Chapter 182
The recent situation in Qingyang County is very strange.
In the county city, the Blood Cloud Gate and Jin Yanzong’s pivotal split rudder were washed away by blood.
Together with the affiliated forces, they were all washed out in blood.
But ten days have passed, and the two counterattacks that everyone expected, and the bloody and cruel battle, have not occurred.
The calmness of Qingyang City was extraordinary, and it was in a situation that no one could have imagined.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, but the inside story is unpredictable.
Xueyunmen and Jin Yanzong each died of a elder in the Xuanwu realm, and it is not clear whether they died.
Before figuring out the whole story, where did you dare to move Mingguang Pavilion and Lin Yun.
Mingguang Pavilion would already burn incense and worship Buddha without moving them.
But no matter what, the deeds about Lin Yun in the past ten days have spread throughout Qingyang County.
No one knows, no one knows.
Many people are speculating about the four transcendent sects and Qin Tian Academy, which one he would choose.
With Lin Yun’s talent and age, it was obvious that it was impossible to stay in Qingyang County for a long time.
Such leaders belong to his stage and will surely be the entire Daqin.
Little Qingyang County couldn’t hold him.
At this moment, outside Qingyang City, the two were standing on the avenue.
The horse is a blood dragon horse. In the past ten days, its injuries have fully recovered. The aura on his body has become even more terrifying, reaching an astonishing six-aperture state.
People are naturally Lin Yun and Ming Ye.
“Brother Lin, that’s it, now to the imperial capital, take care all the way.”
Ming Ye stopped, not showing off, but his eyes were complicated and his face was solemn.
The world didn’t know, but Lin Yun’s choice was already known in advance.
It’s just that I can’t figure out why Lin Yun made such an unexpected choice.
“Thank you, Brother Ming, for sending me.”
The four transcendent sects of the Great Qin Empire, together with the Qin Tian Academy, recruit people in the imperial capital every winter.
The empire has more than one hundred counties, known as the country of one hundred counties, located in the border Qingyang county. In the depths, not to mention a shudder in the sea, but it is nothing.
This place is too chaotic, not suitable for family business, and they are all desperadoes.
Unlike other counties, there are at least a thousand-year-old clan, as a clan, at least a thousand years to dare to talk about the details.
If it is less than a thousand years, it can only be regarded as a poor family, and cannot be called a clan.
As for the four great clans in the Great Qin Empire, Zhou, Wang, Lin, and Li, let alone, they are all wealthy clans and have a pivotal position in the empire.
Among the hundreds of counties, there are countless talents and leaders. It is like a sky full of stars, looking at the eyes of flowers.
Qintian County, where the imperial capital is located, is a place where stars gather and clans stand.
The Great Qin Empire, able to set the capital here, naturally fancy geomantic omen and spiritual energy.
Not only the Great Qin Empire, but the mountain gates of the four transcendent sects also occupy four treasures of geomantic omen in Qintian County.
The land of a county was almost full of the top forces and wealthy families of the Great Qin Empire.
Everyone knows that the imperial capital gathers the luck of the entire Great Qin Empire.
The competition is fierce, as you can imagine.
All forces that can gain a foothold in Qin Tian County should not be underestimated. Anyone who wants to be famous in Qin has to make a name in Qin Tian County.
Every winter moon is the most lively season in the imperial capital.
The leaders from the counties of the Great Qin Empire will be like crucian carp crossing the river, riding the wind and waves, squeezing toward the imperial capital.
Even if you can’t enter the four major sects and Qintian Academy, it is very good to be able to establish a foothold in Qintian County.
“I’ve already told you about the situation in the imperial capital, so I won’t say more. It’s just Lin Yun, I’m still very strange, why did you choose to go to the Lingxiao sword pavilion?”
Ming Ye couldn’t help it after all, and asked.
Why?
With Bai Lixuan’s position in the High Heaven sword pavilion, like a day in the sky, going on an adventure is not just looking for death.
Lin Yun whispered: “Ten days ago, I thought of a sentence.”
“What are you talking about?”
“If you have the heart of a tiger, you can smell the fragrance of flowers no matter where you are.”
Ming Ye moved in his heart and raised his eyebrows: “Yes, since the fragrance of flowers can be smelled everywhere, why not go to Xuan Tianzong.”
Lin Yun said faintly: “Yes, the fragrance of flowers can be smelled everywhere. But have you ever seen a tiger rule in a group of monkeys? You must have the heart of a tiger before you can smell the fragrance of flowers. My horse is the wildest. Blood Dragon Horse, my sword is the most proud sword, my heart is naturally fierce!”
Ming Ye paused and went to Xuan Tianzong, and he could naturally smell the fragrance of flowers.
Ke Xin… will it still be the heart of the tiger?
No, unless Lin Yun gives up kendo, he has only one place to go to become a tiger.
The Lingxiao sword pavilion, other than that, was a choice for the weak.
People can die, swords can be broken, but you can’t shrink from the heart of swords.
Suddenly, Ming Ye laughed: “I understand, if you have the heart of a fierce tiger, why are you afraid of the sword, the sea of flames, and the flames and gusts. If that is the case, what can’t be done for the Lingxiao sword pavilion!”
It’s a dragon, not a worm, a tiger, not a monkey.
Determined to become a tiger, naturally drink the strongest wine, kill the most hated people, and smell the most beautiful floral fragrance!
Lin Yun smiled and said, “Brother Ming, understand me. Half a year ago, there was one person who gave me away. I thought that this way, I was afraid that no one would understand, and I didn’t dare to send me away. I didn’t expect that there would be brother Ming like this after half a year. friend.”
Six months ago, when he left Qingyunzong, the young master Bai Yufan sent him off.
Half a year later, he went through life and death in Qingyang County, and grew up to the five congenital orifices.
In half a year, with a flick of his finger, the four major gates at the beginning seemed to be unattainable thresholds, with the four innate faculties.
Today, he has not only reached, even exceeded a point.
At the age of sixteen, reaching this level of cultivation is nothing if you look at the entire Great Qin Empire.
But if it were to be counted, the Purple Kite Sword Art he cultivated would not be the same.
For half a year, most of them walk alone.
Before leaving, it is a great thing to be able to see someone off.
“Thank you, it’s just this parting, I don’t know when we will meet again.”
Ming Ye smiled bitterly, he was about the same as Lin Yunxiu, but he was three years old.
The four major sects are extremely strict, and they will not be admitted if they are under the age of seventeen.
Even if he stayed in the imperial capital forcibly, everyone would be ignorant.
This difference can be regarded as a permanent formula.
“Take care of yourself.”
Lin Yun patted the opponent and said in a deep voice, Ming Ye will dominate Qingyang County next. To smooth out the Blood Cloud Sect and the Jin Yan Sect, the danger is not much worse than Lin Yun’s going to the Lingxiao sword pavilion.
“Bon Voyage.”
Turning on his horse, Lin Yun clamped his legs, and the blood dragon horse galloped on the road.
The blood dragon immediately, the breeze was blowing, Lin Yun’s black hair, rippling with the wind, many past events came to mind.
This is his second parting. Many people and many things are buried in the flying dust.
He will forget more people and more things.
But some people will stay in his memory forever, unable to forget. Old Hong’s hatred, Su Ziyao’s love… will all gather in the sect, the imperial capital full of wealthy clans, with unfinished stories written.
There will be past events, buried in the dust, and cause and effect, all the way forward.
The imperial capital is a door, a door that really leads him to the world of martial arts, with gold and iron horses, passion and blood, and conspiracy and tricks, right and wrong.
In Ming Ye’s gaze, Lin Yun carried the sword box on his back, moving forward, with wind blowing and dust falling.
As it rises and falls, it drifts away until it disappears at the end of the field of vision.