Chapter 1304

Chapter One Hundred and Eighth

Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, high-grade holy spirit-level martial arts, as the name suggests, a total of thirteen swords.

Different from other holy spirit martial arts, this sword technique can condense a Qingluan holy spirit every time a sword is cultivated to reach the level of consummation. The strongest disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect can sacrifice ten Holy Spirit Qingluan at the same time, reaching an incredible level.

But the drawbacks are also obvious. Qingluan alone is not a complete Holy Spirit, and if he fights hard with the opponent’s Holy Spirit, he will be defeated.

Only by cultivating this sword technique to an extremely high level and applying multiple Qingluan to the point of being as pure as a fire can the Holy Spirit have more advantages.

If not, it is easy to be defeated by each when fighting against others.

The bigger drawback of this sword technique is that no one can get a complete sword move. Most of the disciples can only get three or five swords, at most seven or eight swords.

Not everyone can master the ten swords like Ye Ziling, and sweep his opponents with the Ten Great Qingluan.

At the same time, with the increase of the Holy Spirit, it is quite complicated to manipulate. If you don’t have a certain understanding, it is better to manipulate a Holy Spirit alone.

So even in this Floating Cloud Sword Sect, even if someone gets the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, they still have no choice but to choose other Holy Spirit martial arts.

Only a few evildoers can truly show the power of this sword technique. Seven hundred years ago, the disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect used the Ten Great Blue Luan Holy Spirit to trespass into the ancient realm, allowing this sword technique to leave the myth of Xingjun invincible in the Eastern Wilderness.

Especially when people know that these thirteen floating clouds swords have never been completely practiced, making this sword technique famous.

It is impossible to imagine how terrifying the truly complete Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords is.

Unbeknownst to others, Lin Yun is naturally clear, he not only got the complete Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords. He also obtained the Floating Cloud Sword Art without precedent, so that there is no secret to this whole set of swordsmanship.

The so-called Qingluan is not the Holy Spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, but to be precise only a part of the Holy Spirit.

Only by mastering the Floating Cloud Sword Art, can Qing Luan be transformed and integrated into the true Holy Spirit of this sword art. Lin Yun was also quite shocked by these secrets.

When both the sword technique and the sword tactics were comprehended at the same time, Lin Yun began to formally practice, and thirteen pictures appeared in his mind while sitting cross-legged.

There is a figure holding a sword on each scroll. His mind moved slightly, and the person in the scroll came back to life, constantly wielding various swords.

After spending two whole days, Lin Yun did not move, but carefully observed these scrolls.

Two days later, Lin Yun took out the burial flower and practiced it on the open space, and began to wield sword moves. Show all the details of the figures, movements, and other charms that are imprinted in your mind.

The sword light came out with a sharp sword light as Lin Yun’s arm wandered.

For the rest of the time, he was immersed in cultivation practice, practicing swordsmanship during the day, and practicing Floating Cloud Sword Art at night. The two complement each other and confirm each other, allowing him to make rapid progress and increase his strength.

Swordsmanship was popular in Feiyun Temple that day, and he could make a sword in seven steps, mainly because the swordsmanship was not of high grade, and the attribute just happened to be Fenglei.

He mastered the sword power of the blue dragon, with wind and thunder attainments far surpassing others, and with the pinnacle sword intent of reaching the sky to perfection, he could only make a sword in seven steps.

And these Floating Clouds Thirteen Swords are mainly based on the artistic conception of clouds, and the incomplete swordsmanship grades have reached the top grade of the Holy Spirit. The complete Floating Clouds Thirteen Swords is not an exaggeration to say.

Even so, Lin Yun only took seven days to practice Nine Swords.

What he said about the practice is naturally not a slight achievement, every sword has reached the realm of perfection. Every sword can sacrifice the Qingluan’s holy spirit, and the nine swords can be used together to sacrifice nine flying Qingluan, illuminating the sky.

This speed, not to mention the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, even in the entire Cangxuan Palace, no one can match him.

At the same time, Lin Yun’s Floating Cloud Sword Art had also cultivated to a certain level. Sword Jue and Sword Technique are simultaneously activated, and it is also the Floating Cloud Sword Technique, Ye Ziling’s Floating Cloud Nine Swords are not much comparable to him.

Of course, this female cultivation base is too high, almost reaching the point of consummation at the peak of the Galaxy Realm, and there is no need to compare swordsmanship with him at all.

Just relying on the cultivation base, you can easily crush Lin Yun, and it is quite depressing to think about it.

With the cultivation of the Floating Cloud Sword Art in seven days, the majestic spiritual energy that Lin Yun swallowed at the Holy Sword Peak that day had digested one-tenth of it. The quality of the true essence in the sea of qi has been re-tempered several times, and each sea of qi is as stable as a secret realm.

At this rate of progress, within a month, Lin Yun would have to upgrade to the Seventh Heaven Realm even if he didn’t want to.

On this day, the wind is sunny.

Ting Feng resides on the banks of the river in the backyard.

“Thirteen Swords in Floating Clouds, the first sword to cover the sun with Floating Clouds!”

“Second Sword, Wind Sweeping Clouds!”

“The third sword, nine clouds move!”

“The fourth sword, the sky is high and the sky is light!”

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“The eighth sword, swallowing clouds and transforming dragons!”

“Ninth sword, Qingyun goes straight up!”

Lin Yun wore a green shirt, holding a foil burial sword, moving around, wielding a continuous sword technique. Between the clouds and mist around him and the gleaming sword light, he was like a solitary peak standing between the clouds and mist. He seemed to be standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking all directions, and seeing all beings.

Obviously close at hand, it also gives people the illusion of standing on the top of the mountain, unable to look directly, only looking up.

He swung out nine swords in one breath, his eyes pierced through the void like electricity. Then he jumped up violently, as if a lonely mountain broke free from the shackles between the sky and the earth, the whole sky became gloomy.

Rumble!

A series of lightning pierced the void, and under the gloomy sky, the sword in his hand burst into a world-destroying cold light, as if the heavens were ruthless.

Cang!

Lin Yun returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes flickered, and he whispered to himself: “So, if you want to cultivate the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, you must master the mysticism of Floating Cloud, which is not my intention, for ten thousand years. Otherwise, no matter what you practice. No matter how subtle it is, it will be trapped under the clouds.”

He just practiced like this, with the sword light flying, his sword power standing like a lonely mountain. At the end, the heart became clearer and clearer, and he imagined himself as a holy sword mountain.

At the last sword, Qingyun went straight up, and the sword power had a faint lonely peak rising, piercing the cloud with an astonishing vision.

Do you want to talk to Ye Ziling?

This woman should be the strongest disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. She has cultivated at least the nine swords of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords. If she cannot understand this mystery, she is afraid that she will never be able to display the essence of the Floating Cloud Sword Technique.

Although her temperament is a bit unpleasant, but her temperament is not bad, it’s just a bit colder.

But even if she had this idea, it was hard to say whether she would appreciate it. Thinking of this, Lin Yun smiled, and I’ll talk about it later.

If she really has an idea, she should take the initiative to ask me.

“It’s time to practice flute.”

Lin Yun returned the sword to its sheath and said softly.

These few days of the sun watched the practice of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, and completely put down the practice of Xiaoyin. Right now, the Yujian Yujian is one of his biggest killers.

In the future, if you want to cultivate the Dragon and Phoenix Sword Classic, you will not leave Xiaoyin’s support.

At least you have to cultivate to the realm of Yujian with Xiaoyin, so that Xiaoyin can truly Yujian and derive the artistic conception in the sword with Xiaoyin. As it is now, relying only on the flying of the purple kite, the method is still a bit too monotonous.

If you encounter a powerful opponent, as long as you survive a round and the Xiaoyin has no other changes, the chance of being broken is very high.

Lin Yun took out the purple jade god bamboo flute, and in a flash, he left Tingfengju.

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Around the Floating Cloud Sword Sect Sacred Sword Mountain, there are 108 floating peaks, all of which are used to suppress the Sacred Sword Mountain without exception.

If not, with the terrifying sword intent contained in the Holy Sword Mountain itself, the entire sect can be razed to the ground in an instant.

On weekdays, these peaks are all forbidden places, and even the elders cannot set foot on them.

Naturally, it is not a problem for Lin Yun. He has a Tianzi token token given by the Master of Floating Clouds, so he can run wild in the sect.

Since it is a flute practice, naturally I have to find a secluded place. The floating peak around the Holy Sword Mountain is the most suitable place.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun, who was flying through the clouds, glanced over, found a quiet mountain peak and fell down.

Putting the purple jade god bamboo flute on his lips, Lin Yun was just about to play, and found that after a few days without practicing, even the music score and fingering of the flying purple kite seemed extremely rusty.

Put the Yuxiao down, after a little memory, put it on his lips again and start playing.

Oooh!

The sound of the flute is like weeping like a complaint, and it will gradually enter the perfect state in a short time, under such sharp tools as the purple jade god bamboo flute. The flute sounds played by Lin Yun, a novice, are also beautiful and moving, barely calling it the first half of the sky.

The ethereal Xiaoyin echoed on the empty mountain, and the vast snow fell along with the Xiaoyin Swish, which complemented the purple petals flying out of Lin Yun’s body.

There is no need to go through the barriers this time, Lin Yun is relaxed, carefully savoring the fusion of sword intent and flute sound while playing.

As time passed, some mysteries were gradually realized. Xiaoyin itself is a kind of emotion. The Tao of Music is also a great way, not inferior to Kendo, and there is no difference between superior and inferior.

If he uses the Xiao Yu Jian, practicing the Xiao is practicing the sword!

At the end of the song, Lin Yun’s face turned pale and slightly tired. This Xiaoyin Yujian was more exhausting than imagined.

“Yi Xiao Yu Jian… can actually be interpreted as Yi Qing Yu Jian, this feeling can be my anger, it can be the one I love, or it can be my joy.”

Lin Yun’s eyes flickered, and he learned a lot.

For the next three days, Lin Yun was immersed in the practice of Xiaoyin, and he completely left the sword behind. Because his emotions are all integrated into the Xiaoyin, and change with the ups and downs of the Xiaoyin, the separation and reunion of sorrow and joy, passion and passion, joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Obviously, the sword was already in place, but the purple kite flying dance had progressed more than a few times, and the reversal of the purple kite sword formation had no obstacle to playing.

This time, Lin Yun also forgot about the purple kite flying. He had no music scores, no fingerings, only what he thought in his heart.

Where can I find a friend in the end of the world!

He played this song for himself, and at the end of the song, there were countless emotions lingering in his heart and unable to dissipate.

Lin Yun picked up the purple jade god bamboo flute and played it again. The flute sounds like weeping and whining, and the sad and sad sound makes people feel sad.

He thought of the death of Big Brother Xinjue, and he thought of the snow in the imperial capital, like pear blossoms in full bloom. Xinyan married the most hated enemy for him, and he was sad to the extreme that day.

A song of pear blossoms, only roses are red in the snow!

This song was played for Senior Sister Xinyan, like Daqin that day, who is happy for who is worried, for whom he draws his sword and never looks back.

Xiaoyin is playing, this song Lin Yun played for Yue Weiwei, a song of red face smile, the past can be recalled from the beginning.

The sound of the flute is changing, and Lin Yun plays for Su Ziyao, a song of suffering in reincarnation, where will he meet again.

In the end, he turned all his emotions into full of enthusiasm, playing unprecedented publicity and arrogance. This song he played for the sword in his hand, a chaotic song, this sword was born extraordinary. Floating clouds are not what I meant, ten thousand years!

[Chapter one is delivered, a little bit card text. There must be there in the evening, and everyone will come and see it tomorrow morning. In addition, I would like to thank Yu Qingfeng for the reward of 300,000 aspect coins. Today, Kawen cannot write 10,000 characters. I apologize to everyone. Tomorrow three changes will be added for the leader. Others rewarded the leader and added more. 】