Three hundred and eighty seventh chapter twists and turns
Chapter 387
The next morning, Lin Yun opened his eyes.
I feel relaxed all over, no pain from internal or external injuries, and I am in a very stable state.
In his previous battles with others, in addition to horrific external injuries, he also suffered many internal injuries, and his internal organs suffered varying degrees of trauma.
Even the slightest movement makes my whole body hurt.
But during the war, he couldn't care about these things. After the war, all the pain doubled.
This sleep made him completely relaxed. Coupled with the spiritual liquid in the gauze, his physical injuries were already 50% better.
Warriors don't need to sleep, they can meditate and practice.
For warriors, sleeping is often a luxury. Lin Yun has not slept in the Magic Lotus Secret Realm so far.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I don’t dare.
But in fact, sleep brings great benefits to the body, especially the spiritual level.
Lin Yun had a smile on his face. The senior sister was thoughtful.
After getting up and getting dressed, I saw that there was no sign of the large army moving out yet, so I guessed that they would not leave until noon.
There was no rush at the moment and he took out four items from the storage bag.
A bottle of Cold Cloud Pill, a pot of fourth-grade famous wine, a yellow hidden sword gourd, and an ancient treasure weapon named Canxue.
Coming out of the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, he has countless treasures on his body.
But in the end, he still handed them all over. The sect protected him and fought to the death against the four sects for him, so he would not refuse to repay this kindness.
Besides, he has gained enough in the secret realm, no one can compare with him.
The elder holding the sword asked him to choose, and he chose Hanyundan, famous wine and Hidden Sword Gourd.
The residual blood sword was forcefully given to him by the elder holding the sword.
Thinking of this, Lin Yun smiled. The sect didn't want to see him suffer too much.
It is said that no one in the sword pavilion uses a sword, but everyone understands the value of this sword and there is no need to say more.
He probably won't be able to improve his cultivation for a long time, so other elixirs will be of little use.
However, Ziyuan Sword Technique is at the peak of the eighth level, and there is still a chance to go further. This Cold Cloud Pill will have miraculous effects.
Right now, what he is most interested in is the Hidden Sword Gourd, which is a very rare secret treasure.
Secret treasures are different from treasures and armors. They refer to various strange treasures, such as rings, exquisite towers, mirrors and tripods.
He must first shed his blood to identify its owner and leave his own mark, then this hidden sword gourd can truly belong to him.
The Hidden Sword Gourd, also known as the Sword-Raising Gourd, can nourish the sword to improve its quality. It can also allow the sword to accumulate edge and be ready for use to kill enemies with the sword.
After removing the stopper, sharp and sharp air suddenly spurted out from the narrow mouth of the gourd.
Inside the camp, a cold wind blew and howled.
But it just looks like it, and it doesn't have the sharpness and sharpness that I imagined, so it's quite useless.
Lin Yun estimated that if he wanted this Hidden Sword Gourd to truly exert its magical effects, it would require a lot of resources and a lot of spiritual jade.
Without hesitation, he took out a piece of second-grade spiritual jade and threw it in.
Click!
But the spirit jade swayed around in it for a few times, was crushed into pieces, and then all was vomited out.
"this……"
Lin Yun pinched his chin, guessing that Lingyu might not be able to activate this precious gourd.
His eyes swept over and fell on this pot of fourth-grade famous wine.
An idea flashed in his mind, and he took the wine from this man, pointed it at the mouth of the gourd, and poured it down.
Wow!
When the mellow and clear wine is poured into the gourd, the yellow hidden sword gourd suddenly emits a cyan light, crystal clear.
Trouble...
Fourth-grade famous wine is much rarer than Lingyu. I bet this gourd is a wine gourd.
After the pot was filled with wine, the Hidden Sword Gourd became a little heavy in Lin Yun's hand.
But it is far from enough. Even one-tenth of the capacity of the treasure gourd is not large. The gourd may not look big, but its appetite is quite big.
After thinking about it, he took out several jars of monkey wine and filled ten jars before filling the sword gourd half full.
"That's almost enough."
Lin Yun secretly thought to himself that all that was left was to raise the sword, and he had to make this gourd store a sword.
In addition to the Burial Flower Sword, he also had some mysterious weapons in his storage bag. They were some miscellaneous items left behind after killing his opponents. He didn't like them but it was a pity to throw them away.
Swish, swish, swish!
In the storage bag, with a tap, Lin Yun took out seven long swords in succession, all of which were mid-grade mysterious weapons.
For sect disciples, it is a good sword.
"receive!"
He poured his true energy into the treasure gourd, and the hidden sword gourd suddenly glowed brightly, and a majestic suction force spurted out.
But this suction force swept around the seven mysterious weapons and then stopped.
The long sword trembled for a moment and then became quiet.
Not enough grade?
Just when Lin Yun was confused, the sword gourd in his hand bloomed with light, and a majestic suction force fell on the remaining blood.
Sonorous!
The dim light flickered, and the cold light overflowed, and there was a sudden flash, and the remaining blood that came out of the sheath fell into the treasure gourd in an instant.
Lin Yun thoughtfully realized that this gourd was of high quality and Xuan Bing would not like it at all. As long as it was a treasure, regardless of the sword, he would take it away first.
Covering the stopper, Lin Yun sensed that the aura of the residual blood knife was constantly merging with the treasure gourd.
In the gourd, there is an extremely mysterious formation activated, which is tempering the bloody sword soaked in the wine over and over again.
Lin Yun tried to sacrifice the sword in the gourd, but encountered resistance.
Come to think of it, it's not yet time.
For a while, he couldn't figure out the secret, so he guessed that the hidden sword gourd might have a great origin.
In the future, when his strength improves, he will slowly figure it out.
At noon, all members of Lingxiao Jiange set off and embarked on the road back to their clan.
Lin Yun put away the sword gourd, mounted the blood dragon horse, and moved forward with the group. Compared with its heyday, most of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion now has injuries.
Facing the threats in the Silent Mountains, I had to be a lot more careful.
The sky is covered with thunderclouds and the environment is harsh. From time to time, shrill and cruel beast roars can be heard in the mountains.
The monsters at the core of the Nirvana Mountains are quite terrifying and no one dares to take them lightly.
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Encountering monsters from the Zifu is also common. Jiange has already suffered many casualties in the previous battles, and it cannot bear the loss of dead people anymore.
The elder holding the sword walked at the front of the team throughout the whole process. If anything went wrong, he would draw the Xiaoyun Sword.
Ten days later, in the mountain forest ahead, a gray mist enveloped everyone, blocking everyone's way. The mist contained very terrible toxins. At the core of the poisonous mist, the wind roared and thunder flashed. Accompanied by the terrifying roar of beasts, it was very disturbing.
I was frightened and nervous.
Lin Yun frowned slightly. He remembered this place and had a deep impression.
This place is the territory of a purple mansion realm king monster, and it is the only way between the sect and the Nirvana Wasteland.
If you take a detour, it will take several times the time.
At that time, it was the elder who held the sword who took action, using the unpredictable power of the Xiaoyun Sword to drive away the purple mansion realm king monster among them.
Right in front of the team, the elders of the sect looked a little solemn as they looked at the vast poisonous fog in front of them.
On the way back, this is the most difficult part.
"Why don't we take a detour..."
Luo Feng looked at the sword-wielding elder and said softly.
Others didn't know it clearly, but he knew that the sword-wielding elder had fought against many in the Wasteland of Nirvana that day. He seemed to be unrivaled, but in fact he was seriously injured, but he just couldn't show it in front of everyone.
On the way back, the elder holding the sword was seriously injured, so he drew his sword several times regardless of his injuries.
Its strength is much lower than its peak state. It would be dangerous to repel this Zifu monster.
"You can't take a detour. Once you take a detour, you have to walk for half a month longer. I always have a bad feeling along the way. I have to return to the clan as soon as possible to feel at ease."
The elder holding the sword thought for a moment and then spoke.
The other elders did not agree, and thought it would be better to take a detour so as not to waste more time.
At the back of the team, Tang Tong, Lin Yun and his party all felt something was wrong.
"Why did you stop?"
Tang Tong was riding on the monster horse, with a look of confusion on his face.
"I'm afraid there might be a dispute."
Lin Yun said softly, thoughtfully.
After all, it is the king monster of the Purple Mansion Realm. Once it is unable to repel the opponent, the opponent's mad attack will cause great losses to the team.
Deep down in his heart, he was thinking further. He was afraid that the sword-wielding elder would not be able to exert his full strength.
Otherwise, there is no need for the other elders to argue.
An uneasy feeling spread among the deacons and disciples of Jiange.
roar!
Suddenly, a shrill and loud beast roar came from the depths of the poisonous mist. The ground shook violently, thunder and lightning flashed in the mist.
Before he understood what was going on, a head poked out of the mist.
It was the head of a demon snake, but this head was extremely huge, with sharp horns on its head, and its skin was like shriveled purple rock. The scarlet eyes swept around everyone like cold lightning, and then died.
He stared at the elder holding the sword.
The demonic beasts and horses under the crowd all panicked under the force of the opponent's demonic aura.
