When Lin Yun returned to Luojia Mountain, there was less than one night left before leaving for Princess Fenghua's birthday banquet. s
Seven days of ascetic cultivation in the Silent Mountains yielded a lot.
Shuiyue swordsmanship has been cultivated to the realm of great achievement, and mastered the true meaning of it.
The true meaning in the sword, hardness and softness are combined, showing the style of the king, invisible and powerful.
In addition, relying on a large number of second-grade Lingyu, Lin Yun's cultivation has also improved a lot. After all, his current aptitude is also an eighth-grade spiritual body. Looking at the sword pavilion, he is also an existence like a phoenix feather and a water chestnut.
At the same time, as long as the resources are sufficient, the cultivation base will advance rapidly.
The only thing that is a little helpless is that there are 6,000 second-grade Lingyu. In just seven days, he consumed 2,000 coins, such a huge consumption, I am afraid that the elders of the sect would be dumbfounded.
There is one night left, and we will leave tomorrow.
If you were an ordinary person, you might be a little nervous. After all, it was an honor to go to see the princess. The four major sects and Qin Tian Academy, as well as celebrities in the imperial capital, those imperial relatives and powerful families, I am afraid that there will be many people who go there.
Such a grand event, a little show of prominence, will be famous in Daqin.
If you are lucky, maybe you can make the princess look at it differently... Although the chances are slim, it can't stop some people's fantasy.
Lin Yun didn't have this idea. If Protector Mei had not designated him to go, I'm afraid he might not go.
But now that you have decided to go, you can't slack off.
When the sects gather, and the evil spirits gather, there will definitely be a battle.
He first beheaded the robber Moruo, let Feng Ling Yunxiao resound throughout Qintian County, and then he won the first place in the alliance battle.
If the sects gather together, even if they don't fight with others, they will still be called to the door. If you rashly ask for a big one, once you lose, you will definitely be humiliated a few times.
The night was as cold as water, the moon was bright and the stars were thin. After taking out more than ten second-grade spiritual jade, Lin Yun practiced on the spot in the courtyard.
He is now in the late stage of the fifth stage of Xuanwu, and there is still some distance from the sixth stage of Xuanwu. In a short period of time, although he could not break through the promotion, he still wanted to try it. After all, the number of second-grade Lingyu in his hands was far beyond what others could compare.
Furthermore, compared to the senior disciples of the inner sect in the sword pavilion, the disadvantage of his cultivation base is too obvious.
Although there is Ziyuan Sword Art by his side, let him face the disciples of the seventh level of Xuanwu, and he will not be timid when competing with true essence. But if they can break through the sixth level of Xuanwu, there is no doubt that the chance of winning is even greater.
Click!
In just half an hour, several second-grade spiritual jades in his hands were cracked.
Lin Yun sighed in his heart, mixed with joy and sorrow. The good news is that after being promoted to the eighth level, Ziyuan Juggernaut has been reborn, showing the powerful side of the ancient practice. With such progress, it is just around the corner to catch up with other people's cultivation.
The worry is that the 4,000 second-grade Lingyu in his hand will not last long.
Once the resources are stopped, the cultivation base is afraid that it will be difficult to advance.
Swish swish!
Hundreds of second-grade spiritual jades have been consumed one after another, but they are still one step away from the sixth level of Xuanwu.
If it was someone else who had consumed so much second-grade Lingyu, no matter how poor their aptitude was, they would have already broken through the sixth level of Xuanwu.
"No, before dawn, you must be promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu."
Lin Yun's decision flashed in his heart, and he searched the storage bag for a while. After half a sound, a strange fruit filled with blood-colored splendor, dazzling glass, and overflowing aura appeared in his palm.
Blood inflammation fruit!
When for this strange fruit, the four sons of the Great Qin Empire gathered together, but in the end it fell into his hands.
This item was originally intended to be given to Senior Brother Xin Jue, but Sister Xinyan forcibly kept it in his hands, not allowing him to send it out.
The blood flaming fruit is a different fruit, and when it hits the Purple Palace Realm, refining this fruit can increase the chance by 30%.
The Eight Great Young Masters, no matter who breaks through the Purple Mansion Realm, will surely become the first evildoer in Daqin.
There is only a 30% chance of being promoted to the Purple Palace Realm with this different fruit, which can be used to break through the sixth level of the Xuanwu, which is definitely a 100% success rate.
The only helplessness is that he is too overqualified to use it, and he is too greedy.
Some of the Eighth Young Masters, if they knew that he was going to use this blood flaming fruit to advance to the sixth level of Xuanwu, would probably kill him alive in anger.
"Use it as it should."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed, he no longer hesitated, and swallowed this fruit in his belly.
As soon as the different fruit entered the abdomen, it turned into waves of majestic blood-colored thick pulp, which filled Lin Yun's limbs and bones and internal organs like a volcanic eruption.
The terrifying essence of the sun and the moon made Lin Yun's whole body burn like fire, and his face was flushed to the point of almost bleeding.
Lin Yun was slightly startled in his heart, if this continued, in a few seconds, he would have to be contracted by the aura of this blood flaming fruit.
At the moment, I didn't dare to be careless, and the Ziyuan Sword Art was running wildly.
Boom!
In an instant, his cultivation level has been advancing wildly and soaring more than ever. Like a flood that burst a levee, accompanied by a monstrous noise, it went away, out of control.
Without any hindrance, after a cup of tea, Lin Yun easily broke through the 6th level of Xuanwu that Lin Yun wanted.
After the sixth profound vein was opened, the blood-colored thick pulp formed by the melting of the blood flaming fruit still showed no signs of weakening. Over and over again, it washed away Lin Yun's body, constantly washing and refining the True Essence he had cultivated in the past with blood flames.
The whole body is full of true essence, like a sharp sword, enduring the tempering like a violent storm.
However, the situation has stabilized.
After the sixth level of Xuanwu, Lin Yun ran the Purple Kite Sword Art, and it was much easier to bear the violent impact.
For a moment, Lin Yun felt a trace of remorse in his heart, he really underestimated the value of this blood flaming fruit.
But after a moment, the mind will be firm.
Time passed, and when the sunrise came, Lin Yun opened his eyes and exhaled a long mouthful of turbid air. The depths of his eyes were terrifyingly bright, and his whole body was thick and dignified, exuding an astonishing aura.
It feels unfathomable and unpredictable.
The Sixth Stage of Xuanwu is complete!
A blood flaming fruit lifted him directly from his cultivation level in the late stage of Xuanwu to the peak of the sixth level of Xuanwu.
As expected of the fruit that the four young masters jointly fought for, its value is evident.
If it is used in the late stage of the Xuanwu realm, I am afraid that the effect will be better. If it can be used, how can Lin Yun have any regrets.
As the five fingers clenched tightly, the surging real essence surged, and overnight, the strength more than doubled.
just horrible...
Rao is Lin Yun's state of mind. At this moment, it is inevitable that he feels like he is in a dream, and he doesn't quite believe it.
"Little Junior Brother, it's time to go."
Senior Sister Xinyan's voice sounded outside the yard, and Lin Yun woke up with a start, responded quickly, and washed up before going out.
Pushing open the gate of the courtyard, Senior Sister Xinyan was wearing a cyan long gown today, dressed as a man. Although it was still difficult to hide her graceful figure, the extra dash of heroic aura made people's eyes shine.
"Our little junior brother is getting more and more handsome."
Xinyan looked at Lin Yun, dressed in a green shirt, looking capable, with delicate facial features, and beautiful eyes, but the more she looked, the more joyful she became, and said with a smile, "Hehe, at the birthday party, Princess Fenghua might have a different opinion on you."
Lin Yun, who had been in the sect for more than half a year and experienced a lot of right and wrong, was obviously more refined than he was when he first entered the sect.
Raising hands and feet, it is already quite demeanor.
"Senior sister is joking."
Lin Yun replied softly, disregarding it.
Princess Fenghua, the most beautiful woman in Daqin, is the dream lover of many warriors. But to him, whether it is Su Ziyao of Qingyun Sect, or Yue Weiwei, whom he met later, they are all stunning and charming.
I don't think that Princess Fenghua's beauty can surpass the two of them.
"etc… "
Xinyan found out that something was wrong, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she said in surprise: "Little Junior Brother, have you been promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu?"
Lin Yun nodded and did not deny it.
"That's right, after the alliance war, you have 6,000 second-grade spiritual jade in your hand. With such a huge resource, it is not surprising to be promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu."
After being surprised, Xinyan smiled lightly and said softly.
There was nothing to hide from Senior Sister Lin Yun, and he said truthfully: "I refined the Blood Flame Fruit."
A flash of surprise flashed across Xin Yanqiao's face, but she didn't look at it with any blame, and said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother is willing, but it doesn't matter, just use it. Hee hee, let's go, big brother and the others wait for us."
The two rode their horses and walked towards the foot of the mountain of High Heaven Sword Pavilion.
At the foot of the mountain, in addition to the sect disciples who saw them off, there were five people waiting for them.
In the middle of the two, the old man is naturally Elder Luo Feng, and standing side by side with him is Tianbang disciple Xin Jue. The rest of the three were all at the eighth level of Xuanwu, and they were not weaker than Xinyan in the slightest.
I'm afraid they are all on the list, and it's a coincidence that one of them, Lin Yun, still knows him, Tang Tong.
He smiled at Lin Yun, saying hello.
"I have seen Elder Luo, and I have seen Senior Brother Xin Jue."
Lin Yun gave a gift to the two of them.
Luo Feng stroked his beard, nodded slightly, looked at Lin Yun and said with a soft smile, "Lin Yun, can you make progress in these seven days?"
Hearing this, the rest of the people turned their attention to him.
Now the name of Lin Yun's evildoer has been spread all over the sword pavilion, and the three of the Eight Great King Kong have been defeated by him a few days ago.
This little junior brother, although he entered the Earth Ranking for the first time, was aggressive and lived up to the name of the evildoer.
Lin Yun said calmly: "The swordsmanship is a little accomplished, but the cultivation base has improved a lot."
"Is there a lot of progress in cultivation?"
A flash of surprise flashed in Elder Luo Feng's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I actually broke through to the sixth level of Xuanwu."
Tang Tong and the others, their faces changed slightly, as expected... No wonder he felt that his breath was thick and dignified, as if it was very different from the alliance war.
But a few people felt relieved when they thought of what he had achieved after the alliance war.
If they were replaced by them, they could easily be promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu with 6,000 second-grade Lingyu in their hands.
Just still a little surprised, to be precise, envious. Six thousand second-grade Lingyu, how could one get it casually, it is a huge sum of money for the elders.
Luo Feng didn't feel that it was too surprising. He originally saw that Lin Yun's cultivation base was not high and his background was insufficient.
He just gave him all the Lingyu that he won from this gamble, in order to let him improve his cultivation as soon as possible.
"Okay, just punch me and see."
Although the cultivation base has been promoted, if it is not condensed enough, it is just a form, a pretentious one.
Elder Luo Feng, this is to test Lin Yun, to see if he is too eager for quick success, resulting in insufficient foundation.
If he can't pass this level, he may not be allowed to go to Princess Fenghua's birthday party.
After all, Lin Yun is now famous, and many people have only heard of his name and have never seen him. Once he sees that his foundation is not stable enough and his true essence is not condensed enough, he will definitely be ridiculed.
At that time, the face of Jiange will also be lost.
Lin Yun nodded, took a breath, and walked to an open space.
Suddenly, not only Elder Luo Feng and others' eyes fell on him, but the disciples who came to see him off also focused on him.
Many people were talking about it, looking at Lin Yun's expression, full of complex expressions, envy, jealousy, and doubt.
"This cultivation base has improved really fast. I just broke through the fifth level of Xuanwu in the alliance battle, and now I am promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu."
"I'm afraid the foundation will be unstable... The speed is a bit too fast."
"It's really too fast. It is estimated that Elder Luo Feng has some scruples, so let him punch and find out the truth."
"Could it be that if he can't pass this level, Elder Luo will not let him participate in Princess Fenghua's birthday party?"
"It's hard to say... let's see."
In the words of many people, there is some expectation, expecting that Lin Yun's punch will make a fool of himself, and he will not be able to pass the level of Luo Feng.
With Lin Yun's cultivation base, he could hear gossip in all directions, but he could hear it clearly, but he couldn't disturb his mood. Lin Yun was also quite confident about this punch. After all, Elder Luo Feng and others didn't know about it.
He was not promoted by the second-rank Lingyu, but a bloody flaming fruit that they couldn't even think of if they broke their heads!