Seeing Lin Yun so sincere, Bai Shuying looked a little calmer, but she did not get close to the other party and still kept a distance of three feet.
"You don't have to explain this to me."
Bai Shuying looked at Lin Yun and said seriously: "No matter whether you are a real prodigal son or not, since your swordsmanship has awakened, please cherish it."
"I know very well who Wang Muyan is. No one can get a bargain from her. Many people who are close to her have become playthings, and all their great talents are useless."
Lin Yun was a little stunned and looked a little surprised when he looked at Bai Shuying.
But after thinking about it, this is indeed the other person's personality.
To be fair, Bai Shuying has a clear distinction between love and hate, and has a righteous personality in the past. She hated Ye Qingtian so much.
But because he agreed to Master, he put down this matter. Lin Yun himself would not have such a mind.
Lin Yun pretended to be sad and said, "Is it just like that?"
"What about that?"
Bai Shuying raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't think that if you are playing tricks and saying some weird words, I will treat you differently."
Lin Yun smiled embarrassedly and said, "Senior Sister is right."
"You don't know what you've experienced this year. Although your character has not changed, it's not that annoying."
Bai Shuying whispered: "Now the Great Sage Longyun has accepted you as your disciple. Please do it yourself in the future. It is best to deal with the Holy Maiden in the Sky."
After she said that, she left lightly, coming and going like the wind, which made Lin Yun feel ashamed.
When she is not angry, Bai Shuying is actually quite cute.
Lin Yun hugged his chest and stared at him, "I don't know if Wang Muyan let Ye Qingtian lurk in the Holy Immortal Pool for the secret of Bai Shuying or the secret of the Holy Immortal Pool itself."
"Did the Saint Youlan take the initiative to talk to you?"
Suddenly, a man appeared without warning and asked without any sign.
Lin Yun was shocked and Chen Zhong didn't know what appeared.
I don’t know if it’s because of the poor vigilance, or if Chen Zhong has no malice, or if Chen Zhong’s strength is indeed terrifying.
He appeared silently and asked in a daze.
Before Lin Yun woke up, Chen Zhong continued, "Don't argue, I saw it just now, Saint Youlan is with you."
Lin Yun walked forward and said lightly: "So what, what does it have to do with you?"
Chen Zhong, who was determined to marry the saint, almost collapsed when Lin Yun looked so lightly.
"Why didn't you react at all?"
"What are you going to do? Haven't you ever talked to her? There are so many people in Youlanyuan, who haven't said a few words to her, it's inexplicable."
"Be proactive, the key is to take the word proactive, how do you do it!"
Before, Lin Yun was entangled with Chen Zhong, but now he turned around and entangled with Lin Yun all the way.
"I really can't figure it out. Apart from being good-looking, I can't compare to you."
Chen Zhong said slightly depressed.
Isn't this enough?
Lin Yun couldn't help but smile and said, "Want to know the reason? I'll ask you something, tell me, I'll tell you."
"you say."
Chen Zhong immediately said.
Lin Yun said curiously: "What's going on with the Netherworld Qi in your body?"
Chen Zhong sighed and smiled and said, "I thought you were asking, this is the Netherworld Sword Art, inheriting the Netherworld Hall. The Netherworld Hall was a branch of the Sword Sect before, and the Netherworld Sword Art was considered to be expanded on the Shenxiao Sword Art.
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“Extended?”
A doubt flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, it turned out to be a broken book.
"If you practice the Shenxiao Sword Technique to the peak and completeness, you can practice the Taixuan Sword Classic. Of course, there is no such thing as the Nether Palace, so you transform the Shenxiao Sword Technique and combine some magical skills to create the Nether Sword Technique."
Chen Zhong continued: "The Netherworld Sword Technique is all-encompassing and is the foundation of the establishment of the Netherworld Palace. If I practice the Netherworld Sword Technique, I will naturally have the Netherworld energy."
"I see."
Lin Yun suddenly realized that he had heard about some things about the Nether Palace, which was a super sect under the Demon Sect.
After all, it was the decline of the Sword Sect, and the Netherworld Palace established its own sect.
"It's your turn." Chen Zhong said expectantly.
"Didn't you say it?"
"What did I say?"
"It's enough to look good. Many times, the answer is simpler than you think."
Lin Yun patted Chen Zhong's shoulder and said earnestly.
Chen Zhong lost his mind and stood there without moving for a long time.
Isn't this guy taking it seriously?
It's weird and weird.
Lin Yun shook his head, ignored him and continued to walk forward.
Soon, he came to the third level.
Thousands of meters ahead of him were thirty-six wooden houses, with wind leaking and empty.
But each wooden house exudes the light of sword intent, soaring straight into the sky, like thirty-six ancient swords standing across the mountainside.
It is daunting and you can't help but stand still.
Lin Yun observed that the two of them were dim, and it was probably Wang Muyan and Bai Shuying who entered.
He found that these wooden houses were not simple. The reason why they were not simple was that they were too simple and could be seen at a glance.
It is really clear at a glance. Lin Yun doesn't even need to release his sword intent. He can see the simple furnishings inside with his naked eyes alone.
Empty and ordinary.
But the more this happened, Lin Yun became cautious and did not rashly enter it, but observed it outside.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun didn't see that.
"This level is very difficult. Ninety percent of the saints are stuck in this level, and I was also stuck in this level back then."
The sound of Chen Zhong came from his ears. Lin Yun looked back and found that his expression had returned to normal and became cold again.
"It's okay?" Lin Yun asked casually.
Chen Zhong sighed lightly: "I knew there was no hope for a long time, but I felt relieved when I got the answer. Besides, I was destined to be with the sword in my life and be lonely. There is nothing wrong with it. I have long been used to it."
Lin Yun was silent for a long time and said seriously: "Actually, you can really consider what I said before."
"What's the matter?"
"Women are not good, you can try men. You don't have to find a saint, but the saint son is OK. Isn't there a saint son in Daoyang Palace?"
"roll!"
Chen Zhong cursed with a dark face.
Lin Yun changed the topic and said with a smile: "How did you fail back then?"
"I don't know, after entering, I lit an incense, and after the incense is burned, I will come out."
"Not?"
"It's gone."
Lin Yun was silent for a while and said, "Do you know how many levels of the highest person have reached?"
Chen Zhong said: "There are very few saints who can reach the fourth level of heaven, and there are very few saints who can reach the fifth level of heaven. As for the sixth level of heaven, there are only one or two monsters."
"It's harder than I thought, what about the Nine Heavens?"
Lin Yun asked.
Chen Zhong did not answer directly, and he whispered: "It should not be possible in the past eight hundred years. I don't remember anything outside the Nine Heavens."
"It seems that there is no possibility of going through the Ninth Heaven at once." Lin Yun pinched his chin and said softly.
Chen Zhong looked at him like a monster and said, "You are so crazy... you are confident that you are just dead in the Xuan Realm. Don't say that you have reached the top of the third heaven, it would be exaggerating to be able to pass this level at this moment."
"Is this level? I almost have the answer."
In Chen Zhong's surprised expression, Lin Yun casually walked into a wooden house, but Chen Zhong hesitated and did not dare to make a decision too quickly.
When I entered the wooden house, it was as empty and clean as I saw.
There was nothing but a futon and an incense burner.
Lin Yun looked at the incense burner and did not mean to go, but sat on the cushion himself.
This level has nothing to do with the incense burner, and there is no time limit.
What tests is understanding and one's own kendo attainments, and the answer lies in the wooden house itself.
It’s empty, and the postgraduate entrance examination is just a loophole.
It depends on how much you can forget!
Lin Yun was very confident. His guess would never be wrong. Even if he knew, whether he could do it was another matter.
The light of the sword intent fell on him through the crack of the door, forming mottled light and shadows.
With the intertwined light and shadow, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, looked like a little bit like a Taoist monk.
The light of these swords shines on him, and Lin Yun feels very comfortable, like a baby soaked in a warm holy spring.
As time passed, light shone in Lin Yun’s eyebrows, and light spots emanated from it.
Soon these light spots disappeared in the air. These were the accumulations he had been walking along the way, and the sword art he had realized from the innate realm.
At that time, they were all treasures and brought him supreme help, but now it seems that there are many things that are wrong.
Some things are accumulated too complicated, so you have to forget them and leave only the purest insights into swordsmanship.
It is indeed very difficult. These sword insights have already penetrated into the bone marrow, flowed into the blood, and even engraved on the soul.
Lin Yun guessed that he should not forget everything, and it would be almost the same as meeting a certain standard.
Forget it all, he can't do it for a while. That should be a state that only his master has.
Wash all the dew and return to nature.
As time passed, more and more light spots scattered in Lin Yun's body, and the sword heart in his body became more and more pure, as clean as crystal.
His sword heart became smaller and smaller, and eventually turned from an invisible existence into a substantial "sword pill".
The silver sword ball is the size of a fingernail, and it is just around his heart and can even beat slightly like a heart.
rustle!
The mottled light and shadow in the wooden house continued to merge and wriggle, and finally turned into the figure of an old man in white.
Lin Yun sensed the existence of this person and immediately opened his eyes, and his eyes became clearer.
He felt that his sword skills had not made any progress, his body became much lighter, and even the sword intent of the sky was not that thick.
If the sword intent of the sky that was perfect in the past was the boiling magma that could be thrust away at any time, it now turned into a calm and clear lake.
"senior."
Lin Yun saw the old man and spoke immediately.
The old man with white hair picked up a lit incense and looked at Lin Yun and said, "You are only so old and you have mastered the true sword heart. It's incredible. If I were still here, I would definitely accept you as my disciple and teach a peerless sword saint.
...No, I have taught a Supreme Sword Emperor."
Lin Yun said calmly: "Senior, what I want to take is the path of the Sword God."
The face of the white-haired old man instantly fell down, and snorted coldly, saying angrily: "You really can pretend, why don't you go to heaven? Young man, tell you the truth, you failed this level."