The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 391: Long time no see

Chapter 391

There was wind on the face, carrying the cold on the lake, blowing white hair on the forehead of the thirteenth master, revealing a weather-beaten old face full of wrinkles.

Lord Shisan looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly a lot of emotion came into his heart.

In the past few days, apart from Xin Jue's death, he is most concerned about this child.

Looking at him sitting silently in front of Xinjue, sometimes regretted, sometimes upset, sometimes painful...In the dark, he even held his head and cried secretly several times.

Everything, he is watching.

The young man was buried in the Sword Forest at the beginning, and was driven to a dead end. He did not shed half a tear when he was the most desperate and desperate.

No matter how much suffering he himself suffers, he will still survive, like the sword in his hand, the heart of the sword, forever, without fear of life and death.

In the past ten days, I don’t know how many times I cried secretly in the night.

He really likes this kid who is also a sword slave, and is afraid that he will be unable to get out of the shadow of his heart in such a difficult situation.

But he survived after all, not falling into sorrow and regret. The boy was still that boy, but there was a little more vicissitudes in his eyes, but he couldn't fake it. The heart of the sword was destined to have an extra scar that could not be revealed in this life.

"Little devil, sit down for whatever you want. As long as the old man can draw a sword, he will always be facing you."

The cloudy eyes flashed with sharp sword lights, and the care in the words of the thirteenth master was very obvious.

"Thirteenth Lord, can the poison needle on the ground still be used?"

Lin Yun's eyes fell on the silver needles on the ground after being pulled out one by one.

The silver needles are slender and slender, shimmering with cold light, and their appearance is quite delicate. It is hard to imagine that it will be the Blood Rain Silver Flower Needle, this vicious and deadly hidden weapon.

"It works. As long as there is no blood, the toxin will not work."

The Thirteenth Master guessed what Lin Yun was going to do, but didn't say much, he waved his hand to the eight silver needles on the ground.

Lin Yun caught the silver needle, killing intent in his eyes, which was fleeting.

"Farewell."

Taking the silver needles away, Lin Yun turned and left without hesitation, but looked at Xinjue deeply before leaving.

He lay quietly on the stone platform, if he didn't know, he thought he was just asleep.

Brother, I will participate in the Dragon Gate Competition.

Inheriting the glory of the sword in your hand, guarding sister Xinyan, keep going until the end...

The imperial capital city.

It's late autumn, and the streets are still bustling, but autumn is irresistible, and there is always a bleak atmosphere.

Lin Yun walked with the blood dragon horse in it, but it was not conspicuous.

For ten days, the storm of trespassing into the city gate seems to have subsided, and no one is talking about it.

His destination was very clear. He stopped in front of Wanbao Pavilion in the busiest commercial street in the inner city.

The guard in front of the door, seeing that he has an extraordinary manner, quickly went up to lead the horse.

"Dare to ask the young man what to call him, and if you have any needs, even if you tell the younger ones, Wanbao Pavilion can definitely meet your needs."

"Lin Yun."

The welcoming guest was shocked, then he looked at Lin Yun several times, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

Shock flashed in his expression, and he said a little excitedly: "But Lin Yun of Lingxiao Jiange?"

He had caused a sensation in Wanbao Pavilion, and the battle at Princess Mansion made him famous in the capital of Qin Dynasty. Few people had never heard of his name.

"It's me, take me to see your hall master."

Lin Yun walked inward and said calmly.

"Okay, I'll report it right now."

The visitor suppressed his excited look, and after placing the blood dragon horse, he immediately went to inform the principal Wei Yue of the Wanbao Pavilion.

In half a quarter of an hour, Lin Yun saw Wei Yue, who had been missing for a long time, in the VIP room of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Young Master Lin, really a rare visitor, how do you think of me Wanbao Pavilion today."

Wei Yue has a deep impression of Lin Yun. In many ways, he also needs to rely on Lin Yun, and he is very polite in his words.

"I want you to find someone for me."

Lin Yun is straight to the point, without politeness.

"Who to look for."

"Wang family lineage, Wang Yan."

"This..."

Wei Yue's eyes flashed a strange light, with a look of embarrassment on his face, he smiled: "Young Master Lin, I am a businessman, but I don't have the ability to help you find someone. If you want to find someone, I can help you. Introduce some people, after all, there are specialties in the art industry."

Looking at the other person's expression, Lin Yun didn't answer. He walked straight to the window and looked down.

On the streets, people come and go, Wanbao Pavilion is full of traffic and business is prosperous.

"There are many means to do business, but no matter what means, being informed is always indispensable. If Hall Master Wei is afraid of trouble, I can say that I will not force it."

Lin Yun said softly, without too much emotion.

For some reason, Wei Yue felt a bit of a chill, and said quickly: "Since Young Master Lin has said so, then I will not hide it. I can help you find out the whereabouts of Wang Yan. But, Young Master Lin, please log in. On the tenth floor of the Black Lotus Palace, let the snow fall into the wasteland, and the legend will reappear. I don’t know, can I keep one or two treasures at random and auction it in my Wanbao Pavilion?"

"The news of Hall Master Wei is wise enough."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed mockingly, and said lightly.

Wei Yue chuckled and said: "This matter hasn't spread yet, but it won't be long before it will spread throughout Daqin. All major chambers of commerce must pay attention to the secret realm of the Black Lotus Palace, and can't let the treasure be left behind. , Slow down."

"The treasures are all handed over to the sect. I have to use the rest. If you look at this war spear, I will give it to you."

Lin Yun remembered that there was a war spear in his storage bag, so he didn't hand it over to the sect when it was about to be scrapped.

Hall Master Wei took the battle spear and was happy at first, but then he saw that it was a battle spear that was nearly scrapped, and smiled: "Although it is close to half scrap, it is also a genuine ancient treasure soldier. The name of the Lotus Secret Realm may not fail to sell for a good price."

Taking away the battle spear, Hall Master Wei looked at Lin Yun and said, "Master Lin waits for me for a while, and I will tell you where Wang Yan is when I come back."

Within less than a cup of tea, he reappeared with a slightly awkward look.

"Young Master Lin, this Wang Yan is in the Lingxiao sword pavilion. He didn't go anywhere, so he stayed in the Gentlemen's League."

"Not in the palace?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with astonishment. He had guessed before that even if Wang Yan did not escape, he would definitely hide in the home of the Wang clan.

Unexpectedly, this person will stay in the High Heaven sword pavilion, and his heart is really big.

Wei Yue laughed softly: "The palace? Haha, if he really has any enemies, how can the palace have the safety of the Lingxiao sword pavilion? Could anyone in the Great Qin Empire dare to kill people in the Lingxiao sword pavilion?

"

Indeed, in the Great Qin Empire, for Wang Yan, there was no safer place than the High Peak Sword Pavilion.

It seems that Wang Yan is determined to think that no one will do anything to him.

Don't talk about his relationship with Wang's clan, and without evidence, the clan can't attack him for no reason. What's more, he still has a relationship with the eldest prince, and he is even more confident.

As for other people, the iron law of the sect, murder is strictly prohibited!

I'm afraid right now, are you in a good mood?

Lin Yun sneered in his heart.

"By the way, a major event has happened recently in the High Peak sword pavilion, I am afraid Young Master Lin doesn't know yet."

Wei Yue thought of something and said suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Yun thought in his heart, could it be that Brother Xinjue’s death has been exposed.

"Thirty days ago, Bai Lixuan broke through. There was colorful auspiciousness, like snow flying, and it was down for three days. The entire Qintian County can see such visions. According to rumors, he has broken through the Eucharist and became The first person in the Great Qin Empire."

Speaking of this matter, Wei Yue was also deeply moved. At that time, the shock of seeing the colorful auspicious fall for three consecutive days has not completely dissipated yet.

The Eucharist!

Martial artist has two talents, one is root and the other is comprehension, comprehension is unsearchable. But the roots can be learned, the roots of Lin Yun's eighth-grade spirit body are already the top of the Great Qin Empire.

The Eucharist is an unprecedented foundation, and this life is destined to be extraordinary.

Don't talk about the Great Qin Empire, even if it is the ancient South China realm, those who can achieve the Eucharist are also water chestnuts, very few.

"Finally, it's time to go out. It's a coincidence."

For Bai Lixuan, Lin Yun had heard about it for a long time, and he said that he would not leave the customs.

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

Auspiciousness descended from the sky, colorful, and for three consecutive days, people in every corner of Qintian County saw this vision.

If it was before, Lin Yun would still have some thoughts.

At the moment, the heart is like still water, and the waves are calm.

"Farewell."

Lin Yun didn't stay in Wanbao Pavilion for a long time. After Wei Yue finished speaking, he left straight away.

"This Lin Yun, why is it so different from before, or do I feel that something is wrong?"

Wei Yue touched his chin. In the past, Lin Yun had an extraordinary attitude and a restrained edge. But he could still see through, now Lin Yun, standing in front of him makes him unable to think.

Even the important event of Bai Lixuan's exit, there was no disturbance at all, and he seemed indifferent.

Don't he know, since ancient times, he thought that if the king does not see the king, the queen does not see the queen. With Bai Lixuan, whether he likes it or not, he will inevitably compete with him.

If you are not careful, you will be trampled underfoot.

A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, nor can the Lingxiao sword pavilion. Two rising stars are both famous at the same time.

Seven days later.

Lingxiao sword pavilion, in the alliance of gentlemen.

Lin Yun guessed right, Wang Yan is indeed in a good mood.

Hundreds of members of the Gentlemen's League outside the martial arts field are watching the battle in the field. It is Wang Yan alone, fighting alone the eight kings of the Gentlemen's League.

His cultivation level, at some point, actually broke through the nine levels of Xuanwu.

Holding a sword in hand, with one enemy eight, there was no wind, and even faintly still had some advantages.

The true essence is surging, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the aura of Xuanwu nine layers makes his swordsmanship look full of prestige.

Off the court, members of the Gentlemen's League were greeted with endless applause.

"Fail!"

Wang Yan suddenly shouted, and a sword was pressed down, and the eight kings of the Gentlemen League were shocked by all of them.

After a few people landed, they watched Wang Yan taking the sword back into the sheath and came forward to congratulate them.

Wang Yan was full of blood and blood, and he was instinctively hearty and extremely happy. The prince, the pill given to him was really extraordinary, and it broke the shackles of Xuanwu eightfold.

"Brother's strength, I am afraid that within a year, he will be eligible to hit the top rankings."

"Senior Brother Wang Yan's name will be in the top ten on the list."

"Looking at the High Heaven sword pavilion, I am afraid that no one is the opponent of the senior brother except the disciple of the sky list."

Listening to the praise of the Eight Great King Kong, Wang Yan showed a thick smile on his face and enjoyed it very much.

Originally ~IndoMTL.com~ After he came out of the Silent Mountains, he was in a panic and panic.

Unexpectedly, Xin Jue was still dead when he was slammed.

Today, the eldest prince came to congratulate Bai Lixuan for breaking through the Eucharist, and specially visited him first.

It made him feel confident, no more fear.

But if he were to give him another chance, he still chose to kill Lin Yun without regretting his decision.

This sword slave caused him to be humiliated several times, especially for beheading Wang Ning face to face, which was his life's shame.

Thinking of Lin Yun, Wang Yan's smile diminished, and he said coldly: "This little sword slave, haven't you come back yet?"

"I haven't come back, the people's congress that went to the magic lotus secret realm has already returned, but Lin Yun is not among them..."

"I heard that Bai Lixuan went to Luojia Mountain deliberately, but there was no one to find him."

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that Bai Lixuan and Lin Yun still have old grudges, this sword slave has finally managed him."

"Bai Lixuan is really an evildoer. After leaving the customs, he has cultivated for a long time. I heard that he has defeated six disciples of the Tianban, and they only used less than ten moves."

"The horror of the Eucharist, I must not understand it."

Listening to the words of the Eight Great King Kong, Wang Yan smiled and said: "I am especially looking forward to what his expression will look like when he returns to the Lingxiao sword pavilion and sees Bai Lixuan who has achieved the sacrament."

"Long time no see, Brother Wang Yan still cares about Lin as always."

At this moment, a voice rang for no reason, following the wind.

A few people followed the sound, and they saw the eaves of a palace outside the martial arts arena. The youth in the green shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, his clothes follow the wind, hunting and hunting.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and the next moment he appeared in the martial arts field.

"Lin Yun!"

Wang Yan's face changed suddenly and was startled.

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