At this moment, Ye Lin seemed to really understand something, and then walked out.
Lin Zisheng had little hope of plundering it at the first opportunity, and everyone had their own unique understanding of swords, and everyone had different opinions.
Inheriting other people's sword intent is destined to not go far, so I gave up on the first opportunity.
Ye Lin walked straight towards Tian Dao Sect, conquered Tian Dao Sect first, and then went to snatch Lin Zisheng's second opportunity.
He has taken a fancy to Tian Dao Sect, and others must have taken a fancy to it, so he wants to get ahead of others.
Along the way, Ye Lin used the magic shadow to disappear, and soon came to the Heavenly Sword Gate. At this time, the Heavenly Sword Gate was extremely chaotic.
Many disciples began to run away with their baggage, because the evil demon incident made people panic, not to mention that the evil revisionist Da Guangming abducted several inner disciples from the Tiandao Sect a few days ago.
Those so-called high-level officials didn't even dare to let go of anything, so they had the idea of running away.
"Master, are you just going to let them be like this?"
In the Heavenly Sword Gate, a young man looked at the old man beside him with an anxious face.
When the old man saw this, he just shook his head slightly.
"It's dawn, everyone will fly when disaster strikes. People want to leave, and water wants to flow. These are their own choices, and we have no right to interfere."
"In the final analysis, we old men are still useless."
The old man sighed and looked at the sky with a sad look on his face.
Seeing this, the man named Tianming on the side turned to look at the fleeing disciples, his face full of anger.
He still couldn't understand that the sect took them in, taught them how to practice, taught them the techniques, and then abandoned the sect regardless of danger. Such people deserved to die.
"Jiejiejie, what's going on? You want to run away?"
However, at this time, three figures in the distance were quietly suspended in the air, with long knives under their feet and strange laughter coming from their mouths.
"It's evil cultivators. How did they come so fast? I haven't cleaned up yet."
"It's over, dead, dead."
The disciples of the Tiandao Sect who had not yet run out looked at the three figures in the sky with despair on their faces.
"You are becoming more and more wanton. Aren't you afraid of Qingyun Sect's sanctions?"
The old man suddenly snorted coldly, and the aura of the middle stage of foundation building filled the entire square.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Qingyun Sect? You've been watching for so long, has he ever been here?"
"The so-called decent people are just a group of sanctimonious guys. They don't care about the life or death of you people until they don't endanger their own interests."
"Hmph, today, I won't let you kill any of my disciples from the Tiandao Sect again."
The old man held a big knife in his hand and his face was filled with anger.
"That old guy, King of Swordsmen, failed to reach the peak of Foundation Establishment. Instead, he was seriously injured by the backlash. The other two old guys also chose to retreat. What do you think, just you, can stop him?"
At this time, the evil cultivator's expression became fierce and he slashed at the old man with his sword.
"Three swords of life and death, one sword of life."
"who?"
Suddenly, the evil cultivator's expression changed drastically, and the next moment, a corpse fell to the ground with a loud noise.
"who?"
At this time, the other two men in black robes turned to look at Ye Lin.
"A direct disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Ye Lin."
"Walk."
Hearing this, the two men in black robes ran towards the distance without any hesitation.
The person who died just now was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. With such a level of cultivation, he was instantly killed by the person in front of him with a sword. They would not be stupid enough to rush up and touch this person.
"Can you run away?"
"The skill of wielding a sword is like a rainbow piercing the sun."
Ye Lin murmured. Suddenly, the speed of the flying sword increased several times. He quickly caught up with the two people and killed them with one sword.
After dealing with the three of them, Ye Lin lowered his body.
"The third elder of Tiandao Sect, Wu Gang, pays homage to the senior disciple of Qingyun Sect."
At this time, the old man bowed to Ye Lin, and then quickly slapped the kid next to him.
The boy received a slap and reacted immediately.
"Wang Tianming, a direct disciple of Tiandao Sect, pays homage to senior brother.
Ye Lin nodded.
"Are you the only elder of the Tiandao Sect today?"
Then he frowned and asked, "According to Master's explanation, Tiandao Sect has one statue in the late stage of foundation building and three in the middle stage of foundation building."
But looking at it this way, something seems to be wrong.
"The sect master wanted to break through to the peak of foundation building to fight against the evil cultivators. Unexpectedly, the breakthrough failed and he suffered a strong backlash. He is still recovering from his injuries."
"The remaining two...are still practicing in seclusion."
Wu Gang almost said the last sentence through gritted teeth.
"Take me to see your sect leader."
After listening to Wu Gang's words, Ye Lin nodded. This sect seemed to have some problems.
"good."
Later, under the leadership of Wu Gang, Ye Lin came to a side hall. On a large bed, there sat an old man with white hair who was about to die.
"Sect Master, this is a senior disciple of Qingyun Sect. He has just solved the sect's crisis."
Wu Gang introduced to the old man. Hearing the words, the old man slowly raised his head.
"I..."
"No."
Seeing the old man wanting to salute, Ye Lin grabbed him.
"It is my duty within the Qingyun Sect to help you resist the evil spirits."
Looking at Ye Lin in front of him, the Sword King already knew in his heart that he had lived many years and had seen many things.
The relatives of the Qingyun Sect came down to help these small forces resist the evil spirits. It seems that the Qingyun Sect's battle for the Holy Son, which happens every twenty years, has begun.
At this time, it's time to take sides. If you take the right side, the sect will become stronger and stronger. If you take the wrong side, the sect will probably be destroyed.
The Holy Son must not only have absolute strength, but also have corresponding talents. After all, the Holy Son is the next sect master.
Conquering these small sects is a test of talent, and the top leaders of the small sects are not idiots. If you can't do it, they won't follow you, and you can't do anything with them.
"You two, go out first."
The Sword King looked at Wu Gang and Wang Tianming on the side, waved his hands and said.
After the two of them walked out, the Sword King looked at Ye Lin carefully.
"I want to support you."
"Thank you very much. Do you need me to help you clean up the Tian Dao Sect?"
Ye Lin was not surprised when he heard the Sword King's answer. As long as he had acquired it long enough, he would already know about the Battle of the Holy Son. After all, it was not a secret.
"No, even if I am like this, the Heavenly Sword Sect cannot be shaken by those two guys."
The Sword King shook his head and finished speaking. Although he exuded a deathly aura, Ye Lin still admired his vague sense of domineering.
"Young Master, can I call you Young Master?"
The Sword King suddenly said to Ye Lin.
"sure."
Ye Lin sat on the bed and shrugged indifferently. It was just a title, he didn't care.
"According to what I heard, there is no movement on the surface of the Long family. On the contrary, privately, they have conquered several small forces."
After hearing the Sword King's narration, Ye Lin squinted his eyes, as if thinking about something.
Qingyun Sect suppresses the area of thousands of miles, and several major forces are affiliated, and of course these small forces also belong to Qingyun Sect.
But now, the Long family has begun to subdue these small forces secretly.
What does the Long family want to do? Nowadays, the evil spirits are becoming more and more serious. In the eyes of several major forces, these small forces are just a drag and no one wants to take care of them.
But this trip of the Long family is not in line with common sense. Does the Long family want to intervene in the battle for the Holy Son? Or is it a direct disciple who has some kind of deal with the Long family?
This made him wary.
"I understand, do you know which forces the Long family has conquered?"
"I don't know about this. They are extremely secretive about this."
Hearing this, the Sword King shook his head and said.