Chapter 956
“It’s time to go to Xuanwu Hall.”
Leaving the soul sword pavilion, Lin Yun looked at the sky, and flew towards the Zongmen Xuanwu Hall with a stretch of arms.
The Xuanwu Hall is also the important place of the sect. There are piles of various martial arts and martial arts displayed here, and there are nine floors that need to be exchanged for the merits in the order of the clouds.
The main peak of the sword pavilion, in front of the Xuanwu Hall.
Lin Yun slowly fell, he lightly patted in the storage bag, and a Xiao Yun Ling appeared in his palm.
There are nine floors in the Xuanwu Hall, and you need a Xiaoyun Ling of the corresponding grade to enter the corresponding level. For example, the Xiaoyun Ling of the third grade can only enter the third floor.
Playing with Xiao Yunling in his hand, the past came to mind, and Lin Yun was full of emotion.
At the beginning, he was weak. In order to force himself to forget the Seven Profound Steps, the guardian elder caused his seven orifices to bleed and his ribs were broken.
But in the end, Lin Yun passed the opponent’s test and not only got the Seven Profound Steps. He even got the promise from the other party to give him the Zifu scroll of Qixuanbu, but it was a pity that he went too hurriedly.
After he took the Tyrant Sword in the hands of Protector Mei, he hurriedly left, but instead forgot about it.
There was another reason, that was, he hadn’t been promoted to the Purple Mansion at that time, and he couldn’t practice even after he got the Zi Mansion scroll of the Seven Profound Steps.
Right now, the situation is different.
In terms of Lin Yun’s current strength and cultivation base, Qi Xuanbu could no longer keep up with his realm, and even dragged him down a bit. If he hadn’t cultivated it to the state of transformation, it would not be enough.
But after all, it is its weakness, fighting against ordinary leaders, but also suppressing each other with sword intent.
Confronting the real evildoer, I am afraid that if he moves a little, all his body skills are flaws. If the opponent is not afraid of his sword intent, he can easily be suppressed by a face-to-face encounter.
Of course, there are two points. His current psychic sword intent, not many people in the ancient South China region dare not be afraid.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Yun strode into the Xuanwu Hall.
Whoosh!
Just as he raised his leg and stepped in, countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, and the sword pavilion disciples quickly stopped their movements and bowed to salute.
The look in his eyes is in awe.
Lin Yun nowadays is a mythical existence in Lingxiao Jiange, and there are countless deeds about him.
Especially after he came back, he punched Wen Yanbo and was shocked by the sect.
“Is this Brother Lin? He looks so young… he looks younger than me.”
“It’s really terrible to be young. It is said that Brother Lin had suffered a bit when he chose her body style in this Xuanwu Hall.”
“Hehe, what a pain, it’s just the test of the elder guarding pavilion, you don’t understand it at all.”
There are many new disciples in the hall. They have never seen Lin Yun, and they are very surprised to see him so young. Regarding certain rumors, those disciples who had seen Lin Yun in the early years immediately smashed them as people who came over.
“Senior, long time no see.”
Lin Yun came to the elder guarding pavilion and bowed his hands in salute.
The elder guarding the pavilion is the same as before, his style has not diminished, and his complexion has even improved. He looked quite happy when he saw Lin Yun, waved his hand and smiled: “Don’t dare to be, now your cultivation is stronger than me, don’t be an old man or senior. You punched Wen Yanbo about the old man. The old man has heard about it a long time ago, happy!”
After the two chatted for a while, Lin Yunyan returned to the subject and mentioned the purpose of the trip.
“The Zifu scroll of the Seven Profound Steps? I thought you didn’t look down on it… At your realm, you should have cultivated other body techniques long ago.”
The elder guarding the pavilion looked suspiciously.
But when he learned that Lin Yun had been using the Seven Profound Steps, the guardian elder was taken aback for a while, and was startled for a while, and then said: “It’s good, it may not be a bad thing, you come with me.”
The two of them walked one after the other, in the eyes of everyone, towards the upper level of Xuanwu Hall.
The more you go up, the fewer the number of people. By the seventh floor, there are no more disciples in the house, and the number of martial arts displayed is getting scarcer.
When the two came to the gate of the ninth floor, the elder Shouge sighed softly: “I didn’t know when I came here last time.”
Crunch!
The voice fell, the door was gently pushed open, and the room in front of him seemed extremely empty.
The highest level of this Xuanwu Hall only displays three martial arts, each of which is sealed with an ancient stone box, which is quite mysterious.
“On the ninth floor of the Xuanwu Hall, there are only three martial arts, one is the Overlord Sword, the other is the Lingxiao Sword Art, and the last one is the Seven Profound Steps of the Purple Mansion.”
The elder Shouge introduced softly.
One sword technique, one sword tactic, one body technique, this should be the greatest heritage of the Lingxiao sword pavilion.
Lin Yun thought secretly in his heart. He knew the power of the Overlord Sword, even in the Southern China Ancient Territory, compared with the nine overlords’ unique knowledge. If you talk about swordsmanship alone, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Southern Territory is the strongest.
After all, this was left by the predecessor Jian Wuming, and the inheritance of the predecessor Jian Wuming was Jianzong. Back then, the Sword Sect ruled the Southern Territory, and now the so-called nine overlords are just a fraction of the Sword Sect, and they are not comparable.
The Lingxiao Sword Art and the Seven Profound Step Purple Mansion Scrolls can be side by side with the Tyrant Sword.
“Ba Jian, which sword have you practiced now?”
Elder Shouge looked at Lin Yun and asked suddenly.
“The disciple is stupid. He has not completed his training yet, he has only cultivated to the sixth form of blood town.”
Lin Yun is not self-effacing, he has always been above the top, and few people can’t match his comprehension. As for the kendo talent, it is even a rare opponent, but in the training of the overlord sword, it is eager to look forward to it.
If it hadn’t been promoted to psychic sword intent, he would cross-cut Tai’a and Xuezhen Shanhe in one breath, fearing that he could only master four swords now.
The elder Shouge smiled and touched his beard and said: “Stupid? Back then, the unknown ancestor of the sword, who had cultivated five swords, crossed the Southern Territory, and went wild. Nine swords were practiced, and the entire Xuanhuang world had no rivals. You could cultivate five swords at a young age. This kind of kendo talent is probably not much worse than the ancestor master.”
“But it’s a bit strange, the old pavilion master and the thirteenth master, why didn’t you bestow this high sword pavilion. These swords are not weak enough to be worthy of the Overlord Sword. If you need it today, I will give it to you. Bar.”
The elder Shouge asked.
At the moment, Protector Mei is in retreat, and he can call the shots of this Xuanwu Hall.
The main reason is that the feast of dragons is imminent, and some rules can be ignored for the time being, and special matters will be dealt with.
Lin Yun waved his hand quickly. At first, the Thirteenth Lord and the old pavilion master saw that he was carrying other sword arts at a glance, and their origins were amazing, so naturally they would not give him the Lingxiao sword pavilion.
“Senior, where did the old pavilion master and the thirteenth master go?”
Lin Yun asked curiously.
“They are real wizards. If they weren’t thinking about the sword pavilion in their hearts, they would have left. Fortunately, you have appeared. Otherwise, the two of them don’t know yet, how long will they be delayed.”
The elder guarding pavilion paused and sighed softly: “As for where to go, who knows? Perhaps, he has already left the Southern Territory.”
Click!
While speaking, the guardian elder opened the stone box on the table with a mysterious handprint and a drop of blood.
“This is the Purple Mansion scroll of the Seven Profound Steps, called Tengyun Jue. If you haven’t practiced other body techniques, it may not be a bad thing. After all, the Seven Profound Steps are derived from the fragments of the Sun Chasing God Jue. They come down in one continuous line, and if they have a chance in the future, they might be able to complement the Sun-Chasing Divine Secret Art.
Elder Shouge smiled and said something, then took out the jade slip of Tengyun Jue and handed it to Lin Yun.
Is this the Zifu scroll of Qixuanbu?
Lin Yun’s eyes flickered, and his swordsmanship and physical body were both top-notch right now, so he was short of his physical skills.
With this Tengyun tactic, it should be enough to make up for it.
He had seen a lot of superb body skills in the beast tide that was rare in that thousand years, not to mention such ruthless people like Wu Xiaotian. Only the big disciples of the overlord-level forces like Qin Yang are much better than him. If they really fight against each other, they will definitely suffer.
“This body technique is quite mysterious. If you first enter the Purple Mansion, it may be difficult to comprehend. You can use your current cultivation level to comprehend it, but it is just right. Your practice will go smoother, so hurry up and take a look.”
The elder guarding the pavilion smiled slightly.
Lin Yun nodded, and put the jade slip on the center of his brow.
boom!
A magnificent picture suddenly appeared in his mind. It was a white clothed heavy scream, and his figure appeared in the vast sky in a flash. His steps are very mysterious, ethereal and invisible, making people unpredictable.
Between the steps, there is golden light rippling, and the arms stretched out like the wings of a golden crow. The afterimage of the golden light condensed, in the overlap and dispersion, like countless golden feathers flapping, making a sonorous sound of Kunlun jade broken, it was the golden crow roaring.
Lin Yun stared at the old man’s strange body skills, and at first he could barely keep up, but it gradually became extremely difficult.
In the end, the old man stepped in the void, like clouds and fog, flashing and moving, like a real golden crow galloping in the clouds, like a frightening explosion.
The Golden Crow spreads its wings and trembles, as if the barriers of the void have been penetrated.
Ride the clouds and drive the fog, chase the sun with your body!
The picture gradually disappeared, and Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with golden light, which was a little confused. After a full two hours, the golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and his usual agility was restored, obviously gaining a lot.
“Thank you senior!”
Lin Yun was overjoyed in his heart, that this body technique was really good.
The old man guarding the pavilion laughed, Lin Yun could see it, after all, he was going to participate in the feast of dragons on behalf of the sword pavilion.
The stronger the strength, the better for the sect.
Time passed, and for the next few days, Lin Yun was practicing Tengyun Jue in the depths of the sword pavilion.
Thousands of miles in a day, rapid progress.
Seven days later.
Outside the territory of the Great Qin Empire, two figures slowly fell. They came from the Youzhou Xuanyang Palace, one old and one young.
The old man has the cultivation base of the celestial spirit, which is also the celestial spirit, but the vast coercion on this old man is far beyond Wen Yanbo’s. If the two fight each other, Wen Yanbo will have a miserable defeat if he meets each other, and he will not be an opponent at all.
What was even more surprising was that young man, at his young age, standing side by side with the black-clothed old man, the coercion on his body was not so much.
The young man was Qin Yang, and Mu Jian had fought Lin Yun with him outside of the city.
“It’s not easy to come to this broken place, but it’s finally here.”
Qin Yang curled his lips, the poor aura of this remote country was so thin that he was very uncomfortable.
The black-clothed old man next to him said quietly, smiling and not saying much.
boom!
At this moment, in the hinterland of the Great Qin Empire, a ray of sword light soared into the sky, stirring up the wind and cloud of animation.
Across the extremely long distance, both of them sensed the terrifying power of this sword, and frowned slightly.
“In these places, there are people who have been promoted to Heavenly Soul, and the aura is so heavy, they are no longer weaker than those senior elders in the Xuanyang Temple, it seems to be the direction of the sword pavilion.”
A look of surprise appeared in Qin Yang’s eyes, he was extremely surprised, and immediately became serious again.
“It should be the pavilion master Mei who is in retreat.”
The black-clothed old man’s eyes flickered. After all, this sword pavilion was created by Jian Wuming, and strong men still haunt it.
“But what should be done is still to be done.”
But Qin Yang looked extremely firm, as if there was something extremely important, he had to go to Jiange.