Chapter 1896

Lin Yun was slightly embarrassed after being arrested.

Wang Ziyue smiled and said: "It's okay, the main thing is that I can't teach you. If I can, I'd like to exchange a moment of light with you."

The reason is very simple, just like Lin Yun now masters the Galaxy Sword Intent, you can't teach him to teach others.

Whether it is cultivation, swordsmanship or other secret techniques, no matter how difficult it is, there is a way to teach.

Only the will of Martial Dao needs to be comprehended by oneself, but the understanding cannot be clearly stated.

If it is stated directly, there is a high probability that it will backfire, not only useless but also harmful.

"Actually, it's simple. I told you before, as long as you believe that this swordsmanship was created by me, I can teach you at any time." Lin Yun smiled and said.

Wang Ziyue rolled his eyes and ignored Ye Qingtian.

He's still pretending to be an idiot!

The last time I lied to him that it was self-created, and the mood of the initial sword at that moment was extremely ancient, and it was very likely that it came from before ancient times.

Lin Yun himself may only have that sword.

This is quite normal. Similar ancient martial arts cheats are basically only leftovers.

Not to mention Ye Qingtian, even a Sword Saint might not be able to create it.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly, telling the truth no one would believe him.

He didn't bother about the matter, and said: "I ask you one thing, now in this day, who is the strongest among the disciples of the Holy Tradition?"

After the battle just now, and Ye Qinghong barely faced each other, Lin Yun probably knew the details of these people.

He wanted to know the strength of the strongest people in the Tiandao Sect.

Wang Ziyue pondered: "I won't say anything about the older generation of saintly disciples. These people also have a semi-holy state, but they are all close to one hundred years old."

"If you are considered a genius in the outside world, you are quite helpless in the Holy Land. Basically, you can only be Jinwuwei."

Lin Yun moved in his heart and said, "Like Bai Xiao in the Hall of Merit that day?"

"Well, their status is respected, comparable to the elders of the holy realm, but the potential is basically reversed, and it will be difficult to become holy in the future."

Wang Ziyue said: "What the Holy Land really values ​​is its potential. What it needs to cultivate is the golden evildoer who can compete with the arrogance of heaven in the world!"

"As in today's Dao Sect, there are only seven people who can be regarded as golden monsters."

Lin Yun's expression was solemn, with curiosity in his eyes, and said, "Golden Evil?"

"That's right."

Wang Ziyue said sternly: "Qinglongce is about to appear, and the golden age is about to return to Kunlun. These are no secrets to the Holy Land."

"We started making preparations decades ago. The so-called golden monsters are peerless geniuses who want to have a place in the great world. These people will definitely be sanctified, not only will they be sanctified, but they will also become saints, great saints, and even become saints. Attack the Emperor Realm!"

Lin Yun said softly, "In other words, do you need the resources to become an emperor?"

"Yes."

"Which seven people were the Golden Demons of Daozong that day?"

"Let's pick up what you are familiar with first, the first is the Holy Maiden of Orchid." Wang Ziyue said with a smile: "She is the Holy Body of the Innate Extreme Yang, who cultivates an extremely ancient technique and masters the will of ice and fire. I heard that she is tempering a certain kind of god."

"Now that the cultivation base has already reached nine yuan nirvana, as long as you are willing, you can attack the semi-sacred at any time. It is a veritable golden evildoer."

Lin Yun was secretly startled, no wonder this woman was so terrifying, she might have other secrets.

"God keel?

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and his expression became a little weird.

"What's the matter, are you familiar with this person?" Wang Ziyue said strangely, seeing the change in Lin Yun's face.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I don't know."

He is mainly sensitive to divine keel. Hearing that this person also has divine keel, he feels a little itchy.

After all, there are a lot of keels dug... they are almost turning into Chinese cabbage, and it is difficult to keep their faces strange.

Wang Ziyue looked at Lin Yun's eyes with a solemn expression, and pondered: "As for the last person, is that the mysterious Daoyang Son?"

This Lin Yun is familiar, this is really familiar.

Since he came to Tiandao Sect, Lin Yun has heard of this person's name, and he can say anything.

He is one of the seven golden evil spirits, and Lin Yun is not surprised at all, it is strange without him.

"Where are the others?" Lin Yun asked.

Wang Ziyue shook his head: "I don't know, maybe in the Sky Wheel Pagoda, maybe in the thirty-six days, maybe not in the East Wasteland long ago."

Lin Yun was speechless, saying this was equivalent to talking in vain.

"Have you seen him?"

"I have seen him once in the past, and I have a glimpse of him. He is of peerless elegance, extraordinary in equipment, and has the style of the ancients."

Wang Ziyue said: "He and the little princess on the Divine Phoenix Mountain are called the Twin Stars of the Eastern Wilderness.

"A good name shocks Kunlun."

Lin Yun smiled, and there seemed to be dissatisfaction in his words.

Wang Ziyue noticed it, but did not underestimate him, and said, "Brother Ye, the time to rise is too short now, and it may not be impossible to compete with these people in the future."

"At least the sword of the light of the moment already has a little style of the golden evildoer."

"yes?"

Lin Yun smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Wang Ziyue didn't notice the flash of sharpness in Lin Yun's eyes, he just felt that he was not very confident.

At the moment, he said solemnly: "I am very sure. The world says that you have today, but relying on that holy source, when you reach the semi-holy realm, it will show its original shape, but I don't believe it! If you want to display the light of a moment, rely on the holy source alone. The source absolutely cannot do it.”

Lin Yun smiled and said, "That's natural. This sword technique was originally created by me, but it has nothing to do with Shengyuan."

again!

Wang Ziyue rolled his eyes, ignored him, and pretended not to hear those words.

When Wang Ziyue was sent away, the sky darkened.

"Lin Yun, walk around, go to the Holy Immortal Pond! This Emperor knows the way!"

The Great Emperor, who had been holding back in the Purple Yuan Sword Box for a day, couldn't bear it any longer, and directly encouraged him.

"Great opportunity, now you are in the Orchid Courtyard, no one will suspect you." Xiao Bingfeng continued.

"hold on."

Lin Yun pondered: "There is too much movement during the day, wait for me to keep a low profile for a few days."

"When did you keep a low profile?" The Emperor said contemptuously.

Lin Yun just wanted to refute, but found that it seemed to be true, so he had to pretend not to hear.

Since Shengxianchi has promised Xiao Bingfeng, it must be a trip, but it is definitely not today.

Lin Yun is not so impulsive yet, at least he is familiar with the Orchid Court first.

Silent all night, Lin Yun left everything behind and concentrated on practicing the Divine Sky Sword Art.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone through the window and scattered into pillars of light that fell on Lin Yun.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, and the nether flowers blooming on the ground instantly escaped into his body.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a flash of cold death, which contained an extremely terrifying sharp edge.

Above the aura of Nirvana in the Zifu, the petals of the Netherworld Flower have come to eighty after a careful count.

The Shenxiao Sword Art has been staying at the tenth level peak for some time.

If you want to break through, you have to have enough death energy, and it is difficult to advance in a natural way.

Um?

Suddenly, a sharp edge came from far to near, flying like lightning.

Almost instantly, the uninvited guest broke in.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun went out to welcome the guests, and found that the other party was already in the courtyard, with his back to him in white.

The other party did not turn around, but there is no one else in the Youlan Courtyard who can have such a temperament except the Holy Maiden of Youlan.

"Come with me, Master wants to see you." Bai Shuying turned to look at Lin Yundao, her expression was cold, neither happy nor sad.

Lin Yun's complexion changed, and he didn't know what was going on.

According to the date agreed by Sword Saint Tianxuan, they should go to Yuyang Hall tomorrow to listen to her preaching.

"Am I missing time?"

Lin Yun had a suspicious look on his face, wondering if he had overtrained.

"You come with me."

Bai Shuying didn't explain much, and rose from the sky, and finally entered the sky like lightning.

So fast!

Lin Yun carried the sword box on his back and quickly followed.

When passing through the sea of ​​clouds and falling towards the ground, a mountain continued to expand in Lin Yun's field of vision.

"It's Youlan Mountain, and Huaxian Pond is in this mountain." Xiao Bingfeng said in surprise.

Lin Yun felt strange in his heart and couldn't help but look up and look forward. Isn't Bai Shuying taking him to the Holy Immortal Pond?

[Two chapters delivered. The three chapters have failed. I will continue to write before I go to bed. I can write as much as I can. 】