Chapter 1427

Feiyun Peak, three days later.

The fog above Linghu Lake has long since dissipated, and the morning sun has broken, and the waves are shimmering.

the heart of the lake.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, looked up at Chaoyang in the distance, his handsome face was full of energy, and his spirit was at an unprecedented peak.

Now that he is twenty years old, he is no longer the young Lin Yun of the past, but the vigor between his eyebrows is still the same as before.

"Chaoyang, it's so beautiful."

Lin Yun let out a breath of turbid air, and he sat cross-legged, stretching his arms lazily.

Comfortable!

After the cultivation base was promoted to the two-star Celestial Pill, Lin Yun spent the past three days in a stable realm, and now his cultivation base is completely stable, and his whole body is extremely comfortable.

Looking at the fiery morning sun, a smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face showed a look of yearning and emotion.

Chaoyang is really beautiful. For the sword he created himself, the brilliance he chose was the morning sun.

Every time I see it, I can feel a new feeling.

Under the rising sun, the clouds are flying.

Just like Lin Yun's heart of Xiangjian, he is full of hope every day, and he will never give up even in times of despair.

call!

Lin Yun lightly tapped the soles of his feet on the water, took out a pot of wine, swayed up, and drank all the wine in the pot facing the rising sun.

"someone is coming?"

After Lin Yun landed on the edge of the lake, he sensed that someone outside Feiyun Peak was visiting, and he lifted all the restrictions.

It didn't take long for a figure to appear in his field of vision. The person who came was carrying a sword box and dressed in a blue shirt. It looked quite scattered. It was the senior brother of Shenxiaofeng Feng Luan.

"Big Brother."

With a smile on his face, Lin Yun hurried forward to greet him.

After approaching, Feng Luan smiled and said: "Strictly speaking, I should call you Shishu, and the peak master is my Shizun."

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Fortunately, this sword sect did not strictly enforce the seniority, otherwise it would be a bit messy.

"How about it, are you still used to living in this place?"

Feng Luan glanced at Linghu and asked softly.

"very satisfied."

Lin Yun nodded.

This is the truth. Except for the Holy Mountain, it is very difficult for such a large sword sect to have such a good cultivation treasure.

Even the Holy Pond Square of Shenxiao Peak is not as good as his own Feiyun Peak, but he owns a spiritual lake alone.

The speed of cultivation here is several times better than that of the Holy Pond Square. This is a privilege that can only be enjoyed by the disciples of Tianzi, otherwise it would be difficult for even the elders of life and death to have a floating peak alone.

The two chatted casually for a while, drank some wine, and Feng Luan got to the point.

"The Five Peaks Competition is about to start in a month and a half. I'll let you know." Feng Luan looked at Lin Yun and said softly.

Lin Yun was thoughtful, and Wufeng knew better than him.

Chen Ling mentioned it a few times before, but he didn't ask carefully, and immediately asked Feng Luan for advice.

Feng Luan put down the wine glass with a mild expression on his face, and said with a smile: "There are several major events within the Sword Sect, one is the rotation of the Heaven and Earth Double List, which is held every two years, and the other is the Five Peaks Competition, which is held once a year. The disciples of the Peak Divine Core Realm participated. Apart from that, there are occasional other major events, but they are a bit worse than the two.”

"Five peaks competition, only the Shendan realm participates? Speaking of which, I don't seem to have seen many disciples in the dragon vein realm in Jianzong."

Lin Yun asked curiously.

"The disciples of the Dragon Vein are generally older, and it is not very meaningful to stay in the sect. They need to go out to experience. They are also the core of the sword sect, and their power is no less than that of the elders. Many sect things will be handled by them. "

Feng Luan explained casually.

Lin Yun thought about it for a while, and it seemed that there was some truth. For example, the senior brother Feng Luan can act in place of the peak master many times.

"In the past, Shenxiao Peak was at the bottom, and there was no pressure on the master. Shenxiao Peak was decadent for too long."

When Feng Luan said this, he laughed at himself, and immediately said: "But this time, Master still hopes that you can hit the top ten, otherwise Master will be under a lot of pressure."

"How do you say that?"

Lin Yun said softly.

"You brat is still acting stupid. The status of the disciple who taught you the title of Tianzi has already turned upside down. In the end, he also gave you the Golden Crow Divine Iron."

Feng Luan glanced at Lin Yun and said with a smile: "Don't say that the top ten people are jealous, senior brother, I can't be jealous. Master doesn't really care about this. You are mainly fighting for it. If you can't even make it into the top ten, The sword sect all see your jokes, how do you deal with yourself?"

Lin Yun was a little helpless and said with a smile: "Golden Crow Divine Iron, it's really hot."

"Why, do you regret it?" Feng Luan smiled.

"I'm afraid they will regret it."

Lin Yun said calmly and calmly.

"The rules of the Five Peaks Grand Competition are different every year. This year, the rules are not clear. I only know that the location is at Guanxiantai." Feng Luan said solemnly.

"Is it the Guanxiantai where Yu Qingfeng left Jianguang behind?"

Lin Yun's heart moved, the four treasures of the Sword Sect, he was most interested in this view of Xiantai.

"Well, this time we will lift some restraints and let everyone jump over the Guanxiantai to participate in the Five Peaks Competition. You can really see the sword light left by Yu Qingfeng. This opportunity is still quite rare..."

Feng Luan nodded and explained softly.

"What kind of existence is that sword light?"

"Hehe, you'll know when the time comes, and I can't tell you right now."

The Guanzi that Feng Luan sold successfully aroused Lin Yun's interest.

After the other party left, Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and he whispered to himself, "There is still a month and a half left, and I should go out for a walk."

Now that the cultivation base is stable, there is still no swordsmanship left to practice. Continuing to stay will not help the strength improvement.

The cultivation of swordsmanship requires comprehension in actual combat and slaughter, and the Dragon Phoenix Sword of Destruction also requires some resources to break through.

Now that Lin Yun is poor and white, he can only obtain demon pills by killing demon beasts.

Fortunately, the Dragon Phoenix Sword of Destruction of the World is only half a step away from breaking through, and the resources required are not too many, and a month of experience should be almost enough.

...

There is a vast and continuous mountain range outside the inner gate of Jianzong, called the Quiet Mountain.

This mountain range is quite famous throughout the ancient times, not only the sword sect, but also disciples of many other super sects, often haunt this mountain range to experience.

The Beasts of the Dead Mountains are vertical and horizontal, rolling up and down, extending all the way, and even spreading out of the ancient wilderness.

On weekdays, there are many disciples of the sect, who come from experience, kill monsters, practice martial arts, accumulate killing intent, or search for historical sites and find treasures.

There are many legends in the Silent Mountains, which have existed since ancient times, and there are many forbidden places in it.

The disciples who came late to practice, most of them choose to practice in the fringe areas. The depths of the mountains are full of dangers, not to mention the Dragon Vein Realm, even the life and death realm bosses can't guarantee absolute safety.

Above the mountain range, there is a misty gray fog, which persists all year round, and precipitates as a poisonous miasma, shrouding the entrance to the edge of the mountain range.

The poisonous miasma is very terrifying, and the disciples of the Divine Core Realm must be cautious and dare not be careless when they practice on the edge.

After Lin Yun found out about such a place, he left alone.

If you want to take the Tianshui swordsmanship one step further and master one hundred and eight artistic concepts in a short period of time, it is obviously impossible to rely on closed doors.

You must find a dangerous place, wandering between killing and life and death, to quickly comprehend the profound meaning of the sword.

The Dead Mountains is a pretty good place.

Arriving at the destination, Lin Yun carried the sword box on his back and rushed in directly.

In the blink of an eye, he stayed on the edge of the Dead Mountain Range for half a month, and for half a month Lin Yun practiced the Heavenly Water Swordsmanship without sleep.

In Tianshui swordsmanship, Lin Yun had already cultivated to the realm of transformation, and mastered thirty-six different moods.

But it is far from the one hundred and eight artistic conceptions mentioned by the master, and the subtle state is also elusive and ethereal like clouds.

As for the legendary apotheosis, there is no clue at all.

It is too difficult for Venerable Tianshen Pill to enter the micro state, but it is not without gain in half a month.

A swordsmanship is divided into minor accomplishments, major accomplishments, perfection, and transformation. For ordinary people, it is already very scary to cultivate to perfection.

As for the subtlety and deification above the transformation realm, most people have never heard of it.

Under an ancient tree that supports the sky.

Blood flowed into a river on the ground, and the stench filled the air. Within a radius of ten miles, as far as the eye could see, there were monster-level corpses of the Three-Star Divine Core Realm everywhere.

With the gloomy and dim environment, in the blink of an eye, this place is a hell on earth.

Beneath the ancient tree, Lin Yun was spotless, his whole body was crystal clear, and the holy radiance lingered, covering this purgatory place with a faint layer of Buddha light.

"The sea of ​​clouds is boundless, the water in the sky asks the moon, the heart of the sky picks the moon, the sword is deep in the clouds, the water in the sky is vast, the heart of the sky is long, and above the white clouds... The water of the big river comes from the sky."

Lin Yun crossed his knees and closed his eyes, holding Bodhi in his hand, vaguely grasping some essentials.

Tianshui swordsmanship seems complicated and obscure, but the key points are still four words, cloud, water, moon, and sky.

One hundred and eight kinds of artistic conceptions seem to be many, but in fact they are all composed of these four kinds of artistic conceptions, and the order of the words cannot be changed.

There is water in the cloud, the moon in the water, the sky above the moon, and the dragon in the sky!

"My order should be correct."

Lin Yun opened his eyes and muttered to himself, all the Buddha light that filled his body dissipated.

Swish!

The originally gloomy mountain forest became extremely gloomy and cold at the moment when the Buddha's light disappeared, and it was even more horrifying when combined with the scene of blood flowing into a river in front of him.

In half a month, the monsters in a radius of 100 miles were almost slaughtered by Lin Yun.

During the slaughter, Lin Yun was never able to get in, but now he has realized the essentials, and is thoughtful.

There are four doors in front of him. Each time he opens one, he can see a larger scenery. When all four doors are opened, one hundred and eight artistic concepts can be fully grasped. When he returns to the painting, he will find the seclusion. Go into the micro, and control every detail of this swordsmanship.

"Clouds, water, moon, sky... It should be right."

Lin Yun confirmed it again.

Roar!

At this moment, two irritable beast roars were heard in the distance between the mountains and forests. Lin Yun rose with the wind, soared up, and landed on the tops of the ancient trees.

He looked into the distance and followed the sound of the beast's roar.

The two king-level monsters fought again?

The monsters are fighting for territory. The original owner of this area is a king-level three-star celestial dragon blood dragon ape.

But recently a demon wolf was killed, which is also the realm of the king of the gods, and it will fight every now and then.

When he first entered the Quiet Mountains, Lin Yun temporarily avoided the edge of the two monsters. Now it seems that this is not necessary.

"Take the two of you and try it!"

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth twitched into a smile, and disappeared into the treetops in a flash.