"It's time to go to Xuanwu Palace."

Leaving the Soul Sword Pavilion, Lin Yun looked at the sky, spread his arms and flew towards the Xuanwu Palace of the Sect.

Xuanwu Palace is also an important sect place, with various martial arts and skills piled up here, and there are nine levels that need to be exchanged for the merits in the Xiaoyun Order.

The main peak of Jiange, in front of Xuanwu Palace.

Lin Yun fell slowly, and he patted it gently in the storage bag, and a shiny cloud order appeared in the palm of his palm.

Xuanwu Palace has nine floors in total, and it requires the corresponding level of Xiaoyun Order to enter the corresponding level. For example, the third-grade Xiaoyun Order can only enter the third floor.

Playing with Xiao Yunling in his hand, the past came to his mind, and Lin Yun felt a lot of emotion.

At the beginning, he was weak, and in order to force himself to forget the Seven Profound Step, the elder of the Pavilion made his seven orifices bleed and his ribs were broken.

But in the end, Lin Yun passed the other party's test and not only got the Seven Profound Steps, but even got the other party's promise to give him the Purple Mansion Roll of the Seven Profound Steps. Unfortunately, he left too hastily at that time.

He took the sword from the hands of the Protector Mei and hurriedly left, but instead forgot about it.

There is another reason, even if he was not promoted to the Purple Mansion at that time, he could not practice even if he got the Purple Mansion Scroll of the Seven Profound Step.

At the moment, the situation is not much the same.

With Lin Yun's current strength and cultivation, the Seven Profound Steps can no longer keep up with his own realm, and it is even a bit of a drag. If he hadn't cultivated him to the realm of transformation, it would have been completely insufficient.

But after all, it is its weakness. Fighting with ordinary masters can also suppress the opponent with sword intent.

If you fight with a real monster, you may be flawed if you move a little bit. If the other party is not afraid of his own sword intent, you can easily suppress him by just one encounter.

Of course, there are two different ways. His current spiritual sword intent, and looking at the ancient Nanhua realm, few people dare not be afraid of it.

Retracting his thoughts, Lin Yun stepped into Xuanwu Palace.

Whoosh!

As soon as he raised his legs and stepped in, countless gazes fell on Lin Yun. The disciples of Jiange quickly stopped their movements and bent down to salute.

The expression in his eyes was full of awe.

Lin Yun is a mythical existence in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, and there are countless deeds about him.

Especially after he came back, he punched Wen Yanbo and was shocked by the sect.

"Is this Senior Brother Lin? He looks younger than me."

"It's indeed terrible. It is said that Senior Brother Lin has suffered a little while in this Xuanwu Palace."

"Haha, what a pain? It's just the test of the elders of the guard cabinet. You don't understand it at all."

There are many new disciples in the palace who have never seen Lin Yun before. They are very surprised to see him so young. Regarding some rumors, those disciples who have seen Lin Yun in their early years immediately criticized them as people who have experienced them.

"Senior, long time no see."

Lin Yun came to the elder guarding the pavilion and bowed his hand to salute. The elder guarding the pavilion was as handsome as before, his temperament had not diminished, and his complexion was even better. When he saw Lin Yun, he seemed quite happy and waved his hand and smiled, "I dare not take it. Now your cultivation is stronger than me, don't be an old man or any senior. You punched Wen Yanbo's old man, old man

But I've heard of it a long time ago, I'm happy!"

The two chatted for a while, Lin Yun got back to the point and mentioned the purpose of the trip.

"The Purple Mansion Scroll of the Qixuan Step? I think you don't like it anymore. With your realm, you should have practiced other body techniques long ago."

The elder of the guard pavilion looked over suspiciously.

But when he learned that Lin Yun had been using the Seven Profound Steps, the elder of the guard pavilion was a little stunned, and was stunned for a while, and then said, "It's good, it may not be a bad thing. Come with me."

One by one, one by one, and one by one, the two walked towards the high-level Xuanwu Palace in the eyes of everyone.

The higher the number of people, the fewer the number. By the seventh floor, there were no disciples in the house, and the number of martial arts displayed was becoming less and less.

When the two of them came to the door of the ninth floor, the elder of the guard pavilion sighed softly: "I don't know when it was the last time I came here."

Crunch!

After the words came to an end, the door was gently pushed open, and the room in front of me seemed extremely empty.

The highest level of the Xuanwu Palace only displays three martial arts, each of which is sealed with ancient stone boxes, making it quite mysterious.

"There are only three martial arts on the ninth floor of Xuanwu Palace, one is the Domineering Sword, the other is the Lingxiao Sword Technique, and the last one is the Zifu Scroll of the Seven Profound Steps."

The elder guarding the pavilion whispered and introduced.

One sword technique, one sword technique, and one body technique should be the greatest foundation of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

Lin Yun was thinking secretly that he knew the power of the sword, and even in the ancient Nanhua realm, it was not much inferior to the unique skills of the nine overlords. If we only talk about sword techniques, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest in the Southern Realm.

After all, this was left by Senior Jian Wuming, and the inheritance of Senior Jian Wuming was the Sword Sect. Back then, the Sword Sect unified the Southern Region, and the so-called nine overlords are now a drop in the bucket compared to the Sword Sect, and there is nothing comparable.

The Lingxiao Sword Technique and the Seven Xuan Steps Purple Mansion Scroll are probably outstanding in being able to be on par with the Domine Sword.

"Which sword has you cultivated to now?"

The elder guarding the pavilion looked at Lin Yun and suddenly asked.

"Disciple is stupid, the nine styles of the Sword. It has not been practiced yet, and has only practiced the sixth style of Blood Town Mountains and Rivers."

Lin Yun was not as modest as he was always above his own eyes, and few people could not compare with his own understanding. As for his talent in swordsmanship, he rarely had an opponent, but he was thumping in the practice of the Sword.

If it weren't for the promotion to the spiritual sword intent, and the understanding of Hengduan Tai'a and Xue Zhenshanhe in one breath, I'm afraid that they could only master the four swords now.

The elder of the guard pavilion touched his beard and smiled, "Silly? Back then, the ancestor of Jian Wuming cultivated five swords and crossed the southern region and ran rampant. The nine swords were all practiced, and there was no rival in the entire Xuanhuang world. You could cultivate five swords at a young age. This kind of sword talent is probably no worse than the ancestor."

"But it's a bit strange, why didn't the old Pavilion Master and Thirteenth Master give you this Lingxiao Sword Pavilion? This kind of sword technique is also not weak, enough to be worthy of the Domineering Sword. If you need it today, I will give it to you."

The elder of the guarding pavilion asked.

At present, the protector of Mei is in seclusion, and he can make the decision on the Xuanwu Palace.

The main reason is that the feast of dragons is imminent, and some rules can be ignored for the time being and special matters can be handled.

Lin Yun waved his hand quickly. At that time, the Thirteenth Master and the Old Pavilion Master saw that he had other sword techniques, and his origin was amazing, so he would not give him Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

"Senior, where did the old Pavilion Master and Thirteenth Master go?"

Lin Yun asked curiously.

"They are real geniuses. If they hadn't been thinking about Jiange in their hearts, they would have left long ago. Fortunately, you showed up. Otherwise, these two people would not know when they would have to delay."

The elder of the guard pause paused and sighed softly: "Who can know where to go? Perhaps, he has left the Southern Region long ago."

Click!

As he spoke, the elder of the guard pavilion opened the stone box on the table with a mysterious handprint and a drop of essence and blood. "This is the purple palace scroll of the Qixuan Step, called the Tengyun Artifact. If you have not practiced other body techniques, it may not be a bad thing. After all, the Qixuan Step is derived from the fragment of the Sun-Chasing Divine Art. Your current practice of the Tengyun Artifact is a lineage. If you have the opportunity in the future, you may be able to complete the Sun-Chasing Divine Art.

It's amazing. It can rival the ancient witch and chase the sun with her body!"

The elder guarding the pavilion said with a smile, then took out the jade slip of Tengyun Jue and handed it to Lin Yun.

Is this the Purple Mansion Scroll of the Qixuan Step?

Lin Yun's eyes flashed. His sword skills and physical body are now considered top-notch, but he is just the shortcoming of body skills.

This Cloud Art should be enough to make up for it.

He had seen many extremely powerful body movements in that beast tide that was rare in a thousand years. Not to mention the ruthless people like Wu Xiaotian. The big disciples of Qin Yang and other overlord forces were much more skillful than him. If they really fought, they would definitely suffer a loss.

"This body technique is quite mysterious. If you first enter the purple palace, it will be difficult to comprehend. You can understand it with your current cultivation level, but it will be just right. It will be much smoother to practice. Hurry up and take a look."

The elder guarding the pavilion smiled.

Lin Yun nodded and put the jade slip on his eyebrows.

boom!

A magnificent picture suddenly appeared in my mind, which was a white-clothed roar, and her body was filled with a heavy blow

The flash appeared in the vast sky. His steps were extremely mysterious, ethereal and invisible, and it was unpredictable.

There was a golden light rippling between the steps, and the arms were stretched out like the wings of the golden crow. The afterimage of the golden light condensed, as it overlapped and spread, was like countless golden feathers flapping, making the clanging sound of Kunlun jade breaking, which was the golden crow roaring.

Lin Yun stared at the old man's strange body movements. He could barely keep up at the beginning, but gradually it became extremely difficult.

In the end, the old man stepped in the void, like a flying cloud and a fog, and as he flickered, it was like a real golden crow sprinting in the clouds, like a storm of lightning flashing.

The golden crow spread its wings and trembled, as if the barriers in the void were pierced.

Flying the clouds and fog, chasing the sun with your body!

The picture gradually disappeared, and Lin Yun's eyes were flashing with all kinds of golden lights, a little confused. After two hours, the golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated and returned to his usual agility. He obviously gained a lot.

"Thank you senior!"

Lin Yun was overjoyed. This body technique was indeed amazing.

The old man guarding the pavilion laughed. It would be great that Lin Yun could see it. After all, he was going to represent Jiange to attend the dragon feast.

The stronger the strength, the more beneficial it is to the sect.

As time passed, Lin Yun was practicing the Tengyun Art in the depths of the Sword Pavilion.

A thousand miles a day, rapid progress.

Seven days later.

Outside the territory of the Great Qin Empire, two figures slowly fell down. They came from the Xuanyang Palace in Youzhou, one old and one young.
To be continued...