This voice is confident, heroic and loud. It is as shocking as it came from ancient times.

Just this sound makes people's blood boil and their souls vibrate.

Lu Qinghong swallowed his throat and felt his heart beating wildly and his breathing was a little short.

What the hell happened just now?

How can there be a voice in your mind?!

Who made this sound and where did it come from?!

Lu Qinghong slowly looked up and looked at the portrait on the wall again. His eyes opened and his face was full of shock!

Can we say that the voice just now is the voice of the grandmaster?!

Gollum!

Lu Qinghong swallowed his saliva and didn't know whether his guess was true or false.

Moreover, Lu Qinghong thought that he seemed to be looking at his grandfather's eyes just now, so he heard the voice.

So Lu Qinghong calmed his mood, raised his eyes again and stared at Li Taibai's eyes on the portrait.

When staring at Li Taibai's eyes, Lu Qinghong felt that these eyes were extremely deep, like stars, attracting him.

After a while, Lu Qinghong felt that the picture in front of him had suddenly changed.

In front, there are peaks and peaks, clear water like a mirror, green mountains and floating water, and the reflection is graceful. The scenery in front of us is like a hundred mile gallery and a landscape painting.

The point is that the scene in front of us is not like a painting, just like a real scene.

The upside down waterfall is like the Milky way, running down the mountain and wall, making a crash sound.

The sound of waterfalls, the gurgling of streams and the chirping of birds echoed in Lu Qinghong's ears as if he were on the scene.

And at this time, a heroic and hearty voice came from the mountains, resounding through the whole mountains and the whole world.

"There will be times when we ride the wind and waves, and we can sail straight to the sea!"

"Drink hundreds of cups of nectar, dance drunkenly, and point to the void with a long sword!"

"The meteor white feather is inserted at the waist, and the sword flower autumn lotus light comes out of the box!"

"The solitary sail is far away, the blue sky is exhausted, and the only thing I can see is the skyline flow of the Yangtze River!"

Hearing this heroic and domineering voice, Lu Qinghong looked up.

I saw a figure in white dancing a sword on a high mountain.

This is a young man. He has a sword in his right hand and a wooden gourd in his left hand. His face is like white jade. He is wearing a white shirt, a jade belt around his waist and a pair of cloud climbing boots with black face and white background. He is handsome and extraordinary.

His figure is very elegant and flexible, giving people a sense of transcendence.

Lu Qinghong was shocked and immediately recognized the man.

Isn't this the grandmaster in the portrait, Li Taibai?!

Is the sword technique danced by the grandmaster Qinglian sword song?!

Yes, it must be!

No wonder I thought this sword technique was so familiar just now... So... So this is Qinglian sword song!

Moreover, Lu Qinghong felt that his Qinglian sword song was different from that of his grandfather!

The green lotus sword song I have cultivated lacks a trace of flexibility, a trace of soul and a trace of essence!

But now, I can actually witness the real Qinglian sword song with my own eyes, which is a great fortune!

Thinking of this, Lu Qinghong's heart beat like a drum, and his excitement and excitement were unspeakable!

Can it be said that the grandmaster wants to guide himself through this method and let himself accept the inheritance of Qinglian sword song and Qinglian sword meaning?

It must be!

Lu Qinghong didn't know how his grandfather did it. He was able to open up a world in the painting and hide his unique skills in it

But anyway, since I have this opportunity, I must seize this opportunity, watch master Zu's sword dance and understand the real essence of Qinglian sword song!

At this time, just as Lu Qinghong looked up, Li Taibai, holding a long sword, swept over the top of the mountain with an elegant and flexible figure, stepping thousands of miles and blinking thousands of mountains!

It's like the world is under his feet and under his control!

Seeing this scene, Lu Qinghong felt surging and passionate!

Moreover, although the speed of sword dance seems to be very slow, every time you swing your sword, it is crisp, simple, smooth, natural and free and easy!

Every sword contains profound and mysterious sword meaning!

Lu Qinghong always thought he had understood the meaning of Qinglian sword, but now he found that he had only understood the fur!

Then, Li Taibai, like riding the wind under his feet, swept down the mountains and came to a big river!

His figure is extremely light. Every time he steps on the water, there will be ripples. Every time he swings his sword, the river will surge up!

Boom, boom!!

Waves of water rose into the sky, rising hundreds of feet, like dragons of water, straight to the sky and connecting heaven and earth!

Lu Qinghong was so excited that he firmly remembered every move and move of Li Taibai's sword, and practiced it again and again in his heart.

However, Lu Qinghong felt that just practicing in his mind was not enough.

Therefore, he slowly waved the green lotus sword in his hand and danced with the grandmaster Li Taibai

Time passed slowly, and it was night unconsciously.

Lu Tianming hurried to the outside of the ancestral hall, but saw that the gate of the ancestral hall was still closed.

"I don't know whether Qinghong got the inheritance of his grandfather..."

Lu Tianming murmured and knocked on the door, but he didn't hear any response.

"Qinghong, Qinghong!"

Lu Tianming shouted twice, but he still didn't respond.

Strange, isn't it in there?

Lu Tianming looked puzzled and gently pushed the door open.

The moonlight spilled into the ancestral hall. Lu Qinghong was holding a green lotus sword and was dancing in the ancestral hall.

Shua Shua!!

The sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the bright moonlight shone on the sword, with a cold awn!

Lu Qinghong's figure is particularly elegant, and the sword in his hand is like having spirit and soul!

"Qinghong..."

Lu Tianming was just about to call Lu Qinghong, but he found that Lu Qinghong was closing his eyes and waving his sword. He completely entered a state of selflessness, and everything around him could not affect him.

Seeing this scene, Lu Tianming didn't say anything more, and a gratifying smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Well, well, it seems that Qinghong should have been inherited by the ancestor... God bless my sword clan!"

Lu Tianming's eyes flushed and muttered to himself.

If Lu Qinghong can accept the inheritance of master Zu, his strength will rise to a higher level again!

Lu Tianming smiled faintly, looked at the portrait of the ancestor, bent piously, then quietly withdrew from the ancestral hall and closed the door.

Five days passed in a flash.

Another morning.

Eyes shine on the earth, and everything is thriving.

At this time, in the study of an ancient and simple building of Jianzong.

Lu Tianming is sitting in front of a desk made of sandalwood, reading an ancient book in his hand.

In the study, the bookshelves are filled with all kinds of scrolls and ancient books.

These days, he informed everyone from the top to the bottom of Jianzong that no one was allowed to go to Wuliang Jianfeng and ancestral temple to disturb Ye Fei and Lu Qinghong's cultivation.

Moreover, he also issued an order not to let the disciples of Jianzong disclose Ye Fei's visit to the ancient martial world, otherwise he would be expelled from Jianzong.

Therefore, these days, everyone is busy doing their own things. No one dares to go to Wuliang sword peak and ancestral temple.

However, everyone's heart is vaguely expecting something.

At this time, Lu Tianming read a book for a while, then turned his head and looked out of the window. He said faintly: "it's the fifth day now. I don't know what the results of Mr. Ye and Qinghong's cultivation are. It's really expected..."

Dudu Dudu.

Just then, there was a quick knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

Lu Tianming turned his head and responded.

The door of the study was pushed open, and a disciple of the sword sect hurried in, bent down and bowed his head, and said respectfully, "report to the patriarch, good news! The little Lord came out of the ancestral hall! "

"What? Out?! "

As soon as Lu Tianming heard this, he quickly threw the book on the table and said excitedly, "go, take me to have a look!"

"Yes!"

The disciple nodded and left the study with Lu Tianming.

When Lu Tianming arrived at the ancestral hall, he saw that the entrance of the ancestral hall was full of people.

Several unclosed elders and Yigan disciples of Jianzong are gathered around the door, looking at Lu Qinghong standing at the door with a surprised face and talking one after another.