Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Yun showed a hint of joy on his face.
Although compared with the white clouds and the strong winds of the nine heavens on the secret book, the mighty power of the dragon and tiger is so pitiful.
But in Lin Yun's opinion, it is completely enough.
With this move, even when facing a warrior in the eighth level of martial arts, Lin Yun is confident that he will not lose to the other party in terms of momentum.
Lin Yun was so excited that he could not express his feelings.
He successfully completed the martial arts in the innate residual book, and it only took two days.
If it spreads, I don’t know what kind of sensation it will cause.
Of course, it is more important to be able to be so smooth than insight.
First, his Tiger Fist is at its peak and there is also a mysterious scroll. It is said that no one in the entire sect can match him when it comes to using the power of tigers.
Second, in front of the Zhulong statue in the main hall of the sect, he successfully triggered a gathering of storms, which made him enlightened and truly understand the artistic conception.
Also, this dragon and tiger are powerful, and there are not many incomplete ones.
With the above conditions, even Lin Yun cannot be so smooth.
"Just just being awesome, it's so terrible. How amazing should it be when the Dragon and Tiger Fist is really implemented!"
Looking at the big tree in front of him that was cut off by the might of dragons and tigers, and washed over the ground like rain, Lin Yun exclaimed softly.
The Dragon and Tiger Fist is just for him, and it is perfectly matched.
Unfortunately, it is just a broken book, so it is not easy to learn a style of power.
In the next three days, Lin Yun was practicing the power of the dragon and tiger, not asking for whatever he wanted. At least he could perform it smoothly in desperate situations and achieve a small success within fifteen days.
The trump card that he finally found was a battle with Zhou Yun, adding a lot of confidence.
Of course, you have to grasp it well!
"Senior Brother Lin, I have your letter."
Five days passed in a flash, and Lin Yun, who had woken up early, suddenly received a letter.
"Who sent it to me?"
"The sender didn't say anything, senior brother, I'll say goodbye first."
The person who came smiled and left quickly without staying.
Strangely, in this Tianshui Kingdom, I have other acquaintances. The original owner's background was an orphan and had no relatives.
When Lin Yun opened the letter, he felt puzzled and resolved it with the flow.
Auction!
The letter was sent by Tong Hu, the boss of Wanbao Pavilion in Baishui City.
On that day, he had ten blood-flame bones he had placed in Tong Hu and had been sent to the auction hall and was about to start shooting soon.
"I almost forgot about this."
Lin Yun accepted the letter and thoughtfully. Blood Flame Bone can create a mysterious artifact Blood Flame Armor, which is of immeasurable value.
He had great expectations for this.
"It's a must."
After cleaning up, he left the sect.
Lin Yun, who had the wild goose technique, did not rent a horse from the sect, and directly rushed to the road with his body skills.
Travel during the day, exercise your body, and practice your practice at night
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When he was away, Lin Yun did not really relax and never forgot to practice hard.
The third level of pure yang skills can break through the fourth level in a short time.
There are five levels of pure yang skills, and the internal strength is known for its fierce and condensation, which is extremely difficult to practice.
But when he was not stingy with the blood-transforming pill and the lower-grade spirit stone, he made great progress and could definitely make a breakthrough within half a month.
If it is a blood flame bone, it can be sold at a high price.
When consuming a large amount of low-grade spirit stones, Pure Yang Gong may not be able to break through to the fifth level and reach the perfect state.
In addition, he observes mysterious scrolls every day to condense the charm of a tiger.
After four days, Lin Yun was able to see the outline of Baishui City from afar.
"I should be able to enter the city by day tomorrow."
Seeing that the sky was getting late, Lin Yun chose a secluded place and stopped rushing.
After using Pure Yang Power to restore the internal energy consumed during the day, Lin Yun took out the mysterious scroll.
There is a tiger in my heart, and I sniff the roses carefully!
Every time Lin Yun is seen, he can be stunned and think for a long time.
He actually doesn't understand what it means to have a tiger in his heart and sniff the rose carefully.
The scroll, unfolds little by little.
boom!
The wind sounded in his ears, and the tiger in the painting was like the past, roaring endlessly, rushing towards his soul, wanting to eat people.
Bang bang bang!
Every time I look at it, my heart feels like I'm hit hard, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.
Lin Yun is much better than before.
When he remembered that he didn't dare to look at it at first, he was so scared by the scroll.
At this moment, the tiger fist was quietly running, and he stared at the tiger that was constantly rushing towards him.
Immerse yourself in it and forget about it.
call out!
At some point, a little sword light burst out from the painting and detonated in front of his vision. The sword light illuminated all the night light in his eyes.
"Sword Light!"
Lin Yun exclaimed in his heart and almost threw away the scroll with excitement.
I saw it again, there was really a sword light!
Once, he saw a flash of sword light in the scroll, and he could not see it behind him.
He thought he had hallucinations, but today the sword light was re-excited, making him feel a little speechless.
Lin Yun held his breath, restrained his nervous mood, and suffered the tremendous pressure brought by the sword light.
Work hard and keep your inner peace.
If he wants to see, he must see clearly where this sword light comes from.
The sword light in front of him dissipated little by little, and his gaze gradually condensed into the scroll.
When the sword light completely disappeared, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and the scroll actually changed. There were more pictures in the center of the drawing paper that had never been seen before.
One more person.
The man was wearing a long green robe, with his body facing the side, holding a sword in his left hand, pointing to the sky from a distance. His right hand was opened and sent forward, with a rose blooming in his palm.
The whole person seems casual and calm, poetic and picturesque, free and unrestrained.
If there is one more person, the artistic conception of the picture will change completely.
The tiger in the painting still has a powerful voice, swallowing mountains and rivers, and rushing to the soul. But its goal has changed, not the forest cloud outside the painting, but the rose in the palm of the human palm.
In Lin Yun's mind, he could even imagine the next moment this fierce tiger was so angry that he was so angry.
Close your eyes and smell the scene of the fragrance of roses and flowers gentlely.
The tiger in the painting is very large, occupying most of the entire paper, and the person in the painting is only a little center.
But who is the master and who is the master can tell at a glance.
Just as Lin Yun was shocked, a sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and the person in the painting started to move.
"Where does the flowers come from!"
I saw the roses floating in his palm, and he took the sword with his right hand and danced in the air.
The flowers fell on the tip of the sword, and the dazzling light burst out. At this moment, he was casual and calm, as quiet as water.
An infinite sword burst out from his body, which was hundreds and thousands of times better than the previous tiger.
He is more dazzling than the stars. He has thousands of rays of light that can compete with the bright moon. It seems that the next sword falls, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will tremble under his sword.
But I couldn't see it. His sword was too fast, and Lin Yun couldn't even hear what he said.
When he collected his sword, the flowers fell, colorful and colorful, competing for beauty.
Suddenly, he looked back and smiled. This smile made all flowers lose their color.
The sword came out and leaped into the air.
The sky was filled with flowers and his sword turned into a tiger that swallowed mountains and rivers and rushed out of the scroll.
rock!
Lin Yun was startled, and the scroll fell to the ground, and suddenly woke up like a dream.
Looking up, the sky was filled with stars in the night.
Looking around, it was pitch black, where there were flowers and where there were people dancing swords.
Lin Yun was speechless, as if he was in a state of lordship.
For a moment, I didn't know where I was.
In my mind, the man turned around and had a sword, and the man was invincible.
It took him a long time to wake up and pick up the scroll.
Looking back, the tiger is still the same tiger, but there is really a person in front of the tiger. Flowers bloom in one hand and sword in the other hand. The tiger that swallows mountains and rivers, smells the fragrance of flowers, creates a huge contrast with its image.
It turned out that the person was there all the time, not because the picture had changed, but because his eyes were covered by tigers before.
You can't see the sword or the flowers, you can only see the tiger that eats people.
There is a tiger in my heart, and I sniff the rose carefully... Lin Yun felt something and benefited a lot.
What's even better is that there is a set of sword techniques hidden in the scroll, but that sword technique. No matter how he recalls it, he can only remember the words where the flower comes from.
Rush!
Lin Yun put away the scroll, unsheathed the flower sword, and kept practicing in the night without saying a word.
"Where are flowers starting from, where are flowers starting from!"
The sword light danced, and he kept muttering to himself, as if there were any demons.