The tenth floor of the Treasure Hall has become a legend in the eyes of the sects of the Great Qin Empire.
Legend has it that no one is not curious, no one is not expecting it.
Lin Yun in front of him climbed to the top of the tenth floor and created legends, while they witnessed the legends.
Facing the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun pondered for a while before saying, "There is nothing in the ten layers, no legends, no treasures, only a dream."
"A dream?"
Everyone in the camp looked a little surprised, looked at each other, and they all seemed a little puzzled, and they started to talk in a low voice.
Without waiting for everyone to ask, Lin Yun truthfully told his experience in the Black Lotus Hall and what he saw and heard on the tenth floor of the Hall.
After he finished speaking, the entire Jiange in the tent became silent.
If Lin Yun was telling the truth, the tenth floor of the palace was indeed empty, only the dream left by that man back then.
He was already dead, but his sword was still silently guarding the inheritance left by his ancestors.
As he said, glory lasts forever.
"Except for the people from my Jiange, it is very difficult for outsiders to accept that there is no treasure on the tenth floor of the Treasure Hall."
The elder holding the sword smiled sadly and sighed softly.
Jiange established a sect with swords. They are both swordsmen. They have some sympathy for each other. Even if they are separated by life and death, they can still empathize with that distant past.
Luo Feng laughed and said, "The Demon Flame Sect and the other sects are probably the most common reasons. They are because of these ten-story false treasures that they attacked my Jiange."
"Hmph, these people have also taken this blame. Today's incident has taught them a lesson."
Elder Zhijian said coldly with a expressionless face.
When talking about this, Lin Yun was still a little guilty and bowed: "I am still a little reckless in dealing with things, causing trouble for Jiange..."
But before he finished speaking, Elder Zhijian and the other elders all smiled.
When he was puzzled, Luo Feng smiled and said, "Lin Yun, you are afraid you don't know the style of Jiange. Lingxiao Jiange acts in the Qin Empire and rarely retreats. The ancestor Jian Wuming has his lesson, Lingxiao Jiange,
When Jian established his sect, he regarded sword as a human being, rather than breaking than bend, rather than surrender. As long as this aura is present, even if the sword Pavilion inevitably declines, it will not perish. Do you understand?"
Lin Yun was stunned by it, and was extremely moved. He established his sect with his sword and became a human being.
Elder Zhijian continued: "Even if it wasn't you today, if it were another disciple, Jiange would still protect him. If he retreated today, how would Jiange gain a foothold in the empire in the future? Over the years, Hunyuan Sect has been obsessed with it and recaptured it.
The mountain gate destroyed my inheritance. I was in danger several times but failed to succeed. I, Lingxiao Jiange, rely on this aura."
"Understood."
Lin Yun nodded, not saying much.
"Well, then let's do it for now. However, the treasure you handed over today is too important. How to reward me? I can no longer make the decision. I have to go back to the sect to ask the Protector of Mei before I can make a decision."
Elder Zhijian pondered and said, "Don't worry, the sect will definitely not let you suffer."
"No hurry, I'll go down first."
Looking at Lin Yun's leaving figure, Elder Zhijian showed a look of relief on his face. Lin Yun is indeed a good character.
No wonder the guardian Mei and the pavilion master were able to take so many treasures at the same time, and they took them out as soon as they were taken out.
I'm afraid I've saved a little, and I've returned the sect to protect him with all the favors. The group of people did not work in vain.
The elders present looked a little moved. If they weren't there, they might not have been as determined as Lin Yun.
With so many treasures, who dares to say that he has not moved at all?
In the Destruction Wasteland, all other sects have left.
But Lingxiao Jiange must not be able to set off. With so many casualties, you must rest for a day.
If possible, the longer the rest, the better.
But it is obvious that we cannot stay here for a long time, so we can only rest for a day and then return to the sect quickly to avoid the long nights and dreams.
It was late at night and the violent wind and snow during the day had already stopped for a long time.
This snow comes quickly and goes quickly.
In his own camp, Lin Yun sat cross-legged and used his true energy to heal his wounds.
The hideous blade on the chest is actually not that fatal. What is really fatal is the implicit knife intent in the wound.
The sword intention was mixed with the true energy of a master of the Purple Palace Realm, which was very indelible.
There is something in it. Lin Yun is in the Xuanwu Realm, and his incomprehensible will linger in it, and his true energy cannot compete with him.
Fortunately, Elder Zhijian drove away the sword intent for him, otherwise it would be very difficult for him.
The ferocious wounds at the moment can be recovered in three days with Lin Yun's body. However, this battle is too overdrawn, and it takes some time to return to the peak.
Outside the tent, footsteps were heard.
Lin Yun opened his eyes, but it was Wang Zheng and Tang Tong, who were all here to care about his injuries.
They are all from the same schoolmates, and they are considered familiar with him, so there is no reason not to visit him.
After learning that Lin Yun was not seriously injured, the few people felt relaxed and started chatting casually.
As we chatted, we talked about the battle during the day.
After the bloody battle of the five sects, Tang Tong and others have never experienced such a huge scene for so long.
Fortunately, I finally survived.
Looking back, Lin Yun, in fact, they were fighting with the will of death at that time.
When talking about Liu Yue's appearance, the few people were quite moved. Liu Yue was not too bad.
Lin Yun thought about it and had a deep grudge with her, and the other party did not really use the Shen Ce camp to suppress him.
It shows that he is not really a vicious person.
Otherwise, with her status, it would not be difficult to instigate the senior management of the Shence Camp to do something to herself.
"What are you talking about? You're so happy."
Xinyan lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in with a smile. The few people quickly got up.
"Senior sister, let's talk about Liu Yue again, why would he pull Jiange at a critical moment?"
Wang Zheng was quite realistic and said carelessly.
Tang Tong smiled bitterly and said in his heart that it would be bad.
Sure enough, Xinyan smiled and said, "It's because our junior brother is very charming, heroes save beauty, and beauty is in love. Girls, who doesn't have such a little thought? Besides, our junior brother is indeed quite good.
Charming."
Lin Yun laughed silently and didn't say much.
I know that my senior sister and Liu Yue have many old grudges and will not let go easily.
"Okay, let's go down, I'll cover the wound for my junior brother."
Xinyan's eyes roamed and she laughed softly, and she could see that she didn't care too much about Liu Yue.
"good."
The few people felt relieved, especially Wang Zheng, who blinked at Lin Yun and expressed their regret.
Soon, only Lin Yun and Xinyan were left in the tent, and they were alone.
"You take it off yourself, or I'll take it off."
Xinyan's eyes were filled with charming eyes, the water waves were flowing, and the soul was fascinated,
Yingying smiled, the momentum came over, so beautiful that it was a bit unbearable.
Lin Yun knew that his senior sister was teasing him again and said with a smile: "I'll do it myself."
It was not pretentious at the moment. It took off its top and exposed its half-body covered with new injuries.
In addition to the ferocious wound on his chest that was almost bone-stolen, there were many scars of all sizes left by him fighting with others.
Many of them were not dry and had no scars.
Xinyan's charming face, smile calmed down. She spread her hands and a drop of faint light flashed in her palm. This is the water of Taiyin, and the martial soul of Senior Sister Xinyan is very effective in healing.
You can't use it randomly. Once it is used, it will take a long time to recover.
Without further ado, Xinyan first washed Lin Yun’s wounds, big and small, with the water of Taiyin.
Then take out the gauze that had been soaked in the spirit liquid and bandage it carefully for Lin Yun, with a serious expression and meticulous look.
Speaking of which, Xinyan is also recognized as the number one beauty in Lingxiao Jiange.
She is charming in the sky and has a graceful figure. Even if she doesn't say a word, she has great charm. She lacks concentration and makes people unable to maintain it and is imaginative.
But now, she was busy working in front of her and behind her, exhaling like silk, and the faint fragrance penetrated her nose.
Lin Yun didn't have many distractions and no desires in his heart, and he was not a saint.
But he could clearly feel that Sister Xinyan’s previous feelings with him were not lovers, but relatives, similar to siblings but deeper than siblings.
He cherishes this friendship very much. If he can tolerate it, he hopes to keep it going.
"Sister Xinyan, I originally planned to give that ancient treasure soldier to you. But looking at the senior brother, I gave it to him on the spot."
The silence between the two was somewhat awkward, and Lin Yun raised the topic.
Xinyan smiled casually and said, "Haha, it's the same, his sword will protect me anyway, so I don't feel sorry for you."
"However, I don't seem to be very happy when I look at my senior brother. Is he the other treasure soldiers?"
"Haha, pretend. In front of you, you have to look like a senior brother. On the way I came, I saw him dancing with a sword, and hid him up after seeing me. I didn't care at that time, but now I heard you have a plan.
I gave it to me, I was afraid I snatched it to him."
Xinyan smiled and said, "Don't look at my brother being serious, he is actually very scheming. Can I compete with him? Do you think I am that kind of person?"
Lin Yun smiled, "Of course not."
"I also think, but you still have to give me one in the future, otherwise I might really grab it one day."
"become."
"It's too fast to agree, it's not fun."
Xinyan covered her mouth and smiled, then stretched out her green jade fingers and pointed it in the middle of Lin Yun's eyebrows.
A soft smile appeared on his face: "Okay, little guy, you have a good sleep first."
Before Lin Yun could react, a gentle light burst into Xinyan's body, and a warm feeling poured into Lin Yun's body along the fingertips of her senior sister.
Suddenly, all the wounds that were already painful when they moved were all relieved.
My body relaxed like never before, and my sleepiness surged from all directions, and my senior sister's appearance was gradually blurred.
Lin Yun closed his eyes and slowly fell down.
Xinyan withdrew her fingers, the light on her body dissipated, her face turned pale, and she looked at Lin Yun who was sleeping.
His expression returned to his usual cold appearance, covered him with a quilt, solidifying his sleeping face for a long time.
He left slowly after he was sure that he had fallen asleep.