Lin Yuan's voice was not loud.
However, it was clearly transmitted to the entire Black Palace of the Black-White College.
The students who were still alive took advantage of this opportunity to retreat while looking at Lin Yuan with reverence and malevolence.
They really wanted to curse Lin Yuan to be cut into pieces by the Palace Master.
However, they had just experienced the previous massacre and did not have the courage to say anything. He didn't even have the courage to argue for the thousand-year-old Sword God, Xu Xiake.
What was more terrifying than killing was torturing the heart.
However, at this moment, because of Lin Yuan's words, the expression of a figure completely changed.
That person was none other than Chu Xia, the Palace Master of the Black Palace, who was floating in the sky.
At this moment, the black-robed middle-aged man's expression was as dark as water. When he had broken through Su Li's illusion barrier, when he had seen the headless corpses strewn all over the ground in the Black Palace, when he had seen the 132 skeletons hanging outside the Black Clothes Alley, he had never been so furious.
At this moment, the entire black palace only echoed with a roar that sounded like the roar of a thunder god.
"Who gave you the guts to insult Sword Master Xu in front of me? Who do you think you are? A Nascent Soul Realm monster? In addition, there was a beast at the Land Immortal Realm! What do you know about the sword path!"
When Su Li heard the word beast, his expression darkened.
The six white tails behind her swayed. At the same time, she turned around and glanced at Lin Yuan.
"Master, let me start another half tail. Six and a half tails are enough for me to kill him!”
Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that one sentence would actually make the Black Palace Master so angry.
Behind Lin Yuan, Lin Qianran hesitated for a moment, but he still mustered his courage to speak.
"Ancestor, Palace Lord of the Black Palace, Chu Xia. He was one of the two Celestial Immortals of the Black-White College. His surname was Chu, and he was from the Great Western Chu, the imperial Chu clan.”
"He is the current Emperor of Great Western Chu. When he was still the Crown Prince, he was drunk and promiscuous. When he was marching at the border, he was born to an ordinary village girl from Great Zhou. If it wasn't for a Great Chu eunuch bringing him back, he probably wouldn't have the surname Chu…"
"Although he was treated with cold contempt by Ying Tian, he was extremely talented in the Dao of the Sword. He concealed his identity, and after entering the Black-White College, he focused on his cultivation. It was only after he became the Palace Lord of the Black Palace that his identity was revealed to the world. However, perhaps because of what happened in the past, he didn't show any favoritism towards the members of the royal Chu clan of the Black Palace. On the contrary, he took great care of the commoners.”
"From the moment we entered the Black-White College to the moment we were in trouble, the Palace Lord has taken care of us. Ancestor…the Lin family's ancestral teachings state that kindness must be repaid tenfold, and vengeance must be repaid a hundredfold. Junior begs Ancestor to spare Chu Xia, the Palace Lord of the Black Palace.”
At this moment, Lin Qianran directly knelt down behind Lin Yuan.
Lin Qianmang also knelt down.
Lin Yaojun hesitated for a moment before kneeling down without hesitation.
Lin Yuan glanced at Lin Qianran and could not help but think more highly of this little brat.
Lin Yuan sincerely treated these little brats as juniors. A loyal and grateful junior was different from a bootlicker who only knew how to follow him.
Sometimes, there was only a fine line between a bootlicker and a vicious dog.
Lin Yuan turned his head and did not immediately answer Lin Qianran's prayer.
He only looked at the horizon, at the sword intent that was becoming more and more majestic.
In the sky, at this moment, visible sword intent actually appeared.
The sword intent overlapped and rose. There was actually a faint shadow of a sword pagoda formed by countless flying swords.
Then, the sword tower melted into the sky, as if it would fall from the sky again at any time.
Seeing that Lin Yuan did not reply, Lin Qianran felt a little uneasy... He did not know if what he did was right or wrong, but his father had said that a real man should always have a clear conscience. The ancestor was naturally much more important than the Palace Master, and his kindness was also much greater.
However, if he and Lin Qianmang did not do anything and watched the Black Palace Master die, it would be a shame. Du Kang had protected them because Chu Xia, the Black Palace Master, had wanted to do so.
Ancestor, that's the Sword Intent of Chu Xia, the master of the Black Palace…"
Lin Yuan waved his hand with his back facing them.
" This sword intent is too crude…Although my cultivation is restricted, I still have some understanding of the sword…"
Back in the Great Black Mountain, although Lin Yuan's cultivation was not good and his mayfly body was limited, he did not waste these 10,000 years. He comprehended all kinds of Great Dao and awakened his talent. He relied on the various treasures that he had obtained from the clock to almost reach the maximum level, okay?
Those top-notch Sword Dao cultivation techniques could not advance his cultivation, so why could Lin Yuan not look at them? If he couldn't cultivate, he couldn't comprehend?
Otherwise, why would Xu Xiake call Lin Yuan Master? Did he really think that a peerless immortal could be born just because he gave Lin Yuan a Dao Body? Why did Xu Xiake say that he was the worst disciple his master had ever taught…
After so many years, not counting his cultivation, the Sword Dao he comprehended, and the sword intent he cultivated, how far was he from Lin Yuan? Xu Xiake did not even dare to think about it!
What was the real Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall, and what was the real Sword Floating White…
At the same time, in the Purple Moon Mystic Realm.
Xu Xiake held the black piece and looked at Kong Fanxing.
"Your white stone has already fallen into the wrong six pieces. If you continue, you will definitely lose. The divination you gave that kid from the Black Palace is very unlucky.”
Kong Fanxing's expression was stern.
" The great danger above the great danger might even be lost there. Swordmaster…I…"
Xu Xiake waved his hand.
"You want to go out and take a look? Fine. Since we can't play chess, then I'll accompany you to take a look. According to Master, although Second Kong tricked me into investing in the Black-White College, there's still a statue of me standing there. If someone bullies me too much, that's equivalent to slapping me in the face!”
"Those fools below the high platform, didn't they all follow me here? Aren't they all looking forward to seeing this old man's sword? Then let's take a look together... that Black Clothes Alley, the surname is not Wang; Mochou Lake, ghosts crying at night, Phoenix Terrace, owls perched! The dream of the broken mountain is the most real, and the old land is difficult to lose.”
(Kneel, rating votes, over 100,000, rating over 6,000. I will continue to add more to the next chapter. I really didn't think about it, the main thing is that I didn't realize it when I wrote it. I beg for everyone's understanding. The plot will try to speed up as much as possible in the future)
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