Lin Yun saw Master Fuyun who had been waiting for him for a long time. This old guy was as unfathomable as ever. His sword intent was even more terrifying. His sword intent, which was close to the fourth level, seemed extremely slim in front of him.
During this period, Lin Yun had a clearer understanding of the divisions of the Kunlun Realm.
No matter where you are in the dragon vein realm, you will be considered a strong person. It is a realm that ordinary people cannot touch in their lifetime. The strength of the nine divine dragon veins and the Mai Ning branch will have profound changes.
Cangxuan Mansion, which is considered a drop in the ocean in the Eastern Wasteland, is actually not small at all, and the entire Xuanhuang Realm may not be able to compare with it.
In Cangxuan Mansion, there are only a handful of people with divine dragon realm cultivation.
Even among the four major sects of Cangxuan Palace, most of the elders are divine elixir realm venerables. If they can reach the dragon vein realm, they can be comparable to the headmasters. If they leave the sect, they can dominate the Cangxuan Palace.
The Master Fuyun in front of him not only had the cultivation of the Nine Divine Dragon Meridians, but also had incredible sword power.
The dragon veins he condensed were so majestic that it was unimaginable. A strong ninth-line divine dragon of the same level would not be able to withstand even a single encounter with him.
Lin Yun felt strange in his heart that such a character, let alone the Ancient Wilderness, even the entire Eastern Wilderness, had a place for him. He would never be unknown.
But he only serves as the headmaster of Fuyun Sword Sect, a "small place" like this, and there are many strange things about it.
"You kid really can't sit still. If I don't take the initiative to find you, you have made up your mind to ignore me. It's been almost two months since you joined my Fuyun Sword Sect, and you haven't even come to salute once...
…" Headmaster Fuyun saw Lin Yun coming and said with a half-serious smile.
Lin Yun smiled in his heart, this old guy was mysteriously tight, and the more he got to know him, the less willing he was to say hello to him.
But now it seems that it is unavoidable no matter what.
"Old guy, what do you want from me?" Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile.
Headmaster Fuyun didn't care about his rudeness and said with a smile: "Of course I have something to do with you. It's been almost two months, and your cultivation has just broken through the seventh level of Tianso. After a year, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain to Feng Jue.
…”
Lin Yun comes from the lower world. He is different from people in the big world. He has a lot of potential that has not been tapped out.
He is extraordinary in himself. Even if he doesn't have any chance, his cultivation will advance rapidly when he comes to Kunlun. Normally, he should have been promoted to Star Lord long ago, not to mention that he has climbed to the top of Holy Sword Mountain.
That kind of encounter is no small matter!
Lin Yun's eyes flickered. This old guy should be able to tell that I have plans to attack the Seven Flowers Gathering.
Without opening his mouth to explain, Lin Yun watched the situation quietly, waiting for the other party to continue speaking.
"It's not that simple to attack the Seven Flowers Gathering Summit... Once you have accumulated enough foundation, it's also a question of whether your physical body can support it. The True Dragon Holy Liquid in your hand should be almost consumed."
Master Fuyun said with a smile, his eyes seemed to be able to see through all Lin Yun's secrets.
This old guy is really awesome!
Lin Yun's heart sank. His True Dragon Holy Liquid was indeed almost exhausted, and the Blue Dragon Holy Heaven Art was stuck at the fourth level and could not be promoted.
His swordsmanship and sword techniques have both improved, not to mention his cultivation base. Only his physical body has progressed very slowly. When the True Dragon Holy Liquid is not enough, compared with the progress in other aspects, it almost stagnates.
"Do you have the True Dragon Holy Liquid?"
A glint flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.
With the opponent's physical skills and strength, it would be strange if he didn't. Not only did he ask nonsense questions, but he also directly revealed the information that he needed the True Dragon Holy Liquid.
Master Fuyun didn't say anything. He took out a scroll and said calmly: "Five drops of True Dragon Holy Liquid with one name, the top twenty-five drops!"
Lin Yun unrolled the scroll and took a look, and immediately took a breath. All of them were evil cultivators, and without exception they were all Xingjun.
As for the name at the top, his cultivation level has reached the Galaxy realm, which is better than most of the direct disciples of Fuyun Sword Sect.
"You are making things difficult for me."
Lin Yun glanced at the other party and said angrily.
He is only at the seventh level of Tianso Realm, so it is not a big problem to deal with ordinary Xingyuan Realm warriors. But wherever there are ordinary people in the evil cultivators, they can at least be comparable to the direct disciples of the sect.
As for the name at the top, except for Ye Ziling, none of the other direct disciples of Fuyun Sword Sect are sure of victory.
It is even more difficult to kill him.
Defeating someone and killing someone are completely different levels of difficulty.
For example, Lin Yun may not be Ye Ziling's opponent right now, but if the opponent wants to kill him, there is no chance.
Evil cultivators are cunning and cruel, and they can commit evil for a long time without dying. They must have extremely powerful means of saving their lives.
"Do you accept it or not?" Master Fuyun ignored it and said calmly.
"certainly."
Did Lin Yun have any reason to refuse? Not at all. As he spoke, he carefully put the roll away.
Master Fuyun said with a smile: "Remember, you either don't touch any of them, or you kill them all, otherwise one of the people named above is still alive. You won't be able to get a drop of True Dragon Holy Liquid! You won't be able to get even a drop!"
"
Lin Yun's cheek twitched, and he hesitated for a moment to put away the scroll. He smiled bitterly and said: "Old man, you are not making things difficult for me anymore, you are trying to kill me."
This old man has deliberately put pressure on him since the first day he joined the sect, and now he wants to risk his life again.
Headmaster Fuyun touched his beard and chuckled: "You kid, you don't know how high the sky is and how terrifying it is to attack the Seven Flowers Gathering. Don't think that you will have an opportunity on the road to heaven just by relying on a nine-leaf holy fruit.
, you can succeed. It's far from enough, even if you kill all these names, the True Dragon Holy Liquid you get will not be enough."
"Anyway, you will die anyway. These evil cultivators have a grudge against the Fuyun Sword Sect. As many as you can kill will be regarded as doing things for the Fuyun Sword Sect, and your death will be considered valuable."
Whoosh!
Lin Yun put the scroll away in one breath, with a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and said with a smile: "That may disappoint you. I will kill all these names and leave no one behind. Even if the seven flowers gather at the top, I will never
Won’t die!”
In front of this old man, he really didn't want to be looked down upon.
This sword was born extraordinary. How can we be like an object in a pond? Let’s wait and see!
…
After leaving the main hall of the sect, there was a cold wind blowing on the top of the mountain. Lin Yun became more awake and couldn't help but smile: "This cowhide is really blown a bit."
Just when Lin Yun was about to go down the mountain, there was a piano sound in the distance. Following the breeze, it blew through the sea of clouds and reached Lin Yun's ears.
Miss Luo is playing the piano again?
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, I'll order some wine.
Above the sea of clouds, Lin Yun's body shimmered with golden light. He activated the Nine Transformations of the Golden Crow. After a few breaths, he passed through the misty sea of clouds and landed on the peak where the melodious sound of the piano played.
The woman in white clothes in the pavilion was playing the piano attentively. Lin Yun got excited and took out the purple jade sacred bamboo flute and started playing.
He hesitated for a moment, then played the flute in his hand, playing the artistic conception of the Chenguang Sword Technique.
This was not the first time for the two of them to play the piano and flute together, and they each found their own rhythm after a while. The music of the piano and the flute were like two phoenixes blooming with different splendor, but they complemented each other, surrounded by these mountains and above the clouds and mist.
resounding.
Where do flowers come from, where do I come from.
The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the wind is blowing in the wooden leaves.
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the silk rain is as thin as sorrow.
I have nothing in this world, so I give you white horse hooves.
The artistic conception of Chenguang Sword Technique was perfectly played under the sound of Lin Yun's flute, and a strange color flashed in the eyes of the woman in white. This was a tune that Lin Yun had never played before. She quickly played with it with her ten fingers, and the music became warm.
It's charming, but lacks the usual calmness and calmness.
Then it was like a sudden pause in the sound of a piano, like a flying dragon flying across the sky, hanging straight into the sky, and breaking through the stars.
There was a smile in Lin Yun's eyes. It is said that a true friend is hard to find, but this Miss Luo seemed to understand him better than he did. He played this piece for the first time, and the other party responded so easily and effortlessly.
The sound of the flute rises high, the tunes of Lin Yun change, and the blood in the heart surges.
I come from the sky, and flowers rise from the palm of my hand.
A single thought emanates light from the dust, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!
Above the clouds and mist, flowers bloom for thousands of miles, the breeze blows, the blue light is like the sea, the blue sea and the sky, thousands of miles endless, a piece of brilliance shines for nine days.
Lin Yun put down the purple jade divine bamboo flute and completely relaxed from the somewhat suppressed emotions just now.
"liquor!"
When he saw the fine wine already prepared on the table, a smile appeared on his lips, he strode forward, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.
Good wine!
After drinking it all in one gulp, Lin Yun was intoxicated and shouted happily.
"Xiaoyin's mood has changed a lot today. Is there something on Mr. Lin's mind?" the woman in white asked softly.
Lin Yun did not hide anything, and told the master what he had just discussed, and at the same time took out the scroll.
The woman in white took the scroll and glanced at it. After a while, she said softly: "If you fight this top person head-on, you have no chance of winning even 30% of the time. The difference in cultivation is too big, but if you use the flute to control the sword, you have no chance of winning.
There are still some."
"It's hard for anyone to match your peak and perfect Heaven-reaching Sword Intent alone. Your Heaven-reaching Sword Intent has been complemented by the Holy Sword Mountain, and it seems to be integrated with the power of the blue dragon. It is far beyond the reach of martial arts will of the same level."
Lin Yun looked at the other party in surprise. He didn't tell the other party this, and even Headmaster Fuyun might not be able to guess it.
This woman is quite powerful, and she deserves to be from a family of saints in the ancient region.
"Miss Luo understands me. It's going to be a very unlucky trip, but I won't regret it if I can drink such a fine wine before leaving!" Lin Yun smiled grandly and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.
"If you like it, then come back alive and I can prepare whatever you want to drink."
Under the white gauze bamboo hat, the woman smiled softly, like a warning, but also like a temptation.
"Any kind of wine is fine?"
"It will be all right."
"Then I want to drink the thousand-year fire!" Lin Yun said with a smile.
"Can!"
Lin Yun said casually, but he didn't expect that the other party answered quite calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter.
It's amazing. The family of saints is amazing.
"Then I think I have to come back alive." Lin Yun laughed a few times. When he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. He turned to look at the other party and said, "I only know that the girl's surname is Luo, but I don't know her name yet.
"
"I am Xingluo, a famous flower!"
Luohua, what a strange name, Lin Yun muttered in his heart, and immediately thought of the sentence, it is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and we will meet you again when the flowers are falling.
"Actually, my other name is also related to flowers." Lin Yun said with a smile, of course he was talking about the burying of flowers.
"oh?"
Luo Hua looked over curiously.
Lin Yun smiled and left without explaining.
On the road to the sky, once the name of Burying the Playboy appears, there will be a bloody storm. Burying the Playboy can kill with just one sword.
Now in this great age of Kunlun, it is time for his reputation as a buried playboy to be revealed a little.
