Chapter 83

ten days later.

In the dense jungle, there is a blood-colored horse that shuttles through the forest like lightning.

The powerful innate coercion surged out from the bloody figure, shocking the fierce beasts in the forest to tremble.

Whoa!

The blue-clothed youth on the horse, carrying a sword box on his back, suddenly opened his field of vision, and the strong sunlight was extremely dazzling.

The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, slightly unaccustomed to it.

Looking forward, I saw a clear view of the front, and there was a roaring river running ten miles away.

Going forward, there are endless mountains and rivers, towering into the clouds, majestic and magnificent.

"Huh... I finally walked out of the Hengyun Mountain Range!"

The boy in blue is none other than Lin Yun.

After the blood dragon and horse broke through the innate, they no longer care about it, and ran all the way without stopping.

The blood dragon horse after breaking through the innate, the speed is unbelievable, it is just flying on the ground.

Chi Chi!

On its hooves, there are even remnants of blood-colored lightning, sizzling.

Lin Yun took out the map on horseback, compared the surrounding environment, and then his eyes fell on the turbulent, roaring river.

"According to the records on the map, I have officially set foot on the territory of the Great Qin Empire."

The fierce battle with the Liu family in the forest before was not considered the territory of the empire.

Qingning City, where the Liu family was located, was a small border town, extremely inconspicuous, and looked like an enclave.

"This area is called Qingyang County in the Daqin Empire. It is a county that is larger than the combined area of ​​several surrounding countries. If I want to go deep into the hinterland of Qingyang County, I will either climb the mountain or follow the river. under……"

Lin Yun frowned slightly, no matter which choice, the road is not easy to walk.

Check it out first!

Da Da Da, under the gallop of the blood dragon and horse, within a few breaths, Lin Yun was brought to the shore.

"What a big river!"

It was far away before, and I couldn't feel the magnificence of this river, but it was very different after walking in.

The river was as wide as a lake. Lin Yun looked at his eyesight and looked far into the distance. Only through the mist did he vaguely see the hazy scene on the other side.

At least close to a kilometer!

Lin Yun had never seen such a wide river before, and it seemed that the idea of ​​turning over the mountain had to be put aside.

With his movement technique, he flies in the air, up to three hundred meters.

As for the ancient sword box, after injecting the innate spiritual energy, it should be able to fly across thousands of meters.

But Jiang Xin has strong winds from time to time, and the waves are endless, and the waves are extremely shocking.

Although the ancient sword box can carry people, it is very unstable, swaying without wind and waves, crossing such a dangerous river surface, the risk is too great.

Besides, if he can pass, the blood dragon and horse can't pass.

The blood dragon and horse run like flying, but it is not really able to fly.

Looking back honestly, Lin Yun cut down a few trunks of suitable size and tied them together to make a simple raft.

One person and one horse, jumped on the raft one after another and went down the river.

When the water flow was gentle, Lin Yun poured his innate spiritual energy into the raft and flew across the river.

With the innate spiritual energy, forcibly controlling the raft to move forward, it consumes a lot.

Fortunately, some of the time, the water is turbulent, and there is no need to urge it deliberately.

The raft was carrying Lin Yun and the blood dragon horse. In this river, the speed was not slow at all.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged, allowing the river to stir, and closed his eyes to practice.

The eye openings in front of the chest are madly swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the speed is ten times faster than that of the Heaven Realm.

It makes people feel incredible, it is hard to imagine, when all seven innate orifices are opened.

How fast will it absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Congenital and acquired, separated by a door, is a world of difference.

When you reach the innate realm, you can officially embark on martial arts training. Everything before is just polishing the body.

With the help of the eleven petals of the nasturtium lotus, Lin Yun's innate pure yang skill has already broken through to the third realm.

Today, the pure Yang spirit in his body is thick and condensed.

Between the swimming in the meridians, the sound of the rushing water is not much smaller than the whistling of the river.

When he opened his eyes, the light in his eyes burst, and his eyes were as bright and deep as star gems.

It was getting late, and the handsome and handsome face of the young man looked full of charm under the influence of the sunset.

At this time, it is autumn.

On both sides of the river, in the dense jungle, the branches and leaves are all fiery red.

Under the sunset glow, the fireworks-like thick leaves add a ray of melancholy.

Lin Yun admired the beauty of the shore, and couldn't help but feel something, and there was a hint of worry in his star-like eyes.

After more than ten days of trying, the martial spirit was still a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.

No matter how hard he tried, the broken sword could not be brought out.

Several times, he was even injured by mysterious chains, which made people vomit blood.

He is not afraid that the martial soul is a broken sword, but he is afraid that it will be a waste of the martial arts. If the martial arts is abandoned, it is equivalent to sentenced him to death.

For the smug man, this blow was too big.

Putting the sword box down, Lin Yun took out the burial foil and stood in front of the raft.

Clang!

The body of the Burial Foil Sword was like a stream of autumn water, slid in front of Lin Yun's eyes, looking at the sword in his hand and the surging river, his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Suddenly, the figure of the other person jumped, and he used his Flowing Wind Sword Technique with the surface of the river.

Gathering water becomes Xi, rushing like wind, flowing wind swordsmanship, flowing water like wind!

On the river surface, the strong wind does not stop, and the river water flows continuously, which perfectly fits the artistic conception of the flowing wind swordsmanship.

The Fengfeng swordsmanship with the peak of perfection, displayed in his hands, is perfect. One move and one style, at your fingertips, do whatever you want. Between moves, like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found.

When he was about to fall, his toes lightly tapped on the water, taking advantage of the strong wind on the river, and vacated again.

It seemed that it was back to the night when he fought against Su Ziyao.

The whole person is completely self-absorbed, immersed in the swordsmanship, and forgets everything in the world.

Only the sword in his hand, only the surging river, and the unstoppable gust of wind accompanied him.

call out!

I don't know when, a figure quickly ran over on the river. People soared on the water, like a phantom, and instantly surpassed Lin Yun who was dancing swords.

Only left, bursts of fragrance, scattered in the misty mist.

"what……"

The master of the figure suddenly turned back, looked at Lin Yun who was dancing with the sword, and let out a sigh.

It was a girl in a red dress, her eyes narrowed slightly, as cute as a crescent moon. There is a dusty temperament on his body, as if he is about to become a fairy, fluttering about. But on that delicate face, a pair of pretty eyes like a crescent moon pulled her fairy-like temperament back from the sky.

"It's unbelievable that such an exquisite swordsmanship can actually appear on a martial artist who is innately enlightened. I'm afraid that it won't take long before you will master the sword intent... I'll help you!"

The girl smiled slightly, her toes a little on the water, and landed among the crimson leaves on the shore.

He took off a flute from his waist, put it under his lips, and moved it gently.

Lin Yun, who was immersed in the flow of wind swordsmanship, suddenly heard wisps of Xiao sound, and in the misty mist, it was like a fairy sound, looming.

In the beginning, Lin Yun didn't care much, he only thought that the sound of the Xiao sound was pleasant to the ear, just like the sound of nature.

But gradually, a hint of surprise flashed in his heart, Xiao Yin, who didn't know where it came from, actually coincided with his swordsmanship.

When he made a fierce move, Xiao Yin suddenly rose up and went straight to the sky, excited and moving.

When his sword moves were like water, the sound of the Xiao was low, light and clear.

Before he knew it, it changed into Xiao Yin directing his swordsmanship.

At the end, Lin Yun was very surprised to find that his huge sword power was condensing little by little.

It's so mysterious, it's incredible.

Can the sword stance be condensed like a spirit essence?

Gather swords! Back to the light! The wind blows without a trace!

When the three ultimate moves of the Liufeng sword technique were completed, Lin Yun's sword power suddenly froze. For a time, the boundless swordsmanship seemed to be perfectly integrated with this landscape.

People and swords have reached an unprecedented fit.

In the blink of an eye, the waves surging in the air and the rolling droplets of water all became very clear in his eyes.

At this moment, man and sword are united. Everything between heaven and earth seems to be solidified under this sword.

Click!

Broken Sword Martial Soul seemed to pull out half an inch, giving birth to a ray of sword light that lingered around the entire body of the sword.

Lin Yun's heart suddenly moved, he quickly retracted his sword, turned around and jumped onto the raft.

Looking in all directions, I saw a red-clothed young man standing with a flute in the fiery red leaves on the shore.

"Young man, good swordsmanship!"

The girl smiled lightly, her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, and the charming autumn colors all over the mountains and plains were all overshadowed by a smile.

"Hey, girl..."

Lin Yun hurriedly called out, but the girl ignored him, like a elf, disappearing along the river into the mist.

Looking at the ghostly figure of the other party, Lin Yun shook his head with a pity in his eyes.

Before I could say thank you, the other party actually left.

At this moment, his emotions were extremely excited. The martial spirit, which had been motionless for many days, actually moved and pulled out half an inch!

It fully shows that his martial soul is not a martial soul, nor is it a broken sword.

It is an ancient sword inserted in the dark. It is not that it cannot be sacrificed, but it requires a very high kendo comprehension to do it.

Just now, when the man and the sword became one, the ancient sword was pulled out by half an inch.

"But what is this lingering sword light?"

If the ancient sword spirit cannot be sacrificed for the time being, can this sword light be sacrificed?

Feeling moved, Lin Yun swung out a sword.

Bang! I saw a sword glow traversing from the burial sword, and the vast river surface was cut into a smooth and integral crack like tofu.