The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

Breezy view of the backyard!

You can directly enter from the side door of Lin Ye's house.

When rebuilding Qingfeng Temple, Lin Ye deliberately opened such a back door. The old man glanced at Lin Ye and said nothing.

"Dawu, go and put the things in the house."

The old Taoist handed over the package he was carrying with him to Dawu, and after Dawu walked away, he looked at Lin Ye and said calmly, "Follow me."

Lin Ye was a little curious about where the old man was going to take him. This Qingfeng temple is such a big place. When he was looking for anything left by the old man, he turned the Qingfeng temple inside and out. There was nothing special about it. place.

The old Taoist didn't go to Lin Ye, but was in a corner of the backyard, his hands began to form seals, and at the same time he stepped on the road. Within a few steps, the figure moved around quickly, dazzled Lin Ye.

"Array!"

Seeing the old man's actions, Lin Ye immediately realized that there was a formation in the backyard, and the old man was opening the formation.

Qingfengguan actually has formations, and I still underestimate the old way.

"open!"

Following Daoist Dingxuan's soft shout, a treasure pavilion unexpectedly appeared in a corner of the courtyard wall.

"This was established by the first generation patriarch of my Qingfeng Temple, and all the hidden secret methods and various magical powers of my Qingfeng Temple are hidden in it."

The old Taoist turned around and explained to Lin Ye, and then stepped into the treasure pavilion.

"Damn, it seems that I was right to choose Qingfeng Guan, so it seems that this Qingfeng Temple is extraordinary."

Lin Ye somewhat admired his foresight, and the old Taoist over there came out after entering the treasure pavilion for a while, holding a jade book in his hand.

Jade book, made of jade, is carved into a book, which can be used to record supernatural powers.

Those who can read the jade book must be spells of the supernatural level.

"This imperial sword technique is not the technique of our sect, but was obtained by your third uncle in the past, and it was later printed on a jade book. No one in Qingfeng Temple has practiced it except your third uncle. This supernatural power."

Dao Dingxuan drew a seal on the jade calligraphy with his fingers in the air, and the jade calligraphy began to shine brightly. The next moment, Lin Ye saw a figure floating out of the jade calligraphy.

It was a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, with sharp eyes, and Lin Ye was a little out of breath as soon as he appeared on the stage.

"This is a picture of your third uncle." Seeing this figure, the old Taoist also had a look of nostalgia on his face. He was the only one left among the several senior brothers back then.

"Master, why don't other people in the Taoist temple practice this supernatural power?" Lin Ye asked curiously.

"After your third uncle died in battle, I was the only one left in the Taoist temple."

Hearing the old man's answer, Lin Ye understood. With the old man's temperament, even if he wanted to practice, he would cultivate those life-saving supernatural powers.

"Look carefully, your third uncle will demonstrate the power of this technique for you."

After being reminded by the old Taoist, Lin Ye stared intently at the picture of the third uncle, and saw the third uncle's right hand concentrating on the sword art, and softly shouted: "Sword!"

A flying sword exuding a piercing white cold light appeared in front of the Third Martial Uncle, and followed by the Third Martial Uncle shouted: "Go!"

The flying sword left an afterimage in the air, and Lin Ye was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly. He didn't know that the sword had flown out until a football-like hole appeared in the courtyard wall in front of him.

The next moment, the entire courtyard wall collapsed.

Lin Ye's breathing became rapid when he saw it. This is the art of imperial swordsmanship, it's so fucking awesome.

With such a fast speed, he didn't even have time to react, no wonder the old Taoist said that it is difficult for the strong in the Yuanshen realm to avoid it.

"Are you satisfied with this technique?"

The old man looked at Lin Ye, who nodded hurriedly, satisfied, very satisfied.

Men, who doesn't love swords.

In the real world, if one is really able to cultivate immortals, and a weapon vote is held, the sword will definitely be at the top of the list.

"How fast is this sword?"

"Quick, too fast!"

"How powerful is this sword?"

Lin Ye looked at the collapsed wall. If it hit someone, it would explode directly.

"The power is amazing."

"Then are you willing to learn?" the old Taoist asked while stroking his beard.

If Lin Ye had been more careful at this time, he would have noticed a quirk in the old man's expression, but Lin Ye, whose mind was already full of pictures of Yujian, didn't notice this at all.

"The disciple is willing."

"So, then take it."

The old Taoist raised his hand, and the jade book fell in front of Lin Ye. Lin Ye reached out and grabbed it, staring at the jade book, and a formula of inner mantra appeared in his mind.

"Yu Tian Sword!"

The name of supernatural power made Lin Ye startled, and dared to take such an overbearing name, this supernatural power must be extraordinary.

After reading it again, Lin Ye was even more sure that this is a super supernatural power.

In addition to Yujian's mentality, there is also a sentence left by his third uncle who has never met: This sword is so fast that no one in the same realm can react!

Lin Ye condensed the sword seal according to his heart, and soon a flying sword with condensed spiritual energy appeared. Lin Ye stared at an old tree with a crooked neck in front of the left, and shouted: "Go!"

call out!

The flying sword left an afterimage in the air and went straight to the front left.

boom!

The long sword did not enter the courtyard wall, and directly penetrated the courtyard wall, leaving a sword hole.

Lin Ye was very satisfied. It was the first time he used it, and the speed was so fast, but the accuracy was a bit off. I guess it was because he was relatively new, so he could just practice more.

But the only problem is that when using this sword, the aura in his body is emptied.

Such a powerful supernatural power must require a lot of spiritual energy to support it, which is understandable.

This is your trump card when you are in danger.

"You should study hard here, and go back to the room to tidy up the clothes for the teacher."

"Okay, master, you can go, disciple, I will practice a lot here."

Daoist Dingxuan took a meaningful look at the crooked neck tree, and walked forward, leaving Lin Ye here to absorb spiritual energy and prepare to practice his sword again.

One sword, two swords...

Half an hour, an hour...

Lin Ye looked at the courtyard wall that had been pierced with many holes, and then at the motionless tree with a crooked neck. When the wind blew, the only stubborn dead leaves still hanging on the branches fell off.

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The newly built personnel accommodation area of ​​the Taoist Temple.

Dawu had an excited expression on his face: "Master, Young Master Lin... Junior Brother Lin changed the sheets and quilts for us, and we slept very comfortably."

"Dawu, practitioners should not be obsessed with external objects."

Daoist Dingxuan, who put on a brand new Taoist robe, admonished Dawu, and then asked: "Is this Taoist robe still suitable for my teacher?"

"It fits well, Master, this robe looks so good on you, it's exactly the same as the one in that painting." Dawu first praised, and then asked doubtfully, "Master, when did you buy this robe, why don't I know?"

In the past, in the temple, the master asked himself to go to the tailor shop to find a tailor to order Taoist robes. He said that if he went by himself, he could pay back the price.

Therefore, the master has several Taoist robes, and he knows best.

"Ahem...go make a pot of tea for Teacher Wei."

The old Taoist dismissed his apprentice. He was embarrassed to say that when he first entered the room and opened the closet, he found more than a dozen Taoist robes in it, all of which were exquisite and gorgeous. When trying on clothes, I can't bear to take off each piece.

God is so pitiful, since he was accepted by his master, he has not worn such a good Taoist robe for so many years. The best set of Taoist robes was ordered by a tailor when he became the master of the temple, but after so many years of wear and tear, it is no longer possible Wear it again.

After dismissing the apprentice, the old Taoist went back to the room, glanced at the soft bedding, and said to himself: "Ding Xuan, Ding Xuan, this is the boy's corrupt heart towards you, this is sugar-coated cannonball, You can't be fooled."

But turning around, the old man went to the bed again, and continued to talk to himself: "What kind of storm has the old man never seen in his life, and a set of bedding can corrupt me?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the old Taoist stroked the bedding with his hands, his whole body was alert.

This softness, this touch...

The next moment, the whole person rolled up...

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao has accepted him as a disciple, and the disciple's filial piety to the master cannot be said to be corrupt."

The old man changed his posture, which is really comfortable.

"master!"

Hearing some mournful voices outside the door, the old Taoist jumped up cleverly from the bed, changed his clothes, and changed back to the original set of "plain" Taoist robes.

"What's the matter, apprentice?"

Daoist Dingxuan opened the door, looked at Lin Ye who was standing in the yard outside the door, and asked.

"Master, this disciple has connected Yujian seven times in two hours, but none of them can hit the crooked neck tree. Please ask the master to clarify."

"Ahem... is this sword fast?"

"Quick, but I can't hit it."

"Don't care if you hit it or not, just say it's fast or not."

"But I can't control the accuracy of this sword."

"Leaving aside the accuracy, let me ask you whether this sword is fast or not?"

Lin Ye was silent.

This conversation is inexplicably familiar, as if he had a similar conversation with his teammates when he was playing a shooting game.

Teammate: My instant spy, hurry up.

Lin Ye: But you weren't sure.

Teammate: I will ask you if it is fast.

Lin Ye looked at the old man with resentful eyes: "Master, just tell me the truth, what is going on with this sword control technique."

"Cough cough" the old Taoist stroked his beard, "You know the name of this sword control technique, right?"

"Yu Tianjian." Lin Ye suddenly had a bad premonition, and looked at the old man with his eyes, and the old man returned his look, yes, it was what you thought.

"I only care about Yujian, will I leave it to God's will?" Lin Ye's voice was trembling, and he asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Um."

The "hmm" made Lin Ye completely desperate.

"Master, I think the fate between you and me as master and apprentice is over. The clothes and bedding that the apprentice respects, as well as the cost of rebuilding the Taoist temple, the disciple will make a list for the master later, and the master will pay for it."

The old Taoist twitched his mouth when he heard this, and he was reimbursed, even if he sold him, he would not have so much money.

"Don't talk nonsense, my apprentice. There is a reason for my teacher to let you practice this supernatural power. This supernatural power is very suitable for you."