On the Daqing Peak outside Mulong Town, people around more than ten miles know that there is a weird man on the Daqing Peak, a very young weird man.

Seven years ago, this strange man held a sword and killed all the bandits around Daqing Peak, but this strange man was not like those chivalrous knights.

After killing all the bandits, the weird man actually settled down at the Daqing Peak.

It took seven years to live there. Some people speculate that he wanted to start a sect in this Daqing Peak, but he never saw any action after seven years.

Some people speculated that he killed the bandits to avenge his family or friends, but he lived there for seven years.

Anyway, no matter what, everyone knows that there is a weird person on this Daqing Peak.

During this period, some people wanted to go to the Daqing Peak to seek enlightenment, but no one could go to the Daqing Peak, as if the Daqing Peak was blocked by an invisible air wall. Anyone who climbed the Daqing Peak would get lost in the forest path that must be walked up the mountain, and then return to the entrance when it was about to dark.

Over time, this has become a strange rumor.

That is, there are ghosts living on this Daqing Peak.

And on this day, another person was added to the Daqing Peak.

In the ￥2 wooden house in Daqing Peak, Lin Ye looked at the child who was about seven or eight years old who was lowered his head, wearing a black black clothes, and was covered in dust. He was holding a small package tightly on his left hand, looking extremely shabby and humble.

"You said you are Mu Long's son?" Lin Ye asked with a frown slightly, looking at the child in front of him.

On him, Lin Ye felt his strong internal strength and his messy martial arts. Genius is an unquestionable genius. His martial arts are no longer weaker than most people in the world. At least the bandits Lin Ye wiped out seven years ago were definitely not the opponents of the boys at present.

But he would definitely not be the Mu Yingxiong he saw that day. He was definitely not the Emperor of the Sword.

For seven years, Lin Ye has been on this Great Qing Peak. Whether it is the cultivation of swordsmanship or the cultivation of internal energy, Lin Ye has reached a terrible level. Wushang Jianhui and Lin Ye have a seven-point chance of winning at this moment.

But Jian Hui and Wu Shang, just like Lin Ye, are both talented talents, and seven years is enough for them to get closer.

Therefore, the gap between the strong and ordinary warriors will not be smaller over time, but will become bigger and bigger.

"Yes." Hearing Lin Ye's question, the child nodded slightly.

"Raise your head. What's your name?" Lin Ye continued to ask.

"Mu Yingming." Mu Yingming replied, but his head was already hanging.

"What a Mu Long, you're good at making a plan." After thinking about it, Lin Ye knew what Mu Long was trying to do. I'm afraid that the one who fought with the Sword Saint in twelve years was not Mu Yingxiong but Mu Yingming now.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye couldn't help but feel angry.

Although it has been seven years, the aura on his body will not change no matter what. At present, Mu Yingming did not feel the aura of the sword emperor like Mu Yingxiong.

"Why don't you look up?" Looking at Mu Yingming, Lin Ye had no expression on his face. There was no sign of joy or sorrow.

He didn't say anything, but just stood blankly, like a rock.

"Raise your head." A deep voice revealed from Lin Ye's mouth that Lin Ye had already mixed with a hint of spiritual power.

But Mu Yingming still had no reaction and just shook his head invisibly.

A strange look appeared in his eyes. Lin Ye couldn't help but feel surprised when he looked at Mu Yingming. Although Mu Yingming's internal strength was not weak, he could not do it if he wanted to use this to resist, let alone he targeted him without any sense of defense.

But not only did it fail, it didn't even have any reaction. This shows that its will is extremely firm.

The strong people in this world definitely have one common characteristic, that is, their will.

Whether good or evil, their will is extremely firm, but this will can be caused by acquired environment or innate.

But how knowledgeable Ren Linye could not have imagined that such a strong will would appear on a seven-year-old child. Looking at Mu Yingming, who was still lowering his head, Lin Ye paused slightly and continued, "Have you ever learned swords?"

"No." The simple words, said from the mouth, Lin Ye could feel that Mu Yingming was not caused by his cold nature, but by his acquired encounter.

"From now on, I will teach you how to recognize swords, use swords, and use swords." Lin Ye said, looking at Mu Yingming.

"You want to accept me as your disciple?" Mu Yingming said in a strange tone.

"Yes!" Lin Ye nodded.

Originally, the one who wanted to accept disciples was Mu Yingxiong, but now Lin Ye has changed his mind. He wants to see if the born Emperor of the Sword is really an unparalleled existence in the world?

Can ordinary swordsmen really not be surpassed?

I am countless older than Mu Yingxiong, and even if I invite Mu Yingxiong to win in the future, I can't explain anything.

But Mu Ying's name is different. He is the same age as Mu Yingxiong. What if he could win?

"I am... Lone Star." Without any reaction, the low words were spoken from Mu Yingming.

"Lou Xing?" After hearing this, Lin Ye looked at Mu Yingming.

"In seven years, I have worshipped six masters, but they... all died because of me." Mu Yingming said.

"So, are you worried that I will die because of you?" Lin Ye suddenly laughed.

He didn't say anything, but he had already expressed Mu Yingming's meaning.

"The one in that package is the spiritual position of your six masters." Lin Ye looked at the package in Mu Yingming's hand and asked.

Mu Yingming nodded slightly.

"It seems that you are not doing well, but I just say one thing, don't believe in that false fate. You must remember that fate is always in your own hands." Lin Ye shouted in a deep voice.

What kind of world you have experienced?

If there were no one in those worlds, they would have already had a destined ending, but if we looked at it according to the so-called fate, wouldn’t we have already defied countless things?

"Now, raise your head and let me see your face." Lin Ye said in a very plain language at Mu Yingming.

After hearing Lin Ye's words, his body moved slightly, as if he was hesitating, as if he was hesitating. Finally, Mu Yingming slowly raised his head.

Lin Ye finally saw Mu Yingming's face clearly. When Lin Ye saw Mu Yingming's face clearly, Lin Ye finally understood why Mu Yingming lowered his head and why Mu Yingming's so-called master still accepted him as his disciple even if he knew that he was a Gu Xing.

Just as Mu Yingming raised his head, the vast sky suddenly changed color, as if the sky was also howling at the person who finally raised his head and showed his face...

Lin Ye's eyes were full of surprise, because on Mu Yingming's face, Lin Ye saw a dazzling sword light.

This light originated from his eyes, a pair of bright and bright eyes, like sword light!

His eyes seemed to pierce a sword into people's hearts!

Everything is gone! Nothing remains! Nothing can be seen!

He did not practice swords, but Lin Ye could feel that Mu Yingming was now like a sword.

Lin Ye finally understood that the real legend of the Heavenly Sword was not Mu Yingxiong, but Mu Yingming now! (To be continued...)

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