Chapter 419
If not, he comprehended the profound meaning of Yun’s impermanence in the battle, and thus mastered the last move of the Shuiyue swordsmanship.
Even if it is the slightest trace, it will not exist, and all the talents will doubt whether it really existed.
But on the tenth floor of the treasure hall, there is nothing after all. There is no cloud, no rain, only a word left by a man many, many years ago.
My sword, the glory will last forever.
“A sword is like a dream.”
Lin Yun feels lost, softly muttering to himself, a little sad.
He now fully understood why the other temples in the magic lotus secret realm were all destroyed. Only this black lotus palace exists alone. This is the inheritance of a group of people who used their lives to protect it in order to allow future generations to benefit from it.
The inheritance is immortal, and the glory is forever.
The man in black and the man in white are both the men back then. The cloud is an unforgettable dream from life to death, and the rain is the fault left by the joys and sorrows of life.
“time to go.”
On the tenth floor of the treasure hall, there are no treasures and no legends.
But Lin Yun was full of rewards, without a trace of regret, and painted the most perfect end to the experience of the magic lotus secret realm.
Exterminate the wasteland.
The elders and disciples of the major sects of the Great Qin Empire stared at the black lotus in the center of the formation, their expressions were quite nervous.
Logically speaking, this secret realm should have been closed long ago.
But right now the black lotus is still there, which can only show that Lin Yun is still alive in the tenth floor of the palace.
The longer it lasts, it means that Lin Yun has a greater chance of passing the ten-layer test.
The expressions of the core disciples of each sect were a bit complicated.
Climbing to the top ten floors is far enough to become a legend. Is it true that today, do you really want to witness the legend?
In the Moyue Villa camp, Shui Wuhen, who had recovered from his injuries, had no expression on his face and said nothing.
Suddenly, his face changed slightly, opened his palms, and received a wiping snowflake in mid-air.
“Snowing?”
Looking at the palm of the palm, the crystal clear white, cold and cold snowflakes, water Wuhen’s eyes flashed with strange light.
“What the hell, this Silent Wasteland is hot all year round, and it is impossible for even a drop of water to fall. Why is it snowing for no apparent reason.”
“It’s a weird thing.”
All the major sects in the wasteland were puzzled by this sudden heavy snowfall.
Only some elderly people looked a little excited in their eyes.
“The legend seems to be true. As long as someone passes the tenth test, the snow will cover the entire wasteland.”
“In that case, Lin Yun passed the test?”
“It can’t be wrong. The vision can’t be created out of thin air. This time the High Heaven sword pavilion has really made a lot of money. I don’t know what treasures there will be in the tenth floor.”
At first, the snowflakes were still sparse, but after a while, the snow fell more and more fiercely.
In a short while, the entire Silent Wasteland was covered with a thick layer.
Accompanied by the flying snow, the entire dying wasteland gradually boiled.
Today, they all witnessed a legend with their own eyes.
Next time, there will be snow again in this extinguished wasteland, but I don’t know when to wait.
One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years?
“Out!”
At this moment, the formation was accompanied by a flash of light, and Lin Yun, who had crushed the jade slip, appeared in everyone’s field of vision.
Countless eyes, through the heavy snow, fell on Lin Yun at the same time.
Moyue Villa’s Shui Wuhen, his eyes also fell on Lin Yun, and doubts flashed in his eyes.
He could sense that Lin Yun’s cultivation base and sword intent had not changed much from before he climbed the tenth floor. But there was an extra, incomprehensible temperament on his body.
Lin Yun, whose cultivation base was obviously lower than him, made him completely unable to see through.
What has he experienced on the tenth floor?
“Little Junior Brother!”
Lin Yun, who was still wondering whether he had been teleported to the wrong place, was relieved after hearing a few familiar voices.
The figure flickered, and after a few breaths, he came to the Jiange camp.
“Little Junior Brother, you finally figured it out, I want to kill you.”
Xin Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, her pretty face in the snow and ice, showing her delicate redness and adding her femininity.
“Little Junior Brother, you have created a legend!”
Tang Tong was a little bit incoherent with excitement. After seeing Lin Yun, he hurried over.
There was a burst of jubilation up and down the sword pavilion.
Legend?
The tenth floor of the treasure hall is nothing more than a dream. Seeing the joy of everyone, Lin Yun smiled, noncommittal.
Luo Feng and Xin Jue walked over with a group of elders and said with a smile: “Lin Yun, is the injury okay.”
All the way to the tenth floor of the palace, injuries are inevitable.
However, when Lin Yun touched the green lotus petal, his injuries healed at the same time.
“Thank you elder for your concern, it’s almost okay, basically no problem.”
Lin Yun responded truthfully.
“It’s fine.”
Luo Feng touched his beard and said with a smile.
After a pause, Elder Luo Feng remembered something, his face slightly dignified and stood up, and said in a deep voice: “Lin Yun, Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, are you hurt?”
“I hurt it.”
On the ninth floor of the treasure hall, the two almost pushed him into desperation, but fortunately, he refined a Qiankun Yin-Yang Pill in advance.
He was promoted to the Ninth Level of Xuanwu, otherwise it’s really hard to tell.
Facing Elder Luo’s questioning, Lin Yun did not evade, he believed that the sect was not expensive to blame him.
Luo Feng and the elder behind him changed their expressions slightly, and a thick surprise flashed in their eyes.
“Bai Yue of the Demon Flame Sect was also defeated by you?”
“Um.”
“You killed the three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect, Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan, and Xiao Ming?”
“I’ll kill it when I see it.”
hiss!
Lin Yun’s simple words caused everyone to take a breath, and the look in his eyes quietly changed slightly.
Lin Yun answered so many amazing things so casually.
After a long time, Luo Feng smiled bitterly: “I know, why the pavilion master named you to enter the magic lotus secret realm…”
At this moment, he felt joy and sorrow in his heart.
The happy thing is that Lin Yun has grown so fast. Three years later, the Dragon Gate Competition will definitely shine. No one can stop him and win the name of the son.
Even dare to think a little bit more, the Longmen Competition at the end of the year may not have the opportunity to give it a try.
What is worrying is that so many sects have been offended, especially those evil cultivators who wander outside the empire, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do good.
At the moment, the Lingxiao sword pavilion has attracted much attention and is on the cusp of the storm.
If something really happened, other sects might not help.
“Lin Yun, the core disciple of my sect, are they all dead in your hands!”
At this moment, a group of elders and disciples of Hunyuan Sect, led by Wen Yanbo, rushed over aggressively.
Wen Yanbo held his stomach with fire in his heart.
The three core disciples all fell in the magic lotus secret realm, and they all died in the hands of Lin Yun.
For Hunyuanmen, not only the loss was heavy, but also the face was lost.
He was already burning with anger, and when he saw Lin Yun appeared, he immediately came to Xingshi to inquire.
“My Blood Bone Sect Mu Xiuhan was blocked by the noble sect disciples outside the treasure hall. I also want to ask for some advice. Guizong just doesn’t want to see my Blood Bone Sect?”
A group of blood bones, surrounded by Mu Xiuhan with a gloomy expression, walked over step by step.
“My Demon Flame Sect is not easy to provoke, Lin Yun, dare you to admit that you wounded Bai Yue and snatched a Universe Yin and Yang Pill from him!”