Chapter 15

The bottom of the mountain is huge and vast.

The flowers are in full bloom, as far as the eye can see. Said to be the Valley of Hundred Flowers, Lin Yun looked at it and felt that there must be more than a hundred kinds of exotic flowers and plants in the valley.

Blood Lily!

Where will it be?

Lin Yun frowned slightly, if he walked this valley, he probably wouldn't be able to finish it in ten days and a half.

It's no wonder that few people take the Spirit Stone quest, it's really difficult.

Once the mission fails, the loss is small. The trouble is, if you delay, you will miss the mid-year assessment.

The Qingyunzong mid-year assessment, once a year, determines the ranking of the sect disciples. The level of ranking is directly related to the number of sects, and the top ten outside sects can be promoted to inner sect disciples in one step.

"Let's just look around and get familiar with the environment of Baihua Valley."

Without thinking blindly, Lin Yun's figure flickered, and he finally entered a hundred flowers.

The scene of the day passed quickly, and Lin Yun searched everywhere to no avail.

However, he was very patient. After dawn, he set off again, keeping in mind all the sights he saw in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

The slightly boring time, in a flash, is seven days past.

If he were an ordinary person, he would be dazzled by the sight, and his patience would have been worn away, but Lin Yun did not give up.

"This is……"

On this day, Lin Yun, who was wandering in the depths of hundreds of flowers, sniffed his nose and stopped.

In the full floral fragrance, I could smell a faint smell of blood, very light and very light. But Lin Yun, who had been familiar with this Valley of Flowers for several days, keenly sensed the faint smell of blood.

Suddenly, the eyes lit up.

Following this faint smell of blood, I moved forward cautiously, but there was a constant breeze in the Valley of Flowers, and there were other messy floral disturbances.

In the search, how many ups and downs.

Several times, the smell of blood could not be smelled, and even walking further and further, was led in the wrong direction.

After all, Lin Yun, who had found some clues, how could he just give up!

Suddenly, Lin Yun, who was looking for him, felt a shock all over his body.

A chill came from the ground, and the body felt extremely cold.

With a glance, Lin Yun saw a huge rock among the flowers.

"It's here!"

The faint smell of blood should have come from this place.

Lin Yun jumped gently and landed on the back of the rock, where he saw a bright red lily blooming in the shadow.

Some ghostly blood lilies, the floral fragrance mixed with the smell of blood, radiates out in circles.

"It doesn't seem to be wrong. The blood lily likes the shade and blooms in the backlight. The fragrance of the flowers has a faint fishy smell. It is the main material of the blood-turning pill. It is expensive and extremely rare."

After Lin Yun carefully checked it, he walked forward cautiously.

With a look of joy on his face, he bent over to pick it up.

Lin Yun didn't notice that the moment he bent down, the shadow shrouded in the blood lily continued to elongate.

Just when the palm of his hand was about to touch the blood lily, he felt a sudden danger in his heart.

When I looked up, I saw a big snake, opening its huge mouth, attacking like lightning.

Lin Yun's face turned pale with fright.

Not caring much, he rolled on the spot, avoiding the bloody mouth.

Snapped!

But the body was swept away by the snake's tail, and it felt like the bones were falling apart.

After landing, Lin Yun finally saw the face of this big snake.

On the back of the gray snake, there is a long blood line, like a burning flame.

This is the blood flame snake, like a fake monster, with the realm of the fifth level of martial arts.

Lin Yun now understands that the huge rock in front of the blood lily was disguised by this bloody snake.

Very dangerous, almost, only a little bit, it became the food in its belly.

hiss!

The blood flame snake roared, and the evil spirit on his body was released lightly. Lin Yun suddenly felt a surge of pressure, which was not much worse than facing Zhou Yun.

The phantom of a divine tiger in his mind gradually condensed, and the terrifying evil spirits fell down layer by layer.

But invisibly, this coercion slowly offset it.

Pulling out the old sword in his hand, Lin Yun's fear faded away, and he took the blood lily without killing the bloody snake.

He has no way out!

Gather water to become Xi, rush like wind!

With the sword in hand, Lin Yun launched the attack first, and the flow of swordsmanship unfolded like flowing clouds and water.

Between the figures, wisps of sword light slashed at the snake's body.

But Lin Yun was surprised to find that the Blood Flame Snake was covered in scales, and with the blessing of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, it couldn't really hurt the opponent.

The wooden sword in his hand was not sharp enough after all.

Ordinary beasts and warriors may be enough to deal with it, but it is not enough to face this bloody snake with scales.

If the swordsmanship is high and the sword is not sharp enough, it is all useless.

Chi!

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yun decisively inserted the sword into the ground. Abandon the sword and fight it with the Tiger Fist.

Boom boom boom!

The Blood Flame Snake, angered by Lin Yun, did not give him time to react, and launched a furious attack.

Pure Yang Gong is running, and the strong internal energy flows through the body.

While dodging and retreating, Lin Yun took no hassle and used pure Yang Gong to mobilize Tiger Fist to counterattack.

One person and one snake are chasing back and forth in this hundred flowers.

Lin Yun, who faced off with boxing, was constantly depleting his inner strength, but he was never able to really inflict serious damage on this bloody snake.

During the battle, Lin Yun discovered the weakness of this bloody snake, just a little bloodline on its back.

However, although the power of the Tiger Fist is great, it cannot break its scales, and the power of the fist that penetrates into its body has been greatly reduced.

Two hours later, Lin Yun was sweating profusely, and his inner strength was about to be exhausted.

The fierce tiger fist that opens and closes, the need for internal energy, even if there is a foundation of pure Yang Gong, it can't bear to consume it.

If it goes on like this, it will be forced to death by this bloody snake.

There was a trace of unwillingness in his heart, Lin Yun looked at the blood flames on his snake's back regretfully, turned around and ran away.

Can't beat it, just run.

Lin Yun wasn't stupid enough yet, to the point of dying with the opponent, the potential of the monster in the body was much greater than his.

Lin Yun, who was no longer a strong opponent and concentrated on escaping, relieved a lot of pressure.

But even so, he was chased by this bloody snake for more than 50 miles, and he almost died of exhaustion.

Seeing that Lin Yun had run away, the bloody snake roared a few times and stopped chasing after him.

call!

After confirming that the Blood Flame Snake gave up, Lin Yun let out a long breath and collapsed among the flowers. All over the body, the injuries were not light, mixed with various flower juices, and it looked embarrassed.

The Lingshi mission is indeed difficult.

No wonder there are still others left for him to choose from. The other outer disciples all know the dangers of it.

In the battle just now, if you were a little careless, you believed in your fate, and you all explained it.

Looking at the scorching sun above his head, although Lin Yun had no regrets in his heart, he still felt frustrated.

He had worked hard and searched like a fool for seven days in this endless Valley of Flowers.

He fought and fought to the end in the face of monsters that were a level stronger than himself.

He had tried his best, almost died, but he still lost.

With the blood-flaming snake, a monster of a realm higher than him, the task of collecting the spirit stones of the blood lily could not be completed.

He put his right hand on his eyes to block the dazzling sunlight.

Fatigue and pain hit, Lin Yun closed his eyes somewhat weakly.

...

After half an hour, Lin Yun, whose physical strength was almost recovered, opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

On the delicate face, there was a flash of stubbornness, and three human faces appeared in the blue sky.

On the left is Zhou Yun, with a gloomy expression and a murderous look in his eyes. You want to challenge me in two months?

In the middle is Wang Ning, full of mockery, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, little sword slave, pay attention to your identity, don't be delusional!

On the far right is Su Ziyao, who always has an aloof look on her frosty and peerless face. The words she said were more indifferent and chilling than her icy face.

Do it yourself.

"Do it yourself, do it yourself..." Lin Yun whispered to himself, a trace of anger flashed on his face, what did I do, you let me do it myself!

The former master fell in love with you to death, but he never complained or had any extravagant hopes.

He just hid that touch of love in the depths of his heart, in his humble body, infatuated to death!

Secret love for a lifetime, not asking for anything, but only in exchange for a sentence, so that I can do it myself.

The three faces in the sky disappeared, and Lin Yun's angry face returned to calm. It's just that his right hand, which was weak before, clenched it again and used all his strength to clench it!

Lin Yun got up, said nothing, and walked again in the direction of Blood Lily.

After half a stick of incense, he came to the place where the sword was abandoned.

The moment he was about to pull out the sword, his face showed a look of doubt.

The wooden sword has become heavier!

After running the inner strength, he pulled the sword out of the ground.

The wooden sword was placed flat on his hands, and Lin Yun keenly noticed that the lines on the sword body were very different, like the Yiren in Qiushui, which seemed to have a flowing light.

"Funeral flowers?"

The original vague ancient text on the hilt is clearly visible, and the word "burial flower" full of ancient rhythm is inscribed.