Chapter 228

In the capital of the Great Qin Emperor, at the junction of the inner city and the outer city, there is a lake filled with mist.

"It's so cold!"

The cold air floating on the lake caused Lin Yun to shrink the cold air and jumped down from the blood dragon.

Lin Yun carried the sword box on his back, came to the lake, and said loudly, "Master Thirteen, the younger generation is here as promised."

With powerful penetrating power, the sound waves oscillated in the fog, and then kept reverberating.

boom!

When the sound completely fell, a fishing boat, riding the wind and breaking the waves, came agitated.

There was no one in the boat, so Lin Yun was not surprised.

When he and Li Wuyou left the last time, the boat was going down the river, and the Thirteenth Master was not on the boat.

One person and one horse, file in.

The fishing boat turned around and smashed sword-like water lines on the lake. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast mist.

On the bow of the boat, Lin Yun took his time and closed his eyes.

The Ziyuan Sword Art and the body are running wildly, and the true essence in the body is thick. Like a river, turbulent, his body exudes a reckless sword.

Breathing in and out, the purple iris flower with thirty-six petals in the dantian shines brightly.

The thick and majestic True Essence slammed into the body frantically, and the second profound vein was looming.

But every time, when it is about to truly open up, another mysterious power will appear.

True essence as thick as a river, only one third of it remains after running a big week.

The Heart Sutra of the years, the power of the years evolved!

The Ziyuan Sword Art and the Heart Sutra of Years are full of contradictions. The former increases the cultivation base, rhymes and nourishes the true essence, and makes the true essence grow like a river. The latter, then condensed the cultivation base, and every time the power of the years was cultivated, the cultivation base would be reduced by one-third.

This was the reason why he was unable to open up the second profound vein for a long time.

However, Lin Yun was not in a hurry. It contained the power of time. After condensing, the true essence was obviously much stronger than before.

The true essence flowing in his body has already shimmered, like refined steel that has been tempered.

Now, the power of time has condensed his Ziyuan True Essence by 80%, and waited for the condensing to be completed by 100%.

Going to break through to the second level of Xuanwu, not to mention that Ye Liuyun only has the third level of Xuanwu, even if it is the fourth level of Xuanwu, Lin Yun will no longer have the slightest fear.

The only trouble is that it requires enormous resources.

Simply, he now has a large amount of Lingyu on hand.

The fishing boat docked, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and the familiar bamboo building appeared in his field of vision.

Buried Sword Forest, here we come!

Ashore, Lin Yun was in the main building and saw the Thirteenth Master sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

His temples are pale, his face is frosty, his eyes are closed, and there is a terrifying majesty that exudes, making people dare not enter.

call out!

The Thirteenth Master suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed, as if Lin Yun heard a vicissitudes of life.

There seems to be an incomparably sharp sword glow, piercing through the chest and hitting the soul directly.

What a terrible sword intent!

Lin Yun was shocked. If the Thirteenth Master wanted his life, he would be killed with just one look.

What kind of realm has this sword intent reached?

Lin Yun cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Thirteen Masters."

"good."

The Thirteenth Master got up and looked at Lin Yun, nodded and said, "I thought you devoured 50% of the Yin Sha power here, and now you must have at least the second peak in your cultivation. I didn't expect you to be so calm."

"In the first month of entering the sect, the juniors are basically stable in their cultivation, and even their martial arts training has fallen. One-handed Leiyin swordsmanship is not enough in the sword pavilion."

The weather-beaten face of Master Thirteen was like a rock, his face did not change, and he said lightly: "Cultivation is always the foundation of a warrior, the foundation is unstable, and even strong swordsmanship exerts unreal power. With your understanding, and then It takes less than two months to cultivate any Xuan-level swordsmanship, so why worry.”

"But the junior is in trouble now."

Lin Yun briefly explained how he had a grudge against Wang Yan, and then was broken into a duel with Ye Liuyun.

The Thirteenth Master looked at Lin Yun and pondered: "Is there only 20 days left? It's really troublesome... But I'm afraid this old man won't be able to help you."

Lin Yun said calmly, "Don't dare, this junior just needs to bury Jianlin for one use."

He didn't come here to get the help of the Thirteenth Master. For Ye Liuyun, he just wanted to kill him with his own strength.

The Thirteenth Master has already helped him once, so why is he asking the other party to help him?

Furthermore, no one can help him, and the only one who can really save him is himself.

There is no other choice but to become stronger!

"Go."

The Thirteenth Master was expressionless, pointed to a path, and then closed his eyes again.

It was as if Lin Yun had never lived in the future.

"Thank you senior."

Lin Yun thanked him, leaving the blood dragon and horse here, and set foot on the Sword Burial Forest alone.

Buzz!

The green and crystal clear sword bamboo swayed with the wind the moment Lin Yun stepped on it, emitting a sound like a wind chime.

A strong sword intent pervades all directions and is everywhere.

Lin Yun was in it, as if he was in a sea of ​​sword intent, with open pores all over his body, extremely comfortable.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and look very comfortable.

"Sure enough, I didn't come to the wrong place."

Opening his eyes, Lin Yun's eyes flashed brightly. In this forest of buried swords, he felt as warm as home.

The next moment, he spread out his hand and took out three jade slips.

The first jade slip is the finished version of Dragon Tiger Fist, the second is Dafengjin, and the third is Bajian.

The strong wind is what he got from the Tongtian Altar, and he inherited the palm technique and Xuan-level martial arts left by the ancient sects in the golden prosperous world.

The martial arts and martial arts of the golden age cannot be judged according to the grade of the current world, and there is no comparison.

The power of this palm technique, even if it is compared to the spirit-level martial arts, is only strong or not weak.

When he was still in the Xiantian realm, Lin Yun watched it and found that he couldn't understand it at all and couldn't cultivate.

After breaking the entrance, he has been stabilizing his cultivation and has no time to take care of it.

Now that he wants to truly master this palm technique within 20 days, Lin Yun doesn't have much confidence.

"This strong wind will be my trump card in the future. Right now, I can't use it for the time being."

After whispering to himself, Lin Yun put this jade slip away, his eyes fell on the dragon and tiger fist jade slip, and he couldn't stop smiling.

If ten days ago, he could obtain the complete copy of Dragon Tiger Fist, he wouldn't have to go to the bitter end to seek the Overlord Sword.

The power of Dragon Tiger Fist, Young Master Liu Shang had personally demonstrated in front of him.

And the time he has practiced this boxing technique, if counted from the Tiger Boxing, it can be regarded as the foundation of two or three years.

It doesn't take twenty days, Lin Yun asked himself, at most ten days, he can cultivate this boxing technique to the realm of great achievement.

The remaining ten days were just used to comprehend Ba Jian.

With the Dragon Tiger Fist by his side, he had no fear in the fight against Ye Liuyun. If Bajian is more diligent, there is no doubt that he will have an extra trump card!

Put the dragon and tiger fist jade slip on his forehead, and the majestic information kept pouring into his mind.

This fist originally had four marks, and only by cultivating all the four marks can the power of this dragon and tiger fist be truly exerted.

The four seals are the immortal diamond seal, the void-breaking seal, the demon-subduing seal, and the seal of the heavens!

"This dragon and tiger boxing is really not simple. I have realized it before, but it is only the tip of the iceberg. The four seals are incomplete, and I will never be able to truly exert the lethal power of dragon and tiger boxing. The Buddhist martial arts are indeed broad and profound. I have learned the immortal diamond seal. First repair the void seal, this seal has great power when combined with dragon flying and tiger jumping!"

Lin Yun whispered to himself, and then punched and punched continuously in this forest of buried swords.

Bang bang bang!

In the bamboo forest, it suddenly sounded, and there was a loud noise, and the sound of dragons and tigers roared incessantly.

"Breaking the air, breaking the air, what is the air-breaking?"

Lin Yun kept pondering in his mind, and in his mind, the picture of the young master of the day, blasting out the dragon and the tiger jumping.

"Empty is empty, how to break it? I must have missed something..."

After several attempts, Lin Yun's seal of breaking the air finally got started, but he still couldn't get the point and couldn't grasp the true meaning.

But he didn't give up, in this Sword Burial Forest, he practiced tirelessly.

At the same time, he was also under the pressure of sword intent everywhere in the forest.

click!

Not knowing how many punches he threw, there seemed to be a sudden explosion in the air, which made Lin Yun ponder.

"Seeing is believing. Seeing emptiness is not emptiness, but emptiness in the heart. The so-called breaking the emptiness means breaking the tigers and dragons in the heart. Even the delusion in the heart can be broken. What else can't be broken?"

Lin Yun's eyes brightened, he pondered for a while, and then let out a long whistle. The hands kept knotting, and then a punch was thrown.

This time, when his imprint was blasted out, the whole person was instantly clear and calm, as if he had entered a state of nothingness.

"Yes, that's right. Breaking the sky, breaking the sky, breaking the dragon and tiger in the heart, it is said to be the breaking of the sky seal, but it is actually the power of breaking the heart! With the blessing of this seal, the dragons and tigers jump, and the left fist that is ready to go can truly be Derived from the explosive power of tigers jumping over mountains and rivers, breaking through the air!"

A faint smile appeared on Lin Yun's face. He finally mastered the essentials of breaking the void seal. This Dragon Tiger Fist is the most important step away from Dacheng.

After a while, Lin Yun formed a seal with both hands, and the air-breaking seal was formed in an instant.

The violent aura surged through him, but in his eyes, there was a faint sense of Zen, tranquility and far-reaching, clear and bright.

Long Fei, Tiger Leap!

But when he performed Long Fei Hu Leap under the blessing of Po Kong Yin, the terrifying fist glow contained sword strength. With a punch, the bones all over his body exploded, making a terrifying loud sound like a river breaking.

In the huge sword-burying forest, driven by the power of this fist, all the dust and fallen leaves floated up.

However, under the heavy pressure of Lin Yun, the dust and shattered leaves rose up, and there was a brief stagnation in the air.

To outsiders, the passage of time seems to have slowed down.

Lin Wai stared at all of this, the thirteenth master, whose complexion rarely changed, stroked his beard and smiled, "This kitten and little snake fist is a bit of a stance, and it can be integrated with Jian Jin like this. Perfect. I don't know what the old things of Xuan Tianzong think when they see it."

Megatron Daqin, the so-called invincible Dragon Tiger Fist, is the Thirteenth Master who dares to call it Cat and Snake Fist.

break!

Lin Yun let out a loud shout, and his left fist, which was ready to go, burst into the air.

There seems to be a ferocious tiger phantom, overpowering the world, crossing mountains and rivers, traversing north and south.

Ka Ka Ka!

In the discoloration of the wind and clouds, countless dust and fallen leaves were smashed into pieces. When Lin Yun closed his fists and stood up, the Sword Burial Forest was like a storm washed over many times, clean and pure.