Chapter 1131

Above the clouds, the wind and the sun are bright.

Lin Yun came out from the main hall of the sect and ran through it, like a fairy rising into the fog, and soon there was a sound of the piano.

"is her!"

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth twitched into a smile. It seemed that Miss Luohua had not forgotten her agreement with him.

Thousand years of fire, that smell is really nostalgic.

Lin Yun licked his lips, followed the sound, and saw Holy Sword Mountain after a while.

Around the Holy Sword Mountain, there are many floating peaks that suppress the Holy Sword Mountain, which are forbidden places on weekdays. Lin Yun is a direct disciple of Tianzihao, and he can travel freely in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, but he has no scruples when outsiders can't enter.

Above the empty sea of ​​​​clouds, the more remote you go, the surrounding of Shengjian Mountain is like a fairyland.

Lin Yun enjoyed listening to the sound of the piano. He felt the boundless artistic conception in the sound of the piano. She is playing the clouds, and every tone seems to be like a cloud floating in the air. When she is in it, she floats like a feather and turns into a fairy.

Floating clouds are not my intention, ten thousand years with a flick of a finger.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the floating clouds are the sky, and even the arrogant demons are mostly trapped under the floating clouds, under the sky.

But above the clouds, what is it?

Lin Yun suddenly realized something, and looked up with a solemn expression. Isn't it still the sky above the floating clouds?

There are clouds beyond the clouds, and there are days beyond the sky!

Thinking of this, Lin Yun's heart suddenly became extremely painful, and a tangled and melancholy mood in his heart turned into boundless and violent pressure.

Boom!

His sword intent was disordered, and some kind of persistence that had been held for a long time suddenly collapsed. Panic filled the air, the sword intent was messy, the true essence was retrograde, and the whole body was in extreme pain.

If the cloud is still the cloud, and the sky is still the sky, then what is the meaning of this swordsmanship practice?

Even if it is above the clouds in the depths, it is still under the sky!

My sword, repaired and repaired, is just a joke. Pfft, Lin Yun felt severe pain in his heart, his emotions fluctuated violently, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

His face suddenly turned pale, and the state of the whole person became extremely bad, and he was swaying among the clouds.

Go on fire!

A terrible word suddenly appeared in Lin Yun's mind, and his heart suddenly became extremely frightened.

His kendo accomplishments disintegrated strangely, as if high-rise buildings were constantly peeling off, and they were about to collapse and collapse at any time.

Lin Yun smiled wistfully, and he heard that, Xi can die!

It is true that he died after hearing the Dao, but he just heard the Dao. This Dao is out of reach, out of reach! !

Lin Yun suddenly had a terrible hatred in his heart, his eyes were scarlet with blood and tears.

Hate the sky is too high, hate the sword too short!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Suddenly, the misty piano sound in the clouds changed, turning into a prince looking down on the world. This is not the voice of an ordinary prince. It is high above the ground, like the emperor of the emperor, looking down on the world, who will give up on me.

It was such a domineering voice of a prince, but at this moment it turned into boundless tenderness, like a gentle and tender arm like water, soothing Lin Yun's body.

Lin Yun's expression gradually softened, the broken sword intent on his body stopped the downward trend, and his eyes gradually became clear.

This violin sound seemed to have magic power, knowing that his heart was distressed, and all kinds of emotions dissipated.

After half an hour, Lin Yun's heart completely calmed down. He looked at the sky and sighed: "It's dangerous."

Figures rose and fell, a few flashes, and Lin Yun landed in the old place where he met the woman in white on weekdays.

In the boundless sea of ​​clouds, the mountain peaks stand, and in the pavilion on the top of the peak, Luo Hua is sitting in white clothes playing the piano. As usual, she was wearing a white gauze hat, which was hazy and blurry, unable to see the other person's face clearly.

But just by looking at her fingers playing the piano, you can vaguely guess that there is a beautiful face hidden under the white veil.

Luohua!

Lin Yun stepped on the sea of ​​clouds and fell down, feeling emotional, and said with a soft laugh: "It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and when the flowers are falling, I will meet you again."

"Jiangnan? Where is Jiangnan?"

Luo Hua looked up and saw a curious look in the beautiful eyes behind the veil.

Where is Jiangnan?

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. To be honest, he didn't know where Jiangnan was.

Even if you know it, you don't want to think about it. If you can, it's better for Jiangnan to live in a dream. When we really arrive in Jiangnan, maybe all the bad dreams and illusions will be broken.

"Jiangnan is just a dream, Miss Luohua is the reality. When I wake up from the dream, I see the girl!" Lin Yun walked to the pavilion and sat down, seeing that the jug had already been placed on the table, his eyes lit up immediately.

Millennium Fire!

He played with the jug for a moment, then filled the glass, and saw the clear and cold wine. There are golden flames, little stars, floating and sinking in the wine.

It was indeed a thousand-year fire, Lin Yun smiled and shook the wine glass.

After a while, those golden sparks surfaced. The fire of the sun turned into a golden crow in front of him and soared in the pavilion.

Such a vision is indescribably miraculous.

Lin Yun picked up the glass of wine and drank it all at once. His face turned ruddy, and he only felt hearty. He took a deep breath and said, "Good wine!"

"Young Master Lin has already killed the Ben Lei Demon Sword, why is there such a sadness in his heart that he almost went into trouble." Luo Hua, a woman in white, asked curiously.

In curiosity, there is also a trace of concern.

"Fourth Grade Sword Intent!"

Lin Yun sipped his drink and said softly.

Just now, he suddenly realized something, thinking that there are clouds outside the clouds, and there are days outside the sky.

It is almost impossible to want to be in the sky, and all of the previous thoughts and realizations have become a bubble. The passion and blood in the past, wanting to be above the clouds, wanting to be above the sky, all seemed rather ridiculous.

In an instant, he was stunned and almost fell into the abyss, which was extremely terrifying.

He didn't hide it, and told the other party what he thought and what he had just experienced without reservation.

"There are clouds outside the clouds, and there are days outside the sky. It's not easy for you to realize this level... Most people in the world can only live under the floating clouds, and they don't dare to think about this problem."

Luo Hua's voice was very nice, and she said in detail: "Many times, we all want to climb the mountain, but after climbing, we will definitely see a higher mountain. Many people will collapse here, and it is clear that mountaineering has been a near-death experience. It's been a hardship. But who would have thought that outside the mountain is still the mountain, outside the cloud is still the cloud, and above the sky, it is still the first layer of heaven."

There are people outside people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. This is the truth.

"The Fourth Grade Sword Intent is really difficult."

Lin Yun sighed, took out the purple jade bamboo flute, and played it at will in the pavilion.

He played the voice of a prince, just playing it according to his heart, it was like the sound of heaven, and all kinds of visions appeared on the sea of ​​​​clouds.

After waiting for one song, the anguish in my heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

"Everything in the world has yin and yang, and there is a balance. The swordsmanship and the swordsmanship are among the most advanced, but they are also the most difficult to comprehend. The other avenues are less sharp, but relatively easy to grasp. The fourth-grade sword meaning is called Shenxiao! Legend has it that the sky has nine layers and thirty-six layers, and Shenxiao is the highest sky of the thirty-six days."

Luo Hua didn't know when she got up, she said in a succinct manner, "But...is this important?"

How high is the sky, does it matter?

Lin Yun's heart was beating wildly, he suddenly woke up, the other party's words seemed to be enlightening, and he instantly realized. The buzzing in my mind exploded, and many bottlenecks followed.

"unimportant."

After a long time, Lin Yun said with a soft laugh, with a smile like a fairy, the clouds and fog dispersed.

boom!

A ray of light bloomed between his eyebrows, and a seed condensed from sword intent was completely formed in the center of his eyebrows.

This is a complete sword cocoon, and when the cocoon is broken into a butterfly, the fourth-grade sword intent will come naturally.

It doesn't matter how high the sky is, what matters is the word "Shen Xiao".

Shenxiao not only means the highest heaven, but if you take it apart, it means that God is in the sky. Fourth-grade sword intent is above the sky, but the sky is still the sky, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Then let the sword intent to the gods, the gods are in the sky, and my sword is the sky.

Lin Yun's bottleneck in the third-grade sword intent has been stagnant for a long time, and he is comprehending all the time.

The sword cocoon between the eyebrows was completely formed, and the sword intent reached the realm of half a step.

As long as it accumulates over time, it will be a matter of course, master the true Fourth Grade Sword Intent, God is in the sky, my sword is the sky.

The so-called bottleneck does not exist at all.

"Miss Luohua knows a lot, I almost fell just now, and I know that it was a blessing in disguise, and the bottleneck of this fourth-grade sword intent was broken like this."

Lin Yun said with emotion.

Luo Hua laughed softly: "Others are still climbing, you are already watching the scenery above the floating clouds, sooner or later there will be disasters. I just happened to be at the right time, because of fate. With Lin Gongzi's heart to the sword, this Jie will certainly pass without my princely voice, and this kind of truth will eventually come to light.”

Lin Yun smiled, noncommittal.

He just became more and more curious about the identity of the other party. Can the saint family in Kunlun Realm know so much?

She knows the voice of a prince, and she is better than herself.

Her explanation of the Fourth Grade Sword Intent is impressive, if she does not have strong attainments. Even if there are elders to teach, they will not understand after listening, and they may not be able to teach if they understand.

For example, if she told Ye Ziling about the same thing, the other party would definitely be confused and unclear.

Not only will there be no gains, but there will be mistakes, hindering her cultivation in the Heaven-reaching Sword Intent.

Just in time, by chance.

It just so happened that Lin Yun had been comprehending the Fourth Grade Sword Intent for such a long time that her words were so important. One point was easy, and all kinds of bottlenecks were solved in an instant.

Her identity is not simple, Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and he pondered: "I heard that Miss Luo came to the Floating Cloud Sword Sect on purpose because of the secrets in the Holy Sword Mountain."

"Only half right."

Luo Hua did not shy away from this. She turned her eyes to the direction of the Holy Sword Mountain and said softly: "The Holy Sword Mountain is not as simple as it looks on the surface. Climbing to the top of the mountain is just the beginning."

"The green mountains outside the clouds, the blue stars are falling. The floating clouds are not my intention, and it will take ten thousand years. The bottleneck you have encountered, the owner of this mountain has long given the answer."

A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he said in surprise, "Miss Luo also climbed the top of the mountain?"

"I didn't, but when you climbed to the top of the mountain, I saw everything you saw." Under Luo Hua's white gauze hat, her face became more mysterious with her words.

Lin Yun suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when he was climbing the mountain, the other party stopped and watched, and it seemed that there was really a secret in Shengjian Mountain.

"You're half right, what's the other half?" Lin Yun continued to ask.

He asked such a question, which was a bit out of his usual temperament, but he was too curious about this Luo Hua.

"The other half is the other half." Luo Hua looked at him without explaining.