Chapter 1354

"What's the matter, aren't you happy kid? This is a blessing."

Jian Jingtian laughed and scolded: "I said before, there is a reason why you are so lucky."

Is that so?

Lin Yun pinched the sides of his chin, thoughtfully, and was a little convinced by what he said.

"Ignore this for now, do you have the Floating Cloud Sword Sect?"

Jian Jingtian's eyes flickered, and he asked in a deep voice.

Now that he has taken that step, he does not need to worry about breaking through the Dragon Vein Realm anymore, and can spend the rest of his time and energy on the sect.

"I just wrote it."

Lin Yun nodded.

The two came to a mountain not far away, in the pavilion where Lin Yun and Su Ziyao often dated.

After Jian Jingtian took out the pen and ink, Lin Yun began to follow his memory and wrote the Floating Cloud Sword Art and Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords one by one.

The Floating Cloud Sword Art recorded in the stone tablet is much more complete than what Lin Yun had previously mastered, and there are even Shendan and the follow-up cultivation method in the Dragon Vein Realm.

During the writing, Lin Yun himself was also comprehending, and his heart was quite shocking.

He really regretted it a little and didn't wait any longer, otherwise he would continue to practice. The Thirteenth Sword of Floating Clouds was quite terrifying in the Divine Core Realm and the Dragon Vein Realm.

Moreover, this exercise is related to the will of Thunder, which can be said to be very suitable for Lin Yun, who masters the will of Canglong.

But now that he already has the Nine Free Swords, he will not be able to allocate his time and energy to practice other swordsmanship.

It can only be regarded as a martial arts perception, slowly digested, and strengthen one's own kendo vision.

Jian Jingtian watched from the side without speaking.

But there was a gleam in his eyes, and he nodded slightly from time to time, looking quite surprised.

The strength of this Floating Cloud Sword Art is somewhat unexpected, and it seems that there are still many places to be excavated.

After Lin Yun finished writing, Jian Jingtian took it over, held it in his hand and sighed, nodded and said, "The true Holy Spirit of the Thirteenth Sword of Fuyun can only be used in conjunction with the sword art. level martial arts."

The martial arts above the Holy Spirit are at the ghost level, above the ghost spirit is the dragon spirit level, and above it is the legendary god level.

God, Dragon, Ghost and Saint, each rank has a corresponding upper, middle and lower rank.

Generally speaking, only super sects have ghost-level martial arts. Once they are successful in cultivation, ghosts and ghosts are unpredictable.

Jian Jingtian's evaluation is already quite high.

"Hey, your word is a bit interesting..."

Suddenly, Jian Jingtian screamed and laughed, "I really didn't realize it. Your writing is so beautiful, like swordsmanship, it's pleasing to the eye, and at the same time, you can comprehend something."

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. His words were not too special, and he had never practiced them deliberately.

Could it be... Lin Yun thought of something.

He took out the pen and ink, spread another layer of white paper, and said, "Senior brother, do you know this word?"

Jian Jingtian got closer, and he didn't care much at first, but his face gradually became solemn.

When Lin Yun wrote all the gestures, his expression changed completely, and he muttered, "This is an ancient word... This is heaven."

That's right, what Lin Yun wrote was exactly the thirty-sixth day!

There are no thirty-six strokes in the sky now, only the ancient characters in the legend have so many strokes.

It was born in the epoch, the oldest text is no longer complete, and there are very few people who can fully understand it.

Lin Yun didn't know the origin of these ancient characters until he heard Nandi read it out.

He just heard Jian Jingtian speak of his own handwriting, and Lin Yun remembered that the change in handwriting might be related to his practice of the Nine Swords of Free and Easy.

This made him stunned!

Thirty-six swords of the sky, the age of medicine, which has always been difficult to see, is still barely successful, and it is impossible to swing the complete thirty-six swords.

Since words are used as swords, the swordsmanship must be learned from the handwriting, and it may be necessary to practice the words more often.

"This seems to be a sword technique. When you were writing, the mood of each stroke was completely different. At the end of the writing, the whole pattern became bigger, and the sword technique became much sharper."

Jian Jingtian said, suddenly realized, smiled: "You brat, no wonder you are willing to keep the Floating Cloud Sword Art, it turns out that there is a better one."

Lin Yun put away the ink and said softly: "Senior brother, you have misunderstood me. If possible, I can keep this swordsmanship, but... this swordsmanship requires a corresponding picture scroll before it can be practiced, so I don't care. It's all written, and it's hard for others to practice it."

"I will think of a way in the future to see if I can write a copy and send it back to the Floating Cloud Sword Sect."

He still has a lot of affection for the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and hopes that one day the Floating Cloud Sword Sect can rise completely in the entire Cangxuan Palace.

"I'm interested, but don't worry, I'll watch it after you're promoted to life and death."

Jian Jingtian and Lin Yun were not polite. Seeing that he had a heart, they would naturally not refuse.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the light in the holy sword peak bloomed.

A sword light penetrated the layers of clouds and rushed away, and the layers of bans arranged by Jian Jingtian immediately broke several layers.

His face changed slightly, and a sword swayed above him, and then suddenly raised his hand and the invisible giant hand came across the sky.

After a while, the light in the Holy Sword Peak was suppressed.

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, and when he looked carefully, he found the existence of the purple kite sword box in the light rising into the sky.

It was a surprising discovery that the light of the Holy Sword Peak did not come from itself, but from its own sword box.

Has the Supreme Divine Mark been subdued?

"open!"

Lin Yun sacrificed the holy seal of the purple kite, and when the seal on the surface of the sword box was opened, it turned into a ray of light and penetrated directly into the sword box.

boom!

When entering the secret realm of Ziyuan, the entire field of vision was immediately occupied by the dazzling thunder.

Xiao Bingfeng stood in the center of the Ziyuan Secret Realm, where the original phoenix tree had completely withered, and a seedling of the tree was born.

The Great Emperor stood in front of the sapling, his expression full of joy, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Lin Yun, you are here!"

After seeing Lin Yun, she couldn't wait to fly over, and flew directly onto him, and said excitedly: "Lin Yun, the divine tree is alive, the divine tree is alive."

Lin Yun was swayed down by her, seeing that she was hanging on his body and had no intention of going down.

"You are a phoenix, why are you like a child?" Lin Yun smiled helplessly, so he could only hug her.

"Hee hee, I'm happy today. One of the Supreme Divine Runes has finally been found. When all the seven Supreme Divine Runes are found, this secret realm will be able to reproduce the original grand occasion." Xiao Bingfeng said with a smile on her face.

Lin Yun looked at it and said, "That's the Ten Thousand Thunder God Pattern."

Xiao Bingfeng said softly: "Well, the Ten Thousand Thunder God Mark, this secret realm is gradually recovering. But in the future, you will have to spend resources to grow the parasol tree. The core of the entire secret realm lies in this parasol tree."

"Where is the Supreme Divine Script?"

Lin Yun said curiously.

"In the Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations." Xiao Bingfeng stretched out her hand.

Lin Yun's eyes immediately turned to the south. If he remembered correctly, in the east of the secret realm were the Divine Bamboo Forest and the ruins of many medicinal fields, and in the south were the Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations and the Unextinguishing Prison.

Boom!

He looked at it, and sure enough, there was a depression thousands of miles away, and the thunder was bursting. From time to time, thunder and lightning evolve into a swimming light, and when it enters the sky, it turns into a lingering thunder and lightning, and then slowly precipitates into a thunder cloud.

Day by day magic!

The Golden Crow Sacred Wings spread out behind Lin Yun, the wings were flapping, the wind was accumulating, and the golden light burst.

In the blink of an eye, he shuttled through the barren secret realm like lightning.

I have to say that after retrieving a Supreme Divine Rune, this originally dilapidated, barren and lifeless secret realm really has more vitality.

After half an hour of effort, Lin Yun landed outside the Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations.

The previous Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations was purely an abandoned giant pit, and now the lightning surge filled it up.

Boom!

In the surging thunder, it crackled and exploded non-stop.

Xiao Bingfeng came down from Lin Yunhuai and said, "The Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations has not really recovered yet. It is just reborn now. It will not be truly recovered until the thunder slurry with nine-colored glow is born. At that time, you can use it to temper your body. , cultivating any body refining magic will be twice as fast, even ten times and a hundred times."

"What can I do to really revive him?"

Lin Yun hurriedly asked.

So tempted, it's hard not to be really tempted. Before meeting Qin Cang, the Canglong Sacred Heaven Art was his trump card second only to Sword Intent.

"The Supreme Divine Rune and the Divine Tree complement each other. The more Divine Runes you collect, the more complete the Divine Tree will be. Similarly, the taller the Divine Tree grows, the more energy these Divine Runes can draw from, and the body will continue to grow."

Xiao Bingfeng explained patiently.

Lin Yun read on both sides of the road, understood the meaning, and pondered: "The meaning is, before finding other god patterns, it seems that he has found a way to water the seedling of this parasol tree."

"Hee hee, he's so smart, he deserves to be the servant chosen by this emperor." Xiao Bingfeng said with a smile.

Lin Yun glared at her, Xiao Bingfeng stuck out her tongue, and immediately silenced.

He observed for a moment, the Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations is still in its infancy, and it can't have the effect of tempering the flesh temporarily.

After a while, Lin Yun returned to the phoenix tree seedling.

This is really a seedling, it is not as tall as Xiao Bingfeng, Lin Yun has to crouch down to see it clearly.

It is said to be a sacred tree, but it does not seem to be beneficial to potted plants.

"Without the help of other foreign objects, it will grow very slowly, perhaps less than a meter in a hundred years." Xiao Bingfeng said beside him.

"What foreign objects do you need?"

"Holy liquid, true dragon holy liquid! If there is a bucket of true dragon holy liquid, it will be enough for ten years." Xiao Bingfeng flexed his fingers and counted seriously.

"Too much!"

Lin Yun vomited blood, how could a bucket of true dragon holy liquid not go to heaven!

He cultivated in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect for more than half a year, and the True Dragon Holy Liquid used was calculated on a drop-by-drop basis, and he still owed his senior brother Tianda's favor.

How many drops in a bucket, Lin Yun is not good at math, he really can't figure it out.

"It's so exaggerated!" The Great Emperor pouted and said cautiously, not daring to tell Lin Yun that the more Divine Marks in the back, the amount of True Dragon Holy Liquid needed would increase sharply.

That's a real astronomical figure. Right now, only one bucket is needed, which is really not much.

"For a bucket, it's about a thousand kilograms."

Xiao Bingfeng counted for Lin Yun.

Lin Yun got up and pondered silently, this number is a bit too large, and he really can't do it with his current ability.

However, the secret realm of Ziyuan has real potential.

The aura around this phoenix tree seedling alone is enough to be worth the best Feng Shui treasure of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. It is hard to imagine what kind of qualitative change will be after pouring a bucket of True Dragon Holy Liquid.

Not to mention, it will really revive the Thunder Pond of Myriad Tribulations, and the benefits are hard not to make people excited.

"Don't worry about it in advance, I will watch it when I go to the ancient wilderness."

Lin Yun looked calm and said softly.

Right now, Cangxuan Palace must not be able to collect so many resources, but in the ancient wilderness, there may be a possibility.