Floating Cloud Sword Sect, the main hall of the sect.
The headmaster had been waiting for a long time, when Lin Yun pushed open the bronze door, he saw a smile on the face of the other party on the towering main seat walking towards him.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, this was really unbearable.
A dignified headmaster, who is also an invincible boss in the Dragon Vein Realm, actually came down to greet him in person.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Yun felt that after he succeeded in attacking the Seven Flowers Gathering, the headmaster who had been quite polite to himself was far more than polite.
Even a little flattering? Lin Yun was not quite sure.
When looking at him, his eyes will bloom with a rare luster, and that kind of joy and respect is not concealed in the slightest.
The opponent's Sword Intent has at least reached the peak of the fourth rank, and he is definitely a real boss. In fact, there is absolutely no need to be so polite.
Not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, Lin Yun retracted his thoughts and cupped his hands: "Disciple Lin Yun, I'm here as promised."
"Hahaha, you're welcome!"
Headmaster Fu Yun laughed a few times and put his hand on Lin Yun's shoulder, almost guiding him to his seat.
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, you are really polite.
With a helpless look on his face, he wondered if he should apologize. In the past, it seemed rude to call him an old guy.
In fact, think about it carefully, no matter what the other party's purpose is, Headmaster Fuyun definitely has nothing to say to himself.
When he first arrived, he made an exception to let him climb the Holy Sword Mountain. After that, he gave almost as much True Dragon Holy Liquid as he had.
Forcing himself to fight against evil cultivators, in fact, is to make him grow up quickly, adapt to the environment of the Kunlun world as soon as possible, and at the same time constantly oppress his potential.
The impact of the Seven Flowers Gathering was successful, and if we were to count external forces, the opponent had at least 70%.
"Remember, I said a long time ago that there is something you need to do, right?" Headmaster Fuyun sat on the main seat again and said with a smile.
"This disciple is here for this very reason."
Lin Yun naturally remembered that everything he had promised others would be kept in his heart. It was a human favor. If he didn't pay it back, he would be very uneasy, and there would always be thoughts that he couldn't get through.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. Have you heard of the Tibetan Sword Building?"
Headmaster Fuyun smiled, looked at Lin Yun and said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, he is not a rookie entering Kunlun now, and he doesn't know anything after asking three questions.
The most powerful sword-making force in the Kunlun Realm is Cangjian Villa. There are 3,666 Cangjian Buildings to which Cangjian Villa belongs.
And it is very famous. No matter where it is, this Sword Storehouse can be said to be a kendo holy place.
Not only can you buy swords, but it is also a place for swordsmen to communicate with each other, learn about martial arts, and drink tea and discuss Taoism.
The Hidden Sword Tower closest to Cangxuan Mansion should be Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower.
Lin Yun's expression did not change, and he waited for the other party to follow.
"It's good to know."
Headmaster Fuyun laughed softly: "When I was so old to you, I discussed with the master of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Building, but I lost half a move. It's a big shame, and I lost the saber given to me by the master... He's gone, and the past is unbearable."
When he mentioned the word "Master", he seemed to have unspeakable bitterness in his heart, and he was extremely hesitant and painful to read it, but he finally read it out.
You are amazing!
Lin Yun was speechless and dared to argue with the owner of the Tibetan Sword Building when he was less than 20 years old. How high-profile you were back then.
"What kind of sword is it?" Lin Yun was more curious about this, and said with a smile.
"Thousand-pattern holy sword made by the Mo clan." Headmaster Fuyun said calmly.
puff!
Lin Yun almost sprayed it out, looking at the other side in disbelief, how sharp this old man was back then.
The Thousand-pattern Holy Soldier is terrifying enough, and with the signboard of the Mo clan, it is almost equivalent to a divine soldier. He actually took it out and gambled swords with the owner of Hidden Sword Building. It was so arrogant that Lin Yun couldn't believe it.
Such arrogant things, Lin Yun asked himself, he couldn't do it himself.
He was reluctant to take out the funeral flowers to gamble, not to mention that he was courting death with the owner of the Tibetan Sword Building.
"The next Famous Sword Conference is about to start, you go and help me get that sword back." Master Fu Yun said calmly.
Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and he knew something about this Sword Conference.
Famous Sword Conferences are divided into large and small, the smallest is the Tibetan Sword Building, which is held once a year and radiates the scope of their respective jurisdictions. The big one is in the Tibetan Sword Villa, facing the entire younger generation of Kunlun, once every four years, known as the unparalleled event of the swordsmen in the world.
The Famous Sword Conference held by the Cangjian Tower has special rules, and the participants are all invited.
The person invited, no matter what the cultivation level, can only show the realm of the Celestial Soul Realm. But that said, generally speaking, there are basically no people from the Divine Core Realm to join in the fun at the Little Famous Sword Conference held by the Hidden Sword Tower.
The Famous Sword Conference can be said to be a grand event for swordsmen. The winner will not only get the sword forged by the Cangjian Tower, but also get a good reputation.
Young swordsmen can be said to be yearning for such events as the Famous Sword Conference.
Lin Yun is no exception, not only can he get in touch with other swordsmen in the Kunlun world, but he can also become famous and gain knowledge.
"and many more!"
Lin Yun suddenly had doubts in his heart, looked at the other party and said: "The thousand-pattern holy soldier built by the Mo clan, this Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower, should be reluctant to use it as a prize for the famous sword conference!"
Just the thousand-pattern holy soldier, Lin Yun felt that the other party was reluctant to take it out. This is a treasure at the bottom of the box.
"You'll know when you go."
Headmaster Fuyun didn't explain much and said with a smile: "This time you and Luo Gongzi set off together."
Lord Luo?
Lin Yunzheng was puzzled when he saw Luo Hua, dressed in white, slowly walked out from the side door.
"Brother Lin, we are going to set off together this time." Under the white gauze hat, Luo Hua's face showed a smile, but others couldn't see through it.
Only vaguely, I saw a pair of beautiful eyes, hidden in the mist.
son?
Lin Yun had a strange look on his face, this old man actually used a respectful title for Luo Hua, even if she was a direct descendant of a saint family, it wouldn't be the case.
Young Master Shenlong Era does not refer to males specifically, and can be called as such regardless of males or females.
When this title falls on a woman, it is all respect for any other statement, and there is no need to call her a son in the position of the headmaster.
However, this old guy is not ordinary. Thinking about his flattering attitude towards him, Lin Yun is not good at guessing.
"Brother Lin, are you unhappy?" Under the white gauze hat, Luo Hua saw that Lin Yun was silent for a while, and her voice became a little cold.
"I can't ask for it."
Lin Yun blinked and smiled.
"Well, after three days, someone will send you to the Qingyan Hidden Sword Building, and that's it!" Master Fu Yun laughed softly, but Lin Yun's face changed the moment his voice fell.
"Three days later? Can you change the time?"
Lin Yun said with an embarrassed look on his face.
Three days later, he and Ye Ziling made an appointment to go to Cangxuan Mansion together.
"No, the time is urgent, you have to set off after three days." The smile on the face of Headmaster Fuyun did not diminish, but the meaning of the words clearly did not allow any doubts.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, pondering silently.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little dull, and the relaxed atmosphere before was gone.
"Brother Lin, do you have any scruples?" Luo Hua broke the silence and asked.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and explained his agreement with Ye Ziling and his promise to participate in the Cangxuan Palace Ranking Tournament.
His tone was calm, and he tried hard to persuade the other party, hoping that Headmaster Fuyun could understand.
"This girl is all nonsense, and I don't discuss this matter with me, but you really don't need to tell me about this trivial matter. That's it, I'll cross out your name, and you don't need to worry about the Cangxuan Palace Ranking Tournament. That's it." Headmaster Fuyun smiled, he thought it was a big deal.
If it was just that, it would be much easier.
"She's not messing around, and it's not a trivial matter!"
Lin Yun flashed anger in his eyes, trying to control his temper, but his emotions could not be completely concealed. The anger and persistence in his words were clearly expressed.
The corner of Zhangjiao Fuyun's mouth twitched, this guy really didn't give him any face, and his face became a little stiff.
"Please master the teaching."
Lin Yun lowered his head and cupped his hands.
"Hmph, it's not your turn to take care of her nonsense or not. Is it a trivial matter for the Cangxuan Palace Ranking Tournament? You don't have the qualifications to end it!" Elder Fuyun snorted coldly.
Lin Yun looked indifferent, got up and walked away.
If the other party talks like this, then there is no need to chat. How can this be a trivial matter?
This is Ye Ziling's obsession with staying in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, this is the sword in her hand, the dream she is willing to protect, and this is Ye Ziling's heart to the sword!
This is the promise that I, Lin Yun, promised others, but in the eyes of the other party, it is actually a nonsense, a trivial matter, and extremely ridiculous.
Not much speculation.
"Lin Yun, don't forget, without the help of this old man, it is impossible for you to hit the top of the Seven Flowers Gathering." Headmaster Fuyun looked indifferent, stared at Lin Yun's back, and said slowly, "This old man is not begging you. , this is what you, Lin Yun, owe me!"
hateful!
Lin Yun only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his heart seemed to be caught by someone.
This is what you owe me. The words of Headmaster Fuyun are too lethal, and they immediately seized his weakness.
Making him unable to refute, the footsteps of leaving quickly stopped immediately.
"What the hell do you want!" Lin Yun clenched his downed hand into a fist, biting his lip, trembling all over his body.
"I want you to go to Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower in three days." Headmaster Fuyun said indifferently, the sword intent on his body inadvertently exuded an extremely terrifying coercion that enveloped the entire magnificent palace.
Lin Yun's expression was painful, his heart felt as uncomfortable as needles pierced, and he was not so uncomfortable when he hit the top of the Seven Flowers Gathering.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with tears, and said tiredly and weakly.
This decision seems to have exhausted all his efforts and is more terrifying than the battle of life and death.
"However, don't cross out my name, otherwise, I will never go to Qingyan Hidden Sword Tower." Lin Yun's eyes flashed with indifference, and he replied in a deep voice.
"Alright, anyway, you definitely won't be able to catch up." Headmaster Fuyun's voice did not fluctuate, as if he was casual.
Lin Yun ignored it and walked straight towards the door, where it stopped halfway through.
The sun shines in from the door, and his shadow is drawn in the empty hall, very slender.
Lin Yun sneered at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and sneered: "I was thinking about whether to apologize to you, but now it seems that it is really unnecessary, the way is different, it is not for each other, old guy, this is the case, we don't I owe each other!"
rock!
When the door closed, Lin Yun strode out.
From the moment he got up, he never turned around again, and only the voice he left in the hall was still echoing.
This time, we don't owe each other!