Chapter 1861

Swish!

The light flickered, the Xuanlei Treasure Chain escaped into the palm of his hand, and Lin Yun reached out and grabbed the nine seven-color Sky Cloud Fruits.

"It's here!"

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth showed a smile of joy.

The seven-color sky cloud fruit has a medicinal age of at least five thousand years, which is fundamentally different from the six-color sky cloud fruit.

He is now Sword Intent, although he has entered the realm of the galaxy.

But even Xiaocheng did not reach it, it was just the beginning.

There are thousands of holy fruits in aristocratic families, and there are many holy fruits that can increase the will of martial arts.

The holy fruit that can benefit the sword intent is rare and rare.

Not to mention the six-color sky cloud fruit, even the three-color sky cloud fruit, even the most common sky cloud fruit.

Putting it into the outside world is also hard to find. As for the seven-color sky cloud fruit, it is even rarer.

Aristocratic families, even this Heavenly Dao Sect may not have many.

"Ye Qingtian, you are really good, you are so capable, then return the one that this fairy gave you just now." Fairy Crane's voice came leisurely.

Lin Yun knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he wanted to reach out and give her one, but in the end he couldn't bear it.

He could only shamelessly say, "Cultivation is not easy, it made the fairy laugh."

"I don't know what the master sees in you? Don't make trouble again. If you fall, this fairy can't save you."

Looking at Lin Yun's appearance, Fairy Crane gritted her teeth, but she didn't pursue it after all, but she took off much faster.

After passing through the two doors of light, a sea of ​​clouds appeared in front of Lin Yun's eyes, and there was a loft in the sea of ​​clouds.

There is also a simple courtyard in front of the attic, in which there are people playing the qin, and scholars in white clothes.

The sound of the piano is high, and it is like the sound of a sword, with the sound of golden swords, and the killing is fierce.

When immersed in it, it seems that thousands of swords can be seen flying out of the strings.

Swish swish!

Each sword kills one person, takes away one person's life, chases the soul for life, and kills without mercy.

After a while, the two fell to the front of the court, but did not disturb each other's playing the piano.

After listening for a while, Lin Yun murmured, "This is the ancient song Zhan Tianque."

He had been in Tianxiang for a while, and he had read some remnants of ancient songs, and knew that Zhan Tianque was very famous.

"How, my master's way of rhythm is much stronger than yours."

Crane Fairy said proudly.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "It's okay."

If you talk about this person's way of rhythm, maybe he is stronger than himself, but not too strong.

This person has strong mental strength, but his rhythm attainments are a bit poor.

It is far from the voice of the emperor, but the mental power is too strong, and he knows ancient songs, so he is stronger than many people.

At least he won't lose in terms of momentum. Compared with the Holy Elder Mu Xueling, the gap is not that big.

"You bastard, why are you talking like that?"

Fairy Crane gave Lin Yun a dissatisfied look, he was too disrespectful.

"He'er went to prepare the tea, he didn't say anything, my rhythm is really average."

The scholar in white stopped playing the qin and asked Fairy Crane to prepare tea.

Although Fairy Crane was dissatisfied, she still obeyed her orders and brought tea to the table for the two of them after a while.

"This junior can master the Galaxy Sword Intent. Thank you for your help, senior. What do you call senior?" Lin Yun said sincerely.

Without the help of the other party, he would definitely stop in the seventh heaven. If he wants to truly master the Galaxy Sword Intent, he may have to have a Nirvana realm cultivation base.

"Actually, you have already mastered the Galaxy Sword Intent, but the heart has not yet arrived, and this heart is not the Sword Heart."

"Why?" Lin Yun asked curiously.

The Confucian scholar in white picked up a cup, and after playing with it, he said, "The heart is like this cup."

As he spoke, he put the cup on the table and slowly picked up the teapot.

"Water is sword intent."

Whoa!

The tea was poured out of it, filling the teacup little by little, and continued: "You can only fill so much water, if there is any more, it will overflow."

The hot tea overflowed the tea cup and landed on the coffee table. Lin Yun thought about it and felt that something was wrong.

"But you have mastered the sword heart, so the water did not overflow, but kept pouring into it."

There is a silver pattern on the surface of the teacup, just like Lin Yun's silver sword heart.

When this pattern appeared, the filled tea, magically, no longer overflowed.

No matter how much water was filled in the teapot, the tea did not overflow, and the teacup was like a bottomless pit.

Lin Yun was startled, looked up, and suddenly understood something.

After his Sword Intent realm stagnated, the Sword Intent itself was still growing, not stopping like ordinary people.

"But if it really keeps falling like this, what will happen?"

The scholar in white looked at Lin Yun and smiled.

boom!

Before Lin Yun could answer, the teacup cracked, and then exploded with a bang.

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and his heart beat faster.

The explosion of a teacup would not change his color, but at this moment, he felt that the teacup was himself.

Suddenly, he knew what the Confucian scholar in white was going to say.

He is a very special existence. Even if he is not promoted to Xinghe, Jianyi will continue to increase because of the existence of Jianxin.

But if it is too late to break the galaxy, sooner or later, like this cup, it will burst and fall directly.

"The power of your sword intent has long been comparable to that of Xinghe, but your state of mind has not been mastered enough. I don't know the severity or the depth. Every time you pass the four levels of the Seventh Heaven, your state of mind will continue to break through..."

The Confucian scholar in white said, "That's why it will become easier and easier for you to pass the barrier later, and you won't even have to use a sword in the end."

"Why help me."

Lin Yun said suspiciously.

The Confucian scholar in white gave a wistful smile. He looked around and said solemnly: "I see all the trees and trees in the four directions are rotten, and the eyes are full of mediocre people. You are only eighteen, and you are in full bloom."

"I watch all the birds in the world chirping, and it seems like I'm content. You alone are like a phoenix, swaying in the wind."

Lin Yun was slightly startled when he heard the words, these two comments were really unusually high.

"Dare to ask who the senior is, since you already know that I am not Ye Qingtian, why do you still help me?" Lin Yun was still puzzled.

"You are the disciple of Great Sage Long Yun, Long Yun...is my disciple and grandson. Besides, I don't look at people, I only look at swords." The scholar in white smiled slowly.

Disciple?

Lin Yun was startled, looked at each other carefully, Long Yun was already a great sage, so how high is this person.

For a while, I understood why the Great Sage Long Yun asked him to come to Feiyun Mountain, because he wanted him to pass the test of this person.

"Senior is the third sword holder?"

Lin Yun probed.

"Don't ask, Feiyun Mountain still has the last two heavens. If you can finish, I will tell you, maybe you can still see the Emperor Sword."

Confucianism in white.

The three divine swords of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Heavenly Sword, the Dao Sword, and the Human Emperor Sword.

"Hasn't Ren Huangjian disappeared long ago? This is what the Great Sage Long Yun said..." Lin Yun said in surprise.

The Confucian scholar in white said with a smile: "It left by itself, and it will naturally come back by itself."

...

When Lin Yun returned to Zilei Peak, the sky was already bright, and he also changed back to Ye Qingtian's appearance.

Lin Yun urged Sanshengguo to enter the secret realm of Sansheng.

There are still two days left for the outside world, and the qualifying battle is about to begin.

After entering the secret realm, Lin Yun did not rush to refine Tianyunguo, but calmed himself first.

After taking a deep breath, he was still familiar with the Galaxy Sword Intent.

In the sea of ​​swords deep between the eyebrows, a little spark was dazzling, releasing an extremely terrifying and terrifying light.

But it was too small, only the size of a grain of rice.

It still takes a long way to make it really big, like a sword shocking the sky, and turn it into a real sun star.

But no matter how small it is, it is also the Sword Intent of the Galaxy, and the light of a grain of rice can tear apart thirty-six days above the sky.

"When you arrive at Xinghe Jianyi, you can also practice Jianxin."

Lin Yun consciously withdrew and muttered to himself.

Outside the Tiandao Sect before, the senior brother Ye Guhan taught him the secret technique of cultivating the sword heart.

But this secret technique can only be cultivated with Xinghe Sword Intent, and now is the time.

Lin Yun wants to use this secret technique to fuse his own Canglong will with Jianxin to form Canglong Jianxin.

When Jianyi goes further, Jianxin will grow into Canglong Jianyu, and Canglong Jianxin is equivalent to the prototype of Jianyu.

It only took seven days for Lin Yun to perfectly integrate Canglong's will and Jianxin, and everything came naturally.

The main reason is that he himself is the Canglong Holy Body, and he has also seen the Canglong Supreme Astrology, and the sword heart has long since transformed into reality.

Just like cooking, the ingredients are already ready, as long as the fire is hot enough.

This fire is the Sword Intent of Xinghe, the fire of the stars in the depths of the eyebrows.

When Canglong Jianxin condensed successfully, Lin Yun's kendo attainments reached an unimaginable realm.

call out!

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, secretly urging Canglong Jianxin, hum, his eyes suddenly glowed like a dragon's eye.

A little dust in the secret realm of Sansheng continued to enlarge in his field of vision, and the dense lines on the dust could be clearly seen.

This speck of dust actually continued to expand in his eyes.

"In this way, even in ghost-level martial arts, I can easily find flaws."

Lin Yun was instantly overjoyed, and Jian Xin's ability to find flaws had improved several times.

Whoa!

When he activated the Canglong Jianxin, the silver light was released, and a sword power spread to a hundred meters away.

Within a hundred feet, Lin Yun could control the wind and thunder at any time.

Somewhere, an unstable realm appeared, and Lin Yun was like a god in this realm.

"Within this hundred zhang, I seem to be able to see without fear of Shengwei. Even if a half-sage wants to kill me, he can't kill me with one blow. If the enemy is neglected, he may be injured by me..."

Lin Yun whispered to himself, his face full of joy.

It's a pity that there is no opponent for me to try!

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, when the qualifying battle is over, I have to find some monsters to hone it.

As for ranked battles...

With my current strength, if I meet Wang Ziyue again.

Even if he has a Nirvana state, I can fight him head-on, and even knock him back, without having to use any profound swordsmanship.

The most important thing is that he has only just realized the Galaxy Sword Intent, and there are still nine seven-color Sky Cloud Fruits waiting to be refined.

There is still a lot of room for improvement in his sword intent.

"However, this Wang Ziyue, Ye Feifan and others must also have trump cards, so they shouldn't be too careless."

Without revealing his identity, Lin Yun's current trump card includes the four-stroke Firefly Divine Sword and the Sword of Instant Prime.

In two months, the Xinghe Sword Intent will be completely stabilized, and then there will be a trump card that disdains the audience.

Don't be afraid!