Chapter 1300 No_Name
The first thousand two hundred and four chapters
boom!
At Feiyun Temple, just when everyone felt that Lin Yun was about to leave the mountain.
In the direction where the Sacred Sword Mountain was, a dazzling glaucoma burst out again, and another blue luan soared into the sky.
Feiyun Temple, which was originally noisy and noisy, immediately quieted down, and countless people stared at the scene in disbelief.
In the eleventh level, Lin Yun passed the eleventh level!
“How can this be?”
Ye Ziling lost her color in shock, and her cold and frosty face showed a thick color of astonishment.
After the ten passes of Sacred Sword Mountain, there was no way to go.
Since there is no way, there is no way to talk about breaking through, so no one can break through this level.
But around the Sacred Sword Mountain, there are indeed eleven blue luans flying, and each blue luan exudes a sacred aura, shining brightly, attracting attention.
“It’s terrible, how did Senior Brother Yun do it? Senior Sister what’s going on…”
Yuruo, this girl, is also thrilling at this moment, unimaginable.
Ye Ziling frowned slightly, and said in deep thought: “I don’t know, this is really incredible. Is his kendo talent really so terrifying?”
Xiao Yuruo suddenly smiled and said, “Senior Sister, haven’t you always wanted to practice the last three swords of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords? If Brother Yun masters it, you can just ask him for advice.”
Ye Ziling’s eyes lit up, but when he remembered the other person’s gaze looking at her, he immediately dimmed.
This guy is the prodigal son of the prodigal son, and if he really climbs to the top of the mountain later, he might even make things difficult for her.
She is the cultivation base of the Galaxy Realm, comprehending the Heavenly Sword Intent, and she is much stronger than Lin Yun in terms of strength. Asking Ye Ziling to ask Lin Yun for advice, with her cold and arrogant temperament, it was even more uncomfortable than killing her.
“He hasn’t reached the top yet, so he has one more sword to master than me.” Ye Ziling’s cold and proud face flashed a stubborn look, and he didn’t want to give in.
“Eleventh pass, Lin Yun seems to have broken the record of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. The highest record before the sect disciple was only ten passes, it was still seven hundred years ago.”
Someone whispered something, which caused an immense shock in everyone’s hearts.
Seven hundred years!
The Floating Cloud Sword Sect was broken by an outsider who had just entered the sect in one day.
This is really uncomfortable. Many direct disciples feel bitter and helpless.
Not only the disciples in Feiyun Hall, but also the elders of the sect standing among the peaks, as well as Master Floating Cloud who suppressed the sword, were equally surprised.
“How did this kid do it?”
A strong look of surprise appeared in Palm Teacher Floating Cloud, and he had also been up to the Holy Sword Peak, but he couldn’t continue walking until the tenth pass.
That is the Jedi, if you dare to jump down, the powerhouse of the dragon vein realm will also have to die.
Two hours later, there was another ringing sword chanting from all directions, and there was another Qingluan on the Sacred Sword Mountain.
Twelve levels!
Lin Yun went through another level, only the last level to reach the top, and the whole Feiyun Palace was completely boiling.
“My God, is Lin Yun going to the top?”
“It’s terrible… The record that hasn’t been broken in thousands of years, won’t it be broken by Lin Yun?”
“First, seven steps into the sword, so I have nothing to say, and now I want to climb to the top strong, this Lin Yun is really going to heaven.”
“No longer alive, how can this be compared… He is just a celestial soul!”
Lin Yun went through another level, only the last level to reach the top, and the whole Feiyun Palace was completely boiling.
Only Ye Ziling’s face was rather ugly, she had bet with Lin Yun. If the other party reaches the top, she must agree to any request from Lin Yun.
In the boundless sea of clouds, Lin Yun, who had just challenged the twelve levels, walked towards the last green hill with Xiao Bingfeng.
There was excitement on their faces, only one pass, and only the last pass before they could successfully climb to the top.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
Suddenly, there was the sound of Xiao Xiao on the green hills ahead. The sound of the sound is like resentment like admiration, like weeping like complaining, and the sound of the owl is endless.
The flute sound was in this world, and Lin Yun took a closer look, and there was a figure on the top of the mountain.
Standing while holding the flute, the sword light surging around his body.
“Using Xiao Yu Jian!”
A strange color flashed in Xiao Bingfeng’s eyes, and he said in a deep voice, “Lin Yun be careful, I’m afraid this is not easy.”
As she spoke, she flashed again and got into the purple kite sword box.
Lin Yun’s face was solemn, and I was afraid that this test would be really difficult. Little Bingfeng hadn’t avoided it in the previous two tests.
Whoosh!
On the green mountain, after a few ups and downs, Lin Yun came to the top of the mountain and stood in front of the man in Tsing Yi.
Lin Yun looked closely and found that this person was quite similar to the person in the previous painting, and could not help but said: “The sea is full of long winds.”
“Good time with Yuxiao.”
The man in Tsing Yi put down Yu Xiao and smiled slightly.
Lin Yun quickly said, “Is Senior the master of this mountain?”
The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and smiled: “I am not, I am just a mountain guardian. That mountain is my master.”
Lin Yun was shocked, what is the origin of this mountain.
“After passing my level, you can reach the top…The last scripture of the Floating Cloud Sword Art, and the last sword of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, you can get it.” The man in Qingyi looked at Lin Yun and said softly.
“How to pass?”
Lin Yun asked.
“Under my Xiaoyin, just stick to a half-zhu incense time.” The man in Tsing Yi said lightly.
“It doesn’t seem to be difficult.”
Lin Yun thought for a while and smiled.
“Then you have to have seen it before you know it, it’s time to begin.”
The Tsing Yi people didn’t talk nonsense with Lin Yun, he put the flute on his lips, his long hair was flying, and a sharp edge surged from his eyebrows.
Cang!
Before Lin Yun could react, Xiao Yin suddenly rose, and then a sword sound storm surged towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun’s face changed slightly, the burial flower was unsheathed, and his figure flickered in the mountains. As the sword was swung, there was a clanging sound from time to time, and the sword light flashed, and the burial flower seemed to collide with various sharp swords in the void.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, becoming low and resentful, like weeping.
Lin Yun’s internal organs exploded into the cracks, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen. In a short while, there were many more sword marks on his body, which was dripping with blood.
He was just about to think about countermeasures when an extremely high voice sounded, Lin Yun seemed to be swept by the dragon.
Bang!
A mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth, his face was pale, and he backed a few steps before he could stand still.
Less than a cup of tea before and after, Lin Yun was defeated, far from Banzhuxiang.
“Do you want to continue?”
The man in Tsing Yi put down the flute and chuckled softly.
Lin Yun gave a wry smile, he had never seen such methods before, and he didn’t know how to deal with it.
Before he could develop his strength, he was defeated directly. This level is really not easy. If you want to hold on for half an hour, it’s like reaching the sky.
“want!”
Lin Yun wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and said in deep thought, “Wait for me.”
“I can’t wait for too long. After a long time, the beautiful scenery of this mountain, this cloud, and this good day are gone.” The man in Tsing Yi laughed softly.
“One hour, one hour!”
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and said.
“good.”
The man in Tsing Yi thought for a while, and said with a smile: “It’s not easy to wait for someone to come. It’s better to let you give up. I’ll wait for you for an hour.”
“Thanks a lot.”
Lin Yun turned and left, stopped when he reached the mountainside, and called out the little ice phoenix.
“I have won an hour, do you really have a way to make me stick to a half-zhuxiang?” Xiao Bingfeng asked him to say what Lin Yun said just now. The other party definitely said that if she gave her an hour, Lin Yun could pass this level. .
“What look in your eyes, you look down on this emperor and take out the jade flute given by your little lover.” The little ice phoenix said as if pointing to the mountains.
Lin Yun was surprised: “You don’t want to teach me how to use Xiao Yujian? I don’t even know the most basic fingering.”
“certainly!”
Xiao Bingfeng gave him a white look and coldly snorted: “Otherwise, what else can you do? With your current methods, it is impossible to hold on to the incense of half a pillar. He and you are both heavenly swordsmanship, but his sword There is no lack of intent, your sword intent is lacking, and fortunately, you can support and persist for half an hour. If you really fight against each other, you can’t even hold on to a face-to-face encounter.”
“Really?” Lin Yun still didn’t believe it.
Xiao Bingfeng smiled and said: “Of course not with you, but with the purple jade god bamboo flute given by your little lover, accompanied by the emperor’s guidance. It is impossible to win, but just stick to half a stick of incense. possible.”
Purple jade god bamboo flute!
Suddenly, Lin Yun, the Dongxiao given to him by Yue Weiwei is of extraordinary origin.
“I will teach you fingering first, and the method of luck. It’s simple.”
Xiao Bingfeng fetched the Ziyu Shen bamboo flute and explained it carefully. Time is running out. She speaks very fast. Then he handed the flute over and said with a smile: “Try it.”
Lin Yun took the flute in his hand, placed the flute under her lips, and moved her fingers lightly. After a while, there was a clear and elegant flute, and the empty and tall flute sound came out.
“I will try again.”
Lin Yun took off the flute, if thoughtful, and then played it again. I didn’t deliberately play any tunes, just played it casually based on my feelings.
Little Bingfeng was initially disdainful, but gradually became a little moved, and it turned out to be pretty good.
“It seems to be quite simple.” Lin Yun put down Yuxiao and laughed softly.
Xiao Bingfeng’s heart was shaken, she just casually said that she had learned the basic fingering in such a short time, which was really surprising.
“That’s good for the emperor to teach.”
But it must be impossible for her to praise Linyun, so she can only praise herself by the way.
Lin Yun smiled and didn’t argue with her.
At this moment, there were waves of flute sounds from the top of the mountain, and the flute sounds swiftly, like ten thousand horses, galloping across the battlefield, making people boil with blood, and then quickly stopped.
What a clever technique!
Lin Yun praised in his heart, but immediately realized that the other party was showing off his skills.
Sure enough, Xiao Bingfeng’s face was a little hard to look.
“Little brother, if you want to learn flute, I can teach you, but in an hour, it is too naive to want to pass this level with flute sound.” Qingyi people laughed from the top of the mountain.
“This guy! So good, he dare to underestimate the emperor.”
The little ice phoenix was so angry that he dragged Lin Yun down the mountain and said: “We will go far and not let him hear it. Later, we will have to make it difficult for him to see it. The purple jade god bamboo flute is comparable to the artifact in terms of material. What are you proud of.”
Lin Yun couldn’t laugh or cry, but the ice phoenix, who had a small temper, dragged him towards the foot of the mountain. However, in his heart, he was indeed quite unconvinced.
[The two chapters are delivered, and the third chapter is here tomorrow morning, don’t wait. Everyone gave me support, I will definitely try my best to write. 】