Chapter 1111

Floating Cloud Sword Sect, the main hall of the sect.

Lin Yun saw Headmaster Fuyun who had been waiting for a long time. This old fellow was as unfathomable as ever. The Sword Intent on his body is even more terrifying. His Heaven-penetrating Sword Intent, which is close to the fourth rank, appears extremely insignificant in front of the opponent.

During this time, Lin Yun had a clearer understanding of the realm of Kunlun Realm.

No matter where the dragon veins are placed, it is considered to be a strong one. It is a realm that ordinary people cannot touch in their entire lives. The strength of the nine dragons and the condensed veins will change through the sky and the earth.

The Cangxuan Mansion, which was considered a drop in the ocean in Donghuang, was actually not small at all, and the entire Xuanhuang Realm might not be able to compare.

In the Cangxuan Mansion, there are only those who can cultivate in the Divine Dragon Realm, but only have the number of hands.

Even among the four major sects of Cangxuan Mansion, most of those elders are Divine Core Realm Venerables. If they have the cultivation level of Dragon Vein Realm, they can already be comparable to the headmaster, and they can dominate the Cangxuan Mansion even if they leave the sect.

And this Floating Cloud Headmaster in front of him not only has the cultivation base of the Nine Veins of the Divine Dragon, but also the sword intent is unbelievable.

The dragon veins he condensed were so majestic that it was unimaginable, and the ninth vein powerhouses of the divine dragon of the same realm would not be able to hold a single face-to-face in front of him.

Lin Yun felt strange in his heart, such a character, let alone in the ancient wilderness, even if he looked at the entire Eastern Wasteland, could have a place for him, and he would never be unknown.

But he is only in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, such a "small place" as the headmaster, there are many strange places.

"You kid is really sitting down, the old man didn't take the initiative to find you, you made up your mind to ignore me. You have been in my Floating Cloud Sword Sect for almost two months, and you haven't come to salute once... "..." Headmaster Fuyun said with a half-truth smile when he saw Lin Yun's arrival.

Lin Yun smiled in his heart, this old guy was mysteriously tight, the more he understood, the less willing he was to greet him.

But now, it seems that it is unavoidable no matter what.

"Old guy, do you have anything to do with me?" Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile.

Headmaster Fuyun didn't care about his rudeness, he smiled and said, "I have something to do with you, it's been almost two months, and your cultivation has just broken through the seventh level of Heavenly Soul. After a year, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it to Feng Jue. …”

Lin Yun is from the lower world. He is different from the people in the world. He has a lot of potential that has not been tapped out.

It is extraordinary in itself. Even if there is no chance, he will come to Kunlun to cultivate by leaps and bounds. Normally, he should have been promoted to Xingjun long ago, not to mention that he has also climbed to the top of Holy Sword Mountain.

Such an opportunity is no trivial matter!

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, this old guy should have seen that I planned to attack the Seven Flowers Gathering.

Without opening an explanation, Lin Yun watched the changes and waited for the other party to continue.

"It's not that simple to hit the top of the Seven Flowers Gathering... You've accumulated enough heritage, and whether your body can hold up is also a problem. The True Dragon Holy Liquid in your hand should be almost consumed."

Headmaster Fuyun said with a smile, his eyes seemed to be able to see through all of Lin Yun's secrets.

This old guy is really awesome!

Lin Yun's heart sank, his true dragon holy liquid was indeed almost exhausted, and the blue dragon holy heaven art was stuck in the fourth layer and could not be promoted.

Both the swordsmanship and swordsmanship have not improved well, not to mention the background of the cultivation base, but the progress of the physical body is quite slow. When the true dragon holy liquid is not enough, compared with other aspects of progress, it is almost stagnant.

"Do you have the True Dragon Holy Liquid?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with light, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

With the opponent's movement and strength, it is strange that there is no. Not only did he ask nonsense, but he also directly disclosed the information that he needed the True Dragon Holy Liquid.

Headmaster Fuyun did not speak. He took out a scroll and said lightly, "Five drops of True Dragon Holy Liquid for a name, and twenty-five drops on the top!"

Lin Yun unfolded the scroll and took a swipe, then he took a deep breath. All of them were evil cultivators, and all of them were Xingjun.

As for the name at the top, the cultivation base has reached the star river realm, which is stronger than most of the direct disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

"You are embarrassing me."

Lin Yun glanced at the other party and said angrily.

He is only at the seventh level of the Celestial Soul, and it is not a big problem to deal with the warriors of the ordinary Xingyuan realm. But where there are ordinary people in Xie Xiu, at least they are comparable to the direct disciples of the sect.

As for the name at the top, except for Ye Ziling, other direct disciples of the Sword Sect of the Floating Clouds are hard to be sure of winning.

It is even more difficult to kill.

Defeating a person is a completely different difficulty than killing a person.

For example, Lin Yun might not be Ye Ziling's opponent right now, but if the opponent wanted to kill him, there was no possibility.

The evil cultivator is cunning and cruel, and he does evil for a long time without dying. He must have a very strong means of life-saving.

"Do you accept it?" Headmaster Fuyun ignored it and said lightly.

"certainly."

Does Lin Yun have any reason to refuse? Not at all. As he spoke, he carefully put away the scroll.

Headmaster Fuyun smiled and said, "Remember that you either don't move one, or kill all of them, otherwise, one of the people with the name is still alive. You won't be able to get a drop of the true dragon holy liquid! You won't be able to get a single drop! "

Lin Yun's cheeks twitched, and he took a moment to close the scroll. He smiled bitterly: "Old man, you are not embarrassing me anymore, you are trying to kill me."

This old man had been intentionally putting pressure on him since the first day he entered the sect, and now he wants to kill him again.

Headmaster Fuyun stroked his beard and laughed softly: "You brat, you don't know how high the sky is, and you don't even know how terrifying it is to hit the Seven Flowers Gathering Summit. Don't think that you have a chance on the road to the sky, relying on a nine-leaf holy fruit , you can succeed. It’s far from enough, even if you cut off all these names, the True Dragon Holy Liquid is still far from enough.”

"Anyway, they are all dead. These evil cultivators have grievances and grievances with the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. As much as you can kill, you are doing things for the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and it is worth dying."

Swish!

Lin Yun put away the scroll in one breath, flashed a sharp edge in his eyes, and said with a smile: "That may disappoint you, these names, I will kill them cleanly, leaving none of them. Seven flowers gather on the top, I will never let you down. won't die!"

In front of this old man, he really didn't want to be looked down upon.

This sword was born extraordinary, how can I be a thing in the pool, just wait and see!

...

Leaving the main hall of the sect, there was a cold wind blowing on the top of the mountain, Lin Yun woke up a lot, and couldn't help laughing: "This cow is really blowing a little big."

Just when Lin Yun was about to go down the mountain, the sound of a piano sounded in the distance, followed the breeze, brushed across the sea of ​​clouds, and reached Lin Yun's ears.

Miss Luo is playing the piano again?

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, I went to order some wine.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the golden light flickered on Lin Yun's body. He urged the Golden Crow to change, and after a few breaths, he passed through the sea of ​​clouds and landed on the peak of the melodious piano.

The woman in white in the pavilion was playing the qin attentively, and Lin Yunting got excited, took out the purple jade bamboo flute and played it.

After hesitating for a moment, he played the Xiao Yin in his hand and played the artistic conception of the Dust Light Sword Technique.

It was not the first time for the two to play together with the qin and xiao, and they found their own rhythm after a while. The qin and the xiao sound like two luan and phoenixes each blooming with different splendor, but they complement each other. resounded.

Where do the flowers come from, where do I come from.

The empty landscape is long, Konoha Feng Xiaoxiao.

The flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the rain is as fine as sorrow.

There is nothing in this world, and I will give you a white horse's hoof.

The artistic conception of the Dust Light Sword Technique was perfectly performed under Lin Yun's Xiao sound, and a strange color flashed in the eyes of the woman in white. This was a tune that Lin Yun had never played before. She fiddled with her ten fingers quickly, and the sound of the piano became gentle and moving, without Si's usual calmness and equanimity.

Then it was as if the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, as if Feihong broke through the nine heavens, hung straight into the sky, and broke through the Xinghan.

There was a smile in Lin Yun's eyes, saying that bosom friends were hard to find, but this girl Luo seemed to know him better than himself. When he played this song for the first time, the other party responded with such ease and ease.

The sound of the Xiao became high, Lin Yun's tune changed, and his heart was full of passion.

I came from the sky, flowers from the palm of my hand.

In one thought, all the dust will be born, and the mountains and rivers will be broken by ten thousand flowers!

Flowers bloom for thousands of miles above the clouds, the breeze blows, the blue light is like the sea, the blue sea and the sky, thousands of miles are endless, and a brilliance shines on the nine heavens.

Lin Yun put down the Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute, and just now, the suppressed emotions were completely relaxed.

"liquor!"

When he saw the delicious wine already prepared on the table, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he strode forward, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

Good wine!

After drinking it in one gulp, Lin Yun was full of joy and exclaimed.

"Xiaoyin's mood has changed a lot today, is there something wrong with Young Master Lin?" the woman in white asked softly.

Lin Yun didn't hide it, told what he had just discussed with the headmaster, and took out the scroll at the same time.

The woman in white took the scroll and glanced at it. After a while, she said softly, "If you fight against him head-on, you won't have a 30% chance of winning. The gap in cultivation is too big, but if you use Xiao Yujian, you have a good chance of winning. There are still some."

"It's hard for anyone to be able to match the Heaven-reaching Sword Intent with its peak perfection. Your Heaven-reaching Sword Intent has been complemented by the Holy Sword Mountain, and it seems to incorporate the might of the Blue Dragon.

Lin Yun looked at the other party in amazement. He didn't tell the other party about this, and even Headmaster Fuyun might not be able to guess it.

This woman is amazing, and she is indeed from a family of saints from the ancient wilderness.

"Miss Luo understands me. After all, it's more fortunate than good to go, but I can drink this kind of wine before leaving, but I have no regrets!" Lin Yun smiled and drank the remaining wine in one gulp.

"If you like it, then come back alive, and I can prepare whatever you want to drink."

Under the white gauze hat, the woman smiled lightly, like a warning and a temptation.

"Any wine will do?"

"It will be all right."

"Then I want to drink the Millennium Fire!" Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Can!"

Lin Yun said casually, but he didn't expect the other person to answer quite calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter.

It's amazing, the saint family is really amazing.

"Then I seem to have to come back alive." Lin Yun laughed a few times, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, turned to look at the other party and said, "I only know the girl's surname, Luo, and I don't know what her name is. "

"I'm sex Luo, famous flower!"

Luo Hua, such a strange name, Lin Yun murmured in his heart, and immediately thought of that sentence, it is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and when the flowers fall, they meet you again.

"Actually, my other name is also related to flowers." Lin Yun said with a smile, what he said was naturally the funeral of the playboy.

"Oh?"

Luo Hua looked over curiously.

Lin Yun smiled and left without explaining.

On the road to the sky, once the name of the funeral playboy appears, it will be a bloody storm. To bury a playboy, it takes only one sword to kill.

Now in this great Kunlun world, the reputation of being a burial playboy should be revealed a little.