Legendary Hero

After returning to the Fire Lion City from the Barren Mountain Castle, Zach Luo went to hand over official duties and agreed to take Luo Lin to see his instructor, the Red Moon Sword Saint the next day.

During this period of time, Luo Lin was naturally not idle, so he was warmly invited by the magician Horanke to visit his mansion. In fact, there was nothing wrong with him, just to communicate more, get to know some people, and cultivate friendship.

One day passed quickly. Early the next morning, Zachro came over on time, without talking nonsense, and said very simply: "Let's go, my instructor really wants to see you."

The Red Moon Sword Saint has grand prestige and is the existence of the guardian of the Principality. He is also an elder who has lived for two hundred years. Naturally, he should not be negligent. Luo Lin immediately followed Zach Luo.

Along the way, Zachro explained: "My mentor is getting older and likes quiet and open places, so his residence is not in Fire Lion City, but in a manor outside the city. We have to walk some distance."

Luo Lin nodded, riding a black rock horse, and running with Zach Luo all the way, about half an hour after running, a beautiful scene appeared in front of him.

This is a clear and wide lake. The lake is full of endless grassland. Horses are galloping on the grassland. There are several cruise ships in the lake. The lake is also planted with big trees like weeping willows. Under the shade, people are fishing. . The wind blows, with the fragrance of grass, it is really a retreat.

Farther away from the lake shore, there is an exquisite stone castle. Zachro pointed to the castle: "That is the residence of my instructor. At this moment, he should practice swords in the castle's martial arts field."

The two galloped over, and when they arrived outside the castle, an elderly man dressed as a housekeeper in his fifties was already greeted at the door. Seeing the two men, he smiled and said, "Master is moving his body in the martial arts field, he ordered. Go straight to you when you arrive."

The master in the steward's mouth is naturally the Red Moon Sword Saint.

Zachro turned his head and said to Luo Lin: "You follow me. When you get to the martial arts field, don't be nervous, be casual, my instructor doesn't like restrained people..."

As he spoke, Zachro stopped. This Lord Rollin had a smile on his face, his expression remained the same. He could not see a trace of joy or embarrassment. He felt that his words were in vain. No need.

"Thank you for your reminder. My friend." Luo Lin smiled. He really didn't feel any nervousness. The Red Moon Sword Saint was very powerful. But he is old.

At the age of nearly two hundred years, even a legendary powerhouse is approaching the limit. At this time, the Red Moon Sword Saint, perhaps his understanding of swordsmanship has reached a realm that no one can measure, but his The power is actually declining.

At this time, he took a full blow. May be able to play at the peak level. But the vitality of the body must have dropped greatly after this blow. It is estimated that it will take a long time to recuperate, and it may even be impossible to recover at all.

This Juggernaut had incomparable glory in the past. But this brilliance has already begun to come to an end, and Luo Lin also knows that the final outcome of this Juggernaut is not dead in battle. But he is old and dead, because now he is close to running out of oil and the lamp is dead.

In this world, as long as the sacred fire is not ignited and become a demigod, then it is a mortal. Legendary powerhouses can extend their lifespan, but at most double the lifespan, especially human beings are still a short-lived race, whose glory rises quickly and ends quickly.

Just thinking about it, moving around and changing scenes, I arrived at the flat martial arts field in the distance, where it is windproof and soundproofed on all sides, soft mud, and a big tree for shade, which is very good.

A white-haired old man wearing an ordinary burlap was practicing swords under a tree. His movements were slow and smooth, and he was very beautiful. It seemed nothing strange at first glance. Any warrior seemed to be able to play like this.

The old man saw the incoming person, and he kept practising without stopping. It lasted for more than ten minutes before he retracted his sword and stood firmly, and he sighed.

Luo Lin noticed that the sword in the hands of this old man was very ordinary, just an ordinary iron sword. His appearance was indeed very old, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was sparse, he could see many age spots on his skin, and his figure was a little shaky. Up.

If it hadn't been for Zachro for not showing respect and respect, the atmosphere wouldn't dare to take a mouthful, and no one would know that this was the famous Red Moon Sword Saint Parasen in the famous Starlight Continent.

Seeing his appearance, Luo Lin also sighed secretly in his heart: The hero is late.

He thought of himself. Even though he is only twenty now, time has passed so fast. If he cannot be promoted to a demigod at the age of fifty, he probably won’t have a chance in his life. In another hundred years, if he is lucky enough to not die in battle, maybe And this Parason is also the same. At that time, Vianna, as a giant dragon, was still young and beautiful...a sense of urgency emerged spontaneously.

A beautiful girl waiter before she was young, wiped the fine sweat beads on the old man's forehead, took the old man's sword, and then quickly backed up, stood aside, motionless.

The old man looked at Luo Lin, his eyes were shining with warmth and jade, and a smile appeared on his face: "Young man, full of vigor, really good."

"I have seen Mianxia." Luo Lin saluted.

Parason waved his hand: "Don't come to these vain gifts. Lilia, give him my sword."

The girl waiter held up the sword.

"Take it, practice a set of swords, and let me see it. Use a little harder and don't fold my sword." Parasen's tone was very calm, but he couldn't refuse.

Luo Lin nodded and took the sword. The sword was very light. It was indeed an ordinary iron sword. It was pinched in his hand, like a feather. If he used all his strength and made a virtual cut against the air, the sword would have to be broken into several pieces.

Taking a few steps forward, when he arrived at the center of the martial arts training ground, Luo Lin took a deep breath, made a gesture, and then began to practice his latest water drop sword skills on the battlefield.

His sword is the same as that of Parasen. It is also very simple, one move is very clear, and it seems to be endless and uninterrupted.

But there are also differences.

Parasen practiced his sword to activate his vitality and nourish his body, so his sword was as soft as fluttering. And Luo Lin is at the peak of his life, his vitality and blood are lively and strong, so his sword is like a storm.

When the sword stabs, there is Xiao Ran strong wind; the sword swings, the sword must be sounded, and a strong battlefield murderous inadvertently is undoubtedly revealed!

Zakro was originally just looking at it casually. For fighters like them, what kind of flower head an ordinary iron sword can drill, and the blade must be carefully maintained without breaking, and it is not at all meaningful.

But the more he looked, the more solemn he became, and in the end, his eyes were full of horror. What he was horrified was that with the strength of an ordinary iron sword, it was impossible to show Luo Lin's power at the moment. If he came to practice, the sword would have been broken. Up.

But now, the sword is intact!

This can only show that the opponent's sword skills and the opponent's control of power far exceed his level.

Parasen was also watching. He squinted his eyes so that people could not see the look. When Luo Lin finally stopped, he clapped his palms gently and said, "Okay! Seeing your sword is like seeing the old one. Myself. With a sword in my hand, it is invincible and unstoppable! It's great!"

Taking the iron sword handed back by Luo Lin in both hands, Parason gently touched the blade and smiled on his face: "The blade is hot, and the enormous power is imprisoned. There is no leakage. Your sword skills are almost perfect. .Rolin, do you want to win Fix Island for the Primor family?"

Luo Lin was startled. He didn't expect that the Red Moon Sword Saint would suddenly change the subject, but he immediately knew this was his opportunity and nodded: "Yes."

Parason was very simple: "Fix Island can be given to the Primo family. But the price of money alone is not enough."

"Wang Mian, let me explain." Luo Lin's heart clicked, not knowing what price this Juggernaut wanted.

The Red Moon Sword Saint looked at Luo Lin and said with extreme earnestness: "You leave the Primor family and declare your allegiance to Duke Lehman. Otherwise, the Primor family can only go to Yorksington and station the western frontier for the principality."

This happened to Luo Lin's expectation. He had never thought about it, nor had he ever thought about leaving the Primor family, he hesitated for a while.

Parason was anxious to get the answer, urging: "Your martial arts have reached this point. Can the declining Primo family still restrain you? Whether you agree or not, let's decide now!"

Luo Lin was not affected by this Juggernaut. He was silent, and he was already concerned: "I can leave the Primor family. But for at least thirty years, I will not be an enemy of the Primor family!"

"Haha, that's okay." Parason laughed suddenly, and he was very happy: "Well, you got my promise, the Primo family will get Fix Island. Now, you can go back and wait for you When we are truly loyal to the Grand Duke, let's talk about it again."

Luo Lin didn't say much, turned around and left.

Zachro did not follow out. When Luo Lin disappeared, he said in a puzzled manner: "Tutor, why add a condition? This Luo Lin is indeed very talented, but he is probably not worth a Fix Island, right?"

He admits that Luo Lin is really powerful, much better than him, but he still feels that he values ​​this person too much~www.readwn.com~ What if he is more powerful? The opponent is just a fighter.

Parason glanced at his disciple and shook his head: "A Fix Island? You underestimated him, there are more than ten. If I read correctly, this person will be promoted to Legend before the age of thirty. Yes. When he is there, the Primo family may rise again. Without him, the Primo family is nothing."

"They also have Vianna, the green dragon."

"The Green Dragon Guardian Oath is only more than 20 years left, and it's not worth worrying about. Okay, I'm a little tired, so go back."

"Yes, mentor." Parasen left respectfully.

After the disciple had left, Parason sat down on the stone chair beside him and sighed. He hadn't said something just now. Looking at the young man's sword, he knew that this man's achievements were probably not just as simple as being promoted to legend.

"Hey, in the future Starlight Continent, which young hero will dominate?" At this moment, what Parasen was thinking of was not Rolin, but a young man named Kroen in the Kingdom of Aoraki. (To be continued. (lwxs520.))

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