Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 144 Leaving Fengyun and moving to Tianlong

In Feilin Pavilion, Shen Lin slightly closed his eyes. On his back, a knife and a sword quietly stayed in the sheath, silent, as if they were just the most common swords, and people were also silent, like an old monk sitting in meditation. calm at heart.

At this moment, Shen Lin, sitting there quietly, seemed to be just a reef that couldn't be more ordinary. Anyone who saw him would inadvertently ignore his existence.

However, those people who are at the bottom of Shen Lin at this time understand that this does not mean that Shen Lin is not strong, on the contrary, it means that Shen Lin's cultivation has reached a very high level, and he can already restrain his aura perfectly , nothing leaked out.

They always remember that three days ago, when Shen Lin broke through the realm of transformation, the terrifying sharpness that pierced through the sky was an invincible aura that was enough to cut off the mountains, and people could only look at the ocean and sigh. Only the leader of the Xiong Gang can surpass Shen Lin in terms of momentum.

"Xiaofeng, Jingyun," Shen Lin slowly opened his eyes, "It's been a month since I taught you the swordsmanship and swordsmanship, right?"

"Yes," Nie Feng has a mild temper. He was rescued and taken care of by Shen Lin when his father was in his father's day. He has long regarded Shen Lin as a relative like an older brother, and he respects him even more than Xiongba.It can be said that in this world, Shen Lin is now the family member Nie Feng cares about the most, "Senior brother Yun and I have been learning swordsmanship and swordsmanship for a month."

On the other side, Bu Jingyun raised his head rarely, and said in an indifferent and slightly respectful tone, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Shen Lin nodded slowly, looking at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun with satisfaction.In the past month, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng have made considerable progress. Shen Lin, who has been reborn many times, is not inferior.

Nie Feng didn't say much about Aohan Liujue since he was a child. He has already comprehended all the first five moves of Aohan Liujue. It is only a matter of skill, and the success will come naturally. But Bu Jingyun really surprised Shen Lin once. , In just one month, he comprehended the 21-style Holy Spirit swordsmanship to the No. 15 style. The swordsmanship is as strong as the martial arts ancestors.

You must know that the Holy Spirit sword technique is not as simple and sharp as the Aohan Liujue. It is an extremely mysterious and difficult martial art, and requires a high level of understanding.Under the Juggernaut couple, there are no other successors, even Dugu, the lord of the Wushuang city, who has not learned it, but now Bu Jingyun's entry is so gratifying, I have to say, everything is destined!

Compared with Bu Jingyun's improvement in martial arts, what Shen Lin was more happy about was Bu Jingyun's personality change.Today's Bu Jingyun, under his own enlightenment, is finally better than in the original book. Although he is still relatively indifferent, he will occasionally communicate with other people. They can get along relatively harmoniously together, instead of standing alone like a lone stone.

Shen Lin looked at Bu Jingyun, who was leaning on the pillar and slowly carving wood carvings with his head lowered. He turned his head and smiled gratifiedly: "I have seen all your progress in the past month. ,I am very satisfied."

"It's all because you taught me well, big brother," Nie Feng said with a warm smile and a charming aura.

As expected of the existence of the most beautiful man in the world, he is only eleven or twelve years old and has such an extraordinary temperament. No wonder Kong Ci has a deep affection for him.

Thinking of this, Shen Lin sighed slightly, but remembered the troublesome love triangle of these three people, and thought to himself: "I hope what I do can change the tragedy of these three people."

This month, Shen Lin has brainwashed Bu Jingyun a lot. While teaching the holy spirit sword skills, he also tried his best to make him cheerful.

With the joy of gaining the mysterious sword technique and the hope of revenge, Bu Jingyun is not too disgusted with Shen Lin's teachings. After long-term persuasion, Bu Jingyun's disposition has also changed, and occasionally he will show a little dissatisfaction. The obvious smile, although not common, is enough to make him stay away from others.

In the face of Kong Ci, a good girl who is kind and will not refuse, Shen Lin is even more generous. She even taught her the Ming Yugong. Victims of politics.

Shen Lin thought to herself, she could only do this, as for everything else, she could only let it develop.

After all, he has too many burdens on his body, it is impossible to stay in this world forever.

"Xiaofeng, Jingyun," we are going to say goodbye after all, it's better to say it sooner rather than later, a trace of reluctance flashed across Shen Lin's face, but he still gritted his teeth, "I'm going to be away for a while, you all have to take good care of yourselves during this time ,do you know?"

"Brother Shen Lin, where are you going?" Nie Feng looked at Shen Lin in surprise, and said, "Are you leaving Tianxiahui?"

Bu Jingyun on the other side didn't ask any questions, but from the wood carvings where he stopped trembling, it could be seen that he was restless with his head down.

"Hehe, I have some personal matters to complete. It can be completed in half a year or a year." Shen Lin smiled slightly, "You don't have to worry."

"Half a year," Bu Jingyun lowered his head, his hands trembling slightly, and slowly put away the wood carving in his hands.

That wood carving is the prototype of a person. On his back, there are two rough protrusions. Although only a rough outline can be seen, it is enough to distinguish them. It is a knife and a sword. This wood carving, It is.
"It's been a few months, and I really can't bear it," Shen Lin laughed at himself, sighed, turned his eyes to the door, and said loudly, "Duanlang, come in!"

A little boy slowly walked in from the door, it was Duanlang, the first son of Nanlin Jian who joined the Tianxiahui with Shen Lin two months ago.

"I don't know if the deputy leader called me, what's the matter!" Duanlang cupped his hands angrily, his words were full of repressed hatred.

Shen Lin sighed slightly, looked at Duanlang: "Duanlang, do you still blame me in your heart?"

Duanlang's body trembled, he raised his head, stared at Shen Lin for a long time, and said stubbornly: "The young one is just a small disciple of the Tianxiahui, so I dare not blame the deputy leader!"

"No," Shen Lin stared at Duanlang with burning eyes, "You are blaming me, why did you not teach Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng martial arts, right?"

"That's right." Under Shen Lin's sharp gaze, Duan Lang simply let go, pointed at Shen Lin hysterically, and shouted, "Why? Why did you accept Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, but didn't Teach me martial arts?"

"In terms of talent and family status, I am not inferior to Nie Feng at all." Now that he had finished speaking, Duan Lang simply said happily, "But Bu Jingyun is completely inferior to me, why don't you call me that?" My martial arts?"

As if the grievances accumulated for a long time poured out, Duanlang became more and more excited, pointing at Shen Lin: "In the end, you are just like Xiongba, who look down on me at all, have prejudice against me, and favor Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun .”

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of Bu Jingyun on one side, and he pointed to a sword. The light of the sword was flickering, extremely fierce, and he rushed straight to break the waves: "You are looking for death! Jianba!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Duanlang, who had pent up resentment in his stomach for a long time, also pointed at Bu Jingyun as a sword, and the hot breath between his fingers suddenly appeared, "Sit in the city of sorrow!"

The two little hands pressed together, vigorously, and each took three steps back.

"Come again!" Duanlang and Bu Jingyun have disliked each other for a long time, now it's like explosives that have been ignited, and the battle is about to break out.

On one side is the holy spirit swordsmanship, which is ruled by the sword sage, and on the other is the fire lin swordsmanship, which has been passed down for thousands of years and even cut the scales of the fire unicorn. In that time, sword qi was flying horizontally and horizontally, and the competition between the two boys was actually evenly matched.

"What a boy! You really have some skills," Bu Jingyun snorted coldly, and he passed one move after another. He suddenly put away his sword finger, and his other hand was surrounded by clouds. It was a fierce move that had been prepared for a long time. "It's a pity that you are still a little bit worse!"

Cloud Dispelling Palm: Release the Sky and Dispel Clouds——

"What!" Duanlang's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that Bu Jingyun would hold back his hand. He was about to change his move, but just after the confrontation, the momentum of the finger sword had been exhausted. After receiving Bu Jingyun's palm, he flew out and knocked over a set of tables and chairs.

Nie Feng on the side quickly stepped forward, helped Duanlang up, and asked with concern: "Duanlang, are you okay?"

"You don't need to meddle in your own business," Duanlang shook off Nie Feng's hand, staring at Shen Lin and Bu Jingyun, the hatred in his eyes almost solidified.

"Aren't you reconciled!" Shen Lin stared at Duanlang, and said calmly, "Aren't you very reconciled? Do you think that if you just used Aohan Six Jue Tao Zhiyao just now, you would be able to block Bu Jingyun?" The cloud-dispelling palm."

Duan Lang suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Shen Lin: "What!"

"You peeked at me teaching them martial arts from the back mountain," Shen Lin said calmly, "Do you think I don't know?"

Saying this sentence, Duanlang's mind immediately caused endless waves: "You, you have already discovered it?"

"Why didn't you stop me!" Duanlang looked at Shen Lin in disbelief, "Since you don't care about me learning your martial arts, why don't you agree to me?"

"I gave you a chance," Shen Lin stared at Duanlang closely, "Do you still remember the scene after you asked me to teach you martial arts a month ago and I rejected you?"

Before Duanlang could continue to argue, Shen Lin said: "There is no giving that should be taken for granted, and there is no non-giving that you should resent."

"I don't know satisfaction and gratitude, I just ask for it." Shen Lin looked at Duanlang calmly, "This is why you are not as good as Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and it is also the reason why I don't really teach you martial arts."

"Hehe, haha!" Duanlang yelled hysterically as if he had been greatly stimulated, "No! You're making excuses, but you just don't want to. It's a prejudice against me, not my fault, no!"

After finishing speaking, Duanlang shook off Nie Feng and ran out.

"Hey," Shen Lin sighed slightly. He knew that maybe Duanlang would become a peerless villain in the future, but he still couldn't bear to cut the grass and roots. After all, the current Duanlang was just a poor teenager.

"Forget it, in the future, let's just follow fate!" Shen Lin closed his eyes, "You all step back!"

"Farewell brother." Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun looked at each other, nodded slightly, turned and left Feilin Pavilion.

When Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun disappeared from sight, Shen Lin slowly took out a golden token from his bosom and stroked it slowly.

"Hehe, three elements return to one, and there are still two internal skills missing, so I have to go there." Shen Lin smiled slightly, "Tianlong World, teleport!"

(End of this chapter)