Chapter 173

Heart Sutra of the Years!

When the picture dissipated, Lin Yun only saw the four words of the Heart Sutra of Years, and the specific content came to an abrupt end.

It seems that the Ziyuan Sacred Fire is still not enough.

However, those weird lines are deeply imprinted in the mind, and they can emerge in the mind with eyes closed.

Just as Yue Weiwei had guessed, the bamboo slips with the burning time written on them were indeed related to the alchemist.

It's just the weird lines that make Lin Yun puzzled.

There is a slight difference between it and pure alchemy.

No matter, I will remember these lines first, since they are engraved on the bamboo slips, they must have their own magical effects.

Lin Yun, who made up his mind, decided to take advantage of this opportunity and become a pharmacist.

While improving your strength, master these lines as soon as possible.

Immediately, Lin Yun closed his eyes, and the Ziyuan Sword Art slowly moved.

The thick and condensed purple congenital spiritual essence rolled in and out of the meridians, like a rushing river.

After the exercise had run for a big week, the dim fireworks on the purple irises in the dantian rose little by little.

After the flames recovered, Lin Yun opened his eyes again.

The Ziyuan Sacred Fire is still a dead fire, and it must be carefully nurtured so that it cannot be completely extinguished.

Always keep this in mind.

In the next few days, on the way out of the Mobei wasteland, Lin Yun practiced the Ziyuan Sword Art during the day. At night, I was immersed in the comprehension of those strange lines, and I didn't pay attention to other things, and didn't focus on anything else.

Before you know it, seven days have passed.

At this moment, in the cold night of the Mobei wasteland, heavy snow is flying. Li Wuyou in the camp had already fallen asleep, talking in his sleep.

On the snow ground several miles away from the camp, there are many complex patterns engraved on it, all of which have been learned from bamboo slips in the past few days.

Those lines that flickered with aura, in the snow in the dark night, trembled as if they were alive.

Each texture exists independently and has no intersection with each other.

Lin Yun touched his chin, looked at these dense lines, and fell into contemplation.

"In five days, I have written down all these lines. However, these lines are like some kind of ancient runes. They exist alone and do not play any role."

On that day, the cold-faced pharmacist could interweave many lines with a single tap.

Condensed into a complete picture, and then imprinted on the baked elixir.

Lin Yun also didn't know how the other party did it.

Just a single pattern would cost him a lot of energy and spiritual energy, making it very difficult to paint.

I also want to interweave such complex lines in an orderly manner.

More difficult.

"But no matter how difficult it is, you have to try it."

Lin Yun couldn't do that refining pharmacist, and he could form a method out of thin air.

It can only be honest, pulling the lines one by one, superimposing and condensing together.

Bang!

However, after trying a little, it immediately failed. After moving, the lines immediately dissipated.

"It doesn't seem solid."

Lin Yun immediately realized that he had only drawn these lines, which were tangible but indifferent, and dissipated as soon as they were touched.

"It seems that there are still some details left out."

With a flick of his fingers, he swiped a sword energy, and the lines on the snow swayed gently, destroying them all.

Take out the bamboo slip and inject it again with the holy flame of the purple kite.

After half a column of incense, the ancient slip burned with purple flames, soared into the air, and escaped into his eyebrows again.

The same picture reappeared in the magnificent ancient medicine refining pavilion. The stern-looking pharmacist stood in front of the pill furnace and painted strange patterns at will.

That is……

Lin Yun's heart moved, and he was surprised to find that every time the alchemist stretched out his hand to paint.

On his fingertips, a little light flashed, and it was fleeting.

"flame!"

After all, the spirit essence is an intangible thing, and it cannot exist forever when it is separated from the body.

But if it is a flame refined by oneself, it is different. Even if it is separated from the body, it can burn for a long time.

I see……

Lin Yunming realized it, opened his eyes immediately, and the bamboo slips flew out in an instant.

Reach out and hold it, this time. Lin Yun's eyes flashed with extremely confident eyes.

Swish swish!

Not long after, the snow reappeared, with many complex lines.

It seems that there is no difference from the previous one, except that the center of each pattern is filled with a little purple fire.

"That's right, the pattern contains my purple kite holy fire, it is obviously much more convenient to manipulate."

When the voice fell, Lin Yun stretched out his hand.

boom!

Many lines, shining with light, meet together in the snow.

Seeing the fire flickering, a complete picture scroll appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.

It is said that it is a picture scroll, but it is actually just a more complex texture.

Lin Yun smiled happily and said softly: "It seems that those lines that exist alone are just the most basic existence. Only when they are intertwined can they become the real lines and can be branded on the medicine pill."

It's just what kind of existence these weird lines are, but Lin Yun doesn't know.

But one thing is for sure, the textures are of equal order.

Perhaps, when I master the Heart Sutra of Time, I will only know more.

I just saw the picture, it's just the fur of the bamboo slips, and maybe the fur doesn't even count.

"Strive to be able to integrate these lines before entering the High Heaven Sword Pavilion."

After smoothing the lines on the ground, Lin Yun returned to the camp to rest.

Three days later, Lin Yun and Li Wuyou finally left the Mobei Wasteland and set foot on Qintian County.

Qintian County is vast and endless, with tens of millions of miles in length and breadth, and its luck is prosperous. It is the Daqin Empire, the absolute center, where the four great transcendent sects and top aristocratic families gather here.

The area is so large that there are more than ten generations of Qingyang County, and the level of prosperity is incomparable.

After setting foot in Qintian County, Lin Yun and Li Wuyou's speed became much faster.

Day and night, it took five days to arrive at the foot of the imperial capital.

The towering city wall is more than ten feet long and is cast from various metal ores. Even a powerhouse in the Xuanwu realm would be hard-pressed to shake the city wall.

"It's finally here, Lin Yun, let's enter the city."

A faint smile appeared on Li Wuyou's face. After getting along for a few days, he quite admired Lin Yun.

Since being with him, in the Mobei wasteland, he has not encountered any trouble at all.

Li Wuyou guessed in his heart that Lin Yun must have had a lot of experience in the past, and his strength is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Lin Yun nodded, got off the back of the blood dragon horse, and rushed towards the gate of the imperial capital.

There, a long queue was lining up to enter the city in an orderly manner.

The granite-paved street is several feet wide, and many people ride domineering monsters, and their auras are extremely dignified.

When he arrived in the imperial capital, Lin Yun was riding a blood dragon horse, so he was inconspicuous at all.

"Lin Yun, look here!"

As soon as he passed the city gate, Lin Yun heard someone calling him, turned his eyes, and immediately saw Xinyan's figure.

Beside the other party, there are also some young people gathered.

Although he is not young, his cultivation base is extremely deep, and some people even reach the realm of the seven congenital orifices.

"Senior Sister Xinyan..."

Lin Yun was still observing those teenagers, Li Wuyou looked happy, and ran over to his aunt.

With a smile on his face, Lin Yun drove the blood dragon and horse and walked over slowly.

Xinyan looked at Lin Yun and Li Wuyou, and said with a smile, "You two, but it's a little late. If you don't show up again, I'm afraid I'm going to find you."

Almost every night, I spend time pondering the patterns on the bamboo slips, and it's no wonder I can get up quickly.

Lin Yun said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry for making Sister Xinyan wait for a long time."

He smiled casually and said, "It's okay, let me introduce you. This is the other little guy I found in the Mobei wasteland. Later, you and I will go to the city of High Heaven Sword Pavilion to split the rudder, and you don't need to go through the first test."

"Han Ping!"

"Bai Yu!"

"Zhang Ye!"

The three teenagers were friendly to Lin Yun and Li Wuyou, and introduced themselves to each other.

After all, if they go to the High Heaven Sword Pavilion in the future, they will definitely be counted as Xinyan's faction. They can also take care of each other when they enter the sect after establishing a relationship in advance.

That young man with seven orifices innate, finally smiled: "Li Xiaotian."

His eyes fell on Lin Yun, and he said with great interest, "You are Lin Yun, right? Sister Xinyan said that you were only born with five innate orifices, so you have mastered half a step of sword intent. After entering the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, you will have to take care of it more. ."

Lin Yun said calmly: "Don't dare to be, Brother Li is very powerful because he is born with seven orifices at a young age."

"It's just the innate realm, as long as there are enough resources, it doesn't matter."

Having said that, there was still a flash of arrogance in Li Xiaotian's eyes, obviously not as light as he said.

At the age of sixteen, he has reached the realm of the seven innate orifices, and he has no certain talent.

No matter how many resources there are, they can’t be accumulated, enough to be proud of themselves.

"Everyone knows, just come with me, the imperial capital is very big, and it is troublesome to get lost."

Xinyan smiled slightly and led the way in front of her head, with a plump figure and a slender figure. It can be seen that on the street, there are countless eyes that fall on him inextricably.

"Everyone, please follow, I have been to the imperial capital, and in the center of these four characters, there is a vast array of countless long swords intertwined.

Just looking at it, it makes people feel that the endless mystery is contained in it, the fierce sword force, like the vast sword array that has evolved into, almost burst out.

With a distance of thousands of meters, people dare not see more.

"This is the ten thousand sword map of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion!"

Li Wuyou was next to Lin Yun, and said quite excitedly: "It is said that it was left by Jian Wuming, the founder of Lingxiao Jiange, this Wanjian map should only be copied. The real Wanjian map is engraved on the sword pavilion. On the Wanjian Cliff." Lin Yun's heart moved, it seemed that he was right in choosing the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, and only one picture could show the sect's background.