The Sovereign’s Ascension: No. 169 There is wind and dust.
The recent situation in Qingyang County is very strange. Δ』』』E novel Ww『W. ㄟ1XIAOSHUO. ＣＯＭ
In the county city, the Blood Cloud Gate and the Jin Yanzong, which played a pivotal role, were completely bloody.
Along with the affiliated forces, they were all washed out in blood.
Ten days have passed, and the two counterattacks that everyone expected, and the **** and cruel battle, have not survived.
The tranquility of Qingyang City is extraordinary, and it has reached a situation that no one can think of.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, but the inside story is unpredictable.
Xueyunmen and Jin Yanzong, each died a elder of the Xuanwu realm, it is not clear whether the death is still unknown.
Before clarifying the whole story, where did you dare to move Mingguang Pavilion and Lin Yun?
If Mingguang Pavilion didn’t move them, they would already burn incense and worship Buddha.
But no matter what, the stories about Lin Yun in the past ten days have spread throughout Qingyang County.
No one knows, no one knows.
Many people are wondering which one he would choose from the four major sects and Qin Tian Academy.
With Lin Yun’s talent and age, it is obvious that it is impossible to stay in Qingyang County for a long time.
Such leaders belong to his stage and will definitely be the entire Daqin.
Little Qingyang County can’t hold him.
At this moment, outside Qingyang City, the two of them are standing on the avenue.
The horse is a blood dragon horse. In the past ten days, its injuries have fully recovered. The aura on his body has become even more terrifying, reaching an astonishing six-aperture state.
People, naturally Lin Yun and Ming Ye.
“Brother Lin, this is the end, now to the imperial capital, take care all the way.”
Ming Ye stopped, not showing off, but his eyes were complicated and his face was solemn.
The world doesn’t know about Lin Yun’s choice, but he already knew in advance.
I just couldn’t figure out why Lin Yun made such an unexpected choice.
“Thank you brother Ming for sending me.”
The four great sects of the Great Qin Empire, together with the Qin Tian Academy, recruit people in the imperial capital every winter.
The empire has more than one hundred counties, known as the country of hundred counties, located in the border Qingyang county. In the depths, not to mention a shudder in the sea, but it is nothing.
This place is too chaotic, not suitable for family business, it is all desperadoes.
Unlike other counties, there are at least a thousand-year-old clan. As a clan, it is at least a thousand years to dare to talk about the details.
If it is less than a thousand years, it can only be regarded as a poor family and cannot be called a clan.
As for the four great clans in the Great Qin Empire, Zhou, Wang, Lin, and Li, let alone, they are all wealthy clans and have a decisive position in the empire.
Among the hundreds of counties, there are countless talents and leaders. It is like a sky full of stars, looking at the eyes of flowers.
Qintian County, where the imperial capital is located, is a place where stars gather and clans stand.
The Great Qin Empire, which can set the capital here, naturally fancy geomantic omen and spiritual energy.
Not only the Great Qin Empire, but the four gates of Ran Sect also occupy four treasures of Fengshui in Qintian County.
The land of a county is almost full of the top forces and wealthy families of the Great Qin Empire.
Everyone knows that the imperial capital gathers the luck of the entire Great Qin Empire. The closer you get, the more prosperous your luck will naturally become.
The competition is fierce, as you can imagine.
Any power that can gain a foothold in Qintian County should not be underestimated. Anyone who wants to be famous in Qin has to make a name in Qintian County.
Every winter month is the most lively season in the imperial capital.
The leaders from all counties of the Great Qin Empire will be like a crucian carp crossing the river, riding the wind and waves to the imperial capital.
Even if you can’t enter the four major sects and Qintian Academy, it is very good to be able to establish a foothold in Qintian County.
“I’ve told you about the situation in the imperial capital, so I won’t say more. It’s just Lin Yun, I’m still very strange, why did you choose to go to the Lingxiao Jiange?”
Ming Ye couldn’t help it after all, and asked.
Why?
Taking Bai Lixuan’s position in the High Peak sword pavilion, like a day in the sky, going on an adventure is not just looking for death.
Lin Yun said softly: “Ten days ago, I thought of a sentence.”
“What are you talking about?”
“If you have the heart of a tiger, you can smell the fragrance of flowers wherever you are.”
Ming Ye moved in his heart and raised his eyebrows: “Yes, since the fragrance of flowers can be smelled everywhere, why not go to Xuan Tianzong.”
Lin Yun said faintly: “Yes, the fragrance of flowers can be smelled everywhere. But have you ever seen the tiger rule the king among the monkeys? You must have the heart of the tiger before the fragrance of flowers can be smelled. My horse is The wildest blood dragon horse, my sword is the most proud sword, my heart is naturally fierce!”
Ming Ye went to Xuan Tianzong as a pause, and he could naturally smell the fragrance of flowers.
Kexin… Will it still be the heart of the tiger?
No, unless Lin Yun gives up kendo, otherwise, he has only one place to go to become a tiger.
Lingxiao sword pavilion, other than that, it is a choice for the weak.
People can die, swords can be broken, but you can’t shrink from the heart of swords.
Suddenly, Ming Ye laughed: “I understand, if you have the heart of a fierce tiger, why should you be afraid of the sword, the sea of fire, and the blazing wind. If that is the case, what can you do for the Lingxiao sword pavilion!”
It’s a dragon or a worm, a tiger or a monkey.
Determined to become a tiger, naturally drink the strongest wine, kill the most hated people, and smell the most beautiful flowers!
Lin Yun smiled and said: “Brother Ming, understand me. Half a year ago, there was someone who gave me away. I thought this way, I was afraid that no one would understand, and I didn’t dare to send me away. There are friends like Brother Ming.”
Six months ago, when he left Qingyunzong, the young master Bai Yufan sent him.
Half a year later, he went through life and death in Qingyang County and grew up to the five congenital orifices.
For half a year, with a flick of a finger, the four major gates at the beginning seemed to be unattainable thresholds, with the four innate faculties.
Now, he has not only achieved it, but even passed it.
At the age of sixteen, reaching this cultivation level is nothing to look at the entire Great Qin Empire.
But if you want to count, the Purple Kite Sword Art he cultivated, then it’s not the same.
For half a year, most of them walk alone.
Before leaving, it is a great thing to be able to see someone off.
“Thank you, it’s just this parting, I don’t know when we will meet again.”
Ming Ye smiled bitterly, he was about the same as Lin Yunxiu, but he was three years old.
The four major sects are extremely strict, and they will not be admitted if they are under the age of seventeen.
Even if you forcefully stay in the imperial capital, everyone will be ignorant.
This difference is a permanent trick.
“Take care.”
Lin Yun patted the opponent and said in a deep voice, Ming Ye will dominate Qingyang County next. To smooth out the Blood Cloud Sect and the Jin Yan Sect, the danger is not much worse than Lin Yun’s going to the Lingxiao sword pavilion.
“A good trip.”
Turning on the horse~IndoMTL.com~Lin Yun’s legs were clamped, and the blood dragon horse galloped on the road.
Immediately after the blood dragon, the breeze was blowing, Lin Yun was black, swaying with the wind, and many past events came to mind.
This is his second parting. Many people and many things are buried in the flying dust.
He will forget more people and more things.
But some people will stay in his memory forever, unforgettable. Old Hong’s hatred, Su Ziyao’s love… will all gather in the sect, the imperial capital full of wealthy clans, writing unfinished stories.
There will be past events, buried in the dust, and cause and effect, all the way forward.
The imperial capital is a door, a door that really leads him to the world of martial arts, with gold and iron horses, passion and blood, and conspiracy and tricks, right and wrong.
In Ming Ye’s gaze, Lin Yun carried the sword box on his back, moving forward, with wind blowing and dust falling.
In the ups and downs, it drifts away until it disappears at the end of the field of vision.