"What is the background of Elder Saint? No matter what she is, she is just a semi-saint." Lin Yun looked at Gu Jundao and asked tentatively.
Gu Jun smiled and said: "Elder Saint is not a simple half-saint. In terms of martial arts cultivation, she is only a semi-saint, but she may enter the holy realm at any time. But in terms of other things, she has long been a genuine strong man in the holy realm.
, Otherwise, why do you think Jiang Yu is so afraid of her?"
Can you be promoted to a powerful person in the Holy Realm at any time?
Lin Yun murmured in his heart for a while and couldn't help but ask: "How old is this holy elder?"
Gu Jun rolled his eyes at him and said: "How do I know? You are younger than me anyway. Besides, do you think I will ask? Aren't you looking for death?"
After a pause, Gu Jun said again: "You kid, don't tempt me. Let me tell you directly. The martial arts training of the Holy Elder is nothing. What is really powerful is the spiritual power and musical attainments."
"She is a genuine Tianxuan Master, and her mental strength has long been comparable to that of a strong person in the Holy Realm. As for the music, there are nine levels of the Emperor's Voice, at least she can master it above the third level. I don't know if there are other means.
"
Lin Yun muttered: "What is your spiritual power level?"
"Thirteenth-grade Dzogchen Saint Mysterious Master."
"I can't tell, you are actually the pinnacle Saint Mysterious Master, and you are only one step away from becoming the Tianxuan Master." Lin Yundao said.
There are a total of thirteen levels of Shengxuan Master. The first ten levels roughly correspond to the ninth level of Dragon Vein Realm, and the last three levels are equivalent to the three major realms of life and death.
When Lin Yun was practicing in the Nine Lotus Holy Diagram, he felt that after the tenth level, it was extremely difficult to increase spiritual power.
Each of the last three levels is as difficult as climbing to the sky. If there is no opportunity, most people will be stuck on the threshold of the tenth level Saint Mysterious Master for life.
Gu Jun can reach the realm of the 13th-grade Saint Mysterious Master, and coupled with his own martial arts cultivation, I am afraid he will not be intimidated even if he faces an ordinary half-saint.
No wonder he was so arrogant on the street!
"Oh, you are really a layman."
Gu Jun looked at Lin Yun like an idiot and said: "Promoting to be a Tianxuan Master is more difficult than being promoted to a saint. I have been stuck on this step for hundreds of years."
"Master Tianxuan is so powerful, coupled with the voice of the Lord God. Let me tell you this, without the Great Sage, it is almost impossible to truly kill the Holy Elder."
Lin Yun's expression completely changed.
Gu Jun said it so straightforwardly, he finally understood how strong Mu Xueling really was, and how much he wanted to die in the first place.
"Haha, are you scared?"
Gu Jun said with a smile: "When you teased the Holy Elder, all our elders were frightened. You are really bold!"
"Later in the Law Enforcement Hall, I have to teach the Holy Elder how to play music. Only the Holy Elder has such a big heart. If it were someone else, you don't know how many times you would have died."
Lin Yun realized later that his scalp was numb.
He had always known that Mu Xueling was very strong, but he had never thought about how strong the other party was because he looked very young and rarely released his holy power.
On weekdays he is very cold, neither happy nor sad, and does not see many mood swings.
So much so that people will always have misconceptions, but according to Gu Jun, Mu Xueling's strength is roughly equivalent to that of Sword Sect leader Mu Xuankong.
Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt a little desperate.
If someone were to molest Mu Xuankong in the Sword Sect, they would probably be beaten to death on the spot.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "You are really seeking death. By the way, why does she have the Emperor Dragon Order?"
"I really don't know this."
Gu Jun's expression changed, he stroked his beard and said.
"You must have a guess, just say it." Lin Yun knew at a glance that Gu Jun was lying.
Gu Jun glared at Lin Yun and said: "Then I will say it casually, and you will also listen casually. It may have something to do with Qinglong Ce."
The national artifact Qinglongce?
Lin Yun looked calm on the surface, but there was a huge turmoil in his heart. This Mu Xueling... was a bit too scary.
"Tianxiang Mountain is very mysterious. When the Nine Emperors joined forces, they didn't even dare to break into it." Gu Jun sighed leisurely.
"You go, I'll calm down. By the way, just make two dragon tendons, it doesn't need to be too good." Lin Yun warned.
The Xi Qin in his hand is very powerful in itself. It is made of Fuso sacred wood. As long as it can make a sound, its power is comparable to that of the Fengling Qin.
Its uses are not as extensive as the Fenglei Qin, but once it is actually used, it will definitely be a killer weapon.
After all, only the first level of ban on Fenglei Qin was lifted, and no matter how powerful this common instrument is, the opponent can always have some countermeasures.
But Xi Qin has long been lost, and even Mu Xueling has never mastered it.
…
That night, the sky was filled with stars.
The cool breeze blows in the courtyard of Lingbo Pavilion of Tianxiang Palace.
Lin Yun was practicing his sword. He swung the sword very slowly and unleashed all the sword power in the sky.
The already dark night seemed to become more and more frightening with the sword in his hand. He took every step cautiously, and the speed of drawing the sword was frighteningly slow. There was a great momentum in the sword, but it could not be triggered.
As he moved forward, Lin Yun stimulated the mental skills of the Firefly Divine Sword, and his mind was focused like never before.
Buzz!
Suddenly, Lin Yun thrust out his sword, and stars in the night bloomed one by one like fireflies.
Boom!
Lin Yun's body suddenly erupted with boundless sword power. This sword power rushed into the sky, almost tearing the sky into pieces.
"Successful."
Lin Yun looked happy.
Click, click, click!
But the smile solidified before it dissipated. Those fireflies were like glass plates exploding little by little, and the sword power fell apart in the blink of an eye.
A small amount of the sword intent poured back into Lin Yun's body and rushed through his body. Poof, his face changed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"It's so difficult..."
Lin Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a sad look appeared in his eyes, he failed again.
I can't remember how many times I failed. I failed every time I got to this point.
Logically speaking, he has mastered the Sky Sword Intent, and now his cultivation has reached the late stage of the seventh level of Dragon Vein, so he can barely try to practice it.
But I still can't get in, let alone Xiaocheng who can't even get in.
Did Master say it wrong, or am I too bad?
Lin Yun couldn't help but become suspicious. He lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky, and his thoughts soon drifted to Jian Zong.
I drifted to the Taolin Cave of the Sword Sect and practiced swordplay with my master.
If he were still in the Sword Sect, why would he be like this?
Lin Yun felt a little bitter in his heart. He finally had a home in Kunlun, but before he could settle down, he changed his name and left.
How is Master doing now?
He only had five years of life left. After he was forced to take his true form, how much life did Master have left?
Four years?
Three years?
Still two years...
Tianxuanzi, you are so hateful.
Why are there such vicious people!!
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with killing intent, which soon became uncontrollable. Finally, he clenched his right fist and punched the ground hard.
"I will kill you!"
Lin Yun looked ferocious and said through gritted teeth.
Whoosh!
He stood up suddenly, his eyes flickering, and after a moment he made a decision in his heart.
…
Half an hour later, Lin Yun arrived at Lingshan Mountain where Mu Xueling was.
Mu Xueling owns a spiritual mountain in Tianxiang Palace called Shuihan Mountain, which is colder than the snow mountain. It is the forbidden area of Tianxiang Palace, and no one dares to intrude.
Of course, except Yue Weiwei.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and walked towards the mountain, and unexpectedly found that this spiritual mountain had no restrictions except that it was even colder and colder.
Shuihan Mountain is very big, with many buildings and palaces on it.
But there was no one there. If Shuihan Mountain itself was cold, this empty palace felt even colder.
"Does Mu Xueling really live here?"
Lin Yun said to himself, this is too desolate.
Although the snow-capped mountains were cold and Yue Weiwei was very bored, she still had Lin Wan and Luo Shuyi by her side.
There are also many disciples practicing on the mountainside. As the place where the Holy Veins of Tianxiang Palace is located, it is quite lively on weekdays.
But Shuihan Mountain is extremely cold. There must have been people living there in the past, but now they have all moved away.
When we reached the top of the mountain, there was still no one there. Except for a piano stand, only the cold wind was howling.
The Holy Elder is not here?
Just when Lin Yun was at a loss, there was a strange noise coming from the bottom of the cliff. Lin Yun stepped forward and looked down.
At the bottom of the cliff, beside the stream flowing by the waterfall, there was a figure playing the pipa.
It was a quiet valley, with melodies echoing in the valley, and the sounds of nature-like singing resounding.
Lin Yun was startled for a moment. The person singing was none other than Xiao Hongchen.
The world of mortals is so ridiculous, but infatuation is the most boring.
When this song came out of her mouth, it was less free and easy and more lonely.
The valley itself is cold, and it seems even colder when I think about it.
Lin Yun bravely jumped down and landed in the valley against the cold wind. He waited until the other party finished playing the song before he was ready to speak.
"You're here."
However, Mu Xueling spoke first. She was not surprised by Lin Yun's arrival.
Lin Yun nodded, then stepped forward and told the other party about his troubles.
Mu Xueling's mood did not fluctuate, but there seemed to be a flash of disappointment in his eyes, and he said softly: "I thought you came to ask me about my music."
Lin Yundao: "I am a swordsman after all."
"It doesn't matter, it's all the same. I can teach you." Mu Xueling said softly.
Can it really be taught?
Whoosh!
Without giving Lin Yun any time to wonder, Mu Xueling reached out and made a move, and a delicate long sword jumped out of the water.
"Lin Xiao, pull out your sword and use all your sword skills to fight me. I will use the same cultivation and martial arts will as you."
"Yes, Elder Saint." Lin Yun pulled out the flower-burial sword.
"Draw out the sword."
"yes."
Lin Yun unsheathed his sword, and the moment Tian Qiong's sword intent was released, he stabbed the opponent cleanly with his sword.
Mu Xueling held the sword in her right hand and only moved slightly.
Clang!
The moment the two swords touched, Lin Yun felt a strange force suppressing his sword intention. Before he could stop, Mu Xueling's sword fell on his neck.
"You lost." Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun and said, "Come again."
Lin Yun had just filled his whole body with the Sky Sword Intent, but if the opponent really wanted to swing the sword, it was difficult for Lin Yun to guarantee that he would be able to avoid this sword.
The opponent's sword was very scary.
"yes!"
Lin Yun took action again.
Clang Clang Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere in the quiet valley. After several battles, Lin Yun lost nine times in a row.
The most successful one was when he withstood Mu Xueling's nine moves.
"Your swordsmanship doesn't seem to be very good..." Mu Xueling asked doubtfully, "Are you really a disciple of Yaoguang?"
Lin Yun felt ashamed.
It's really embarrassing to be looked down upon by a musician.
But no matter how they fought, Lin Yun's sword moves could always be found by the opponent. The opponent's sword moves continued in waves, but there were no flaws at all.
He defeated himself easily.
"No, I'm not laughing at Yao Guang or you. I'm just wondering why you haven't mastered the sword heart yet if you are so accomplished in swordsmanship."
Mu Xueling muttered: "This Saint just imitated some of the methods of Sword Heart Transparency."
"What is Kenshin?"
Lin Yun's heart moved and he said quickly.
"Then it's not a big problem. I'll just teach you how to master the sword heart. Just follow me."
Mu Xueling threw the sword into the stream and walked in front. Lin Yun quickly followed the Iceberg Saint Elder.
