Chapter 172

The Mobei wasteland is still snowing.

After Xinyan took Lin Yun and Li Wuyou out of the ruined temple, she walked fast in the snow without saying a word.

The two of them followed closely.

At first, they didn't care, but gradually, Li Wuyou and Lin Yun found that it was a little difficult to follow.

Xin Yan's seemingly unhurried movements hide some kind of aura. With her slender legs, she took one step and crossed a distance of more than ten feet.

Half an hour later, Lingxiao Jiange Xinyan stopped and looked at the two with a smile.

Lin Yun and Li Wuyou, their faces were a little rosy, and they were slightly panting.

"Two little guys, haven't lost it yet, it's not bad, let me briefly introduce myself."

In the darkness of the night, Xinyan hugged her hands, her chest was stalwart, and she couldn't help but support her even more attractively.

Li Wuyou looked away with difficulty, and smiled: "My name is Li Wuyou, I am fifteen years old this year, and I have cultivated the six innate orifices, only the heart has not yet opened. Sister Xinyan, you are so beautiful..."

"Where is it beautiful?"

This smile instantly made Li Wuyou feel like a spring breeze, and all three souls and seven souls floated up.

It seems that the cold night in the Mobei wasteland has become warmer.

Li Wuyou laughed silly: "Sister Xinyan, everything is beautiful."

"Where is the most beautiful?" Xin Yan asked with a smile, her voice becoming full of temptation.

"Hey, boobs... boobs..."

"Little brat."

boom!

Seeing Xinyan smiling slightly, the sword all over her body suddenly scattered, and the clothes on Li Wuyou's body exploded instantly.

In the heavy snow, Li Wuyou, who was still in the spring, fell from heaven to hell, naked and screaming coldly.

When he woke up, he saw Xinyan looking at him with a half-smile, her legs shrank, and she was so frightened that she covered the bottom with her hands.

Li Wuyou wanted to cry without tears, trembling coldly, and said pitifully, "Sister, I was wrong, woo woo woo."

"Gluck cluck..."

Lin Yun couldn't hold back his smile, but Xuelongma couldn't hold back, grinning and showing two rows of front teeth, laughing loudly.

A curious look flashed in Xinyan's eyes, and starlight flashed in her eyes: "This horse is quite interesting."

Seeing her gaze, the blood dragon horse was so frightened that he quickly shut up and quietly hid behind Lin Yun.

Xinyan smiled, looked at Lin Yun and said, "It's your turn, introduce yourself."

"Lin Yun, sixteen years old, innate with five orifices, unopened nose and heart... mastering half-step sword intent."

After thinking about it, Lin Yun still didn't say anything about his entanglement with Bai Lixuan.

There is no guarantee that he will definitely be able to enter the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, and he will not inform the other party for the time being.

After a pause, Lin Yun said again: "But my roots are not good, and my aptitude is not good."

Xinyan smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, if you can reach the five orifices at the age of sixteen, you can barely reach the threshold. If you can master half a step of sword intent, you can compare a lot of people. Besides, you still have Lei Yan Zhan. Body, sister, I am quite optimistic about you."

"Here are two jade cards, which can help you avoid some entry-level assessments. In this desert of Mobei, you can show them when necessary to save your life. The gangsters in Mobei, when they see the jade cards, have the courage to do so. Dare to touch you again."

Taking out two delicate jade cards, Xinyan handed them to Lin Yun and Li Wuyou.

Li Wuyou woke up: "Senior sister, won't you take us to the imperial capital?"

"Hehe, Senior Sister is screaming, you haven't entered the High Heaven Sword Pavilion yet, but it's okay. I have the task of the division, and I have to stay in this Mobei Wasteland for a while, but I will pick you up at the Imperial Capital. "

Xinyan exhaled like a blue orchid, winking with silk.

Li Wuyou said disappointedly: "Isn't there a back door... I thought it would be any good, just a broken sign."

"Hee hee, isn't it a good thing to know my sister?"

Xinyan approached and said with a smile, Li Wuyou quickly followed and laughed: "That's natural, knowing Senior Sister is a great benefit."

"Little mouth is so sweet."

After pinching Li Wuyou's face a few times, Xinyan whistled, followed by a sharp whistle in the snowy night.

The whistling sound was sharp and echoed in all directions, and the snow was flying. A powerful breath, with a sharp and incomparable sword force, fell from the sky.

But it was the head sword carving, which fell down.

Sword carving!

As its name suggests, it is a congenital monster with a sharp edge like a sword, rather than bending and not bending.

Life is less than ten years, and within ten years, if he cannot break through the Xuanwu realm, he will perish.

It was not the first time that Lin Yun had seen it. When the Qingyang Realm opened, everyone in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion had a sword carving.

Whoosh!

The imposing sword carving fell straight to the ground, as if a sword had been inserted.

As soon as the wings are spread, there is a sharp sword wind that blows the white snow on the ground, creating a small storm abruptly.

"Take care, I'll be waiting for you in the imperial capital."

Xinyan jumped up, sat on the sword carving, and flew into the sky.

"Just like that..."

Li Wuyou pouted, then looked at Lin Yun, and said with a pleasing smile, "Lin Yun, lend me a dress."

Seeing the naked Li Wuyou, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel a little funny, took out a piece of clothing from the storage ring and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you."

After taking the clothes, Li Wuyou happily ran out.

Lin Yun was thoughtful, but Xinyan should have gone to find other seedlings and cut down the promising leaders in advance.

I don't know if this year is special or if it's the same every year.

The three major sects have actually sent experts from the Xuanwu realm to come to this Mobei wasteland to grab people in advance.

Xuan Tianzong even sent out the roaming sons, such as Tianjiao who were famous in Qin Tian County.

After a while, Li Wuyou put on his clothes and saw Lin Yun thrown up and looking at the sky.

He immediately smiled and said, "Brother, you are also interested in Senior Sister Xinyan."

Lin Yun laughed and said: "I advise you to be more restrained. It is definitely not easy for someone who can appear with Young Master Liu Shang."

"Hehe, Senior Sister Xinyan can't be so scary." Li Wuyou said with a laugh, not taking it seriously.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, this guy is also big-hearted, and the lesson just now obviously didn't make him remember.

"What should we do now?"

"The place where Senior Sister Xinyan stopped, there is no snow in the wind, clean up and you can rest."

As he spoke, Lin Yun began to clean the snow in all directions.

Then he took out some hay, skillfully spread it on the ground, and then took out the snow-white monster skin to cover it.

Soon, a simple camp was completed in Lin Yun's hands.

Li Wuyou lay on the smooth and soft animal skin, and cried out in comfort, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Lin, you can see that I didn't help much."

"It's okay, you go to sleep first."

"Hee hee, then I'll go to bed first, I haven't slept well for almost half a month."

In the sky, Xinyan on the sword carving looked at all of this and smiled: "It's a bit too much to worry about, this Lin Yun is very thoughtful, I'm afraid he has a lot of solo experience."

Whoosh!

Jiandiao turned around and left completely.

In the camp, Li Wuyou soon fell asleep.

However, Lin Yun was not sleepy. The more he got to the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, the more pressure he felt.

It is not easy to survive in Jiange just by relying on pride and ambition to withstand the pressure of Bai Lixuan.

Everything is up to you.

While Li Wuyou was sleeping soundly, Lin Yun took out the bamboo slip from his bosom, with the four ancient characters of time like fire, vast and solemn, full of ancient meaning.

Seemingly ordinary bamboo slips, heavy but a little scary.

two months.

Lin Yun would study this bamboo slip every night, and he was already a little worried.

"Zi Yuan Jian Jue Da has been stabilized at the fifth level. Tonight, it should be enough."

Holding the bamboo slip, Lin Yun looked a little nervous, and there was a little bit of anticipation in his eyes.

Glancing at the sleeping Li Wuyou, Lin Yun dodged a few times, left this leeward place, and came into the wind and snow.

After confirming that there was no one around, Lin Yun took a deep breath, his eyes dignified as never before.

After the mind was free of distracting thoughts, the burning purple irises in the dantian rose quietly.

I saw the fireworks lingering in the purple irises, and a trace was pulled out by it and injected into the bamboo slips.

The heavy bamboo slips in his hands, with the injection of flames, have significantly reduced their weight.

The fire characters on the jade slip inspired Lin Yun to discover the special features of this ancient slip.

Just the fireworks on the purple irises, according to Yue Weiwei, are dead fires.

The source has not been born. If it is used too recklessly, once it is extinguished, it will not be able to reignite.

Therefore, every time he came to the door, he would be forced to give up because the purple kite flame was not enough.

Up to now, his Ziyuan Sword Art has been stabilized at the fifth level, and even the death fire is more than doubled.

With the continuous injection of the holy flame of the purple kite, the ancient slips of the years are getting lighter and lighter...

Before long, most of the fireworks contained in the purple irises were consumed.

"not enough?"

Lin Yun couldn't help but get nervous. If it wasn't enough, he would have to try the sixth level of Sword Art.

Just when he was a little uneasy, the bamboo slips in his hand were continuously injected by the holy flame of Ziyuan.

It burst into flames, and the whole bamboo slip stood upright and floated.

call out!

The burning ancient slips turned into a brilliance and escaped into his eyebrows.

There was a buzzing sound in my mind, and there were many more pictures in the magnificent alchemy pavilion. The stern-looking pharmacist was drawing something out of thin air in front of a pill furnace.

Sure enough, it has something to do with refining medicine, Yue Weiwei is right... but it seems to be a little different.

I saw that stern pharmacist, out of thin air, depicting one strange pattern after another.

Floating lines, flashing aura, as if there is life.

Countless lines, seemingly unrelated to each other, are interlocked, making it unbelievable.

boom!

A shaped medicinal pill in the pill furnace exploded, and the alchemist stretched out his hand.

The many lines in the air suddenly intertwined into a picture, which was imprinted on the medicine pill.

shhhhhh!

The pharmacist's technique is quite proficient, and every time a pill is exploded, he will reach out and tap it. Let the lines that shine in the air interweave into complicated and incomprehensible pictures, which are imprinted on the bottom of the medicine pill.

The immortal medicine imprinted with patterns and pictures, with a halo of color and luster, is obviously very different, as if it was reborn.

"it hurts!"

Lin Yunlai felt it carefully. As he watched more and more pictures, his mind felt like it was about to explode.

The screen shook, and then completely exploded into countless fragments of memory.

Condensed into four words, which appeared in his mind.

"The Heart Sutra of Time!"

He opened his eyes abruptly, and saw the restored bamboo slips, like a sword, thrusting toward the ground. Thinking of the damage caused by the bamboo slips falling to the ground, Lin Yun quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed it before it fell to the ground.