Chapter 1376: Three Hundred Years Without Seeing the White Dragon
Chapter 1376
I have a good temper, you probably won't go back on your word, right?
As soon as this statement was made, tens of thousands of people in the assessment square showed a strange look.
It would be strange if you believe in you!
This sounds like a threat. Think about the consequences of the descendants of the Seven Great Saints’ families. If you want to go back on your word, you will be even more miserable than them.
Everyone can understand the subtext in the words as soon as they hear it.
"Xiahou, stop playing..."
Bai Zhanli was a little panicked and whispered beside Xiahou Yun.
Originally, Xiahou Yun had Bodhizi, and Bai Zhanli had absolute confidence in him, but he saw the smile on Lin Yun's face.
For some reason, I felt unsure in my heart.
Xiahou Yun ignored it at all and looked at Lin Yun and said, "Hmph, I haven't said what if you lose?"
"It's okay, tell me, I'm sure I won't lose."
Lin Yun said lightly.
This guy is crazy enough!
Xiahou Yun complained a few times, a cold flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "It's very simple. If you lose, don't enter the Sword Sect. I, Bodhi Sect, are not that easy to get!"
Wow!
Everyone exclaimed, it was really fun, and Xiahou Yun seemed to be prepared.
Moreover, Bodhizi itself is a treasure that can distinguish the wisdom and increase the enlightenment. If his enlightenment is not bad, Lin Yun may not be able to win him with this kind of blessing.
Ye Ziling's eyes flashed with strange colors and she said softly: "Junior Brother Lin, this bet is too big, don't play with him."
Once you lose, you will not enter the Sword Sect.
Not only for Lin Yun, but also for Ye Ziling, she was also unacceptable.
"Lin Yun, don't tell me that you can't afford to play!"
Xiahou Yun curled up his lips and sneered, "If you can't afford to play, you can just say that the burial flower lord is not as good as Xiahou Jue."
Lin Yun looked up at the other party and said lightly: "I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"
"joke!"
Xiahou Yun said coldly: "What can I afford to lose in my Xiahou family? Just a Bodhi son, but it is not that important to the Saint family. But you have just arrived in Kunlun for a year. If you can't enter the Sword Sect, you will regret it so much that you want to cry."
Bai Zhanli twitched the corner of his mouth. Xiahou Yun really knows how to pretend.
Bodhi Sect is the most treasure!
If he remembered correctly, it was given to Xiahou Jue by the saint of the Xiahou family. There was only this Bodhiss in the huge Xiahou family.
This thing is rare, and their Baisheng family also has treasures that increase their understanding, but none of them can match the Bodhi seeds in the other party's hands.
Bodhi practices enlightenment | wisdom mind!
It can not only increase wisdom, but also subdue the inner demons. If it is strong enough, it can be refined into your own body.
All the benefits are amazing.
"You can do it first."
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and signaled the other party to take the stage first.
Xiahou Yun smiled and said lightly: "You can first, let me see how high you can jump. I slap you down again. You probably haven't tasted this kind of taste yet!"
Ye Ziling and others from the Fuyun Sword Sect had anger flashed in their eyes. This guy was really an arrogant maniac.
"Are you sure?"
Lin Yun thought for a while and said softly.
"I'm sure, you will definitely lose anyway!"
Xiahou Yun was arrogant and arrogant.
He is very clear about his mind. If you are crazy, then I, Xiahou Yun, are even more crazy than you.
"I'm just afraid that you won't even have a chance to take action."
Lin Yun didn't say much and walked straight to the stage.
"Xiahou, you're really having a big time this time!"
Bai Zhanli looked at Lin Yun's back with a bad face and pondered: "That Bodhizi is a treasure. If you lose, your saint will definitely be angry."
Xiahou Yun was calm and laughed softly, "Do you think I will lose?"
Without waiting for Bai Zhanli to answer, Xiahou Yun said lightly: "It's impossible. He wants to pursue the great success of swordsmanship, and at most he can cultivate five swords. Guess how many swords I have now?"
"Ten swords?"
Bai Zhanli’s uncertain way.
Xiahou Yun said lightly: "Twelve Swords."
Bai Zhanli opened his mouth wide in shock. This is incredible. The effect of Bodhizi's wisdom is so terrible.
Twelve Swords!
Before two days had arrived, Xiahou Yun had mastered all this top-grade sword technique.
A color flashed in Xiahou Yun's eyes, and he was very satisfied with Bai Zhanli's expression at this moment. It won't take long before Lin Yun's expression would only be more exciting than him.
"Let him jump first. The higher he jumps, the harder he falls. I see that he can't enter the Sword Sect anymore, so he can still smile!"
Xiahou Yun smiled and looked extremely confident.
Bai Zhanli looked at Xiahou Yun and thought to himself, this guy has something, he really has courage.
I have learned all the twelve swords, but I really can't imagine how I will lose.
Thinking of this, Bai Zhanli looked at the stage and couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Lin Yun.
"The first sword, the sea of clouds is endless!"
On the vast battlefield, Lin Yun held the Burial Flower in his hand and cast the first sword of the Tianshui Sword Technique.
Sword energy spread from the Burial Flower Sword, and in the blink of an eye, there were 7749 sword intents spreading like a sea of clouds.
The artistic conception in the sword is almost flawless.
But Lin Yun's movements were too slow, and this sword was so slow that it made people puzzled.
When everyone in the righteous path was a little puzzled, Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and flirted with his back hand. All forty-nine sword energy were dispersed, dispersing like mist.
In an instant, clouds and mist were shrouded in the depths of the forest, like an immortal walking in the sea of clouds.
"this……"
Everyone in the assessment square was shocked. This sword was directly cultivated by Lin Yun to the peak of perfection.
Bai Zhanli's eyes were completely staring at him. This guy is such a monster!
The second sword, Tianshui asked the moon!
The clouds and mist dissipate, the endless lake water is clear and clear, the bright moon hangs high in the water, and the forest clouds ask the moon with their swords, and they are indescribably elegant and ethereal.
It's the peak and perfection again!
This sword is still at the peak of perfection.
The third sword, Tianxin picks the moon!
Lin Yunren was in the middle of the lake, pointing at the bright moon's burial flower sword and gently lifted it.
Wow!
The full moon was like a slippery dumpling in the water, and was picked out by this sword. In an instant, the endless night enveloped the sky, and a bright moon rose slowly.
Rumble!
The sword force on Lin Yun's body surged out of thin air, and a sharp ray of light rushed straight into the sky.
"Change realm!"
The old man in charge of the assessment was stunned and his chin almost dropped.
The realm of transformation is really the legendary realm of transformation.
In just two days, Lin Yun practiced the third sword to the legendary realm of transformation. It was completely unimaginable that the old man was trembling all over.
What a terrifying talent this is, it is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.
"I……"
Xiahou Yun's mouth was dry and his expression froze completely. He tried hard to squeeze out a smile and said, "It's just three swords, I still have a chance."
In his estimate, no matter how ignorant Lin Yun was, he would at most cultivate the first three swords to a great success.
This is terrifying and extremely terrifying.
But compared with the twelve swords he masters, it is still not worth mentioning, and he will definitely lose.
Although Lin Yun practiced the third sword to the realm of transformation, which was beyond his expectations, if that was all, the winner would be Xiahou Yun in the end
The fourth sword, the sword rises deep into the clouds!
The fifth sword, the sky is vast!
The sixth sword, the heart of heaven is leisurely!
The Seventh Sword, above the White Cloud!
But the following scenes completely broke Xiahou Yun's fantasy. Lin Yun on the stage used his sword skills faster and faster.
It was so fast that it was dazzling and dazzling. All kinds of artistic conceptions were like prosperity and prosperity on him, stacking them up.
In just a few blinks, Lin Yun used the eleven swords in one breath.
And every sword is a realm of transformation!
"The twelfth sword, the water of the river comes from the sky!"
Lin Yun waved his sword in the middle of the lake, and instantly, a magnificent vision bloomed. In the bright moon in the sky, a figure also waved a dazzling sword light.
Wow!
Two figures overlap, two sword lights are connected, a river of heaven emerges from the sky, boundless and vast, with dazzling stars.
Lin Yun took a step back and stood the sword upright in front of his chest. This set of sword techniques was finally used.
But everyone was far from seeing enough and was still immersed in the wonderful artistic conception released by Lin Yun's sword technique.
"This is the Tianshui Sword Technique!"
"My God, Lin Yun is really amazing. He has practiced Tianshui Sword Technique to the realm of transformation in just two days."
"I seem to see that a new legend of the Sword Sect has been born!"
"The Sword Sect has been silent for too long. After the sword was shocking, it has been too long since there was no legend."
"But... why hasn't Lin Yun ended yet?"
In the assessment square, there were endless exclamations.
But at this moment, Lin Yun, who had already put the sword in front of his chest, moved again.
Wow!
When he moved, twelve afterimages burst out from him.
Each afterimage produced a sword, and the Twelve Swords of Tianshui were used in this breath, so fast that it was completely unseen.
But it's not over yet!
The twelve afterimages separated again, turning into thirty-six afterimages, and using three completely different Tianshui sword techniques.
There were suddenly many strange phenomena in the world, and countless sword shadows, interspersed and dazzling.
Thirty-six artistic conceptions and thirty-six visions bloom almost at the same time.
boom!
When all the afterimages overlapped, the sword on Lin Yun's body swayed, and a light of the Holy Spirit bloomed on him.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon roared and the dragon's might was overwhelming.
A dragon shadow burst out from Lin Yun's body. It was the holy spirit of Tianshui Sword Technique, which was a flawless white divine dragon.
Blasted!
The atmosphere in the assessment square exploded instantly, and everyone felt numb from watching it, and they almost knelt down.
"Three hundred years! The water of the river comes from the sky, and there is no white dragon for three hundred years!"
The old man in gray-clothed in charge of the assessment had his eyes wet. No one had been able to sacrifice the Holy Spirit for three hundred years in Tianshui Sword Technique.
Lin Yun touched Bailong's head, and a smile appeared in his eyes. It seemed that his guess was correct.
Only by mastering the thirty-six artistic conceptions can one sacrifice the true holy spirit of Tianshui Sword Technique.
"really."
Ye Ziling and Zhao Yan looked at each other, and they were shocked from each other's eyes.
The two of them had long discovered that the sword technique was a bit strange and they couldn't figure out what the weirdness was, but now they finally understood it.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun put his sword back into the sheath, jumped off the stage, looked at Xiahou Yun and said, "Brother, start your performance."
Xiahou Yunrum woke up in shock, his face turned red and he was extremely embarrassed.
How to play this!
This is not a game at all. The two of them practiced the same swordsmanship. He is no longer different from the clown.
It's embarrassing to go up again, and I want to find a crack in the ground to get in.
"Hahaha, Xiahou Yun goes up, don't be timid!"
"I heard it. You just said that you should make Lin Yun jump higher, and then slap him down again, don't be timid!"
"Xiahou Yun, come one!"
Suddenly, cheerful laughter sounded in the assessment square, and everyone started to tease.
Xiahou Yun's face turned red and he couldn't say a word at all. After a while, he stammered: "I... I have a stomachache, go to the cottage and come again."
puff!
The audience burst into laughter and wanted to escape, which was too embarrassing.
But let alone, seeing his face flushed and he felt extremely uncomfortable, maybe he really wanted that.
Lin Yun flashed, blocked his way, and chuckled softly, "You can go to the thatched cottage, and Bodhizi stayed first."