Chapter 930

The world’s leader does not seek longevity; only to pursue dreams without regrets!

Lin Yun bid farewell to the people in Luoshui and did not walk outside the city. It’s just that while walking, his mind is still obsessed with it, and the young master Liu is looking at the big world he talked about.

Especially the last sentence, has been circling in his mind, and even the sound of lingering voice echoed in his ears.

I really can’t forget the solemnity of Young Master Liu Zong when he mentioned the world, and the figure flying between his eyebrows. At that moment, the demeanor of the other party left a great shock in Lin Yun’s heart.

Compared with Liu Qi, compared with the world where Liu Qi is located, what counts Tianling Qixiu? What does the half-step Tian Po Qing Ruoyou count for?

There are people outside, and there are heaven outside the sky.

That world is full of boldness and heart, not seeking longevity, just chasing dreams.

If it is me, my sword, what is my heart of the sword?

He has the desire to catch up with Su Ziyao, he has the obsession to guard the other side, he has the pride of competing with the world’s leaders, and he also has the ambition to make the funeral flower famous all over the world… But everything seems to be inferior to these eight. Words.

In a daze, Lin Yun seemed to be in a daze, just walking like this.

When he walked to the avenue in the city, countless people recognized him, each face changed slightly, and his eyes flickered.

Nowadays, the name of the funeral of the playboy can be described as a thunder in the entire Tianling City. Who doesn’t know, he killed all the Qixiu in Tianling with one sword and cut melons and vegetables.

The final ending of the storm is full of legends. A beautiful and outrageous woman directly fanned Qing Ruoyou into a pig’s head.

In a few words, the elders of Ziyue Dongtian were so scared that they didn’t dare to move, they could only run away in embarrassment.

The shock can’t be described in words, and you can’t even say it. Who in Leizhou dares to offend Ziyue Dongtian?

Saying it is looking for death!

Someone had the courage to step forward and say hello to Lin Yun, but Lin Yun was immersed in his own thoughts without noticing it, making others embarrassed.

Gradually, someone saw some clues, and a murderous intent flashed in their eyes, but in a blink of an eye they didn’t dare to think about it.

This is the existence that even Ziyue Dongtian didn’t dare to kill him, who would dare to move him?

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun left Tianling City with such “dementia”, walked far away, and finally disappeared in everyone’s eyes.

But Lin Yun, who was immersed in his own world, was forgotten, and his mood was unprecedentedly happy.

He was thinking about his kendo, he was thinking about his martial arts experience, there were so many things. During such contemplation, his temperament became more and more agile, but he still didn’t know it.

He even left the territory of Tianling City and walked into a certain mountain at will without knowing it.

Suddenly, Lin Yun woke up suddenly, his eyes burst with gleaming light, those eyes were shining, and the dark eyes gave people a feeling of extraordinarily bright.

It seems to be able to shine through all the darkness in the world, like the sword in his hand, which can cut everything.

Do not seek longevity, just to pursue dreams?

Then the sword in my hand only asks about the present, not for the next life, smashes Lingxiao, and breaks through nine days!

This is a kind of pride, even a little vain, which is just a big talk in the eyes of others. But Lin Yun’s heart was full of joy, his heart of Xiangjian never moved forward, and now he had a real soul and life.

“Where is this?”

Lin Yun was awakened from the dream, and he looked around, but it was an unfamiliar scene.

This is a mountain, but its aura is not so abundant, at least it’s worse than the Tianling Mountain Range by more than one star.

However, standing here, Lin Yun’s mood was unprecedentedly comfortable and peaceful, and there was a kind of ease where everything was empty, like losing a lot of baggage, like a new wanderer.

“Liu Zang is right. Talking too much is really bad for me. If I am not smart enough, I always think about that Fang Dashi, but I fell into the devil and missed my practice. Fortunately, I figured it out. Now everything Empty, it feels so good.”

So Lin Yun sat on a pile of rubble, with a faint smile on his face.

“The feast of dragons is only three months away. I have to retreat once. The harvest of the battle at Luoshuishan in Tianling City has not yet been fully digested.”

Lin Yun’s eyes flickered, and his heart was sickened during that battle, which gave him a deeper understanding of “qi”.

Swordsman, it was this breath that was cultivating, and this breath was held in his heart. You can suffer, you can be affected, you can be wronged, but you can’t be humiliated.

He fought against Tianling Qixiu, not only to hone his combat experience, but also to raise his qi, raise qi by fighting, and raise qi by killing.

This breath is invisible and invisible, but there is a solid existence. My innate sword intent has been unable to advance for a long time, which may be related to this.

Many thoughts flashed in Lin Yun’s mind, from the qi to the sword intent, and then to what he had learned. The Canglong Nine Transformations is a body-refining sacred tactic, Lin Yun has cultivated to the fourth peak, his body is as powerful as a savage beast.

Such a terrifying body, as well as that vast expanse of energy and blood, is the biggest capital that supports him to kill seven people in a row.

Otherwise, how good his swordsmanship is, it is impossible to fight so many times in a row.

As for the Purple Kite Sword Art, it was a legendary technique in the golden age of ancient times, and it was far more versatile than the Nine Changes of the Canglong Dragon, and even more so. He has now cultivated to the eleventh level, and the condensed true essence contains the terrifying purple kite sword strength. The quality of his True Essence is terrifying, let alone the Yin-Yang Realm.

But all this is not enough.

Compared with the existence of Qing Ruoyou this level, there is a slight gap, and the odds of winning are at most 40%.

“It’s useless to think too much, I will digest this gain first.”

Cut off the many distracting thoughts in his mind, Lin Yun took out several fourth-grade spirit jade, held them in his palms, and slowly closed his eyes.

Time passed, in this barren mountain, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When Lin Yun opened his eyes, there was a sharp light flashing in his eyes, his sharp sharpness recklessly.

“Sure enough, great progress can only be made during the war. With such a breath in Tianling City, my cultivation base is completely stabilized at the peak of Xiaocheng in the Yin and Yang realm.”

In just three days, Lin Yun completely stabilized his cultivation, but he was still a little far away from the Yin Yang realm.

After all, he was promoted to the Yin-Yang realm, and it has only been less than a month, so progress can be said to be rapid.

“The cultivation base is temporarily unable to advance, but the Ziyuan Sword Art can be practiced well, and it is possible to cultivate to the eleventh peak in one effort.”

Lin Yun has tens of thousands of fourth-grade spirit jade in his hand, and those with more resources can cover an entire sect.

Ziyuan Sword Art was only promoted to the eleventh level. With this resource, it was enough to attack higher levels, and it might not even be able to reach the twelfth level.

A resolute color flashed in his eyes, Lin Yun took out piles of spiritual jade and placed them around him.

After so busy, he placed nearly 20,000 fourth-grade spirit jade around him, and the rich spiritual energy made the barren mountain appear to be born with spirit veins.

“It should be enough.”

Lin Yun muttered to himself, then sat down again.

boom!

When the sword art was running, a silver purple iris flower bloomed on the ground in an instant, emitting a bright light, continuously refining the rich aura in the fourth-grade spirit jade.

The Purple Kite Sword Art keeps running along the meridians, and if the majestic spiritual energy in the Purple Mansion does not run for a big week, some impurities will be squeezed out.

His true essence is constantly condensing, but under the turbulent nourishment of the four directions, the purple kite sword strength flowing in the meridians is getting stronger and stronger. It hasn’t become thinner due to excessive condensing. This is entirely based on the accumulation of astronomical spiritual jade.

In such cultivation, the four-rank spirit jade piled up around him gradually lost its luster.

In such a boring situation, his Purple Kite Sword Art was slowly improving, constantly approaching the peak of the eleventh layer.

Ten days have passed.

A young man dressed in ordinary blue clothes in the barren mountain was walking on the mountain road with a package on his back, which contained a lot of monster materials.

This alone can tell that this young man is not of obvious origin, and the storage bag space on his body is extremely small.

As a result, he had to use a package to contain some monster materials. In fact, his cultivation was only the third level of Xuanwu.

“The martial artist should still be trained in the martial arts. This trip is not a small gain. After I return, I will hand in these materials. I should be able to exchange a few third-grade pill, enough for me to attack the Xuanwu Fourth Layer!”

After Lan Yi checked his income, there was a look of excitement in his eyes.

His name was Luo Han, he was an inner disciple of a nearby sect, and he was considered gifted in the sect.

He broke through the Xuanwu triple level at the age of only twenty, and if he worked harder, he would be promoted to the core disciple.

“Strange, how strong and terrible the aura in front of you!”

Luo Han stopped working and put the package on his back again. At the end of his line of sight, there was a sharp light flickering from time to time, and the majestic aura drifted from a distance to him, all still rich and terrifying.

I’m afraid it’s the aura of the main peak where my sect is located, but that’s just the case, and it’s even much inferior.

Cang!

At this moment, he heard a crisp chirp again, like a divine sound. For an instant, a great shock occurred in his heart, and the voice sounded like the legendary voice of Fengming.

boom!

It was another group of majestic firelight, rising into the sky like a rising sun, disappearing in the sky. In the endless flames, the outline of a divine bird was vaguely visible, flying towards the distant sky.

“What did I see…”

Luo Han’s heart thumped and jumped wildly. He felt that he had encountered an adventure, and a divine bird had just flown away from that place.

Take a look!

Unable to control the agitation in his heart at all, Luo Han summoned his courage and ran towards the end of his vision.

Half an hour later, he was getting closer to that area, and the remaining aura made his pores open involuntarily, and the whole body was very smooth.

But when he completely stepped into that area, he was so frightened that he dared not leave.

He saw a picture that he could not imagine in his entire life, and as far as his eyes could see, it was all exhausted, like jade, piled up like a mountain.

Among the vast fourth-grade spirit jade, there was a man in Tsing Yi carrying a sword box with his back facing him.

When the man in Tsing Yi turned around, a vigorous momentum emerged.

The man’s eyes were as sharp as a sword, gleaming with cold light, piercing the void and falling on him.

For a moment, Luo Han was frightened and had some difficulty speaking: “Pre…senior…senior…”

Seeing that he was about to kneel down, Lin Yun dissipated his aura, but the doubt flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself: “Where are these barren mountains, there are warriors who come to experience?”

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