Chapter 335: Princess Fenghua
Naturally, it is reminiscent of Bai Lixuan, who was ranked in the rankings with his innate realm.
After returning to Luojia Mountain, Lin Yun and her acquaintances said hello, and then went to Senior Sister Xinyan’s residence.
Unfortunately, his eldest brother Tianbang disciple Xinjue was among them.
The other brothers and sisters were chatting about the housework, so Lin Yun naturally didn’t bother much, and he was ready to leave after saying hello.
“What are you going to leave? Hey, brother just happened to talk about you.”
However, Xin Yan smiled Qiao Yanran, her beautiful eyes gleaming, and she pulled Lin Yun back.
Speaking of me?
Lin Yun couldn’t help but looked at Xin Jue with curiosity. He admired this strong man on the top ranking list.
At first glance, he couldn’t help but be slightly surprised.
Although Xin Jue’s cultivation base has always been unfathomable to him, it is impossible to ponder. But compared to the last time I met, this time seeing you again, it’s obviously a different feeling.
The breath of the whole body, like a vast ocean, majestic and majestic, and as powerful as the sea, has reached a certain level of consummation.
It gives people a lofty and heavy sense of oppression.
“Brother Xinjue, have you broken through?” Lin Yun lost his voice.
A smile flashed across Xin Jue’s face, and he nodded slightly: “Half a month ago, I was successfully promoted to the Xuanwu Tenth. There have been rumors before that I was no less inferior to Ba Gongzi, but only I knew the gap. Now it’s this step. I can barely compete with them.”
Although he is humble, the self-confidence he can show is quite obvious.
“You seem to have just fought with someone?”
His eyes fell on Lin Yun, and Xin Jue frowned slightly.
Lin Yun nodded, without concealing it, and briefly recounted the battle with the Eight King Kong.
Xinyan’s face became dark when she heard the words, and she said coldly: “It’s okay to teach you a lesson, otherwise, you really feel like you are a soft persimmon and just squeeze it.”
A gleam of light flashed in Xin Jue’s eyes, and the expression on Lin Yun was obviously more unexpected.
After a while, Qi chuckled softly: “I was a little worried before, but now it seems that I don’t have any scruples.”
“Worry?”
Lin Yun was puzzled.
Xin Jue whispered: “I came today, and I came to see you specially. Seven days later, it will be Princess Fenghua’s birthday banquet. All major sects will go to congratulate you. Brother Ye is in retreat, so I will lead the team at the Lingxiao Jiange.”
Lin Yun knew that the Senior Brother Ye he was talking about was the number one Ye Feng in the Jiange Heavenly Ranking.
“Professor Mei asked me to take you with me, and get to know the masters of other sects. I was worried before that if you first enter the inner sect, if you encounter the provocations of other sects’ disciples, you will suffer. Now it seems that you are too worried. NS.”
Xin Jue talked about the cause and effect.
Xin Yan smiled lightly, and said: “After all, this Princess Fenghua hasn’t hosted a birthday party for five years. Now that she is hosting a birthday party, I don’t know what the excitement will be like.”
Princess Fenghua, is the number one beauty in the Great Qin Empire, does she have an old princess with Young Master Liu?
It’s not bad to have some insights.
But as Xinjue said, if the disciples get together, there will inevitably be conflicts. Everyone in the empire is martial, competitive and eager to win, and it is human nature, not to mention that the people who can appear in the princess feast must be the leaders of the people, the enchanting sects.
Such a grand event, I am afraid it will be quite interesting.
The three talked very happily. In addition to the princess’s birthday party, Lin Yun also asked Xinjue many questions about martial arts practice.
The other party knew everything, did not conceal the least, and even personally pointed out his cultivation skills and swordsmanship.
When he left, Lin Yun had gained a lot, and even some confusion about Shuiyue’s swordsmanship had solved some doubts.
Behind the Lingxiao sword pavilion, there is a vast and uninterrupted mountain range called the Nirvana Mountain Range.
This mountain range is famous in Qintian County. It is not only the Lingxiao sword pavilion, but the other three sects are also built on the edge of this mountain range, but in different directions.
The monster beasts of the Silence Mountain range vertically and horizontally, extending all the way, even passing through several surrounding empires.
On weekdays, there will be many sect disciples who will practice here. Fight monsters, practice martial arts, and accumulate bloodthirsty energy.
It’s just that the metropolis chooses the fringe area, and the depths of this mountain range are full of dangers. At the core, even the elders of the various sects in the purple house dared not easily set foot.
The gray mist will not dissipate all year round, forming a poisonous miasma, from time to time there will be vigorous beast roars, which makes the heart palpitating.
The scorching sun hangs high, and the violent sunlight falls in the gray poisonous miasma, reflecting the colorful colors. At first glance, the colorful camouflage light, shrouded in the poisonous miasma, is very strange.
The terrifying poisonous miasma is one of the important reasons why sect disciples dare not go deep.
If the cultivation is not good enough, or even unable to stay for a long time, the accumulation of miasma will form deadly toxins in the body.
In the poisonous fog, on a lonely hill, Lin Yun stood with his sword box on his back and holding his hand.
After bidding farewell to the Xinyan brothers and sisters, he did not rest, leading the blood dragon horse and went out.
Seven days later, it was Princess Fenghua’s birthday banquet. He wanted to improve Shuiyue’s swordsmanship in such a short period of time.
Naturally, you can’t follow common sense, you have to find a dangerous place to practice swordsmanship in actual combat.
The Silence Mountain is the place he chose.
Without knowing it, after spending three days in the mountains, Lin Yun restlessly practiced this Shuiyue sword technique almost endlessly.
The power of the spirit-level super-grade swordsmanship is indeed powerful, and it only shows its amazing power at the beginning.
But as Tang Tong said, it was indeed elusive and weird.
If ordinary people encounter such troubles, they must be swearing, and quickly find a way to choose another sword technique is the right way.
But Lin Yun didn’t like that. He didn’t eat or drink for three days and three nights, and he had another insight in this reckless mountain.
“The wind has no phase, but the cloud is impermanent; the mountain is powerful, but the water is invisible.”
Vaguely, Lin Yun felt that the so-called Shuiyue sword technique was suddenly strong and weak. It is not only its shortcomings, but one of its advantages. The mountains are powerful, majestic and heavy, but water is invisible, but they are infinitely changeable, inclusive of all things, and inclusive of hundreds of rivers.
The tangible mountain can only accommodate the grass and trees in the mountain, and the invisible water stops, but it can accommodate everything in the world.
Aside from discussing which one is higher and which is lower, this Shuiyue swordsmanship must have a different approach, which is definitely not what Tang Tong said.
He has cultivated this Shuiyue sword technique to great success, and its power is stable and cannot be changed. Compared with other super-grade sword techniques, it is far different, and he must have practiced in the wrong direction.
On the hill, Lin Yun’s gaze fell in the gray poisonous fog thousands of meters away. In the fog, two ferocious and huge black shadows tangled together, bursting out a harsh roar.
Occasionally, there were violent collisions, and there were loud noises and terrible roars, which contained terrifying evil spirits.
Huh!
A beast figure broke through the poisonous fog, broke dozens of ancient trees that support the sky, and appeared in Lin Yun’s field of vision.