What kind of martial arts this girl practices is so terrible.
Lin Yun looked at Yue Weiwei, a little unbelievable, and became more and more unable to see through the other party.
"Hehe, Brother Yun see what I do."
Yue Weiwei looked up at Lin Yun, smiled slightly, and said softly: "You practice quickly. If you are late, you may not be able to succeed. Although the exercises are broken, the time is not long, there will definitely be traces left in your body. This Qianyuan Recovery Formation will help you find the remaining traces."
Lin Yun sat cross-legged in the eyes of the formation as he said.
As soon as the spiritual energy in the body was circulating, the Qianyuan Tianhui Formation quickly started to operate, and light burst out.
Huh!
Before he could react, Lin Yun quickly rotated with the formation.
The rotation speed soared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon his appearance could no longer be seen clearly.
The top-grade spirit stones floating in the air melted like beeswax and condensed into mysterious runes as big as an ant.
Yue Weiwei looked solemn, her jade hand lightly, these mysterious runes.
Arranged in a vertical row, one by one appearing around the forest clouds, and ancient and hazy sounds sounded in the cave.
"Birth and death, flowers bloom and will not fade."
With a delicate face, a solemn look, Yue Weiwei held a black flower in both hands.
boom!
In the blink of an eye, the flower swelled with a bang, and the light of the flower occupied her hands in a short while.
It picked a petal, click...
When the petals were picked, a look of pain appeared on Yue Weiwei's face. It was like a piece of flesh in her heart, and the pain was cut off.
With a gentle swing, the petals grew into a black magic flower in the blink of an eye, covering Lin Yun's head.
Yue Weiwei took back the flower in her hand and sighed softly: "I just looked at this young man by the river. I never thought that one day, I would offer him a piece of my natal martial soul. Vanilla Weiwu, and I can't let go..."
In fact, the so-called formation is just a cover.
It’s so difficult to break and then stand, how difficult is there? No formation can be reshaped. The Qianyuan Recovery Formation is just an ancient formation that condenses the essence of heaven and earth and assists in practice.
The key to truly allowing Lin Yun to break and then stand up and practice the Zi Yuan Sword Technique again is the petals of the Weiwu Flower in her hand.
When the petals merge into the body along the top of its head.
Lin Yun was spinning and suddenly felt that some purple sword power appeared in his limbs and internal organs. He was like fragments of purple flora, remaining in various parts of his body, weak and small.
"Is this what Yue Weiwei said about the residual sword force?"
Lin Yun's heart moved, and the Zi Yuan Sword Technique slowly moved, and the remaining petal fragments of flowers everywhere moved with difficulty.
The spiritual essence flows continuously in the body. After several large circles of heaven, these remaining petal fragments are left.
Patch it together bit by bit, and the Devourer's Golden Flame Cyclone.
The two sides fought each other, and the flaming cyclone represented by Chunyang Gong was obviously inferior to the Zi Yuan Sword Art.
boom!
After several hours, the outline of the purple pot flower recondensed.
Compared with the blurry outlines before, the purple floral flowers that were broken and then stood are obviously much clearer and more thorough. You can even see the slender petals, a total of six pieces.
Each piece contains this thick and condensed sword force, and the purple spiritual essence suddenly stirs the whole body.
Wow!
Lin Yun, sitting cross-legged, burst out with amazing sword force, long hair flying, and beautiful face giving people a sense of extreme oppression.
.
Lin Yun opened his eyes, and the light flashed in his eyes, like two sword lights shot out.
"Is this the only way to break it and then establish it?"
The purple spiritual essence filled with his body made Lin Yun feel that the spiritual essence in his body was more than several times more condensed than before.
It is obviously the first level of Zi Yuan Sword Art, but there is a world of difference, which is incredible.
The thoughts move slightly, and the purple flora in the Dantian rotates at a heavy and slow speed.
boom!
The spiritual energy of the whole body was mobilized instantly. When the purple flora turned around, a solemn sword energy emerged from the center of the petals.
Lin Yun swung his fingers, and a purple sword light burst out like a substance.
clang!
The sword light hit the mountain wall as hard as black iron, and a metal-like collision sound broke out. The sword light flashed and all shattered.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
The broken sword light, like a steel ball, ejected on the wall, and suddenly there were crisp sounds.
Lin Yun looked up and saw that there were crisscrossing cracks on the mountain walls, densely packed.
This finger-blinking magic sword is more than twice as strong as before. It condenses energy into a light, and it hurts people with a finger. Opponents of the same level can be easily destroyed with just one finger.
"Congratulations to Brother Yun."
Yue Weiwei appeared quietly and said with a smile.
"I still have to thank you. If I hadn't had the Qianyuan Return to Heaven Formation, I was afraid I would never be able to practice the Zi Yuan Sword Technique again."
"Just remember."
Yue Weiwei showed a smug smile on her lips and said softly: "It's time to find a way out now."
Lin Yun looked around and said, "The cold wind outside is not stopping. I am afraid that the treasure soldiers will be able to break through this mountain wall. How can I get out? That wisp of cold wind can be comparable to the casual blow of the powerful man in the half-step entrance. What's even more troublesome is the turbulent flow of the turbulent wind, and once it sinks into it, it will not be able to pull away."
Before, he was in it for a lifetime.
It is very clear that the terrible power of the turbulent flow in the Yinfeng Stream can be said to be desperate.
There is still a little bit of it. Yue Weiwei's physique is strange and she seems to be more afraid of the cold and cold than ordinary people.
"With my cultivation in my heyday, this Yinfengjian is not worth mentioning at all. As for now, whether I can go out successfully depends on you!"
Yue Weiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes showed a charming smile like a crescent moon.
"I?"
"Well, the sword box on your back, if you guess correctly, it should contain a ray of purple kite holy fire."
"That's right. But what is the connection with Yinfengjian?"
“There’s a lot of connection.”
Yue Weiwei whispered: "This purple vulgaris holy fire is a alien species of Phoenix Fire, ranking 54 on the Tiandi Wei fire list. Among the Yin-attributed flames, the ranking is probably higher, and there should be the top twenty."
"The Heaven and Earth Strange Fire List?"
"Well, the flames that can be on the top 100 of this list will cause competition among all parties and even attract real power, but you don't need to know these."
Yue Weiwei paused and said, "The source of Yin Evil is terrible, but it is also a kind of energy of heaven and earth after all. It is just difficult to subdue, but if you can find something to restrain, it will not only not hurt you anymore, but it will become your opportunity."
Lin Yun's eyes lit up: "What do you mean, the Purple Oven Holy Fire can swallow the source of this Yin Evil?"
"It's not that simple. Let me take a look at your Purple Bourne Holy Fire first."
"OK."
As his mind moved slightly, Lin Yun spread his palms, and the purple kite holy fire in the ancient sword box suddenly lingered in his palms.
Yue Weiwei observed for a moment and pondered: "It's not enough. Even the origin has not condensed, it's just a wisp of dead fire. If you accidentally raise the charm, the purple kite holy fire in your hand will dissipate over time."
Lin Yun waved his hand and put it back into the sword box, which was not surprising to Yue Weiwei's words.
This wisp of flame has limited power and was noticed very early.
Lin Yun rarely uses it in battle.
"It seems that this road is not working."
Yue Weiwei smiled and said, "If you can withstand the pain of the candle heart, I can teach you a secret technique to fuse this fire with your Zi Yuan Sword Technique. At that time, you can use the Zi Yuan Sword Technique to directly absorb the power of the Yin Evil. However, if this fusion technique is slightly worse, you will burn to ashes."
"The Qingyang Realm will be sealed again soon. I don't want to be trapped here all my life. Teach me."
Lin Yun agreed decisively without any hesitation.
It is obvious that you will be 100% waiting for death if you can really integrate, even if you only have half the chance to go out, you must try it.
"This secret technique is called the Heaven-Swallowing Art, which devours all things and accommodates everything."
Yue Weiwei said in a deep voice: "In the distant era, this is a forbidden technique that violates the laws of heaven. Cultivators will definitely have bad luck. However, the complete secret technique has long been lost, and now there are only some residual copies. After you practice, you can only swallow the power of flames with Yinsha and Ice Cold attributes."
"Listen to me, the way of heaven is weak and the gain is humble... The higher ones suppress it, the lower ones raise it, the more surplus damage it, the less surplus damage it, the less surplus treat it, the less surplus treat it... The way of heaven is not like this, the less surplus is lost, and the more surplus is served. Therefore, he swallows the heaven and replenishes himself, regards it as the way, accommodates all rivers, and swallows all things..."
A series of obscure scriptures were heard from Yue Weiwei's mouth. Lin Yun listened carefully and did not dare to neglect it.
After a while, Yue Weiwei finished reading and said with a smile: "Brother Yun, have you finished remembering it?"
Lin Yun recited it silently several times in his heart, feeling that this scripture contained great horror, which made people chill.
However, remember the content of the scriptures.
Nodding, Lin Yun started to chant casually, and finished reading the scriptures of the Heaven-Swallowing Art almost word-of-word.
Yue Weiwei opened her mouth slightly, and she stuck out her tongue and said, "Brother Yun is really amazing. When I was a child, I have never been punished and I always recite the wrong words."
Lin Yun has the talent to remember everything he never remembers.
If the other party doesn't read it quickly, he will naturally remember it wrong.
Compared to this... Lin Yun is more curious about the other party's identity.
"Even if I haven't practiced this scripture, I just recited it a few times in my mind, and it will be filled with great horror, which makes people shudder. I'm very curious about what Miss Yue is."
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and couldn't help asking.
"Hehe, Brother Yun is asking about my family background. Could it be that he likes me? But my family is very strict and the betrothal gift is so high. Brother Yun is afraid that he can't afford it. Otherwise... I just promised myself until the raw rice is cooked, and I'm not afraid that my father will not agree."
Yue Weiwei smiled charmingly, and her little face showed a faint rosy look, which was fascinating. Her crescent-like eyes seemed to have the ability to attract souls and make people's hearts pound.
Lin Yun turned his face and turned red. He knew that this was the other party's little trick, so he was just unwilling to answer him.
But those eyes were really irritating and made people feel hot.
A fire rose from his lower abdomen for no reason, and he hurriedly said, "Miss Yue has taken away his magical powers, I won't ask."
"Puff... I won't tease you. Brother Yun quickly practices the secret technique. Whether he can go out is all up to you."
Seeing Lin Yun was embarrassed, Yue Weiwei covered her mouth and smiled, leaving only a slit of happiness in her eyes.