"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? This is a blessing."
Jian Jingtian laughed and scolded: "I said before that there is a reason why you are so lucky."
Is this really the case?
Lin Yun pinched the sides of his chin, thoughtfully, a little convinced by what he was told.
"Ignore this for now, have you got the Fuyun Sword Sect?"
Jian Jingtian's eyes flickered and he asked in a deep voice.
Now that he has taken that step, he no longer needs to worry about breaking through the dragon vein realm, and can spend the remaining time and energy on his sect.
"I'll write it down right now."
Lin Yun nodded.
The two came to the mountain peak not far away, which was the pavilion where Lin Yun and Su Ziyao often dated.
After Jian Jingtian took out the pen and ink, Lin Yun began to follow his memory and write down the Fuyun Sword Technique and the Thirteen Fuyun Swords one by one.
The Fuyun Sword Technique recorded in the stone tablet is much more complete than what Lin Yun had originally mastered. It even includes divine elixirs and subsequent cultivation methods in the Dragon Vein Realm.
While writing, Lin Yun himself was also comprehending and was quite shocked.
He really regretted not waiting any longer, otherwise he would have continued to practice. The Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds would also be quite terrifying in the Divine Pill Realm and Dragon Vein Realm.
Moreover, this technique is related to the Will of Thunder, so it can be said that it is very suitable for Lin Yun who masters the Will of Canglong.
But now that he has the Nine Swords of Freedom, he cannot allocate his time and energy to practice other sword techniques.
You can only treat it as martial arts insights, slowly digest it, and strengthen your own vision of kendo.
Jian Jingtian watched from the side and remained silent.
But the sparkle in his eyes surged, and he nodded slightly from time to time, looking quite surprised.
The strength of this Floating Cloud Sword Technique is somewhat unexpected, and it seems that there are still many places that can be explored.
After Lin Yun finished writing, Jian Jingtian took it over, held it in his hand and sighed, nodding and saying: "The real Holy Spirit of the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds can only be used with the use of sword techniques. If it reaches the realm of divine elixir, it can rival ghost spirits.
Level martial arts."
Martial arts above the Holy Spirit are the Ghost Spirit level, those above the Ghost Spirit are the Dragon Spirit level, and the ones above are the legendary God level.
Divine Dragon Ghost Saint, each level has corresponding upper, middle and lower levels.
Generally speaking, only super sects have ghost-level martial arts. Once they are successful in cultivation, they will be unpredictable.
Jian Jingtian's evaluation is already quite high.
"Hey, your word is a bit interesting..."
Suddenly, Jian Jingtian let out a startled cry and said with a smile: "I really didn't realize that your handwriting is so beautiful. It's like swordsmanship. It's pleasing to the eye and at the same time, it can also make you realize something."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a strange look. There was nothing special about his handwriting, and he had never practiced it deliberately.
Could it be... Lin Yun thought of something.
He took out his pen and ink, spread a new layer of white paper, and said, "Brother, do you know this word?"
Jian Jingtian came closer, not paying much attention at first, but gradually his face became serious.
When Lin Yun finished writing all the gestures, his expression completely changed and he murmured: "This is an ancient character... This is heaven."
That's right, what Lin Yun wrote was exactly Tian Thirty-Six!
There are no thirty-six strokes in the sky today. Only the legendary ancient characters have so many strokes.
It was the oldest text that was born in the Era. It is no longer complete and there are very few people left who can still fully understand it.
Lin Yun only knew the origin of these ancient characters after hearing Nan Di read them out.
Just now when he heard Jian Jingtian talking about his handwriting, Lin Yun thought about it. The change in his handwriting might be related to his practice of the Nine Swords of Freedom.
This enlightened him!
sky
Thirty-Six Swords, a medicine that has always been difficult to discern, is still barely a success and cannot be used to wield the complete Thirty-Six Swords.
Since words are used as swords, the swordsmanship must be understood from the handwriting, and perhaps you need to practice calligraphy frequently.
"This seems to be a sword technique. When you were writing just now, the artistic conception of each stroke was completely different. By the end of writing, the whole pattern became bigger and the sword technique became much more powerful."
As Jian Jingtian spoke, he suddenly realized and said with a smile: "You brat, no wonder you are willing to keep the Floating Cloud Sword Art. It turns out there is a better one."
Lin Yun put away his pen and ink and said softly: "Brother, you may have misunderstood me. If possible, I can keep this sword technique, but... this sword technique requires the corresponding scroll to practice, so I will give it to you.
Once it’s all written down, it will be difficult for others to practice it.”
"I will think of a way in the future to see if I can write a copy and send it back to Fuyun Sword Sect."
He still has great feelings for Fuyun Sword Sect, and hopes that one day Fuyun Sword Sect can completely rise in the entire Cangxuan Mansion.
"I'm interested, but don't worry, I'll wait and see after you advance to the realm of life and death."
Jian Jingtian and Lin Yun were not very polite. Seeing that he was interested, they naturally would not refuse.
Whoosh!
At this moment, light bloomed in the Holy Sword Peak.
A ray of sword light penetrated the layers of clouds and soared into the sky. The layers of restrictions set up by Jian Jingtian immediately broke through several layers.
His face changed slightly, a sword force surged upward, and then he raised his hand fiercely and an invisible giant hand came across the sky.
After a while, the light in the Holy Sword Peak was suppressed.
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked carefully, he discovered the existence of the Purple Kite Sword Box in the light rising into the sky.
Only then did he discover with great surprise that the light from the Holy Sword Peak did not come from itself, but from his own sword box.
Has the Supreme Divine Pattern been conquered?
"open!"
Lin Yun sacrificed the Purple Kite Holy Seal, and when the seal on the surface of the sword box was opened, it turned into a ray of light and penetrated directly into the sword box.
boom!
The moment he entered the Ziyuan Secret Realm, his entire field of vision was immediately occupied by dazzling lightning.
Little Bingfeng stood in the center of the Ziyuan Secret Realm, where the original sycamore sacred tree had completely withered, and a new seedling of the sacred tree had grown.
The emperor stood in front of the sapling, looking very excited and his eyes full of joy.
"Lin Yun, you're here!"
After she saw Lin Yun, she couldn't wait to run over and pounced directly on him, saying excitedly: "Lin Yun, the sacred tree is alive, the sacred tree is alive."
Lin Yun was shaken down by her rush, and saw that she had no intention of getting down when she was hanging on him.
"You are a phoenix, why are you acting like a child?" Lin Yun smiled helplessly and had no choice but to hug her.
"Hehe, I'm happy today. One of the Supreme Divine Marks has finally been found. Once all seven Supreme Divine Marks are found, this secret realm will be able to return to its original glory." Xiao Bingfeng said in a deep voice with a smile on her face.
Lin Yun looked at it and said, "That's the Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Pattern."
Xiao Bingfeng said softly: "Well, with the Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Patterns, this secret realm is gradually recovering. But in the future, you have to spend resources to raise the sacred sycamore tree. The core of the entire secret realm lies in this sacred sycamore tree."
"Where is the Supreme Divine Inscription?"
Lin Yun said curiously.
"In the Thunder Pond of Ten Thousand Tribulations." Xiao Bingfeng stretched out her hand and pointed.
Lin Yun immediately looked south. If he remembered correctly, to the east of the secret realm were the sacred bamboo forest and many ruins of medicinal fields, and to the south were the Thunder Pond of Ten Thousand Tribulations and the Eternal Fire Hell.
Boom!
He looked around, and sure enough, there was a depression thousands of miles away, with thunder and lightning bursting out. From time to time, thunder and lightning evolved into swimming light, which finally entered the sky and turned into lingering thunder and lightning, and then slowly settled into thunder.
cloud.
Chasing the Sun!
Behind Lin Yun, the Golden Crow Holy Wings spread out, and the wings were fanning.
During the movement, strong winds accumulated and golden light burst out.
In the blink of an eye, he was traveling through the deserted secret realm like lightning.
It has to be said that after recovering a supreme divine pattern, this originally dilapidated, desolate and lifeless secret realm has indeed gained a little more vitality.
After half a quarter of an hour, Lin Yun landed outside the Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Pond.
The previous Ten Thousand Tribulation Thunder Pond was just an abandoned giant pit, but now it is filled with the surge of lightning.
Boom!
The lightning surged, crackling, and exploding incessantly.
Little Bingfeng came down from Lin Yun's arms and said: "The Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Pond has not really recovered yet. It is just reborn at the moment. It will not be truly revived until the thunder pulp with nine-color rays of light is born. At that time, you can use it to temper your body.
, practicing any divine body-refining technique will make you twice as fast, or even ten times or a hundred times faster."
"What can we do to really revive him?"
Lin Yun quickly asked.
It's hard not to be tempted by such a temptation. Before meeting Qin Cang, Canglong Shengtian Jue was his trump card second only to Sword Intent.
"The Supreme Divine Marks and the Divine Tree complement each other. The more Divine Marks you collect, the more complete the Divine Tree will be. Similarly, the higher the Divine Tree grows, these Divine Marks can also draw energy from it and continue to strengthen your body."
Xiao Bingfeng explained patiently.
Lin Yun read the words on both sides, understood the meaning, and muttered: "It means that before finding other divine patterns, it seems that he will find a way to water the seedlings of this sacred sycamore tree."
"Hehe, you are so smart. You are worthy of being the servant chosen by this emperor." Xiao Bingfeng said with a smile.
Lin Yun glared at her, and Xiao Bingfeng stuck out her tongue and immediately stopped talking.
He observed for a moment that the Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Pond was still in its infancy and would not have the effect of tempering the physical body for the time being.
After a while, Lin Yun returned to the sycamore seedlings.
This was really a seedling. It was not as tall as a small ice phoenix. Lin Yun had to squat down to see it clearly.
It's said to be a sacred tree, but it doesn't look like a potted plant.
"Without the help of other external objects, it grows very slowly, and may not reach one meter in a hundred years." Xiao Bingfeng said from the side.
"What external items are needed?"
"Holy Liquid, True Dragon Holy Liquid! If there is a bucket of True Dragon Holy Liquid, it will be enough to last ten years." Xiao Bingfeng counted her fingers and calculated seriously.
"It's too much!"
Lin Yun vomited blood, why didn't a bucket of true dragon holy liquid go to heaven!
He had been practicing in the Fuyun Sword Sect for more than half a year, and all the True Dragon Holy Liquid he used was calculated on a drop-by-drop basis, and he still owed his senior brother a huge favor.
Lin Yun was not good at math and couldn't figure out how many drops per bucket.
"Isn't that an exaggeration?" The Emperor pouted and said cautiously, not daring to tell Lin Yun that the more divine patterns on the back, the amount of Holy Dragon Liquid required would increase dramatically.
That's a really astronomical figure. Now I only need one bucket, which is really not much.
"A barrel weighs about one thousand kilograms."
Xiao Bingfeng figured it out for Lin Yun.
Lin Yun stood up and was silent. This amount was really too big. He couldn't handle it with his current ability.
However, Ziyuan Secret Realm has real potential.
The spiritual energy near this sycamore seedling alone is enough to be worth the best Feng Shui treasure land of Fuyun Sword Sect. It is hard to imagine what kind of qualitative changes will occur after pouring a bucket of True Dragon Holy Liquid.
Not to mention, it will truly revive the Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Pond, and it’s hard not to be excited by all the benefits.
"There's no rush now. I'll wait and see when I go to the Ancient Ancient Territory."
Lin Yun looked calm and said softly.
At the moment, Cangxuan Mansion is definitely not able to collect so many resources, but in the Ancient Ancient Territory, there might be a glimmer of possibility.
[I will almost finish writing about Cangxuan Palace tomorrow. Don’t worry, it’s really the Fuyun Sword Sect’s pit that must be filled. The progress is indeed a bit slow. 】
