Three hundred and eighty seventh chapter twists and turns
Chapter 387
The next morning, Lin Yun opened his eyes.
I just feel relaxed all over my body, and my internal and external injuries are not painful, and I am in a very stable state.
Before, he fought with people, in addition to terrifying external injuries, many internal injuries, and internal organs, all suffered trauma to varying degrees.
After a little movement, my whole body hurts.
But during the war, you can't control these things. After the war, all the pain will surge exponentially.
This awakening made him completely relax, and with the spiritual liquid in the gauze, his physical injuries had been healed by 50%.
Warriors do not need to sleep, they can meditate and practice.
For warriors, sleeping is often a luxury. Lin Yun has not slept for a while until now.
It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I don’t dare.
But in fact, sleep brings great benefits to the body, especially spiritual cultivation.
Lin Yun showed a smile on his face, but his senior sister thought about it attentively.
After getting up and put on my clothes, I saw that the large army had no sign of being dispatched, and guessed that I would leave at noon.
There was no rush at the moment, and took out four objects from the storage bag.
A bottle of Cold Cloud Pill, a pot of fourth-grade famous wine, a yellow hidden sword gourd, and an ancient treasure soldier named Remaining Blood.
After coming out of the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, there are countless treasures on him.
But in the end, he handed over all of them. The sect protected him thoroughly and fought against the four sects for his death. He would not have received no favors.
Besides, he has gained enough in the secret realm, and no one can compare to him.
Elder Zhijian asked him to choose at that time, and he chose Hanyun Dan, famous wine and hidden sword gourd.
The remaining blood sword was forced to him by the elder holding the sword.
Thinking of this, Lin Yun smiled, and the sect didn't want to see him suffer too much.
It is said that no one in Jiange uses a knife, but the value of this knife is something that you understand without saying much.
His cultivation level has been ineffective for a long time, and it is useless to ask for other elixirs.
However, the Zi Yuan Sword Technique is at the peak of the eighth level, and there is still a chance to go further. This Hanyun Pill will have a miraculous effect.
At present, what he is most interested in is this hidden sword gourd, which is a very rare secret treasure.
Secret treasures are different from treasure soldiers and armor, referring to various strange treasures, such as rings, Linglong Towers, mirrors and treasure tripods.
First, let this thing drop blood and recognize its owner and leave its own mark. Only then will this hidden sword gourd truly belong to him.
The hidden sword gourd, also known as the sword gourd, can improve the quality of the sword, and also allow the sword to accumulate sharpness, ready to go, and kill the enemy with the sword.
He opened the plug and suddenly a sharp and sharp aura gushed out of the narrow gourd's mouth.
In the camp, gusts of cold wind blew, and the howling was endless.
But he has nothing but his shape, and he does not have the sharpness and sharpness he imagines, and it is quite a bit too fond of use.
Lin Yun estimated that if he wanted this hidden sword gourd to truly use its wonderful function, he would probably have to spend a lot of spiritual jade to pay for some resources.
Without hesitation, he took out a second-grade spiritual jade and threw it in.
Click!
But Lingyu was in it, swaying for a few times, and then spitting it out after being crushed.
"this……"
Lin Yun pinched his chin and guessed in his heart that Lingyu would not be able to activate the treasure gourd.
His eyes swept and fell on this pot of fourth-grade famous wine.
A flash of inspiration in my mind took the wine over and poured it down at the mouth of the gourd.
Wow!
When the mellow and clear wine was poured into the gourd, the yellow hidden sword gourd suddenly emitted a blue precious light, crystal clear.
Trouble...
The fourth-grade famous wine is much rarer than Lingyu. It turns out that this gourd is a wine gourd.
After filling the wine in the pot, the hidden sword gourd became a little heavy in Lin Yun's hand.
But it is far from enough. Even one-tenth of the treasure gourd has a large capacity. The seemingly small gourd has a big appetite.
After thinking about it, I took out a few jars of monkey wine and filled ten jars before I filled half of the hidden sword gourd.
"It's almost enough."
Lin Yun thought to himself that the rest was to raise a sword, so the gourd had to store a sword.
In addition to the Burial Flower Sword, there were some Xuan soldiers in his storage bag. They all killed their opponents and left some miscellaneous items. He looked down on them but was a pity to throw them away.
Swish swish swish swish!
With a light pat on the storage bag, Lin Yun took out seven long swords in a row, all of which were middle-grade Xuan soldiers.
It is a good sword for the disciples of the sect.
"receive!"
He poured his true energy into the treasure gourd, and the hidden sword gourd suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful suction force gushed out.
But this suction force swept around the seven mysterious soldiers and stopped.
The sword trembled for a moment and calmed down.
Not enough grade?
Just when Lin Yun was confused, the light of the sword gourd in his hand burst into tears, and a powerful suction force fell on the remaining blood.
Sharp!
The faint light flashed, and the cold light overflowed. A flash of shocking fogs, and the remaining blood that had snatched the sheath and instantly entered the treasure gourd.
Lin Yun thought about it. It turned out that the gourd was of grade level, and Xuanbing didn't like it. As long as it was a treasure, no matter the sword, it would be taken away first.
Cover the plug, and as Lin Yun sensed, the breath of the remaining blood knife was constantly fusing with the treasure gourd.
In the gourd, there is an extremely mysterious formation activation, which tempers the residual blood knife soaked in the wine over and over again.
Lin Yun tried to sacrifice the sword in the gourd, but was subjected to resistance.
I think it's not time yet.
For a while, I was afraid that I would not be able to figure out the tricks. He guessed that the hidden sword gourd might have a great origin.
In the future, when his strength improves, he will always understand it slowly.
At noon, all members of Lingxiao Jiange set off and embarked on the road to return to the sect.
Lin Yun put away the sword-hiding gourd, rode the Blood Dragon Horse, and followed the team forward. Compared to his grand state, most of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion are injured.
Faced with the threats in the mountains of Nirvana, I had to be much more careful.
There are thunder and clouds in the sky, and the environment is harsh, and you can hear shrill and cruel beast roars from time to time in the mountains.
The monsters at the core of the Nirvana Mountains are quite terrible, no one dares to take it lightly
.
It is common to meet the monsters of the Purple Palace. In the previous battle, Jiange had many casualties and injured people and could not bear the losses of the dead.
Elder Zheng Jian walked in front of the team throughout the whole process. If something was wrong, he would draw out the Xiaoyun Sword.
Ten days later, a gray mist was shrouded in the mountains and forests ahead, blocking everyone's way. The fog contained a very terrifying toxin. The wind was howling in the core of the poisonous fog, and the lightning flashed. Accompanied by the terrifying beast roar, it made people
I was frightened and nervous.
Lin Yun frowned slightly. He remembered this place and was deeply impressed.
This place is the territory of a kingly monster in the Purple Palace Realm, and it is the only way between the sect and the Destruction Wasteland.
If you take a detour, it will take several times of time.
At that time, it was Elder Zhijian who took action, and with the unpredictable power of Xiaoyun's sword gods and ghosts, he shook off the Purple Palace Realm King monster.
The team was right in front of me, looking at the sect elders with a vast poisonous fog in front of me, their faces looked a little solemn.
The most saddest hurdle in the journey back is this place.
"Why not take a detour..."
Luo Feng looked at Elder Zhijian and said softly.
Others didn't know, but he knew that Elder Zheng Jian fought against the crowd in the Destruction Wasteland that day. He seemed extremely powerful, but in fact he was not very injured, but he just couldn't show it in front of everyone.
On the way back, Elder Zheng Jian was killed and injured, and despite his injuries, he drew his sword several times.
In fact, his strength is much worse than his peak state. It is probably a bit dangerous to shock the Purple Palace monster.
"You can't take a detour. Once you take a detour, you have to walk half a month longer. I always have a bad premonition along the way. You have to return to the sect as soon as possible to feel at ease."
Elder Zheng Jian pondered for a moment and said.
The other elders did not agree, and they still thought about taking a detour, not afraid of spending more time.
Behind the team, Tang Tong and Lin Yun and their team felt something was wrong.
"Why did you stop?"
Tang Tong rode on the monster horse, showing a confused look on his face.
"I'm afraid there's a dispute."
Lin Yun said softly as if he was thinking.
After all, it is a king monster in the Purple Mansion Realm. Once it cannot shake the other party back, the other party will cause great losses to the team if it starts crazy.
He thought further in his heart, and I am afraid that Elder Zheng Jian could not exert his full strength.
Otherwise, there is no need for the other elders to argue.
A feeling of uneasiness spread among the deacons and disciples of Jiange.
roar!
Suddenly, a shrill and bright beast roar spread out from the depths of the poisonous fog. The ground trembled violently, and lightning flashed in the fog, and lightning burst out.
Before I understood what was going on, a head was poked out from the fog.
It was the head of a demon snake, but the head was extremely large, with sharp horns on the head, and the skin was like shriveled purple rocks. The scarlet eyes swept through everyone like cold electricity, and then died.
He stared at Elder Zhijian.
The monsters and horses under everyone were panicked under the pressure of the other party's demonic aura.