Dragon Blood Sword God

Chapter 687

Mo Yun was deeply afraid of being raped by Lin Jingyu, so she quickened her pace, trying to shake Lin Jingyu off.

After walking a long distance, Mo Yun suddenly stopped, turned his head and glanced, but saw Lin Jingyu didn't even look at her, and went straight to the direction of Jitian Pavilion.

This made her quite angry inside, really, she knew that Lin Jingyu had seen them, she thought that Lin Jingyu would stalk them to death.

And she has already prepared the excuse to drive away.

But it seemed that all of this was just her wishful thinking. In fact, Lin Jingyu didn't catch up, which made her feel ridiculous.

"Finally, I have some self-knowledge and know that I am a waste."

With a cold snort, Mo Yun vented the anger she had suffered before in one breath, Jitian Pavilion was indeed unattainable for her, but she, Lin Jingyu could not.

Arriving in front of the Jitian Pavilion, Lin Jingyu stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the sword-shaped stele.

"Although the sword energy is powerful, it is flashy and unreal. It only pays attention to momentum and forgets the fundamentals of swordsmanship. If you return to the original and focus on momentum, you may have a breakthrough."

Lin Jingyu murmured a few words.

Rather than reminding the people of the sword energy and sword way left on the sword-shaped stone tablet, it is not to say that it is also reminding myself that momentum is important, but it is fundamentally about the heart, the heart is clear, and the sword is clear.

The sword is hidden in the heart, it is the sharpest, and the killing is the most powerful.

The two middle-aged men looked at Lin Jingyu with strange expressions, and it was the first time they saw someone comment on the kendo stele.

The people who came before were all impressed by the sword-shaped stone tablet, and thus felt awe of the son of Jitian, but the people in front of them were different from those people.

Of course, they are not stingy people, the other party didn't make trouble, let him judge, and they don't care.

After closing his gaze, Lin Jingyu stepped forward.

"Your Excellency, this place is Jitian Pavilion, not a place for leisure."

The two immediately stepped forward to stop Lin Jingyu.

"I want to go in."

Lin Jingyu smiled lightly.

For him, there is nothing in Jitian Continent that he cannot go to, but if he suddenly appears in Jitian Pavilion, it will lose face after all.

"Are you the God King?"

one of them asked.

"No."

Lin Jingyu shook his head.

"Then I'm sorry, our young master has explained that non-spiritual kings and above are not allowed to enter it."

"This is not aimed at you alone. The establishment of the Jitian Pavilion has always been a grand event for the sons of the Jitian Continent. This regulation was made in order to cause unnecessary unpleasantness. Please understand."

The man said again, which surprised Lin Jingyu, as if he didn't make his words very clear, he is indeed not a god king, but he has the cultivation base of a true ancestor.

Just when he was about to say something, a white-clothed young man holding a black bamboo fan came up behind him, and said with a light smile, "If I want to invite him to join you, can you show me some face?"

"Young Master Wuyou!"

Seeing the person coming, the two middle-aged people cupped their fists and bowed, which was extremely polite.

Lin Jingyu glanced at the young man in white.

The cultivation base of the sixth level of the god king is not bad.

The young man in white also looked at Lin Jingyu, and said with a smile: "For the first time, even I can't see through it, you are really interesting."

People who can make him unable to see through, either have no cultivation at all, or are strong, countless times stronger than him, and he believes in the latter more than the strong.

Because Lin Jingyu's temperament was too extraordinary.

Those eyes were full of contempt and confidence.

The posture of the hand behind his back is like the myth of the invincible invincible peak.

Perhaps this is an illusion.

Young Master Wuyou said in his heart.

"Since Mr. Wuyou said so, no matter what, I will give you face."

The two of them are people of interest, even if their son Gu Qingyang comes, he has to give some face to Mr. Wuyou, let alone them.

"Well."

Young Master Wuyou smiled lightly and nodded, and shouted to Lin Jingyu: "Brother, why don't you go in and have a look together?"

Lin Jingyu nodded.

"I'm very sorry, it's our responsibility."

The two middle-aged men clasped their fists at Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu didn't care about these things, this is an eternal and unchanging rule, the strong are respected, the other party thinks he is weak, so naturally he will not let him come into contact with the strong.

Following Young Master Wuyou, Lin Jingyu stepped in with his hands behind his back.

In fact, there is no need to bring it, as long as he wants to go in, he can easily go in if he moves a little and suppresses the two of them.

Therefore, Mo Yun detested him and wanted to get rid of him, but she didn't know that she had missed a chance to enter, and also missed a chance to step into a place she couldn't reach in a fair way.

The two middle-aged guards turned their heads to look at Lin Jingyu's back. To be honest, they couldn't see through, but they didn't say much, and continued to guard.

The layout of Jitian Pavilion is elegant, with small bridges and flowing water, pavilions, towers and pavilions, and Lingzhu is born, completely natural.

Blessed with space restrictions, the area is huge, just like a fairyland on earth.

"By the way, I haven't asked your brother's name."

The worry-free son asked.

"Lin Jingyu." Lin Jingyu nodded, making Mr. Wuyou's expression quite strange, as if he had heard this name somewhere before.

"Where is Brother Lin from? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wuyou asked tentatively with a smile. Along the way, he also thought and thought. At least he memorized all the powerful gods and monsters in the Extreme Sky Continent, and he also knew a lot of taboo strong people.

But he had never met Lin Jingyu.

He had sensed Lin Jingyu's aura, it was strange, he couldn't feel mana, and even once made him suspect that Lin Jingyu had no cultivation.

But without magic power and unable to practice, how can he see through the kendo of "Gu Qingyang", the son of Jitian at a glance, and point directly to the original intention of his kendo, and put forward his own opinion on kendo.

Is he a cultivator?
Mr. Wuyou knows some magical races, some have cultivated physique, some have cultivated primordial spirit and soul, and their mana is not high.

"I'm from outside."

Lin Jingyu's sudden words solved the doubts in his heart.

Immediately, thinking of the purpose of this trip, he immediately asked: "I don't know about the Longji Mountain if I don't know Xiongtai?"

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Young Master Wuyou laughed immediately: "I knew you came here for this matter."

Lin Jingyu remained silent.

Young Master Wuyou then said: "Brother, I don't know, the purpose of gathering all the talents from the Jitian Continent in the Jitian Pavilion this time is to prepare for the trip to Longji Mountain."

"Currently, not many people know the location of Longji Mountain. Only forces like Jishen Dojo know it. Everyone is here to learn about it earlier. Therefore, if you want to find out about Longji Mountain, brother, you have come to the right place."

……

Hearing Mr. Wuyou's explanation, Lin Jingyu nodded.

He only needs to know the location of Longji Mountain, and then he will look for the Three-Eyed Spirit Race.

In Jitian Pavilion, there are quite a few young strong men, all of whom are God King strong men, most of them are similar in strength to the Feng Xiu encountered before, and some are even stronger than Feng Xiu.

Walking along the small bridge and flowing water path, many people gathered their eyes on the road, and most of them clasped their fists at Mr. Wuyou.

Young Master Wuyou also nodded at them.

Afterwards, those people's eyes shifted to Lin Jingyu's body, and they all narrowed their eyes slightly.

(End of this chapter)