Lin Luo laughed wildly. Although he suffered internal injuries due to mental recoil, his gains were immeasurable.

That was the scene where the two fought.

A Wuzong and Wu Zun!

They are all swordsmen, Zhao Wei's peerless swordsmen!

The moves and artistic conception that were derived from his mind just now have been deeply imprinted in his mind.

Two years ago, just the ten thousand beasts of General Li Mu and Li's style of the beast-watching master made Lin Luo unexpectedly enter the state of enlightenment of the unity of man and nature. What exists in his mind now is the battle experience of a Wuzong and a Wu Zun swordsman.

Although Lin Luo was not sure whether he could still find the state of enlightenment that is hard to come by, it is rare to learn from the battle between the two famous swordsmen in the world to learn a trace of the swordsmanship.

As long as you can understand a little, it will be a rapid progress. In comparison, what is this internal injury?

Restrained his spirit, Lin Luo bowed three times in place, which was considered to be the guidance of the two swordsmen.

"If one day I, Lin Luo, succeed in my studies, it will be the contribution of both of you."

First, the waves flip clouds took Dongting Lake as their master, and realized the sword technique of the Rain. Lin Luo met the spring forest in the dead trees. He dreamed of watching the battle between Xiao Weimu and Xinling Jun Wei Wuji a hundred days ago. What experience will he have?

Farewell to the location where the two swordsmen fought, Lin Luo led his horse all the way south.

Just now, the two mouthfuls of blood were spurted out, and the pressure in the body was much less. The process of re-attaching two masters in the spiritual consciousness was indeed extremely troublesome, especially the martial arts that surpassed the level that Lin Luo could touch now, and even his thoughts were shocked and his spiritual consciousness collapsed.

Fortunately, Lin Luo has the foundation of Pure Yang Wuji Gong and has extraordinary ability to withstand, so he does not have too many internal injuries.

Otherwise, with the injuring of the spiritual consciousness, one or two months of rest will be indispensable. Now I have suffered a little internal injury and can recover within a few days.

"It's indeed a unique level of internal skills created by Zhenren Zhang. If it were Quanzhenxin Method, I would probably have been lying on the ground long ago." A trace of fear flashed through Lin Luo's heart, and he felt convinced of this virgin internal skills for the first time.

There are gains and losses, and this sentence is indeed true.

After walking out of Shulin, Lin Luo stopped again before taking a few steps.

After pausing for a while, he led the old horse to the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain by the roadside, a wooden tombstone stood faintly in the woods.

After half a year, the wind and rain have not decayed it, but instead exuded a swaying smell.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, Lin Luo had already seen the Chinese characters written on the wooden sign - the tomb of Xiao Weimu, the swordsman of Yuxu, and there was a line of small characters underneath: Friend Wei Wujili.

"Friendly friend." Lin Luo grasped and chewed the meaning of these two words. Did the two make friends because of swords?

The handwriting on the wooden sign is clear, and every stroke reveals a sense of pain.

Lin Luoben still had a trace of luck. Perhaps Senior Xiao was just missing and would come to him when he recovered from his injury.

But now, the tombstone is on it, and Xinlingjun’s pure fingers are proved, nothing can be faked.

"Senior Xiao, thanks to the internal strength he came to pass before his death. The princess is now living in Shaoyang Mountain, so she can rest in peace. Shulin Luo comes late and has not come to worship you." A piece of cooked beef wrapped in oil paper and placed it on the grave.

Lin Luo kowtowed three times respectfully, as if he had worshipped Xiao Weimu.

Another swordsman has fallen, and there is one less person in the world.

The sword is also lonely.

Sighing and saying goodbye to this place.

Lin Luo led the horse and walked towards Handan City step by step.

Lin Luo had no choice but to regret Xiao Weimu. With the strength of Wuzong, as long as he wanted to escape, he could definitely escape.

Lin Luo had no hatred for the Xinling Jun Wei Wuji. Because he knew what kind of kindness he was. He could not understand the close friend, the mutual appreciation he felt during the battle. All he could do was understand.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the city of Handan.

Insert a mouthful of the bustling air in the bustling city, Lin Luo will suppress the depression and the haze disappear.

Entering Handan City with a familiarity, Lin Luo walked straight towards Shangqing's mansion where Lian Po was. After half a year, Lin Luo didn't know whether Shangqing stayed in the mansion or had already gone to the border guard.

"May I ask if your grandpa is here?" Lin Luo asked the sergeant in front of the mansion.

"What's the point of this young man asking for Lord Lian?"

Lin Luo took out a red wedding invitation from the package and said, "I hope Mr. Shangqing can visit you in the 14th wedding next February. You said Lin Luo, Mr. Shangqing will know."

The wedding invitation, Lin Luo, and the Lord Shangqing knew about it.

The soldier understood that the gentle young master in front of him should have something to do with the adults, so he hurriedly said, "Please ask my husband to come back later. I will report to you and wait!"

After saying that, the soldier clasped his fists and ran into the mansion to talk to the butler. The butler trotted all the way into the inner mansion.

Lin Luo waited for about half a cup of tea, and the butler personally went to the door to greet him: "I'll invite Master Lin to come in! My master will invite you."

"You are polite butler," Lin Luo said. Although the butler in Shangqing's mansion is a slave, his status is much higher than that of some small nobles. After all, if you can get in touch with people like Shangqing, people who want to curry favor can be enough to line up from the south of the city to the north of the city.

He handed over the horse to his servant, and under the leadership of the old housekeeper, Lin Luo came all the way to a room in the Hou Mansion.

"President Lin, the master is here, please!"

"I'm thanking the housekeeper." Lin Luo pushed the door and entered.

When the wooden door was opened, what caught my eye was an old man who was busy with calligraphy and painting, Shangqing Lianpo.

As the door gradually opened, Lin Luo met an old acquaintance, Li Mu, who was standing beside him.

Lin Luo stepped into the room, and the brush in Lian Po's hand also ended with the hook and slammed, and fell down when he heard the sound. "Boy Lin, we have thought you were dead in the past six months!"

Lin Luo bowed and said, "For the blessing of the Shangqing and the General, Lin Xiaozi survived the disaster and came here to report the good news."

Lian Po looked up, looked at Lin Luo up and down, nodded and said, "Well, the good boy is not only fine, but his skills are even more mellow."

"I'm afraid I've already touched the threshold of the martial arts realm?" Li Mu, who was standing beside him, added.

Lin Luo smiled embarrassedly. It was thanks to the blessing of Senior Xiao and Ringer who had the current mysterious skills.

"The general's eyes are like a torch, and now he is a top-grade warrior."

Lian Po signaled Lin Luo to take a seat and chat.

The servants presented tea and snacks one after another, and the three of them sat down.

"Just just now, a young man named Lin Luo came to give him a wedding invitation. I was still arguing with Li Mu, whether it was a duplicate name or what? Li Mu insisted on saying it was a duplicate name. Now it seems that I won it?" Lian Po laughed.

Li Mu...boy?

Only a veteran who is as respectful as Lian Po and who has brought Li Mu up with one hand dares to call Li Mu a boy. Even if it were King Zhao, he would not dare to speak indifferently.
Chapter completed!