Chapter 689 You Are Not Qualified

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Pure Yang Sword Palace, not to mention its layers, just outside the Pure Yang Sword Palace, there are already many relics on this mountain that can be comprehended.

A stone tablet of seven killings that is suspected to be handwritten by the owner of Chunyang Sword Palace contains a big sword intent——

"Establish the Seven Killing Stone Stele to clarify my will. When it comes, the Dao of Heaven will collapse, the universe will not exist, I will be the Heaven and Earth, control life and death, destroy samsara, take the souls of all beings, forge my long sword, sprinkle my immortal blood, kill me Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

One side of the stone tablet has a murderous aura that makes people dare not look directly. There are fifty-six characters on the stone tablet, each of which has a wonderful artistic conception.

Lin Xintong also used a sword. As soon as she saw the Seven Killing Stone Monument, she couldn't take her eyes away.

But with her sword heart and her cultivation level, she couldn't stare at the Seven Killing Stone Stele for too long, because the sword intent contained on the stone stele would almost cut her.

After just watching it for more than ten breaths, Lin Xintong felt the pain in his eyes like needles, and the pain was unbearable.

Before the Seven Killing Stele, there was a black stone sculpture. This sculpture engraved a tall and sturdy middle-aged man. Yi Yun did not know who the sculpture was engraved. He felt that it should be the owner of the Chunyang Sword Palace. However, the owner of the Pure Yang Sword Palace that Yi Yun saw in his artistic conception back then seemed to be somewhat different from this person.

"Go ahead, don't rush to enlightenment."

As Yi Yun said this, Lin Xintong nodded. She followed Yi Yun to the Pure Yang Sword Palace. The ancient gate, which had gone through an unknown number of years, still contained a great Dao rhyme, which was shocking. .

Yi Yun and Lin Xintong stood in front of the gate, a flash of light directly sucked them in.

Entering the first gate of Chunyang Sword Palace did not test his understanding of kendo. When Yi Yun entered at once, he found Chunyang Duanjian in the main hall next to the gate.

This sword has followed Yi Yun to the present, helping Yi Yun to repel the enemy many times.

"Senior Sword Spirit? Senior Sword Spirit?"

Yi Yun called out in the main hall. More than ten years ago, Yi Yun entered the Pure Yang Sword Palace and woke up the sword spirit guarding the main hall. At that time, the sword spirit was already very weak. It fell into a deep sleep, and it also said that once it fell asleep, it would not wake up again.

The hall was hollow, and the sword spirit did not respond.

Yi Yun called out a few more words and sighed softly. The sword spirit in the sword palace was probably too weak, and he didn't want to disturb the sleep of the sword spirit again, so he walked to the second gate in the main hall.

It was this gate that blocked Yi Yun's LU from going to the Pure Yang Sword Palace floor.

Yi Yun didn't know what was in the Pure Yang Sword Palace.

In fact, when Yi Yun first came to the Pure Yang Sword Palace, apart from getting a broken sword and comprehending some sword intent from the sword marks outside the Pure Yang Sword Palace, he did not get any other chance. .

As for the owner of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, as the best person in the world that Yi Yun now knows, it is far beyond his comprehension.

Yi Yun stood in front of this mysterious gate. The ancient gate seemed to seal another world.

Yi Yun didn't know how to open this door. According to Sword Spirit, entering the Pure Yang Sword Palace level tested his own understanding of sword intent.

But how to measure his comprehension of Sword Intent? Can't slash this door with a swinging sword?

The sword spirit was already asleep, and Yi Yun had no way to ask, so he could only search for it himself.

"Xintong, go outside of the Sword Palace and learn about the Seven Killing Stone Monuments and Sword Marks. I'm here to find a way to enter the Sword Palace."

When it comes to the Emperor's Heart Sutra, Lin Xintong's attainments are of course above Yi Yun's.

When it comes to the principles of pure yang and pure yin, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong's understanding should be on the same level.

In terms of swordsmanship, Yi Yun is better than Lin Xintong. Lin Xintong came out of the Lin family. From childhood to adulthood, she was limited by inheritance and vision.

He didn't come into contact with any advanced swordsmanship, but Yi Yun had the Pure Yang Sword Palace, but it was completely different.

If you can't comprehend the method that can't penetrate the pure Yang sword palace layer, then if Lin Xintong is here, of course Lin Xintong will not be able to comprehend it.

It would be more helpful for Lin Xintong to let Lin Xintong go outside the Pure Yang Sword Palace to learn about the Seven Killing Stone Monuments and Sword Marks.

"it is good."

Lin Xintong withdrew from the Pure Yang Sword Palace, leaving Yi Yun alone in the hall.

Yi Yun was at a loss for a while. He didn't know where to start. He walked around the hall silently, and finally stopped in front of the gate on the second floor. He stood here and stood there for a long time.

He looked at the gate and slowly fell into a trance.

This gate is not made of any material. It seems like a stone rather than a stone. On the surface of the gate, it is not smooth, but has a faint pattern of LU, just like a water pattern.

As Yi Yun's divine power became more and more focused, these water patterns became more and more obvious, and they slowly seemed to spread out from all directions, engulfing Yi Yun.

With a flash of light, Yi Yun felt that the surrounding scene changed instantly. He looked around and found that he was no longer in the main hall of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, but came to a vast white world.

This world is completely blank, like shaking lights and shadows, and within these lights and shadows, there is a rolling white shadow, Yi Yun took a closer look, this white shadow looks like a white dragon!

White dragon?

Yi Yun was slightly startled, he didn't have time to see the white dragon clearly, it had already shrunk into a ball, the light and shadow condensed, the white dragon turned into a white boy.

The white boy was holding a white lightsaber. His material was somewhat similar to Yi Yun's, with handsome features, but when he looked closely, he couldn't seem to see what he looked like.

"You are"

Yi Yun held his breath, he could sense a murderous aura from this sword-wielding white boy.

The white boy didn't say a word, he suddenly shot.

Holding a white light sword, he slashed out with one sword. The sword light from this sword was like a great river reaching the sky, directly covering the sky, pouring down from the sky towards Yi Yun!

Yi Yun was startled, he had already raised twelve points of vigilance, and immediately shot!

Chunyang Broken Sword slashed out from his hand, and behind Yi Yun, the totem of Wufa roared.

If the white boy's sword is like a galaxy falling from the sky, then Yi Yun's sword is a black sky, burning the sky!

boom!

The two beams of sword light collided, and the sky was agitated, and the universe shook. The sword light emitted by the white boy holding the sword was too great. The endless sword light consumed Yi Yun's sword energy!

Yi Yun's heart was stunned, he raised his vitality, the sword's edge was horizontal, and the second sword was cut out!

"Hey!"

The sword light is like training, dividing the great river of sword energy from it!

The great sword energy released by the young boy poured down from Yi Yun's side like a river, hitting the ground.

The tremors on the ground also hit Yi Yun's body vitality. The great energy caused a crack in Yi Yun's body vitality.

However, when Yi Yun's body vitality began to shatter, his sword energy was also exhausted, and he finally stopped.

Yi Yun let out a sigh of relief. He looked at the white boy again. The other party was still standing with his sword in his hand. The blade of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, as if it had not moved.

Nice sword!

Yi Yun was shocked. He could tell that, in fact, the energy contained in this white boy's sword was not necessarily great, and it was even weaker than his own sword.

His real strength lies in his sword intent. The sword he issued has an immortal aura, and even though the energy of the sword he cut out is even more powerful, it has been slowly consumed.

The young boy looked at Yi Yun, and suddenly, he said, "Go back, you are not qualified."

His voice, indifferent and arrogant, had an unquestionable tone.

Yi Yun's heart sank when he heard it, not qualified?

There is no doubt that this sword of Bai Juvenile is a test for himself, which is what the sword spirit said. If you can have enough understanding of kendo, you can enter the layer of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, otherwise, you can only be turned away. outside.

More than ten years ago, Yi Yun was rejected. More than ten years later, after Yi Yun had comprehended many kendo laws and his realm had greatly improved, he returned to the Pure Yang Sword Palace, but the answer he got in the first stage was not qualified. !

Yi Yun let out a sigh of relief, saying that it was impossible not to be depressed, but he was not discouraged. He came to this world, and at the beginning, he was in the deserted cloud after poverty. Didn't he have nothing and was powerless to tie the chicken.

But slowly, he stepped out of the cloud and achieved today's achievements.

He said to the white boy: "I will come again. My understanding of swordsmanship is not enough now, but one day, I will be qualified to set foot here."

The young boy looked at Yi Yun coldly, and said without any sense: "You don't have a special affinity for swords, and your efforts are futile. You probably don't know that your age is about to pass. Go back, you won't be able to pass. The assessment is not suitable here!"

The white boy is not at all approachable, and his coldness is also a kind of arrogance.

And he does have arrogant capital.

Yi Yun frowned. How could he be convinced that this white boy would predict his future achievements in one sentence.

The LU of his future martial arts, of course, is dominated by himself. But at this moment, he is indeed not the opponent of the white boy. The other party said that he is not qualified, and he has no choice.

He took a deep breath and was about to exit this world when a weak and old voice sounded——

"Wait a minute, let him stay"

"Um?"

When the white boy frowned, he looked towards the void not far away.

There, water patterns appeared out of thin air in the space, and these water patterns gradually condensed and condensed into the phantom of an old man.

The old man was dressed in ash and looked like he was about to die. He seemed to be weak. He looked at the white boy and said again, "Let him stay."

This voice, Yi Yun knew very well, he knew that this gray old man was the sword spirit of the Pure Yang Sword Palace that he met in the Pure Yang Sword Palace more than ten years ago.

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