The first thousand six hundred and seventy-two chapters Jianxin

One thousand six hundred and seventy-two chapters

“What is the origin of the holy elder? No matter how she is, she will be a half holy.” Lin Yun looked at Gu Jundao and asked tentatively.

Gu Jun smiled and said: “Holy elders are not simply half-holy. If she is only half-holy in martial arts, she may enter the holy realm at any time. But if it is other, she is already a real holy realm powerhouse. , Otherwise do you think Jiang Yu is so jealous of her?”

Can you be promoted to the strongest of the holy realm at any time?

Lin Yun muttered in his heart for a while, and couldn’t help saying: “How old is this sage elder?”

Gu Jun gave him a white look and said: “How do I know that I am younger than me anyway, and you think I will ask? Isn’t this going to kill you?”

After a pause, Gu Jun said again: “You kid don’t try to test me, just tell you directly, the sage elders martial arts cultivation is nothing, the real power is the spiritual strength cultivation and the musical skills.”

“She is a genuine Sky Profound Master, and her spiritual strength cultivation base has long been comparable to that of a holy realm powerhouse. As for the rhythm, the tone of the emperor has nine ranks, at least the third rank and above. I don’t know if there are other methods. ”

Lin Yun pondered: “What is your spiritual strength cultivation base?”

“Thirteenth Stage Great Perfection Saint Profound Master.”

“You can’t tell, you are actually the pinnacle Saint Profound Master, and you are only one step away from the Sky Profound Master.” Lin Yun said.

The Saint Profound Master has a total of 13 ranks, the first ten ranks roughly correspond to the nine levels of the dragon vein realm, and the latter three ranks are equivalent to the three great realms of the life and death realm.

When Lin Yun was cultivating in the Nine Lotus Sacred Chart, he felt that after the tenth rank, it was extremely difficult for him to increase his spiritual strength.

Each of the last three ranks is as difficult as reaching the sky. If there is no chance, most people will be stuck at the threshold of the tenth rank Saint Profound Master throughout their lives.

Gu Jun can reach the realm of the thirteenth-rank Saint Profound Master, and coupled with his own martial arts cultivation base, even if he is against a general semi-sage, he will not be afraid.

No wonder it was so arrogant on the street!

“Oh, your kid is really a layman.”

Gu Jun said to Lin Yun like an idiot: “Promoting to the Profound Master of Heaven is even more difficult than being promoted to the Holy One. I have stopped this step for hundreds of years.”

“How powerful is the Profound Master of Heaven, plus the voice of the Lord of God. Let me tell you this, the great sage can’t come out, it is almost impossible to really kill the sage elder.”

Lin Yun’s face changed completely now.

Gu Jun said so bluntly, he finally understood how strong Mu Xueling really was, and how much he had been killed in the first place.

“Haha, are you scared?”

Gu Jun smiled and said: “When you kid molested the holy elders, our group of elders were all scared and stupid. Your kid is really bold!”

“Behind in the Hall of Law Enforcement, I still have to teach the Saint Elders to play music, so the Saint elders have such a mind. You don’t know how many times you have died when you are someone else.”

Lin Yun realized that afterwards, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

He always knew that Mu Xueling was very strong, but he never thought about how strong the opponent was, because the opponent looked very young and rarely released Shengwei.

On weekdays, I am very cold, not happy or sad, and I can’t see too many mood swings.

As a result, people will always have an illusion, but Gu Jun said that Mu Xueling’s strength is roughly equivalent to that of Sword Sect Master Mu Xuankong.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt a little desperate.

If someone feels that Jianzong molested Mu Xuankong, they would be killed on the spot.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: “It’s really dying, by the way, how could she have an emperor’s order?”

“I really don’t know this.”

Gu Jun’s face changed, and he touched his beard.

“You must have guessed, just talk about it.” Lin Yun knew that Gu Jun was lying.

Gu Jun glared at Lin Yun and said, “Then I will say it casually, and you will also listen casually. It may be related to Qinglong Ce.”

Qinglong Strategy, the artifact of Zhenguo?

Lin Yun’s surface was calm, but there was a big wave in his heart. This Mu Xueling… is a little too scary.

“Tianxiang Shenshan is very mysterious, and the Nine Emperors didn’t dare to rush into it when they joined forces.” Gu Jun sighed leisurely.

“Let’s go, I’ll calm down. By the way, just get two dragon tendons at random, it doesn’t need to be too good.” Lin Yun warned.

The Xiqin in his hand is very strong. It is made of Fusang Shenmu. As long as it can make a sound, it can be as powerful as an organ.

Its use is not as broad as the organ, but once it is truly sacrificed, it will definitely exist as a big killer.

After all, Feng Leiqin only lifted the first ban, and this common instrument, no matter how powerful it is, the other party can always have some countermeasures.

But Xi Qin had long since been lost, and even Mu Xueling had never mastered it.

…

That night, the sky was full of stars.

Cool breeze blows, Tianxiang Palace Lingbo Pavilion courtyard.

Lin Yun was practicing the sword, his speed of swinging the sword was very slow, and he released all the sword intent of the sky.

The dark night, accompanied by the burial of the foil in his hand, seemed so gloomy and scary. He was cautious every step he took, and the speed of his sword was terribly slow.

Along with the movement of the steps, Lin Yun urged the heart of the God of Firefly Sword, and his mind was more focused than ever.

Hum!

Suddenly, Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, and a little bit of starlight in the night bloomed like fireflies.

Rumble!

Lin Yun instantly burst into a boundless sword power, this sword power rushed into the sky, almost torn the sky to pieces.

“Successful.”

Lin Yun looked happy.

Click!

The ridiculous face solidified before it dissipated. The fireflies were like glass plates bursting little by little, and the sword force fell apart in the blink of an eye.

A small part of the sword intent came back, rushing into Lin Yun’s body, pouting, his face changed, and a mouthful of blood came out.

“It’s so difficult…”

Lin Yun wiped away the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his eyes showed a sad color, and he failed again.

I can’t remember how many times I failed, and I failed every time at this point.

Logically speaking, he has the sword intent of the sky, and now his cultivation has reached the late stage of the seventh stage of the dragon veins, he can barely try to cultivate.

But still can’t get in, let alone Xiaocheng can’t even get started.

Is it the master who said it wrong, or am I too bad?

Lin Yun couldn’t help but wonder. He lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky, and his thoughts quickly drifted to Jianzong.

Floating to the Taolin Cave House of Jianzong, the day when practicing swords with the master.

If you are still in Jianzong, why is it so.

Lin Yun felt a bit bitter in his heart, and finally had a home in Kunlun, but he was changed and left before he was stable.

How is Master now?

There is only five years of life, after being forced to come to the real body, how much is left of Master’s life?

Four years?

Three years?

It’s still two years…

Tianxuanzi, you are so disgusting.

Why is there such a vicious person! !

Lin Yun saw waves of killing intent in his eyes, and the killing intent soon became uncontrollable. Finally, his right fist clenched tightly and slammed to the ground.

“I will kill you!”

Lin Yun said with a grim expression, gritted his teeth.

Huh!

He stood up suddenly, his eyes flickered, and after a moment he had a decision in his heart.

…

Half an hour later, Lin Yun came to Lingshan where Mu Xueling was.

Mu Xueling owns a spiritual mountain named Shuihanshan alone in Tianxiang Palace, which is colder than Snow Mountain.

Of course, except for Yue Weiwei.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and walked towards the mountain, and unexpectedly discovered that this Lingshan had no restrictions except that it was colder and colder.

The Shuihan Mountain is very large, with many buildings and palaces on it.

But there is no one. If Shuihanshan itself is very cold, this empty palace will feel even colder.

“Does Mu Xueling really live here?”

Lin Yun muttered to himself, this is too cold.

Although the snow-capped mountains are cold, Yue Weiwei is also very boring, but Lin Wan and Luo Shuyi are still with him.

There are also many disciples practicing in the middle of the mountain. As the place where the Holy Veins of Tianxiang Palace is located, it is quite lively on weekdays.

But this cold water mountain is cold and scary. It should have been inhabited in the past, but now they have all moved away.

There was still no one at the top of the mountain, except for a piano platform, only the cold wind howled.

The Holy Elder is not here?

Just as Lin Yun was at a loss, a strange noise came from the bottom of the cliff, and Lin Yun stepped forward and looked down.

At the bottom of the cliff, beside the flowing stream of the waterfall, there was a figure playing a pipa.

It was a quiet valley, where the rhyme reverberated and the sound of heavenly singing resounded.

Lin Yun was startled for a while, the other party was singing Xiao Hongchen.

Hong Chen is so ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring.

The song sang in her mouth, a little bit less free and easy, and a little bit more lonely.

The valley itself was cold, and the notes seemed even colder when I thought of it.

Lin Yun stiffened his scalp and jumped down and landed in the valley against the cold wind. He waited for the other party to finish playing before he was ready to speak.

“You came.”

However, Mu Xueling spoke first, and she was not surprised by Lin Yun’s arrival.

Lin Yun nodded, and then stepped forward to tell the other party about his troubles.

Mu Xueling’s emotions did not fluctuate, but a touch of disappointment seemed to flash in his eyes, and he whispered softly: “Ben Sheng thought you came to ask me about the rhythm.”

Lin Yun said, “I am a swordsman after all.”

“It doesn’t matter, it’s the same, this saint can teach you.” Mu Xueling said softly.

Can you really teach?

Huh!

Without giving Lin Yun time to wonder, Mu Xueling stretched out a hand, and a slender long sword jumped out of the water.

“Lin Xiao, pull out your sword and use all your swordsmanship to fight with me. I will use the same cultivation base and martial arts will as you.”

“Yes, Holy Elder.” Lin Yun pulled out the funeral foil.

“Sword out.”

“Yes.”

Lin Yun drew his sword out of its sheath, and the moment the Sky Sky’s sword intent was released, a sword stabbed at the opponent cleanly.

Mu Xueling held the sword in his right hand, only moving slightly.

Cang!

When the two swords touched, Lin Yun felt a strange force suppressing his sword intent. Before he could stop, Mu Xueling’s sword fell on his neck.

“You lost.” Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun and said, “Come again.”

Lin Yun’s sword intent in the sky has filled his body just now, but if the other party really wants to swing a sword, it is difficult for Lin Yun to guarantee that he will be able to avoid this sword.

The opponent’s sword is very scary.

“Yes!”

Lin Yun shot again.

Qiang Qiang!

In the secluded valley, sparks splashed everywhere, and Lin Yun lost nine times in a row.

The most successful one also resisted Mu Xueling’s nine moves.

“Your swordsmanship doesn’t seem to be very good…” Mu Xueling said puzzledly: “Are you really a Yaoguang disciple?”

Lin Yun felt ashamed.

It was really embarrassing to be looked down upon by a Sile.

But in any case, Lin Yun’s sword moves can always be found flaws by the opponent, and the opponent’s sword intent is wave after wave, but there is no flaw at all.

Easily defeated myself.

“No, this saint didn’t laugh at Yaoguang and you, just wondering why you have such a strong kendo attainment, why you haven’t mastered Jianxin.”,

Mu Xueling said in deep thought, “This saint has just imitated some lucid swordsman methods.”

“What is Jianxin?”

Lin Yun moved in his heart and said hurriedly.

“The problem shouldn’t be a big deal. This saint teaches you to master the swordsmanship cultivation. Come with me.”

Mu Xueling threw the sword into the stream and walked in front. Lin Yun quickly followed the sage elder of the iceberg.