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Chapter One Hundred

By the lake, the children of the Wan family who had already landed were all stunned.

Once again, the arrogant Wan Feiye was defeated by Lin Yun with just one move.

He failed so miserably and the contrast was so huge that it was really unacceptable.

"Little guy, isn't it too harsh?"

Wan Qiuye looked at Lin Yun with a smile, without any intention of blaming him.

"Really? I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I just broke through and I'm still a little out of control."

Lin Yun's pretty face was smiling brightly, and there was no hint of shame at all.

Wan Qiuye said seriously: "I'm curious, what did you find at the bottom of the lake? I and other elders of the Wan family have scanned the bottom of the lake several times. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be a single hair left."

"Fire Vein! My technique is most suitable for practice in places where the fire attribute is active. It should not be too suitable for places where the earth's fire is burning."

Lin Yun didn't lie, and explained casually.

"No wonder!"

A look of shock flashed in Wan Qiuye's eyes, he actually dared to practice near the flame veins, this was a move that even he did not dare to take risks.

But then I thought about it, if Lin Yun was able to develop the body of a fire demon, he must have experienced burning flames and used the fire of heaven and earth to temper his tibia.

What ordinary people dare not imagine is that for him, it is easy to capture.

"How far has your technique reached?"

"The fourth level." Lin Yun told the truth.

Wan Qiuye smiled bitterly: "The fourth level of innate skills, Wan Feiye's innate skills barely broke through to the second level, no wonder he failed so miserably."

He looked at Lin Yun deeply for several times, sighed and said, "What a pity...if you were a little better, the four sects and tribes would all rush to take you in."

"It all depends on man."

Lin Yun smiled lightly and said indifferently: "Senior Wan, I am going to say goodbye and not go with you on the road."

Wan Qiuye nodded and said: "You are right. There must be spies from the Kong family at the foot of the mountain. If you come with us, your whereabouts will definitely be exposed."

"Before I leave, I want to ask you something, senior."

Wan Qiuye smiled and said: "I know what you are going to say, take this."

Lin Yun glanced at the other party strangely, took the ancient picture handed over by the other party, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Marked on it, the place where the lava core can be produced in Qingyang County is clearly visible.

The quality of the lava core is also marked in detail.

"Brother Wan, you really understand me!"

Lin Yun put the ancient map away and handed it over in thanks.

"When your Balrog body reaches the second level, you must find a way to condense it into a Balrog combat body. To be honest, my father also practiced this technique. This is the lava core information he sent people to collect in his early years. It's a pity...

In the end it was of no use.”

"Why?"

Wan Qiuye glanced at Lin Yun and said with a helpless voice: "My friend, how many people in the world do you think can survive the pain of being burned in flames like you? He barely meets the first level requirement, and the third

Erzhong couldn't hold on any longer and chose to give up."

Lin Yun thought about it, and it was the same.

If he hadn't refined eleven pieces of Nasturtium, he might not have been able to meet the requirements for the second level of Thunder Flame Battle Body.

As for the pain, he shuddered when he thought about it now.

Thinking of the ancestor of the Wan family who was in seclusion to attack the Xuanwu Realm, Lin Yun asked casually: "I wonder how strong the old man will be after he attacks the Xuanwu Realm?"

"It's very strong. You can defeat the three major families in Ziyan City with just a wave of your hand."

Waving room?

A trace of longing arose in Lin Yun's heart, and he raised his head and said, "Then I wish the old man a successful attack. Before I leave, I also have something I want to give to Mr. Ling."

"oh?"

Wan Qiuye took a jade vase, looked a little curious, and reached out to open it.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Open it again after I leave."

"Hahaha, okay, now that you say that, I'm quite looking forward to it."

"Farewell!"

Lin Yun roared loudly, and the blood dragon horse appeared in the field of vision, and he got on his horse.

In Wan Qiuye's sight, Lin Yun, carrying a sword box on his back, quickly disappeared from his sight.

What a fast horse...

With a sigh in his heart, Wan Qiuye curiously opened the jade bottle, and his expression changed drastically when he saw what was inside.

He raised his head and looked in the direction Lin Yun left, a murderous look quickly flashed in his eyes.

Innate spiritual milk!

It turned out to be completely liquid innate spiritual milk. Wan Qiuye never expected that Lin Yun would give this to Wan Feng.

He really found a treasure in the middle of the lake, and there must be more with him.

After a while, Wan Qiuye sighed and shook his head, finally giving up the idea of ​​pursuing him.

There was a deep look of disappointment in his eyes: "My heart is not even comparable to that of a young man... No wonder, no wonder I have dominated this Ziyan City for so many years."

That touch of loss is the helplessness of the hero's shortness of breath, and it is also the memory of the heroic youth.

"Feng'er, come here."

Wan Qiuye called the other party and said in a deep voice: "These are some gadgets that Lin Yun gave you before he left."

"Haha, this guy does have some conscience. Oh my god, this is...!"

With a cheerful expression, Wan Feng covered his mouth in surprise when he opened the bottle cap, because his father made a silent gesture.

Wan Qiuye said word for word: "With this bottle of spiritual milk, no one can shake your position as young master!"



The waning moon hangs alone and the stars are dim.

In the barren mountains, it was pitch black.

Leaning lazily against a tree, Lin Yun studied a painting in the dark night.

With his eyes opened, the night could not block his vision.

"With a tiger in my heart, I smell the rose carefully; where does the flower come from? I also want to know, where does this flower come from!"

Lin Yun put away the scroll and shook his head slightly.

The rose scroll was always close to him, and he would look at it when he had free time. But what Lin Yun saw was always the man in green holding a sword in his left hand, with roses blooming in the palm of his right hand, and a tiger sniffing it.

I have never noticed the terrifying sight of evil ghosts filling the sky and the souls of innocent souls in endless hell that Mr. Hong mentioned.

Not to mention killing thousands of evil spirits with a flash of sword light.

Standing up and looking around in all directions, Lin Yun said softly: "It seems that we are really not chasing you."

Giving away the jade bottle was quite risky, and he didn't want to test people's hearts.

However, the Wan family treated him well, and the benefits he received from Wan Qiuye were immeasurable.

Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.

Even if you take the risk to test people's hearts, you must not violate your own principles of doing things.

Fortunately, I was right about Wan Qiuye after all.

"First open the second orifice in this barren mountain, and then enter the city after a few days to process part of the innate spiritual fluid."

Lin Yun made a plan in his mind. Purple Flame City was considered a big city, and the innate spiritual fluid should be able to be exchanged for a good swordsmanship.

At least Tiger Fist is blessed with the Immortal Vajra Seal, but Liufeng Sword Technique is completely inadequate.

He took out a jade bottle and opened the bottle cap. The flowing innate spiritual milk exuded an extremely pure fragrance.

It is hundreds of times stronger than the innate spiritual milk diluted in the lake water.

It doesn't even look like the same spiritual thing at all.

Lin Yun's cultivation has reached the bottleneck of the innate aperture. With this innate spiritual liquid, it only takes some time to make a breakthrough.

The clouds roll and relax, the sun rises and sets.

Seven days later, Lin Yun dressed up in disguise, put on a bamboo hat and a cloak and re-entered the city.

Feeling the prosperity of Ziyan City and walking there, Lin Yun was in a good mood.

He has successfully been promoted to the second innate aperture, and after the eye aperture, he chose to open the ear aperture.

Now within five hundred meters, if there is any movement or abnormal noise, he will immediately notice it.

That day, Yan Tianrui used his ears to determine the direction of Wan Feng's shooting. It was also a piece of cake for him.

I just feel a little emotional that with each of the seven innate orifices opened, I am one step further away from the mortal world.

When the mouth orifices are opened and you can feed on the breath while breathing, your body will no longer be able to experience the suffering of mortals.

"Wanbao Pavilion?"

Lin Yun, who was walking in the city, paused for a moment.

In Ziyan City, there is actually Wanbao Pavilion.

Recalling some of his experiences in Tianshui Kingdom's Wanbao Pavilion, Lin Yun showed hesitation, gritted his teeth and walked in.

The Wanbao Pavilion in Ziyan City is much more luxurious and grand than the branches in Baishui City.

The treasures on sale are even more dazzling, making it dazzling to choose from.

On the first floor of the attic alone, there were hundreds of warriors wandering around.

Deep inside Lin Yun, although the dress is strange, it is not eye-catching at all.

"This young master, his surname is Lin Mingyun?"

While strolling around, a boy from Wanbao Pavilion came forward, lowered his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Lin Yun felt strange, but still said truthfully: "It's me."

The boy's eyes suddenly brightened, he bent down and said: "Master Lin, please give me a favor, our boss is looking for you."

"I don't know your boss."

"It's okay, it'll be fine if our boss knows you."

The boy almost dragged him to the top floor of Wanbao Pavilion in Ziyan City. When Lin Yun opened the door, he was slightly startled.

I saw an unexpected person, Tong Hu, the owner of Wanbao Pavilion in Baishui City. The other person said with a smile: "Brother Lin, it's really you, hahahaha, what a coincidence!"

But who would have known that Lin Yun was not at all excited to see his old friend, so he turned around and left.

"Hey, why are you running..."

Seeing this, Tong Hu quickly walked a few steps, blocked Lin Yun, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, that's why he turned around and left when he saw my boss Tong. I haven't seen you for more than half a year..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Lin Yun looked grave, glanced at him and spat out two words: "Profiteer."

The smile on Tong Hu's face suddenly felt awkward, and he said with a smile: "I won't rape you this time, I promise you won't rape me this time!"


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