Chapter 442
Protector Mei turned around, his gaze fell on Lin Yun, glanced at Lin Yun’s injury, and said softly: “Lin Yun, the punishment of the sect on you has come down, you have to abolish one profound vein, and think about it. Years, what can I say.”
“Do it.”
Lin Yun has no expression on his face, and has no extra words.
“Do you regret it?”
“No regrets. I only hate that the sword in my hand is not strong enough, so I can only kill this one person. Do it, I thank Zongmen for not killing…”
Lin Yun slowly closed his eyes, calmly waiting for the punishment to come.
“Faculty!”
Luo Feng was shocked, completely stunned, and couldn’t help but cried out.
Seeing that the guardian Mei punishes Bai Ting, he almost beat him to death, thinking that things have turned around.
Even if Lin Yun was punished, it would not be too heavy.
But when he heard that Protector Mei was about to abolish a profound vein in Lin Yun, he was completely dumbfounded.
How could this profound vein be broken, not to mention the pain caused by the fragmentation of the profound vein, this kind of retreat in cultivation is simply a fatal blow to the martial artist.
“Luo Feng, do you have something to say?”
Protector Mei said in a deep voice.
“Professor Mei, this Lin Yun’s profound veins cannot be broken. How did his cultivation come from? It is hard to come by in the magic lotus secret realm. Once the secret realm has appeared in twenty years, how much can this life have? For twenty years, this waste, how can his cultivation level rise back?”
Luo Feng felt a panic in his heart. He couldn’t care too much, and said a little excitedly: “Lin Yun has made great contributions to my sword pavilion. He slashed the thief Moruo with the sword, and let the thousand-year-old bell, Fengling Yunxiao. He is in Qiongtai. At the princess banquet, with my own power, I turned the tide and strengthened my sword pavilion’s reputation. In the magic lotus secret realm, he climbed the tenth floor of the palace, let the snow fall in the wasteland, and the legend reappeared. Isn’t this enough? The black refining demon pill he dedicated to the sect, The remnants of martial arts, the best pill, ancient secret treasures, but they have just been counted and put in the merit hall, my sect’s background has greatly increased, how can the sword pavilion cross the river to tear down the bridge and abolish his profound veins!”
“So, he killed nine people in Jiange, ignoring the rules, and I still want to reward him for failing?”
Protector Mei turned around and shouted in a deep voice.
Luo Feng looked excited, trembled all over, and his voice was a little choked: “The iron law of the sect… ten years ago, you said the same. The sect had orders, so I watched, and the family of Ye Big Brother, the family was broken, and Big Brother Ye was saving. Live your life! There is no big brother Ye, do you have the position of protector today? Ten years later, you said the iron law of the sect again, this time I refused. Protector, Xin Jue is dead, Xin Yan is unconscious and has not yet awakened, why One more profound vein of Lin Yun must be discarded!”
Protector Mei’s expression was slightly startled, and the past was brought up again, with inexplicable pain in her heart.
“The iron law of the sword pavilion, if you can’t protect those who are loyal to the sword pavilion, what’s the use of him? Protect the law, take it back and die.”
Luo Feng looked at Protector Mei, and persuaded him in a deep voice.
Lin Yun had closed his eyes, and a trace of tears gushed out of the corner of his eyes. He thought that the tears had already been shed during the ten days when Jianlin was buried.
But today, he still didn’t hold back.
“Faculty guard, don’t disuse Brother Lin’s profound veins. If Wang Yan kills him, he will kill him. He does not do anything he can do to bully and bully his fellows on weekdays?”
“This Gentlemen’s League is the cancer of Jiange. It should have been disbanded long ago. Brother Lin Yun killed well today, but he vented a bad breath for us!”
“Although I haven’t had any dealings with Brother Lin, I have never heard of Brother Lin, there are rumors of bullying the same family.”
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Luo Feng’s love, his heartfelt words, moved many Jiange disciples outside Xiaoyun Square.
One after another, they knelt on the ground and pleaded for Lin Yun.
They are disciples of the sword pavilion, and even the cultivation of the Xuanwu realm is so difficult. The pain and consequences of abolishing a profound vein are simply a catastrophic blow.
If the will is slightly weak, the road of martial arts may be understood.
Seeing the densely packed sect disciples kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, Protector Mei’s expression changed slightly.
Jiange had never seen such a shocking scene before, and for a while, it made him feel embarrassed.
Puff!
But once again, Lin Yun closed his eyes and opened his eyes abruptly and spit out a big mouth of blood. His face was pale, there was no more blood, and his body was swaying, as if the dry and thin branches that would fall with the wind, slightly desolate.
The breath of the nine-fold Xuanwu layer on his body suddenly dropped.
Self-determination of profound veins!
The sudden scene surprised everyone, including Protector Mei, whose complexion changed drastically.
“Lin Yun!”
Elder Luo Feng rushed up first, and said with tears: “Why…you kid, it’s always like this.”
Lin Yun squeezed out a smile and comforted: “Elder Luo, don’t be embarrassed by Mei’s guardianship. Perhaps this decision may not be made by him, and it is not something he can change. Moreover, the sword pavilion has been established for so long, and there is no way to behave without rules. , Can save me the death penalty, I have already repaid the law, and it is wrong to embarrass Mei to protect the law.”
When the words fell, he looked at the thousands of disciples who had pleaded for him on the dilapidated square, and said, “I and you, at best, are only a few sides, but today I can speak generously for me, kneel down and intercede, Lin Yun Ashamed not to be. There are fellow brothers, the prestige of the sword pavilion, will never fail.”
“Junior Brother Lin…”
On the dilapidated Xiaoyun Square, the sect disciples who stood up looked at each other with shock.
This result is really unpredictable.
Protector Mei sighed in his heart, and silently came to Lin Yun without saying a word, and patted him three times on the shoulder.
Every time a shot was taken, there was a vigorous Zhen Yuan crossing into Lin Yun’s body, alleviating the self-breaking injury of the profound veins in his body.
After waiting three times, the heart-piercing pain disappeared.
“Thinking about the cliff, you are not allowed to bring a sword, and you are not allowed to have a storage bag. If you trust me, give it to me for safekeeping.”
Protector Mei said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, took off the sword box behind him, and his eyes fell on the old sword box. There is his burial sword in the box. Since getting this sword, it has never been separated from itself.
Half a lifetime duckweed died with the water, and the famous flowers were buried in a cold rain overnight. The soul is willow and cotton blown to pieces, you go and I stay, two autumns.
Suddenly, the poems that I had thought of when I first got this sword surged.
Many pictures flashed in his mind, he walked from Qingyunzong, he was a slim sword slave, to the present. There have been life and death, there have been separations, there have been despair, and there have been sorrows, but this sword will never leave.
Handing the sword box to Protector Mei, Lin Yun took off the storage bag and handed it out solemnly.
There are many treasures and secrets in the storage bag.
But the protector of May is definitely a trustworthy person, so he doesn’t have to think too much about it.
“Let’s go.”
Guardian Mei led the way personally and took Lin Yun to the Jiange to think over the cliff.
In the eyes of everyone with a little disheartened, the back of the youth in the green shirt disappeared little by little, and many long sighs sounded in Xiaoyun Square.
Lin Yun, although others are gone, they are destined to leave an indelible impression among the Jiange disciples.
He has too many, too many memories worthy of recollection.
Tianjiao evildoer, outstanding person, his name, his sword, well-deserved.
The sunset is sinking.
Qin Yu and the others, who had not shown up after witnessing a big show, rushed back to the imperial capital.