After thinking about it on the cliff, relying on the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique, Lin Yun, who was originally seriously injured, almost fully recovered.
Only the shattered ninth profound vein could not be condensed despite several attempts.
With Lin Yun's profound real energy, breaking through to the ninth level should be easy, and he would be able to break through to the ninth level of Xuanwu naturally.
After all, he had swallowed and refined a Blood Flame Fruit and a Qiankun Yin Yang Pill before, both of which were the rare treasures in the world that the Eighth Young Master coveted.
The foundation is still there, and it can even be said that the true energy is surging, as vast as the sea.
Even if he really starts fighting against the Xuanwu Tenth Layer and competes with the real essence, there won't be much difference.
However, his mysterious veins were shattered, which was different from the normal breakthrough of ordinary warriors.
After several attempts, they all ended in failure. The forceful impact caused heartbreaking pain and only aggravated the injury.
He had to find another way to nourish his body with true energy every day and repair his mysterious veins.
There has been some progress, but it's only very slight. I don't know when it will be until the ninth profound vein is truly opened.
If an ordinary person encountered such a predicament, he would probably feel despair.
Lin Yun quickly calmed down, and began to practice the Heart Sutra of Time. While condensing the true essence with the power of time, he moved this technique towards the second level.
When I have nothing to do, I just watch the stars, the moon, the boundless sea of clouds, listen to the wind and enjoy the rain.
The empty and lonely Siguoya Cliff, where even the heartbeat seemed to have an echo, was a rare place for Lin Yun to cultivate his mind.
Before I knew it, one month had passed.
Autumn is approaching, and the chill on the cliffs is even worse.
It's just that this month in the mountains feels like a year has passed, far away from the world, and every minute and second has passed very long.
During this period, the Jiange was in constant turmoil, and Bai Lixuan rose to prominence at an alarming rate. He was promoted to the ninth level of Xuanwu, showing the world the terrifying power of the Holy Body.
Eucharist!
The so-called cultivation of a warrior is nothing more than two points, one is the root and the other is the understanding. The root determines the speed of the warrior's cultivation. With the same resources, the cultivation level promoted by the holy body may be several times, or even ten times greater than that of the spirit body.
Time is always on the side of the Eucharist.
The longer you give him, the faster he will grow. Bai Lixuan showed Da Qin what it means to be shocking.
He had been in seclusion for too long, and Da Qin had almost forgotten him, but when he came out of seclusion, no one could help but pay attention to him.
There is no other reason, it's just that the light is too dazzling.
It's just that Lin Yun doesn't know all this and can't know it.
On this day, a ray of light suddenly exploded in Lin Yun's mind. Countless information emerged like a tide, condensing into dense golden runes that kept flashing.
He has a photographic memory and can remember everything in one breath.
But it was the Heart Sutra of Time that broke through to the second level. These exquisite ancient runes are the second-grade spiritual patterns that every mysterious master dreams of.
Ordinary people practice spiritual patterns, not to mention that spiritual patterns are rare and difficult to search for. Even if the spiritual patterns are complete, it is extremely difficult to remember them.
But now, when he breaks through the second level of the Heart Sutra of Time, countless second-grade spiritual patterns are deeply engraved in his mind.
You don’t even need to remember it deliberately, just think about it for a moment and it will emerge completely.
"Flame Pattern
…”
With a slight thought in his mind, Lin Yun picked up a dead wood branch and began to draw randomly on the ground.
The true energy was condensed, and with the blessing of the years, the writing was still quite awkward at first. But after gradually getting familiar with it, the writing became vigorous and powerful, with iron hooks and silver hooks, and the writing became smooth and flowing.
Wow!
When the last stroke fell, the complete spiritual pattern burned like a flame.
Lin Yun exhaled a stale breath and looked at the flame patterns on the ground, thoughtfully.
After nearly forty days, I finally broke through the Heart Meridian of Time and made some small gains.
He became interested and drew many second-grade spiritual patterns in one go.
Thunder cloud pattern, violent wind pattern, Geng gold pattern, green wood pattern... Isolated second-grade spiritual patterns appeared one after another on the ground. They were shining, shining with a faint light, and full of aura.
Spirit patterns are very mysterious existences. They can be used to make elixirs, refine weapons, and form formations...
Is it okay to kill someone?
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Lin Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Closing his eyes, Lin Yun sat cross-legged and looked inwards.
At the dantian, the ice-crystal-like Purple Kite flower has a total of seventy-one petals. Only one petal is missing from the Sword Technique to advance to the ninth level. But this petal is as difficult as climbing to the sky. It is not easy to break through.
Under the purple irises, there are circles of light light patterns, like ripples on water.
Counting it carefully, there are a total of eighteen circles of light patterns, each of which represents the power of time.
After being promoted to the second level of Xuanwu in the Heart Sutra of Years, the power of years that was originally mixed in the true essence was condensed into substantial light patterns.
My mind looked towards the ninth profound vein. Compared with the original, this broken mysterious vein had recovered a little.
But overall, less than one-tenth of the total, it will take at least two years to fully recover.
"Two years..."
Lin Yun murmured to himself, Do you really want to stay here in Siguoya for two years?
Siguoya is just a cage, just a little wider than other cages.
But in the final analysis, it is also a prison.
Being imprisoned here is like locking a tiger in a cage, with its body curled up and unable to move.
Only when you go deep into it can you experience this kind of frustration and depression.
In the dry cave at the back, there were many bloody scratches on the walls, which was shocking and messy.
It was a disciple who was once imprisoned here, and in depression, he grabbed it out with his fingers on the hard wall.
Walking straight to the edge of the cliff, surrounded by clouds and mist, the abyss below was filled with icy cold wind.
It was so cold that it was impossible to see clearly. A few more glances would give rise to waves of fear.
The unknown, always, always makes people scared.
"I wonder if senior sister is awake."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, worry flashing in his eyes.
When I think about the situation beyond the cliff, the person I am most worried about is naturally none other than Sister Xinyan.
As soon as I think of this, I will have a strong impulse to leave this thought cliff.
But in the blink of an eye, you will think, so what if you leave, senior brother Xin Jue died because of him, do you really have the courage to see sister Xin Yan?
He looked at the endless sea of clouds in front of him, the look in his eyes was speechless.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
Under the sea of clouds, bursts of piano music can be heard. The music is sparse and intermittent, and it touches people's heartstrings.
"Come again?"
Ever since Lin Yun came here and thought about the cliff, from time to time there would be the sound of a piano, coming from under the abyss.
It inspires people's hearts and makes them want to jump into the abyss and find out what's going on.
Several times, Lin Yun was just one step away from jumping, but he finally held back.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, looking slightly irritated.
It would be fine if the music was pleasant, but the music is messy, without any melody, and the tune doesn't make sense.
Quietly, another half-moon scene slipped away unknowingly.
Thinking over the cliff.
A nimble figure faced the scorching sun, using a dead branch as a sword. The sword came out like the wind, flashing and moving. The sword technique was like clouds and flowing water, ghosts and ghosts, horses and horses flying in the air, leaving no trace, rising like clouds, and invisible like water.
Sometimes it is like a violent storm, and the sword light is like a turbulent wave; sometimes the spring breeze turns into rain, moistening things silently.
Looking vaguely, there seemed to be two figures fighting each other. Using two different styles, they performed the same swordsmanship and competed with each other.
The light of the bright moon, the light of the bright moon!
Two figures each drew out a sword. Between the flat ground, two bright moon-like sword lights collided fiercely, causing a shocking loud noise.
Thousands of miles of frost!
Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water!
The three major killing moves were launched one after another, and the sword radiance scattered in the boundless sea of clouds suddenly fell into pieces. The cold sword radiance bloomed brightly under the reflection of the scorching sun, like blossoming swords.
Flowers bloom in the clouds.
When the storm subsided, I was shocked to find that Lin Yun was the only one on the cliff.
The so-called opponent is just Lin Yun who has two minds and plays the role directly with the peak seven profound steps.
When practicing swordsmanship in the mountains, there are no monsters or companions. If you want to practice swordsmanship, you can only fight with yourself.
Anyone else here would definitely be shocked.
Swordsmanship and body skills must be extremely advanced to achieve this level.
But Lin Yun has long been used to it, and he was just forced out.
"This Shuiyue Sword Technique seems to have potential to be tapped, but I have obviously reached the peak of perfection. How can I still practice it further?"
Lin Yun was slightly puzzled. Kung Fu and martial arts, the four realms.
First success, small success, great success, perfection.
Is there another realm beyond perfection?
Just at this time, under the sea of clouds, another piano sound sounded, disturbing his thoughts for no reason.
The sound of the piano was messy, but the master who played the piano didn't know it, and instead played more cheerfully.
"I want to see what kind of monster you are!"
Anger flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He really couldn't bear it anymore. He could bear it and thought about the loneliness and emptiness in the cliff.
But really, I can't stand the messy sound of the piano, it's like a demon, torturing people's hearts.
Whoosh!
Taking one step forward, Lin Yun came to the edge of the cliff, frowning as he looked at the abyss under the sea of clouds.
To jump or not to jump?
[The situation is not good, please give me some time, this plot is really difficult to write.]
