Inverse Sword God

Dean Xuan was also curious, and he quickly asked: "Lin Xuan, what the hell is going on? How did you enter the king's realm so quickly?"

Naturally, they didn't know what happened in the Tiannan Region, so they were very puzzled.

Lin Xuan just said it briefly, as for the sub-sacred crystal, he would not say it.

Next, he asked the nine elders and others to return to the Xianwu Academy and brought back all the remaining warrior elders from the God of War Palace.

Because from then on, the God of War Palace is still theirs. And no one dares to fight the idea of ​​God of War again!

Next, Dean Xuan and others also left.

Lin Xuan turned around and said to Murong Qingcheng, "You have been away from home for several years, so go back and have a look."

"Okay." Murong Qingcheng nodded, "Then I miss you, so I'll come to you."

Murong Qingcheng hugged Jiuwei and left as well.

Luo Bingshan didn't leave and stayed here.

Lin Xuan asked her and several elders of the God of War to start cleaning up the battlefield, cleaning the God of War, and preparing to welcome the return of other warriors.

The next few days were very calm, the God of War returned to normal, and Lin Xuan began to recuperate and continue to practice.

Now that the Duan family has been removed by him, he will start working next, preparing to leave the Tianwu Continent and go to the real True Spirit World.

Of course, one of the main points of this is to find enough energy to run the Black Earth.

Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to leave.

For this matter, he plans to wait for the warriors of the God of War to find them after they return.

After all, this kind of thing is definitely not something that can be found in a day or two, so he must borrow the power of the God of War.

However, during this period, Lin Xuan was not idle either.

In addition to cultivating, he also went to the depths of the God of War Palace, to be precise, where Lin Zhan retreated.

He wanted to see if his father had left the customs?

Wanling Valley is still beautiful and silent.

A figure like a sword light quickly landed on the periphery of Wanling Valley.

This figure is naturally Lin Xuan.

This is the third time he has been here, but he has not seen his father three times.

This made him a little disappointed.

However, he still came every few days and practiced outside Wanling Valley.

Originally, he thought it would be the same as before, and there would be no movement. But this time, it was beyond his surprise.

Not long after he arrived, a voice suddenly came from the Wanling Valley.

"Xiao Xuan, you are here."

The voice was unusually calm.

"Father!"

Originally, Lin Xuan was still sitting cross-legged at the closing, but when he heard this voice, he immediately stood up and shouted excitedly.

"Are you out?"

"Not yet, it will take a while. But I just woke up from my practice and just found out that you are here too."

Lin Zhan said solemnly.

Next, the father and son had a long talk, and Lin Xuan told Lin Zhan all the previous experiences in detail.

Lin Zhan was also surprised after hearing this.

"I also explored that magic pit, but I didn't expect it to be the burial place of the fourth generation of the Dragon Sword."

"It's really rare for you to have such an opportunity."

"Father, I still have some secondary divine crystals in my hand, how can I give them to you?"

"Second God Crystal?"

"Well, it's better to enter the world inside you, so you can give it to me through that."

After all, there was infinite mystery in this voice, and then Lin Xuan only felt his mind sway, and the surrounding scene changed again.

When he recovered, he found that he had come to the mysterious world inside his body again.

Beside it grows the Purple Thunder God Bamboo, there are elixir everywhere, and beside it is the Ding of Myriad Beasts.

In front of him is a dead tree.

On the other side of the divine tree, is Lin Zhan.

I saw Lin Zhan's arm waving on the opposite side, and then in front of him, a golden vortex appeared.

"Xiao Xuan, put the sub-divine crystal into this vortex, and you can pass it to me."

"Don't need too much, just give me ten yuan."

"Oh." Lin Xuan nodded.

He had thirty yuan in his hand, and he originally wanted to give it to his father, but Lin Zhan only needed ten yuan, so he had no choice.

Soon, he smashed ten sub-divine crystals into the golden vortex.

Afterwards, the golden vortex spun around, wrapping ten sub-divine crystals, and then gradually disappeared.

"That's it." Lin Zhan nodded, "I still have a while to get out of the customs."

"You don't have to be disappointed, we will meet and reunite one day."

Then, he looked at Lin Xuan again, and said slowly: "You can condense the realm of kings so early, which is beyond my expectations."

"Since you have seen the four generations of the Dragon Sword, you should have the practice of practicing the king's field in your hands."

"Well, there are exercises in practice." Lin Xuan nodded.

Although the fourth generation of Dragon Sword is gone, the black soil is still there. He has a lot of exercises in his hands, all of which were used by the fourth generation.

Therefore, Lin Xuan now has no shortage of exercises in the field of cultivation.

"That's good, it's good to practice the four generations of the exercises, but there is one point, the longevity art must be cultivated continuously, and must not be interrupted."

"This exercise is more miraculous than you think, and it can fully support you through the entire king's realm."

Also, when your physical body also enters the realm of kings, you can try to enter the world within your body.

Here, you will get your unexpected gains.

Hearing this, Lin Xuan was even more puzzled. It seemed that his father knew the secret of longevity and the origin of the mysterious little sword.

"Father, what grade is this longevity formula? And what is going on with that mysterious little sword and the inner world?"

"You don't understand now, but one day you will know." Lin Zhan shook his head slightly, "However, I can tell you the error of the last ten years."

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's mind moved.

This question has really troubled him for a long time, because his father has only been away from home for more than five years, while in Tianwu Continent, it seems to have a history of fifteen years.

There was a ten-year difference between this and Lin Xuan had never known it. Now that he heard his father was about to solve the riddle, he was naturally very excited.

"It's actually very simple. I really only left for five years, that is to say, the Jianchi Mansion that I left with you."

Lin Zhan said in a deep voice.

"What? Left with me? What happened to the fifteen years here?"

Lin Xuan wondered: "There is no time difference between these two continents!"

"I only came to Tianwu Continent for five years, but counting now, it should be eight years."

"The extra ten years are actually an illusion."

"Illusion? What do you mean?" The more Lin Xuan listened, the more puzzled he became.

"To be precise, it was the people on the Tianwu Continent who were caught in the illusion. They thought that fifteen years had passed, but in fact it was only five years."

"What? Got an illusion!" Lin Xuan was shocked. "You mean, everyone has an illusion? How is this possible!"

"He is so shocked. How many people are there on Tianwu Continent? Billions!"

"So many people, all of them fell into illusion?"

How does this sound like a myth!