Lin Yun saw the Fuyun Master who had been waiting for a long time. This old guy was as unfathomable as before. His sword intent was even more terrifying. His sword intent, which was close to the fourth-grade Tongtian sword intent, seemed extremely slim in front of the other side.
During this period, Lin Yun had a clearer understanding of the division of Kunlun Realm.
No matter where the Dragon Vein Realm is placed, it is considered a strong person. It is a realm that ordinary people will never reach in their lifetime. The strength of the Divine Dragon Nine Veins, buying one condensation line will change through the sky and the earth.
Cang Xuan Mansion, which is a drop in the ocean in the East Wilderness, is actually not small at all, and the entire Xuanhuang Realm may not be able to compare.
In Cangxuan's Mansion, those who can have the cultivation level of the Divine Dragon Realm are only the number of hands.
Even for the four major sects of Cangxuan Mansion, most of the elders are Divine Pill Realm Venerables. If they can have the cultivation level of the Dragon Vein Realm, they can already be comparable to the master sect. If they leave the sect, they can dominate the Cangxuan Mansion.
The Fuyun Sect in front of you not only has the cultivation of the Nine Dragon Veins, but also has incredible sword intent.
The dragon vein he condensed was so majestic that it was unimaginable. The powerful man from the ninth vein of the Divine Dragon who was of the same realm would not be able to hold on in front of him even if he had a single encounter.
Lin Yun was surprised in his heart that such a person, even if he looked at the entire Eastern Wilderness, could have a place in the ancient world, and it would never be unknown.
But he only served as the head of the Fuyun Sword Sect, such a "small place", and there are many strange things.
"You guys are really sitting there. I don't take the initiative to look for you. You have made up your mind to ignore me. You have been in my Fuyun Sword Sect for almost two months, and I haven't been here to pay tribute once...
…” When Master Fuyun saw Lin Yun arrive, he smiled half true and half false.
Lin Yun smiled in his heart. This old guy was so mysterious that the more he understood, the less he was reluctant to say hello to him.
But now it seems that it is impossible to avoid it anyway.
"Old guy, are you asking me for something?" Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile.
The leader Fuyun didn't care about his rudeness and said with a smile: "It's natural that there is something wrong with you, it's almost two months since your cultivation level has just broken through the seventh level of Tianpo. A year later, I'm afraid I can't explain to Feng Jue.
…”
Lin Yun comes from the lower world. He is different from the people in the great world. He has a lot of potential that has not been fully tapped.
He is extraordinary, even if he does not have any chance, his cultivation will improve rapidly when he comes to Kunlun. Normally, he should have been promoted to Star Lord long ago, not to mention that he has reached the top of the Holy Sword Mountain.
Such an encounter is extraordinary!
Lin Yun's eyes flashed. This old guy should be able to see that I had plans to attack Qihua Juding.
Without explaining, Lin Yun watched the change and waited for the other party to continue talking.
"It's not that simple to hit the Qihua Gathering Top... I have accumulated enough foundation, and it's also a question whether the body can hold it up. The True Dragon Sacred Liquid in your hand should be almost consumed."
The head of Fuyun said with a smile, his eyes seemed to be able to see through all the secrets of Lin Yun.
This old guy is really amazing!
Lin Yun's heart sank. His True Dragon Sacred Liquid was indeed almost consumed. The Canglong Sacred Heavenly Art was stuck in the fourth level and could not be promoted.
The sword technique and sword technique have not been improved well, let alone the cultivation foundation, but the physical body has progressed quite slowly. When the True Dragon Saint Liquid is not enough, it is almost stagnant compared to other aspects of progress.
"Do you have the True Dragon Sacred Liquid?"
A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.
With the opponent's body skills and strength, it is strange that nothing is wrong. Not only did he ask nonsense, he also directly revealed the information he needed for the True Dragon Sacred Liquid.
The Fuyun Master did not speak. He took out a scroll and said lightly: "A name of five drops of True Dragon Sacred Liquid, the top twenty-five drops!"
Lin Yun opened the book and took a look, and immediately took a breath. All of them were evil cultivators, and all of them were Star Lords without exception.
As for the name at the top, his cultivation has reached the Galaxy Realm, which is better than most of the personal disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect.
"You are making things difficult for me."
Lin Yun glanced at the other party and said angrily.
He is just a seventh level of Tianpo, but it is not a big problem to deal with ordinary warriors in ordinary Star Yuan realm. However, there are ordinary people in evil cultivators, at least they can compare with the sect's personal disciples.
As for the name above, except for Ye Ziling, other personal disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect are hard to be sure of winning.
It is even more difficult to kill.
Defeating a person is completely different from killing a person.
For example, Lin Yun may not be Ye Ziling's opponent at the moment, but there is no possibility that the other party wants to kill him.
The evil cultivator is cunning and cruel, and does evil for a long time without dying. He must have extremely strong means of saving his life.
"Do you accept it?" Master Fuyun ignored it and said lightly.
"certainly."
Does Lin Yun have a reason to refuse? There was no such thing as he spoke, and carefully put the scroll away.
The Fuyun Master smiled and said, "Remember that you either don't move any of them or kill them all, otherwise one of the masters of the name is still alive. You can't get a drop of True Dragon Sacred Liquid! You can't get a drop of it!
”
Lin Yun's cheeks twitched, and he held the scroll for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Old man, you are no longer making things difficult for me, you are trying to kill me."
This old man intentionally put pressure on him since the first day he entered the sect, and now he is trying to kill himself again.
The Fuyun Master touched his beard and chuckled softly: "You kid don't know how high the sky is, and you don't know how terrible it is to hit the Seven Flowers Gathering Top. Don't think you have something to do on the road to heaven, relying on a Nine-Leaf Holy Fruit
, you can succeed. It is far from the difference. Even if you cut all these names, the True Dragon Holy Liquid you get is far from enough."
"Anyway, they are dead, and these evil cultivators have grudges with the Fuyun Sword Sect. How much you can kill is considered to be doing things for the Fuyun Sword Sect, and it is also worthy of death."
Swish!
Lin Yun put away the scroll in one breath, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "That may disappoint you. I will kill these names without leaving any one. I am also absolutely sure if I gather the seven flowers.
Not dead!”
In front of this old man, he really doesn't want to be underestimated.
This sword is born extraordinary, so we are not a thing in the pool, so let’s see!
...
After leaving the main hall of the sect, a cold wind blew across the top of the mountain. Lin Yun woke up a lot and couldn't help but smile and said, "This cowhide is really a bit big."
Just as Lin Yun was about to go down the mountain, a piano sounded from afar, whispering the sea of clouds along the breeze and reaching Lin Yun's ears.
Miss Luo is playing the piano again?
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, I'll go and order wine.
Above the sea of clouds, golden light flashed on Lin Yun's body. He activated the nine transformations of the golden crows. After a few breaths, he passed through the sea of clouds and landed on the peak with melodious sound of the piano.
The woman in white in the pavilion was playing the piano intently. Lin Yun heard it and took out the purple jade bamboo flute and started playing it.
He hesitated for a moment, and then he played the artistic conception of the dust light sword technique in his hand.
It was not the first time the two of them played a piano and flute together. They found their own rhythm in a short while. The piano and flute sound looked like two phoenixes blooming different colors, but they complemented each other, surrounded by the mountains and above the clouds.
Resounding.
Where does the flowers come from and where do I come from?
The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the wood leaves are windy.
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the silk rain is as thin as sorrow.
There is nothing in the world, I will give you a white horse hoof.
The artistic conception of the Dust Light Sword Technique was perfectly played under Lin Yun's flute sound, and the woman in white flashed with strange colors. This was a tune that Lin Yun had never played before. She quickly fiddled with her ten fingers, and the sound of the piano became warm.
It is charming, without the usual calmness and calmness.
Then it was like a sudden sound of a piano, as if a flying geese broke through the nine heavens, hung straight on the sky, and broke through the stars.
Lin Yun had a smile in his eyes, saying that it was hard to find a soulmate, but Miss Luo seemed to understand him even better than him. When he played this song for the first time, the other party responded so easily.
The sound of the flute became high, Lin Yun’s tune changed, and his heart was filled with passion.
I came from the sky, and the flowers rose from the palm of my palm.
A thought of dust is gone and the light is born, illuminating thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers!
Flowers bloom thousands of miles above the clouds and mists, and the breeze blows by, and the green light is like the sea, the blue sea and the sky, and thousands of miles are endless. A brilliance shines on the nine heavens.
Lin Yun put down the purple jade divine bamboo flute, and then he felt a little depressed and completely relaxed.
"liquor!"
He saw the wine that had been prepared on the table, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He strode forward, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.
Good wine!
After drinking it all in one gulp, Lin Yun was filled with joy and shouted joy.
"Today, Xiaoyin's mood has changed a lot. Mr. Lin has something to do in his heart?" the woman in white asked softly.
Lin Yun did not hide it, and informed him of what he had just talked with the head teacher, and took out the scroll at the same time.
The woman in white took the scroll and looked at it for a while, and said softly: "If you fight him head-on, you will not have a 30% chance of winning. The difference in cultivation is too big, but if you use Xiao to fight the sword, you will have a chance of winning.
There are still some."
"It is hard for anyone to defeat the peak-to-perfect Tongtian sword intent. Your Tongtian sword intent has been completed by the Holy Sword Mountain, and it seems to be integrated with the power of the Canglong, which is far beyond the reach of the martial will of the same realm."
Lin Yun looked at the other party in surprise. He didn't tell the other party about these things, and the leader Fuyun might not be able to guess.
This woman is amazing and deserves to be a family of saints from the ancient realm.
"Miss Luo understands me. After all, it is a bad luck to go there. However, it is no regret to drink such good wine before leaving!" Lin Yun smiled generously and drank the remaining wine in one gulp.
"If you like it, then come back alive and I can prepare whatever you want to drink."
Under the white gauze, the woman smiled softly, as if she was reminded and as if she was tempted.
"Any wine is OK?"
"It will be all right."
"Then I want to drink the thousand-year-old fire!" Lin Yun said with a smile.
"Can!"
Lin Yun said casually, but unexpectedly, the other party answered calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Awesome, the family of saints is really amazing.
"Then it seems that I have to come back alive." Lin Yun laughed a few times, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and looked at the other party and said, "I only know that the girl's surname is Luo, but I don't know what her name is.
”
"I'm a good person, a famous flower!"
Luohua, such a strange name, Lin Yun muttered in his heart, and immediately thought of the saying, it was the beautiful scenery in Jiangnan, and I met you again in the season of falling flowers.
"Actually, my other name is also related to flowers." Lin Yun smiled. What he said was naturally the burial flower dam.
"oh?"
Luo Hua looked over curiously.
Lin Yun smiled and left without explaining.
On the road to heaven, once the name of the Burial Flower Prince appears, it will be bloody. On the road to heaven, the Burial Flower Prince only needs a sword to kill people.
Now in this Kunlun era, the reputation of the Burial Flower Prince should be revealed slightly.