Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 28
Mo Lin naturally didn't know what happened in Heartless Valley, let alone that he would be missed by the legendary "Unfeeling Girl" in the sect.

At this time, his whole body was being surrounded by countless saber energy, and the saber in his hand became heavier and heavier, as if every swing was as difficult as lifting a mountain. Suddenly approaching, suddenly left and right, also become illusory.

"How can this be! Can't I even ring a bell! Come again!"

With a strong breath, Mo Lin swung his knife again. His whole body was soaked in sweat and blood, and his physical strength had already been exhausted to the extreme. His mind was full of images of Kunshan lying on the bed.

"Kunshan is because of my injury. If he can't get the elixir, he will become a useless person. I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life. Ring, ring for me!"

Pong!
Another knife slashed on the copper bell, and the fine iron knife was bounced high, but Mo Lin's arm was already numb and he lost consciousness. However, the moment the knife flew up, he suddenly felt the green blood that had been withdrawn from his body. The vine martial spirit suddenly jumped, as if it had turned into a meridian connecting his body with the iron knife in his hand.

"This is?"

Mo Lin's eyes widened. At that moment just now, he felt that the fine iron knife had become a part of his body. He seemed to have heard the cheerful cry of the iron knife.

At this time, Mo Lin saw that the Yin-Yang Wuhun above his head suddenly became quiet and stopped spinning!
Do not!
It's not that it doesn't turn, but that it rotates too fast!

The speed of the two yin-yang fish's changes has exceeded the limit of the naked eye's capture, but it seems to be still.

"Yin is born when yang is exhausted, yang is born when yin is exhausted, life and life are endless, the cycle is endless, there is stillness in the movement, it seems that there is still movement..."

Mo Lin recalled his experience when he practiced hard to draw a knife and cut. When the strength was overdrawn to the extreme, he would use the knife again. Although the speed of the knife slowed down at that time, it was the beginning of the real improvement of physical strength. The truth of extremes.

Thinking of this, Mo Lin swallowed a beast pill, raised the fine iron knife again, and slashed it towards the bronze bell. At the moment the iron knife rebounded, he did not withdraw his hand, but used the force of the rebound to take advantage of the situation Raise your arm and chop down again.

This time the sound of the copper bell was a little louder than before, Mo Lin didn't stop, and swung the bell again, the sound of the bell was a little louder, but the numbness in his arm was much relieved.

"I understand!"

After a few more cuts, Mo Lin suddenly realized that with the help of the rebound force of the bronze bell, his body and the iron knife were actually integrated into one.

"The sword is me, and I am the sword. Human and sword are one. It seems that this should be the 'sword intent' mentioned by the strong Zongmen!"

The corner of Mo Lin's mouth curled up into a smile, and the soul in his body surged out wildly. This is already the No.18 knife he slashed with the help of the rebounding force of the bronze bell, and the martial skill he used was the most powerful Bafang Leidong!
There was thunder in midair, the space was torn apart, and a three-meter-long terrifying knife shadow slammed on the copper bell——

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The sun sets in the west, and dusk falls.

In the Heartless Valley, two figures descended from the sky and landed on the Heartless Platform.

Seeing these two people, all the disciples of the Rueqing Sect stared at each other, their faces filled with deep awe. Xiao Aotian of the Qingyun Sect was worthy of being one of the seven prides of the Yunlan Kingdom, and he even alarmed the Sect Master and the First Elder.

"I have seen the suzerain, I have seen the great elder."

Everyone at the bottom of the valley bowed and saluted to welcome the two top masters of the Jueqing Sect.

"Aotian has met Huangfu Sect Master, Elder Zhao."

Xiao Aotian also took a step forward, leaning slightly, with a bewitching smile still on his handsome face.

"Sect Master Xiao is doing well recently."

Huangfutian nodded to Xiao Aotian, and stood there casually, with momentum like a mountain, exuding the demeanor of a master.

"Going back to Sect Master Huangfu, my father is very good. When he came, he asked the younger generation to take care of Sect Master Huangfu."

Xiao Aotian's father is the current Qingyun Sect Master, he was talking, but Xiao Aotian's eyes silently looked at Huangfutian, and he was secretly surprised.

"This Huangfutian is indeed the youngest suzerain of the Heartless Sect for hundreds of years. Although his strength is not as good as my father's, his aura is even better. It seems that his reputation as the most outstanding disciple of the Heartless Sect in the past century is not in vain."

Huangfutian looked indifferent, and after exchanging a few words of pleasantries, he gave Zhao Tianya a displeased look, and said, "Tianya, Aotian is a distinguished guest, why did he come here from afar without bringing him into the sect for a banquet? System?"

"Back to Sect Master, Young Master Xiao is here because of Mo Lin, a disciple of our sect's outer sect."

How could Zhao Tianya fail to hear something in Huangfu's words, and immediately explained.

"Come here for Merlin?"

Huangfutian felt that this name seemed to have been heard somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

At this time Xiao Aotian spoke.

"Sect Master Huangfu, Mo Lin is the son of my junior sister's fourth uncle. This son has no respect for elders. He not only hurt his cousin, but also insulted his uncle, who is also my junior sister's father. Therefore, my junior sister was ordered by the elders of the Mojia Village , come to resolve this matter.”

Xiao Aotian didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of Huangfutian, he knew how important the honor of the sect was, so he didn't directly name the important person, but moved out of Mo Jiao and the elders of the Mo family, and pushed the matter of Mo Lin to the Mo family's family In terms of private matters, even if it spreads out, the Heartless Sect will not lose face even if they hand over Mo Lin.

Who is Huangfutian, how can he not understand Xiao Aotian's thoughts.

"Tianya, how did you answer Aotian about this matter?" Huangfutian asked.

Zhao Tianya took a sneak look at the great elder beside Huangfutian, and carefully replied: "Return to the lord, I have already sent a disciple to summon Mo Lin, although he is a disciple of the Ruthless Sect, but he is also a villager of the Mo family village, these family grievances should be handled by the family." The Mo family handles it themselves."

Huangfu raised his eyebrows slightly, and Zhao Tianya also deliberately emphasized that Mo Lin was a villager of the Mo Family Village, but put aside his identity as a disciple of the Heartless Sect, obviously ready to hand over Mo Lin.

"Sect Master, if Mo Lin is really like what Young Master Xiao said, he has no respect for his elders and bullies his brothers. His behavior is extremely bad, and staying in the sect is also a disaster. I suggest that it is better to expel him from the sect directly to make an example to others." The Great Elder who saw the opening suddenly interrupted.

When the people around heard this, their hearts sank, and they secretly thought that Mo Lin was completely finished this time.

Great Elder Zhao Jinghong is in charge of the Judgment Hall of the Unfeeling Sect, his status is second only to the suzerain, and he is also Zhao Tianya's adoptive father, even he is partial to Xiao Aotian, Mo Lin's fate can be imagined.

Huangfutian frowned slightly. Although Xiao Aotian's words were beautiful, the other party's dignitaries just didn't pay attention to the Unfeeling Sect, but since he brought the Mo family here, even Zhao Jinghong advocated handing over Mo Lin, weighing the pros and cons, and the loss An outer disciple doesn't matter anymore.

"Since that's the case, then this matter is up to..."

After making up his mind, Huangfutian wanted to let Zhao Tianya take care of Mo Lin's affairs. He had just spoken halfway, when suddenly——

"Boom..."

A loud and distant bell sounded from a distance, and the entire valley seemed to vibrate accordingly.

Everyone at the bottom of the valley was stunned for a moment, looking around, looking for the source of the bell, even Zhao Tianya looked into the air in bewilderment, not understanding what happened.

However, Huangfutian's face changed when he heard the bell, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and he cast his gaze in the direction of Soul Refining Cliff.

Zhao Jinghong was equally astonished, and looked at Broken Soul Cliff. He was one of the oldest elders in the Unfeeling Sect. In his memory, he hadn't heard the bell for 30 years.

"Boom..."

It was another bell that shook the soul, as if it directly hit the bottom of everyone's heart.

"It's the soul refining bell!"

This time Huangfutian finally heard it clearly, and there was an unconcealable shock in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his deep face for the first time.

"Okay, that's great. It seems that our Heartless Sect is about to produce another amazing martial arts genius."

Zhao Jinghong also came to his senses. As the head of the punishment hall, he was usually serious and would be in awe of anyone who saw him, but now he couldn't help laughing.

Because of Xiao Aotian, Huangfutian was in a very depressed mood, the sound of these two bells was like a nectar that suddenly ushered in a field that had been dry for a long time, and all the unhappiness was swept away.

"I don't know which disciple from the inner sect actually passed the test of the soul refining bell. After 30 years, Junior Brother Hongwu, after you, our Heartless Sect has finally produced another genius disciple who passed the test of the soul refining bell. If you know this news, you will be drunk for three days and three nights." Huangfutian thought of the old man who rang the soul refining bell recently, and couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

The distant bells did not stop.

"Boom..."

The third drum sounded, and a large number of birds flew up in the surrounding mountains and forests. Many monsters also ran away in fright. Everyone looked in the direction of Soul Refining Cliff, but most of them did not Know where the bell is coming from. Thirty years ago, many people were not born yet.

"Three bells, the interval between the two sounds is less than three breaths, how is this possible?!"

A gleam of ecstasy flashed in Huangfutian's eyes. According to his master, who was also the previous suzerain, the most outstanding genius of the Jueqing sect in the past century has four breaths between ringing the bell!And if you want to do it within three breaths, you must at least comprehend one level of "martial arts will", break the restrictions imposed on warriors by the rules of heaven and earth, and enter the "state of no rules"!
(End of this chapter)