Lin Yun left peacefully. Mingzong disciples greeted him all the way and waited for him to leave the Mingzong branch.
He then took out the jade bottle and whispered to himself: "Qiankun Good Fortune Pill? Take it in the realm of Nirvana? It's a good thing, take it."
After walking far away, he casually pulled off the black cloth on his head.
By the time everyone in Mingzong discovered that Huang Xuanyi was dead, Lin Yun had already arrived at Tianxiang Palace and met Mu Xueling.
It was relatively easy to enter Tianxiang Palace. He walked in casually in Gu Jun's appearance, and only returned to his true appearance after seeing Mu Xueling.
Mu Xueling's body was bathed in a faint holy glow, draped over her body like morning light, holy and light.
Beside her, Yue Weiwei was lying on the jade bed, still asleep.
"How long will Weiwei stay asleep?"
Lin Yun was mentally prepared for Yue Weiwei's deep sleep. In the battle three days ago, the opponent used power that did not belong to her.
"Maybe three months, half a year."
Mu Xueling said calmly without looking back at Lin Yun.
Lin Yun walked forward, looked at Yue Weiwei with her eyes closed, and was silent.
He was actually quite surprised that day. This girl looked weak, but deep down she was extremely strong.
"Is everything going to be okay?" Lin Yun asked uneasily.
Mu Xueling turned around and said: "No, but I will take her back. She must officially inherit the bloodline of the Sky Demon."
"What kind of existence is the bloodline of the Sky Demon?"
"Go out first."
The two of them left the cave together and came to the Snow Mountain Holy Lake.
Mu Xueling looked at the holy lake where snowflakes were flying, and said softly: "Do you know the difference between the demon clan and the beast clan?"
"Know."
Lin Yun nodded.
Both the demon clan and the beast clan come from the lineage of demon beasts. After the demon beasts continue to evolve, they can choose two directions. If they transform into humans, they will become demons, and if they continue to return to their ancestors, they will become beasts.
Over time, many demons remained in human form and were passed down, and the concept of demon clan gradually spread.
Monsters are born in human form, but they still have demon blood in their bodies and become a separate race.
In the end, most of the monsters are even more handsome than the humans.
The Orcs gradually drifted apart, constantly returning to their ancestors to strengthen their bodies. The two races came from the same lineage, but in the end they were completely different.
After listening to this, Mu Xueling muttered: "The demon clan has evolved to the end of the Sky Demon bloodline, and the beast race has evolved to the final prehistoric bloodline. One is the ancient sky demon, and the other is the prehistoric ancestral beast. But in order to inherit this power, you have to...
The demon clan holds ancient rituals, uses divine blood as sacrifices, and inherits the power of the ancient demons."
Lin Yundao: "This is a good thing."
"It may not be a good thing for Weiwei, otherwise she would not have been avoiding the sacred mountain. Once she inherits the power of the sky demon, it will be very difficult to leave the demon clan. Just like a prince inheriting the throne, many things will happen.
You don't know." Mu Xueling said meaningfully.
Lin Yun was noncommittal and made no excuses.
He indeed knew very little about Yue Weiwei's past and family, and he only had a rough idea of the demon clan itself.
All we know is that the demon tribe today lives far away from home and thrives in a place called the Tianyao Continent. They have already left the Kunlun Continent for many years.
Lin Yun changed the subject and said: "There are rumors that the Azure Dragon is in the hands of the Holy Elder. I have always been curious about whether it is true? What is the relationship between the Dragon Envoy and the Emperor Dragon Token?"
In fact, he had long wanted to know what happened to the Emperor Dragon Order. Tian Xuanzi called her the Dragon Envoy, which also puzzled Lin Yun.
Lin Yun could clearly feel that after Yue Weiwei fell asleep, Mu Xueling's attitude towards him changed a lot and she was quite dissatisfied.
Of course, it's impossible to tell completely from her expression and tone of voice.
Mu Xueling was able to treat him so well only because of Yue Weiwei. Lin Yun didn't ask before because of this relationship.
The other person seems to be very close and polite, but in fact he is very far away in his heart. He always seems to be thousands of miles away and as cold as an iceberg.
Now that I am about to leave, it would be better to ask more clearly.
Mu Xueling said calmly: "If you don't ask about this, I will tell you that Qinglong Ce has never been a sacred weapon of the Shenlong Empire. It was handed over to the Tianxiang Mountain for safekeeping by the Divine Ancestor before leaving Kunlun.
I never said I would hand it over to the Shenlong Empire."
"Then why..."
Just as Lin Yun was about to speak, Mu Xueling interrupted: "Listen to me. Tianxiang Mountain has never been born, no matter it was the several divine wars or the dark turmoil in Kunlun. It was just that the saint and the divine ancestor were
We are old friends, and this incense has been passed down, so I keep the Qinglong Policy on my behalf."
Lin Yun was thoughtful, and what Mu Xueling meant was probably that Tianxiang Mountain did not care about Qinglong Ce.
If it hadn't been for that adult's instructions, Tianxiang Mountain would not have accepted it at all.
"The Qinglong Ce symbolizes the luck of the Shenlong Era. The Lord left many treasures in the Qinglong Ce. There are many people who covet them, but no one has succeeded. Even when the Nine Emperors joined forces, they couldn't get any of them from the hands of the sacred mountain.
It's cheap, but it's as powerful as Nan Di, so he retreated."
Mu Xueling didn't have any mood swings, but when she said this, her expression changed slightly: "But someone came three years ago..."
Three years ago?
Lin Yun pondered in his mind that he and Su Ziyao separated three years ago and had just left the Fuyun Sword Sect to go to the Ancient Territory.
"Three years ago, a woman came. She passed all the tests that the Nine Emperors failed to pass. I had to follow that gentleman's instructions and go down the mountain with the Qinglong Ce to complete this task for the Shenlong Empress."
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly and he said, "Who is that woman?"
"You know him." Mu Xueling turned around and said.
Lin Yun's breathing became a little rapid. Before he could speak, Mu Xueling raised her eyes and said, "No need to guess, he is the person you have in mind."
The other party's gaze was so menacing that it made Lin Yun's breathing difficult. She was obviously not angry or angry, but it brought great pressure to others.
This was the first time Lin Yun had encountered this kind of thing like having someone see through his inner thoughts. After a while, he said: "Su Ziyao?"
"That's right, Ninth Princess Su Ziyao."
Mu Xueling continued: "After passing the test, she will have to compete with the people in the sacred mountain. The person who will compete with her is Yue Weiwei."
"How is this possible..."
Lin Yun murmured to himself and felt lost for a while. Yue Weiwei and Su Ziyao had already met?
But then he thought about it and realized that Lin Yun should have guessed a long time ago that Yue Weiwei must have known about Su Ziyao's existence and was no stranger to her.
After leaving Lei Island that day and meeting the little princess of the Ji family in Shenhuang Mountain, Yue Weiwei once said that besides the apple of the eye of the Ji family.
There are also two women who are the three goddesses that all the men in the Kunlun world want to marry. They are known as the three most beautiful people in the current era of dragons.
The other one was Mo Qianqian of the Mo family, and the remaining one was someone Lin Yun knew, and now I think it was Su Ziyao.
"What's impossible? You don't think this is the first time they've met, do you?"
Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun and said calmly.
She was very calm, but Lin Yun's heart was in turmoil. Have they met before?
This is too magical!
Lin Yun calculated the time, and it should be before Yue Weiwei and Su Ziyao came to the Xuanhuang Realm.
"She never told me..."
Lin Yun's expression changed and he murmured to himself.
"She said so."
Mu Xueling said coldly: "Have you forgotten? She said she didn't care."
If Lin Yun is struck by lightning, this is what Yue Weiwei said in front of Shuangyue Lake. Brother Yun, Weiwei doesn't care.
At that time, Lin Yun did not dare to look at the other party, but now that he thought about it, he realized how important this sentence was.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and couldn't calm down for a long time.
"These words, I did not intend to tell you, but I have told you them all today, but I want you to understand and not to hurt her heart again."
Mu Xueling stood in the snow, looking at the holy lake and said calmly: "You have hurt her twice, but it can only be done three times."
Whoosh!
She stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake, and then flew out at will. When it landed on the lake, the entire holy lake was instantly frozen.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly and shuddered.
"If Weiwei were awake, I would not dare to say these words to you... A flower blooms only for one tree, and a month comes only for one person. What is love? What is the meaning of the word love?"
Mu Xueling had said many words to Lin Yun before, but this was the only one she whispered to herself, and she didn't know who was listening to it.
If there is an afterlife, don’t be a lover.
Lin Yun had a wry smile on his face. He didn't know what to make of Elder Sheng's words. He had tried to persuade others, but he didn't expect that he was still trapped by his feelings.
"Under the Three Lives Tree, I have made a promise that I will live up to the moon in this life. My destiny is still there, and my moon will shine forever."
Lin Yun's eyes were firm and he said in a deep voice.
The two stood by the holy lake and didn't speak for a long time.
Lin Yun broke the silence and said: "The Holy Elder invited me to Tianxiang Mountain before, but was he sincere?"
"no."
Mu Xueling shook his head and said: "True or false, it's just to confuse others."
"Why?"
Lin Yunqi said.
"Why do you want to enter the sacred mountain? Do you want to become someone like me?" Mu Xueling said suddenly.
Lin Yun secretly thought, it's good for you to be like this...but he clearly felt that when Mu Xueling said this, he was hiding endless loneliness.
"I will stay here for three days and leave in three days."
Lin Yun ended the conversation, turned around and walked over the holy lake, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the lake.
Three days.
Lin Yun was either practicing the Xuan Lei Sword Technique, observing the Xuan Lei Sacred Code, or looking at the sleeping Yue Weiwei.
On this day, amidst the heavy snowfall, lightning flashed.
Lin Yun held the funeral flower and moved around in the middle of the lake. His figure flickered in and out, and the funeral flower was like a thunder snake.
Once it is thrust out, it will be as fast as a thunderbolt breaking through the sun, and thrust out at an angle that ordinary people cannot imagine.
After another half hour, the forest clouds above the center of the lake split into two.
One figure holds the mysterious turtle seal, and another figure holds the thunder snake seal, each using the same set of mysterious thunder sword techniques.
Boom!
Amid the changing visions, the sound of swords roared across the heaven and earth.
The strongest spear and the strongest shield, the visions evolved from the two figures kept changing. In the end, the thunder snake transformed into nine giant pythons, and the sacred patterns on the back of the black turtle criss-crossed like a chessboard.
Whoosh!
The two figures overlapped, and Lin Yun held the funeral flower and exhaled a breath of turbidity. This set of swordsmanship has finally gone from beginner to barely complete.
There are still many things that are not understood, and the true meaning has not yet been grasped.
This sword technique has a total of nine moves, and Lin Yun can basically perform it, but it obviously feels very flawed and not enough to truly deal with the enemy.
He sheathed his sword and walked to a stone table by the lake.
It was getting late now and the snow was falling heavily.
Mu Xueling walked out of the cave, Lin Yun raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Elder Saint, can you have a drink?"
"One cup."
Mu Xueling was startled for a moment, answered briefly, and walked over directly.
"I remember that when I first came to Tianxiang Palace, the Holy Elder gave me a pot of Wanhua wine. I am leaving tonight, and I also gave the Holy Elder a glass of wine to thank the Holy Elder for taking care of him in Tianxiang Palace."
Lin Yun said as he took out the wine flask containing the demigod wine.
When the pure golden demigod wine was poured out from the mouth of the pot, Mu Xueling's expression changed slightly, she raised her eyes and said, "demigod wine."
