Swordsmen are all sword lovers, and of course Lin Yun is no exception.
When this profound tool was broken, his face instantly became ugly, and his heart was bleeding.
Mysterious tool.
Even low-grade profound artifacts are invaluable.
In Tianshui, you can't even measure it with spirit stones, because you can't buy them at all.
Profound tools are all made by mysterious masters, and there are no mysterious masters in Tianshui.
It was made by sects who hired external mysterious masters at a high cost.
Once in the weapon pavilion of Zongwutang, three blue steel swords were broken in a row.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Bing was actually broken in his hands.
In the past, it could be said to be a coincidence, but Xuanbing was also broken, so it was definitely not a coincidence.
"Where is the problem... Could it be that I am a broken sword?"
Lin Yun was puzzled and puzzled.
When the original owner gave him the maintenance of the sword, nothing like this happened.
It was only after his soul passed through that he had such a vision.
Could it have something to do with the sword light that burst out of my chest when I was in Mount Tai that day
When thinking of himself, the strange combination of fist and sword of Tiger Fist made him even more curious.
That's all, I don't have enough vision for the time being, and it's useless to think too much.
"It's just... why do you keep going?"
With a sway, Lin Yun pulled out the burial foil.
The body of the sword is like autumn water, the blade is blowing hair and the hair is broken, and the burial foil sword is extraordinary.
But the lethality is still a little far from the low-grade Xuanbing, and it needs to be nourished by the fragrance of flowers.
Half a lifetime of duckweed died with the water, and a famous flower was buried in the cold rain overnight. The soul is Liu Mian blowing and breaking, you go and I stay, two autumns!
As soon as I read the Dao at random, verses floated out of the burial foil sword.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun danced with his sword in hand, and the peak of the perfect flow of wind swordsmanship was in his hands.
For a time, the body was like flowing water, soaring up and down, the sword shadow was burning, and the wind was blowing in all directions.
A huge sword force erupted from Lin Yun's body, arousing the general trend of the world.
The sharp sword light is incomparable.
In the cold light, it makes people shudder.
Lin Yun's whole person seems to be integrated into the sword light, and as the sword light dances, his body is like flowing water, absorbing hundreds of rivers and converging into a vast river.
Every time the sword moved, it was as if Jiang He was roaring, and the sound of the sword roared between heaven and earth.
The wind blows without a trace!
When the last killer move was displayed, a ray of sword light shone brightly, and Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappeared.
Bang!
When the sword light exploded, he appeared leisurely, and the sky seemed to be full of moonlight, falling like snowflakes.
Wherever Lin Yunxing was, he smiled slightly.
Turning around, another sword was stabbed out, his eyes only fixed on the tip of the sword, taking everything around him.
When it disappeared from his eyes, a rose suddenly bloomed above the tip of the sword.
Where do flowers come from!
With a bang, the sword-tip rose exploded, and countless petals flew in the air.
Putting the sword back into its sheath, Lin Yun's face turned slightly red, and the blood in his body was surging.
But he didn't catch his breath, it was no longer as hard as it was at first, and this ultimate move could be released calmly.
Bang bang bang!
Just when he was in a good mood and consumed a lot of internal energy in an instant.
The heart in the body suddenly throbbed vigorously and vigorously.
Seven warm currents flowed from his heart through his limbs and bones, nourishing his body with warmth, and his cultivation level grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"what happened?"
Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he was keenly aware of these visions.
Immediately, he crossed his knees and closed his eyes, looking at his internal organs, and finally he saw an incredible picture.
I saw an elixir with exquisite seven orifices, perfectly inlaid with the heart.
With the strong beating of the heart, the medicinal power of the seven orifices is exquisite, like a warm stream. From the seven orifices of the medicinal pill, it flows downstream, nourishing the whole body.
Lin Yun opened his eyes and his face darkened.
"I see."
The secret that haunted him for days was finally solved.
No wonder these few days, even if you don't practice, your realm is increasing every day. It turned out that Su Ziyao, in the Zongmen martial arts field, fed him a Linglong Qiqiao Pill in public!
"I owe you so much..."
The guilt in my heart surged up again, and I glanced at the blue silk wrapped around my little finger.
Lin Yun's hand holding the sword gradually trembled.
One day, one day... I must find Su Ziyao!
Whether it is to solve the mystery of the broken sword, or to find Su Ziyao in the future, a strong strength is needed as the bottom shield.
For the next time, Lin Yun was immersed in endless penance.
In the morning, when he was watering the white remnant flowers, he condensed the innate pure Yang Gong that broke through the shackles.
In the afternoon, he pondered the innate remnants of Dragon Tiger Boxing, and practiced the unity of boxing and sword.
In the evening, it is accompanied by a sky full of stars.
Studying the picture of the tiger rose and comprehending the swordsmanship wielded by the man in Tsing Yi, I realized the artistic conception of having a tiger in my heart and sniffing the rose.
He has a heart to the Tao, and he is immersed in it without any distractions.
Like a fool, even if there is no result, he still persists.
When he was far away from the hustle and bustle, the Qingyun Sect was carnival up and down, and the crowd was excited.
In the sect hall, Hu Feng defeated Zhang Ye with one palm, and it spread throughout the sect that day.
The disciples of Qingyunzong were so proud that they were talking about Hu Feng almost every day.
As long as he makes a little progress, he will be a sensation in the sect, and he will endure the heated discussion.
At the same time, Lin Yun didn't have time to shoot that day, and was taken out by countless people to compare with Hu Feng.
"In the end, Senior Brother Hu has some responsibility. During the retreat, he rushed to the main hall of the sect to show his prestige for our Qingyun Sect!"
"This is the accumulation of knowledge and pride, which is compared to the flash of inspiration of some people. Haha, it's not worth mentioning."
"Yes, then Lin Yun was standing in front of him, but he didn't dare to fart."
"This is the gap. It is domineering to dare to be cruel to others. Only dare to beat your own people, what kind of skill!"
The sect went up and down, and the criticism about Lin Yun was out of control.
Even though he seldom moved around, there were still many people who would point and point as they passed his wooden house.
However, Lin Yun never refuted anything, only immersed in his own martial arts world.
Gradually, what other people talked about was meaningless, so he was forgotten.
It's just that the news about Hu Feng is still coming out one by one in the sect.
"I heard no, Senior Brother Hu has already served as the three core seeds and is ready to participate in the four competitions."
"Unexpectedly, with the strength of Hu Feng, it is an accident that he did not become the core seed."
"That's right, it's impossible to comprehend innate martial skills at such a young age."
"Wait and see, Senior Brother Hu will definitely shine in the Four Great Competitions!"
The day of the four great competitions is approaching day by day.
The atmosphere of nervous anticipation from the top and bottom of the sect gradually became stronger.
No matter who they are, they meet and talk about four great competitions.
The Great Competition of the Four Sects in Tianshui Kingdom is a grand event held every three years.
Not only is it grand in scale, it will attract warriors from the entire Tianshui Kingdom to come and watch, but it is also related to the core interests of the sect.
One sect and three sects control the entire Tianshui Kingdom, and it is inevitable that competition will be fierce and interests will conflict.
In order to be able to resolve the conflict without causing a sect war and hurting its own roots.
So there were these four great competitions, where the disciples competed, and the winners and losers competed for interests.
If the Qingyun Sect cannot achieve good results, the interests of the entire sect will be damaged, and everyone in the sect will be affected.
It's evening, it's almost evening.
Lin Yun held the rose painting scroll and wandered around the open space in front of the door, thinking incessantly.
Where do flowers come from? where do i come from? What kind of sword is a sword, what kind of flower is a flower...
Now Lin Yun can already hear the four sentences of the man in Tsing Yi in the painting, and one sentence is a killer move.
pity.
Apart from where the flower came from, the other three swords can only take their shape, and he has not yet grasped the true meaning of them.
In the past few days, I have been thinking hard, and I have gradually got some eyebrows, but I can't catch it in a flash.
Swish!
But at this moment, there were subtle footsteps sounding behind him, approaching him little by little.
The newcomer was unfamiliar, stepping on the grass and only making a very weak sound.
"Who!"
Lin Yun turned around and drank, and punched out.
boom!
At the moment when the fist was thrown, the tiger roared in the sky, like a hundred beasts coming towards the court. The yellow internal energy of the innate pure Yang Gong in the body is like a burning flame, madly pouring into the fist.
In an instant, his punch was powerful.
But when he saw the person coming, his face changed slightly and his heart moved.
The internal energy that was burning like flames in the body disappeared in an instant, and the fist light did not burn after all.
Bang!
Rao is like this, but the future is still three steps back.
"Okay, Lin Yun, you actually punched me."
Zhang Han, who took three steps back, shouted in dissatisfaction, and then looked at Lin Yun suspiciously.
The opponent's punch, when he just hit it, scared him half to death.
The sound came, and the whole body seemed to be enveloped by the huge body of a tiger king, and even felt short of breath.
Unexpectedly, the power of the real blast is nothing more than this.
"I said, can you really do it? Why is your strength a little bit backward? Now all the sects are passing on you, but you have a flash of inspiration. In fact, your background is not enough at all."
Zhang Han looked at Lin Yun, turned around, and asked suspiciously.
Lin Yun smiled slightly and did not explain much.
His pure Yang Gong has broken through the shackles and transformed into innate pure Yang Gong.
In a single thought, no matter how strong the inner strength is, it can be transformed into invisible, and oneself is not hurt.
If he hadn't withdrawn his inner strength just now, Zhang Han might have been dead under this fierce tiger fist.
"Tell me, what's the matter with the Young Sect Master sending you here?"
Zhang Han murmured: "Five days later, there will be a big competition in the four sects. The young sect master has made you an alternate player, and asked if you would like to contribute to the sect. But I see that your current strength will account for the number of alternate players. It's kind of hanging."
Almost became a dead person, still talking nonsense here.
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, Zhang Han also had a big heart.
"Young Sect Master is good to me, I have no reason to refuse. Tell me, what's the difference between an alternate player and a core player?"