Lin Yi had this idea, and it was not without purpose.
Every time the golden shadow dances, hot light balls come out with the sword, and the erratic sound will appear simultaneously, as if it is a three-dimensional image of the golden man, repeating the movements and words tirelessly.
Lin Yi was startled by this thought in his mind.
It really felt like he had seen it before, as if he had seen it all before.
Stepping closer in consciousness, the rustling golden shadow of the dancing sword exuded a faint sense of repulsion and curiosity, as if a newborn baby was looking at him with a pair of clear and innocent eyes.
There was strangeness, joy, and excitement in his eyes.
Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a softness, which is the softness of human nature.
This time, the golden shadow actually stopped dancing the sword, as if he was close to it.
Through the contact between consciousness, Lin Yi also knew the identity of this golden shadow.
It is Jin Feng, or Jin Feng's sword spirit to be precise.
"What level of artifact is Jin Feng?"
Lin Yi's eyes were wide open, but there was a furrow in his brow, with a puzzled look on his face.
He had never heard of weapons having a spirit.
You know, even if it is a divine weapon, it has no weapon spirit.
"The intelligence of this sword spirit is like that of a newborn baby.
Even its appearance has not yet taken shape.
It is just a golden figure.
No more information can be obtained from it."
Lin Yi sighed, opened his eyes randomly, stretched his tired body, and lay on the bed with his arms folded, recalling the joys and sorrows of this day.
By chance, he meets two tomb robbers, and they reshape Dantian by chance, but they attract the great national master who is chasing them, causing them to get into trouble.
The Great Imperial Master can be said to be the most loyal to Emperor Yan Yun, and the strongest person who protects the royal family.
The irreconcilable conflict between him and the third prince means that he is his biggest threat.
Moreover, after experiencing today's humiliation, he Enemy against him is inevitable.
Lin Aotian, who is also Lin Yi's grandfather, did not get angry today because he was concerned about the safety of his family, but with his strong temper, he will definitely go to the imperial city to complain tomorrow, and even have a real fight with the Grand Master.
However, Lin Aotian and the Great Imperial Master are both the right-hand men of Emperor Yan Yun.
Emperor Yan Yun will never cut off one arm for the sake of the other, and will definitely choose to make this matter a big deal and a trivial matter.
In the end, the Great Imperial Master was fine, and the conflict between the Lin family and him was brought to light, with me, a soft persimmon, bearing the brunt.
"Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, it is true."
Lin Yi sighed, a wave of tiredness swept through his heart, he slowly closed his eyes, and actually lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep.
The night was quiet, and the silver moonlight passed through the open window, illuminating the sleeping Lin Yi and Jin Feng on the edge of the bed.
An incredible thing happened.
Jin Feng actually absorbed the power of the moonlight spreading along the sword body, Emitting bursts of shimmering golden light, a golden beam of light seemed to be alive, shooting straight from the sword towards Lin Yi on the bed.
The golden beam of light hovered above the sleeping Lin Yi for a while, then swept downward toward his forehead and entered his body in a flash.
Lin Yi's eyes were bleary, and he vaguely felt that he was awakened from the state of chaos where he was sleeping.
He seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and was brought into his own state of consciousness.
"What's going on?
Why do you feel forced?"
When Lin Yi suddenly woke up and asked himself, he instantly realized that he was passively trapped in the realm of consciousness.
This terrible thought that suddenly appeared shocked him.
"Could it be that someone attacked me unluckily, and I ended up in hell and became a dead soul?"
"Master, you are fine at this time.
This is just me using my powerful mind to meet the master.
I have made a soul contract with the master.
From now on, the master can communicate with me at any time."
Just when Lin Yi's nerves were tense, he suddenly remembered a crisp and slightly childish voice, and the inexplicable honorific in his mouth immediately made Lin Yi feel that the two-foot-long monk was confused, and he raised his eyes in confusion to look at the sword spirit who suddenly appeared. .
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Because he was in consciousness, Lin Yi was like a soul.
After hesitating for a while, he floated forward in confusion, observing the sword spirit who called himself the master.
After looking up and down, Lin Yi shook his head and floated back a certain distance.
"You are the sword spirit, that golden shadow" "Yes, Master.
I have made a contract with the Master, so my appearance has changed slightly."
The sword spirit answered respectfully, and then the golden glow around it gradually receded.
A moment later, a heroic figure appeared in front of Lin Yi.
Lin Yi was stunned.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing a golden robe and a golden sword.
He saw that his facial features were upright, as delicate as a knife carved on stone, with eyes like stars and a nose like a hanging pendant.
Da Dan is an out-and-out heroic young man.
Although he is still young, his handsomeness is not concealed at all.
Moreover, Lin Yi was very familiar with this translucent figure of nobility and heroism.
He had seen this face for sixteen years.
"Oh, why do you look like me?"
After fully seeing the transformed sword spirit, Lin Yi took a few steps back in shock
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