When the chorus and flute ensemble was finished, the two met in the old place.
Luo Hua had already sat on the pavilion on the top of the mountain, and looked around and there was a vast cloud of white clouds.
"Thousand-year-old fire!"
Lin Yun saw the wine placed on the table, his eyes lit up and quickly stepped forward to open it.
"Congratulations to Brother Lin, I have successfully attacked the Qihuas and gathered the top, and prepared a little wine." Luo Hua smiled gently under the white gauze hat.
Lin Yun was shocked. This Luohua was really a big deal. The thousand-year-old fire of the Mo family seemed endless in her hands.
"Drink mine today."
Lin Yun smiled, put away the thousand-year-old fire, and took out a pot of special wine from his storage bag.
There are many dragon wines hidden in his storage bag, which are rare famous wines for ordinary people, but they are much inferior to the thousand-year-old fire.
"What kind of wine is this?"
Luo Hua's voice was a little strange.
Lin Yun understood this quite well and smiled and said, "This is not a good wine, but it has great significance to me?"
"oh?"
Luo Hua's voice was full of curiosity, "I hope to hear it carefully."
"This wine is called Phoenix Platform. I remember playing the flute on the Phoenix Platform. I was afraid that the separation would be painful, so I still have to say so much. I have to lose weight. I am not drying ice wine, nor sad about autumn. I miss Wuling people far away, and smoke locks Qin Tower.
Only the flowing water in front of the building should be remembered by me, staring at me all day long. Wherever I look, who will share the joys and sorrows of this life with me?"
After a slight pause, Lin Yun smiled and said, "This is the wine she gave me. I have always kept it and I can't bear to drink it. One drink will be less. If you want to celebrate the success of the Qihua Gathering, drink this bar."
"So that's it, is she the girl who left that strand of love?"
Luo Hua pointed to Lin Yun's finger and laughed softly.
"Yes."
Lin Yun poured the wine, smiled slightly, and admitted generously.
"Give."
The two clinked their glasses and drank them all in one go.
"Only the flowing water in front of the building, I should think of me, staring all day long. Wherever I look, who share the joys and sorrows of this life with me? It seems that there are many people who can't help but she is cold in her heart, and few people understand."
After drinking, Luohua said lightly, the sound was like beautiful jade constantly colliding, and the sound was like jade breaking.
"I understand!"
A obsession flashed in Lin Yun's eyes and said in a deep voice: "She is standing too high."
“How high.”
"Maybe taller than the sky..."
Lin Yun smiled and didn't care.
"so?"
"That's why I worked so hard, just to be able to share the joys and sorrows of this life with her one day."
Lin Yun showed a smile on his lips, and there was a lot of passion in his heart, all of which were between this smile.
The two of them drank and chatted too happily that Lin Yun almost forgot that it was. When they were drunk, Lin Yun just rang out, took out the secret key of Kuxuan, and handed it over and said, "Miss Luo is from the Saint."
Aristocratic family can recognize this thing.”
"The secret key of the remnant mystery."
Luohua's voice changed slightly, which seemed a little surprised.
She stared at her for a long time and said, "Three thousand years ago, the Nine Emperors emerged from nowhere, suppressed the world, swept across the world, rebuilt the Dragon Empire, and became a myth. But the story of the Nine Emperors has not ended here, and everyone has their own different endings.
... Among them, Emperor Nan is the most sad. He has been trapped in love all his life and became obsessed with love. His fate in his later years was extremely sad and he always wanted to resurrect his beloved wife."
"South
The Emperor is the only emperor among the Nine Emperors who is certain to have fallen. As his successor, the Great Sage Kuxuan was chased by many people back then, and even others among the Nine Emperors took action."
Lin Yun said in surprise: "Why?"
"The Southern Emperor had three secret treasures during his lifetime, one was the life and death chart hidden in the gate of hell, the second was the destiny of heaven, and the third was the dragon bone. The three treasures, no matter which one would make other emperors moved. Some people said that the three treasures were the most important treasures.
In the tomb of the Southern Emperor, some people say that it is in the hands of the Great Saint of Kuxuan, but no one knows where the tomb of the Southern Emperor is, so we can only find him."
Luo Hua sighed softly: "But it was later proved that there was no treasure among the Great Saint of Kuxuan. He survived but was also severely injured. After that, he was chased by enemies all the way and died in the sea of clouds. The Kuxuan
The island is his place of transformation.”
"I see."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed and he muttered to himself softly.
"But even if there are not three treasures of the Southern Emperor, the inheritance of the Great Sage of Kuxuan alone is enough to make many people excited. Therefore, over the years, people have been secretly looking for the secret key of Kuxuan. Only by obtaining this key can they get it.
The inheritance of the Great Saint of Kuxuan.”
Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun and pondered: "Where did you get this secret key?"
"Thunder Demon Sword."
Lin Yun told the truth and explained the process in detail.
"He is the abandoned son of Xuantian Sect? From this point of view, he was kicked out of Xuantian Sect and was just a secret person. He came to Cangxuan Mansion to find the secret key of Kuxuan under the order of someone from Xuantian Sect.
The name of Thunder Demon Sword is just a cover he deliberately created..."
Luo Hua handed back the secret key of Kui Xuan and chuckled softly: "I just didn't expect that you would encounter him and meet the unreasonable existence of the Burial Flower Master."
"Is there any? I'm very reasonable."
Lin Yun held the secret key, his thoughts were like lightning.
He suddenly remembered that he had encountered several extremely dangerous ambushings while walking as a burial flower boy.
In the past, he regarded it as a move by Tianxing Pavilion, but now he thought that it might be the move by the manipulator behind the Xuantian Sect.
Fortunately, he was cautious on weekdays and had not revealed his identity as a burial flower boy.
Otherwise, it may not be safe even if you stay in Fuyun Sword Sect.
"Wait, I have seen Kuxuan Island from afar. The storms around it are said that even the saints cannot get close to. Even if you have the secret key, what's the use of not being able to reach Kuxuan Island?" Lin Yun suddenly thought of something and was busy.
Said.
"Maybe, someone has figured out something."
Luo Hua said calmly: "It is reported that the ninth-grade Holy Master can watch stars and divine calculations. As for the Tianxuan Master, he can even see the secrets of heaven. Perhaps... the ban on Kuxuan Island will change, after all, Kuxuan Da
Since the saint has left behind his inheritance, he must look for someone with destiny, and it is impossible for him to stay away from people."
Lin Yun suddenly realized and felt a lot of doubts in his heart, and then he solved them.
If the ban on Kuxuan Island really changes, the secret key of Kuxuan in his hand will become a crucial prop.
But there are still some deeper doubts, which become confusing and thought-provoking.
"Thank you for your advice!"
Lin Yun said.
"Why do you and me need to care about these?" Luo Hua smiled slowly, and the wind was light and the clouds were quiet.
"Then I'll punish myself for one cup."
Lin Yun raised his wine glass and drank it all in one go.
...
After returning from Luohua, Lin Yun looked solemn.
He had some secrets in his heart and did not tell the other party.
He has a tiger in his hand
According to Mr. Hong, this was taken out of the tomb of the Southern Emperor. But Luohua also said that no one knows where the tomb of the Southern Emperor is, so where does Mr. Hong know.
Besides, did Mr. Hong really have such strong strength back then?
Even one of the Nine Emperors, the Southern Emperor, dared to break into the tomb, which was a bit terrible.
Could it be that I heard it wrong, or that I just had a duplicate name, this Southern Emperor is not the Southern Emperor?
But Lin Yun clearly remembered that the letter Mr. Hong left him said that the pictures of tiger smelling roses he saw were all evil ghosts in hell, and he was even injured by the sword light inside.
Lostly, this is somewhat similar to the life and death catalog mentioned by Luo Hua.
The Gate of Hell is hidden in the Life and Death Catalog, and the Tiger Sniffs the Rose Picture, and you can just see the evil ghosts in hell.
Could it be that the scroll in my hand is really a life and death catalog? One of the three most treasures of the Southern Emperor?
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Yun felt his scalp numb, which was a bit scary. Since he learned the Chen Guang Sword Technique in the scroll, Lin Yun has left the rose scroll idle for a long time.
Because with his strength, he cannot reveal other secrets.
Holding the rose scroll in his palm, Lin Yun looked solemn. He looked at the scroll and felt a little afraid.
If this scroll is really a life and death catalog, then Mr. Hong's strength back then should be extremely terrifying at least he is a saint. If even the saint becomes a useless person, with my current strength, even if I really discover the secret, I am afraid it will be a dead end.
.
After thinking about it, Lin Yun put the scroll back in, there was no need to take this risk.
The catalog of life and death, the destiny of heaven, and the dragon bones.
Lin Yun recited the three most important treasures of the Southern Emperor, among which there was no Burial Flower Sword. Uh, it seemed that it made sense.
The Burial Flower Sword should have been given to him by Emperor Nan’s wife.
Half a lifetime of duckweed follows the passing water, and a night of cold rain buried famous flowers.
The soul is Liumian's blowing and shattering. You go and I stay, two autumns!
Lin Yun whispered the poem he heard softly, and suddenly became shocked. He stood up suddenly and looked at the flower burial sword in his hand, his expression changed drastically.
Madon, it's real!
As Luo Hua said, Emperor Nan was trapped in love in his later years and was hurt by love, and he was always obsessed with resurrecting his wife.
But people cannot be resurrected by death. This is a truth that even Lin Yun can understand. He is destined to be futile and destined to be hurt for this. He is self-confidence and is a prison for drawing the ground.
The soul is Liu Mian blowing and wanting to break, you go and I stay, two autumns. Isn’t this poem just used to describe Emperor Nan... or it was made for himself. The infinite sadness in it is said to Luo Hua
The Southern Emperor in his later years was perfectly matched.
I'm so sad!
Lin Yun couldn't calm down, and he felt lingering fear and shivering.
Thinking of the rose scroll that he had comprehended countless times in the past, perhaps the life and death catalog hidden in the Gate of Hell, he couldn't calm down.
When I thought of the burial of flowers in my hand, it might be the sword of Emperor Nan that year, I was even more confused.
"If Kuxuan Island is opened, I will have to go there anyway..."
Lin Yun took a deep breath, and he had an idea in his mind that he had never had before. The inheritance of the Great Saint of Kuxuan could not fall into the hands of others.
Perhaps there is news about the tomb of the Southern Emperor. If this is true, it would be better to keep it in your own hands.
The tomb of the Southern Emperor was buried with him and his wife, so he would definitely not want to be disturbed by future generations.
You go and I stay, two autumns!
Lin Yun looked at the flower burial sword in his hand, feeling lost and full of emotion. He sighed softly: "I have not let you down over the years, otherwise I would be sorry for your origin."