Lord of Yin Talisman

Chapter 149 Returning to the Heavenly Path

One month later, Lin Siyuan sat quietly in the cave.

He has already returned to Tianluo Dao, and he also visited some friends and teachers by the way. It seems that Wei Jueming, Master Wei, and Master Wei are still practicing and teaching talismans in C Academy.

It is said that it is to accumulate martial arts contributions and prepare for advanced Jindan.

Lin Siyuan sent over some collected third-order talismans, which surprised Wei Jueming. Lin Siyuan and Wei Jueming discussed the way of talismans.

Only then did Lin Siyuan realize that he had unknowingly surpassed Master Wei in the way of talisman.

Before going to Yongcheng, Lin Siyuan was roughly close to Wei Jueming in terms of talisman dao level, and then after experiencing the secret realm of Jiumiaozong in Yongcheng and Tianshu talisman solution.

The original talisman level has increased a lot, and now he can be used as a normal third-tier talisman master.

Compared with Wei Jueming, Lin Siyuan still lacks experience in drawing certain talismans, and he is not as proficient as Wei Jueming in some unpopular and remote places.

This is also considered experience.

After Lin Siyuan visited Wei Jueming, he went to find Chen Yi, this fat man also established a foundation, and told him about his experiences over the years, hiding some unspeakable things about Tianshu Fujie, and everything else one time.

Chen Yi listened to Lin Siyuan's extraordinary experience in these years, his eyes flickered, and kept flickering, but after a while, he finally couldn't help it.

"Give me a break, the food is almost finished."

Lin Siyuan seemed to have never heard of it. That's right, Lin Siyuan was telling Chen Yi about his experience while eating the spiritual fruit.

"What's the relationship between you and me, brother." Lin Siyuan hesitated, and took another bite. This spirit fruit was white in appearance, tender and juicy, and slightly cold.

Not bad.

Chen Yi's face turned dark, but since Lin Siyuan had traveled for a long time before returning, he couldn't care less.

And brothers, half-brothers.

Lin Siyuan finished the whole plate and was satisfied. He still remembered the scene when Chen Yi went to his cave to eat and drink.

"So, you have been wandering between life and death several times in these years." Chen Yi finally said, traveling alone, and even went out of Wei to Daliang.

An ordinary foundation cultivator would be like that.

"Aren't you losing weight too?"

Lin Siyuan said.One of the surprises when I came back to see Chen Yi this time was that the fat man had lost weight, as if he had lost weight from two hundred catties to one hundred and four, from fat to a bit strong, and he couldn't even be said to be strong.

If it wasn't for the fact that his appearance hadn't changed, he wouldn't have dared to recognize her.

"It's mainly due to the experience of these years. I didn't have a good time after the advanced foundation building. The tasks were almost taken in a row. I was surrounded by danger several times, but luckily I always came here."

Listening to Chen Yi's lament, Lin Siyuan didn't believe it at all. As my grandfather is the Jindan Master, he would have no trump cards.

But it has indeed been tempered, otherwise I wouldn't be able to lose so much weight.

In the end, Lin Siyuan agreed on a time, agreed to come back later, and asked Chen Yi what the spiritual fruit was called, how many spiritual stones he had, and finally where he bought it.

In the end, Chen Yi gave Lin Siyuan some with a dark face. This is the brother, he was eaten during the Qi training period, and he finally ate it back today.

Lin Siyuan left satisfied.After visiting with acquaintances, I will listen to lectures and collect spiritual materials honestly.

The spiritual material of Baibao Pavilion was sent over when the old man found out that something was wrong, and later investigation found that the person from Baibao Pavilion had slipped away long ago.

The spiritual materials that Lin Siyuan wanted were delivered directly to his door, and the final payment was settled smoothly.

Lin Siyuan listened to various sermons in Tianluo Dao, Jiantang Talisman Hall, and sometimes Zhentang Dantang, to broaden his horizons.

In fact, there are not many Jindan real people in Futang who surpass Lin Siyuan in the way of talisman, and it is more of an accumulation of experience.

But today, Lin Siyuan did not leave in a hurry after listening to Master Jiantang's sermon.

Instead, they followed them to a competition venue.

Among them, a brother in the late stage of foundation establishment said that it is useless to say that there is no practice of swordsmanship, and that everyone should learn from each other and gain some actual combat experience.

Maybe it can also play a role in the growth of kendo and sword repair.

After this sermon, 30% of the Foundation Establishment cultivators who heard this speech stayed, and a total of more than [-] Foundation Establishment monks came to the competition venue.

This Foundation Establishment cultivator looks like he is in his early thirties, a bit mature, above average, square, and his actual age is unknown.

His surname is An Qisheng, and his full name is An Qisheng. It is said that he has some strength. He has mastered the sword light differentiation.

Senior Brother An Qisheng said after arriving at the venue.

"Everyone from the same sect, I will be the first to be the first. I don't know which fellow from the same sect is willing to be my opponent."

Quite heroic, but Lin Siyuan felt that he was not interested in drinking.

Lin Siyuan muttered to himself.

Soon someone took the call.

"It's not easy. Brother An has wanted to form a Taoist couple with Junior Sister Su for a long time, but Junior Sister Su has never agreed."

"I said I was watching it, but Senior Brother An has always been determined. This is probably to show off my strength, so that Junior Sister Su can fall in love with him even more."

A gray-clad swordsman in the middle stage of foundation building said this, but why did his words contain such a tone of jealousy and envy.

"The sword cultivators in the Jiantang are mostly male cultivators, and there are very few female cultivators. Junior Sister Su is kind-hearted and comes from an aristocratic family."

"Brother An is already the closest one."

After hearing this, Lin Siyuan finally understood what was going on. Is this a peacock spreading its tail to show its charm to its spouse, and to attract Taoist couples by showing its strength.

What kind of magical brain circuit is this? Are these sword repairmen's minds filled with mud, Lin Siyuan couldn't help complaining.

"As the saying goes, those who are extremely emotional are as good as swords, there is nothing wrong with what Senior Brother An did."

Another rebuttal.

Lin Siyuan found that Jianxiu's thinking is amazing, he deserves to be accompanied by the sword all his life.

Lin Siyuan looked at Senior Brother An Qisheng and found Junior Sister Su, who was dressed in a white dress with a glamorous demeanor, a pretty color, and a natural shawl with black hair.

The cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

It's a bit unreliable to think about finding a Taoist companion in this way, Lin Siyuan thought so.

An Qisheng was in the middle of the venue, a little nervous and expectant, waiting for another Foundation Establishment cultivator to take the stage.

But I don't know if no one is willing, or because Senior Brother An is too strong and doesn't want to go on stage to be a background board for being beaten.

Still only An Qisheng was on stage.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little deserted.

Most of the sword cultivators in the arena know An Qisheng's strength, mastering the sword light differentiation, the strength is really good, it can be regarded as the first echelon, the most outstanding group.

The most important thing is to set off for others and let the other party show their strength. If An Qisheng's strength is shown, then he will be embarrassed and ugly. An Qisheng is like a peacock, so naturally it is impossible to keep his hand.

I fought with him just to get beaten on the stage, and I was in a mess, so I could set off him well so that the other party would embrace the beauty. What is the reason for this.

So the atmosphere became more and more deserted, but at this moment, a voice came.

"I'm here, Brother An, please enlighten me."

Lin Siyuan walked into the arena slowly, without him because he wanted to see the gap in kendo between himself and the elite disciples of the sword hall.

This time, Lin Siyuan only used the flying sword to compare with the way of the sword.

If there is really too much difference in strength, it is okay to be beaten up. At least I have a little more understanding of the way of swordsmanship. Being obedient and ugly here is like dying miserably in a life-and-death battle because someone does not understand. Bar.

Lin Siyuan thought this way, but Lin Siyuan didn't bother to think about other people. Do you think that a person with a firm heart like Lin Siyuan would care whether other people have a Taoist partner? You must be thinking too much.

Apart from these, compared with an excellent swordsman, he is not in danger of his life. What a good thing this growth of experience is.

Lin Siyuan walked into the middle of the venue with a calm expression.

Said.

"Brother An, please enlighten me."

Words are firm.

And the more than 30 swordsmen who were present off the field whispered, and their spiritual consciousness transmitted sound.

"Who is this? I haven't seen it before. How dare I go up there."

"I don't know if this is Senior Brother An's opportunity to show himself. He definitely won't hold back. How dare he go up. He will probably be beaten badly by then. Poor, pitiful, he seems to be very young."

"It seems to be a newcomer, a person from Futang."

"People in Futang, it's all right. I hope Senior Brother An can save some hands, and show some kindness to this Junior Brother. Anyway, I also came here to attend lectures."

"Not at all, not at all, Senior Brother An won't be too heartless, let's stop."

"Haha, under normal circumstances, it is indeed possible that he would not be too ruthless and stop there, but Junior Sister Su is here, showing her own strength and one of the ways to declare that she is strong is to beat the opponent to pieces. The more miserable the beating, the better. .”

"This Junior Brother of Futang is probably miserable."

"damn."

"damn."

"damn."

"Have you become a parrot in Taoism? Repeat it all day long."

In the end, there was a lot of noise in the venue, and a horse was chaotic in the sound transmission of the spiritual consciousness, and even became a tendency to repeat reading in the end, so the essence of Taoism is a repeating machine?

But on the surface everyone was very quiet, just waiting for the competition between Lin Siyuan and An Qisheng to start.

只是难免不了有些怜悯对着林思远，好好的一个符堂师弟，怎么就这么想不开，想要上去挨揍呢，希望不要丧失对剑道的热爱吧。

After all, there is only sword repair, number one in the world.

Lin Siyuan turned a blind eye to these pitying eyes, looked at An Qisheng quietly, and quietly called out the Yuehua Sword. After returning to Tianluo Dao, the Yuehua Sword was finally repaired after spending a lot of money.

It took Lin Siyuan three thousand spirit stones, but the hardness has also been greatly improved.

An Qisheng looked at Lin Siyuan, who was dressed in green and surrounded by a white flying sword, and was actually a little grateful in his heart.

Most people in his heart understand that he wants to take the opportunity to show his strength and potential, but he can't show it alone, he must be accompanied by someone.

That is to say, someone has to be on stage to take charge of the beaten character, and the worse the beating, the better. Only in this way can he bring out the superb strength of An Qisheng, who is actually a good match for Junior Sister Su. Who knows why there is such a brain circuit.

But if no one comes up, how can he show it alone.

But most people just understand what he thinks, and they don't want to be sandbags on stage, no, they are opponents.After all, An Qisheng's strength really belonged to the first rank in the foundation-building stage. Except for a few people, the rest of the foundation-building cultivators were no opponents.

It's no fun to go up and get beaten.

At this time Lin Siyuan came up, An Qisheng was overjoyed, and decided to ask Lin Siyuan...

Make a serious move, use all the sword moves and unique moves, so it doesn't take the painstaking effort of this junior.

Although he was grateful for Lin Siyuan's dedication, it did not hinder An Qisheng's desire to beat Lin Siyuan into a scum at all.

At most, after the incident, I would like to thank this junior.

Of course, for Lin Siyuan, the more serious An Qisheng was, the better, because he didn't come here with the intention of being a sandbag.

Instead, he wanted to take a serious look at An Qisheng's weight and see if he could absorb some advantages.

Everyone thought that Lin Siyuan was here as a sandbag, and An Qisheng also thought that Lin Siyuan was here as a sandbag, so he decided to punch heavily.

Only Lin Siyuan knew that he was serious about fighting with his kendo strength.

The Yuehua sword that was successfully repaired gave out a crisp sword sound.

"Brother An, please act."

Lin Siyuan looked calm, his spiritual consciousness had quietly locked on An Qisheng, ready to go.

Although in the eyes of everyone, An Qisheng was in the late stage of foundation building, Lin Siyuan was in the middle stage of foundation building, the genius of An Qisheng Sword Hall mastered sword light differentiation, Lin Siyuan was no more than a disciple of Futang, Lin Siyuan would undoubtedly lose, but Lin Siyuan didn't think so.

Seeing Lin Siyuan's performance, An Qisheng was slightly taken aback, and then he became serious.

Said, "Let's begin."

After all, a top-quality blue flying sword slashed over with great momentum, like waves rising up layer by layer, sinking with force, about to rush over once.

Lin Siyuan even faintly heard the sound of the waves, and a fantasyland appeared.

An Qisheng looked at Lin Siyuan, since this junior brother wanted to be serious, he would take it seriously, but it was a pity, he didn't know that he could defeat this junior brother with one move, so he didn't have much chance to show himself, just one move , although it is strong, it is not strong enough to last.

This sword move is called Layer Lan, and countless waves continue to impact, layer by layer, and finally become a monstrous force.

With great force, this sword slashed down.

However, a flawless sword circle responded perfectly, and a white sword circle faced a blow with a monstrous momentum, but it was perfectly received, only slightly deformed, and then returned to its original shape.

This sword was taken by this junior brother Lin from Fu Tang.

At this moment, the sword cultivators in the audience were slightly taken aback, this Junior Brother Lin from Futang, there is something.

To be able to take this blow so easily, such an understatement, at least half of the people in the audience couldn't do it.

And An Qisheng didn't hesitate at all. Once he entered the competition, he instantly became serious, and the sword light split.

It was still Layer Lan, but this time, eight sword shadows slashed out together, with overwhelming momentum.

Lin Siyuan's expression was calm, did the sword light split, I have someone who will.

(End of this chapter)