Luo Feng was shocked, completely stunned, and couldn't help but scream.
When he saw Protector Mei punishing Bai Ting and almost beating him to death, he thought things had turned around.
Even if Lin Yun is punished, it won't be too severe.
But when he heard that Protector Mei wanted to destroy one of Lin Yun's profound veins, he was completely dumbfounded.
How can this profound vein be abolished? Not to mention the pain caused by the shattering of the mysterious vein, this kind of regression in cultivation is simply a fatal blow to the warrior.
"Luo Feng, do you have something to say?"
Protector Mei said in a deep voice.
"Guardian Mei, Lin Yun's profound veins cannot be cut off. How did he get this level of cultivation? He worked hard for it in the secret realm of the magic lotus. It was hard-earned. The secret realm appears every twenty years. How many lives can he have in this life?"
After twenty years, how can he recover from this waste?"
Luo Feng felt that his heart was filled with panic and he couldn't care about much. He said with some excitement: "Lin Yun has made great achievements for my sword pavilion. He killed the robber Moruo with his sword and let the thousand-year-old bell and phoenix feathers rise to the sky. He was in Qiongtai
At the princess banquet, I single-handedly turned the tide and strengthened the reputation of my sword pavilion. The secret realm of the magic lotus,
He climbed to the tenth floor of the palace, letting the snow fall on the wasteland, and the legend reappeared. Isn't this enough? The black demon elixir, the remaining martial arts books, the best elixirs, and the ancient secret treasures he dedicated to the sect have just been counted and put in
In the Hall of Merit and Virtue, my sect’s foundation has greatly increased, how can Jiange destroy the bridge across the river and destroy his profound veins!”
"So, he killed nine people in a row in Jiange and ignored the sect's rules. Should I reward him?"
Protector Mei turned around and shouted in a deep voice.
Luo Feng looked excited, trembling all over, and said in a choked voice: "The iron law of the sect... you said the same thing ten years ago. The sect has an order, so I watched helplessly. Brother Ye's family was destroyed, and Brother Ye was the rescuer."
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Fate! Without Brother Ye, would you have the position of protector today? Ten years later, you said the iron law of the sect again, and this time I don’t accept it. Protector, Xin Jue is dead, and Xinyan is in a coma and hasn’t woken up yet, why do you still have to do it?
Destroy one more of Lin Yun’s profound veins!”
Protector Mei's expression was slightly startled. When he recalled the past, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
"The Iron Law of Jiange, if you can't protect those who are loyal to Jiange, then what's the use of him? Protector, please take back your life."
Luo Feng looked at Protector Mei and advised in a deep voice.
Lin Yun had closed his eyes, and a trace of tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He thought that the tears had been shed during the ten days in the Sword Burial Forest.
But today, I still couldn't hold it back.
"Defender, don't destroy Senior Brother Lin's profound veins. If Wang Yan is to kill him, he will be killed. He is domineering and bullying his fellow disciples. Hasn't he done enough?"
"This Gentlemen's Alliance is the cancer of Jiange and should have been disbanded long ago. Senior Brother Lin Yun killed well today, but he vented his anger on us!"
"Although we have never had any dealings with Senior Brother Lin, we have never heard of any rumors about Senior Brother Lin bullying his fellow disciples."
…
Luo Feng was so moved that he spoke from the bottom of his heart, which moved many Jiange disciples outside Xiaoyun Square.
They all came forward, knelt on the ground, and began to plead for Lin Yun.
They were disciples of Jiange, and even practicing in the Xuanwu realm was not easy. The pain and consequences caused by destroying a Xuanwu vein were simply a catastrophic blow.
If your will is slightly weak, you may understand the path of martial arts.
Seeing the dense crowd of sect disciples kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, Protector Mei's expression changed slightly.
There had never been such a shocking scene in Jiange, and for a moment, he felt doubly embarrassed.
Phew!
But once again, Lin Yun closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a large mouthful of blood. His already pale face
His body was swaying like a skinny branch that would fall over in the wind, and he looked a little desolate.
The aura of the ninth level of Xuanwu on his body suddenly dropped sharply.
Cut off your own profound veins!
The sudden scene shocked everyone, including Protector Mei, whose expressions changed drastically.
"Lin Yun!"
Elder Luo Feng was the first to rush forward. He burst into tears and said, "Why bother...You kid, you are always like this."
Lin Yun squeezed out a smile and consoled him: "Elder Luo, don't embarrass Protector Mei. Maybe this decision may not have been made by him and cannot be changed by him. Furthermore, Jiange has been established for so long that there will be no rules.
, you can spare me the death penalty, and you have shown mercy outside the law, so it is wrong to embarrass Protector Mei again."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the thousands of disciples who were pleading for him in the dilapidated square, and said with cupped hands: "I have only met you a few times at most, but today you can speak generously to me and kneel down to beg for mercy. Lin Yun
I am not worthy of it. Thanks to all of you, my brothers and sisters, the reputation of Jiange will surely last forever."
"Junior Brother Lin..."
In the dilapidated Xiaoyun Square, the sect disciples who stood up looked at each other with shock on their faces.
Such a result is really unpredictable.
Protector Mei let out a deep sigh in her heart and silently came to Lin Yun. Without saying a word, she patted him on the shoulder three times.
Every time he took a shot, a strong force of true energy flowed into Lin Yun's body, easing the injuries caused by the severed mysterious veins in his body.
After waiting three times, the heartbreaking pain was gone.
"In Siguo Cliff, you are not allowed to carry a sword, and you are not allowed to have a storage bag. If you trust me, leave it to me for safekeeping."
Protector Mei said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, took off the sword box behind him, and his eyes fell on the ancient sword box. In the box was his Flower Burial Sword. Since he got this sword, it has never been separated from him.
Half a lifetime of duckweed has passed away with the water, and a night of cold rain has buried the famous flowers. The soul is like a willow cotton blowing to pieces. You go and I stay, for two autumns.
Suddenly, the poem that I had thought about when I first got this sword came to my mind.
Many images flashed through his mind. From the Qingyun Sect, from a humble sword slave, to the present. There have been life and death, separation, despair, and sadness, but this sword will never leave him.
After handing the sword box to Protector Mei, Lin Yun took off the storage bag and handed it out solemnly.
There are many treasures and secrets in the storage bag.
But Protector Mei must be a trustworthy person, so don't think too much about leaving it to him.
"Let's go."
Protector Mei personally led the way and took Lin Yun to Jiange Siguo Cliff.
Under the somewhat lost gazes of everyone, the back of the young man in blue disappeared little by little, and many sighs rang out in Xiaoyun Square.
Lin Yun, although he is gone, he is destined to leave an indelible impression on the disciples of Jiange.
He has too many past events worth recalling.
The arrogant evildoer, the outstanding person, his name and his sword are well deserved.
The sun sets in the west.
After witnessing a great drama, Qin Yu and others, who had not shown up from beginning to end, returned to the imperial capital.
Along the way, the members of Qingxuanhui around Qin Yu were filled with emotion when they mentioned what happened in Xiaoyun Square during the day.
These people are all at the top of the tenth level of Xuanwu, and are even half-step masters of the Zifu. They are second only to the Eighth Young Master in terms of reputation and strength in the Great Qin Empire.
But when I saw Lin Yun's various actions today, I didn't say much, but I felt a little admiration in my heart.
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Cutting off the profound veins, doing such a cruel thing to oneself, I thought to myself that no one could do it.
Qin Yu was in a good mood. Although Lin Yun was not dead, he cut off his profound veins and was destined to be disabled.
Even if he is lucky enough to be promoted to a few levels of Xuanwu again, it won't happen this year. He will definitely have nothing to do with the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year.
Besides, the living Lin Yun was worth more to him than the dead Lin Yun.
Ta-ta-ta!
As they were walking through the barren mountains, dust suddenly billowed in front of them. A group of murderous people, riding monster horses, blocked the path of Qin Yu and others.
Everyone was suddenly surprised. Who in the Qin Empire could be so bold?
You dare to block Qin Yu's road. Are you impatient?
"First Prince, should I go and take a look?"
Xuantian Sect Han Gang frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
Qin Yu smiled and said softly: "Don't be nervous, just back off first, they are just a bunch of useless dogs."
"But……"
"Back off first."
Qin Yu's smile did not diminish and he continued.
When the others saw this, they stopped talking. They all knew that His Highness the First Prince would never repeat his words three times. Once he said it three times, the consequences would be disastrous.
He had already told everyone to back off twice, so naturally he did not dare to persuade them again.
After a while, the Qingxuanhui members and guards surrounding Qin Yu all receded like the tide, leaving him alone and walking towards him.
Behind the dust, this group of menacing warriors is none other than others.
It is the Wang clan, one of the four major clans of the Great Qin Empire, and its leader is the current patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Tian!
Looking at Qin Yu who came alone, Wang Tian's face was extremely gloomy, and he even had a strong murderous intention.
"First Prince, you are so brave. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you in anger?"
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wang Tian said through gritted teeth.
Qin Yu's handsome face was calm and he chuckled softly: "It was Lin Yun who killed Wang Yan. I'm afraid you have found the wrong person."
"It was indeed Lin Yun who killed Wang Yan, but it was you, Qin Yu, who allowed Wang Yan to stay in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion!"
Wang Tian pointed at Qin Yu and shouted angrily.
"If you hadn't made it clear time and time again that Wang Yan was safer in Jiange than in the palace, how would I have let him go to Jiange? Your Highness is really a good calculator! The Wang family just sold their lives for you, and in the blink of an eye you sold Wang Yan, and you killed him.
Donkey, what a trick!"
"Really? I'm curious, what did I ask your Wang family to do for me?"
"It's fun to pretend to be stupid... If I hadn't listened to your orders, why would our Wang family have taken the risk and ambush the core disciples for this?"
"My order? Haha, who did I ask for the order? The clan leader should tell me."
Qin Yu looked innocent and crossed his arms over his chest.
"You asked Wang Yan to tell me personally..."
But before he finished speaking, Wang Tian's expression suddenly changed. Wang Yan was already dead, and there was no evidence that he was dead.
He looked at the other person again. The other person had his arms folded across his chest, and the smile on his face was clearly full of teasing.
"Keep going, Patriarch. Why don't you stop talking? This story is really interesting. I haven't heard enough yet."
Qin Yu grinned, with a calm expression on his face.
"I kill you!"
Wang Tian was so angry that he trembled with anger and jumped into the air from the monster horse.
The strong wind suddenly rose, and with the murderous intention boiling, he killed him like lightning.
