Sovereign of the Era

Zhou Ping, on the ground, had an incredible look in his eyes and murmured: "you sword slave, you are stupid. How can you reach the triple level of martial arts and Taoism?"

The swordsmen who were busy with their own affairs in the open space were more incredible than Zhou Ping and could not accept the result.

With three levels of martial arts and Taoism, you can become a disciple of Qingyun gate, and the status of the sword slave is much higher than them.

Lin Yun looked at Zhou Ping, did not speak, turned to walk toward the sword washing room.

Zhou Ping wants to chase after him, but he can see that Lin Yun has entered the sword washing room. He gives up some frustrated choices and throws a fist to the ground.

The sword washing room, a separate attic, is a taboo.

Even the outer disciples can't go in. They are responsible for cleaning and maintaining the inner disciples' sabres, and the inner disciples' sabres are all Xuanqi.

Among them, the maintenance method, these ordinary laborers do not understand at all, and they will damage the Xuanqi.

Lin Yun was the only one who could get into it. Even Zhou Ping did not dare to enter.

"Elder martial brother Zhou, are you ok?"

"Elder martial brother Zhou, Lin Yun, the sword slave, turned over immediately. In the future, I'm afraid it will soar into the sky, and no one can stop it. "

"It's over. We ridicule this guy all the time. I'm afraid we'll have some trouble later."

Zhou Ping got up, and a strong sense of killing flashed in his eyes and said, "tell me less. This guy is just relying on the elixir given by elder martial sister su. Fortunately, he has reached the third level of martial arts."

"Do you think you're going to step into the sky by entering the outer door? If you wait for a few days, I will make the sword slave unable to get along in the outer door. "

Being boxed by Lin Yun, Zhou Ping is extremely unconvinced and thinks that he is just a general idea.

Now Lin Yun makes him lose face in the sword washing room. If this scene can't be pulled back, who will convince him in the sword washing room in the future.

After that, Zhou Ping took a cold look at the sword washing room and quickly turned to leave.

"Lin Yun is very hard. Zhou Ping's father is an elder of the outer gate. His elder brother is a master among the disciples of other schools, and some of them will suffer from it later. "

"The swordsman is so angry that he is often beaten down too much. If he has some strength, he doesn't know the height of heaven and earth. He even dares to fight elder martial brother Zhou Ping."

"But then again, elder martial brother Zhou Ping was in a mess just now. This guy didn't bother us on weekdays, and Lin Yungang was able to help us out with a bad breath."

After discussing for a while, hundreds of factotum came back to the battle and began to protect the swords of other disciples.

In the sword washing room.

At the same time, he was pushed into the door.

The cold comes from a cold pool in the middle of the hall.

On the surface of the pool, the air is chilly and there are floating ice. There are more than ten swords on it.

Fusing the memory of the original owner, Lin Yun knows that the cold pool is quite mysterious.

It has been a secret for a long time that why this pool of terrible cold water came into being.

On the other side of the cold pool, an old man was sharpening his sword and hissing.

Beside the sword sharpening stone, there are ten different colors of spirit liquid. The old man is skillful. From time to time, they take out all kinds of spirit liquid, mix them together, or inject them into the whetstone separately.

Lin Yun doesn't speak. He quietly watches the old man sharpen his sword. When the other party finishes, he gently wipes the sword.

Then he bowed his hands respectfully and said, "old Hong, little boy Lin Yun, has reached the triple level of martial arts, and will leave the sword washing room soon."

This old man is the real leader in the sword washing room. He just doesn't like to interfere in the management, so he has the opportunity of such mediocre talents as Zhou Ping.

Lin Yun's excellent sword cultivation skills all come from this old man. It is also because of old Hong that he is qualified to enter the Xijian Pavilion. I have the ability to protect the sabre for some inner disciples.

Old Hong was a little surprised and sighed in a low voice: "it's no accident. Although your bone is poor, you can use so many pills given by Su ziyao, and the breakthrough is normal."

"It's just The real beginning of martial arts is to open up the innate secrets. It's too hard for you to go all the way. It's still a dead end. "

"You are bound to the sword. You can communicate with Xuanqi if you are outside. Old man, I can help you find a way to become a Xuanshi. If we reach the summit, we can still let the most powerful compete with each other. "

Lin Yun didn't understand Hong Lao's words. What is Xuanshi? What is the innate secret place?

However, Lin Yun can clearly feel the concern and worry in his words.

There is also the first sentence. Even old Hong said that. It seems that Lin Yun has benefited a lot from Su ziyao.

"Old Xie Hong is concerned. Lin Yun's road has been decided that no matter how difficult the road is, he will go all the way. A man who lives a lifetime does not seek fame but a clear conscience

Lin Yun is a man of two generations, dead and alive. He has seen many problems thoroughly.

After hearing the speech, Hong Lao was stunned and then said with a smile, "if you have a clear conscience, can you be free and carefree?"In the words, the meaning is not enough, but old Hong did not say much.

After a pause for a moment, he said, "from JianNu to Wudao triple, it's a step up to the sky. Congratulations, you can still remember me as an old man. It's rare. I can't give you anything else. This painting has been with me for many years. Keep it. "

With that, he handed Lin Yun a scroll.

Lin Yun was stunned when he heard the speech. He knew that the painting was the flesh of old Hong's heart, and he often took it for granted.

Old Hong had a favor with himself. How could he take away his beloved and refuse it.

"I think I became a waste man for this painting, and I didn't understand the mystery. Now, half of my body is already in the loess, and I will die at any time. Stay with me and bury in the Loess with me

"If you remember correctly, you practiced tiger Boxing In any case, the painting has some magical effect on you

Old Hong couldn't help but say that he forced Lin Yun to give it to him. He waved his hand and said, "let's go. Don't come here again. Out of here, no matter what others think, you Lin Yun will no longer be Qingyun JianNu! "

In the last sentence, old Hong stressed his tone, which shocked Lin Yun's spirit.

Yes, from now on.

No matter what others think, I Lin Yun can't look down on myself.

He took the painting, bowed down solemnly and left with his hands folded.

Looking at Lin Yun's back, Hong Lao sighed softly and said a pity in the dark.

Walking out of the sword washing room, a group of servants on the open space looked at Lin Yun with a strange look. There is jealousy, there is envy, complex look.

Everyone knows that no matter what happens to Lin Yun, he doesn't have to go back here.

Zhou Ping has left without blocking the road, which makes Lin Yun a little surprised. After staying for a moment, he left the place without looking back and walked towards his cabin.

The wooden house is located in a remote place, very inconspicuous in the huge Qingyun peak.

In the humble house, Lin Yun wrote something.

There are 100 nourishing pills, 20 Qi and blood pills, and 300 taels of gold in total

That's right. What he wrote at the moment is the total money Su ziyao has given him in the past two years.

Lin Yun's swordsmanship is very good. For a long time, Su ziyao's Sabre was kept by him.

Over the past two years, scattered rewards have added up to a lot.

As others have said, without these rewards, the original master's bones and understanding may be trapped in the triple martial arts all his life.

No matter how we insist, we can't break through.

Lin Yun has a good memory, but in fact he doesn't need to have a strong memory. The original owner remembers all the rewards Su ziyao gives to her.

Even Su ziyao can remember clearly what she did and why she needed to raise a sword. What's more, even when the day is and how the weather is known.

As long as a little recollection, all things about Su ziyao will come to mind.

Lin Yun some do not understand, the original owner is not stupid, even has great perseverance. Why can't you see clearly about Su ziyao? The reward given by the other party is just courtesy.

Even politeness can not be counted, indifference to the extreme, casual for, simply did not care.

The word "love" has no meaning.

Think of Su ziyao, wipe the body of the sword during the day, and the expression that doesn't care. Lin Yun slightly shakes his head, does not want to think, writes earnestly.

After writing, blow gently and wait for the ink to dry slightly. Lin Yun put it in front of his eyes, Su ziyao's indifferent expression appeared in his eyes, for the original owner's infatuation, felt a burst of helplessness.

The strong obsession of the original owner still affects Lin Yun.

"Don't worry, when I join the outside door and have a little success, I will give it back ten times for you."

Lin Yun took back his eyes and murmured to himself. After a long time, he collected the paper seriously.

As soon as the words came out, the obsession in my mind was obviously weakened and gave birth to a lot of gratitude.

But Lin Yun can't laugh, so infatuated, for that.

If there is an afterlife, I wish you not to be a lover.

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