Chapter 401

If you can't go back before dawn, is it a death penalty?

Lin Yun looked at Wanren Mountain Cliff, frowning slightly.

He had already guessed the identity of the fat old man, but he didn't expect that the old man was not friendly at all.

Obviously, they all helped him realize the tenth sword, and gave him this experience.

"It is rumored that the pavilion master of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, Shenlong sees its head but not its tail, has a cold nature, and is moody. Today, it seems that the rumors are not false at all."

Lin Yun's eyes fell on the fat old man and said in a deep voice.

That's right, this fat old man is the pavilion master of the sword pavilion, Jian Xuanhe.

Apart from him, no one dares to act so recklessly, which is in line with all the rumors about him.

The fat old man was noncommittal, and said lightly: "Don't hesitate, think about how to get up, kid who doesn't regret killing. I have to tell you in advance, if you are found to escape, Xiaomeizi will not be able to protect you."

Little Plum? Did he mean Protector Mei?

That's what he dared to say...

Ignoring the fat old man, Lin Yun turned around and jumped to the surface of the lake.

Thousands of meters ahead, there is a towering cliff, and he glanced roughly. The height of the cloud layer is already thousands of meters high, and the height above the cloud layer is completely unpredictable.

If you can pierce through the cliff and have a place to borrow, and cooperate with the Seven Profound Steps of Peak Perfection, you can reluctantly give it a try.

Whoosh!

On the lake, there was a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and Lin Yun turned into a fright, passing by in a flash, bringing heavy waves.

The five fingers were slightly bent into claws, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed fiercely towards the cliff.

Chi Chi!

Some sharp voices sounded, and the five fingers hurt, but there was no trace left on the cliff.

"how can that be?"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

He has practiced the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, and under the infusion of True Yuan, the sharpness of his five fingers is comparable to that of Xuanbing.

Suddenly, Lin Yun thought that he had bombarded the Siguo Cliff with the picture of the broken mountains and rivers. The entire mountain was shaking, but after the storm dissipated, there was not even the slightest crack.

At this point, he can understand that there is a formation in this cliff.

It is almost impossible to pierce through.

The cliff wall is as smooth as a mirror, and it is not realistic to find a place to borrow strength.

Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!

The true essence was agitated, the golden black seal behind him radiated light, and Lin Yun stretched out his arms. He spreads his wings like a golden crow, soars into the sky, and in one breath, he soars a hundred zhang.

Can be exhausted, let in mid-air, obviously the successor is weak.

Seven Profound Steps, many people take pictures!

A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and when his strength was about to run out, he even walked in mid-air.

Each step leaves an afterimage, nine afterimages, each with a palm.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Yun's body and afterimage, even facing nine palms, each palm erupted with a loud noise, resounding in all directions. After nine palms, Lin Yun took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

Seven mysterious steps, mysterious shadows are lost, like the sun in the sky!

High in the sky, his figure blurred, and the next moment burst into a dazzling brilliance. Like a round of bright sun, it vacated again, and in one breath, it shot straight into the sky.

The fat old man looked at the disappearing Lin Yun with an indifferent expression, and said softly, "The higher you fly, the more painful it is to fall."

At the moment when his figure finally entered the sky, Lin Yun looked up, and at the end of his field of vision, he saw the outline of Siguo Cliff.

Immediately, I was overjoyed.

Whoosh!

It's just that the smile on his face didn't have time to dissipate, and he crashed down at the speed of a meteor falling to the ground.

But in the blink of an eye, he thumped and landed on the lake.

With the loud noise, the lake water kept churning, and the waves rose and fell.

Lin Yun, who was lying on the lake, felt that his bones were loose, and the difference was too far...

With his current realm, it is impossible to fly up the Siguo Cliff, and even cultivating the Seven Profound Steps to the Transformation Realm may not be enough.

If you go to the fat old man, after making things difficult for the other party, it may not be really unfriendly.

But this would be too much to be looked down upon by the other party.

Lin Yun got up and took out a jade slip, on which was written the three vast ancient characters of Da Fengjin.

Strong wind!

This is the reward he received after completing the ten-star assessment in the Qingyang Realm, the Tongtian Altar.

Ten stars shine brightly in the sky and the earth, and I will give you a strong wind today; one day the same wind will rise, and it will soar to the nine heavens.

The words of the spirit of the tool, when you recite it for a while, will surround your ears.

Originally, I thought that this strong wind was just a Xuan-level exercise, and I could practice it when I reached the Xuanwu realm.

But it was later discovered that this strong wind was completely different from the current martial arts.

Obscure and difficult to understand, unable to practice.

If you want to practice martial arts, you must at least understand the meaning of the central law. Cultivating with little knowledge will obviously fail to succeed, and may even be dangerous.

He guessed that this Dafengjin was said to be a Xuan-level martial skill, but in fact it had to be practiced in the Purple Palace Realm.

The martial arts of the golden age of ancient times are obviously different from the martial arts of today.

"I'll give it a try for one night."

Lin Yun put the jade slip between his eyebrows, and paragraphs of obscure words poured into his mind intermittently. "There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles away; it turns into a bird, and it flies away in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky... A man has no self, no gods, no merit, a saint. Wuming... Heaven and earth are right, what is free and easy, only when there is yin and yang, when there is wind, when there is qi, and when the six qi gather together, can you be free...

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"Between heaven and earth, there are six qi that always exist, wind, rain, yin, yang, bright, and dark. Wind is one of the six qi, and it is also the beginning of the six qi. Without wind, there will be no rain, yin and yang will not appear, and chaos will not exist. Open. Listen to the wind, watch the clouds get drunk, the trees want to be quiet, the wind doesn't stop, and let the wind blow..."

After reading it through, Lin Yun put down the jade slip and opened his eyes to look.

The sky turned dark.

There was not much time left for him.

Lin Yun held the jade slip and slowly paced up on the lake.

Perhaps it was because of cultivating the Shuiyue swordsmanship to the transformation realm, Lin Yun unexpectedly discovered that this Dafengjin mentality was not as obscure as it used to be.

Kunpeng swims into rain and turns into birds.

Right now, I'm like a fish trapped in the water, only when I turn into a bird can I fly away in anger.

There must be wind, no wind and no waves, no waves, how can fish fly...

There are four realms of strong wind, which are different from the realm of today's martial arts.

This wind is divided into four realms: subtle, sublime, sublime, and perfect.

The beginning is exquisite, and there is no distinction between minor and major achievements, showing that its threshold is extremely high. Either it doesn't work, and once it's small, it's incomparably subtle.

Where does the wind come from?

If it is derived from true essence, he can shoot the earth-shattering palm wind with a thought, but it is obviously wrong.

Wind, rain, yin, yang, dark and bright, this wind should be one of the six qi that existed between heaven and earth in ancient times. It does not have the same meaning as the current wind.

Wind is one of the ancient six qi, as long as you understand this sentence, you may be able to find clues.

Perhaps, the fat old man will know something.

Lin Yun glanced at the old man in the pavilion, who smiled at him and pointed to the sky.

It's getting dark and you're running out of time.

Seeing the other party's expression, Lin Yun immediately withdrew his gaze and did not rely on him.

wind……

In mid-air, a leaf swayed in the wind, rising and falling.

Is the leaf moving, or is the wind moving, obviously the wind is blowing the leaves.

But if the leaves don't float, how do you know that the wind is blowing?

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and suddenly, he seemed to have caught something.

He closed his eyes and continued to think along the trace of aura he caught.

Time passed, and before you knew it, the dawn was coming.

When he opened his eyes, the twilight faded and dawn had come.

Where does the wind come from?

From me, as long as there is a push on this side, the wind will naturally come. For example, if I push the water of this lake in front of me, the wind will naturally come.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun's thoughts became more and more clear.

The various mental methods of Dafengjin are not obscure and difficult to understand, but everything is clear.

True Yuan followed the method of mind and ran without hindrance, and the boundless momentum quietly accumulated in Lin Yun.

The fat old man frowned slightly, what tricks is this kid playing?

call!

Seeing Lin Yun rise out of thin air, facing the lake, he suddenly slapped it down.

When the jade-like palm was attached to the lake, the force of the palm spread out. The next moment, the entire lake surface sank abruptly, dropping three feet abruptly.

boom!

With a loud noise, the water surface bounced back quickly, the sky and the earth trembled, and the wind suddenly rose. Lin Yun's face showed joy, and he rose with the wind. Flying in anger, it soared to the end of the sky.

close, close...

Seeing, getting closer to Si Guoya, Lin Yun's smile gradually deepened.

But when it was only a few hundred feet away, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he found that his energy was exhausted and the wind was weak.

Zheng!

Just at this moment, the sound of the piano resumed, and a violent hurricane rolled around him like a whistling, rushing towards Siguo Cliff.

Lin Yun floated gently and landed steadily.

The fat old man helped him in the end.

Moody, cold by nature, but not without a bit of humanity.

Looking up, in mid-air, several deacons glanced at him on the sword carving. Seeing that he was still thinking about the cliff, he didn't say much and quietly retreated.

It's just that Lin Yun didn't know, the moment he stepped on the Siguo Cliff.

Beneath the abyss, Protector Mei appeared on that island.

Hufa Mei looked at the almost deformed lake surface and sighed softly, "This wave is really big enough..."

"There is no wind and no waves, what are you doing here?"

The fat old man said lightly.

"Eldest Prince, I'm here again today."

Hufa Mei's face was a little ugly, and she said softly.

The fat old man's indifferent expression showed a hint of melancholy, looking at the lake for a long time without saying a word.

"I want to know what the pavilion master thinks?"

Protector Mei was a little uneasy, and in front of this pavilion master, he was always unable to remain calm. The fat old man fiddled with the strings and said with a blank face, "If she doesn't want to, no one can move her; if she nods, no one can save her."