The black blood demon wolf was divided into two halves, the mutated demon pattern leopard had no bones, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Teana "Fiction. 』⒉
Lin Yun watched all this calmly, his eyes were restrained and thoughtful.
It seems that my judgment is indeed correct. It is not the weakness of Shuiyue swordsmanship, but its strength.
The king is invisible, and the spirit changes smoothly.
The style of the king is invisible and powerful.
The wind has no form, the clouds are impermanent, the mountains have power, and the water has no form. Shuiyue swordsmanship is like this, every move and every style is full of variables, the strong water floods the mountains and rivers, the stormy waves, the weak spring rain, and the moisturizing things are silent.
The boundless sword stance, full of endless variables, is erratic, how should the opponent deal with it
Lin Yun thought about it, and rushed to a headache for his enemy.
In this way, it is the true power of the spirit-level swordsmanship. This Shuiyue swordsmanship is not only tasteless. On the contrary, in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, the most powerful spirit-level swordsmanship.
Senior Brother Tang Tong must have gone in the wrong direction, so he practiced this swordsmanship sparsely.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Lin Yun pondered: "There are still four days. When I master the sword stance of Yin Zhihan, this Shuiyue swordsmanship can barely be called a great achievement."
Swordsmanship training, as long as you grasp the true meaning of it, it will be much easier to practice.
It is like finding a bright road that leads straight to the end of the countless twisting roads.
Da da da!
The figure of the blood dragon horse appeared in the field of vision and grinned at Lin Yun. Then, unceremoniously, he ran towards the demon pills of these two monsters.
Two Xuanwu seven-layer demon pills, especially a mutant demon pill, are enough for this blood dragon and horse to have a full meal.
This blood dragon horse has a trace of true dragon blood.
Now that he has reached the sixth level of Xuanwu, if he swallows these two demon pills, he is afraid that he will be promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu at any time.
Without disturbing the blood dragon and horse to eat, Lin Yun put the sword in the box and looked at the core of the Silent Mountain.
There, there is a great horror, and at a glance, it makes people feel heavy pressure. According to rumors, in the depths of this Silent Mountain Range, there is the existence of Heaven Soul Realm monsters, which is so tyrannical.
The monsters in the Celestial Soul Realm were unimaginable existences that Lin Yun could not imagine. As long as they encountered them, they would surely die.
Not to mention him, even if it is the elder of the Zifujing in the sect, if he encounters it accidentally, he will die.
However, as long as I don't go too deep, it shouldn't be a big problem. Even if I encounter a Zifu realm monster with the Red Flame Banner by my side, I can at least escape.
Looking at the blood dragon and horse, Lin Yun did not intend to bring it with him. The purpose of this trip was to find an excellent place to practice swordsmanship.
Only one person can achieve the effect.
There are many monsters and beasts in the mountains, and almost every few miles you walk, you can't avoid a battle. Lin Yun didn't think too much about it, he met the enemy all the way, and used his burial foil to fight a bloody path.
Occasionally lost, or there are many monsters, so they left calmly with seven profound steps.
The Seven Profound Steps, which are close to the peak of perfection, made him have no fear, and he was determined to leave. Few monsters could catch up to him.
Half a day later, through the ancient trees that supported the sky, a waterfall appeared in the field of vision.
The waterfall falls from the high mountain, as long as a thousand feet, like a silver light, and the water is turbulent. It fell below, forming a rather vast lake, with shocking water splashes from time to time.
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he saw the lake for the first time in this Silent Mountain Range for several days.
"Just here."
Lin Yun stretched his arms slightly, his body like fallen leaves, floating steadily above the lake.
The true essence in the body is turbulent, and it is like a flat ground on the lake, and it walks. Lingbo's micro-step, but it is not very skillful, Xuanwu realm powerhouse can easily do it with strong real energy.
It is nothing more than a person with a good body, and walking in it will not consume too much real energy.
"The water is soft, the moon is yin; the sky is seen with water, only the moon exists; the sword is used to view the heart, and the lonely fragrance is self-appreciating; the king is invisible, and the spirit changes smoothly; the wind of the king is invisible and powerful; water and moon swordsmanship, the most yin Chilling, supreme and arrogant…”
Fighting on the lake, Lin Yun closed his eyes tightly, thinking of swordsmanship formulas in his mind.
The four directions of heaven and earth are quieter in their perception. Apart from the roaring sound of the waterfall, and the breeze swaying slightly on the lake, there was no sound.
When the heart is completely quiet, even the sound of the waterfall falling has disappeared.
Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, opened his hand, and the burial sword turned into a cold light, stabbing straight out.
boom!
The monstrous sword force rose up, and the waves on the lake were like pillars, reaching a height of hundreds of meters, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.
rub rub!
Lin Yun swung his sword after sword on the water, constantly swinging it out. Time passed, and before you knew it, two days passed. In these two days and nights, Lin Yun completely forgot himself and immersed himself in the cultivation of the Shuiyue swordsmanship.
In addition to the impermanent and invisible swordsmanship, the Shuiyue swordsmanship also has the true meaning of being supreme, arrogant, and yin and cold. Today, the spiritual changes are smooth, the understanding is thorough, the highest and the arrogant, the yin and the cold, but it is always a little bit worse.
"Far from enough… "
On the clear water lake, Lin Yun didn't know how many swords he had swung, like a madman, but his eyes were still calm and deep.
The more crazy, the more calm and composed.
Not enough, not enough, far from enough!
Lin Yun shouted wildly in his heart, the swordsmanship displayed on the lake was actually much more refined than two days ago. When Lin Yun lost his mind, his boundless sword stance exuded a terrifying chill.
Under the urging of the Ziyuan Sword Art, this icy sword stance was even more shocking.
The lake water that stirred up in the air was scattered like snow and fell down. Inadvertently, this Shuiyue swordsmanship with the yin and cold side quietly spread out.
Lin Yun, who was immersed in swordsmanship, did not notice this scene, and was still swaying his sword in ecstasy.
All of a sudden, his whole body was full of sword power, madly advancing, and madly accumulating.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed with consternation, then he came to his senses and closed his eyes. Concentrated in his mind, in the vast cold and snow, he constantly felt the soaring sword power.
As soon as he closed his eyes, it was two full hours.
call out!
When he opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he pondered: "So it is."
The light in his hand overflowed, and the burial foil sword was like a dream, and he waved his hand. The moment the sword came out, a thunderous roar resounded, and the reckless swordsmanship completely merged with the landscape.
Boom!
The next moment, the lake surface gathered and trembled, dozens of shocking water waves. Accompanied by a thunderous roar, like the arrow of Li Xuan, it rushed into the sky like lightning on the lake.
Lin Yun's eyes were stern, and the burial foil raised up waved again.
When the sword light fell, dozens of water waves instantly condensed into ice on the lake surface, turning into icicles of cold light.
Extremely high and arrogant, and the most yin and cold, this Shuiyue swordsmanship can be regarded as a preliminary achievement. Thinking about the real success, it will take some time before the understanding of the past few days is fully integrated.
If he were an ordinary person, he would be able to cultivate the Shuiyue Sword Technique to such a state in just five days.
I don't know how ecstatic...
But Lin Yun is very clear that the time is too short, and it can only be regarded as a strong success, and there is no need for quick success.
Although Hufa Mei didn't give me the full copy of Dominant Sword, this Shuiyue swordsmanship was enough for me to use for a while. At least the power of this swordsmanship is much stronger than that of Dragon Tiger Fist.
The most important thing is that this sword technique is more in line with his Ziyuan Sword Art.
Although he can achieve the unity of the fist and the sword, the sword technique, after all, has to rely on the sword in his hand to wield its true power.
There are still two days before we leave for the princess' birthday party.
The swordsmanship practice was smoother than expected, but I could spare some time to study Qingxuan's records on the way back to the sect.
Qingxuan's written record, from a mysterious expert, has thirty-six pages, and is composed of thirty-six paintings and calligraphy drawn by spirit patterns.
Among them, the spirit patterns are too deep and difficult to understand, but Lin Yun has a vague feeling.
He had a guess that the reason why he and Elder Hong were different from the pictures he saw in the Rose Flower Scroll. It is very likely that this rose flower scroll is drawn with spiritual patterns, but it is more inscrutable and of higher quality.
If you want to understand the rose flower scroll, Qingxuan's comprehension of the transcript has to gradually improve the process.
…
In the capital of the Great Qin Emperor, in a secret attic box outside the palace of the four major clans.
Wang Yan felt nervous in his heart, and looked a little anxious. But behind the crystal bead curtain, the mysterious young man who took his time and poured his own drink did not dare to complain at all.
The other party summoned him over, and he had been hanging for half an hour without saying a word.
Snapped!
The mysterious young man behind the bead curtain pressed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. The indifferent gaze fell on Wang Yan through the bead curtain, and said coldly: "Wang Yan, you are really not up to your expectations... Even if you are sure of everything, you will fail."
thump!
Wang Yan's face turned pale, and his expression became extremely ugly, but there was still some helplessness in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Your Highness, I really can't blame me this time, no one expected that boy to be so powerful. Chang Hao and Chu Haoyu Together, they were all defeated in his hands..."
The person behind the curtain sighed, played with the wine glass, and laughed at himself: "Last year, you told me that this person is just a sword slave who came out of a small place, and I don't need me to take action for you. The favored Chu Haoyu is abolished in public, and it seems that this is the first time that the evildoer of the Qingxuan Society has been so embarrassed."
Although he was laughing, the mysterious young man's gaze fell on Wang Yan through the bead curtain, but it made him feel like falling into an ice cave, his hands and feet cold.
Lin Yun!
Wang Yan gritted his teeth in his heart, if it wasn't for Lin Yun, how could he be so embarrassed in front of His Highness.
"Forget it, you don't have to worry about this matter anymore. For those who dare to abolish my Qingxuanhui, I want to see what they are capable of."
The mysterious young man withdrew his smile and waved his hand, but Wang Yan was relieved, and a flash of ecstasy flashed in his heart at the same time, but he still blamed himself on the surface: "This subordinate is incompetent, such a role, you want to let His Highness take action, and subordinate is willing to be punished."
Pouring himself a glass of wine, the young man glanced at Wang Yan, but did not care about his careful thoughts.
With a slightly solemn expression, he asked, "How is Bai Lixuan's situation?"
Wang Yan cupped his hands and said: "I heard from the elders of the sect that Bai Lixuan is very likely to be promoted to the Holy Body. Now that he is not out of the customs, he is just accumulating a lot of money.
There were not many surprises in the young man's eyes, and he said softly, "Where's Xin Jue?"
Mentioning Xin Jue, Wang Yan's face was a little unsightly, and whispered: "Not long ago, he was promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu, and the sect elders are quite optimistic about him. He even expects him to be able to win the Dragon Gate Grand Competition. First."
"First?"
The young man's face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a flash of killing intent in his eyes: "He doesn't give up, the Dragon Gate Competition is the first, so he can make a request to the Holy Envoy. These two brothers and sisters, I'm afraid they both want to win the Dragon Gate Competition in their dreams. First."
Wang Yan hurriedly complimented: "With His Highness here, he wants to fight for the first place is a fool's dream. Relying on the support of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, these two brothers and sisters thought that they could get out of His Highness's control, which is also very naive."
"The people I like, don't try to get in my way."
The mysterious young man pondered: "Two days later, Princess Fenghua's birthday party seems to be led by Xin Jue."
"Well, I heard that this kid Lin Yun will also go with him."
"Really? At that time, you have to take a good look at this, the new monster of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion." The mysterious young man was noncommittal, with a playful smile on his face.