The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1672: Jianxin

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-two chapters

“Where is the holy elder? No matter how she is, she will be a half holy.” Lin Yun looked at Gu Jundao and asked tentatively.

Gu Jun smiled and said: “Holy elders are not simply half-holy. If she is only half-holy on martial arts cultivation, she may enter the holy realm at any time. But if she talks about other things, she has long been a real holy realm. The strong, otherwise you think Jiang Yu is so jealous of her?”

Can you be promoted to the strongest of the holy realm at any time?

Lin Yun muttered in his heart for a while, and couldn’t help but say: “How old is this saint elder?”

Gu Jun gave him a white look and said: “How do I know that I am younger than me anyway, and besides, you think I will ask? Isn’t this going to kill you?”

After a pause, Gu Jun said again: “You kid don’t try to test me, just tell you directly, the saint elders martial arts cultivation is nothing, the real power is the spiritual strength cultivation, and the rhythmic accomplishments.” /

“She is a real Sky Profound Master, and her spiritual power cultivation has long been comparable to those of the holy realm. As for the rhythm, the voice of the emperor has nine ranks, at least the third rank. Is there any other means, nor do I Too clear.”

Lin Yun pondered: “What is your spiritual strength?”

“Thirteenth Stage Great Perfection Saint Profound Master.”

“I can’t tell, you are actually the pinnacle Saint Profound Master, and you are only one step away from the Sky Profound Master.” Lin Yun said.

The Saint Profound Master has a total of 13 ranks. The first ten ranks roughly correspond to the nine levels of the dragon vein realm, and the latter three ranks are equivalent to the three great realms of the life and death realm.

When Lin Yun was cultivating in the Nine Lotus Sacred Map, he felt that after the tenth rank, it was extremely difficult to increase his spiritual strength.

Each of the last three ranks is as difficult as reaching the sky. If there is no chance, most people will be stuck at the threshold of the tenth rank Saint Profound Master throughout their lives.

Gu Jun can reach the realm of the thirteenth-rank Saint Profound Master, and coupled with his own martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that even if he is against a general semi-sage, he will not be afraid.

No wonder it was so arrogant on the street!

“Oh, your kid is really a layman.”

Gu Jun said to Lin Yun like an idiot: “Promoting to the Profound Master of Heaven is even more difficult than promotion to the Holy One. I stopped this step for hundreds of years.”

“How powerful is the Profound Sky Master, plus the voice of the Lord. Let me tell you this, the great sage can’t come out, it is almost impossible to really kill the sage elder.”

Lin Yun’s face changed completely now.

Gu Jun said so bluntly, he finally understood how strong Mu Xueling really was, and how much he was dead.

“Hehe, are you afraid?”

Gu Jun said with a grin: “When you kid molested the holy elders, our group of elders were all frightened. Your kid is really bold!”

“Behind in the Hall of Law Enforcement, I still have to teach the Holy Elders to play music, so the Holy Elders have such a mind. You don’t know how many times you have died as someone else.”

After Lin Yun realized, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

He always knew that Mu Xueling was very strong, but he never thought about how strong the opponent is, because the opponent looks very young and rarely releases Shengwei.

On weekdays, I am very cold, not happy or sad, and I can’t see too many mood swings.

So that it will always give people an illusion, but Gu Jun said that Mu Xueling’s strength is roughly equivalent to that of Sword Sect Master Mu Xuankong.

Thinking about this, Lin Yun felt a little desperate.

If someone feels that the Jianzong molested Mu Xuankong, they would be killed on the spot.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: “It’s really dying, by the way, how could she have the Emperor Dragon Order?”

“I really don’t know this.”

Gu Jun’s face changed and he touched his beard.

“You must have guessed, just talk about it.” Lin Yun knew that Gu Jun was lying.

Gu Jun glared at Lin Yun and said: “Then I will say it casually, and you will also listen casually. It may be related to Qinglong Ce.”

The Qinglong Strategy, an artifact of the town?

Lin Yun’s surface was calm, but there was a big wave in his heart. This Mu Xueling… is a little too scary.

“Heavenly Fragrant Mountain is very mysterious, and the Nine Emperors did not dare to rush into it when they joined forces.” Gu Jun sighed leisurely.

“Let’s go, I’ll calm down. By the way, just get two dragon tendons, it doesn’t need to be too good.” Lin Yun warned.

The Xiqin in his hand is very strong. It is made of Fusang Shenmu. As long as it can make a sound, it can be as powerful as a wind leiqin.

It’s not as versatile as the wind thunder, but once it is truly sacrificed, it will definitely exist as a big killer.

After all, Fengleiqin only lifted the first ban, and this common instrument, no matter how powerful it is, the other party can always have some countermeasures.

But Xi Qin has long been lost, and even Mu Xueling has never mastered it.

……

That night, the sky was full of stars.

Cool breeze blows, and Tianxiang Palace Lingbo Pavilion courtyard.

Lin Yun is practicing the sword, his speed of swinging the sword is very slow, he releases all the sword intent of the sky.

The dark night, accompanied by the burial sword in his hand, seemed so gloomy and scary. He was cautious with every step he took, and the speed of his sword was terribly slow, and there was a general trend in the sword, which was not attracted.

Along with the steps, Lin Yun urged the heart of the Firefly Divine Sword with unprecedented concentration.

Om!

Suddenly, Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, and a little bit of stars bloomed like fireflies in the night.

Boom!

Lin Yun’s body instantly burst into boundless sword power, and this sword power rushed into the sky, almost tearing up the sky.

“Successful.”

Lin Yun looked happy.

Crack, click!

The ridiculous face solidified before it dissipated. The fireflies were like glass plates bursting little by little, and in the blink of an eye this sword fell apart.

A small part of the sword intent came back, rushing into Lin Yun’s body, pouting, his face changed, and a mouthful of blood came out.

“So difficult…”

Lin Yun wiped away the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his eyes showed a sad color, and he failed again.

I can’t remember how many times I failed, and I failed every time at this point.

According to the truth, he has the sword intent of the sky, and now his cultivation has reached the seventh stage of the dragon vein, he can barely try to cultivate.

You can never get in, let alone Xiaocheng can’t even get started.

Is the master wrong, or am I too bad?

Lin Yun couldn’t help but wonder, he lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky, his thoughts quickly drifted to Jianzong.

Floating to the Taolin Cave House of Jianzong, the day when practicing swords with the master.

If you are still in Sword Sect, why not come here.

Lin Yun felt a bit bitter in his heart, and finally had a home in Kunlun, but before he was stable, he was transformed and left.

How is Master now?

There is only five years of life. After being forced to come to life, how much is left of Master’s life?

Four years?

Three years?

It’s still two years…

Tian Xuanzi, you are so disgusting.

Why is there such a vicious person! !

Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with killing intent, and the killing intent soon became uncontrollable, and finally he clenched his right fist and slammed it to the ground.

“I will kill you!”

Lin Yun said with a grim face, gritted his teeth.

Huh!

He got up suddenly, his eyes flickered, and after a moment there was a decision in his heart.

……

Half an hour later, Lin Yun came to Lingshan where Mu Xueling was.

Mu Xueling owns a spiritual mountain named Shuihanshan alone in Tianxiang Palace, which is colder than Snow Mountain. It is a forbidden area of ​​Tianxiang Palace, and no one dares to break into it.

Of course, except for Yue Weiwei.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and walked towards the mountain, and unexpectedly discovered that this Lingshan mountain had no restrictions except that it was even colder and colder.

Shuihanshan is very large, with many buildings and palaces on it.

But there is no one. If Shuihanshan itself is very cold, this empty temple will feel even colder.

“Does Mu Xueling really live here?”

Lin Yun muttered to himself, this is too cold.

Although the snow-capped mountains are cold, Yue Weiwei is also very boring, but Lin Wan and Luo Shuyi are still with him.

There are also many disciples practicing in the middle of the mountain. As the place where the Holy Veins of Tianxiang Palace is located, it is quite lively on weekdays.

But the cold water and mountains are frightening. It should have been inhabited in the past, but now they have all moved out.

When I came to the top of the mountain, there was still no one, except for a piano platform, only the cold wind howled.

The Holy Elder is not here?

Just as Lin Yun was at a loss, a strange noise came from the bottom of the cliff, Lin Yun stepped forward and looked down.

At the bottom of the cliff, beside the flowing stream of the waterfall, there is a figure playing a pipa.

It was a quiet valley, where the rhyme reverberated and the sound of heavenly singing resounded.

Lin Yun was a little startled, the other party sang Xiao Hongchen.

Hong Chen is so ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring.

The song sang in her mouth, a little less free and easy, and a little more lonely.

The valley itself was cold, and the notes seemed even colder when I thought of it.

Lin Yun stiffened his scalp and jumped down and landed in the valley against the cold wind. He waited until the other party finished playing before he was ready to speak.

“You are here.”

However, Mu Xueling spoke first, and she was not surprised by Lin Yun’s arrival.

Lin Yun nodded, and then stepped forward to tell him about his troubles.

Mu Xueling’s emotions did not fluctuate, but a touch of disappointment seemed to flash in his eyes, and he whispered: “Ben Sheng thought you came to ask me about the rhythm.”

Lin Yun said: “I am a swordsman after all.”

“It doesn’t matter, it’s the same, this saint can teach you.” Mu Xueling said softly.

Can you really teach?

Huh!

Without giving Lin Yun any time to doubt, Mu Xueling stretched out his hand, and a slender long sword jumped out of the water.

“Lin Xiao, pull out your sword and use all your swordsmanship to fight with me. I will use the same cultivation base and martial arts will as you.”

“Yes, Holy Elder.” Lin Yun pulled out the funeral foil.

“Sword out.”

“Yes.”

Lin Yun drew his sword out of its sheath, and at the moment when the sky’s sword intent was released, a sword stabbed at the opponent cleanly.

Mu Xueling held the sword in his right hand, only moving slightly.

Chang!

As soon as the two swords touched, Lin Yun felt a strange force suppressing his sword intent. Before he could stop, Mu Xueling’s sword fell on his neck.

“You lost.” Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun and said: “Come again.”

Lin Yun’s sword intent in the sky has filled his body just now, but if the opponent really wants to swing a sword, it is difficult for Lin Yun to guarantee that he can avoid this sword.

The opponent’s sword is very scary.

“Yes!”

Lin Yun shot again.

Qiangqiang!

In the secluded valley, sparks splashed everywhere, and Lin Yun lost nine times in a row.

The most successful one also resisted Mu Xueling’s nine moves.

“Your swordsmanship doesn’t seem to be very good…” Mu Xueling asked in confusion: “Are you really a Yaoguang disciple?”

Lin Yun felt ashamed.

I was looked down upon by a Sile~IndoMTL.com~ This is really embarrassing.

But no matter how you fight, Lin Yun’s sword moves can always be found flaws by the opponent, and the opponent’s sword intent continues to wave, but there is no flaw at all.

Easily, I defeated myself.

“No, this saint didn’t laugh at Yaoguang and you, just wondering why you have such a strong kendo attainment, why you haven’t mastered Jianxin.”,

Mu Xueling said in deep thought: “This saint has just imitated some lucid swordsman methods.”

“What is Jianxin?”

Lin Yun said in a hurry.

“The problem shouldn’t be a big deal. This saint teaches you to master the swordsmanship cultivation, just follow me.”

Mu Xueling threw the sword into the stream and walked in front. Lin Yun quickly followed the sage elder of the iceberg.

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