Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

"What a Lynch. No wonder Qingxue has been concerned about him for so many years."

"This martial art is really practiced by him to the end."

Although Zhao Mingan was shocked by Lynch's strength, he was still confident.

Because even if Lin Qi has practiced his martial arts to the point where he is invincible.

But mortals are mortals.

No matter how strong it is, there is a limit.

In the history of the Song Kingdom, there has never been a kind of martial arts talent who can be Gaia's contemporary and invincible.

But in the end, it still couldn't shake the five surnames and seven hopes.

If he is still the idle prince from before, then maybe he will choose to give in a step.

Because he is not qualified to use the royal heritage.

But now, he is the emperor of Song.

So Zhao Ming'an just spoke lightly, and even applauded and praised.

"Unrivaled ten years ago, invincible ten years later."

"Lynch, Qingxue really saw the right person."

"You are truly a genius"

"Unfortunately, immortals are different."

"Even if you can be completely invincible in the world?"

"Under the immortals are all ants."

"Today, I will let you know what it means that my will cannot be violated!"

Chapter 13

Zhao Mingan spoke in a soft voice, and with a backhand, he took off the sword at his waist.

The name of the sword is Tianzijian.

Gifted by the immortals, it is an important weapon of the Song Dynasty royal family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is also the foundation of the Zhao family's suppression of the dynasty's luck.

If you are not the king of the Zhao family, you cannot hold it.

The sword is in hand, it has not been unsheathed, but there is already a noble black and yellow aura visible to the naked eye.

No further words are needed.

The Son of Heaven Sword was only mentioned by Zhao Mingan, and an inexplicable coercion had already enveloped most of the palace.

Many innate masters who were silently observing the movements in the palace felt palpitated and did not dare to peep any more.

Because it seems that there is an invisible sword intent that can be transmitted along the eyes, and it reaches the heart, flickering with chills.

"Is this the heritage of the royal family?"

"It's really scary. It really deserves to be a fairy sword bestowed by a fairy."

"Zhao Ming'an even used the Son of Heaven Sword. If he doesn't take down Lynch, he will be ashamed."

"That's right. Zhao Ming'an was lucky and picked up a throne. The new monarch wants to make a name for himself. He picked and found an old friend of his daughter's, but unexpectedly, he bumped into an iron plate."

"It's forced to use the Tianzi sword, haha, I really laughed to death."

"Okay, don't make sarcastic remarks. This Lin Qi is indeed a rare genius. It is incredible that he can practice martial arts to this level."

"It's a pity, Zhao Ming'an is determined to kill him, otherwise, I still want to recruit him into my family."

……

People with five surnames and seven hopes were amazed by Lynch's talent in martial arts, and moved to recruit Lynch as a bride.

Unfortunately, Zhao Mingan was full of murderous intent.

What's more, Zhao Ming'an even took out the Son of Heaven Sword, unless someone is willing to use his family background, otherwise, no one can save Lin Qi with just one mouth.

But it's not worth using family background for a mere pariah.

It can only be a pity that a peerless genius died just like that.

But then again, a genius is just a genius.

Wang Teng, who was killed by Zhao Zijing that day, is also a genius.

But to them, after all, they are just like ants.

As a result, most of the five surnames and seven watchers who were paying attention to the palace withdrew their gazes and stopped paying attention to this farce.

Under the sword of the Son of Heaven, mortals have no choice but to die.

Lynch didn't know that in the eyes of the Five Surnames and Qiwang family, he was no different from a dead person now.

He just looked solemnly at the Emperor Sword in Zhao Mingan's hand.

He knew that the royal family had a magic weapon bestowed by immortal cultivators.

But it was also the first time that the magic weapon in the hands of the royal family turned out to be a sword worn by the emperor.

"It's really a good sword."

Lynch couldn't help admiring.

In the two dreams, he had almost exhausted everything Zhao Zijing had learned in his life.

But almost no knowledge about magic weapons and refining equipment has been obtained.

Obviously, knowledge in this area is also high-end knowledge in the world of cultivating immortals, and it cannot be known by Qi practitioners.

I don't know if I can try to comprehend and deduce the knowledge about refining weapons if I snatch this Tianzi sword.

This thought flashed through Lynch's mind. Seeing that Zhao Mingan was about to draw his sword out of its sheath, he decided to be more steady.

So, in the next second, Lynch's figure changed, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Zhao Mingan.

The long sword in his hand was pointing to the top, every time it was right on Zhao Mingan's right hand that was trying to draw the sword.

Zhao Ming'an could only choose to dodge for a while, and in this way.

However, Zhao Mingan was unable to pull out the one-meter-long Tianzi Sword.

"Lynch, you are courting death!"

Zhao Mingan was anxious and angry. He thought that he would take out the Son of Heaven Sword and kill Lin Qi with a single blow.

In the end, he didn't expect Lin Qi to force him to pull out the sword in his hand.

No matter how strong the Son of Heaven Sword is, if it can't pull out its sheath, it can't exert its power either.

"It is indeed a good sword."

Lin Qi swung the long sword in his hand, and he was walking like a stroll in the courtyard, pressing forward step by step. With his superb swordsmanship, Zhao Mingan was forced to retreat step by step, and the Emperor Sword could not be drawn out of its sheath.

Under such circumstances, he still had leisure time to carefully observe the Son of Heaven Sword in Zhao Mingan's hand.

Through the scabbard, it is impossible to get a glimpse of the true face of the Son of Heaven Sword.

But Lynch vaguely noticed that the gorgeous pattern on the scabbard seemed to be a deformation of some kind of talisman.

"The refining tool is also related to the talisman?"

A thought flashed through Lynch's mind, and he couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he stretched out both hands.

Clapping with one hand, wielding a sword with the other.

When the sword palms came out together, Zhao Ming'an only felt a pain in his hand, and his eyes blurred. Lynch snatched the Tianzi Sword in his hand.

"what?"

"Zhao Ming'an is such a waste, with the Son of Heaven sword in his hand, he couldn't even pull out the sword and was snatched by Lynch?!"

Not to mention that people with five surnames and Qiwang couldn't believe it, Zhao Mingan himself couldn't believe it.

The Tianzi Sword, which has suppressed the fortune of the dynasty for thousands of years, was snatched by Lynch before he even had a sword in his hand.

What a shame!

Feeling humiliated, Zhao Ming'an turned into anger, "Lin Qi, you are damned for daring to snatch the Son of Heaven Sword. You are doomed, and no one can save you!"

Lynch ignored him, the Son of Heaven sword was in his hand, and he couldn't wait to pull out the Son of Heaven sword to see what happened.

But just as the Tianzi sword was pulled out an inch, an inexplicable palpitation came to my heart.

It was as if there was a will telling him that he couldn't pull it out.

When the Son of Heaven sword was unsheathed, that was when he died.

Such threats are so blatant.

Lynch stopped his movements suddenly, and suddenly felt palpitations.

"This threat, is it a person? Is it a sword?"

Lynch was undecided, but estimated that there should be both.

"That's it."

Lin Qi gave up the idea of ​​pulling out the Son of Heaven Sword, feeling the Sword of Son of Heaven humming in his palm, as if he wanted to break free.

He really wanted to forcefully suppress it, and I will keep this sword temporarily, and let Zhao Qingxue come to me to get it after 20 years.

But in the end still not.

With a backhand throw, the long sword was released from his hand, turning into a streamer and flying into the Golden Luan Hall.

With a bang, it was inserted into the dragon pillar.

"For Junior Sister Qingxue's sake, let's stop here for today's business."

"Zhao Ming'an, take care of yourself!"

After the words fell, Lynch stepped a little, jumped up a few times, and disappeared into the palace.

……

Above the blue waves, a huge building boat is speeding.

Zhao Zijing watched the farce in the water mirror expressionlessly.

When Zhao Ming'an was about to use the Son of Heaven Sword, the air was pulled, and the picture of the palace automatically appeared in the water mirror of the building.

This is because all the magic tools used by the cultivating families on the Mortal Continent to suppress luck were forged together with this immortal ship.

Connected with the same Qi, with Qi induction.

Once a certain magic weapon is used, other magic weapons will be pulled by the air mechanism to display the picture.

Let other people decide whether to come to help.

Zhao Zijing was not interested in being Zhao Ming'an's thug, even though Zhao Ming'an was helped up by him after he killed the previous Song Emperor.

But he doesn't care about things between ordinary people.

But if Lynch snatches the Tianzi Sword, or kills Zhao Ming'an.

Then, as the immortal master who is in charge of guiding this time, he can't ignore it.

Fortunately, Lynch finally stopped and left.

Otherwise, Zhao Zijing wasn't sure if he would go on a killing spree if he was asked to go to Song State again.

After all, Wu Dao Chi's experience had already made him feel a fire in his heart.

Even the former Song Emperor was angered and killed by him.

"Count him smart."

Zhao Zijing watched Shui Jing calm down expressionlessly, his eyes were indifferent, as if there was a flame burning in his eyes.

"Building the foundation, I must build the foundation."

"No matter what."