The first thousand eight hundred and five chapters

The first thousand eight hundred and five chapters

Lin Yun left calmly, and Mingzong disciples greeted him all the way, and waited for Mingzong to divide the rudder.

He took out the jade bottle and whispered to himself: “Qiankun good luck pill? Take it in Nirvana? Good thing, accept it.”

After walking far, he tore off the black cloth on his head at will.

When the people of Mingzong discovered that Huang Xuanyi was dead, Lin Yun had already come to Tianxiang Palace and saw Mu Xueling.

It was fairly easy to enter Tianxiang Palace. He walked in casually like Gu Jun, and only recovered his true appearance after seeing Mu Xueling.

Mu Xueling’s body was bathed in Ruoyouruowu’s holy brilliance, draped on her like morning light, holy and light.

By her side, Yue Weiwei was lying on the jade bed, still awake.

“How long will Weiwei have to sleep?”

Lin Yun was prepared for Yue Weiwei’s deep sleep, and the opponent used power that did not belong to her in the battle three days ago.

“Maybe three months, six months.”

Mu Xueling said lightly without looking back at Lin Yun.

Lin Yun walked forward and looked at Yue Weiwei with her eyes closed, silent.

He was actually quite surprised that day, this girl seemed weak, but deep down she was extremely strong.

“Nothing will happen, right?” Lin Yun asked uneasy.

Mu Xueling turned around and said: “No, but I’m going to take her back. She has to formally inherit the blood of the sky demon.”

“What is the existence of the Sky Demon bloodline?”

“Go out first.”

The two left the cave together and came to the sacred lake of Snow Mountain.

Mu Xueling looked at the holy lake where the snowflakes were flying, and said softly, “Do you know the difference between the Monster Race and the Orc Race?”

“knowledge.”

Lin Yun nodded.

Both the monster clan and the beast clan come from the line of monster beasts. After the monsters evolve continuously, they can choose two directions, transforming into a human being a monster, and constantly returning to an ancestor is a beast.

Over time, many monsters remained in human form and passed down, and the concept of monster clan gradually passed down the two.

The demon race was born in the form of a human race, but still possessed the blood of a demon in the body, and became a separate race.

In the end, most demons were even more handsome than humans.

Orc races drifted away, returning to their ancestors to strengthen their physical bodies, and the two races came out of the same line, but ended up being very different.

After listening to Mu Xueling, he groaned: “The demon race has evolved to the final bloodline of the sky demon, and the beast race evolves to the final bloodline of the wild. One is the ancient sky demon and the other is the prehistoric ancestor. The demon clan held an ancient ceremony, sacrificed with the blood of the gods, and inherited the power of the ancient heavenly demon.”

Lin Yun said: “This is a good thing.”

“It’s not necessarily a good thing for Weiwei, otherwise she won’t always stay away from the mountain. Once she inherits the power of the sky demon, it will be very difficult to leave the demon clan, just like the prince inherited the throne. There are many things. You don’t know.” Mu Xueling said meaningfully.

Lin Yun was noncommittal and did not excuse.

He really knows very little about Yue Weiwei’s past and family, and he only knows a general concept of the monster race itself.

I only know that the demon clan now lives far overseas, thrives and thrives in a place called the Sky Demon Continent, and has already left the Kunlun Continent for many years.

Lin Yun turned the subject away and said: “There are rumors that Qinglong Ce is in the hands of the sage elders. I have always been curious if it is true? What is the relationship between the dragon envoy and the emperor dragon order?”

In fact, he had long wanted to know what was going on with that emperor dragon order, and Tian Xuanzi called her the god dragon envoy, which also puzzled Lin Yun.

Lin Yun could clearly feel that after Yue Weiwei fell asleep, Mu Xueling’s attitude towards herself had changed a lot, and she was rather dissatisfied.

Of course, she couldn’t fully tell from her expression and tone.

Mu Xueling was able to treat herself so well because of Yue Weiwei, and Lin Yun didn’t ask before because of this relationship.

The other party seems to be very close, and the courtesy is thoughtful, but in fact the heart is far and far away, and it always seems to be thousands of miles away, cold as an iceberg.

I’m leaving now, so it’s better to ask more clearly.

Mu Xueling said faintly: “If you don’t ask about this, I will also tell you that Qinglong Ce has never been a kingdom artifact of the Shenlong Empire. It was the Lord God Ancestor who gave it to Tianxiang Shenshan for safekeeping before leaving Kunlun. Never said that it would be handed over to the Shenlong Empire.”

“Then why…”

Just as Lin Yun was about to speak, Mu Xueling interrupted: “Listen to me. Tianxiang Shenshan never came out of the world, whether it was the several god wars of the year or the dark turmoil of Kunlun. It’s just that the saint and the ancestor of the gods. It’s because of the wrong hand, and this incense has been passed down, so Qinglong Ce will be kept for him.”

Lin Yun thoughtfully, Mu Xueling meant that Tianxiang Shenshan didn’t care about Qinglongce.

If it were not for the adult’s order, Tianxiang Shenshan would not accept it at all.

“Qinglong Ce symbolizes the luck of the Shenlong Era. The adult left many treasures in the Qinglong Ce. There are many coveted people, but no one has succeeded. Even when the nine emperors joined forces, they did not ask for the slightest in the hands of Shenshan. It’s cheap, and it’s better than Nandi, but it’s also interesting and retreat.”

Mu Xueling did not have the slightest mood swing, but when she said this, her expression changed slightly: “But someone came three years ago…”

three years ago?

Lin Yun wondered in his heart that he and Su Ziyao had just left the Floating Cloud Sword Sect for the deserted ancient land when he separated from Su Ziyao three years ago.

“Three years ago, a woman came. The test that the Nine Emperors failed to pass was passed one by one. I had to follow the instructions of the adult and take the Qinglong strategy down the mountain to complete this task for the Shenlong Empress.”

Lin Yun’s expression changed slightly and said, “Who is that woman?”

“You know.” Mu Xueling turned around.

Lin Yun’s breathing became a little quick, and without waiting for him to speak, Mu Xueling raised her eyes and said: “Don’t guess, it’s the person you want in your heart.”

The other party’s eyes were aggressive, making it difficult for Lin Yun to breathe. She was obviously not angry or angry, but it put a lot of pressure on people.

Lin Yun encountered this kind of thing that was seen through his mind for the first time, and only after a while said, “Su Ziyao?”

“Yes, Ninth Princess Su Ziyao.”

Mu Xueling continued: “After passing the test, she will have to compete with the people in the mountain. It is Yue Weiwei who is facing her.”

“How can this be……”

Lin Yun muttered to himself, for a while, Yue Weiwei and Su Ziyao had already met?

But after thinking about it, Lin Yun should have guessed that Yue Weiwei must have known that Su Ziyao existed and was no stranger to her.

After leaving Lei Island that day and seeing the little princess of the Ji family at Shenhuang Mountain, Yue Weiwei once said that except for the jewel in the palm of the Ji family.

There are also two women, the three goddesses most men in the Kunlun world want to marry.

The other is Mojia Mo Qianqian, and the remaining one is someone Lin Yun knows, and now he thinks it should be Su Ziyao.

“Why is it impossible? You don’t think this is the first time they have met, right?”

Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun lightly.

She is very calm, but Lin Yun has set off a stormy sea in her heart. Have they met before?

This is too magical!

Lin Yun calculated the time, which should mean before Yue Weiwei and Su Ziyao descended to the Xuanhuang Realm.

“She never told me…”

Lin Yun’s expression changed, and he muttered to himself.

“She said it.”

Mu Xueling said coldly: “Have you forgotten? She said that she didn’t care.”

If Lin Yun was struck by lightning, this was what Yue Weiwei said in front of Shuangyue Lake, Brother Yun, Weiwei didn’t care.

At that time, Lin Yun didn’t dare to look at the other person’s gaze, but now that he thought about it, he knew how important the weight of this sentence was.

Lin Yun took a deep breath, not calming down for a long time.

“These words, this saint does not intend to tell you, I have told you all today, but I want you to understand and don’t hurt her anymore.”

Standing in the snow, Mu Xueling looked at the holy lake and said calmly: “You have hurt her twice, but there are only three things.”

Huh!

She stretched out her hand to catch a piece of snowflakes, and then flew out at will. When it fell on the lake, the entire holy lake was instantly frozen.

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, shuddering.

“If Weiwei is awake, I would not dare to tell you these words…a flower blooms only for a tree, and a month comes only for one person. What is love? What is the meaning of love?”

Mu Xueling had said many things to Lin Yun before, but this sentence was whispered to himself, not knowing who would listen to it.

If there is an afterlife, don’t be infatuated.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly, and he didn’t understand what the saint elder said. He had persuaded others, but he didn’t expect that he was still trapped by love.

“Under the Three Life Tree, I have made a promise that I will live up to the moon in this life. My fate is here, and I am Yue Yonghui.”

Lin Yun’s eyes were firm, and he said in a deep voice.

The two stood on the banks of the holy lake and did not speak for a long time.

Lin Yun broke the silence and said: “The holy elder invited me to Tianxiang Shenshan before, but sincerely?”

“no.”

Mu Xueling shook her head and said, “True or false, it’s just to confuse others.”

“Why?”

Lin Yunqi said.

“Why do you want to enter the sacred mountain, do you want to become a person like this saint?” Mu Xueling said suddenly.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart that you are good like this… but he clearly felt that when Mu Xueling said this, he was hiding endless loneliness.

“I stay here for three days and leave after three days.”

Lin Yun ended the conversation, turned around and walked on the holy lake, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the lake.

Three days.

Lin Yun either practiced the profound thunder sword technique, or observed the profound thunder sacred code, or looked at the sleeping Yue Weiwei.

On this day, amidst heavy snowfall, thunder light flickered.

Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and moved around above the lake. His figure appeared and disappeared, and the burial flower was like a thunder snake.

Once it is pierced, it is as fast as a shock, piercing at an angle that ordinary people can’t imagine.

After another half-hour, Lin Yun split into two above the lake.

One figure holds the mysterious tortoise seal, and the other figure pinches the thunder snake seal, each performing the same set of mysterious thunder swordsmanship.

Rumble!

In the changing vision, the sound of the sword whizzed through the world.

The strongest spear and the strongest shield, the visions of the evolution of the two silhouettes are constantly changing. In the end, the thunder snake transforms into nine giant pythons, and the holy patterns on the back of the mysterious tortoise are crisscrossed like a chessboard.

Huh!

The two figures overlapped, and Lin Yun exhaled a suffocating breath in the hand of the funeral flower. This sword technique finally became barely small from entry.

There are still many things that are not understood, and the true meaning has not yet been grasped.

There are a total of nine strokes in this swordsmanship, and Lin Yun can basically use them, but he obviously feels that the flaws are very large, and they are not enough to really deal with the enemy.

He returned the sword to its sheath and walked to a stone table by the lake.

It was getting late and the snow was flying.

Mu Xueling walked out of the cave, Lin Yun raised his eyes and smiled: “Holy elder, can you have a drink?”

“One cup.”

Mu Xueling was taken aback for a while, answered briefly, and walked over directly.

“I remember that when I first came to Tianxiang Palace, the Holy Elder gave me a pot of Wanhua Wine. I have to leave tonight. I also gave the Holy Elder a glass of wine. Thank you for your care in Tianxiang Palace.”

As Lin Yun said, he took out the jug containing the demigod wine.

When the pure golden demigod wine was poured out from the mouth of the pot, Mu Xueling’s expression changed slightly and she raised her eyes and said, “Demigod wine.”