1198: C1198 The Way of the Sword Emperor

C1198 The Way of the Sword Emperor

When Lin Feng arrived at the Sword Pavilion, he discovered that the old man from the Sword Pavilion had already opened the door to the Sword Pavilion and was waiting on the left and right of the enormous sword.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's expression remained calm, and held Mengqing's hand as they walked forward, but when Mengqing saw this scene, she was obviously stunned. With regards to the day where Lin Feng appeared together with Sword Pavilion Powerhouse, she was quite shocked, and seeing the person from Sword Pavilion respectfully treating Lin Feng right now, she was even more curious.

And at the same time, all of the Sword Pavilion s who saw Mengqing were also stunned. The Ancestral Sword, it brought back a woman?

"young master!" At this time, the old man in the lead of the Sword Pavilion bowed towards Lin Feng. The others immediately suppressed their curiosity, bowed slightly and respectfully called out to young master.

Lin Feng calmly nodded, his body brimming with an unparalleled arrogance, as he walked straight inside.

"young master, she is?" The Sword Pavilion Powerhouse asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a bright light. With a thought, the Dubhe Sword turned into a ray of light and shot towards the Sword Pavilion Powerhouse. The power of lightning, the power of space, the power of wind, and the power of flames all blossomed at the same time.

Boom!" That person's mind trembled violently as his face revealed incomparable shock. He suddenly raised his hand to block the sword's might. However, his body crawled forward as he respectfully said, "Young Master, please forgive me!

"The might of the Ancestral Sword, this is the might of the Ancestral Sword!" The other elders all revealed fervent expressions. The might of the Ancestral Sword appeared on Lin Feng's body, and they could almost see the time when the Ancestral Sword Emperor Wutian was young, sweeping across the world. It was just like how it was in the legends!

"I already said, from now on, I have my own life for Lin Feng. My matters, you're not allowed to ask even half a word!" Lin Feng's voice was ice-cold and filled with an endless air of arrogance. The might of the heavens was released, and although it wasn't considered strong to the old man, it was enough to make his heart tremble violently.

"This old servant definitely won't dare to ask anything about young master in the future." The man's head was hanging to the ground. Seeing how Lin Feng had such a terrifying sword might after stepping into the Heaven realm, he was even more certain that his Sword Pavilion was going to be reborn in Lin Feng's hands. How could he dare have any objections?

Lin Feng snorted coldly, with a thought, he returned with the Dubhe Sword. He then continued to pull Mengqing along as he said indifferently: "I will be making a trip back to the Sword Tomb, no one is allowed to follow me. Also, from now on, there is no need for anyone to watch over the surroundings of the Sword Tomb."

Finished speaking, Lin Feng's figure had already stepped into the Sword Pavilion, and gradually disappeared. The current him was like a god to Sword Pavilion, and could only be revered.

stood behind the expert s, watching Lin Feng's disappearing figure, and gritting his teeth slightly. Once upon a time, he had made up his mind to revive the Sword Pavilion, and become the supreme Sword Cultivator, so the glory of Lin Feng right now was an honor he had imagined it would be. Everything seemed to have changed because he led Lin Feng and the others into the Sword Tomb.

Lin Feng naturally did not think too much about it. Since the Sword Pavilion once wanted him to become a Sword Slave, then now, the ones who enslaved the Sword Pavilion were reprisals for wanting him to become a Sword Slave. But now, they were all driven by him.

Who is a slave?

The old man was still in the Sword Pavilion, as if he was tired. He placed the broom on the ground, while he sat on the broom, with his back leaning on the wall of the Sword Tomb, he had a bit of a relaxed mental state.

"Senior!" At this moment, Lin Feng would no longer be so arrogant like he was before. Instead, he revealed a gentle smile.

"He's back!" Lin Feng walked forward, and supported the old man up, only to see the old man patting the dust off of his body, and laughed: "He's getting older and older, it's no longer useful, who knows when it will be time to bury the Bone Sword Tomb!"

The old man coughed twice, looking like a sickly old man who was about to die at any moment.

Reaching out his hand to take a look, he saw, to his horror, that there was a trace of blood on the old man's palm. It was the result of a cough just now.

This scene caused Lin Feng's expression to freeze slightly, and his eyes revealed a look of shock.

The old man wasn't faking it!

"Senior …" Lin Feng had always thought that the old man was just faking it, but now that he had personally witnessed the old man coughing up blood, although it was only a strand, it showed that the old man was truly injured, and judging from his estimation of the old man's strength, the injury must be very terrifying!

"It's fine, it's been so many years. It's always been like this!" The old man looked at it with great ease, smiled casually, and walked towards the Sword Tomb.

Lin Feng and Mengqing followed behind the old man, and after they entered the Sword Tomb, the door automatically closed, and the old man casually sat down, and Lin Feng followed the old man and sat in front of him.

"This girl is your girlfriend?"

"My wife!" Lin Feng replied.

"Not bad, to be able to marry Xue Linglong as his wife, you must be someone blessed." The old man's casual words caused Lin Feng and Mengqing's expressions to freeze, and the two of them looked at each other.

The old man only needed a glance to know that Mengqing was Xue Linglong!

"Senior's injuries …" Lin Feng was even more certain of his conjecture, for an old man who could tell Mengqing's identity with a glance, to have such a terrifying injury, without a doubt, his strength, was enough for him to reveal his old self and live in seclusion in the Sword Tomb.2

"I already said that there's no need to worry. It has already been many years." The old man still shook his head.

"Senior, do you think this is of any use?" With a thought, a pure and flawless jade object appeared in Lin Feng's hand. There seemed to be a drop of tear on it, which was filled with an intense Life Aura.

"Tear Stain of Life!" The old man muttered to himself, then laughed: "You must have obtained the City of Destiny, not bad, but it's still lacking for me. It's rare for you to have this kind of heart, keep it for yourself!"

"Still lacking a little!" Lin Feng laughed bitterly, it looks like the old man's injuries were indeed too terrifying.

"Let me see where your progress is during these few days of City of Destiny!"

"Yes." Lin Feng slightly nodded his head, with a thought, the Dubhe Sword appeared once again. The power of lightning once again flowed unceasingly, as if it was alive, causing the old man's eyes to reveal a hint of surprise, and then, he nodded his head: "To be able to do this in the journey of City of Destiny, it's not easy, you must have suffered a lot, right?"

"It seems that nurturing the sword is of no problem to you!"

"There's no problem with raising the sword, but with the City of Destiny, it'll be difficult to find those conditions." Lin Feng recalled his Dubhe Sword. In the outside world, there was no such opportunity as City of Destiny, and it allowed him to make such a terrifying breakthrough in such a short amount of time.

"There will be a chance eventually, I still have a set of Sword Emperor Wutian's past experience in training Sword Heart, are you interested?" The old man smiled and said to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's expression shook, and naturally did not reject.

"Since it's the Senior Sword Emperor's experience, of course I'm willing to learn from it!" Lin Feng replied.

"Alright, I'll pass it to you." A flash of light appeared between the old man's eyebrows and was directly imprinted onto Lin Feng's forehead. In that moment, Lin Feng's mind once again gained a few more memories.

Quietly sensing the extra memories in his mind, Lin Feng's eyes shot out many bright sword shine s. They were extremely sharp, as if they were going to pierce through space.

"The world washes the heart, the heart is as still as water; there is no sword nor me, there is only one sword in hand, lawless!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, and exclaimed: "Senior Sword Emperor, peerless heaven's pride level expert!"

"What do you think?" The old man asked Lin Feng.

"The Senior Sword Emperor refined the sword heart, the heart is like a still water, seeking for the true self without self, as though she wanted to let go of everything, but when she wields a sword in her hand, there will only be one sword in the world, a sword that can break the heavens, a peerless beauty!" Lin Feng's voice did not have any flattering intent, it came from the bottom of his heart.

"Then do you need any sword-arts or divine abilities?" the old man asked.

"No need!" Lin Feng shook her head, as a sharp glint appeared in her eyes: "The Sword Dao of the Senior Sword Emperor, refining the sword heart, and walking your own Sword Dao. Currently, I don't have the peerless aptitude of the Senior Sword Emperor s, but even if I am unable to create my own Sword Dao, I can still continue on the path of the Senior Sword Emperor, and gain insights into sword arts and skills that belong to me alone!"

With that said, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a light, unruly, unruly, unruly, cultivating his sword heart, comprehending the sword, it was a sword technique that belonged solely to him!

The old man smiled and nodded. Sword Emperor Wutian never trained in the sword techniques of the previous generation, they would nurture the sword for ten years and then temper the sword heart.

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