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Chapter 131: A Bamboo Slip

Before setting foot on the sect's ruins, just looking from a distance, the ancient sword box behind him began to tremble slightly.

Lin Yun quickly thought of the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Master.

Who is Ziyuan Sword Master?

In that distant golden age, talented people emerged in large numbers, evildoers were rampant, and the geniuses were as numerous as the stars. But even in such a dazzling golden age, the Purple Kite Sword Master was able to dominate the world, defeat all the geniuses, and shine with his own style.

Its inheritance has always been the most popular treasure hunting place among the ancient ruins in Qingyang Realm.

After so many years...

Anyone who can get a little bit of the Ziyuan Sword Master's inheritance will benefit from it for life.

The true core inheritance has never been discovered, and most of the inheritance places are dangerous and unknown forbidden areas.

When killing Yan Tianrui, Lin Yun learned about it from the opponent's mouth.

The ancient sword box on his back was made by Sword Master Ziyuan from a certain rare object of heaven and earth. He was able to dominate the world and his swordsmanship was outstanding, except for his personal talent.

The biggest opportunity is the mysterious wonder of heaven and earth.

The sword box vibrated slightly for a moment and then calmed down, but it also pointed the direction to Lin Yun.

Whoosh whoosh!

Without thinking much, Lin Yun quickened his pace, used his body skills, and rushed towards the sect's ruins.

After more than half an hour, we finally set foot on this ruins.

The feeling of sadness in the air is even more obvious after you officially set foot on it. Combined with the vast ancient ruins, it is even more desolate and tragic.

There were many figures flashing on the ruins, and he was a little slow in arriving.

After officially setting foot in it, I can really feel the vastness of this ruins. Most of the area has not been explored by anyone, waiting for the excavation of latecomers.

The major overlords from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, Demon Moon Villa and Qingyang County should have set foot here long ago...and of course the Wang family among the four major clans.

After setting foot in the ruins, Lin Yun was a little anxious, but he calmed down.

The sad atmosphere and the atmosphere of long-lasting vicissitudes of life filled the air, making him full of curiosity and awe about this place.

"Don't rush to the inheritance place of Ziyuan Sword Master now..."

Slowing down a little, Lin Yun strolled through the ruins, admiring the incomplete murals, towering statues, and dilapidated palaces.

Passing by dilapidated attics, I got interested and went in to take a look.

However, the ruins and valuable treasures at the edges have long been emptied by those who came before.

Lin Yun entered it simply to feel the glory of this sect back then.

"This place should have been an alchemy room before."

In a damaged high-rise building, Lin Yun saw an ancient alchemy furnace covered with dust. The surface of the alchemy furnace was engraved with nine dragon-shaped carvings. The internal damage was too serious, causing the aura of the alchemy furnace to be lost. Now only

The value of remembrance.

On the incomplete wall, there is an incomplete mural, in which a boy is picking medicinal materials.

Lin Yun was slightly startled when he saw his gestures of selecting medicinal materials. It was slightly similar to the Spirit-Inducing Technique he practiced.

However, the technique this boy cultivates is definitely countless times better than his spirit-guiding art.

call!

The sleeves were waved gently, and a breeze blew over, sweeping away the dust on it.

The ancient alchemy furnace suddenly appeared completely in front of Lin Yun, looking magnificent and majestic!

After the dust was cleared, a powerful aura swayed out from the alchemy furnace.

Lin Yun's eyes were lost in thought and he couldn't help but be startled.

Bang!

The next moment, the alchemy furnace, which had lost all its spiritual energy, shattered. Dust rushed into his face, blurring Lin Yun's face, making him look disgraced, which was a bit funny.

Rub rub rub rub!

There were waves of footsteps coming towards this place, and several innate warriors were alarmed by the broken alchemy furnace and rushed over one after another.

When they saw Lin Yun's disgraced face and spitting dust from his mouth, they all burst out laughing.

"Young man, there won't be anything good in this place." A middle-aged warrior looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile.

"In the fringe area, there are not many treasures. They were robbed hundreds of years ago. How can we still have our share?"

"I thought there was some movement, but it turns out it's just a broken alchemy furnace. Everything here looks complete, but in fact it breaks when touched."

Several innate warriors spoke one after another and explained to Lin Yun at the same time.

After wiping the dust off his face, Lin Yun smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would eat several mouthfuls of dust if I didn't pay attention."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The others, seeing Lin Yun's somewhat self-deprecating words, laughed in unison.

Accidentally, he was laughed at, and Lin Yun felt helpless.

"Brother Lin!"

When the dust was wiped away, several people saw Lin Yun's face, and their expressions suddenly changed slightly.

"It turns out to be Brother Lin Yun. I was so disrespectful just now!"

"Master Lin, why are you here so late? I see that several major overlords in Qingyang County and some people from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion have already rushed to the core area."

"I heard that Mr. Lin got a mysterious pill a few days ago and killed an old man with six innate orifices. Such strength is really admirable!"

As early as two months ago, Lin Yun had been known to many people with the Bloody Cloud Sect's blood-letter pursuit. In recent days, he had obtained the eighth-grade Lava Heart and Longyun Fruit, as well as the Battle of Meizi Painting.

His deeds have already spread throughout Qingyang County.

Lin Yun's name can be regarded as famous all over Qingyang.

And recently, he fought against Mei Zihua and Xue Tu at the same time. The young man's passion was even more eye-opening.

Qingyang County has always respected the strong and only respects the strong, regardless of origin, let alone age.

Lin Yun's strength was enough to convince them.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Lin Yun scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable being praised, but he didn't expect that he was so famous.

Just eating ashes will make a group of people disrespectful and disrespectful.

"We won't disturb Mr. Lin's ashes viewing. We'll take our leave." The middle-aged warrior clasped his hands and left with a few others.

Reward ashes?

Lin Yun smiled awkwardly, right? Looking at the dilapidated pavilion, there was dust everywhere.

The conversation between a few people was quite interesting.

After a few people left, Lin Yun raised his feet and prepared to follow them away. He couldn't really stay here to enjoy the ashes...

"Huh?"

The alchemy furnace turned into a pile of dust, like a hillock, but something seemed to protrude from inside.

Lin Yun stopped, turned around, walked over, pinched the protruding thing, and gently twitched it.

Chi!

A bamboo slip was pulled out by him.

"A strange thing? Even the alchemy furnace made of divine materials has been turned into powder by the passage of time. A bamboo slip is still intact."

After Lin Yun confirmed that the bamboo slips were still hard, he gently wiped the dust off.

Four vast ancient characters appeared on the bamboo slips.

The ancient characters were different from the current fonts. Lin Yun frowned as he read them. He still couldn't recognize the first character.

I had no choice but to jump over, and the second character could be vaguely recognized. It should be month or head.

The third character cannot be identified, but the last character is easy to identify, it is the character for fire.

Lin Yun shook his head. There was too little information and he still couldn't be sure.

After deep thought, he condensed a ray of spiritual energy and poured it into the bamboo slips.

"So heavy!"

As soon as a trace of spiritual energy poured in, the entire bamboo slip became extremely heavy, and even Lin Yun's strength of fifty thousand kilograms could not bear it.

Just saw the bamboo slips and rubbed it

, falling violently towards the ground.

Bang!

When it hit the ground, there was a loud noise and the dilapidated ancient attic collapsed on the spot.

At the same time, all the pavilions within a ten-mile radius collapsed under the shock.

thump!

Lin Yun picked up the bamboo slips, got out again in disgrace, and hurried away.

If someone sees me like this again, I will be humiliated today.

Fortunately, it is located on the edge. Although there is a lot of movement, not too many people are attracted.

It didn't cause too much of a stir, just assuming that someone accidentally violated some restrictions.

This kind of thing is quite common in ancient ruins.

After Lin Yun ran for a long distance, he slowly stopped, took out the bamboo slips and started watching again.

The ancient bamboo slips are filled with traces of time and are mysterious and puzzling.

"Is it a secret? But even if I can't figure it out, I will use it as a hidden weapon. I'm afraid ordinary people can't stop it."

Lin Yun murmured to himself and put it into his storage bag.

As a result, I unexpectedly found that the storage bag was very repulsive and could not accommodate it at all.

Strange thing, could it be a secret treasure from space?

In desperation, Lin Yun had no choice but to keep it close to his body and keep it carefully.

This thing is definitely not simple. As your horizons increase in the future, you will have to study it carefully.

"It's time to go to the Ziyuan Sword Saint inheritance site..."

After eating ashes twice in a row, Lin Yun had no intention of walking, so he focused on a certain direction to speed up.

With the opening of his feet and his surging cultivation, Lin Yun can now reach a height of a hundred feet with a single leap.

If necessary, use the technique of combining hardness and softness. With the force of fists and feet, you can also use the softness to hold half a cup of tea in the air.

From a distance, Lin Yun seemed to be flying over the vast sect ruins.

Ancient ruins flashed before his eyes like a fleeting glimpse of light. The many ancient palaces filled with vicissitudes of time made people feel sad and lament the tyranny and invincibility of this sect back then.

The closer we fly towards the core, the more silhouettes of warriors we can see gradually.

From time to time, there are fierce sounds of fighting, which is eye-catching.

Lin Yun didn't stop and kept running all the way.

Exactly two hours later, the ancient sword box on his back began to tremble again.

With his heart moving, Lin Yun raised his head and looked far into the distance. Ten miles away, there were towering mountain peaks.

The mountain peak is as straight as a sword, like a sharp blade, reaching straight into the sky and cutting through the sky.

The ancient and formidable aura spread out from the mountain peaks. Just watching it for a moment, Lin Yun felt his eyes sting.

"What a sharp edge!"

It is unmistakable, the place where the peaks stand is the inheritance place of Ziyuan Sword Master.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Lin Yun shouted softly: "Let's go!"

With a body like a cunning rabbit and movements like thunder, he hurried across a distance of ten miles and a few cups of tea.

Whoosh whoosh!

As soon as he got close, eyes fell on Lin Yun, looking unfriendly.

They are all warriors from various places who have come here. Except for each other's partners, they are wary of everyone.

It is obvious that the atmosphere here is much colder than that at the edge of the ruins.

Lin Yun was alone, but no one dared to cause trouble for him. He had already shown his strength in the previous battles with Mei Zihua and Xue Tu.

Facing the Xueyun Sect and Jin Yan Sect, even those who dare to fight, no one dares to offend them casually unless a heavy treasure is involved.

"This should be it...but where is the entrance that really makes the sword box tremble?"

Lin Yun thought secretly in his heart and searched around, hoping to find some clues.


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