Chapter 131
Before setting foot on the ruins of the sect, just looking at it from a distance, the ancient sword box behind it trembled slightly.
Lin Yun quickly thought of the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint.
Who is Ziyuan Sword Saint?
In that distant golden age, talented people came out in large numbers, evil spirits were rampant, and the arrogance of heaven was as numerous as stars. But it is such a golden age where the light is bright, and the Ziyuan Juggernaut can also traverse the world, defeat the arrogance of the heavens, and bloom with his own style.
Its inheritance has always been the most popular treasure hunt place among the ancient ruins in Qingyang Realm.
After so many years...
The inheritance of the Ziyuan Juggernaut, who can get the fur a little bit, will benefit for a lifetime.
The real core inheritance has never been discovered, and most of the inheritance places are dangerous unknown forbidden places.
When killing Yan Tianrui, Lin Yun learned from the opponent.
The ancient sword box on his back was made by the Ziyuan Sword Saint with a certain wonder of heaven and earth. He was able to traverse the world, and his swordsmanship was excellent, in addition to his personal talent.
The biggest opportunity is the mysterious heaven and earth wonders.
The sword box vibrated for a moment, then calmed down, but it also pointed out the direction for Lin Yun.
Whoosh whoosh!
Without thinking much, Lin Yun quickened his pace, used his body technique, and rushed towards the Zongmen ruins.
After more than half an hour, finally officially set foot on this ruins.
The mournful smell that pervades the air is even more obvious when you officially set foot on it, and combined with the vast and boundless ancient ruins, it is even more desolate and tragic.
On the ruins, many figures flickered, and he came a little slow.
After officially setting foot, I can really feel the vastness of this relic. Most of the area, I am afraid, has not been explored yet, waiting for the excavation of latecomers.
The major overlords of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, Demon Moon Villa and Qingyang County should have set foot here long ago... and of course the Wang family of the four major clans.
After stepping into the ruins, Lin Yun's anxious heart calmed down.
The mournful atmosphere permeating the air, the aura of distant vicissitudes, made him full of curiosity and awe of this place.
"Don't be in a hurry to go to the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint..."
Slowing down a little, Lin Yun strolled through the ruins, admiring the incomplete murals, towering statues, and dilapidated temples.
Passing by one after another dilapidated attic, the interest came, so I went in and took a look.
However, the relics and valuable treasures on the edge have long been evacuated by the first comers.
Lin Yun entered it, purely to feel the glory of this sect.
"This place used to be an alchemy room."
In a damaged high-rise building, Lin Yun saw an ancient pill furnace covered with dust. The surface of the pill furnace was engraved with nine dragon-shaped carvings. The internal damage is too serious, causing the aura of this pill furnace to be lost, and now only the value of remembrance is left.
On the broken wall, there is an incomplete mural, and a boy is picking out medicinal materials.
Looking at his gesture of picking out the medicinal materials, Lin Yun was slightly taken aback, but it was slightly similar to the spirit-inducing art he practiced.
However, the cultivation technique of this boy is definitely many times more brilliant than his Spirit Induction Technique.
call!
The sleeves were waved gently, and a breeze blew past, sweeping away the dust on it.
The ancient Pill Stove suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yun in its entirety, and it looked magnificent and magnificent!
The dust swept away, and a powerful aura emanated from the pill furnace.
Lin Yun's eyes were fascinated, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Bang!
The next moment, the pill furnace, which had lost its spiritual energy, shattered. The dust was blowing in his face, smeared Lin Yun's face, and made a sullen face, which was a little funny.
rub rub!
The sound of footsteps came to this place, and several innate warriors were alarmed by the broken pill furnace, and they rushed over.
When they saw Lin Yun's disgraced face and the dust constantly spitting out of his mouth, they all burst into laughter.
"Young man, there won't be anything good in this place." A middle-aged warrior looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile.
"In the marginal area, there are not many treasures. They were robbed hundreds of years ago. How can we still have our share."
"I thought there was some movement. It turned out to be just a broken pill furnace. The things here look complete, but in fact they shattered when touched."
Several innate warriors spoke one after another and explained to Lin Yun at the same time.
After wiping the dust off his face, Lin Yun sneered and said, "I didn't expect that, if I didn't pay attention, I would eat several mouthfuls of ashes."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The others, seeing Lin Yun's self-deprecating words, laughed in unison.
Accidentally, he was laughed at, and Lin Yun felt helpless.
"Brother Lin!"
When the dust was wiped away, several people saw Lin Yun's face, and their expressions changed slightly.
"It turned out to be Brother Lin Yun, I was really disrespectful just now!"
"Young Master Lin, why did you come so late? I think the overlords of Qingyang County and some people from the High Heaven Sword Pavilion have already rushed to the core area."
"I heard that Young Master Lin got a Profound Pill a few days ago and killed an old man named Xiantian Liuqiao. Such strength is really admirable!"
As early as two months ago, with the bloody pursuit order from the Blood Cloud Sect, many people knew about Lin Yun. In the past few days, he has even won the eighth-grade lava heart and dragon cloud fruit, and the story of the battle against the plum painting has already spread throughout Qingyang County.
The name of Lin Yun can be regarded as a famous Qingyang.
In recent days, he fought Meizihua and Xuetu at the same time, and the youthful blood was an eye-opener.
Qingyang County has always respected the strong, and only respected the strong, regardless of background, let alone age.
Lin Yun's strength was enough to convince them.
"you are welcome."
Lin Yun scratched his head, being praised a little unnaturally, but he didn't expect himself to be so famous.
Just eating ashes will make a group of people disrespectful.
"We won't disturb Young Master Lin to appreciate the ashes, and leave." The middle-aged warrior clasped his fists and went back to leave with the others.
Rewarding ashes?
Lin Yun smiled awkwardly, isn't it, looking at this dilapidated pavilion, there is ashes everywhere.
A few people talking is also funny enough.
After a few people left, Lin Yun raised his feet and prepared to follow him away, so he couldn't really stay here to appreciate the ashes...
"what?"
The pill furnace turned into a pile of dust, like a small hill, but there seemed to be something protruding from it.
Lin Yun stopped in his footsteps, turned around and walked over, pinching the bulge, and pumping lightly.
Chi!
A bamboo slip was pulled out by him.
"Strange thing? Even the elixir furnace made of divine materials has been turned into powder with the passage of time. A bamboo slip is still intact."
After Lin Yun made sure that the bamboo slips were still hard, he gently wiped the dust off them.
Four vast ancient characters appear on the bamboo slips.
The ancient characters were different from the current fonts. Lin Yun frowned when he saw it, and the first character was still unrecognizable.
I had to jump over, the second word could be vaguely recognized, it should be month or eye.
The third word cannot be confirmed, but the last word is easy to identify, it is a fire word.
Lin Yun shook his head, there was too little information to be sure.
After thinking about it, he condensed a strand of spiritual essence and poured it into the bamboo slip.
"Good weight!"
As soon as I knew it, a trace of spiritual energy poured in, and the entire bamboo slip became so heavy that even Lin Yun's 50,000 jins of strength could not bear it.
When he saw the bamboo slip, he rubbed it and slammed down toward the ground.
Bang!
At the moment of landing, there was a loud noise, and the old dilapidated attic collapsed on the spot.
At the same time, in a radius of ten miles, all the pavilions collapsed under the shock.
thump!
Lin Yun picked up the bamboo slip, and once again got out in a sullen face, and hurried away.
To be seen like this again, today would be a shame.
Fortunately, it is located on the edge, and although there is a lot of movement, not too many people are attracted.
It didn't cause too much turbulence, it was just someone who didn't intend to touch some restrictions.
This kind of thing is very common in ancient ruins.
After Lin Yun ran for a long distance, he slowly stopped, took out the bamboo slip and looked at it again.
The ancient bamboo slips are filled with traces of time and mystery, which are puzzling.
"Is it a treasure? But even if I can't figure it out, I will use it as a hidden weapon. I'm afraid ordinary people can't stop it."
Lin Yun muttered to himself and put it in the storage bag.
As a result, it was unexpectedly discovered that the storage bag was very repellent to it and could not be accommodated at all.
Strange thing, could it be a space secret?
In desperation, Lin Yun had to keep it close to him and keep it carefully.
This thing is definitely not simple. In the future, if the vision is raised, it will have to be studied carefully.
"It's time to go to the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint..."
After eating ashes twice in a row, Lin Yun also had no intention of strolling, looking for a certain direction to speed up.
With the opening of his feet, coupled with his surging cultivation, Lin Yun can now reach a height of 100 zhang with a single leap.
If necessary, cooperate with the technique of combining rigidity and softness. With the power of the fists and feet, you can also use the soft power to stay in the air for half a cup of tea.
From a distance, Lin Yun seemed to be flying over the vast ruins of the sect.
Ancient ruins everywhere, like a glimpse of light, flashed in front of his eyes. There are many ancient temples filled with the vicissitudes of the years, which makes people feel sympathy and lament the tyranny and invincibility of this sect.
The more you fly towards the core, the more warriors you can see.
From time to time, there are also fierce fighting sounds, which are eye-catching.
Lin Yun didn't stop, and kept running all the way.
Two full hours later, the ancient sword box on his back trembled again.
With a move in his heart, Lin Yun raised his head and looked into the distance. Ten miles away, there are towering peaks.
The peak of the mountain is straight like a sword, like a sharp blade with a handle, straight into the sky, and the sword pierces the sky.
The ancient and dense aura spread out from that mountain peak, and just watching it for a moment, Lin Yun felt a little tingling in his eyes.
"What a sharp edge!"
You can't go wrong, the place where the peaks stand is where the inheritance of the Ziyuan Sword Saint is located.
A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yun snorted softly, "Go!"
He was like a cunning rabbit, moving like a thunderbolt, and he rushed past ten miles away with a few cups of tea.
Whoosh whoosh!
As soon as he approached, there were eyes one after another, falling on Lin Yun, which seemed unfriendly.
They are all martial artists from all over the world who are currently here. Except for each other's partners, they are full of vigilance.
It can be clearly felt that the atmosphere here is much more indifferent than the edge of the ruins.
Lin Yun was alone, but no one dared to trouble him. Before fighting Meizihua and Xuetu, he had already shown his strength.
In the face of Blood Cloud Sect and Jin Yanzong, who dared to fight, no one dared to offend anyone who did not involve Chongbao.
"This should be it... But where is the entrance that really made the sword box tremble?" With a secret thought in his heart, Lin Yun looked around, hoping to find some clues.
Lin Yun quickly thought of the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint.
Who is Ziyuan Sword Saint?
In that distant golden age, talented people came out in large numbers, evil spirits were rampant, and the arrogance of heaven was as numerous as stars. But it is such a golden age where the light is bright, and the Ziyuan Juggernaut can also traverse the world, defeat the arrogance of the heavens, and bloom with his own style.
Its inheritance has always been the most popular treasure hunt place among the ancient ruins in Qingyang Realm.
After so many years...
The inheritance of the Ziyuan Juggernaut, who can get the fur a little bit, will benefit for a lifetime.
The real core inheritance has never been discovered, and most of the inheritance places are dangerous unknown forbidden places.
When killing Yan Tianrui, Lin Yun learned from the opponent.
The ancient sword box on his back was made by the Ziyuan Sword Saint with a certain wonder of heaven and earth. He was able to traverse the world, and his swordsmanship was excellent, in addition to his personal talent.
The biggest opportunity is the mysterious heaven and earth wonders.
The sword box vibrated for a moment, then calmed down, but it also pointed out the direction for Lin Yun.
Whoosh whoosh!
Without thinking much, Lin Yun quickened his pace, used his body technique, and rushed towards the Zongmen ruins.
After more than half an hour, finally officially set foot on this ruins.
The mournful smell that pervades the air is even more obvious when you officially set foot on it, and combined with the vast and boundless ancient ruins, it is even more desolate and tragic.
On the ruins, many figures flickered, and he came a little slow.
After officially setting foot, I can really feel the vastness of this relic. Most of the area, I am afraid, has not been explored yet, waiting for the excavation of latecomers.
The major overlords of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, Demon Moon Villa and Qingyang County should have set foot here long ago... and of course the Wang family of the four major clans.
After stepping into the ruins, Lin Yun's anxious heart calmed down.
The mournful atmosphere permeating the air, the aura of distant vicissitudes, made him full of curiosity and awe of this place.
"Don't be in a hurry to go to the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint..."
Slowing down a little, Lin Yun strolled through the ruins, admiring the incomplete murals, towering statues, and dilapidated temples.
Passing by one after another dilapidated attic, the interest came, so I went in and took a look.
However, the relics and valuable treasures on the edge have long been evacuated by the first comers.
Lin Yun entered it, purely to feel the glory of this sect.
"This place used to be an alchemy room."
In a damaged high-rise building, Lin Yun saw an ancient pill furnace covered with dust. The surface of the pill furnace was engraved with nine dragon-shaped carvings. The internal damage is too serious, causing the aura of this pill furnace to be lost, and now only the value of remembrance is left.
On the broken wall, there is an incomplete mural, and a boy is picking out medicinal materials.
Looking at his gesture of picking out the medicinal materials, Lin Yun was slightly taken aback, but it was slightly similar to the spirit-inducing art he practiced.
However, the cultivation technique of this boy is definitely many times more brilliant than his Spirit Induction Technique.
call!
The sleeves were waved gently, and a breeze blew past, sweeping away the dust on it.
The ancient Pill Stove suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yun in its entirety, and it looked magnificent and magnificent!
The dust swept away, and a powerful aura emanated from the pill furnace.
Lin Yun's eyes were fascinated, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Bang!
The next moment, the pill furnace, which had lost its spiritual energy, shattered. The dust was blowing in his face, smeared Lin Yun's face, and made a sullen face, which was a little funny.
rub rub!
The sound of footsteps came to this place, and several innate warriors were alarmed by the broken pill furnace, and they rushed over.
When they saw Lin Yun's disgraced face and the dust constantly spitting out of his mouth, they all burst into laughter.
"Young man, there won't be anything good in this place." A middle-aged warrior looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile.
"In the marginal area, there are not many treasures. They were robbed hundreds of years ago. How can we still have our share."
"I thought there was some movement. It turned out to be just a broken pill furnace. The things here look complete, but in fact they shattered when touched."
Several innate warriors spoke one after another and explained to Lin Yun at the same time.
After wiping the dust off his face, Lin Yun sneered and said, "I didn't expect that, if I didn't pay attention, I would eat several mouthfuls of ashes."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The others, seeing Lin Yun's self-deprecating words, laughed in unison.
Accidentally, he was laughed at, and Lin Yun felt helpless.
"Brother Lin!"
When the dust was wiped away, several people saw Lin Yun's face, and their expressions changed slightly.
"It turned out to be Brother Lin Yun, I was really disrespectful just now!"
"Young Master Lin, why did you come so late? I think the overlords of Qingyang County and some people from the High Heaven Sword Pavilion have already rushed to the core area."
"I heard that Young Master Lin got a Profound Pill a few days ago and killed an old man named Xiantian Liuqiao. Such strength is really admirable!"
As early as two months ago, with the bloody pursuit order from the Blood Cloud Sect, many people knew about Lin Yun. In the past few days, he has even won the eighth-grade lava heart and dragon cloud fruit, and the story of the battle against the plum painting has already spread throughout Qingyang County.
The name of Lin Yun can be regarded as a famous Qingyang.
In recent days, he fought Meizihua and Xuetu at the same time, and the youthful blood was an eye-opener.
Qingyang County has always respected the strong, and only respected the strong, regardless of background, let alone age.
Lin Yun's strength was enough to convince them.
"you are welcome."
Lin Yun scratched his head, being praised a little unnaturally, but he didn't expect himself to be so famous.
Just eating ashes will make a group of people disrespectful.
"We won't disturb Young Master Lin to appreciate the ashes, and leave." The middle-aged warrior clasped his fists and went back to leave with the others.
Rewarding ashes?
Lin Yun smiled awkwardly, isn't it, looking at this dilapidated pavilion, there is ashes everywhere.
A few people talking is also funny enough.
After a few people left, Lin Yun raised his feet and prepared to follow him away, so he couldn't really stay here to appreciate the ashes...
"what?"
The pill furnace turned into a pile of dust, like a small hill, but there seemed to be something protruding from it.
Lin Yun stopped in his footsteps, turned around and walked over, pinching the bulge, and pumping lightly.
Chi!
A bamboo slip was pulled out by him.
"Strange thing? Even the elixir furnace made of divine materials has been turned into powder with the passage of time. A bamboo slip is still intact."
After Lin Yun made sure that the bamboo slips were still hard, he gently wiped the dust off them.
Four vast ancient characters appear on the bamboo slips.
The ancient characters were different from the current fonts. Lin Yun frowned when he saw it, and the first character was still unrecognizable.
I had to jump over, the second word could be vaguely recognized, it should be month or eye.
The third word cannot be confirmed, but the last word is easy to identify, it is a fire word.
Lin Yun shook his head, there was too little information to be sure.
After thinking about it, he condensed a strand of spiritual essence and poured it into the bamboo slip.
"Good weight!"
As soon as I knew it, a trace of spiritual energy poured in, and the entire bamboo slip became so heavy that even Lin Yun's 50,000 jins of strength could not bear it.
When he saw the bamboo slip, he rubbed it and slammed down toward the ground.
Bang!
At the moment of landing, there was a loud noise, and the old dilapidated attic collapsed on the spot.
At the same time, in a radius of ten miles, all the pavilions collapsed under the shock.
thump!
Lin Yun picked up the bamboo slip, and once again got out in a sullen face, and hurried away.
To be seen like this again, today would be a shame.
Fortunately, it is located on the edge, and although there is a lot of movement, not too many people are attracted.
It didn't cause too much turbulence, it was just someone who didn't intend to touch some restrictions.
This kind of thing is very common in ancient ruins.
After Lin Yun ran for a long distance, he slowly stopped, took out the bamboo slip and looked at it again.
The ancient bamboo slips are filled with traces of time and mystery, which are puzzling.
"Is it a treasure? But even if I can't figure it out, I will use it as a hidden weapon. I'm afraid ordinary people can't stop it."
Lin Yun muttered to himself and put it in the storage bag.
As a result, it was unexpectedly discovered that the storage bag was very repellent to it and could not be accommodated at all.
Strange thing, could it be a space secret?
In desperation, Lin Yun had to keep it close to him and keep it carefully.
This thing is definitely not simple. In the future, if the vision is raised, it will have to be studied carefully.
"It's time to go to the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint..."
After eating ashes twice in a row, Lin Yun also had no intention of strolling, looking for a certain direction to speed up.
With the opening of his feet, coupled with his surging cultivation, Lin Yun can now reach a height of 100 zhang with a single leap.
If necessary, cooperate with the technique of combining rigidity and softness. With the power of the fists and feet, you can also use the soft power to stay in the air for half a cup of tea.
From a distance, Lin Yun seemed to be flying over the vast ruins of the sect.
Ancient ruins everywhere, like a glimpse of light, flashed in front of his eyes. There are many ancient temples filled with the vicissitudes of the years, which makes people feel sympathy and lament the tyranny and invincibility of this sect.
The more you fly towards the core, the more warriors you can see.
From time to time, there are also fierce fighting sounds, which are eye-catching.
Lin Yun didn't stop, and kept running all the way.
Two full hours later, the ancient sword box on his back trembled again.
With a move in his heart, Lin Yun raised his head and looked into the distance. Ten miles away, there are towering peaks.
The peak of the mountain is straight like a sword, like a sharp blade with a handle, straight into the sky, and the sword pierces the sky.
The ancient and dense aura spread out from that mountain peak, and just watching it for a moment, Lin Yun felt a little tingling in his eyes.
"What a sharp edge!"
You can't go wrong, the place where the peaks stand is where the inheritance of the Ziyuan Sword Saint is located.
A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yun snorted softly, "Go!"
He was like a cunning rabbit, moving like a thunderbolt, and he rushed past ten miles away with a few cups of tea.
Whoosh whoosh!
As soon as he approached, there were eyes one after another, falling on Lin Yun, which seemed unfriendly.
They are all martial artists from all over the world who are currently here. Except for each other's partners, they are full of vigilance.
It can be clearly felt that the atmosphere here is much more indifferent than the edge of the ruins.
Lin Yun was alone, but no one dared to trouble him. Before fighting Meizihua and Xuetu, he had already shown his strength.
In the face of Blood Cloud Sect and Jin Yanzong, who dared to fight, no one dared to offend anyone who did not involve Chongbao.
"This should be it... But where is the entrance that really made the sword box tremble?" With a secret thought in his heart, Lin Yun looked around, hoping to find some clues.
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