Chapter 391

There was wind on the head, carrying the cold air from the lake, brushing the white hair on the forehead of the Thirteenth Master, revealing an old face that was weathered and full of wrinkles.

The Thirteenth Master looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly there were many emotions in his heart.

In the past few days, apart from Xin Jue's death, what he was most worried about was the child in front of him.

Looking at him sitting in front of Xin Jue without saying a word, sometimes he felt remorse, sometimes annoyed, sometimes painful... In the dark night, he even covered his head and secretly cried several times.

Everything he saw.

When the young man was buried in the Jianlin Forest at the beginning of the year, he was forced to a dead end, and he did not shed a single tear when he was at his most desperate and desperate.

No matter how much suffering he has, he will endure it, just like the sword in his hand and the heart of the sword, he will move forward without fear of life and death.

But in these ten days, I don't know how many times I cried secretly in the night.

He really likes this and the child who is also a sword slave, and he is afraid that he will encounter this difficulty and will not be able to get out of the shadow in his heart.

But after all, he survived, and did not fall in grief and remorse. The young man is still the same young man, but there is a little more vicissitudes in his eyes, but he cannot fake it. The heart of Xiangjian is destined to have an extra scar, which cannot be exposed in this life.

"Little devil, just sit down and do whatever you want. As long as the old man can draw his sword, he will always face you."

The turbid eyes flashed a sharp sword light, and the care in the words of the Thirteenth Master was very obvious.

"Master Thirteen, can the poison needle on the ground still be used?"

Lin Yun's eyes fell, and after being pulled out one by one, they were discarded on the silver needles on the ground.

The silver needle is slender and slender, shining with cold light, and the appearance is quite delicate. It was hard to imagine that it would be the Blood Rain Silver Flower Needle, this vicious and deadly hidden weapon secret treasure.

"It works. As long as it's not bloody, the toxin won't work."

The Thirteenth Master guessed what Lin Yun was going to do, but he didn't say much. He waved and handed over the eight silver needles on the ground.

Lin Yun caught the silver needle, and the killing intent in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

"Farewell."

After putting away the silver needle, Lin Yun turned around and left without the slightest hesitation, but looked at Xin Jue deeply before leaving.

He lay quietly on the stone platform, if he didn't know it, he thought he was just asleep.

Brother, I will participate in the Dragon Gate Competition.

Inherit the glory of the sword in your hand, guard Sister Xinyan, and keep walking until the end...

Imperial City.

It is late autumn now, and the streets are still prosperous, but the autumn is unstoppable, and there is always a bleak atmosphere.

Lin Yun led the blood dragon and horse and walked in it, but it was not conspicuous.

Ten days later, the storm of trespassing at the city gate seemed to have subsided, and no one was talking about it.

His destination was very clear. In the most prosperous commercial street in the inner city, he stopped in front of the Wanbao Pavilion.

The guard in front of the door, seeing his extraordinary bearing, hurriedly asked to lead the horse.

"I dare to ask you what the son's name is, and if you need anything, just tell the little one. Wanbao Pavilion will definitely meet your needs."

"Lin Yun."

Yingbin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Yun several times, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

There was a flash of shock in his expression, and he said a little excitedly: "But Lin Yun from the High Heaven Sword Pavilion?"

He had already caused a sensation in Wanbao Pavilion, and the battle at the Princess Mansion made him famous in the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty. Few people have not heard his name.

"It's me, take me to see your hall master."

Lin Yun walked in and said calmly.

"Okay, I'll report it right away. I'll report it right away."

The visitor suppressed his excited look, and after placing the blood dragon and horse in place, he immediately went to inform the head of Wanbao Pavilion, Hall Master Wei Yue.

But within a quarter of an hour, in the VIP room of Wanbao Pavilion, Lin Yun saw the long-lost Wei Yue.

"Young Master Lin, you are a rare visitor. Why do you think of my Wanbao Pavilion today?"

Wei Yue was very impressed with Lin Yun, and in many ways, he also needed to rely on Lin Yun, and he was very polite in his words.

"I want you to help me find someone."

Lin Yun went straight to the point, without any courtesy.

"Looking for someone."

"The direct line of the Wang clan, Wang Yan."

"this……"

Wei Yue's eyes flashed with strange awns, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said with a smile: "Young Master Lin, I'm a businessman, but I don't have the ability to help you find people. If you want to find people, I can help you introduce some people. , after all, there is a specialization in the art industry.”

Looking at the other party's expression, Lin Yun didn't answer, he went straight to the window and looked down.

On the street, people come and go, there is a lot of traffic in front of Wanbao Pavilion, and business is booming.

"There are many means of doing business, but no matter what means, well-informed is always indispensable. If Hall Master Wei is afraid of trouble, you can clearly say that I will not force it."

Lin Yun said softly, without too much emotion. Wei Yue felt a chill for some unknown reason, and quickly said: "Since Young Master Lin said so, then I will not hide it. I can help you find out the whereabouts of Wang Yan. However, Young Master Lin, you climbed to the top of the Black Lotus. On the tenth floor of the treasure hall, let Xueluo fall into the wasteland, and the legend will reappear. I don't know, can you just leave it

One or two treasures to be auctioned in my Wanbao Pavilion? "

"The news of Hall Master Wei is well-informed."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with mockery, and said lightly.

Wei Yue sneered and said: "This matter has not spread yet, but it will definitely spread throughout Daqin in the near future. The secret realm such as the Black Lotus Palace, the major chambers of commerce must pay attention to it, and they can't let the treasure be left to his house, slow person. One step."

"The treasures have been handed over to the sect, and I have to use the rest myself. If you like this spear, I will give it to you."

Lin Yun remembered that there was still a war spear in the storage bag, and it was not handed over to the sect when it was nearly scrapped.

Hall Master Wei took over the war spear, and was overjoyed at first, but then he saw that it was a war spear that was almost destroyed, and smiled: "Although it is almost half-used, it is also a genuine ancient treasure, relying on the magic lotus secret realm. The fame may not be able to sell for a good price."

After putting away the spear, Hall Master Wei looked at Lin Yun and said, "Young Master Lin, wait for me for a moment, I will tell you Wang Yan's whereabouts when I come back."

In less than a cup of tea, he reappeared with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Lin Gongzi, this Wang Yan is in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, he didn't go anywhere, just stayed in the League of Gentlemen."

"Not in the palace?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He had guessed before that even if Wang Yan didn't escape, he would definitely hide in the Wang family's home.

Unexpectedly, this person is staying in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, and his heart is really big.

Wei Yue laughed softly: "The palace? Hehe, if he really has an enemy, how can the palace be safe from the High Heaven Sword Pavilion? Could it be that there are still people in the Qin Empire who dare to kill people in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion?

"

Indeed, in the Daqin Empire, for Wang Yan, there is no safer place than High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

It seemed that Wang Yan was determined to think that no one would do anything to him.

Not to mention his relationship with the Wang clan, there is no evidence, and there is no way that the sect would attack him for no reason. What's more, he still has a relationship with the eldest prince, and he is even more fearless.

As for other people, the iron law of the sect is strictly forbidden to kill!

I'm afraid right now, are you in a good mood?

Lin Yun sneered in his heart.

"By the way, there's something big happened recently in High Heaven Sword Pavilion, I'm afraid Young Master Lin doesn't know about it yet."

Wei Yue remembered something and said suddenly.

"What's up?"

Lin Yun thought to himself, could it be that Senior Brother Xin Jue's death has been exposed.

"Thirty days ago, Bai Lixuan broke through the barrier, with colorful auspicious auspiciousness, flying like snow, and descended for three whole days. This kind of vision can be seen in the entire Qintian County. It is rumored that he has broken through the Holy Body and became the root of the Daqin Empire. Bone first person."

When it comes to this matter, Wei Yue is also very emotional. The shock of seeing the colorful auspicious auspiciousness falling for three consecutive days has not completely dissipated until now.

Eucharist!

Martial artist talent has two points, one is the root and the other is perception, which cannot be checked. But the root bones can be learned, the root bones of Lin Yun's eighth-grade spiritual body are already the top of the Qin Empire.

The Eucharist is an unprecedented root, and this life is destined to be extraordinary.

Not to mention the Great Qin Empire, even in the ancient South China region, there are very few people who can achieve the Holy Body.

"Finally out of the customs, the timing is really coincidental."

As for Bai Lixuan, Lin Yun had already heard about it, and he said that if he did not leave the customs, he would definitely be rock-shattering and cause a sensation in Da Qin.

Now it seems that the rumors are not true at all.

Auspiciousness descended from the sky, colorful, and fell for three days in a row. People in every corner of Qintian County saw such a vision.

If it was before, Lin Yun would still have some ideas.

Right now, the heart is like still water, the waves are calm, and you can go out of the customs.

"Farewell."

Lin Yun didn't stay here for a long time in Wanbao Pavilion. After Wei Yue finished speaking, he left.

"This Lin Yun, why is it so different from before, or do I feel that something is wrong?"

Wei Yue touched his chin. In the past, Lin Yun had an extraordinary bearing and a reserved edge. But he can still see through it, the current Lin Yun, standing in front of him, makes him unable to ponder.

Even the major events such as Bai Lixuan's exit from the customs did not make any waves, and he seemed indifferent.

Doesn't he know that since ancient times, the king does not see the king, and the queen does not see the queen. With Bai Lixuan there, whether he likes it or not, he will inevitably compete with him.

If you are not careful, you will be trampled under your feet.

One mountain can't tolerate two tigers, neither can Lingxiao Jiange, two rising stars who are famous in Daqin at the same time.

seven days later.

High Heaven Sword Pavilion, in the League of Gentlemen.

Lin Yun guessed right, Wang Yan was in a really good mood.

Hundreds of members of the League of Gentlemen outside the martial arts field were watching the battle on the field. Wang Yan alone was the only one who fought against the Eight Kings of the League of Gentlemen.

His cultivation level, I don't know when, actually broke through the ninth level of Xuanwu.

With one sword in hand, one against eight, he did not lose the slightest, and even had a slight advantage.

The real essence is agitated, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the imposing manner of the Nine Levels of Xuanwu makes his swordsmanship look full of prestige.

Outside the venue, the applause of the members of the League of Gentlemen was endless.

"defeat!"

Wang Yan suddenly shouted, a sword was pressed down, and the Eight Kings of the Gentlemen League were all sent flying.

After a few people landed, they looked at Wang Yan who was putting his sword back into its sheath, and came forward to congratulate him.

Wang Yan's whole body was churning with blood, and his intuition was hearty and happy. The eldest prince, the elixir that he gave him is really extraordinary, and he broke the shackles of the Eighth Layer of Xuanwu in one fell swoop.

"Senior brother's strength, I'm afraid it will take less than a year to be qualified to hit the heavenly list."

"The top ten on the list will have the name of Senior Brother Wang Yan sooner or later."

"I see this High Heaven Sword Pavilion. I'm afraid that apart from the disciples in the Heavenly Ranking, no one is the opponent of Senior Brother."

Listening to the praise of the Eight Great Kings, Wang Yan showed a deep smile on his face and enjoyed it very much.

Originally, after he came out of the Silent Mountain Range, he felt uneasy and panicked.

Unexpectedly, Xin Jue was still dead when he hit the wrong way.

Today, the eldest prince came to congratulate Bai Lixuan on breaking through the Holy Body, and came to see him first.

It made him feel calm, and he no longer had the slightest fear.

However, if he was given another chance, he would still choose to kill Lin Yun and did not regret his decision.

This sword slave has made him humiliated several times, especially beheading Wang Ning in front of him, which is his lifelong shame.

Thinking of Lin Yun, Wang Yan's smile faded, and he said coldly, "This little sword slave, hasn't he returned yet?"

"I haven't come back. The people who went to the Magic Lotus Secret Realm have already returned, but Lin Yun is not among them..."

"I heard that Bai Lixuan went to Luojia Mountain on purpose, but no one found him."

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that Bai Lixuan and Lin Yun still have old grudges, and this sword slave finally has someone to take care of him."

"Bai Lixuan is really a monster. After leaving the customs, he cultivated a thousand miles. I heard that he has already defeated six Tianbang disciples, and he only used less than ten moves."

"The horror of the Eucharist, I certainly cannot understand it."

Listening to the words of the Eight Great Kings, Wang Yan said with a gloomy smile: "I'm really looking forward to what kind of expression he will have when he returns to the High Heaven Sword Pavilion and sees Bai Lixuan, who has accomplished the Holy Body."

"Long time no see, Senior Brother Wang Yan is still concerned about Lin as always."

Just at this moment, a voice sounded for no reason and came with the wind.

A few people followed the sound and saw that outside the martial arts field, on the eaves of a temple. A young man in a green shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, his clothes blowing in the wind, making a sound of hunting.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, he appeared in the martial arts arena.

"Lin Yun!" Wang Yan's face suddenly changed in an uproar, and he was startled.