Sovereign of the Era

Floating cloud thirteen swords, the top level of the Holy Spirit martial arts, as the name suggests, a total of 13 swords.

Different from other holy spirit martial arts, this sword technique can condense a qingluan spirit every time it reaches a perfect state. The strongest disciple of Fuyun sword sect can sacrifice ten Holy Spirit qingluan at the same time, reaching the level of fantastic.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. Qingluan alone is not a complete Holy Spirit. If you fight with the spirit of your opponent, you will be defeated.

Only by practicing this sword technique to a very high level, and applying many qingluan to the point of pure green like fire, can we give full play to the advantages of the Holy Spirit.

If not, it's easy to be defeated by each other when you fight.

The bigger drawback of this sword technique is that no one can get a complete sword move. Most of his disciples can only get three or five swords, or at most seven or eight swords.

Not everyone can master ten swords like Ye Ziling and sweep the opponent with ten qingluan.

At the same time, when there are more holy spirits, manipulation is also quite complicated. If there is no certain understanding, it is better to manipulate a spirit alone.

Therefore, even if some people in the Fuyun sword sect got the 13 swords, they still had to choose other holy spirit martial arts.

Only a few demons can really show the power of this sword technique. Seven hundred years ago, the disciple of Fuyun sword school set out to travel through the ancient regions with the spirit of ten qingluan, leaving the legend of "Star King invincible" in Donghuang.

Especially when people know that this floating cloud thirteen swords have never been cultivated completely, it makes this sword technique famous.

I can't imagine how terrible the real and complete cloud thirteen swords are.

Others do not know, Lin Yun is clear, he not only got a complete cloud of thirteen swords. He also got the Fuyun sword formula for the first time, so that there is no secret in this whole set of sword techniques.

The so-called qingluan is not the spirit of the floating clouds and thirteen swords. To be exact, it is only a part of the Holy Spirit.

Only by mastering the Fuyun sword formula can qingluan be transformed into the true spirit of this sword technique. Lin Yun is also shocked by these secrets.

After he had understood both the sword technique and the sword formula at the same time, Lin Yun began to practice formally. He sat cross legged, and thirteen picture scrolls appeared in his mind.

There was a figure holding a sword on each scroll. His mind moved, and the people in the painting came back to life and waved various sword techniques.

For two days, Lin Yun did not move, but carefully observed the paintings.

Two days later, Lin Yun took out the flowers and put them into practice in the open space and began to wave his sword moves. The images and actions imprinted in the mind, as well as other verve, all kinds of details are shown.

As Lin Yun's arm swam away, the sword light was extremely sharp.

In the following time, he was immersed in practice, practicing sword skills in the daytime and practicing Fuyun jianjue at night. The two complement each other and confirm each other, making him progress rapidly and increasing his strength.

On that day, the sword technique was popular in Feiyun hall. He could form a sword in seven steps. The main reason was that the sword skill was not of high grade, and the attribute was just wind and thunder.

He mastered the power of Canglong sword. He was far more accomplished in wind and thunder than others. He also had a perfect sense of the top sword. Only in this way can he become a sword in seven steps.

The cloud thirteen swords are mainly based on the artistic conception of clouds. The incomplete sword techniques have reached the top grade of the Holy Spirit. It is not too much to say that the complete Fuyun thirteen swords are the best.

Even so, Lin Yun only took seven days to practice nine swords.

What he said was not a little success. Every sword reached a perfect state. Each sword can sacrifice the spirit of qingluan, and the nine swords can sacrifice nine flying qingluan to shine on the sky.

Such a speed, not to mention the Fuyun sword clan, even the whole cangxuan house also no one can match him.

At the same time, Lin Yun's Fuyun jianjue also reached a certain level. At the same time, the Jue and the technique of the sword are driven at the same time. Ye Ziling's nine swords are not comparable to him.

Of course, the cultivation of this woman is too high, almost reaching the peak of Xinghe realm. She doesn't need to compare her sword skills with him.

It's depressing to think that you can easily crush Lin Yun with your accomplishments.

In seven days, with the cultivation of Fuyun jianjue, Lin Yun digested one tenth of the majestic aura swallowed by the holy sword peak on that day. The real quality in the air sea has been refined several times, and each air sea is stable as a secret.

According to this progress, in less than a month, Lin Yun will have to upgrade to the seven levels of heaven and soul even if he is not willing to.

It was a beautiful day.

Tingfeng lives on the Bank of the river in the backyard. The river is full of aura and turbulent.

"Thirteen swords of floating clouds, the first sword covers the sun with floating clouds!"

"The second sword, the wind blows the clouds!"

"The third sword, nine clouds move!"

"The fourth sword, the sky is high and the clouds are light!"

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"The eighth sword, swallow the clouds and turn the dragon!"

"The ninth sword, straight up the clouds!"

Lin Yun, wearing a green shirt and holding a funeral sword, moves around and waves out a continuous sword technique. In the fog around his body, the sword light flickers, he is like a lonely peak, between the clouds, he seems to stand on the top of the mountain, overlooking all sides, at a glance of all living beings.Clearly close, but also give people standing on the top of the mountain, can not look directly, can only look up to the illusion.

He waved nine swords in one breath. His eyes were like electricity, piercing the void. Then he jumped up like a lonely peak in the sky and the sky became dark.

Boom!

A flash of lightning broke through the void, and in the dark sky, the sword in his hand was like a merciless light.

Bang!

Lin Yun took the sword back to its scabbard, his eyes twinkled, and whispered to himself: "so it is. If you want to cultivate the thirteen swords of Fuyun, you have to master the mystery of flying clouds for ten thousand years. Otherwise, no matter how exquisite the cultivation is, you will be trapped under the clouds. "

He just practiced like this. With the light of his sword flying, he stood like a solitary peak. At the end of the day, his heart became clearer and clearer. He imagined himself as a holy sword mountain.

At the end of the sword, the sword power has already faintly had the astonishing vision of the solitary peak rising and piercing the clouds.

Do you want to talk to Ye Ziling?

This woman should be the strongest disciple of the Fuyun sword sect. She has at least practiced nine of the thirteen Fuyun swords. If she can't understand this mystery, she will never be able to play the essence of Fuyun sword.

Although she has some unpleasant temperament, her disposition is not bad, but a little colder.

Besides, even if she thought about this, she would not laugh at her idea.

If she really has an idea, she should take the initiative to ask me.

"It's time to practice flute."

Lin Yun took the sword back to its scabbard and whispered.

In recent days, he has spent a lot of time practicing Fuyun thirteen swords, and he has completely put down Xiao Yin's cultivation. At present, this Xiao imperial sword is one of his greatest Assassin's Maces.

In the future, if you want to practice the sword Scripture of longhuang extermination, you will not leave the support of Xiao Yin.

At least you have to practice to control the sword with a flute, so that the sound of Xiao can really control the sword, and the artistic conception of the sword can be derived from the sound of Xiao. Like now, just relying on the purple kite flying, the method is still a little too monotonous.

Encounter fierce opponent, as long as hold a round, Xiao sound has no other change, the probability of being broken is great.

Lin Yun takes out the purple jade God bamboo flute. In a flash, he leaves Tingfeng residence.

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Around Shengjian mountain, there are 108 floating peaks, all of which are used to suppress Shengjian mountain.

If not, the whole clan can be razed to the ground in an instant with the terrible sword meaning contained in the holy sword mountain itself.

On weekdays, these mountains are forbidden areas, and even the elders can't step on them.

For Lin Yun, of course, it's no problem. He has a Tianzi token given by Fuyun Zhangjiao. He can run wild in the clan.

Since it is to practice Xiao, it is natural to find a quiet place. The floating peak around Shengjian mountain is the most suitable place.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun, shuttling in the clouds, glanced over, found a quiet mountain and fell up.

Putting the purple jade bamboo flute to his lips, Lin Yungang was about to play it. He found that even the music and fingering of Ziyuan were very unfamiliar after not practicing for a few days.

Put down the Jade Flute, a little memory, put on the lips again to play.

Boo Hoo!

The sound of Xiao is like crying and complaining, and soon it gets better and better. It is under such sharp tools as the purple jade God bamboo flute. Lin Yun, as a novice, plays the flute with beautiful and moving sound, which can barely be called half of the sounds of nature.

The empty sound of Xiao reverberates in the open mountains, and the vast snow falls with the sound of Xiao, which is in harmony with the purple petals flying out of Lin Yun's body.

There is no need to break through the barrier this time. Lin Yun is relaxed and savors the integration of sword meaning and Xiao sound.

As time goes by, some mysteries are gradually realized. Xiao music itself is a kind of emotion. The way of temperament is also a kind of road, which is no worse than Kendo, and there is no difference between high and low.

If he controls the sword with a flute, practicing the flute is practicing the sword!

At the end of the song, Lin Yun's face turned white and a little tired. The Xiao sound was more exhausting than imagined.

"Use the flute to control the sword In fact, it can be interpreted as a feeling to resist the sword. This feeling can be my anger, it can be the person I love, or it can be my joy. "

Lin Yun's eyes twinkled and he realized a lot.

For the next three days, Lin Yun was immersed in the practice of Xiao Yin, and he completely forgot the sword. Because his emotions, all into the Xiao sound, with the rise and fall of the Xiao sound and change, joys and sorrows, passion, blood, emotions, all in it.

It's clear that the sword has already been used, but the purple kite's flying is more advanced than several times. There is no obstacle to the reversion of the purple kite sword array.

This time, Lin Yun also forgot the purple kite flying. He had no music score, no fingering, only what he thought in his heart.

A broken heart, where to find a bosom friend!

This song, he played for himself. At the end of the song, there were countless emotions lingering in his heart, which could not be dispersed.

Lin Yun picked up the purple jade God bamboo flute and played it again. The sound of the flute was like weeping, whining, and sad, which made people feel sad.He thought of the death of big brother xinjue, he thought of the heavy snow in the imperial capital, just like pear blossom in full bloom. Xinyan for him, married the most hated enemy, that day he was extremely sad.

A pear flower withers, only rose snow red!

This song is played for elder martial sister Xinyan. It is like Daqin, who is happy and who is worried, and who is drawing his sword and does not look back.

Xiao sound in the beginning, this song Lin Yun for the month Weiwei and play, a red smile, how can the past recollect from the beginning.

The sound of Xiao is changing. Lin Yun plays for Su ziyao. It's a sad song of samsara. Where can I meet you again.

In the end, he turned all his emotions into full of blood, playing an unprecedented publicity and pride. He played this song for the sword in his hand. The song was chaotic and the sword was born extraordinary. Floating clouds are not my intention, ten thousand years!

[the first chapter is delivered. It's a little caven. There must be another one in the evening. Let's see you tomorrow morning. In addition, I would like to thank the yuqingfeng man for his reward of 300000 Zongheng coins. I can't write 10000 words in kawen today. I'd like to apologize to you. Tomorrow's third watch, for the leader. Other people reward the alliance leader and add more. 】

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