Chapter 039.

Sun Dazhu nodded his head in satisfaction and said, “You can leave this token behind, you can freely enter and exit the medicine garden, but remember, without my permission, you can’t touch any of the herbs in this courtyard of mine, you know!”

Wang Lin nodded his head, he knew that Sun Dazhu disliked himself, at this time, it was most likely because he saw that he had reached the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage, which was why he more or less recognized him as his disciple, so he respectfully retired.

Time is not long, he came to the main courtyard of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, here he had come once a long time ago, now the old place to return, the scene of the past once again came to mind.

Outside the Sword Spirit Pavilion sat a white-clothed disciple on his knees, he was in his thirties, his body was chubby, he looked very familiar, and he obviously didn’t participate in the training.

He swept a glance at Wang Lin and said in surprise, “Senior brother, you’re only at the third level of Qi Condensation, what are you doing here? This is a place where you can only come after the fourth level of Qi Condensation.”

Wang Lin didn’t say anything and took out the token given by Sun Dazhu and threw it over.

The fat man took a look and his demeanor immediately turned odd, he seemed to be forcing a smile and held it in for half a day before he finally couldn’t hold back his laughter and said, “So it’s a tradition of Uncle Sun’s lineage, this is something I forgot, Uncle Sun’s lineage has a habit of using flying swords to fill up the doorway every time they communicate with other sects.”

Wang Lin was greatly embarrassed, especially when he thought of Sun Dazhu’s serious expression just now, he laughed bitterly.

The fat man laughed for half a day, waved his hand, forced down his laughter, and said, “Senior brother, you go in, I suggest you choose the third from the right, that flying sword, it’s something, when I first came here, I thought I had encountered the most awesome flying sword in the Zhao cultivation world.”

Wang Lin hurriedly thanked him and previously walked away, five feet away, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and in his divine sense, he noticed a layer of turbulent wave ring, spreading out from the room, seemingly to stop the advance.

The fat man saw this, knew that he forgot to turn off the sword spirit pavilion’s prohibition, was about to greet Wang Lin wait a moment, but did not wait for him to shout the words out, it was as if a fishbone stuck in his throat, held back half a day did not pop up a word, the eyes are all of a sudden staring round, revealing a strong color of incredulity.

Wang Lin sensed the resistance, can not help but remember the scene of shame back then, lightly hummed, stride forward, five feet, four feet, three feet, two feet, one foot.

No matter how that resistance intensified, it couldn’t stop Wang Lin’s footsteps, and he stepped in with extreme ease. After entering the room, he swept his divine sense and inwardly moved, this room was very odd, it was as if his divine sense had lost its effect here, and he was limited to three zhang!

Fatty immediately jumped up, a shocked look on his face, he was the disciple in charge of the Sword Spirit Pavilion exclusively, he knew the power of the formations and prohibitions in this place, specializing in isolating all the Divine Sense, he had once seen that there were a few masters who couldn’t even force their way into the Pavilion, the inner disciples were even more needless to mention.

Only when recruiting disciples would the power of the formation be lowered countless times, thus emitting the sword qi within the Sword Spirit Pavilion to select if there was a match.

“Could it be that the formation is broken?” Fatty really couldn’t believe what he was looking at, and after half a day’s thought, he decided that it must be the formation that was broken, so he took a big step forward, ready to try it out.

But just walked into five feet, a huge pressure as if the sky collapsed on the face, the body of the fat man such as a lonely boat in the sea of anger, was ruthlessly thrown out of a long distance, drawing an arc in the sky, accompanied by a few puffs of spitting blood, fell heavily on the ground. After half a day he slowed down, his face showed the color of fear, lost his voice, “No …… not broken!”

Wang Lin easily entered the room and looked around, only to see an ancient sword of varying lengths placed in the room, emitting a strong sword intent.

Wang Lin’s gaze swept over one flying sword and didn’t linger, finally seeing the most awesome flying sword in the Zhao cultivation world that Fatty had mentioned.

After seeing it, Wang Lin was a bit speechless, this could indeed be said to be the most bullish flying sword, it couldn’t even be considered a flying sword, the entire thing was a rectangular door panel.

Two palms wide, three feet long, the body of the golden light flashes, do not think that this golden light is what immortal spells, this golden light is purely because the sword was ferry layer of gold!

Don’t think this gold is just a cover a superb sword of smoke, this gold below, is actually the most common pig iron, there is no surprise.

Handle, two huge diamonds inlaid on it, and even the sword spike are compiled with gold wire.

All in all, this flying sword, taken out is absolutely bullish and definitely gives a sense of invincible outburst.

Wang Lin touched his chin, he is really a bit optimistic about this flying sword, do not rush other, just rush in the future if there is a lack of money, just find a place to sell, can be sold to a lot of money.

In this flying sword, put a sign, which reads: “This sword is called the great wealth, is 500 years ago, a master ancestor of the sect to build, said to have the power of the ghosts and gods difficult to test, but the actual sword breaks several times, the master ancestor of a lifetime of great contribution to the sect, the only last words before death is to store this sword sword spirit pavilion to wait for the person who has the destiny.

Choose this sword remember to treat it well, if it is broken must be reattached, not to mention trafficking, or else expelled from the division!”

Wang Lin couldn’t hold back his laughter, grabbed the giant rich flying sword and said to it, “I’ll choose you, Wang Mou is a poor man, if you break, don’t want me to connect it to you!”

Putting the flying sword inside the storage bag, Wang Lin walked out of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, the fat man looked at him nervously, changing the color of the ridicule just now, chilling and sending him off with a promise.

Wang Lin just in the room divine sense is isolated, did not notice the fat man’s abnormality, at this time quite strange why the other party arrogance.

Back to Sun Dazhu’s medicine garden, took out the flying sword, Sun Dazhu was immediately dumbfounded, muttered for half a day, looked at Wang Lin with great meaning and said, “Back then, when I saw this huge richness, I really didn’t have the guts to carry it out, your kid has the guts, good, three days later, you’re going to carry it to let the Xuan Dao Sect as well as those of your masters and uncles take a look at it.”

Three days later, the Heng Yue sect bell rang nine times, echoing the mountain for a long time, the headmaster together with all the master uncles as well as their respective disciples, stood outside the main hall.

Only to see a black dot floating in the sky, getting closer and closer, and finally appeared in the eyes of the crowd, is a centipede with a thousand feet about a hundred feet long, this centipede is pitch-black, stepping on the black clouds, between the flight of the thunder, rapidly running to.

All the inner disciples of Hengyue Sect sucked in cold air, their eyes showing shocked colors. Some of the female disciples were even frightened and their legs went soft.

“What’s all the fuss about, this Thousand Foot Centipede looks scary, but if each of you go up and stab a sword, it will die for sure!” The red-faced old man beside the Sect Leader, dissatisfiedly droned, his voice was extremely loud, obviously wanting to be heard by the Xuan Dao Sect’s people resting on top of the centipede.