Chapter 560

“There are nine styles of the Tyrant Sword, each of which is infinitely powerful and has its own changes. It can be performed separately or in cooperation with each other. However, the method of cultivation must be gradual and not aggressive. Unlike other techniques, once the Tyrant Sword becomes insane. You should be able to imagine the backlash suffered.”

“clear.”

“Take care, one year later, I will be waiting for you in Jiange.”

Protector Mei showed a rare gentle smile, and said solemnly: “I am looking forward to the feast of dragons, whether you can show the nameless style of the Patriarch Sword back then.”

“Feast of dragons, I will definitely not shame Jiange.”

Lin Yun replied in a deep voice.

Compared with the expectations, Lin Yun, who had left the Zongmen Hall, seemed to know a little bit.

Anyone who knows the origin of Tyrant Sword, I am afraid it will be the case. The High Heaven sword pavilion, being able to entrust such precious swordsmanship to him, represents more than just trust.

Lin Yun didn’t know.

When he left, two more figures appeared in the Zongmen Hall.

Jian Xuanhe and Lord Shisan appeared at the same time, looking at his leaving back with solemn expressions.

“Before entering the Purple Mansion, he can master the innate sword intent, and his kendo talent is enough to control the overlord sword.”

“It’s just a feast for the dragons… you and I were so gray back then, it’s hard to tell how far the little guy can go.”

“A feast for the dragons, the battle for the fortune of the dragons, how cruel it is.”

…

Back at Luojia Mountain, Lin Yun was not in a hurry to comprehend Tyrant Sword.

Instead, he took out a third-rank spirit jade and practiced it on the spot, using the Nine Epee Sword Art to continue to condense the strength of the True Yuan Ziyuan Sword.

Although the true essence in his body is majestic and vigorous, it is not pure and condensed.

Before the Sword Jue was promoted to the Ninth Level, its true essence did not contain the purple kite sword strength, but contained the cold-lighted purple kite true essence.

Right now, all it has to do is to make itself real. All are refined into Ziyuan Jianjin, showing the real horror of this ancient sword art.

Sword Jue is different from ordinary exercises.

The same is the exercise method. The true essence of the former is how many times stronger than the latter.

Naturally, not to mention the Purple Kite Sword Art which inherited the golden age of ancient times.

In Lin Yun’s mind, there is also a bigger ambition.

He wants to refine all his true essence into Ziyuan Jianjin, and then use Ziyuan Jianjin as a liquid to break through the realm of the Purple Mansion.

This road is bound to be very difficult.

But once it succeeds, the Purple Mansion he condenses will also be extremely tyrannical, far beyond ordinary people’s imagination.

Three days later, when the Purple Kite Sword Art was running for a big week, Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes. Sweat dripped from his forehead, fatigue flashed across his face, but the brilliance flashed in his eyes was terrifying.

That kind of sharp edge, just like the substance, seems to be able to pierce the void.

“Yes, this third-grade spirit jade has successfully transformed my true essence by one-tenth, which is a surprise.”

Looking at the third-grade spirit jade that had become ashes in his hand, Lin Yun showed a smile on his face.

However, he estimated that it would be the first time that the refining could have this miraculous effect, and if he continued refining later, it would definitely not be so fast.

“It’s time to go.”

Lin Yun whispered to himself.

Although there is reluctance, no one among the young leaders in the Great Qin Empire can compete with it. If you continue to stay in Jiange, you will definitely not be able to make progress, and you will have to leave sooner or later.

Taking out the letter written a long time ago from his arms, Lin Yun sighed and left the letter on the table.

He is not good at words, and many emotions cannot be explained to people face to face, so he has to stay in this letter. I hope that the brothers and apprentices of Luojia Mountain can forgive him for leaving without saying goodbye.

“See you in a year.”

With his fingers pressed heavily on the envelope, Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with determination, and he quietly left.

The setting sun is like blood at dusk.

On the road beyond the gate of the Lingxiao Jiange, a boy in Tsing Yi, riding a blood-red steed, ran wildly along the road.

The afterglow of the setting sun draped on the boy, making the boy look extraordinarily handsome.

Suddenly, a snow-white monster horse appeared in the middle of the road, seeming to have been waiting for a long time.

Lin Yun held the reins, slightly puzzled.

The horse with a cross arm in the middle of the road, a graceful and reverie woman, took off the hat on her head.

Facing the brilliance of the setting sun, there was a beautiful face that looked like a rose blooming.

It’s not Xinyan, who is it?

Lin Yun was taken aback for a moment: “Senior Sister.”

“Little Junior Brother, you want to leave without saying goodbye. Have you ever asked our brothers and sisters in Luojia Mountain if they agreed?”

Xin Yan smiled, and the beauty of the time was breathtaking, making the afterglow of the setting sun pale.

“Brother Lin Yun, we will send you off!”

I saw countless horses on both sides of the avenue, and on the horses were the familiar faces of Luojia Mountain.

Seeing the familiar figure emerging from all directions, Lin Yun was taken aback, and then a rare smile appeared on his delicate face.

Brother, we send you!

Not much, but warmth.

Before coming to Luojia Mountain for the first time, this group of people called him little junior, and he was under the oppression of the Gentlemen’s League. One by one, like a hen guarding her cubs, she guarded him behind her, facing the Gentlemen League.

Now, the Gentlemen’s League has disappeared.

The little brother who was at the time, is now the top of the Longmen Competition, and he is proud of the great Qin heroes.

The sword in his hand is worthy of the title of their brother.

“You guy, do you want to die?”

Ye Xinyan drove the horse and hurried over, giving Lin Yun a stern look.

Lin Yun knew that he was wrong, and smiled: “Sister, you are beautiful today.”

“Cut, sister will not be beautiful one day!”

Ye Xinyan, who had untied her knot, regained her former glory, blinked and smiled: “Why, do you like Senior Sister? If you can praise Senior Sister, maybe I can consider it.”

Lin Yun raised his brows, pretending to not understand, “What to consider?”

“Look for a fight!”

Upon seeing this, Ye Xinyan laughed and cursed, and threw the whip in her hand towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed the whip in his hand. He smiled and said, “Senior Sister, are you really willing to beat me?”

The voice fell and pulled hard, trying to draw the whip directly.

Who knows, the senior sister seemed weak and boneless, and she was immediately pulled over by Lin Yun.

A depressed color flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes, and he quickly reached out and hugged the senior sister’s beautiful body in his arms.

The blood dragon immediately, with the beautiful woman in her arms, Ye Xinyan wrapped her arms around Lin Yun’s neck. Under the setting sun, their eyes were facing each other, and there was no sound for a while, and both of them were a little caught off guard.

After a long time, Ye Xinyan’s face flashed shy and infinitely soft.

“I go!”

Outside the main road, Li Wuyou saw this scene, immediately exclaimed, and then laughed loudly: “Kiss!”

“Kiss!”

“Kiss!”

Suddenly, the senior brothers and sisters of Luojia Mountain on this avenue were all interested, and they started to roar with Li Wuyou.

Up and down Luojia Mountain, we all know that Lin Yun and Xinyan are as close as siblings, but they are closer than siblings.

The relationship between the two is very delicate, a little ambiguous, and a little too intimacy, but no one has ever broken this layer of window paper.

Suddenly seeing this scene right now, I was in high spirits.

If Lin Yun could really be with her senior sister, it would be completely acceptable to the senior brothers and sisters of Luojia Mountain.

“Don’t put me down yet, Junior Brother, do you really want me to kiss you?”

The reverberating voices made Ye Xinyan’s beautiful face become more shy, just like a fresh flower that can be squeezed out of water, and he glared at Lin Yun and said.

“Senior Sister, if you hold me like this, how can I let you down.”

Lin Yun was a little helpless, and said with a wry smile.

“loquacious!”