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“You tell me how you got in first.”

Lin Yun looked at Anliu flue.

The Jianzong branch was heavily guarded, and an outsider wanted to come in unknowingly and deceived those life and death leaders, Lin Yun felt unrealistic.

“I was there before you came.”

An Liuyan smiled, took out a token, and said, “Look at this.”

Lin Yun raised his eyes and saw a look of surprise in his eyes. This was the token of the inner disciple of the sword sect god Xiaofeng.

“I am also a disciple of Jianzong now.” An Liuyan smiled.

“what happened?”

Lin Yun said weirdly.

An Liuyan smiled and said: “After all, there is no room for the demon sect to survive in the barren ancient land. Those of us who want to enter the barren ancient land can only find the sects of the barren ancient land to cooperate. Of course, this kind of cooperation cannot be put on the surface. It’s just a tacit understanding of everyone.”

“As long as it is within a certain range, it is not considered a violation of the rules. I have also told you before that there is a lot of cooperation between Tiandinglou and Jianzong in the deserted ancient realm.”

Lin Yun nodded, but didn’t think much about it.

He has long known that this world is neither black nor white, as long as it is not an enemy of life or death, there is a chance for cooperation.

As for the demon martial artist, Lin Yun had no opinion.

The so-called demon martial artist is just a person who cultivates martial arts, not all the evil generations who carelessly human life, martial arts are divided into righteous demon, but never good or bad, it depends on the individual who practices martial arts.

“You can go now, Tianhuang City is very lively now.”

An Liuyan blinked.

“Not interested in.”

Lin Yun shook his head. The deserted ancient battlefield was about to open soon. Time was tight and he didn’t want to waste time.

Taking out the paper and ink from the room, Lin Yun began to practice calligraphy, without mastering the ninth sword of the Xiaoyao Nine Swords, and always suppressed the confidence of the ancient gold generation.

According to Senior Brother Gu Ruochen, the top three in Xuantianzong’s ranking all have the strength to kill the fifth stage of dragon veins, and they can also retreat calmly when fighting the strength of the sixth stage of dragon veins.

This is an extremely exaggerated strength, worthy of being a golden evildoer trained by Tian Xuanzi himself.

“Then I will study ink for you.”

An Liuyan didn’t argue or quarrel, smiled, and said obediently.

Lin Yun is not easy to refuse, so she can only study ink next to her. Anyway, she has believed in the other party, and is not afraid that the other party will see her own nine swords of Xiaoyao.

The sky and the earth are wild, wind, fire and thunder!

There are thirty-six strokes in the sky, and eighteen strokes in the ground… Lin Yun writes every word very slowly, and every word injects his sword intent into the sky.

When the eight characters were finished, the sword intent was exhausted, and Lin Yun was dizzy and felt very empty.

But for Xiaoyao’s Ninth Sword, he still looks at the flowers in the mist and the moon in the water.

He was not in a hurry, sitting cross-legged on the spot, running the Dragon and Phoenix Destroying World Sword Canon to restore his true essence and consumed sword intent.

After the spirit of spirit and sword intent are restored, continue to try and repeat.

The process is boring and boring, and it is difficult for ordinary people to persevere. An Liuyan looks at Venus from the side, and only feels that his head is huge.

How did he persevere?

An Liuyan was surprised secretly in her heart. She saw Lin Yun sitting on the ground again weakly, sweating on her forehead, and quickly picked up the fan and fanned him.

After a quarter of an hour, Lin Yun opened his eyes.

Seeing An Liuyan holding the fan up and down lightly, smiled and said, “What are you doing?”

“The Nujia sees you working so hard, fanning you, it’s like doing nothing.” An Liuyan explained.

puff!

Lin Yunren couldn’t help laughing, and shook his head.

“why are you laughing……”

An Liuyan’s face flushed, even though she was wearing men’s clothing, she was also very feminine.

Of course, Lin Yun was funny in his heart. Where could a sacred artifact with ten thousand patterns fan him? I guess the original owner of this fan would have never thought of it.

He just couldn’t talk to An Liuyan in detail, and said with a smile, “I’m fine.”

“But does it make sense? I think you have repeated it for a long time.” An Liuyan couldn’t help but said.

“Significant.”

Lin Yun said: “Even if I can’t write the ninth character, my sword intent will improve a lot every time I write it. I have just been promoted to the fifth rank of sword intent. This is a kind of cultivation, and it helps me a lot.”

“But… wait, Grade 5 sword intent?!!!”

An Liuyan said in astonishment.

“Be quiet.”

Lin Yun motioned to her.

An Liuyan quickly covered his mouth, looking up and down Lin Yun, with incredible voices in his eyes.

“But I still have a little doubt, is there really a ninth word?”

“Of course there is, my master wrote it out.”

“But… that’s the Sword Saint Yaoguang.”

Hearing this, Lin Yun stepped forward with a pen and continued to try. He took the brush and rolled up his sleeves and said: “You must respect your master as an apprentice. I don’t have a clue at all.”

When he said this, he looked at An Liu Yandao: “If you use one word to express the endless sadness and loneliness after the extreme happiness, what word should you use?”

An Liuyan opened her mouth to say, but after thinking about it, her brows gradually frowned.

After a while, he said, “If it were me, I might think of a painful word. The endless sadness after the extreme happiness, after all, is still sadness, leaving only endless pain.”

“pain.”

Lin Yun muttered to himself, and said in deep thought: “I have always thought of emptiness or nothingness, the endless sorrow after the extreme happiness, and I should see through the mundane world, everything is empty.”

“No, no, no.”

An Liuyan corrected: “I think everyone is different. Maybe some people think of a dead word, but don’t want to live anymore!”

Lin Yun was stunned when he heard the words, his pen completely stopped, and the whole person was completely stunned.

Everyone thinks of it differently!

That’s it, that’s it!

It’s no wonder that Master stopped writing at the beginning. It’s not that he doesn’t want to teach, not that everyone sees the Ninth Sword differently.

If you really don’t want to teach, Master won’t stop halfway through writing, let alone waste your life and prolong the passage of time at the beginning.

After spending such a big price, how could he not teach him the ninth sword? This is totally unreasonable.

It must be halfway through the writing, and suddenly I wake up and stop writing.

An Liuyan awakened the dreamer!

“Ha ha ha ha!”

Lin Yun laughed when he was writing, but he felt that he was suddenly enlightened, and all the haze was wiped out in an instant.

“Young Master Lin, how did you come?” An Liuyan asked in surprise.

“You helped me a lot!”

Lin Yun woke up in shock and said in a deep voice: “You are right, everyone is different, so I don’t have to try to figure out the thoughts of other people with this ninth character. I just need to follow my own ideas!”

“So, what is the ninth character of Young Master Lin?”

“kill!”

Lin Yun didn’t hesitate, and wrote a blood-stained kill on the paper, with endless sharpness and chill, and a majestic killing intent that was so high that people didn’t dare to look directly at it.

kill! !

The Ninth Sword was created after the Southern Emperor lost his lover.

There is nothing in the world, it is hard to be happy again.

For Lin Yun, Jianzong is his beloved. If Jianzong is destroyed, he can’t think of a second word except for one word for killing.

Just kill him without leaving it, and let all the damn people pay the price.

When the word killing was finished, the other white papers in the room floated up, and every word burst into dazzling sword light.

The characters inside seemed to have come alive, turning into a torrent of torrents and converging into a killing character, and then escaped into Lin Yun’s body.

boom!

Lin Yun’s mind suddenly exploded like a hum, and his ninth sword was completely formed.

Once he had an epiphany, the Xiaoyao Ninth Sword that had troubled Lin Yun was broken.

After a long time, Lin Yun opened his eyes and smiled: “It’s successful.”

“Congratulations.”

An Liuyan said with joy, her eyes narrowed slightly, like crescent moons.

…

Time passed, and as the atmosphere of the deserted city continued to explode, the day when the deserted ancient battlefield opened finally came.

Three days later.

When the morning sun tore the last ray of darkness, the entire Tianhuang City was completely agitated, and the silhouettes pierced through the air like an arrow from the string.

The densely packed figures, like crows overwhelming the sky, rushed towards the location of the deserted ancient battlefield.

Thousands of miles away from the east of Tianhuang City!

The land here has long turned into a terrifying blood black, as if the blood has settled to the extreme, turning into a black that can never be dispersed.

There is a breath that makes people feel uneasy, released from the black earth.

This is the ancient battlefield!

The ancient battlefield has long been shrouded by a terrifying formation. This formation is said to be a dark and turbulent period, when many top powerhouses joined hands.

For a long time, this area could not be approached.

But no matter how powerful the formation, as the years eroded, there will always be slight fluctuations, thus creating loopholes that can enter it.

This is an endless and vast black wasteland. The space at the end of the wasteland is distorted and turned into a terrible whirlpool to isolate the world.

At this moment, in front of this whirlpool, the overwhelming figures fell like raindrops crazily.

Huh!

Sword Sect disciples, led by Chen Lei and Mu Chuan, appeared thousands of meters away from the whirlpool.

“What a big scene.”

Lin Yun and the others hung in the air, seeing the magnificent scene in front of them, they couldn’t help but admire.

Above the wasteland, there is a sea of people with no end in sight. Looking back, it is almost all the leaders of the dragon vein realm. In the entire Desolate Ancient Territory, all the dragon vein leaders under the age of 30 have all arrived, and even some of the sects and demon powers from outside the territory are also mixed in it.

Lin Yun’s gaze crossed the crowds and fell on a group of people who looked quite eye-catching.

The group of people wore aquamarine robes, and their temperament was dusty, and if there was nothing in it, the breath permeated out, as pure as an innocent green gem in the world.

“That’s the people of Jade Villa. The leader is the best golden evildoer of Jade Villa. He is called Young Master Chen Tao. It is said that his strength has reached the pinnacle of the quadruple dragon vein. The realm of the nine-layer colored glaze body is said to be difficult to invade by water and fire, and hard to damage with swords. Not only that, his attacks are extremely strange, and they can assimilate human dragon yuan into emeralds!”

Mu Xueqin said to Lin Yun.

“The colored glaze body?”

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, wondering whether this intangible treasure was stronger than his Blue Dragon Saint Body.

“Don’t underestimate him. Senior brother has suffered a loss in his hands, and the sword intent of the gods can’t break his intangible treasure.” Mu Xueqin seemed to see what he was thinking, and said: “Not to mention his cultivation. It’s still that high, leave it to Senior Brother Gu to deal with it, and secretly tell you that Senior Brother Gu has cultivated the Chixiao Sword Art to the ninth peak!”

So strong?

Lin Yun glanced at Gu Ruochen, really scary.

Strictly speaking, Chixiao Sword Jue is not weaker than Shenxiao Sword Jue, and even more domineering in terms of offensive alone.

Gu Ruochen was able to cultivate to the ninth level of the Chixiao Sword Art that taught Mu Xuankong to cultivate, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

His own Shenxiao Sword Art has only been cultivated to the fifth level, of course…The first is that his entry time is short, and the second is that the power of the Nether is really hard to find.

Can’t find enough power of the Nether, it is difficult to rely on comprehension to improve the sword art of the gods.

“The people from Shengyin Pavilion and Xuan Gu have also arrived.”

Mu Xueqin’s eyes lit up, the two factions and Jianzong had good relations, which can be regarded as a great help in the ancient battlefield.