Chapter 1845

Seeing that Lin Yun was so sincere, Bai Shuying's expression softened a little, but she did not get close to the other party, and still kept a distance of thirty feet.

"You don't have to explain this to me."

Bai Shuying looked at Lin Yun and said sternly: "Whether you are really a prodigal son or not, since your kendo talent has awakened, you should cherish it."

"I know very well who Wang Muyan is. No one can take advantage of her. Many people who are close to her have become playthings, and all the great talents are useless."

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and looked slightly surprised when he looked at Bai Shuying.

But on second thought, this is indeed the other party's temperament.

To be fair, Bai Shuying had a clear love and hate personality, and he hated Ye Qingtian as much as he used to.

But because he agreed to the master, he put it down, and Lin Yun himself did not have such a heart.

Lin Yun pretended to be sad and said, "Is it just like this?"

"if not?"

Bai Shuying raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't think that if you play some tricks and say some strange things, I will treat you differently."

Lin Yun smiled shyly and said, "Senior sister is right."

"You don't know what you've been through this year. Although your personality hasn't changed, it's not that annoying anymore."

Bai Shuying said softly: "Now the Great Sage Longyun has accepted you as a disciple, so in the future, you can do it yourself. It's better to have less dealings with Saintess of Tianyin."

After she finished speaking, she walked away lightly, coming and going like the wind, but it made Lin Yun feel ashamed.

When not angry, Bai Shuying is actually quite cute.

Lin Yun hugged his chest and stared, "I don't know if Wang Muyan made Ye Qingtian lurking in the Sacred Immortal Pond because of the secret of Bai Shuying or the secret of the Sacred Immortal Pond itself."

"Did the Holy Maiden Youlan take the initiative to talk to you?"

Suddenly, without warning, a person appeared and asked without a thought.

Lin Yun was startled, Chen Zhong didn't know what appeared.

I don't know if the vigilance is too poor, or Chen Zhong is not malicious, or Chen Zhong's strength is indeed terrifying.

He appeared so silently, and then asked thoughtlessly.

Before Lin Yun woke up, Chen Zhong continued: "Don't argue, I saw it just now, Saintess Youlan is with you."

Lin Yun walked forward and said lightly, "So what, what does it have to do with you?"

Chen Zhong, who was determined to marry the saint, almost collapsed when he saw Lin Yun's understatement.

"You guy, why don't you react at all?"

"What reaction do you want, haven't you spoken to her? There are so many people in Youlanyuan, no one has spoken to her, it's inexplicable."

"Be proactive, the key is to be proactive, how did you do it!"

Before, Lin Yun was entangled with Chen Zhong, but now he turned around and entangled Lin Yun all the way.

"I really can't figure it out, you guy, apart from being good-looking, I can't compare to you."

Chen Zhong was slightly depressed.

Is this not enough?

Lin Yun couldn't hold back and smiled: "Want to know the reason? I ask you one thing, you tell me, and I'll tell you."

"you say."

Chen Zhong said immediately.

Lin Yun asked curiously, "What's the matter with the Nether Qi in your body?"

Chen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I thought you were going to ask something, this is the Netherworld Sword Art, which inherits the Netherworld Palace. The Netherworld Palace used to be the branch of the Sword Sect, and the Netherworld Sword Art is an extension of the Shenxiao Sword Art. "

"Expanded?"

Doubt flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, but it wasn't a remnant.

"Shenxiao Jianjue has been cultivated to the pinnacle of perfection, and you can practice the Taixuan Sword Manual. The Netherworld Hall naturally does not have it. Therefore, the Shenxiao Jianjue was transformed and combined with some magic methods to create the Netherworld Sword Art."

Chen Zhong continued: "The Nether Sword Art is all-encompassing, and it is the foundation of the establishment of the Nether Temple. When I practice the Nether Sword Art, I naturally have the spirit of the Nether."

"I see."

Lin Yun suddenly realized that he had heard of some things about the Netherworld Hall, which was a super sect under the Demon Gate.

In the final analysis, it is also the decline of Sword Sect, and this Nether Hall has established its own sect.

"It's your turn." Chen Zhong said expectantly.

"Didn't you already say it?"

"What did I say?"

"It's enough to look good. Many times, the answer is simpler than you think."

Lin Yun patted Chen Zhong on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Chen Zhong was absent-minded for a while, and stood in place, without moving for a long time.

This guy doesn't take it seriously, does he?

Weird.

Lin Yun shook his head, ignored him, and continued to walk forward.

Not long after, he came to the third level.

Thousands of meters in front of him, there are thirty-six wooden houses, and the wooden houses are empty and windy.

But every wooden house exudes the brilliance of sword intent, rushing straight into the sky, like thirty-six ancient swords that pierce the mountainside.

It was daunting and involuntarily stepped forward.

Lin Yun observed, two of them were dimly lit, and Wang Muyan and Bai Shuying should have entered.

He found that these wooden houses are not simple, and the reason why they are not simple is that they are too simple and clear at a glance.

It was really clear at a glance, Lin Yun didn't even need to release his sword intent, he could see the simple furnishings inside with the naked eye.

Empty and unremarkable.

But the more this is the case, on the contrary, it makes Lin Yun cautious, and instead of rushing into it, he observes outside.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun still hadn't seen the reason.

"This level is difficult. Ninety percent of the saints are stuck in this level. I was also stuck in this level back then."

The sound of Chen Zhong heard in his ears, Lin Yun looked back, and found that his expression returned to normal, and he became cold again.

"Are you okay?" Lin Yun asked casually.

Chen Zhong sighed softly: "I knew there was no hope, but I was relieved when I got the answer. Besides, I was destined to be with the sword in my life, and I was destined to be lonely, and there was nothing wrong with it. I have long been used to it."

Lin Yun was silent for a long time, and said seriously: "Actually, you can really think about it, what I said before."

"What?"

"Women can't do it, you can try a man. You don't have to look for a saint, a saint is also fine. Isn't there a saint in Daoyang Palace?"

"roll!"

Chen Zhong cursed with a dark face.

Lin Yun changed the subject and said with a smile, "How did you fail back then?"

"I don't know, I lit an incense after I went in, and I came out after the incense burned out."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Lin Yun was silent for a while, and said, "By the way, do you know how many days someone at the top has reached?"

Chen Zhong said: "Currently, there are very few saints who can reach the fourth level, and even fewer who reach the fifth level. As for the sixth level, there are only one or two monsters."

"It's harder than I thought, what about Jiuzhongtianwai?"

Lin Yun asked.

Chen Zhong didn't answer directly, he said softly: "There should be none in the last eight hundred years, and no one remembers anything outside Jiuzhongtian."

"It seems that it is impossible to cross the Jiuzhongtian once." Lin Yun squeezed his chin and said softly.

Chen Zhong looked at him as if he was looking at a monster, and said: "You are really mad...confidence, you are only dead in the profound realm. Don't say that you have reached the top of the triple heaven, it would be an exaggeration to be able to pass this level."

"This one? I almost have the answer."

In Chen Zhong's surprised expression, Lin Yun walked into a wooden house casually, but Chen Zhong was hesitant and did not dare to make a decision too quickly.

When I entered the wooden house, it was as empty and clean as I saw.

Nothing but futons and an incense burner.

Lin Yun glanced at the incense burner, and didn't mean to go to it, but sat on the futon by himself.

This level has nothing to do with the incense burner, and there is no time limit.

The test is comprehension and one's own kendo attainments, and the answer is actually in the wooden house itself.

Empty, the postgraduate entrance examination is a void.

It's about how much you can forget!

Lin Yun is very confident, his guess is definitely not wrong, knowing is knowing, whether it can be done is another matter.

The brilliance of the sword intent fell on him through the crack of the door, forming mottled light and shadow.

Under the interlaced light and shadow, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, seemed to have the feeling of being a master monk.

These sword intent brilliance shone on him, Lin Yun felt very comfortable, like a baby soaking in a warm holy spring.

As time passed, Lin Yun's eyebrows bloomed with light, and there were dots of light emitting from it.

Soon these light spots disappeared in the air. These are the accumulations he has accumulated along the way, and the swordsmanship that he has learned since the innate realm.

It was a treasure at the time, which brought him great help, but now it seems that there are many things that are not right.

There are also some things that are too complicated to accumulate, so forget them and leave only the purest kendo insights.

It is indeed very difficult. These kendo insights have already penetrated into the bone marrow, flowed into the blood, and even engraved on the soul.

Lin Yun guessed that it shouldn't be forgotten, and it's almost enough to reach a certain standard.

Forget it all, he can't do it for a while, that should be the realm of his master.

Wash away the splendor and return to the original.

As time passed, more and more light spots escaped from Lin Yun's body, and the sword heart in his body became more and more pure, as clean as a crystal.

His sword heart became smaller and smaller, and eventually turned from an invisible existence into a real "sword pill".

The silver sword pill was the size of a fingernail, and it was right at the mouth of his heart, and it could even beat slightly like a heart.

rustle!

The mottled light and shadow in the wooden house continuously merged and wriggled, and finally turned into the figure of an old man in white.

Lin Yun sensed the existence of this person, and immediately opened his eyes, his eyes became clearer.

He felt that his swordsmanship had not progressed, his body became much lighter, and even the sword intent of the sky was not so strong.

If the Heaven's Vault of Sword Intent, which was at its peak in the past, was the boiling magma that could run away at any time, now it has become a calm and clear lake.

"senior."

Seeing the old man, Lin Yun spoke immediately.

The white-haired old man picked up a lit incense, looked at Lin Yun and said, "You are so young, but it is incredible that you have mastered the real sword heart. If the old man is still there, he will definitely accept you as a disciple and teach a peerless sword saint. No, teach a Supreme Sword Emperor."

Lin Yun said calmly: "Senior, I want to take the road of the Sword God."

The white-haired old man's face dropped instantly, he snorted coldly, and said angrily: "You can really pretend, why don't you go to heaven? Young man, to tell you the truth, you failed in this test."