Chapter 14

After returning to the wooden house and resting for the night, Lin Yun began to pack up.

After a while, the more important things in the house are prepared and packed.

There are not many important things. The most valuable ones are the three Body Tempering Pills won from Chen Xiao.

"Zongmen, we can't stay any longer for the time being."

There was a calm look in Lin Yun's clear eyes.

It is expected that Zhou Yun's group will definitely not give up.

With the strength of the fourth level of martial arts, facing Zhou Yun who is higher than his third level, there is no chance of winning.

Even Chen Xiao, if he didn't suppress his realm, the outcome would be divided into five or five.

The original plan to hone swordsmanship in the organ hall had no choice but to end.

Sigh softly.

Zhou Yun's strong oppression, Su Ziyao's aloof indifference, the mockery and disdain in Wang Ning's eyes...

All kinds of previous scenes appeared in Lin Yun's mind.

Deep down, inexplicably uncomfortable, the bitter taste spread little by little.

For many years, he has not failed, and he has a huge sense of frustration, which makes him slightly powerless.

Glancing at it, he landed on the picture scroll given to him by Mr. Hong on the table.

The eight ancient characters on the scroll reappeared in his field of vision, with a fierce tiger in his heart, sniffing roses.

A bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, this is the sect, this is the Xuanhuang world, the strong are respected, and the weak are slaves.

The strong never complain!

Holding the scroll tightly, the confusion and powerlessness in the depths of his eyes disappeared, replaced by a stubbornness and perseverance: "Two months later, let's see!"

Zongwutang is always very popular.

Here you can receive sect salaries and accept sect quests.

Zongmen will issue various tasks, some are hunting monsters, some are gathering exotic flowers and plants, some are beheading Jiangyang thieves, and so on. In addition, there are also the Weapon Pavilion and the Martial Arts Building.

When Lin Yun arrived, it was no different from the first time he arrived, and the voices were still full of people.

But the moment he appeared, the hall suddenly became quiet.

All eyes were on him.

The story that he defeated Chen Xiao with a single sword and took Zhou Yun's palm with a single blow had spread all over the world overnight.

Especially the fact that he practiced the Flowing Wind Swordsmanship is even more incredible.

You know, not long ago, he was just a humble sword slave!

This huge contrast is even more surprising.

Of course, his wonderful relationship with Su Ziyao has also caused a lot of discussion, which is interesting.

In the face of many complicated eyes, Lin Yun went straight to Deacon Yang.

"I want to receive two months in advance, and accept some tasks by the way. Please ask Deacon Yang for permission."

Deacon Yang looked at Lin Yun with a surprised look in his eyes, Shibie was really impressed for three days.

Not long ago, a sword slave who was completely ignored by him grew up so fast.

After calming down a little, Deacon Yang did not embarrass Lin Yun this time: "Yes, this is your two-month sect, two body-quenching pills, four Yuan-boosting pills, and a hundred gold taels."

Peiyuandan and gold are all fine, nothing.

Especially gold, Lin Yun knows that gold is a huge wealth in the eyes of ordinary people. But in the eyes of high-level warriors, it is worthless. It is said that among the inner disciples, the real trading currency is spirit stones, and gold and silver can only be used for daily food and drink.

But the body quenching pill is different. Even among the inner disciples, the body quenching pill is of great value.

With these two body quenching pills, he has a total of five body quenching pills.

With these five body quenching pills, you can make rapid progress in the cultivation of the fourth level of martial arts.

"It seems that you really intend to challenge Zhou Yun in two months."

Deacon Yang entrusted the door to Lin Yun and said meaningfully.

He could see at a glance that Lin Yun planned to receive the task within two months. By going out and practicing, you can enhance your strength and avoid the limelight by the way.

Lin Yun groaned in his heart, sorry, this old man won't come to make things difficult for me again.

Deacon Yang saw that Lin Yun was worried, and said softly: "Don't worry, Hall Master Hong has spoken, and this old man has the courage to make things difficult for you. Let's not mention the past, what tasks do you want to take, ordinary tasks, or Spirit Stone Mission?"

"And the Spirit Stone quest?"

"Naturally, as the name suggests. The rewards for spiritual stone quests are all spiritual stones, which are usually given to inner disciples. But when inner disciples are short, there will always be some extra spirit stone quests left."

"Let me see."

Unexpectedly, there is still a spiritual stone mission, and Lin Yun's interest has greatly increased.

"Lingshi mission, hunt down the monster Mo Yanhu, there are three, the mission is successful, reward 200 low-grade spirit stones. As expected of a spirit stone mission... To hunt down monsters, this alone can scare away how many people."

"Lingshi mission, collect ten blood lilies, the mission location is Baihua Valley deep in the Hengyun Mountains."

"Lingshi mission, kill Jiangyang thief Kuangyan, the reward for the task is 500 low-grade spirit stones. Detailed explanation of the task, Kuangyan is strong, close to the seventh level of martial arts, rampant in Tianshui, killing people like hemp, all major sects, all want Get rid of it quickly."

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In Lin Yun's opinion, none of the various spiritual stone tasks are easy, all of them are extremely dangerous, and the rewards are also generous.

After carefully weighing and calculating the time, Lin Yun chose three tasks.

"Two months later, it will be the Qingyunzong mid-year assessment. If you can't come back in time, it may be regarded as an automatic abstention."

After handing over the task to Lin Yun, Deacon Yang said cautiously.

Lin Yun still knew about the mid-year assessment, nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

When Lin Yun was about to leave, Deacon Yang asked in a low voice, "Have you really mastered the Flowing Wind Swordsmanship?"

"It's barely a small success, it's not really mastered."

After a simple answer, Lin Yun left quickly, leaving behind Deacon Yang who was dumbfounded.

At the beginning, he was sure that Lin Yun would never be able to practice it, but he did not expect that Lin Yun not only practiced, but also reached the realm of small success.

It seems that in Lin Yun's opinion, he is preparing to attack the flow of wind swordsmanship.

"Fortunately, Hall Master Hong appeared by accident that day, and he didn't completely offend this kid to death." After a while, Deacon Yang shook his head and sighed softly.

Not long after Lin Yun left the sect, Qingyun Sect was halfway up the mountain.

In his wooden house, a bunch of people rummaged through boxes, looking for something rudely.

"Senior Brother Chen, I didn't find the Body Tempering Pill. This kid had expected it, and all the important things were taken away in advance."

"There is nothing of value, just a pile of scraps for the maintenance of swords."

But it was Chen Xiao. After the injury was healed, he immediately wanted to get back on the field.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun took the lead and left.

"Damn, my cloud pattern sword, my three body tempering pills!"

Chen Xiao's heart was extremely painful, and he couldn't stop roaring: "Burn me this broken house. Lin Yun, see how long you can hide, I don't believe in the mid-year assessment, you won't come!"

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On a fast horse, it took two days.

Lin Yun came to the depths of the Hengyun Mountain Range, which was completely far away from the sect, and faced another kind of danger.

Lin Yun, who had already practiced here once, knew exactly what was in the depths of the mountain range.

Monster!

Compared with the periphery of the mountain range, the depths of the mountain range are more rampant, and the lowest level of the monsters is the fifth level of martial arts.

What is even more terrifying is that there is evil spirit on the monster, and it is extremely difficult for a warrior to win under the same realm.

But he took on the mission of collecting blood lilies and had to come here for an adventure.

Wanting to be ashamed, defeating Zhou Yun, and wanting to repay all Su Ziyao's kindness, he has no way out.

Compared with the pressure Zhou Yun brought him, Su Ziyao's "kindness" made him even more unacceptable.

What he disliked the most in his life was to owe others, and thinking of Su Ziyao's aloof and indifferent expression made him even more reluctant to owe this debt.

The map shows that the Valley of Flowers is nearby.

But in the depths of the Hengyun Mountains, the terrain is complex, the jungle is dense, and there are few people. It is not easy for him to find the entrance to Baihua Valley, who has never been there.

In addition to beware of hidden monsters, it is even more troublesome to find.

After three days, Lin Yun passed through a jungle, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The front is wide, and the field of vision is suddenly clear.

There was a huge mountain valley in front of me, and the flowers on the ground were in full bloom, with bright colors, and it was impossible to see the edge at a glance.

The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers is in the nose.

The Valley of Flowers, here we come!