Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 67 Shura Field? Demonic Trace!

Wang Yan, who was standing aside, saw Lin Feng and Lin Dong chatting there, their attention not on him, and he immediately felt relieved, and quietly distanced himself from the Lin clan's team.

The Lin clan is now a group of lunatics. Wang Yan can't afford to offend them and can only hide.

Lin Feng glanced at Wang Yan but ignored him. He was not a person who liked to argue, otherwise, he would not have been suppressed so badly back then and not many elders knew about it.

On the other side, Huangfu Jing of the Huangfu family looked at Lin Dong with a hint of curiosity.

“Is this person the Lin Dong that the Palace Master mentioned earlier? He is able to cultivate both his Yuan Power and his Spiritual Power, and at the same time, he has reached the Great Perfection of the Forming Realm while also reaching the realm of the Spirit Talisman Master. He is truly extraordinary.”

A slight fluctuation flashed across Huangfu Jing's rather cold face. She looked at Lin Dong with slightly frowned brows, and a stronger curiosity flashed in her eyes.

“Even this Lin Dong is so extraordinary, then, how extraordinary must the swordsman who made the Palace Master marvel at be?”

Qin Shi from the Qin clan looked at Lin Dong with some shock in his eyes. If he remembered correctly, when they had a conflict with the Wang clan in the ancient tomb, this person from the branch family of the Lin clan seemed to have only reached the small perfection of the Yuandan realm?
And now, how long has it been? Only about a year, and he has already reached the Great Perfection of the Forming Realm. As expected, the rise of the Lin clan is unstoppable.

In the Lin clan team, behind Lin Feng, Lin Ke'er, who had just finished talking to the old man, turned around, waved and greeted Lin Dong with a sweet smile.

“Lin Dong, I didn’t expect that you were also attracted by the Great Desolate Ancient Monument?”

Although Lin Ke'er was talking to Lin Dong, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Mu Qianqian, who had been standing beside Lin Dong, charming and graceful, with a hint of inexplicable hostility in her eyes.

Mu Qianqian, who was accompanying Lin Dong and seemed quite close to him, also raised her eyes and looked at Lin Ke'er. Her intuition as a woman told her that the relationship between Lin Ke'er and Lin Dong was by no means as simple as an ordinary relationship between the same clan.

Lin Dong might not have noticed it, but Mu Qianqian could tell from Lin Ke'er's actions and the old man's glances towards Lin Dong from time to time that Lin Ke'er must have been talking to the elder of the Lin clan about Lin Dong's affairs.

Moreover, from the surprise and satisfaction on the old man's face, it is not difficult to guess that Lin Ke'er is speaking well of Lin Dong. But how could Lin Ke'er, the eldest daughter of the inner family, speak for Lin Dong for no reason?
"Lin Dong, who is this person? Why haven't you mentioned him before?"

Mu Qianqian withdrew her suspicious gaze from Lin Ke'er and turned to look at Lin Dong. A gentle and well-behaved smile appeared on her charming face, which made Lin Dong look confused. He remembered that he and Mu Qianqian had not met many times, right?
Lin Dong turned his head to look at Mu Qianqian. For some reason, he felt a chill on his spine. He felt uneasy and felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. He quickly spoke softly.

"Ahem, Lin Ke'er, have you seen the young patriarch?"

"Boy, don't ask anymore, the people have already arrived."

As soon as Lin Dong opened his mouth to speak, Xiao Diao's voice rang in his heart. At this moment, Lin Dong and the others all felt something in their hearts and looked up at the ancient monument.

Suddenly, a majestic aura emanated from the huge ancient monument, and the runes on the surface of the monument also began to change slightly.

But when everyone looked up, the next moment, they all shifted their gaze upwards, because, on the top of the ancient stone tablet, there was a young man in white standing in the wind.

The wind from the ancient plain blew the young man's white clothes, and the posture of his clothes fluttering in the wind made it seem as if, in the next moment, the young man would ride on the wind and fly into the sky.

What was even more shocking was that the young man was clearly standing there, but no one had noticed him before. Even now, when they saw the young man with their own eyes, many people felt that the young man had completely merged with the stone tablet under his feet. He had a majestic aura that had gone through years. "That's... the Sword Saint!"

As soon as the word "Sword Saint" came out, the entire ancient plain fell silent. This was a name that was feared by the Great Yan Dynasty. In the Great Yan Dynasty, no one could remain calm upon hearing this title.

"What is the young patriarch doing?"

Lin Dong looked at the white-clothed figure on top of the Great Wilderness Ancient Monument, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. After hearing Lin Dong's question, Xiao Diao spoke slowly.

"If Master Diao is not mistaken, that perverted guy should be communicating with the spirit of the monument!"

"Communicate with the spirit of the monument?"

Lin Dong was slightly stunned. Monument Soul? What kind of new term is this?

“The spiritual power of spiritual treasures that have reached the earth and heaven levels is already sufficient, but there are higher-level spiritual treasures above the earth and heaven levels. Spiritual treasures of that level generally have already given birth to the spirits of divine objects.”

The little mink explained softly. This time, it did not laugh at Lin Dong because it itself had never seen such a divine creature that was powerful enough to form a spirit, although it had learned the secret technique to communicate with such spirits.

"I never thought that this ancient monument would be a divine object of this level. It seems that the origin of this ancient sect is not simple. If nothing unexpected happens, what we are looking for is inside!"

Hearing this, Lin Dong’s breathing quickened. The Swallowing Ancestral Talisman, one of the eight ancestral talismans, was he finally going to see such a divine object?
"But why did the young patriarch communicate with the spirit of the monument?"

A hint of curiosity flashed through Lin Dong's mind, and he, like the others, looked up at the figure in white.

Lin Xuan stood on the top of the ancient stele with his eyes closed. With the help of the Supreme Sensing Technique that he had just mastered, his mind had completely merged with the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele under his feet.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's thoughts, with the assistance of the stele soul, are roaming the entire space of the ancient stele. Every place is under Lin Xuan's gaze.

Not long after, Lin Xuan found the space where Hei Tong was, but before Lin Xuan could get close, an extremely terrifying and cold demonic aura instantly attacked him.

"boom!"

Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and the next moment, an extremely sharp sword intent instantly swept across the entire Great Wilderness Ancient Plain. The terrifying momentum was like an endless black cloud pressing down on everyone's head, making people's breathing stop instantly.

After retracting the sword intent into his body, Lin Xuan looked down at the ancient monument under his feet. His pupils suddenly shrank and he whispered to himself.

"Extraordinary demon!"

(End of this chapter)