Qin Yun didn't expect that his smile could be so lethal. He used the Yunlong Body Technique and used the second-level Snake Shedding Realm secrets to instantly increase his speed to an extreme beyond what he had ever seen before.
Supported by the incomparably powerful Xiantian Qi, Qin Yun's figure turned into an ethereal gray shadow, silently sliding down the stone steps, passing hundreds of steps in a snap.
In less than half a stick of incense, Qin Yun returned from the top of Xuantian Peak to the foot of the mountain, and kept moving towards Roulan City.
When Qin Yun was going down the mountain, in a secret cave near the summit on the north side of Xuantian Peak, an old man in gray robe with long hair hanging to the ground slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as the abyss.
He moved his lips and uttered a few inaudible words: "Little guy, you run quite fast."
After finishing speaking, the old man in gray robe closed his eyes again, and his whole person suddenly seemed to have turned into a stone statue, no longer alive.
Qin Yun didn't know that his every move was being watched by others, so he quickly returned to Roulan City as he ran all the way.
He went straight to Tiancheng Courtyard and took out the Black Pearl from the stable. Without saying goodbye to Zuo Ci, Wei Feng and others, he quietly left Roulan City with a caravan and embarked on the journey to Xiangshuiji.
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This was an arrangement that had been made in advance. Now Qin Yun is one of the most eye-catching figures in the entire Roulan City. As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. Even if the Beiming Sect is concerned about their face, who can guarantee that he will become the enemy of the Tiancheng Sword Sect?
Wouldn't the masters of Wumen secretly plot against Qin Yun?
After leaving the outer city, Black Pearl spread her hooves and ran towards the northeast like lightning.
This divine steed had already become bored after staying in Roulan City for a few days. Now that he finally left the city and returned to the vast grassland, the wild nature in his blood was completely released.
As a high-level spiritual beast, once Black Pearl lets go of its legs, its speed is extremely terrifying. It carries Qin Yun and sweeps past the official road like a strong wind, quickly leaving Roulan City far behind.
Facing the howling wind and feeling the speed of running through the clouds and mist, Qin Yun couldn't help but feel so happy that he couldn't help but raise his head and let out a long roar.
The roaring sound filled with powerful energy soared straight into the sky, breaking through the clouds and splitting the air, reaching far and wide.
.........North of Xihaizhou, Xiangshui Ji.
This city on the edge of the desert is ushering in a new day.
There were curls of smoke rising from the countless tents and earthen huts, the gentle morning breeze carried the neighing of cattle and sheep and the ringing of bells, and the jade-belt-like river flowed quietly, creating a peaceful scene.
Qin Yun jumped off the horse and led Black Pearl toward the white tower towering into the clouds in the distance.
In just one night, he ran from Roulan City to Xiangshuiji. Even though Black Pearl was a spiritual beast, he was very tired from running, with blood and sweat all over his body.
In order to avoid getting into trouble, Qin Yun even washed it in the river outside the city to remove dirt and sweat.
Xiangshuiji didn't seem to have changed much from when he left. Even though it was early morning, the streets were still bustling and lively, with herdsmen and business travelers everywhere.
Qin Yun spent a lot of effort before arriving in front of the famous Baita Temple in Xiangshuiji.
The vermilion door was closed tightly. Qin Yun tied the black pearl and went to knock on the door.
Squeak!
The door was opened quickly, and a bare head popped out quickly, and he said impatiently: "Our Baita Temple will not open until noon. If you want to worship Buddha, please come back in the afternoon to welcome the beauty back."
world!"
Qin Yun hurriedly said: "Master, I came here on an appointment to see Master Tenzin!"
The monk who opened the door sneered: "You want to see my master? That's impossible. My master has gone into retreat and refuses all visitors. You'd better invite him back!"
In seclusion? Qin Yun was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect that he had worked so hard to come here all night, but it was so unlucky.
Bang!
While he was hesitating, the monk closed the door.
Qin Yun shook his head helplessly. Although he wanted to meet Master Tenzin to resolve the doubts in his heart, he couldn't just call in and find him.
The trouble is, although Qin Yun can wait for another day or two, no one knows when Master Tenzin will come out of seclusion. On the other hand, he has promised Mingxiu to escort grain to Qinglan to relieve the victims.
Without trust, Qin Yun thought about it and decided to go back.
But just as he turned around to leave, the door of the temple suddenly opened again.
A young novice monk who was quite familiar to Qin Yun came out with a smile, bowed to Qin Yun and said: "Donor, my ancestor has been waiting for you for a long time, come with me!"
Qin Yun immediately gave up the idea of leaving and followed the other party into the temple.
The Baita Temple is very large. The Zen courtyard is lined with ancient trees. There are many monks in the majestic hall. You can faintly hear the Sanskrit singing coming from the hall, which makes people feel solemn.
He followed the young novice around the main hall, walked through the long pavilions and corridors, and finally came to the majestic white pagoda standing in the center of the temple.
The young novice monk said to Qin Yun: "Donor, my master is waiting for you on the top floor, please!"
Qin Yun nodded and walked into the White Tower, not worrying about any danger inside.
There was indeed no danger, but as soon as he entered, Qin Yun immediately felt a huge force descending on him, suppressing his cultivation level to the point where it was worse than even refining Qi!
There is no doubt that there is a forbidden array inside this white tower.
Qin Yun didn't care at all. Since this was the retreat for the eminent monks in the temple, it must be protected.
He walked up the stone stairs step by step. There were long lamps hanging on the walls of the stair passage, and the soft light illuminated all places.
What surprised Qin Yun secretly was that the higher he went up, the more pressure he felt. The power of the magic circle was increasing with his steps, and the actions that imprisoned him also tested his will.
Before he reached the halfway point, Qin Yun felt as if a thousand kilograms of weight were weighing on him, and every step he took became more difficult.
Under the heavy pressure, sweat kept oozing out from his forehead, dripping drop by drop on the polished stone steps, breaking into petals one after another.
If it were an ordinary person, faced with such terrible pressure, he would probably collapse to the ground and dare not walk any further.
But Qin Yun was not an ordinary person. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to use his magical skills to resist the pressure from the outside world, and moved towards a higher level with solid and steady steps.
When Qin Yun reached the twelfth floor of the White Tower, the invisible weight made it impossible for him to straighten his back. Reaching the top of the tower seemed to be an impossible task!
