Chapter 1224

When Lin Yun went out, the smile on Jian Jingtian's face disappeared instantly, and he became cold and silent, with a look that no strangers should enter.

That kind of temperament and Ye Ziling are almost carved out of the same mold, which is extremely miraculous.

After a long time, Jian Jingtian suddenly thought of something, and there was a rare gentle smile on his unsmiling face.

He just wanted to understand why Lin Yun was provoking him for no reason, or as a swordsman.

He made up for the previous guilt in his own way, after all, what he said that day was indeed a bit too much.

It's a matter of this time, we don't owe each other.

No matter how far he had reached, Jian Jingtian had saved Lin Yun's life, and such unkind words should not have been said.

But Lin Yun has a cold and arrogant temperament, especially in the face of Jian Jingtian, he is more reluctant to bow his head and admit his mistake. Jian Jingtian asked him several times if he knew the meaning of going to the Famous Sword Conference, but Lin Yun was pretending to be stupid.

When two stubborn and stubborn people meet, it is not easy for the other to admit defeat.

Especially in the depths of their hearts, both have the arrogance of swordsmen, and life and death cannot make them bow their heads.

Lin Yun had no choice but to use his own method to arouse his fighting spirit and let him regain his peerless demeanor that was number one in the three rankings that year.

"This kid..."

Jian Jingtian smiled and thought about it, he has indeed not shown his character in front of others for many years.

As for the peak sword intent, it was not even once. The last time he was so arrogant was eighteen years ago.

Eighteen years ago! !

Jian Jingtian thought for a while, his expression suddenly stiffened, and the smile on his face suddenly lost. He closed his eyes in pain, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes. At this moment, his expression was an unprecedented pain and regret, and boundless loneliness.

Master... my disciple is really sorry for you.

Jian Jingtian closed his eyes in pain. At this moment, his expression was an unprecedented pain and remorse, as well as boundless loneliness.

In a trance, the voice of the past rang in his ears again.

My generation hereby swears that one day, the Sword Sect will return to the Holy Land!

My generation hereby swears that one day, the Sword Sect will return to the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world!

Eight thousand years of fame and dust, ninety thousand miles of light.

Haoyue lasts forever, Sword Sect is immortal! !

Feng Xiaoxiao, the rain was boundless, when I was young, the blood was not cold... Jian Jingtian's eyes were closed, and there were already two lines of clear tears left.

...

Outside the sect hall, Lin Yun held Qian Lei in one hand and covered his eyes with the other.

After a long time, I carefully opened my eyes, the blood stains at the corners of my eyes looked quite terrifying, and my eyes were still painful.

In the confrontation just now, Lin Yun can be said to have been defeated extremely thoroughly, and all kinds of means seemed vulnerable in front of Jian Jingtian.

"In the end, it's Jian Jingtian, the number one in the three rankings, I can't afford it!"

Lin Yun sighed and sighed.

"Hey, this emperor has already told you that people like him were rare in the ancient times. Now he is just a demon, trapped in the dragon vein. Once the knot is broken, he will instantly become a king!" Xiao Bingfeng flew out of the Ziyuan sword box and took out a handkerchief.

As he spoke with schadenfreude, he wiped his eyes for him.

"It's so comfortable, what's on your handkerchief, it's amazing, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Lin Yun blinked, and his eyes became clear again. Not only did it not hurt, but it seemed to become clearer.

"Hmph, that's the saliva of this emperor!"

Xiao Bingfeng said with an amazing look.

Lin Yun's smile froze, his expression stiffened, his eyes became uncomfortable, and he complained, "It's disgusting."

"You bastard is really a scumbag. This is the emperor's phoenix salivation. How many people lined up and brought out how many delicious things were waiting for the emperor to drool. You kid, you don't know happiness in the blessing. , it's really annoying!"

Xiao Bingfeng raised her eyebrows and said indignantly.

Dragon has dragon saliva, and phoenix has phoenix saliva, so it seems to be true, ambergris is also a strange thing in the world, and phoenix saliva seems to be almost taken away.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt more comfortable, but his brows furrowed, and he glanced at his mouth and said, "It's still disgusting."

"You...you scumbag! This Emperor is angry!"

When Xiao Bingfeng saw his brows stretched out at first, he thought he was going to praise him a few words, but who knew that he would change his face immediately, it was really too bad.

Lin Yun explained: "If it is Feng Xixiang, I naturally don't mind, but unfortunately you are not the body of an ice phoenix now, at most you can only count as one percent of Feng Xixiang. So in the end, it's still saliva, I said. right?"

"You scumbag, you still want this emperor's phoenix saliva, and when this emperor finds his true body, he will spray you with divine flames! If you don't want it anyway, then return it to this emperor!"

Xiao Bingfeng pouted and roared angrily.

"Hahaha, okay, I'll give it back to you. I'm the body of a blue dragon now, not to mention 1%, 1/1000 of the ingredients of dragon saliva should have, come, how much saliva do you want, I'll give it to you. how much you."

Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile.

what!

Xiao Bingfeng was dizzy by what he said, as if there was some truth to it, but...if you really want it, you can't...kiss, kiss on the mouth.

She blushed suddenly, and whispered: "Bah, you rascal, it's disgusting!"

After speaking, he ran forward. Seeing her embarrassment, Lin Yun laughed and quickly chased after her.

"Great Emperor, don't run!"

"go away!"

"Hahaha, if you don't get out, you won't get out, and I will give you ambergris."

"I don't want this emperor anymore."

The two quarreled for a while, and when they returned to Tingfengju, Lin Yun asked, "Xiao Bingfeng, did you notice that Jian Jingtian stopped every time he talked about the teacher, he should have wanted to Those who say the word Master, but every time the words come to the mouth, they take it back."

This has been the case before, and this is not the first time.

"Is there anything strange?" Xiao Bingfeng rolled her eyes at Lin Yun, not giving him a good look.

Lin Yun was lying on the grass by the river, shouting a piece of grass, looking at the sky and said, "I'm curious, who is his master, and he can give him a thousand thunder sword."

"Hmph, that has nothing to do with you." Xiao Bingfeng said calmly.

"Oh yes."

Lin Yun was a little lost, then smiled and said: "Great Emperor, how strong is his Sword Intent? Do you have a Fifth Grade Sword Intent?"

The opponent's sword intent was too terrifying, and it felt like an abyss, unpredictable.

You must know that Lin Yun is now half-step Shenxiao's fourth-grade sword intent, and the sword cocoon shattered twice.

If the opponent only has a fourth-grade sword intent, it stands to reason that he wouldn't give himself such a strong pressure.

"It's hard to say that the quality of Sword Intent is considered quality, but if the amount reaches a certain level, it can also cause extremely terrifying suppression. For example, your Canglong Jianwei can increase the amount of Sword Intent. Combined with the power of Canglong Jianwei, others may be less than one-tenth as good as you."

Xiao Bingfeng spoke softly and said softly: "For example, the will of thunder, or the will of flame, or the sword of wind and thunder, can increase the amount of sword will. This old guy, is it the fifth-grade sword will, or is it other means to enhance the sword will. , the emperor still can't see through it, it's good to be very powerful anyway."

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and then laughed.

The emperor said a lot, almost all nonsense, and the last sentence is the key point.

Anyway, it is quite powerful, and it is many times more powerful than me, which is unimaginably powerful. There is such a treasure here, and it is a pity that it has not been dug once for half a year.

The old man's character must be too lazy to teach people, but if he asks him shamelessly, the possibility is still very high.

It happened that there was a change in Kuxuan Island. During this period of time, you should retreat well, and you should not miss all kinds of ways to strengthen your strength.

"This old guy must have a story. Eighteen years ago, what happened?"

Lin Yun murmured in a low voice, he does have an extraordinary curiosity about this sword-shattering sword now.

"Anyway, don't do such a stupid thing today. His heart is bigger than you think. You try to get injured and try to stimulate his fighting spirit, but it will only be in vain." Xiao Bingfeng looked at Lin deeply. Yun, exhorted.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this little thought would be seen through by the emperor.

After a while, he spit out the grass in his mouth, then took off the purple kite sword box from his body, and looked at the sword box, his expression gradually became solemn.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Bingfeng said in surprise.

"It's time to go in and have a look. I'm very curious about the world in this sword box." Lin Yun patted the sword box and said meaningfully.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"I've already thought about it."

Lin Yun said calmly.

Once inside, the karma with Ziyuan Juggernaut will be deeply intertwined, and it can be regarded as his official inheritor.

"You once told me that the Ziyuan Juggernaut I've seen is just his clone. The real Ziyuan Juggernaut may not be dead yet?" This question had been in Lin Yun's heart for a long time. Now that he is about to enter the Ziyuan Sword Box, it is time to formally ask for the answer.

"That little brat has mastered the way of reincarnation, but it's not that easy to die." Xiao Bingfeng glanced at her mouth and said with some hatred.

"The way of reincarnation?"

A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He had never heard of this martial arts will.

"I don't understand what I've told you now. Since you've made up your mind, this emperor will not say much. You can use the purple kite flame to refine the mark in this sword box, and you can enter and leave it freely. From now on, you will officially It is the inheritor of the Purple Yuan Sword Saint."

Xiao Bingfeng said with a rare serious expression on her face.

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, and in the center of the ice crystal-like purple iris in his dantian, the purple iris sacred flame was like a stamen dotted in it.

Lin Yun opened his palm, and a fist-sized holy flame appeared in his palm, and he waved a flick.

boom!

The holy flame fell on the sword box, and it instantly soared like adding fuel to the fire, and in an instant, the entire sword box was completely wrapped in flames.

Ka Ka Ka!

The surface of the sword box has old rust peeling off. Under the burning of the holy fire, the lines on the surface of the sword box light up one by one, and an ancient and complicated purple iris flower appears.

On both sides of the flower, there are lines spreading out, like a pair of wings stretching quietly.

"Blood!"

After half an hour, Xiao Bingfeng said suddenly.

After the blood essence dripped, there was no turning back, Lin Yun took a deep breath, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and a drop of hot blood popped out from his fingertips.

When the blood fell on the Ziyuan sword box, the sword box vibrated wildly, and a world seemed to wake up.