The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

  Chapter 137 You are in charge of Yujian, the rest

  Breezy view of the backyard!

  You can directly enter from the side door of Lin Ye's house.

   When rebuilding Qingfeng Temple, Lin Ye deliberately opened such a back door. The old man glanced at Lin Ye and said nothing.

   "Dawu, go and put things in the house."

  The old Taoist handed the package to Dawu, and after Dawu walked away, he looked at Lin Ye and said indifferently, "Follow me."

Lin Ye was a little curious about where the old man was going to take him. This Qingfeng Temple is such a big place. When he was looking for anything left by the old man, he turned Qingfeng Temple inside and out. There was nothing special about it. place.

  The old Taoist didn't go to Lin Ye, but was in a corner of the backyard, his hands began to form seals, and at the same time he stepped on the road, and within a few steps, the figure moved around quickly, dazzled Lin Ye.

   "Array!"

  Looking at the old man's actions, Lin Ye immediately realized that there was a formation in the backyard, and the old man was opening the formation.

   Qingfeng Temple actually has formations, I still underestimate the old way.

"open!"

  Following Daoist Dingxuan's soft shout, a treasure pavilion unexpectedly appeared in a corner of the courtyard wall.

   "This was established by the first generation patriarch of my Qingfeng Temple, and all the hidden secrets and various magical powers of my Qingfeng Temple are hidden in it."

  The old man turned his head and explained to Lin Ye, and then stepped into the treasure pavilion.

   "Damn, it seems that my choice of Qingfeng Temple is indeed correct, so it seems that this Qingfeng Temple is extraordinary."

  Lin Ye admired his foresight, and the old Taoist over there came out after entering Baoge for a while, holding a jade book in his hand.

  Jade book, made of jade, carved into a book, can be used to record supernatural powers.

   Those who can read the Jade Book must be magical-level spells.

"This imperial swordsmanship is not the technique of our sect, but your third uncle obtained it when he was away, and later printed it on the jade book. No one in Qingfeng Temple has practiced it except your third uncle. This supernatural power."

  Ding Xuandao made a seal on the jade book with his fingers in the air, and the jade book began to shine. The next moment, Lin Ye saw a figure floating out of the jade book.

   It was a middle-aged man in Taoist robes with sharp eyes. Just as soon as he appeared on the stage, his breath was so overwhelming that Lin Ye was a little out of breath.

   "This is a photo of your third uncle." Seeing this figure, the old Taoist also had a look of nostalgia on his face. He was the only one left among the several senior brothers back then.

   "Master, why don't other people in the Taoist temple practice this supernatural power?" Lin Ye asked curiously.

   "After your third uncle died in battle, I am the only one left in the Taoist temple."

  Listening to the old man's answer, Lin Ye understood. With the old man's temperament, even if he wanted to practice, he would cultivate those life-saving supernatural powers.

   "Look carefully, your third uncle will demonstrate the power of this technique for you."

  Received by the old Taoist, Lin Ye stared intently at the picture of the third uncle, and saw the third uncle's right hand concentrating on the sword formula, and softly shouted: "Sword!"

  A flying sword exuding a piercing white cold light appeared in front of the Third Martial Uncle, and followed by the Third Martial Uncle shouted: "Go!"

  The flying sword left an afterimage in the air, so fast that Lin Ye didn't see it clearly at all. He didn't know that the sword had flown out until a football-like hole appeared in the courtyard wall in front of him.

  The next moment, the entire courtyard wall collapsed.

  Lin Ye saw that his breathing became short of breath. This is the art of imperial swordsmanship. It's so awesome.

  With such a fast speed, he didn't even have time to react. No wonder the old Taoist said that it is difficult for the strong in the Yuanshen realm to avoid it.

   "Are you satisfied with this technique?"

  The old man looked at Lin Ye, who nodded hurriedly, satisfied, very satisfied.

   Men, who doesn’t love swords.

  In the real world, if one can really cultivate immortals, and a weapon vote is held, the sword will definitely be at the top of the list.

   "How fast is this sword?"

   "Quick, too fast!"

   "How powerful is this sword?"

  Lin Ye looked at the collapsed wall. If it hit someone, it wouldn't explode directly.

   "The power is amazing."

   "Then are you willing to learn?" the old Taoist asked while stroking his beard.

  If Lin Ye were more careful at this time, he would be able to spot a quirk in the old man's expression, but at this moment, Lin Ye, whose mind was already full of pictures of Yu Jian, didn't notice this at all.

   "The disciple is willing."

   "So, then take it."

  The old Taoist raised his hand, and the jade book fell in front of Lin Ye. Lin Ye reached out and grabbed it, staring at the jade book, and a heart formula appeared in his mind.

   "Yu Tian Sword!"

  The name of supernatural power made Lin Ye startled. He dared to take such an overbearing name, this supernatural power must be extraordinary.

  After reading it again, Lin Ye was even more sure that this is a super supernatural power.

  In addition to Yujian's mentality, there is also a sentence left by his third uncle who has never met: This sword is so fast that no one in the same realm can react!

  Lin Ye condensed the sword seal according to his heart, and soon a flying sword with condensed spiritual energy appeared. Lin Ye stared at an old tree with a crooked neck in front of the left, and shouted: "Go!"

   Phew!

  The flying sword left an afterimage in the air, and went straight to the front left.

boom!

  The long sword did not enter the courtyard wall, and directly penetrated the courtyard wall, leaving a sword hole.

  Lin Ye was very satisfied. It was the first time he used it, and the speed was so fast, but the accuracy was a bit off. I guess it was because he was relatively unfamiliar, so it would be nice to practice more.

  But the only problem is that when I cast this sword, the aura in my body is hollowed out.

  Such a powerful supernatural power must require a lot of aura to support it, which is understandable.

   This is the hole card when you are in danger.

   "You should study hard here, and go back to the room to tidy up the clothes for the teacher."

   "Okay, master, you can go, disciple, I will practice a lot here."

  Daoist Dingxuan took a meaningful look at the crooked neck tree, and walked forward, leaving Lin Ye here to absorb spiritual energy and prepare to practice his sword again.

  One sword, two swords...

   Half an hour, an hour...

  Lin Ye looked at the courtyard wall that had been poked out with many holes, and then at the still crooked-neck tree. When the wind blew, the only stubborn dead leaves still hanging on the branches fell off.

  …

  …

  The newly built personnel accommodation area of ​​the Taoist Temple.

  Da Wu had an excited expression on his face: "Master, Mr. Lin... Brother Lin changed the sheets and bedding for us, and we slept very comfortably."

   "Dawu, practitioners should not be obsessed with external objects."

  Daoist Master Dingxuan, who put on a brand-new Taoist robe, admonished Dawu, and then asked, "Does this Taoist robe fit me as a teacher?"

   "It fits well, master, you look great in this robe, it looks exactly like the one in the painting." Dawu first praised, and then asked doubtfully, "Master, when did you buy this robe, why don't I know?"

  Before in Guanli, the master always asked himself to go to a tailor shop to find a tailor to order Taoist robes. He said that he could pay back the price if he went by himself.

   Therefore, the master has several Taoist robes, and he knows best.

   "Ahem...go make a pot of tea for the teacher."

The old Taoist dismissed his apprentice. He was embarrassed to say that when he first entered the room and opened the closet, he found more than a dozen Taoist robes in it, all of which were exquisite and gorgeous. When trying on clothes, I can't bear to take off each piece.

God is so pitiful, since he was accepted by his master, he has not worn such a good Taoist robe for so many years. The best set of Taoist robes was ordered by a tailor when he became the master of the temple, but after so many years of wear and tear, it is no longer possible Wear it again.

After dismissing the apprentice, the old Taoist went back to the room, glanced at the soft bedding, and said to himself: "Ding Xuan, Ding Xuan, this is the boy's corrupt heart towards you, this is sugar-coated cannonball, You can't be fooled."

  But turning around, the old man walked to the bedside again, and continued to talk to himself: "What kind of storm has the old man never seen in his life, and a set of bedding can still corrode me?"

  Sitting on the edge of the bed, the old Taoist stroked the bedding with his hands, his whole body was full of vigor.

  This softness, this touch...

  The next moment, the whole person rolled up...

   "Fu Sheng Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao has accepted him as a disciple, and the disciple's filial piety to the master cannot be said to be corrupt."

  The old man changed his posture, which is really comfortable.

   "Master!"

   Hearing some sad voices outside the door, the old Taoist jumped up from the bed cleverly, changed his clothes, and changed back to the original set of "plain" Taoist robes.

   "What's the matter, apprentice?"

  Daoist Master Dingxuan opened the door, looked at Lin Ye standing in the yard outside the door, and asked.

   "Master, this disciple has connected Yujian seven times in two hours, but none of them can hit the crooked neck tree. Please ask the master to clarify."

   "Ahem... this sword, is it fast?"

   "Quick, but I can't shoot."

   "Don't worry about whether you are right or not, just say whether it is fast or not."

   "But I can't control the accuracy of this sword."

   "Aside from talking about accuracy, let me ask you if this sword is fast?"

  Lin Ye was silent.

   This conversation is inexplicably familiar, as if he had a similar conversation with his teammates when he was playing a shooting game.

  Teammate: Hurry up, my instant spy.

  Lin Ye: But you were not sure.

  Teammate: I’ll just ask you if it’s fast.

  Lin Ye looked at the old man with resentful eyes: "Master, just tell me the truth, what is going on with this sword control technique."

   "Ahem" the old Taoist stroked his beard, "You know the name of this swordsmanship, right?"

   "Yu Tianjian." Lin Ye suddenly had a bad feeling, and looked at the old man with his eyes, and the old man returned his look, yes, it was what you thought.

   "I only care about Yujian, whether I win or not I will leave it to God?" Lin Ye's voice trembled a little, and he asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Ok."

  The "hmm" made Lin Ye completely desperate.

   "Master, I think the fate between you and me as a master and apprentice is over. The clothes and bedding that the apprentice respects, as well as the cost of rebuilding the Taoist temple, the disciple will make a list for the master later, and the master will pay for it."

  The old Taoist’s mouth twitched when he heard this, he was reimbursed, even if he sold him, he would not have so much money.

   "Don't talk nonsense, my disciple. There is a reason for my teacher to let you practice this supernatural power. This supernatural power is very suitable for you."

  (end of this chapter)