Sovereign of the Era

"It's done!"

Looking at the scene, Lin Yun's face showed a trace of joy.

Although compared with the ten thousand li white clouds and the nine day gale in the secret script, the power of the dragon and tiger is pitiful.

But in Lin Yun's opinion, it is enough.

With this pattern, even in the face of martial arts eight heavy, Lin Yun is confident that he will not lose to the other side in momentum.

The excitement in Lin Yun's heart is beyond words.

He succeeded in completing the skills on the congenital remnant, and it only took him two days.

If spread out, I don't know what kind of sensation it will cause.

Of course, to be able to do so smoothly, in addition to the savvy, other reasons are more important.

First, the peak of his tiger boxing is perfect, and there is a mysterious picture. As for Huwei, no one can match him.

Second, in front of the statue of the candle dragon in the main hall of zongmen, he successfully attracted the gathering of the wind and cloud, which made him really understand the artistic conception.

What's more, the dragon and tiger are not really killing moves after all. There are not too many incomplete ones.

The above conditions, without a Lin Yun can not be so smooth.

"It's just prestige, it's so terrible. When the dragon and tiger boxing is really put into practice, how amazing it should be

Looking at the big trees which were broken by the dragon and tiger, such as the rain washed through the general ground, Lin Yun quietly exclaimed.

The dragon and tiger boxing just fits him perfectly.

Unfortunately, it's only a remnant. It's not easy to learn one form of dragon and tiger.

For the next three days, Lin Yun was practicing the prestige of dragon and tiger. He didn't want to do what he wanted. At least we should be able to use it successfully in a desperate situation and achieve a small success in 15 days.

Hard to come out of the bottom card, let him and Zhou Yun a war, add a lot of confidence.

Nature should be well grasped!

"Elder martial brother Lin, I have your letter."

Five days later, Lin Yun, who got up early in the morning, suddenly received a letter.

"Who sent it to me?"

"The messenger didn't say, elder martial brother, I'll leave first."

The visitor laughed and left quickly without staying.

Strange, on this day, I still have other acquaintances. The life experience of the original owner was an orphan and had no relatives.

When Lin Yun opened the letter, he was puzzled and untied.

Auction!

The letter is from Tong Hu, the boss of Wanbao Pavilion in Baishui city.

On that day, he placed ten blood flame bones in Tonghu, which had been sent to the auction house and will soon be auctioned.

"I almost forgot about it."

Lin Yun received the letter with deep thought. The blood flame bone can be used to make a mysterious weapon called blood flame armor, which is immeasurable.

In this regard, he has great expectations.

"I have to go."

He cleaned up and left the door.

Lin Yun, who had a wild goose Jue beside him, did not rent a horse at the zongmen's gate, but used his body method to go on his way.

During the day, they train their body methods, while at night they practice martial arts.

When he was away from home, Lin Yun did not really relax and never forgot to practice hard.

The third, Chunyang Gong, will soon break through the four levels.

There are five levels of pure Yang skill in total. The internal strength is famous for its hardness and conciseness, which is extremely difficult to cultivate.

However, he has made great progress in the case of blood pills and spirit stone, which can be broken through in half a month.

If blood flame bone, can shoot a big price.

In the case of consuming a large number of inferior spirit stones, chunyanggong may not be able to break through to the fifth level and reach the perfect state.

In addition, he has to observe the mysterious paintings every day, condensing the charm of tiger.

After four days, Lin Yun has been able to see the outline of Baishui city from a distance.

"By day tomorrow, we should be able to enter the city."

Looking at the evening, Lin Yun chooses a quiet place and stops driving.

After recovering the internal energy consumed during the day with Chunyang Gong, Lin Yun takes out the mysterious picture again.

A tiger in the heart, sniff the rose!

Every time I saw the words on the scroll, Lin Yun was stunned and pondered for a long time.

In fact, he doesn't really understand what it means to have a tiger in the heart and sniff the rose.

Scroll, unfold little by little.

Boom!

The wind blows in his ears, and the tiger in the painting, as usual, roars incessantly and goes straight to his heart to eat people.

Bang bang!

Every time I look at it, my heart is like a heavy blow, and I feel terrible.

Now Lin Yun is much better than before.

At first, he did not dare to look at it, so he was frightened by the picture.

At the moment, the fierce tiger fist moves quietly, and he stares at the fierce tiger that keeps coming.

Immerse yourself in it and forget yourself.

Whew!

I don't know when, a little sword light burst out from the painting and exploded in front of his vision. The sword light illuminated all the night in his eyes."Sword light!"

Lin Yun exclaimed in his heart and almost threw the picture away.

See again, there is really a sword light!

Once he saw a flash of sword light in the painting, but he couldn't see it behind.

He thought he had hallucinations. Today, the sword light came back again, which made him excited and speechless.

Lin Yun held his breath, restrained his nervous mood, and was under the great pressure brought by the sword light.

Try to keep your inner peace.

If he wants to see, he must see clearly where the sword light comes from.

In front of his eyes, the sword light, a little dissipated, his sight gradually condensed in the picture.

As soon as the sword light dissipated completely, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and the picture changed. In the center of the drawing paper, there are more pictures than ever before.

One more person.

The man in blue, with his body on his side and his sword in his left hand, pointed to the sky from afar. Right hand open, sent to the front, palm a rose in full bloom.

The whole person appears at will leisurely, poetic, free and unrestrained.

More than one person, the picture mood, completely changed.

The tiger in the painting is still powerful, engulfed the mountains and rivers, and attacked the soul. But its goal has changed, not Lin Yun outside the painting, but the rose in the palm of the person in the painting.

In Lin Yun's mind, he can even imagine that the tiger will devour mountains and rivers in the next moment.

Close your eyes and sniff the rose fragrance.

In the painting, the tiger occupies a large area.

But who is the Lord, who is from, at a glance.

When Lin Yun was shocked, a voice suddenly rang in his ear, and the man in the painting moved.

"Where does the flower start?"

I saw the Rose floating in his palm, his right hand took the sword and danced in the air.

The flower falls off the tip of the sword and blooms with dazzling brilliance. At this moment, he was free and calm, like water.

The body erupts, infinite sword power, more than before the tiger more than a hundred times.

He is more dazzling than the stars, he has thousands of rays of light, can compete with the bright moon. As if the next sword fell, the mountains and rivers would tremble under his sword.

But I can't see it. His sword is so fast that he can't hear Lin Yun clearly.

When he collected the sword, the flowers were falling, colorful and competing.

All of a sudden, he looked back and laughed. This smile, flowers fade.

Sword out, jump in the air.

The rain of flowers all over the sky, and his sword, turned into a fierce tiger, rushed out of the picture.

Sloshing!

Lin Yun was startled, and the painting fell on the ground. Suddenly, he woke up like a dream.

Look up, the night, stars.

Where are the four swords? Where are the wild flowers.

Lin Yun was speechless, as if six gods had no master.

For a while, I didn't know where I was.

In my mind, it was the man who turned back with a sword, and he was invincible.

After a long time, he woke up and picked up the painting scroll with his head down.

Look again, the tiger is still the tiger, but there is a man in front of the tiger. Flowers bloom in one hand and sword in the other. The fierce tiger, which is engulfed by mountains and rivers, sniffs the fragrance of flowers, and has a huge contrast with its image.

The original person has been in, not the picture has changed, but before he was covered by tiger eyes.

We can't see the sword or the flowers, but we can only see the tiger who eats people.

A tiger in the heart sniffs the rose Lin YunRuo has learned a lot.

What's more, there is a set of sword techniques hidden in the painting. However, no matter how he recalled it, he could only remember where the flower started.

Dawdle!

Lin Yun put away the painting scroll, buried the foil sheath, said nothing, and kept practicing in the night.

"Where does the flower begin, where does the flower begin?"

The sword light dances, and he murmurs to himself, if there is a magic barrier.

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