The world leader, not seeking longevity; just chasing dreams, and dying without regrets!
Lin Yun bid farewell to Luoshui people and did not walk outside the city. It's just that while he was walking, he still couldn't forget the big world that Young Master Liuchang told him.
Especially the last sentence, has been circling in his mind, and even the voice of the rogue echoed in his ears.
I really can't forget the solemnity with which Young Master Liu Shang mentioned that world, as well as the figure that fluttered between his eyebrows. At that moment, the other party's demeanor left a great shock in Lin Yun's heart.
Compared with Liu Shang, compared with the world where Liu Shang lived, what was the Tianling Qixiu? What is Qing Ruoyou, who is half a step in the sky
There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.
In that world, the spirit and mind are so big that people are full of pride, not seeking longevity, but only chasing dreams.
If it is me, what is my swordsmanship and my heart for swords seeking
He has the desire to catch up with Su Ziyao, he has the obsession to protect each other, he has the pride to compete with the best in the world, and he also has the ambition to make the funeral flower famous all over the world... But everything seems to be somewhat inferior to these eight Character.
In a trance, Lin Yun seemed to be in a daze, and just walked in a trance like this.
When he walked to the main road in the city, countless people recognized him, their faces changed slightly, and their eyes flickered.
Nowadays, the name of the Burial Playboy is like thunder in the entire Tianling City. Who doesn't know, he will kill Tianling Qixiu with one sword and cut melons and chop vegetables.
The final ending of that turmoil was full of legends. A beautiful and outrageous woman directly turned Qing Ruoyou into a pig's head.
In a few words, the elders of Ziyue Dongtian were so frightened that they did not dare to act rashly, so they could only flee in a dreadful mess.
The shock cannot be described in words, and even dare not say it, who dares to offend Ziyuedongtian in Leizhou
Saying it is courting death!
Someone mustered up the courage to go up and say hello to Lin Yun, but Lin Yun was so immersed in his own thoughts that he didn't notice it at all, making others embarrassed.
Gradually, some people saw some clues, and there was a flash of killing intent in their eyes, but they didn't dare to think about it in the blink of an eye.
This is the existence that even Ziyue Dongtian dare not kill, who dares to touch him
In the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun left Tianling City in such a "demented" way, walked all the way to the distance, and finally disappeared from everyone's eyes.
But Lin Yun, who was immersed in his own world, was carried away and felt an unprecedented joy.
He was thinking about his own swordsmanship, he was thinking about his martial arts experience, all kinds of things, many. During such contemplation, his temperament became more and more agile, but he still didn't know it.
Even, he left the territory of Tianling City and walked into a certain mountain at will, without knowing it at all.
Suddenly one day, Lin Yun woke up suddenly, his eyes burst out with piercing spirit, his eyes shone brightly, and the pitch-black eyes made people feel particularly bright.
It seems that it can illuminate all the darkness in the world, just like the sword in its hand, it can cut through everything.
Do not seek longevity, just to chase dreams
Then the sword in my hand will only ask about the present, not the next life, stab Ling Xiao to pieces, and break through the nine heavens!
This is a kind of pride, even a little false, and it is a big story in the eyes of others. But Lin Yun was overjoyed in his heart. He kept going forward to the heart of the sword, and now he has a real soul and life.
"What place is this?"
Lin Yun woke up from a dream and looked around, but it was an unfamiliar scene.
This is a mountain, but the spiritual energy is not very abundant, at least it is more than a star and a half worse than the Tianling Mountains.
But standing here, Lin Yun's mood is unprecedentedly comfortable and peaceful, there is a kind of ease that everything is empty, like losing a lot of burdens, like a newborn wanderer.
"Liu Shang is right, talking too much is really bad for me, if my mind is not smart enough. I always think about the great world, but I fall into a demon and make a mistake in my practice. Fortunately, I figured it out, now everything is fine. Sora, it feels so good."
Lin Yun so sat in a pile of rubble with a faint smile on his face.
"The feast of dragons is only three months away. I have to retreat once, and the harvest of the battle at Luoshui Mountain in Tianling City has not been fully digested."
Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and the battle gave him a bad anger, which gave him a deeper understanding of "qi".
Swordsman, it is this breath that is cultivated, and this breath is held in my heart. You can suffer, you can suffer, you can be wronged, but you can't be humiliated.
He played against Tianling Qixiu, not only to hone his combat experience, but also to nourish his qi.
This qi is invisible and invisible, but it has a solid existence. My innate sword intent has not been able to be promoted for a long time, which may be related to this.
Many thoughts flashed in Lin Yun's mind, from anger to sword intent, and then to what he had learned. The Nine Transformations of Canglong is the divine art of refining the body. Lin Yun has already cultivated to the peak of the fourth level, and his body is as tyrannical as a savage beast.
Such a terrifying body, and the ocean-like blood, are the biggest capital that supports him to kill seven people in a row.
Otherwise, how good his swordsmanship is, it is impossible for him to fight so many times in a row.
As for the Ziyuan Sword Art, it was a legendary exercise in the golden age of ancient times, which was no less than Canglong's Nine Changes, or even more remarkable. He has now cultivated to the eleventh level, and the condensed True Essence contains the terrifying Ziyuan sword strength. The quality of his True Essence is terrifyingly high, not to mention the completion of the Yin-Yang Realm, even if the Yin-Yang Realm is at its peak, the quality of his True Essence may not be comparable to his own.
But all this is not enough.
Compared with the existence of Qing Ruoyou's level, there is a bit of a gap, and the odds of winning are at most 40%.
"It's useless to think too much, I will digest this harvest first."
After cutting off the many distracting thoughts in his mind, Lin Yun took out several fourth-grade spiritual jades, held them in the palm of his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.
Time passed, and in this barren mountain, three days passed in the blink of an eye.
When Lin Yun opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, with a wanton edge.
"Sure enough, only during the war can we make rapid progress. This breath came out of Tianling City, but my cultivation base is completely stable at the peak of Yin-Yang Realm Xiaocheng."
In just three days, Lin Yun had completely stabilized his cultivation, but he was still a little far from the yin and yang realm.
After all, he had only been promoted to the Yin-Yang Realm for less than a month. Such progress can already be said to be extremely fast.
"The cultivation base is temporarily unable to advance an inch, but the Ziyuan Sword Art can be practiced well, and it can be cultivated to the peak of the eleventh level in one go."
Lin Yun has tens of thousands of fourth-grade spiritual jades in his hands, and those with more resources can fill an entire sect.
The Ziyuan Sword Art has only been promoted to the eleventh level. With this resource, it is completely enough to hit a higher level, and may not even be able to hit the twelfth level.
With a resolute look flashing in his eyes, Lin Yun took out piles of spiritual jade and placed them around him.
So busy for a while, he placed nearly 20,000 fourth-grade spiritual jades around him, and the strong spiritual energy made this barren mountain look like a spiritual vein was born.
"It should be enough."
Lin Yun whispered to himself and sat down again.
boom!
When the sword art was running, a silver purple iris flower bloomed on the ground in an instant, emitting a dazzling light, constantly refining the rich spiritual energy in the fourth-grade spiritual jade.
The Ziyuan Sword Art keeps running along the meridians, and the majestic spiritual energy in the Zifu does not run for a big Zhoutian, and some impurities will be squeezed out.
His true essence is constantly condensed, but under the surging and nourishing spiritual energy of the four directions, the Ziyuan Jianjin flowing in the meridians is getting stronger and stronger. It is not thinned due to over-condensation. This is entirely based on the accumulation of astronomical spiritual jade.
During this kind of cultivation, the fourth-grade spiritual jade that was piled up around him gradually lost its luster.
In such a dull situation, his Ziyuan Sword Art slowly improved, constantly approaching the peak of the eleventh level.
Another ten days passed.
In the barren mountains, a young man dressed in ordinary blue clothes was walking on the mountain road. He was carrying a package on his back, and the package contained a lot of monster beast materials.
From this alone, it can be seen that this young man's background is not obvious, and the storage bag space on his body is extremely small.
So much so that he still needs to use a package to hold some monster materials. In fact, his cultivation is only the third level of Xuanwu.
"As a martial artist, you still have to go out to practice. This trip is quite rewarding. When you go back and turn in these materials, you should be able to exchange a few third-grade medicinal pills, enough for me to hit the fourth level of Xuanwu!"
After Lan Yi took stock of the income, there was excitement in his eyes.
His name is Luo Han, and he is an inner disciple of a nearby sect, and he is considered a talent in the sect.
He broke through the third level of Xuanwu at the age of 20, and with a little more effort, there is also great hope to be promoted to the core disciple.
"Strange, how can the spiritual energy in front of you be so terrifying!"
Luo Han stopped the work in his hands and put the package on his back again. At the end of his line of sight, fierce rays of light flickered from time to time, and the majestic spiritual energy drifted to him from a distance, and it was still terrifying.
I am afraid that it is the spiritual energy of the main peak where my sect is located.
Clang!
At this moment, he heard a crisp chirping, like a divine voice. In an instant, he felt a great shock in his heart, and the voice sounded like the legendary sound of Fengming.
boom!
It was another majestic fire, rising into the sky like the rising sun and disappearing into the sky. In the endless firelight, the outline of a divine bird could be seen faintly, flying towards the distant sky.
"What did I see..."
Luo Han's heart was beating wildly, he felt that he had encountered a fortuitous encounter, and a divine bird had just flew away from that place.
Check it out!
Completely unable to control the agitation in his heart, Luo Han summoned great courage and ran towards the end of his field of vision.
After half an hour, he was getting closer and closer to that area, and the strong residual spiritual energy made his pores open involuntarily, and his body was very smooth.
But when he fully stepped into that area, he was too frightened to take a step away.
He saw a picture that he could never imagine in his life. As far as he could see, all the four items that were exhausted were like jade, piled up like a mountain.
Among the vast amount of fourth-grade spiritual jade, there was a man in Tsing Yi carrying a sword box with his back turned to him.
When the man in Tsing Yi turned around, a burst of momentum erupted, and the abandoned spiritual jade piled up into a mountain was immediately annihilated.
The man's eyes were as sharp as a sword, flashing with icy cold light, piercing the void and falling on him.
For a time, Luo Han was terrified, and it was difficult to speak: "Former... former... generation..."
Seeing that he was about to kneel down, Lin Yun dissipated his aura, but doubts flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself, "There are warriors who come to practice in these barren mountains?"
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