Under Ludri's leadership, Rollin rode his horse into a small path of sheep intestine. The path winded forward. After walking for about half an hour, there was a rustling sound of water coming from the front, and then turned over a mountain corner, and a mountain stream appeared in front of him. ●⌒,

The water flow in the mountain stream is clear and splashing. Under the sunlight, it is crystal clear and bright, like pearls and jade. One of them is a large pool with a diameter of about ten meters. The pool water is dark blue, like a large sapphire, pure and cute.

Next to the pool is a simple thatched cottage. In front of the thatched cottage is a flat ground with a length of about twenty meters, and there are already seventeen or eighteen people standing on the flat ground.

These people were wearing animal leather jackets, with a bow on their backs, and a sword on their waists. They looked a bit like hunters, but they gave people a feeling of being a ranger across the world. In Luolin's opinion, everyone here had a very strong body, sharp body, but not forced, giving people a sense of restrained and erection.

In this world, what can be introverted and ejaculated at the same time? Only life!

Luo Lin felt the smell. He had already guessed the identity of the person in the thatched cottage. At least this person must have a lot to do with the person he guessed.

When Rollin was led by Ludri, everyone in the open space turned around. When they saw Ludri, they nodded slightly, and then their eyes slid on Rollin behind him.

At this moment, Rollin felt inquiry, doubt, suddenness, envy and other emotions. Although they were different, all of these eyes contained curiosity. When they saw the blood-stained divine iron helmet in Ludri's hand, they had another shock in their eyes.

Everyone present knew that the helmet was from Sandru, the second-person figure of the Kingdom of Night.

Many years ago, the four great martial saints went to assassinate the Queen of Night, and the reason why they failed was largely because of the interference of this Sandru. In the following years, countless heroes and heroes from the mainland went to assassinate Sandru one after another, all of which were failures, and the best result was to escape seriously injured. People were almost desperate about assassinating Sandru.

But now, Sandru was killed by a young man who looked only twenty years old. Although he knew that this man was far from as young as he looked, this record alone was enough to make the soldiers who truly understand the difficulty of assassination go to somersault.

"How did he do it?"

"How strong is his force?"

"Who is stronger in the mentor's martial arts than him? Or is he the same person as their ancestor?"

Ludri naturally knew what everyone was thinking, so he stopped and introduced: "Yes, he is Lord Luo Zhan. He also killed Sandru and did it alone."

"Wow~" Everyone exclaimed in unison. It was speculated that it was one thing before, but someone confirmed it with his own eyes that it was another feeling.

Amidst the amazement, one of them walked out. He pulled out the sword from his waist, bowed to Luo Lin, and then posed a sword style: "Your Excellency Luo Zhan, we are all warriors, speaking with martial arts. Do I have this honor to ask you for advice?"

As soon as this man did this, the people around him retreated for more than ten meters, and their eyes were full of eagerness and eagerness. He seemed to want to witness the martial arts of this top master who killed Sandru alone. Even Ludri did not stop it. It seemed that using martial arts communication was already a tradition here.

Luo Lin didn't expect this to happen. He felt that these people were all a group of martial arts illegitimate people. They were extremely enthusiastic about martial arts, and there was also a sense of taking the school entrance exam. The people in the hut must be extremely noble. These dozen warriors should want to see what qualifications he has to enter the hut.

Since that's the case, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

‘Du~’ He inserted the Dragon Rage Spear to the ground, then jumped off the Wuyan Horse and untied the ordinary steel sword around his waist.

"Don't you need a spear?" The man was a little surprised.

Luo Lin smiled: "Gun skills are battlefield killing skills. Really exerting great power requires cooperating with war horses. Just compete for martial arts and swordsmanship."

The man looked at Ludri, who nodded: "You try it, you will know what a sword is after you try it!"

The man was shocked, and then he said to Luo Lin seriously: "Then I'll take action first."

"You can do whatever you want!"

Luo Lin just said the word "meaning". Before he finished speaking, his opponent drew his sword. The sound of the sword was like the clear sound of wild cranes in the mountains. The tip of the sword was the sharp beak, and he pecked at Luo Lin's neck.

If this is pecked, even if it is pierced by a layer of skin and the force flows into the body, it will definitely break the carotid artery. Although such injuries are not enough to make Luo Lin lose his life, at least 90% of his combat power will be lost, and this competition will naturally be defeated.

However, as soon as this man made a move, Luo Lin felt a slight sense of familiarity. He faintly felt the smell of his vortex from this force.

Vortex is his original creation. This sense of familiarity is vaguely different from the previous ones. Although it is subtle, it is very clear.

‘Ha~ Is it Jasmine? So you are here.’ Luo Lin showed a smile on his face, and the worry about Jasmine’s fate in his heart disappeared without a trace.

Now it seems that Jasmine not only did not die, but also came to this world earlier than him and managed a force.

This is really a great thing.

He was imagining Jasmine in his mind, but his opponent's sword did not pause at all. The man on the other side also felt Luo Lin's distraction. He frowned slightly: "I actually distracted myself and thought about other things. Do you even look down on me so much? Even if you have the ultimate means to assassinate Sandru, I will definitely make you suffer today!"

But just as his thought changed, when the sharp edge of his sword was less than two centimeters away from Luo Lin's neck, Luo Lin came back to his senses. In fact, he was not distracted. It was just that he had already predicted that with the power of his opponent, he would be more than enough to deal with it at this time.

In a flash, the sword in Luo Lin's hand suddenly disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the man opposite and all the warriors within a range of more than ten meters around him had an extremely clear feeling in his heart: "A terrifying storm is being generated. Once it is struck by this storm, even the peerless beast will be killed on the spot, let alone humans."

This is a psychological feeling, and the naked eye can see strange phenomena.

Someone looked at the ground at Luolin's feet in horror. There, the ground was like a twisted piece of cloth, with Rolin as the center showing a clearly visible spiral pattern, and the air seemed to be resonant. When strong winds blew, everyone had the illusion of being unstable.

In this terrible scene, the tip of the sword in Luolin's hand hit the opponent's sword edge.

The 'Kabakabakaba' sounded like a shattering ice, and the opponent's sword edge was suddenly covered with cracks like spider webs. Then, with a "collapse" sound, it turned into countless pieces, and was thrown out in all directions in a spiral state. Then, the opponent's arm began to rotate involuntarily. The clothes on his arm were first injured. With the sound of "chichi", the clothes became strips of cloth, and then the skin began to "twist".

The man opposite showed extreme horror on his face. He found himself in a terrifying vortex. Under the grinding of this vortex, he could not escape. His body had completely lost control. There was no second way out except being crushed and ground into meat sauce.

‘What kind of sword technique is this? How come there are such terrible martial arts in the world?’ He was shocked, but he also suddenly realized: ‘No wonder this man could kill Sandru alone, no wonder Ludri respected him so much and gave him a divine intent. Such sword technique is indeed qualified to be treated well.’

Thinking of this, his horror dissipated, leaving only calmness. A warrior died on the battlefield and could die at the hands of such a swordsman, his life would not be in vain.

But the next moment, the storm suddenly disappeared. It disappeared without a trace.

Just like the moment before, the dark clouds were still covered with lightning and thunder, the feeling of destruction of the city was about to destroy the city, the next moment, the wind was sunny and the breeze was gentle and warm, changing so quickly. It made people feel that everything before seemed to be just an illusion, only the spiral folds on the soil and the broken sword and sleeves of the man proved the existence of the terrifying sword before.

At this point, no one present knew that Luo Lin was merciful. In such a terrible explosion, he could still send and receive freely. Controlling from the heart was simply a miracle.

The man took a step back and thanked respectfully: "Thank you, Luo Zhan, for showing mercy!"

"It's just a competition. So, can I enter the thatched cottage now?" Luo Lin asked with a smile.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and they exchanged their eyes for a moment, then they all retreated to both sides, showing a way to the curtain door of the thatched cottage.

Ludri whispered: "Go, Lord Luo Zhan, I can't take you there anymore, because my mentor is only willing to see you."

"Understood."

Luo Lin strode forward and arrived in front of the hut. He reached out and lifted the curtain door, lowered his head and walked in. When he saw the sitting figure in the hut, he smiled: "You are not Jasmine. Jasmine won't test me in such trouble. She should be your master, right?"

Inside the thatched cottage, there is a wooden platform similar to a bed. On the platform is a straw mat. On the mat is an old woman with white hair. The old woman is sitting cross-legged towards the window of the thatched cottage, with a sword standing horizontally on her knees. Outside the window of the thatched cottage is a gurgling flowing water flowing.

Hearing Rollin's words, the old woman shook her head: "Can you hear me tell a story?"

"you say."

"Five hundred years ago, a top swordsman appeared on the mainland. What's even more surprising is that this swordsman is a woman. After she appeared, she looked for experts to challenge, challenging more than 50 famous masters in a row. She never failed once, and her reputation spread throughout the world in the challenge. This woman is Jasmine, and she is also the founding master of my hidden sword."

The old woman looked up at Luo Lin. She successfully saw surprise on the face of the 'young man', so she laughed: "The Grand Master said before sleeping that one day in the future, a top figure stronger than her will appear on the mainland. This person has incredible abilities and will definitely resurrect her. At first, we later disciples thought that only one such person would appear, so when the Queen of Night rose, we had contact with her, but soon we realized that the woman was vicious and cruel. Not to mention resurrecting the Grand Master, even our Hidden Sword Sect had to retreat to overseas islands to protect ourselves."

Although the old woman was old, her eyes were still clear. She looked up at Rollin: "Once we lost hope, thinking that the whole world would be conquered by the Queen of the Night, and then darkness would cover the world until you appear."

Luo Lin asked with a smile: "How do you determine that the person you Grand Master is me?"

"Not you, who can say the name of the Grand Master as soon as you come in? No you, who can shoot the sword before?" the old woman asked with a gentle smile.

"Okay, it's me. You just said that the Grand Master has been asleep and can still be resurrected? Where is she now?"

"Did you see the snow on the top of the mountain?"

"certainly."

"There is a snow cave at the highest point. The snow cave is hidden by a mysterious magic. We descendants of the Hidden Sword Sect can't find it, but I believe you can definitely have an ice coffin in the snow cave. The Grand Master's body is in the ice coffin. It has been too long since time has passed, and there should be only a last trace of vitality in her body. If you come a little later, the Grand Master will probably have fallen asleep, because the Grand Master's own predictions are only less than half a year."

Luo Lin frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Jasmine, who was included in the Dragon Space, would have such an experience. She actually traveled through time and space longer than others, for five hundred years.

Jasmine is not a powerful god, she is just a demigod who has just been promoted to the present. She only has a slight understanding of the power of the law. After entering this world, relying on her own understanding to create a sect and allow her body to survive for more than 500 years. This is already considered extremely wise.

Luo Lin felt a little guilty. If he had asked Jasmine to go with him instead of entering the space, there wouldn't have been such an accident of traveling through time. By this accident, they almost parted with each other.

After a while of silence, Rollin said, "It seems that I'm not too late. Apart from this, what words did your grandmaster leave?"

"Yes." The old woman nodded: "She said, if she could not wait for you, then the Hidden Sword Sect will obey your orders. You will be our new sect leader."

As he said that, the old woman stretched out her palm, and a silver ring of extremely ordinary style lies on her palm: "A very strange ring looks ordinary, but it cannot be destroyed at all. I think it should contain terrifying power, right?"

Luo Lin took the ring and put it on his finger. The runes on the surface of the ring lit up slightly, and then the whole ring disappeared on Luo Lin's finger. It has been a while since he came to this mysterious world. Even if the power of the law is hidden deep, Luo Lin still peeked into a secret. Hiding the ring is just a small trick, but it can easily hide it from the eyes of mortals. With this hidden, the bloody thing that was taken away by someone because of a coma will never happen again.

Seeing the curiosity in the old woman's eyes, he did not show the power of the Star Falcon Sword: "You guessed it. The power of my ring does not belong to the mortal world. It will not be revealed in front of mortals, and I will not use it to deal with mortals. This is the end of the matter. It is time for me to wake up Jasmine now."

Seeing that Rolin was about to leave, the old woman hurriedly asked, "When the Grand Master was awake, he left many quotes, and praised you very much, saying that you are the sun that dispels the darkness in the sky. Can I know your relationship with the Grand Master?"

She kept these secrets for the rest of her life and had accumulated countless doubts in her heart, among which this doubt was the most heart-wrenching. At this time, the master was right in front of her. If she didn't ask for it, she would die with her eyes open.

"She is my disciple, the only disciple who has obtained all the essence of my sword skills."

"Ah~" The old woman opened her eyes wide and couldn't understand. The affairs of the gods were originally difficult for mortals. Everything was just because the gods were immortal and had insight into time, while mortals just passed by in a hurry.

Luo Lin had already withdrawn from the thatched cottage. He didn't say much, but nodded to the people outside the thatched cottage, then stepped onto the back of the Wuyan horse, whipped the horse, and ran straight to the top of the mountain.

"Marl, I hope nothing happened to you."

Although there is still half a year left before Jasmine's own scheduled deadline, what is half a year in the past five hundred years? A random accident may lead to Jasmine's disappearance forever. (To be continued.)
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