A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 323 Only True Dragons Can Subdue True Dragons
Elder Qin sighed, walked to the corner of the pavilion, looked at the valley below and said quietly.

"After all, this is something that made Liu Bowen silently stop, I thought..."

"Do you think it will definitely turn into a real dragon?"

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit shook his head, stuffed the folded photo into his arms, took Qin Lao's hand, and patted it lightly.

"Old Qin, listen to me, let's stop repairing the dragon's veins."

"But..." Elder Qin showed a trace of hesitation on his face.

"No but!"

The old man in the tunic suit frowned, and an inexplicable majesty rose from him.

But then, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit shook his head, the majesty on his body disappeared like spring wind and rain, he pursed his lips, and said in a low tone.

"Let me tell you the truth, even if a real dragon hatched from that egg, we would never allow it to come back. As for the reason, you should be able to figure it out based on your experience."

"Old Qin, let's look forward, we don't need those outdated things now! Besides, compared with my great ambition when the country was founded, what is a mere dragon?"

In the words, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit revealed an unusually heroic aura in his seemingly rickety old body.

Mr. Qin and Lin Shuwu were taken by the heroic aura of the old man, and were speechless for a while.

After a long time, Elder Qin gave a wry smile.

"It turns out that this is your purpose, so why did you allow me to give that dragon... poor egg to Elder Lin?"

"why?"

The old man in the tunic suit laughed when he heard the words, he turned his head, looked at Lin Shuwu and said meaningfully.

"Because only the real dragon... can subdue the real dragon!"

Lin Shuwu was slightly taken aback.

Before he could think too much, the old man in the Chinese tunic waved his hand and said with a smile.

"The ending has already been decided, so let's not talk about it... Lao Qin, Shu Wu, have you ever heard of the name Mandarin?"

"Master Manchu?" Elder Qin frowned slightly, "Is he a Manchu?"

"No, Mandarin is a transliteration. The real English name should be Mandarin. This is what the Portuguese called officials of the Ming Dynasty. It generally refers to Asian officials and has nothing to do with the Manchus."

"So it is."

Elder Qin nodded, and then shook his head, expressing that he hadn't heard of it.

Lin Shuwu on the side frowned and said thoughtfully.

"Mandarin...I've heard the name before."

"Oh?"

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit and old Qin both looked over.

"I heard that this is a elusive terrorist who owns a terrorist organization called the Ten Rings Gang."

After speaking, Lin Shuwu paused, and asked in doubt: "What do you ask this person for?"

"It's nothing, it's just that some villains are chasing and biting randomly."

"Oh? Do we need to express our attitude?"

"That's not necessary. Those who are cleared will clear themselves. We don't even bother to explain this level of slander."

"I understand." Lin Shuwu nodded.

……

Half an hour later, Lin Shuwu returned to the room.

Sitting on the sandalwood chair in the room, Lin Shuwu couldn't help sighing.

He figured it out, this time the Daoist gift-giving was not as simple as what they said before, there were many schemes and games behind it, but in the final analysis, their ideas were very straightforward.

No matter whether the egg is a dragon egg or a poor egg, there is only one thing they can confirm - the creature in this egg must have very deep malice towards human beings.

Lin Shuwu guessed that they might have wanted to deal with this troublesome ominous thing for a long time, but they couldn't find a suitable method for a while. Now that they have such a peerless knife like Lin Yi, how could they let it go?
If you give this trouble to him, you can put the battlefield abroad, and you won't give up the hatched beasts, which will benefit other countries in vain.

In the whole incident, they were the only ones who put in effort and brains from the ocean lineage, and what they got in the end was only a thick stack of refining classics and a bunch of old antiques of unknown use.

Even if there is no such thing as these things, they must be delivered to Lin Yi.

Otherwise, it is a pile of useless waste paper and broken copper and iron.

Lin Shuwu's complexion changed for a while, and finally he couldn't help laughing wryly, and shook his head.

No way, this is a conspiracy...

In other words, this is a more tactful deal.

We can't just allow the two masters and apprentices to use the Daoist sect to search for young talents in the country, and the Daoist sect is not allowed to use them to achieve their own goals, right?
Lin Shuwu sighed softly, and unconsciously tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers.

……

On the other side, the underground martial arts field.

Lin Yi stood quietly in front of a large iron ball with a diameter of two meters, his eyes were closed, his knees were slightly bent, his left hand was pressing the white scabbard around his waist, and his right hand was lightly resting on the hilt of the sword, posing in a classic pose. knife-drawing posture.

Next to it, a little black cat lay quietly on top of another iron ball, its big ice-blue eyes fixed on Lin Yi's movements, raised its little black paws from time to time, and yawned boredly.

These days, it often sees its owner in this pose.

At the beginning, it didn't dare to approach it, only dared to watch from a distance, for fear of being affected by the master's sword energy.

But gradually, it discovered that the master seemed to be just standing there with this posture, and had no intention of slashing the sword at all.

As a result, its courage gradually grew, and when Lin Yi assumed this posture, it also got closer and closer, from ten meters away, to within five meters, and then to Lin Yi's side and feet...

Now, this guy is lying directly on the iron ball next to him, so he doesn't look so cautious at the beginning.

As for whether it would be boring to stare at the master like this...

of course not!

It's not boring at all.

Not to mention the subtle changes in the owner's body when he was gathering momentum, just the silvery white light wrapped around his body can make the little black cat stare at him for a whole day!
These silvery-white rays of light are changeable, sometimes turning into a sparse cloud, and sometimes turning into dazzling silvery-white light bands. In the eyes of the little black cat who has never seen the colorful world outside, it is really interesting!
You see, now they have turned into silver-white rivers flowing in the air again, flowing towards the waist of the owner like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, and then gradually condensed into a long handle about four feet long. sword……

Um?long sword?

The little black cat froze suddenly, and a silver-white streak was reflected in its ice-blue pupils.

laugh--

The extremely sharp sword energy pierced the air almost silently, and drew a silver-white arc in front of Lin Yi, crossing a distance of seven or eight meters in an instant, and slashed at those who were used for hoisting machines in front of them. On a solid iron ball for weighing.

Immediately, the silver-white sword energy passed through a row of solid iron balls without hindrance, and gradually disappeared into the air.

Above the iron ball, the little black cat lay there stiffly, its ice-blue pupils shrinking to the extreme.

Danger! !will die! !
These were all the thoughts in the little black cat's mind when he saw the silver-white horse.

It was a great terror that could never be escaped even if it turned into a black mist. It was as if a sharp sword that had blown its hair and cut off its hair had already rested on its neck, and it could easily cut off its body in the next second. head.

Lin Yi slowly put the sword back into its sheath, and blew lightly forward.

call--

Like a sword, the airflow hit the solid iron ball in front of it, which seemed to be safe and sound. After crossing seven or eight meters, it could only knock down the can at most, but it destroyed the final balance on the solid iron ball.

The solid iron ball on the upper half slid down obliquely, revealing an extremely smooth cut surface like a mirror.

"Meow!!"

The little black cat lying on the iron ball realized this, the black hair on its body suddenly exploded, and its four short legs frantically pulled over the iron ball. As soon as the black mist gushed out of its back, it was covered by a slender, white, The powerful palms easily slapped them apart.

Immediately, the flesh on the back of the neck was pinched by the palm.

The little black cat raised its head and stared blankly at Lin Yi who was smiling above.

"Meow?"

　Thanks to book friend Easaon, Hyun for the 100 coin reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)