After returning to Fire Lion City from the Barren Mountain Castle, Zacrow went to hand over official business, and agreed to take Luo Lin to meet his mentor Red Moon Sword Saint the next day.

During this time, Luo Lin was naturally not idle, so he was warmly invited by the magician Holenc to visit his mansion, in fact, there was nothing to do, just communicate more, meet some people, and cultivate friendship.

The day passed quickly, and early the next morning, Zacrow came on time, didn't say much nonsense, and said very simply: "Let's go, my mentor would like to see you." ”

The Red Moon Sword Saint has a grand prestige, he is the guardian of the principality, and he is also an elder who has lived for two hundred years, so naturally he can't be lazy, and Luo Lin immediately followed Zacrow away.

Along the way, Zacro explained, "My mentor is old and likes quiet and open places, so his residence is not in the Lion City, but in the manor outside the city. We've got to go a while. ”

Luo Lin nodded, rode the Black Rock War Horse, and galloped with Zacrow all the way, about half an hour later, and a beautiful scenery appeared in front of him.

It is a large clear and wide lake, with endless meadows with horses galloping, several pleasure boats in the lake, and large trees that resemble weeping willows, and people fishing in the shade of the trees. The wind is blowing, with the fragrance of grass, it is really a "recreation resort".

Farther away from the shore of the lake, there was an elaborate castle made of stone, and Zacrow pointed to it: "That is where my mentor lives, and he should practice his sword in the castle's martial arts training ground at this time." ”

The two of them galloped over, and when they reached the castle, an old man dressed as a butler in his fifties was already at the door to greet them. Meet the two. said with a smile: "The master is moving his body in the martial arts training ground. He commanded that when you arrived, go straight over. ”

The master in the butler's mouth is naturally the Red Moon Sword Saint.

Zacrow turned to Rollin and said, "You follow me." When you get to the martial arts training ground, don't be nervous, be casual, my instructor doesn't like to be restrained......"

As he spoke, Zacrow stopped, and Lord Rollin had not changed his demeanor except for a smile on his face. There was no hint of joy or embarrassment, and he felt that his words had been said in vain, because there was no need for them.

"Thanks for the reminder, my friend." Luo Lin smiled, he really didn't feel anything to be nervous about, the Red Moon Sword Saint was very powerful, but he was already old.

At the age of nearly two hundred years, even a legendary powerhouse is almost at the limit, and at this time, the Red Moon Sword Saint, perhaps his understanding of swordsmanship has reached the realm of mystery and mystery, and no one can measure it. But his power is really declining.

At this time, he struck with all his might. It may be able to play to the level of the peak moment, but the vitality of the body must have been greatly reduced, and after this blow, it is estimated that it will take a long time to recuperate, or even not recover at all.

This sword master had incomparable glory in the past, but this glory has begun to come to an end, and Luo Lin also knows that the final outcome of this sword master is not to die in battle, but to die of old age, because now he is close to running out of oil.

In this world, as long as you don't ignite the divine fire and become a demigod, then you are mortals, and the legendary powerhouse can extend the lifespan, but at most double, especially since humans are still a short-lived race, and the glory rises quickly and ends very quickly.

Thinking about it like this, I moved to change the scenery, and I arrived at the flat martial arts training ground in the distance, which was windproof and soundproof on all sides, soft mud floor, and a big tree to shade it, which was very good.

A white-haired old man in an ordinary burlap robe was practicing his sword under a tree, his movements were slow, smooth, and very beautiful, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual at first glance, and any martial artist seemed to be able to play like this.

When the old man saw the comer, he kept moving, still practicing, and it lasted for more than ten minutes before he put away his sword and stood firm, and let out a long breath.

Luo Lin noticed that the sword in the old man's hand was very ordinary, just an ordinary iron sword, and his appearance did look very old, with a wrinkled face, sparse hair, many age spots on his skin, and a somewhat awkward figure.

If it weren't for the fact that Zacrow didn't show his respect, and he didn't dare to take a sip of the atmosphere, he would have met him on the road, and absolutely no one would know that this was the Red Moon Sword Saint Palason of the Starlight Continent.

Seeing his appearance, Luo Lin also sighed secretly in his heart: Heroes are in the twilight.

He thought of himself, although he was only twenty now, but how quickly time passed, if he couldn't be promoted to a demigod at the age of fifty, then he probably wouldn't have a chance in this life, and in another hundred and ten years, if he was lucky enough not to die in battle, it was estimated that he would be the same as this Palason. At that time, Vianna, as a dragon, was still young and beautiful...... A sense of urgency arises.

A beautiful maiden waiter stepped forward, gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on the old man's forehead, took the old man's sword, and then quickly retreated, standing to the side, motionless.

Only then did the old man look at Luo Lin, his eyes shone with a warm and jade-like light, and a smile appeared on his face: "Young man, full of vitality, it's really good." ”

"I've seen His Majesty." Rollin saluted.

Parason waved his hand: "Don't come to these false courtesies. Lilia, give him my sword. ”

The maiden waiter held her sword in her hand.

"Take it, practice a set of swords, and let me see it. Use a little force, and don't break my sword. Parason spoke calmly, but there was no way to refuse.

Luo Lin nodded, took the sword, the sword was very light, it was indeed an ordinary iron sword, pinched in his hand, like a feather, if he used all his strength, a false slash into the air, this sword would have to be broken into several pieces.

After taking a few steps forward and arriving at the center of the martial arts training ground, Luo Lin took a deep breath, made a gesture, and then began to practice his latest water drop sword technique on the battlefield.

His sword, like Parathan, was also very simple, with a very clear move, and it seemed to be flowing and continuous.

But there are differences.

Parason practiced swords in order to move his qi and blood and warm his body, so his sword was as soft as fluttering. And Luo Lin is at the peak of his life, his qi and blood are lively and strong, so his sword is like a storm.

If the sword is stabbed forward, there is a strong wind; The sword swirled, the sword roared, and a strong battlefield murderous aura was inadvertently revealed!

Zacrow was originally just watching casually, for a warrior like them, an ordinary iron sword can drill what kind of tricks, and they have to carefully keep the sword body unbroken, and they can't use all their strength, which is not interesting at all.

But the more he looked, the more solemn he became, and in the end, his eyes were already full of horror, what he was shocked was that with the strength of an ordinary iron sword, it was impossible to show Luo Lin's power at the moment, if he came to practice, the sword would have already been broken.

But now, the sword is intact!

This can only show that the opponent's sword skills and the opponent's control of strength are far beyond his level.

Parason was also watching, his eyes squinting, making it difficult to see the look in it, and when Rollin finally stopped, he clapped his hands lightly and said, "Good! Seeing your sword is like seeing myself back then. A sword in hand, indestructible, indomitable! That's nice! ”

Taking the iron sword that Luo Lin handed back with both hands, Parason gently touched the sword body and smiled on his face: "The sword body is hot, the huge power is imprisoned in it, there is no leakage at all, and your sword skills are almost perfect." Rollin, do you want to win the island of Fix for the Primus family? ”

Luo Lin was stunned, he didn't expect the Red Moon Sword Saint to suddenly change the topic, but he immediately knew that this was his chance, and nodded: "Yes." ”

Parathan was very dry: "Fix Island can be given to the Primo family." But the cost of money alone is not enough. ”

"Explain under the crown." Luo Lin sighed in his heart, not knowing what price this sword master wanted.

The Red Moon Sword Saint looked at Luo Lin and said extremely seriously, "You broke away from the Primmore family and declared your allegiance to Grand Duke Lehman. Otherwise, the Primus family would have to go to York Sinton and garrison the western frontier for the principality. ”

This was beyond Rollin's expectations, he had never thought about it, and he had never thought of leaving the Primmore family, so he was a little hesitant for a while.

Palathan was in a hurry to get an answer, urging: "Your martial arts have reached this point, can the declining Primmore family still restrain you?" Say yes or no, decide now! ”

Luo Lin was not affected by this sword saint, and was silent, and he already had a plan in his heart: "I can break away from the Primo family." But at least for thirty years, I won't be an enemy of the Primor! ”

"Hehe, that's fine." Palathan suddenly laughed, looking extremely happy: "Well, you got my promise, the Primmore family will get the island of Fix." Now, you can go back, and we'll talk about it when you're truly loyal to the Grand Duke. ”

Luo Lin didn't say much, turned around and left.

Zacrow didn't go out, and when Rollin's back disappeared, he said suspiciously: "Mentor, why do you have to add a condition?" This Rollin is indeed very talented, but he is probably not worth a Fix Island, right? ”

He admits that this Rollin is really powerful, much stronger than him, but he still feels that he takes this person too seriously. No matter how powerful it is? The other party is just a warrior.

Parathan glanced at his disciple and shook his head: "A Fix Island? You underestimate him, more than ten. If I'm not mistaken, this man will be promoted to legend before the age of thirty. With him, the Primmore family has the possibility of a resurgence. Without him, the Primo family is nothing. ”

"They also have Vianna, the green dragon."

"There are only more than twenty years left in the Green Dragon Guardian Oath, and there is nothing to worry about. Okay, I'm a little tired, you can go back too. ”

"Yes, Mentor." Parason departed respectfully.

When the disciple had also left, Parason sat down on the stone chair beside him and sighed, he had not said something just now. Looking at the young man's sword, he knew that this person's achievements were probably not as simple as being promoted to a legend.

"Hey, in the future Starlight Continent, which young hero will be in charge?" At this moment, Paragon was not thinking of Rollin, but of a young man named Korn in the Kingdom of Aoraki. (To be continued......)