The first thousand three hundred and fifty-four chapters

One thousand three hundred and fifty-four chapters

“What’s wrong, you kid is not happy? This is a blessing.”

Jian Jingtian smiled and cursed: “I said before, there is a reason why your kid is so lucky.”

Is that true?

Lin Yun pinched both sides of his chin, thoughtfully, and was said to believe a little bit.

“Don’t care about this, have you gotten Floating Cloud Sword Sect.”

Jian Jingtian’s eyes flickered, and he asked in a deep voice.

He has taken that step now, and he doesn’t need to worry about breaking through the dragon veins anymore, he can spend the remaining time and energy on the sect.

“I will write it out now.”

Lin Yun nodded.

The two came to the mountain not far away, Lin Yun and Su Ziyao, in the pavilion where they often date.

After Jian Jingtian took out the pen and ink, Lin Yun began to follow his memory, writing the Floating Cloud Sword Jue Technique and the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords one by one.

The Floating Cloud Sword Art recorded in the stele is much more complete than Lin Yun’s original mastery, and there are even Shen Dan and the follow-up cultivation method of the Dragon Vein Realm.

Between writing, Lin Yun himself felt very shocked.

He really regretted it, and didn’t wait any longer, otherwise he would continue to practice, and the Thirteen Swords of Floating Cloud would also exist in the Divine Pill Realm and Dragon Vein Realm.

Moreover, this technique is related to the will of thunder, and for Lin Yun, who masters the will of the blue dragon, it can be said to be extremely compatible.

But now he has the Xiaoyao Nine Swords, and then he can practice other swordsmanship, and he can’t allocate his time and energy.

It can only be regarded as a martial arts perception, digested slowly, and strengthened one’s kendo vision.

Jian Jingtian watched by the side, but never said a word.

But the spirit rushed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly from time to time, looking quite surprised.

The strength of this Floating Cloud Sword Art was somewhat unexpected, and it seemed that there were still many places to dig.

After Lin Yun finished writing, the sword shocked the sky and he took it in his hand and sighed, nodding, “The true holy spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords must be combined with the Sword Art. Grade martial arts.”

The martial arts above the holy spirit is the ghost level, the ghost above the dragon spirit level, and the above is the legendary god level.

Shenlong Guisheng, each grade has a corresponding upper, middle and lower grades.

Generally speaking, only super sects have ghost-level martial arts, and once they have successfully cultivated, they will be unpredictable.

Jian Jingtian’s evaluation is already quite high.

“Hey, your word is kind of interesting…”

Suddenly, Jian shook the sky and said with a smile: “I really didn’t realize that you are so beautifully written, like a sword technique, which is pleasing to the eye, and at the same time it can realize something.”

Different colors flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes, his handwriting didn’t have too many special features, and he had never deliberately practiced it.

Could it be… Lin Yun thought of something.

He took out his pen and ink, laid a new layer of white paper, and said, “Brother, do you know this word?”

Jian Jingtian leaned close, not paying much attention at first, and his expression gradually became serious.

When Lin Yun wrote all the gestures, his face completely changed, and he murmured, “This is an ancient character…This is heaven.”

That’s right, what Lin Yun wrote is exactly the thirty-sixth day!

There are no thirty-six strokes in the sky now, only the ancient characters in the legend have so many gestures.

It was born in the epoch, the oldest writing, so far is no longer complete, and there are very few people left who can fully understand it.

Lin Yun only learned the origin of these ancient characters after listening to the Southern Emperor.

After hearing Jian Jingtian speak of his own handwriting, Lin Yun remembered that the change in handwriting might be related to his practice of Xiaoyao Nine Swords.

This made him startled!

Tian Thirty-Six Swords, the age of medicine that has always been difficult to see, is still barely small, unable to swing the complete Thirty-Six Swords.

Since words are used as swords, the swordsmanship has to be comprehended in the handwriting, and perhaps more practice is needed.

“This seems to be a sword technique. When you write, the mood of each stroke is completely different. At the end of writing, the whole pattern has become bigger, and the sword technique has become much stronger.”

As Jian Jingtian said, he suddenly realized that he smiled: “You kid, it’s no wonder that you are willing to keep the Floating Cloud Sword Art. It turns out that there is a better one.”

Lin Yun collected his pen and ink, and said softly: “Brother, you may have misunderstood me. If it is possible, I can also keep this sword technique, but…this sword technique requires a corresponding picture scroll to practice, so I don’t care. I have written it all out, and it is difficult for others to practice.”

“I will think of a way in the future to see if I can write a copy and send it back to Floating Cloud Sword Sect.”

He still has a lot of affection for the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and hopes that one day the Floating Cloud Sword Sect can completely rise in the entire Cangxuan Palace.

“I’m interested, but don’t worry, I will be watching when you are promoted to life and death.”

Jian Jingtian and Lin Yun were not very polite. Seeing that he was interested, they would naturally not refuse.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the rays of light bloomed in the Holy Sword Peak.

A ray of sword light penetrated the layers of the clouds and rushed away. The layers of bans placed by Jian Jingtian immediately broke several layers.

His face changed slightly, and a sword force swayed above him, and then violently raised his invisible giant hand to the air.

After a while, the light in the Holy Sword Peak was suppressed.

Lin Yun’s eyes condensed slightly, and when he took a closer look, he found the existence of the purple kite sword box in the light rising into the sky.

This was surprising to discover that the light of Holy Sword Peak did not come from itself, but from its own sword box.

Has the supreme god pattern been subdued?

“open!”

Lin Yun sacrificed the sacred seal of the purple kite, and when the surface of the sword case was sealed and opened, it turned into a ray of light and penetrated directly into the sword case.

boom!

When entering the Secret Realm of Purple Kite, the entire field of vision was immediately occupied by the dazzling thunder.

The little ice phoenix stood in the center of the Purple Kite mystery, where the sacred parasol tree had completely withered, and a new seedling of the sacred tree was born.

The emperor stood in front of the saplings, with a cheerful expression and joy in his eyes.

“Lin Yun, you are here!”

After she saw Lin Yun, she rushed over and flew directly on him, and said excitedly: “Lin Yun, the sacred tree is alive, the sacred tree is alive.”

Lin Yun was swayed by her, and saw that she was hanging on her body and didn’t mean to go down.

“You are a phoenix. Why are you like a child.” Lin Yun smiled helplessly, and had to hug her.

“Hee hee, happy today, the Supreme God Rune has finally been found. When all the seven Supreme God Runes are found, this secret realm will be able to reproduce the original grand occasion.” Xiao Bingfeng said in a deep voice with a smile on his face.

Lin Yun looked around and said, “That’s the Ten Thousand Thunder God Pattern.”

Little Bingfeng whispered: “Well, Ten Thousand Thunder God Pattern, this mystery has gradually recovered. But in the future, you will have to spend resources to grow the sacred sycamore tree. The core of the entire mystery lies in this sacred sycamore tree.”

“Where is the Supreme Divine Text?”

Lin Yun said curiously.

“In the Thunder Pool of Ten Thousand Tribulations.” Little Bingfeng stretched out his hand and pointed.

Lin Yun immediately turned his eyes to the south. If he remembers correctly, the east of the secret realm is the sacred bamboo forest and the ruins of many medicinal fields, and the south is the thunder pond of ten thousand tribulations and the prison that does not extinguish the fire.

Rumble!

He looked at it, and as expected, there was a depression thousands of miles away, thunder bursting. From time to time, thunder and lightning evolve into a swimming light, and finally enter the sky, turning into lingering thunder and lightning, and then slowly settle into thunderclouds.

Chasing the sun!

Behind Lin Yun, the Golden Crow Sacred Wing unfolded, and while the wings were flapping, strong wind accumulated and golden light burst.

In the blink of an eye, he shuttled in the deserted secret realm like lightning.

I have to say that after retrieving a supreme god pattern, this previously dilapidated and lifeless secret realm is indeed more vigorous.

After half a quarter of an hour, Lin Yun fell outside the Thunder Pond of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

The previous Thunder Pool of Ten Thousand Tribulations was purely an abandoned giant pit, and the lightning surging to fill it up.

Rumble!

In the thunder light surging, it crackled, and the sound kept exploding.

Xiao Bingfeng came down from Lin Yun’s arms and said, “The Thunder Pond of Thousand Tribulations has not really recovered. It’s just rebirth right now. It’s only after the birth of a thunder pulp with nine-color glowing rays that it will truly recover. At that time, you can use it to temper your body. , Cultivating any body-refining sacred tactics will be twice as fast, even ten times and a hundred times faster.”

“What can I do to make him really recover?”

Lin Yun hurriedly asked.

Such a temptation makes it difficult for people not to be truly tempted. Before meeting Qin Cang, Canglong Shengtian Art was his second only to Jianyi’s assassin.

“The Supreme God Rune and the God Tree are complementary. The more God Runes you collect, the more complete the God Tree will be. Likewise, the higher the God Rune grows, these God Runes can also draw energy from them and keep you stronger.”

Xiao Bingfeng explained patiently.

Lin Yun read on both sides of the road, understood the meaning, and muttered: “It means, before finding other god patterns, he seems to find a way to water the seedlings of this sacred parasol tree.”

“Hehe, really smart, worthy of being the servant chosen by the emperor.” Xiao Bingfeng said with a smile.

Lin Yun glared at her, Xiao Bingfeng stuck out his tongue and immediately silenced.

He observed for a while, the Thunder Pond of Thousand Tribulations was still in its rudimentary form, temporarily unable to obtain the effect of tempering the flesh.

After a while, Lin Yun returned to the sycamore seedlings.

This is really a seedling, not as tall as a small ice phoenix, Lin Yun has to squat down to see clearly.

It is said to be a sacred tree, but it seems to be useless with potted plants.

“Without the help of other foreign objects, it grows very slowly, maybe less than one meter in a hundred years.” Xiao Bingfeng said by the side.

“What foreign objects are needed?”

“Holy liquid, real dragon holy liquid! If there is a bucket of real dragon holy liquid, it is enough to last ten years.” Xiao Bingfeng broke his fingers and counted earnestly.

“Too much!”

Lin Yun vomits blood, a bucket of real dragon sacred liquid, why doesn’t it go to heaven!

He has been practicing in Floating Cloud Sword Sect for more than half a year, and the true dragon sacred liquid he used is calculated on a ticks basis, and this still owes him a great favor.

How many drops per bucket, Lin Yun is not good at math, really can’t figure it out.

“It’s such an exaggeration!” The Great Emperor pouted his mouth cautiously, not daring to tell Lin Yun that the more divine patterns behind him, the amount of true dragon holy liquid needed would increase sharply.

That’s really an astronomical figure, just a bucket at the moment, it’s really not too much.

“For a bucket, it’s about one thousand catties.”

Xiao Bingfeng calculated it for Lin Yun.

Lin Yun got up and muttered, the amount was a bit too big, and he couldn’t do it with his current ability.

However, Zi Kite Secret Realm has real potential.

The aura around the sycamore seedlings alone is enough to be worthy of the best feng shui treasure of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. It is hard to imagine what kind of qualitative change will happen after pouring a bucket of true dragon sacred liquid.

Not to mention, it will really revive the Thunder Pool of Myriad Tribulations, and the various benefits are hard not to make people excited.

“Don’t worry about this in advance, wait to see when you go to the deserted ancient realm.”

Lin Yun looked calm and said softly.

Right now, Cangxuan Palace definitely couldn’t collect so many resources, but it might be possible to reach the Desolate Ancient Territory.

[Tomorrow, I can almost finish writing the Cangxuan Palace. Don’t worry, everyone. It is really a pit of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. I really have to fill it in. The progress is indeed a bit slow. 】