Chapter 1836

"There is a natural difference between saints and saints."

The Purple Thunder Peak Master looked at Lin Yun and explained: "All saints are saints, but saints also have realms, and saints, saints and great saints are different."

"As the Holy Land of the Heavenly Dao Sect, there are more saints than the outside world imagined, and the saints are extremely rare, no more than ten people. As for the great saints, there are even fewer, and the number of one hand can be counted."

Lin Yun was stunned and said, "That is to say, the personal inheritance of the sage is different from that of the sage, and the inheritance of the great sage."

"That's right."

The Purple Thunder Peak Master returned the token to Lin Yun, and said with a smile: "The treatment and privileges you enjoy are also different. You can visit the temple when you have time."

"You weren't a saint before, so I can't tell you these things. You have to think about it yourself. Many times, the brands handed down by the great saints are more effective than my peak master."

Lin Yun stared at the token in his hand and said, "It turns out to be so powerful, but are there so few great saints in Tiandao Sect?"

The master of Zilei Peak rolled his eyes and said, "What do you think? This is still a long-standing tradition, and there will be fewer other holy land great saints."

If it is the number of one hand, according to the maximum number, it is five great saints.

Great Sage Long Yun, Sword Saint Tianxuan, Great Sage Jingchen, plus the palace masters of Daoyang Palace and Tianyin Palace.

It should be these five great sages on the bright side, Lin Yun continued: "Is the great sage's personal inheritance the highest level?"

Zilei Peak Master said in surprise: "What have you been through this year?"

Lin Yun was slightly startled when he heard the words, and consciously lost his words.

Just as he was about to give a good explanation, he found that Peak Master Zi Lei did not bother about the matter and said, "Did you forget that there are two sword-holders in the Heavenly Dao Sect? Even though the two sword-holders have not shown up for a long time, it does not mean that they will not be accepted. apprentice."

Peak Master Zi Lei didn't stay long, and after chatting with Lin Yun for a while, he left.

After the other party left, Lin Yun went directly to the secret realm of Ziyuan.

He sat cross-legged under the sacred parasol tree, his mind sank, and he began to seriously examine his Qinglong sacred fire.

The three dragon-shaped holy flames burned continuously on the Longyuan Sea at Zifu, and the entire brilliance of the holy flame filled the space of Zifu.

"What a powerful holy will."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yun began to control Long Yuan to try refining to see if he could use it directly for his own use.

boom!

But the moment Long Yuan touched the holy flame, Long Yuan was instantly burnt out, and an extremely scorching aura spread out.

The aura was extremely hot, and even Lin Yun's Holy Body was burned so badly that he shivered in pain.

But under such severe pain, a mysterious voice appeared in Lin Yun's mind, and these voices fell into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He immediately entered a state of extreme clarity, and many insights about kendo appeared.

Lin Yun's own problems in kendo, he just wanted to understand all of them, this is really amazing.

"Could it be that this Azure Dragon Sacred Fire is really related to the Human Emperor Sword?"

Lin Yun thought to himself.

If this is the case, these three Qinglong Sacred Fires are equivalent to the inheritance of the Human Emperor Sword, and one can gain unimaginable kendo insights from them.

It's just that when refining, it will suffer unimaginable pain.

But this pain was nothing to Lin Yun.

After thinking about this clearly, Lin Yun made a decision in his heart, and he took out the remaining Three Lives Fruit.

He planned to use Sanshengguo, but he didn't plan to use it all at once, so he'd use it for two or three months to see.

With this decision, Lin Yun immediately urged Sanshengguo to enter the incomparably mysterious Sansheng Secret Realm.

In the secret realm, the flow of time is different from the outside world.

While refining the three Qinglong Sacred Fires, Lin Yun learned the kendo insights and increased his kendo attainments.

At the same time, he swallowed the Netherworld petals, refining the Netherworld Qi, and improving his cultivation and the realm of the Divine Sky Sword Art.

Soon a month passed, and Lin Yunxiu reached the middle stage of the third level of the Death Profound Realm.

After another month, Lin Yunxiu reached the peak of the third level of the Death Profound Realm, and the Divine Sky Sword Art successfully broke through to the ninth level.

After his cultivation reached the third level of the Death Profound Realm, Lin Yun's cultivation speed was significantly slower. Even with the help of Netherworld Petals, it was not as exaggerated as before.

Of the nine nether petals, there are still five left.

He had just entered the third level of the Death Profound Realm two months ago, and reached the peak of the third level two months later. This kind of progress is quite exaggerated.

But at this speed, Lin Yun still felt a little slow.

How many saints in the Heavenly Dao Sect have reached the Nirvana realm in their cultivation, and it is obvious that he died in the third stage of the profound realm.

He had the intention to refine another petal and rush directly to the fourth level of the Death Profound Realm, but before he officially tried it, the death profound energy in his body had a tendency to get out of control.

Boom!

Under the impact of the profound energy of life and the profound energy of death, Long Yuanhai suddenly overturned the river, as if he was going to run wild at any time.

Lin Yun sighed in his heart and stopped trying.

"The way of cultivation, after all, can't be rushed."

Lin Yun opened his eyes, and slowly put his hands on his knees, the Long Yuan in his body gradually calmed down.

After all, I am still a little anxious, the realm is not stable, and the risk of rushing to break through is still too great.

Lin Yun got up and paced, and he said softly to himself, "Those with higher cultivation bases are either much older than me, or they were accepted as a personal heir by the saints at a very young age, and their roots are also against the sky, and There is the Innate Holy Body, or a more terrifying talent."

"Strictly speaking, these people actually have no shortcuts, and I don't need to complain."

Swish!

Lin Yun turned around and took out the funeral flower, reaching out and stroking the blade.

Swish!

With a sword swing, Lin Yun's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"All I can rely on are the burial flowers and the sword in my hand!"

The cultivation base can be empowered, the secrets of the exercises can be taught by the elders, and there are not many saints outside the body such as the sacred artifact and the secret treasure.

But only the sword!

Only kendo can not be achieved by being old or having a master.

You can only rely on your own innate understanding and hard work, there are no shortcuts, and there is no favoritism.

Swish swish!

In the Secret Realm of Three Lives, Lin Yun practiced swordsmanship, and his temperament suddenly changed drastically.

His temperament is noble and cold, and he is ethereal and fierce.

At first glance, it looks like a legendary sword fairy.

"Light of Firefly!"

"The Light of Dawn!"

"Sunset Red!"

"The last quarter of the moon!"

"Snow in the Tianshan Mountains!"

"Silver blood!"

...

In two months, Lin Yun relied on the kendo perception in the three Qinglong holy fires, and cultivated the Firefly Excalibur to the point of "Naturally not, you are too underestimated by the means of this emperor, you can't beat those saints, and you won't be discovered by them. It's as easy as the palm of your hand." Xiao Bingfeng said rather casually.

This girl is bragging again.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Wait a minute."

He stopped Xiao Bingfeng, then took out the Yinyue mask and said, "Nuo, I gave it to you."

"real?"

Xiao Bingfeng took it over with joy, her eyes were full of excitement, she couldn't believe it.

This is the silver moon mask!

The treasure of the Mo clan was a gift from Senior Brother Lin Yun, Feng Jue, and it was considered a very rare treasure.

Of course, Xiao Bingfeng likes it for one reason, it's beautiful!

"fake."

Lin Yun smiled and stretched out his hand to take it back.

"Hmph, I won't return the fake to you, haha!!" Xiao Bingfeng flashed lightly and walked away quickly, but it took a long time for her laughter to stop.

After Lin Yun left his residence, he summoned Chen Feng.

He wanted to know what place the Feiyun Mountain was mentioned by the Great Sage Long Yun.

"There are three places where Tiandao Sect cultivates sword intent, and the first two are naturally Tianjian Mountain and Daojian Mountain."

Chen Yun said with a smile: "But it is the private plot of Tianyin Palace and Daoyang Palace, and it is not easy for others to enter even if they are saints."

"The third place is Feiyun Mountain?"

"Hey, that's right. This Feiyun Mountain is the biggest cultivation treasure of Tiandao Sect. Even the disciples of Tianyin Palace and Daoyang Palace. On the day when Feiyun Mountain is opened, many people will go there..."

Chen Feng knew that Lin Yun couldn't remember some things clearly, so he explained it to him very clearly. Lin Yun understood after listening for a while.

However, when the two came to Feiyun Mountain, they were still startled by the sight in front of them. The crowd was a bit scary.

Chen Feng slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, the sect qualifying competition at the end of the Tiandao Sect is about to start. The saints who have been trained outside and those who can't be secluded will all come out."

[I saw a book friend ask if I went to Azerbaijan to repair tanks... No, I'm a little out of shape. 】