revenge from the Sun and Moon Demon Sect..."

Snap!

Mrs. Ao slapped her son on the face: "How many times has mother told you that Ambassador Lin helped you avenge the murder of your father? Have you forgotten?"

"From today on, you are not allowed to leave the Sword Worship Villa. In a few days, my mother will find a girl for you to marry at the foot of the mountain."

Her son is useless and she can only raise her grandson. I hope she can see her grandson revitalize the Sword Worship Villa.

Yi Tianxing left Baijian Villa and sighed.

In fact, he also heard about the Sword Worship Villa on the way here.

At that time, Aotian was unable to take away the peerless sword, so it was taken away by Lin Lang's disciples.

Moreover, Lin Lang also helped Ao Tian avenge his father's murder, so he didn't owe anything to Sword Worship Villa.

If he takes someone like Aotian as his disciple, there will never be a knight in the martial arts world in the future, but a devil.

"My martial arts has also reached a bottleneck. Let's talk to old friends. Maybe we can gain something."

…

In a valley, Lin Lang ordered the vulture: "Wait here for us to come out. There is no need to run around. If anyone comes, just call out to warn."

The vulture was lying on the ground, seemingly very well-behaved.

Wanwan smiled and said: "Young master, this spiritual vulture is really good. It may have surpassed the divine eagle of the Condor Hero."

Lin Lang: "It doesn't need to be praised. Let's go in."

The two walked into the valley. When the spirit vulture saw the figure disappear, it quickly stood up from the ground and started running in the valley.

He said he wasn't allowed to run around, and he didn't say he wasn't allowed to wander.

"I didn't expect that the Mage's Palace, which was so famous in the past, is now so dilapidated."

Wanwan saw that many of the furniture in the Magician's Palace were rotten. After Pang Ban went into seclusion, his descendants seemed unable to find him, so they never came back.

She found some books from a shelf. The paper ones could no longer be picked up, but there were still some bamboo slips. Although the ropes were broken, they could still be read, but they had to be sorted out.

"Sir, do you think this is a mysterious art?" Wanwan raised a piece of animal skin in surprise.

I don’t know what kind of skin it is, but it hasn’t rotted away after so many years. It must be a strange beast from heaven and earth.

Lin Lang nodded: "Yes, you can also understand this carefully."

Wanwan said proudly: "Combined with what Wanwan saw from the fragments of Pang Ban's soul, sort them out and hand them over to the young master together."
To be continued...