Swordsmen are all people who love swords, and Lin Yun is certainly no exception.

When the mysterious weapon was broken, his face instantly turned ugly and his heart was bleeding.

Mysterious weapon.

Even a low-grade mysterious weapon is priceless.

In Tianshui, it cannot even be measured by spiritual stones, because they are simply not available.

Mysterious weapons are all made by mysterious masters, and there are no mysterious masters in Tianshui.

The sect spent a lot of money to hire external mystical masters to build it.

Once in the weapons pavilion of Zongwu Hall, three green steel swords were broken in succession.

But he didn't expect that the Xuan Bing would break in his hands.

In the past, it could be said to be a coincidence, but since Xuan Bing is also broken, it is definitely not a coincidence.

"What's the problem... Could it be that I am the body of a broken sword?"

Lin Yun was confused and puzzled.

When the original owner maintained the weapon, nothing like this happened.

It was only after his soul came through that he had such visions.

Could it be related to the ray of sword light that burst out of my chest on Mount Tai that day?

When he thought about himself, the strange combination of fist and sword of Tiger Fist made him feel even more strange.

That's all, I don't have enough time and perspective, and it's useless to think too much.

"It's just...why do you keep doing it?"

With a shaking sound, Lin Yun pulled out the Flower Burial Sword.

The body of the sword is like autumn water, the blade is blown and the hair is broken, and the flower burial sword is already extraordinary.

However, the lethality is still a little far away from that of low-grade Xuanbing, and it needs to be nourished by the fragrance of flowers.

Half a lifetime of duckweed has passed away with the water, and a night of cold rain has buried the famous flowers. The soul is like a willow splinter that is about to burst. You go and I stay, two autumns!

I casually recited the poem, and the verses floated out from the flower-burial sword.

Whoops!

Lin Yun danced with his sword, and the perfect Liufeng swordsmanship came easily into his hands.

For a moment, his body was like flowing water, soaring up and down, the shadow of his sword was scorching, and the wind was blowing in all directions.

A huge sword power erupted from Lin Yun's body, triggering the general trend of the world.

The sharp sword light is unparalleledly sharp.

The cold light makes people shudder.

Lin Yun's whole body seemed to be integrated into the sword light. As the sword light danced, his body was like flowing water, absorbing hundreds of rivers and converging into a vast river.

Every time the sword moved, it was as if the river was roaring, and the sound of the sword was roaring between heaven and earth.

The wind passes without a trace!

When the final killing move was unleashed, a ray of sword light shone brightly, and Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappeared.

Bang!

When the sword light exploded, he appeared leisurely, and the sky seemed to be full of moonlight, falling like snowflakes.

Lin Yunxing came and smiled slightly.

He turned around and stabbed out with another sword. He only stared at the tip of the sword, ignoring everything around him.

When it disappeared from his eyes, a rose suddenly bloomed on the tip of the sword.

Where do flowers come from?

There was a loud explosion, the sword-tip rose exploded, and countless petals flew in the air.

Sheathing the sword, Lin Yun's face turned slightly red, and the energy and blood in his body surged.

But he didn't pant, it was no longer as hard as it was at the beginning, and he could release this killing move calmly.

Bang bang bang!

Just when he was enjoying himself and consumed a lot of internal energy in an instant.

The heart in the body suddenly began to beat strongly and powerfully.

Seven streams of warm current flowed from his heart through his limbs and bones, nourishing his body with warmth, and his cultivation increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what happened?"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he was keenly aware of this strange phenomenon.

He immediately crossed his legs and closed his eyes, looking inside at his internal organs. Finally he saw an incredible picture.

I saw an exquisite elixir with seven orifices, perfectly embedded in the heart.

With the strong beating of the heart, the exquisite medicinal power of the seven orifices flows out from the seven orifices of the elixir like a warm stream, nourishing the whole body.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his face darkened.

"I see."

The secret that had troubled him for many days was finally solved.

No wonder, in the past few days, even if he is not practicing, his realm has been increasing every day. It turns out that Su Ziyao fed him an exquisite seven-aperture pill in public at the sect martial arts field that day!

"I owe you so much..."

Feeling guilty in my heart, I glanced at the black hair surrounding my little finger.

Lin Yun's hand holding the sword gradually began to tremble.

One day, one day... we must find Su Ziyao!

Whether it is to solve the mystery of the broken sword on his body or to find Su Ziyao in the future, he needs strong strength as a backbone.

In the following time, Lin Yun was immersed in endless penance.

In the morning, when he used the Spirit-Inducing Technique to water the white residual flowers, he condensed the innate Pure Yang Kung that broke through the shackles.

In the afternoon, I studied the innate fragments of Dragon and Tiger Fist and practiced the integration of boxing and sword.

In the evening, you will be surrounded by stars in the sky.

Study the picture of tiger and rose, understand the sword technique wielded by the man in green, and experience the artistic conception of smelling the rose with the tiger in your heart.

He has a heart for the Tao, without any distractions, and is immersed in it.

Like a fool, even if there is no result, he still persists.

While he was away from the hustle and bustle, the Qingyun Sect was filled with carnival and excitement.

Hu Feng defeated Zhang Ye with one palm in the sect's main hall, and the news spread throughout the sect that day.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were so proud that almost every day people were talking about Hu Hu Feng.

As long as he makes a little progress, he will cause a stir in the sect and suppress heated discussions.

At the same time, Lin Yun had no time to take action that day, so he was compared with Hu Hu Feng by countless people.

"After all, Senior Brother Hu is more responsible. He rushed to the sect hall during the retreat to show off the power of our Qingyun Sect!"

"This is the foundation and heroic spirit brought about by hard work. Compared with some people's flash of inspiration. Haha, it's not worth mentioning."

"That's right. Lin Yun was standing right in front of him, but he didn't even dare to fart."

"This is the gap. Dare to be cruel to outsiders is domineering, but only dare to attack your own people, what kind of ability is that!"

The criticism about Lin Yun from top to bottom in the sect was out of control.

Even though he rarely moves around anymore, there are still many people who point and point when they pass by his wooden house.

However, Lin Yun never refuted anything and only immersed himself in his own martial arts world.

Gradually, other people's conversations became meaningless and they forgot about him.

However, the news about Hu Hu Feng was still coming out one after another in the sect.

"I heard that Senior Brother Hu is already one of the three core seeds, preparing to participate in the Four Sects Competition."

"It's expected. With Hu Feng's strength, it's a surprise that he didn't become the core seed."

"That's right. To understand innate martial arts at such a young age, what else is impossible?"

"Just wait and see, Senior Brother Hu will definitely shine in the Four Sects Competition!"

The day of the four great competitions is approaching day by day.

The atmosphere of nervousness and anticipation in the sect gradually grew stronger.

No matter who it is, what they talk about when they meet is the Four Sects.

The great competition between the four sects of Tianshui Kingdom is a grand event held every three years.

Not only is it grand in scale, it will attract warriors from the entire Tianshui Kingdom to come and observe, but it is also related to the core interests of the sect.

With one sect and three sects controlling the entire Tianshui Kingdom, it is inevitable that competition will be fierce and interests will conflict.

In order to be able to resolve the conflict without triggering a sect war and damaging one's own roots.

So there were these four great competitions, in which disciples competed to gain benefits based on victory or defeat.

If Qingyun Sect cannot achieve good results, the interests of the entire sect will be damaged, and everyone in the sect will be affected.

It was dusk that day, approaching evening.

Lin Yun held the rose scroll and wandered in the open space in front of the door, thinking endlessly.

Where do flowers come from? Where do I come from? What kind of sword is a sword, what kind of flower is a flower...

Now Lin Yun can already hear the four sentences of the man in green in the painting, one sentence is a killing move.

pity.

Except for Where Does the Flower Come from, the other three swords of his can only have their own shapes, and he has not yet grasped their true meaning.

Over the past few days, I have been thinking hard, and I have gradually gained some insights, but they are always fleeting and I can't catch them.

Swish!

But at this moment, subtle footsteps sounded behind him, approaching him little by little.

The person who came here was unfamiliar with his strength, and when he stepped on the grass, he only made an extremely weak sound.

"who!"

Lin Yun turned around and shouted loudly, punching out.

boom!

The moment the fist was punched out, a tiger roared into the sky, like a hundred beasts coming towards him. The yellow inner energy of the innate pure Yang skill in the body was like a burning flame, crazily pouring into the fist light.

In an instant, his punch was so powerful that it was overwhelming.

But when he saw the person clearly, his face changed slightly and his heart moved.

The inner energy that burned like a raging flame disappeared in an instant, and the fist light did not burn up after all.

Bang!

Even so, the incoming man was still driven back three steps.

"You Lin Yun, you actually punched me."

Zhang Han took three steps back, shouted dissatisfied, and then looked at Lin Yun suspiciously.

The opponent's punch scared him half to death when it first came out.

The majestic sound came, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped by the huge body of a tiger king, and even his breathing felt short.

But he didn't expect that the real force of the attack was nothing more than this.

"I asked you, are you good at it? How come your strength has deteriorated so much? Now everyone in the sect is saying that you just had a flash of inspiration, but in fact you don't have enough foundation at all."

Zhang Han looked at Lin Yun, turned around, and asked doubtfully.

Lin Yun smiled slightly and didn't explain much.

His Pure Yang Kung has broken through its shackles and transformed into Innate Pure Yang Kung.

In a single thought, no matter how strong the internal energy is, it can be transformed into invisible form, and you will not be hurt at all.

If he hadn't withdrawn his inner strength just now, Zhang Han might have died under this fierce tiger fist.

"Tell me, why did the Young Sect Master send you here?"

Zhang Han muttered: "In five days, there will be a competition among the four sects. The young sect master has asked you to be an alternate player and asked you if you are willing to contribute to the sect. But I see that with your current strength, you will occupy the place of alternate player.

It’s really a bit suspenseful.”

He almost became a dead man, still talking nonsense here.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, Zhang Han also had a big heart.
Chapter completed!