"Brother, how strong do you think this uncle is?"
Li Wuyou looked nervous, forced a smile, and asked thoughtfully.
"What's going on."
"Hey, just ask."
Lin Yun thought about it for a while, and pondered: "Probably one finger can destroy you and me."
It's not that Lin Yun is exaggerating, it's just that the breath of the old man is completely unpredictable.
Like those High Heaven Sword Pavilion elders, although they are equally strong and terrifying, they can still perceive that it is a mountain, a mountain higher than them.
As for Elder Bai Ting who was in charge of the overall situation, as well as Elder Luo Feng before, they were all mountains that people couldn't look up to.
The old man in front of him couldn't feel it at all, he didn't know if it was a mountain or a sea.
Or more terrifying than mountains and seas.
This difference cannot be stated, but it is not necessary to be stated.
Li Wuyou, who was squatting on the stone platform, smiled embarrassingly, very unnatural.
in the bamboo building.
Rushing through the boxes and overturning the cabinets, it was messy, with many decorations scattered randomly, it looked like it had been looted.
The old man's weathered face was like a stone, without any change.
After coming upstairs, walk up to a seemingly ordinary bronze mirror, be casual.
Whoa!
A lot of pictures suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, from Lin Yun's enlightenment, grasping that little edge, and comprehending the complete sword intent.
When it comes to Li Wuyou's clamor, and his actions of rushing into the bamboo building and rummaging around, nothing was missed.
Looking at the picture of Lin Yun mastering the complete sword intent, he paused for a long time, and said in deep thought: "But it's not a sideshow, can it be recognized by the Sword Burial Forest?"
After a while, the old man who knew everything by heart reappeared in front of the two of them.
The old man only nodded slightly to Lin Yun, and then his eyes fell on Li Wuyou.
He said abruptly, "I planted this bamboo forest."
Li Wuyou's heart was empty, and then he was dumbfounded.
Obviously, he said before that the old man knew which dog planted the bamboo forest.
The old man continued: "This bamboo building is also my residence, and the old man is also a poor ghost in your mouth."
Being caught, Li Wuyou feels so embarrassed and embarrassed now, she smirked: "Senior, there must be some misunderstandings here, listen to me..."
"Don't move."
Whoa!
Li Wuyou, who was squatting on the stone platform, got up halfway and was lightly tapped by the old man.
Lin Yun raised his brows and sensed a sword intent pouring into Li Wuyou's body.
Li Wuyou's expression froze, and she couldn't move at all. She felt like crying without tears: "Brother... oh, I really can't move, brother, please help me."
"Dare to ask the seniors, what's the name?"
"Just call me Thirteen."
Lin Yun cupped his hands and said softly: "Thirteenth Master, Wuyou was also trying to save the boy. In a hurry, he spoke freely, but he really didn't mean to humiliate the seniors."
The Thirteenth Master said coldly: "I've killed a lot of people like him. If it wasn't for him having some affection before, do you think he could live to this day?"
Lin Yun knew in his heart that this senior was just giving a lesson and had no intention of killing.
That's okay, Li Wuyou's temperament, it's not bad to suffer a little.
"You know the spirit pattern?"
The old man was clueless and asked abruptly.
What is the spirit pattern... Lin Yun was puzzled and puzzled.
Seeing this, the old man stopped talking, and ignored Lin Yun with his face.
Take out a hatchet and go out.
It didn't take long for him to bring back a bunch of green bamboos, and he took out a few fatty fish from the fish basket and handled them simply.
Lin Yun stepped forward to help.
The old man looked at him coldly and saw that Lin Yun was skilled and energetic, and he didn't get in the way, so he let him go.
Unconsciously, the old man stopped completely and watched Lin Yun make a fire and grill the fish quietly.
"Interesting, the Purple Yuan Sacred Fire is used to grill fish."
The Thirteenth Master touched his beard, and the vicissitudes of life showed a smile for the first time on his cold face.
Lin Yun smiled, it wasn't the first time he had done this, he was already familiar with it.
After a while, when a few fatty fish were roasted, the aroma was fragrant, and it exuded a strong spiritual energy.
"Master Thirteen, for you."
Lin Yun took out a bunch of grilled fatty fish and handed it to the other party.
The old man smiled slightly, took it, and saw Lin Yun take one and hand it to his own blood dragon and horse.
Then his eyes swept away, Li Wuyou, who was in a half-squatting position, looked at him pitifully with watery eyes.
Seeing that the old man had eaten the grilled fish, Lin Yun was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Senior, how is the grilled fish?"
"Yeah, better than anything I've baked in decades."
"Then look at my friend."
The Thirteenth Master raised his hand and waved, Li Wuyou banged and fell to the ground.
Ignoring the dust on his body, he ran over with a smile and took the grilled fish from Lin Yun's hand.
There were only three fish in total, but Lin Yun didn't care, and wanted to take another one from the fish basket.
But I found that the empty fish basket had nothing.
"Dabu's snow dragon fish can only be caught barely when the ice is broken in winter. How much you can catch depends entirely on luck."
Looking at Lin Yun, the old man was eating grilled fish and smiled lightly.
In fact, the old man had been observing Lin Yun secretly all the time, and it was only now that he was truly satisfied when he saw him.
For decades, no one has realized the sword intent in the Sword Burial Forest.
But seeing the dilapidated bamboo buildings one by one, they were greatly disappointed, and gradually became impatient with the old man, thinking of opportunities. When you open your mouth, you will come to your own identity, and there is no respect between words.
This kind of person, the old man killed a lot, and they all threw away the cold lake to feed the fish.
As for Lin Yun, let's not say where he is.
Simply grilled fish, you can see the character, the first is for the old man, the second is for the blood dragon horse, the third is for a friend, and then it is his turn.
During the period, there is no contrived behavior.
Seeing that this blood dragon horse is fat and strong, it is obvious that on weekdays, it is not thin. Looking at Li Wuyou again, he rushed into the Sword Burial Forest at the risk of death. Although he was a bit silly, he was sincere and true.
All kinds of signs can't be disguised overnight.
"Snow Dragon Fish!"
Li Wuyou, who was nibbling on the fatty fish, his eyes lit up: "This is the king of fish, it is not only delicious and thornless, but also a natural tonic. A snow dragon fish can make the powerhouse in the Zifu realm go crazy. ."
The Thirteenth Master said slowly: "The little guy knows a lot, but the fish in your mouth is the last one."
Li Wuyou wiped his mouth and smiled, "Brother, the fish has already reached my stomach, I'm sorry."
Lin Yun didn't bother to pay attention to this kid, and looking at that happy expression, there was nothing wrong with him.
"I practiced first, and I feel that this spiritual energy can't be restrained."
Li Wuyou was overflowing with spiritual energy, his face flushed red, and he only felt hot all over. Immediately understood that it was the magical effect brought by Xuelongyu, and hurriedly started the Dayan Star Art.
His Dayan Star Secret Art cannot be swallowed with medicinal pills, and his cultivation is extremely slow on weekdays.
It is rare to see a snow dragon fish, and I am overjoyed immediately, lest it be wasted.
The night was getting darker, the blood dragon and horse were sleeping on the ground, and Li Wuyou was still cultivating nervously.
The aura on his body is advancing by leaps and bounds, and the cultivation base grows so fast that it is staggering.
A snow dragon fish, looking at it, is going to let him reach the peak of the innate seven orifices.
Thirteenth Master's calloused hands were on fire unhurriedly.
Suddenly glanced at Lin Yun, got up and walked away, walking towards Hanhu.
"This is… "
Lin Yun moved in his heart and quickly followed.
When he got to the lake, the old man turned his back to Lin Yun and said, "What kind of place do you think the Sword Burial Forest is?"
Lin Yun pondered for a while before saying: "At first, I thought it was an inheritance left by a certain senior, and if it was recognized, it would be an opportunity. Now it seems that it is just the seclusion of the Thirteenth Master."
The old man smiled lightly: "The place of inheritance? If you want to think so, it's not wrong. It's just the inheritance of the old man, how can it be so easy to get. Over the past few decades, there have been ninety-six people who have been able to come to this small courtyard of the bamboo building. people."
"All but the three were thrown into this cold lake by the old man to feed the fish."
Lin Yun was startled, no wonder Wang Ning and the others were so frightened that Wang Ning and others did not dare to go deep into the Sword Burial Forest. It turned out that there were other reasons for it.
"You came in because you were chased and killed. Tell me about it."
Without further ado, Lin Yun briefly explained the conflict between himself and the two brothers Wang Ning when they entered the dark forest.
In his mind, Wang Yan's contempt and humiliation, Wang Ning's madness, Huangfu Jingxuan and others' indifference and persecution all surfaced one by one.
Under the gaze of more than 9,000 newcomers, they were forced into a corner, allowed to be bullied and teased... That kind of despair and desolation.
If you are not in the game, it is difficult to understand.
Lin Yun thought he was calm enough, but when he said it, the killing intent in his heart couldn't help but boil.
"Just because you're a sword slave, I want you to re-test your roots? You're also forced to cancel the seed quota... Hehe, this High Heaven Sword Pavilion is not as good as a year."
The old man's expression was indifferent, his words were cold, and there was an inexplicable killing intent in his words.
"Do you hate it?"
"Hate, but I only hate that my strength is not enough."
The old man said lightly: "Very good. You are not bad in practice, have a solid foundation, and master the complete sword intent. What else is there to do?"
A flash of light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he spit out two words: "Cultivation."
"Then I will give you a cultivation base!"
The Thirteenth Master raised his hand and waved, the cold wind roared, and a cold whirlwind exploded from the center of the lake.
The majestic power of Yin Sha, like the substance, condensed into the wind, and roared up, making the world pale for it.
Lin Yun was stunned to himself, the Yin Sha here is actually much stronger than the Yin Sha sealed in Yin Fengjian.
The Thirteenth Master did not change his face, and said in a deep voice, "There is a formation arranged by our ancestors here, which can transform the power of Yin Sha. As for how much you can get, it depends on your good fortune."
"Why help me? With my talent and roots, I shouldn't be able to get into the eyes of seniors."
Lin Yun suppressed the excitement in his heart and said doubtfully.
The old man turned around abruptly and took off the yellow turban on his forehead. Under the starlight, Lin Yun was stunned when he saw the mark on the center of his eyebrows.
"Master Thirteen, you..."
"Now that you know, why should I help you?"
Putting on the turban again, Master Thirteen said coldly, "Genius? The most inseparable thing in this world is genius, and this old man has seen it a lot. Those who can be angry with me are considered geniuses, otherwise they are not shit."
"Since you have hatred in your heart, then step back hard on me. Otherwise, what's the use of this sword intent? What's the difference with that incompetent generation, don't come to my sword burial forest in the future!"
Lin Yun's heart was full of blood, and he responded word by word: "Junior swears that I will never humiliate the kindness of my predecessors!"