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Chapter 89 The Heartthrob Master and His Apprentices (4)
When the talisman was drawn to the last stroke, Song Shuanghan smiled secretly: Lin Mugui, you are finished.
It so happened that Lin Mu turned his head back at this moment, his cold eyes swept away, as if he had seen through everything, Song Shuanghan's heart skipped a beat, and even the movements of his hands paused.
However, Lin Mugui only nodded to Song Shuanghan, then turned around and concentrated on clenching the magic sword.
That look just now was an illusion...
Song Shuanghan forced himself to meditate and stop thinking about it, how could Lin Mugui know what he was planning.
The moment the spell was completed, Song Shuanghan's blood boiled instantly.
however--
Lin Mugui was not affected at all, and drew out the magic sword in one fell swoop!
The sound of the sword was clanging, like broken Kunshan jade.The magic sword bathed in the fire, but the blade was as cold as ice and snow, and the cold light shone out, shaking the flames around the body several feet away.
Because Song Shuanghan was the closest, he was burned to the corner of his clothes by the flying sparks.
The scene in front of him made him unbelievable, and he didn't even know that his clothes were burned.
This is impossible, why doesn't the sword spirit in Lin Mugui obey my orders?
His mind was buzzing, and he vaguely heard the cry of the phoenix—the Demon Sword and Sword Spirit had recognized Lin Mu as the master.
hateful!
The internal injury was aroused amidst the resentment, Song Shuanghan vomited a mouthful of blood, he did not give up, dipped in blood again and redrawn the spell.
Lin Mugui held the magic sword in his hand and stepped on the fire.The fire phoenix was still flying around him, his white clothes were spotless, the red marks on his forehead seemed to be getting deeper, under the long eyelashes like crow feathers, his eyes were as cold as a pool of cold.
— was not affected at all.
Song Shuanghan seemed to see Lin Mugui in his prime again, the Lin Mugui who opened the gate of heaven and almost flew up, the Lin Mugui who struck the demon king with a single strike!
No one in the comprehension world dares to hold a candle to him.
His legs were trembling because he could feel Lin Mugui's Mahayana stage cultivation which was much higher than his.
Wait, Mahayana cultivation base?Isn't Lin Mugui a useless person?
Just as he was thinking, he saw Lin Mugui turn his wrist and swing out a sword.His head was already covered in cold sweat, and when he was swept away by the sword wind, he suddenly felt cold and couldn't help closing his eyes.
The expected pain did not come, Song Shuanghan only heard a burst of silk tearing, as if his outer robe was torn.
He opened his eyes suspiciously, and found that the cloth that fell to the ground was burning, and was burned to ashes in a short time. Looking at himself again, the clothes had been burned with several holes.
It turned out that the clothes were on fire just now, but I was distracted just now and didn't notice it.
Lin Mugui was helping him put out the fire.
If he hadn't been wearing a tunic made of shark silk to prevent his body from being burned by the fire, he would have been in even more embarrassment at this time.Under the watchful eyes of all the disciples, he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.
Just as he was in embarrassment, Lin Mugui's words shocked him.
Lin Mugui said calmly: "Master, my cultivation has returned."
If it was a fluke just now, he believed that the powerful power in Lin Mugui's body was only brought by the magic sword, but what Lin Mugui said at this time completely shattered Song Shuanghan's fantasy.
Song Shuanghan's mind went blank.
Not breaking but not standing is the way for Lin Xingyi to regain his cultivation.
Since the demon soul has become a container for raising the sword spirit, it is necessary to peel it off. His original intention was to escape Song Shuanghan's control, but he accidentally pulled out the old wound that had acted on the demon soul.Although he lost his demon soul, the blood that flowed in his body still belonged to the Fallen God Fire Phoenix. It was easy to take out the demon sword, and the moment he pulled out the demon sword, a surge of spiritual power surged into his body and healed him. His internal energy, so the abundant spiritual power circulated in his body again.
Different from absorbing the spiritual power of Jiangshan Sword, this time, all the spiritual power belongs to him completely.
The disciples on the side looked dumbfounded. They had never met a monk in the Mahayana period. At this time, Lin Xingyi deliberately did not hide his cultivation. The overwhelming power gap made the disciples' legs tremble.
First, Ao Hong and Lin Ziyu knelt on the ground, and then all the disciples knelt down one after another, and a deafening shout resounded in the secret realm hall: "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master!"
Yin Shuo knelt down on one knee, raised his face to look at Lin Mugui, and blinked his eyes.
Lin Mugui noticed Yin Shuo's gaze, and the corner of his lips curled into a faint smile.The long-lost spiritual power was circulating in his body, and he was so excited that his eyes were clouded, which made Yin Shuo bewildered.
When everyone left the hall and went to the demon vine's lair together, Song Shuanghan was in a daze.
He bit his lips tightly, bent his back unconsciously, and didn't even care about his image, looking downcast.
Can't feel the existence of the sword spirit, is the sword spirit dead?how so?
Thinking about it again, now that Lin Mugui has recovered his cultivation, he who possesses the magic sword will definitely be able to resurrect the dead disciples. If his selfish deed of killing all the disciples is exposed, what face does he have to be the head of the sect?
what to do?At this point, can it be recovered?
Song Shuanghan regretted his mistake and thought about his way out.
"Master, are you feeling unwell?" A disciple walked up to him and asked with concern.
Song Shuanghan, who was still in deep thought, was taken aback, and smiled stiffly: "No problem."
So the disciple walked into Lin Mugui's team.
Lin Mugui was surrounded by four direct disciples. Although the disciples were still bickering, from the sidelines, they were still enjoying themselves.
Song Shuanghan's eyes fell on Chu Qiu.
Chu Qiu was looking at Lin Mugui with a smile, his eyes were bright.
Originally, Song Shuanghan thought that Chu Qiu had himself in his heart, so he would never do anything to betray him, but seeing Chu Qiu's eyes now, no matter how much he trusted Chu Qiu, he couldn't help but panic. He felt that Chu Qiu seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him. It's getting farther and farther away.
What Song Shuanghan didn't know was that Chu Qiu's affection value for Lin Xingyi had risen to 90, and the bond value between Chu Qiu and Song Shuanghan had also dropped to 50.
Lin Xingyi was quite surprised by these two figures.
At first, he was still complaining about why he wanted to increase the emotion value of one of the scum cps, and he was very conflicted in his heart, but now, he understood the correct use of this emotion value.
——Song Shuanghan, the person you tried everything possible to get liked Lin Mugui, but Lin Mugui didn't take him seriously.
With the magic sword and a Mahayana stage cultivation, Lin Xingyi directly lifted the top of the demon vine's lair, and cut the demon vine's trunk in half with a single sword.
The vines still wrapped around Lin Xingyi's waist relentlessly, but they couldn't hurt Lin Xing at all from the beginning. It wasn't until Lin Xingyi dug out the inner alchemy of the demon vine and crushed it that the vines left his body and disappeared.
The inner alchemy of the demon vine shattered, and scattered fragments flew into the air, and then fell on the corpses of the dead disciples.The disciples returned to their original appearance one by one. Seeing that they were about to be resurrected, Song Shuanghan gritted his teeth and planned to sneak away when everyone was not paying attention.
As he turned around, he bumped into someone.
The man was strong and bold, and he was Li Lian, the head of the Crazy Saber Sect, followed by a group of Crazy Saber Sect disciples.
"It's the head of Song, why is it so lively here, oh, there's such a strong demonic aura, ouch, why did the ground get lifted!"
Immediately afterwards, a group of Confucian disciples Yu Jian flew over and landed beside Song Shuanghan, presumably they were attracted by the loud noise.
Song Shuanghan said in his heart: It's over.
It so happened that Lin Mu turned his head back at this moment, his cold eyes swept away, as if he had seen through everything, Song Shuanghan's heart skipped a beat, and even the movements of his hands paused.
However, Lin Mugui only nodded to Song Shuanghan, then turned around and concentrated on clenching the magic sword.
That look just now was an illusion...
Song Shuanghan forced himself to meditate and stop thinking about it, how could Lin Mugui know what he was planning.
The moment the spell was completed, Song Shuanghan's blood boiled instantly.
however--
Lin Mugui was not affected at all, and drew out the magic sword in one fell swoop!
The sound of the sword was clanging, like broken Kunshan jade.The magic sword bathed in the fire, but the blade was as cold as ice and snow, and the cold light shone out, shaking the flames around the body several feet away.
Because Song Shuanghan was the closest, he was burned to the corner of his clothes by the flying sparks.
The scene in front of him made him unbelievable, and he didn't even know that his clothes were burned.
This is impossible, why doesn't the sword spirit in Lin Mugui obey my orders?
His mind was buzzing, and he vaguely heard the cry of the phoenix—the Demon Sword and Sword Spirit had recognized Lin Mu as the master.
hateful!
The internal injury was aroused amidst the resentment, Song Shuanghan vomited a mouthful of blood, he did not give up, dipped in blood again and redrawn the spell.
Lin Mugui held the magic sword in his hand and stepped on the fire.The fire phoenix was still flying around him, his white clothes were spotless, the red marks on his forehead seemed to be getting deeper, under the long eyelashes like crow feathers, his eyes were as cold as a pool of cold.
— was not affected at all.
Song Shuanghan seemed to see Lin Mugui in his prime again, the Lin Mugui who opened the gate of heaven and almost flew up, the Lin Mugui who struck the demon king with a single strike!
No one in the comprehension world dares to hold a candle to him.
His legs were trembling because he could feel Lin Mugui's Mahayana stage cultivation which was much higher than his.
Wait, Mahayana cultivation base?Isn't Lin Mugui a useless person?
Just as he was thinking, he saw Lin Mugui turn his wrist and swing out a sword.His head was already covered in cold sweat, and when he was swept away by the sword wind, he suddenly felt cold and couldn't help closing his eyes.
The expected pain did not come, Song Shuanghan only heard a burst of silk tearing, as if his outer robe was torn.
He opened his eyes suspiciously, and found that the cloth that fell to the ground was burning, and was burned to ashes in a short time. Looking at himself again, the clothes had been burned with several holes.
It turned out that the clothes were on fire just now, but I was distracted just now and didn't notice it.
Lin Mugui was helping him put out the fire.
If he hadn't been wearing a tunic made of shark silk to prevent his body from being burned by the fire, he would have been in even more embarrassment at this time.Under the watchful eyes of all the disciples, he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.
Just as he was in embarrassment, Lin Mugui's words shocked him.
Lin Mugui said calmly: "Master, my cultivation has returned."
If it was a fluke just now, he believed that the powerful power in Lin Mugui's body was only brought by the magic sword, but what Lin Mugui said at this time completely shattered Song Shuanghan's fantasy.
Song Shuanghan's mind went blank.
Not breaking but not standing is the way for Lin Xingyi to regain his cultivation.
Since the demon soul has become a container for raising the sword spirit, it is necessary to peel it off. His original intention was to escape Song Shuanghan's control, but he accidentally pulled out the old wound that had acted on the demon soul.Although he lost his demon soul, the blood that flowed in his body still belonged to the Fallen God Fire Phoenix. It was easy to take out the demon sword, and the moment he pulled out the demon sword, a surge of spiritual power surged into his body and healed him. His internal energy, so the abundant spiritual power circulated in his body again.
Different from absorbing the spiritual power of Jiangshan Sword, this time, all the spiritual power belongs to him completely.
The disciples on the side looked dumbfounded. They had never met a monk in the Mahayana period. At this time, Lin Xingyi deliberately did not hide his cultivation. The overwhelming power gap made the disciples' legs tremble.
First, Ao Hong and Lin Ziyu knelt on the ground, and then all the disciples knelt down one after another, and a deafening shout resounded in the secret realm hall: "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master!"
Yin Shuo knelt down on one knee, raised his face to look at Lin Mugui, and blinked his eyes.
Lin Mugui noticed Yin Shuo's gaze, and the corner of his lips curled into a faint smile.The long-lost spiritual power was circulating in his body, and he was so excited that his eyes were clouded, which made Yin Shuo bewildered.
When everyone left the hall and went to the demon vine's lair together, Song Shuanghan was in a daze.
He bit his lips tightly, bent his back unconsciously, and didn't even care about his image, looking downcast.
Can't feel the existence of the sword spirit, is the sword spirit dead?how so?
Thinking about it again, now that Lin Mugui has recovered his cultivation, he who possesses the magic sword will definitely be able to resurrect the dead disciples. If his selfish deed of killing all the disciples is exposed, what face does he have to be the head of the sect?
what to do?At this point, can it be recovered?
Song Shuanghan regretted his mistake and thought about his way out.
"Master, are you feeling unwell?" A disciple walked up to him and asked with concern.
Song Shuanghan, who was still in deep thought, was taken aback, and smiled stiffly: "No problem."
So the disciple walked into Lin Mugui's team.
Lin Mugui was surrounded by four direct disciples. Although the disciples were still bickering, from the sidelines, they were still enjoying themselves.
Song Shuanghan's eyes fell on Chu Qiu.
Chu Qiu was looking at Lin Mugui with a smile, his eyes were bright.
Originally, Song Shuanghan thought that Chu Qiu had himself in his heart, so he would never do anything to betray him, but seeing Chu Qiu's eyes now, no matter how much he trusted Chu Qiu, he couldn't help but panic. He felt that Chu Qiu seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him. It's getting farther and farther away.
What Song Shuanghan didn't know was that Chu Qiu's affection value for Lin Xingyi had risen to 90, and the bond value between Chu Qiu and Song Shuanghan had also dropped to 50.
Lin Xingyi was quite surprised by these two figures.
At first, he was still complaining about why he wanted to increase the emotion value of one of the scum cps, and he was very conflicted in his heart, but now, he understood the correct use of this emotion value.
——Song Shuanghan, the person you tried everything possible to get liked Lin Mugui, but Lin Mugui didn't take him seriously.
With the magic sword and a Mahayana stage cultivation, Lin Xingyi directly lifted the top of the demon vine's lair, and cut the demon vine's trunk in half with a single sword.
The vines still wrapped around Lin Xingyi's waist relentlessly, but they couldn't hurt Lin Xing at all from the beginning. It wasn't until Lin Xingyi dug out the inner alchemy of the demon vine and crushed it that the vines left his body and disappeared.
The inner alchemy of the demon vine shattered, and scattered fragments flew into the air, and then fell on the corpses of the dead disciples.The disciples returned to their original appearance one by one. Seeing that they were about to be resurrected, Song Shuanghan gritted his teeth and planned to sneak away when everyone was not paying attention.
As he turned around, he bumped into someone.
The man was strong and bold, and he was Li Lian, the head of the Crazy Saber Sect, followed by a group of Crazy Saber Sect disciples.
"It's the head of Song, why is it so lively here, oh, there's such a strong demonic aura, ouch, why did the ground get lifted!"
Immediately afterwards, a group of Confucian disciples Yu Jian flew over and landed beside Song Shuanghan, presumably they were attracted by the loud noise.
Song Shuanghan said in his heart: It's over.
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