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Lin Yun was lying at the bottom of the pool, surrounded by long swords soaked in it.

Unable to move, unable to speak, or even unable to open his mouth.

The cold air obscured his vision, so that he could not see anything, and his heart couldn't help but feel anxious.

Boom!

A violent sound came into Lin Yun's ears, and debris flew everywhere, and it should have been someone who came to kick and smash the door directly.

"Uncle Wang, do you know this old guy, why do you have to come here, the old guy is just a waste in the Qingyun Sect, he has always been nested in this shitty place and rarely goes out. ”

It's Wang Ning's voice!

Lin Yun was shocked in his heart, and when he heard this voice, it was Wang Ning, who Su Ziyao had asked him to be careful.

"Hehe, how about acquaintance...... The scar on my face is what he left behind. It's just that I haven't seen me for so many years, but I didn't expect that it has become such a waste!

Another gloomy voice sounded, gritting his teeth, and he seemed to have an old grudge with Wang Lao in his words.

"The old dog of the Wang family, when it turns to ashes, I can smell the on my body. Hong Lao said indifferently, and his words seemed quite calm.

"Your mouth is still as hard as ever!Nephew, you have been lurking in this Qingyun Sect for three years, and you haven't found anything that Qingyun Patriarch took away, maybe it's on this old guy. ”

"Really?"

"Bad ......"

Hearing an exclamation, the old man walked quickly to Hong Lao's side.

Below the cold pool, Lin Yun couldn't hear the follow-up...... I was extremely anxious.

Half a bell later, another sound sounded.

"This old guy is really ruthless, he actually killed himself in the meridians!"

"Nothing!"

Wang Ning kicked Hong Lao fiercely, but Hong Lao didn't react like a dead man.

Lin Yun chuckled in his heart, and he had a bad feeling.

"Damn, I finally waited until the four great competitions, and all my eyes and ears were gone. I almost turned this broken sect upside down, and in the end I still didn't find anything, and I wasted three years of my time here!"

Boom!

Wang Ning slammed his fist on the wall and said depressedly.

"Young master, forget it, maybe the things that Patriarch Qingyun brought out are not in this Qingyun Sect at all. It's not all bad that you've been quiet in this place for three years, at least stay away from strife and have a lot less family trouble, let's go. ”

"Uncle Wang, help me kill someone before leaving!"

Wang Ning's tone suddenly became extremely firm, and he said coldly.

"No, you have to leave after today, otherwise you won't be able to catch the coming-of-age ceremony, and you will be removed from the family. ”

"If you don't kill that sword slave, this breath in my heart is really hard to get rid of!"

After a moment of silence, the old man said, "Before sunset, if you can find me, you can do it." I can't find it, you have to go back with me, a sword slave, there's no need to delay your future. ”

"Good!"

In the pool, Lin Yun's consciousness gradually blurred, and then he fell asleep.

By the time he woke up, it was two days later.

Thump!

Lin Yun surfaced, took a long breath, and felt his head buzz.

I don't know how long I stayed underwater, it was all dependent on internal breath, and I woke up dizzy at the moment.

"Elder Hong!"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he rose into the air, and at a glance he saw Hong Lao's body falling to the ground.

Hong Lao's face was very serene, there was no pain, and his vitality had long since faded.

"Damn!"

Elder Hong in the Qingyun Sect is regarded as him, one of the few relatives and friends, who takes good care of the original owner.

Even before he died, he saved him.

"Wang Ning, I have to kill you!"

He regretted it a little now, and he didn't take Su Ziyao's message before leaving to heart.

Su Ziyao has already stayed, be careful of Wang Ning, if there is a period in the future.

But he only thought that Wang Ning was an indisputable inner disciple, and he didn't expect that he would actually come from a big family and endure in Qingyun Sect for three years.

This forbearance alone is difficult for nine out of nine people to do.

There were obvious traces of looting on Hong Lao's body, and the entire Sword Washing Pavilion had also been turned over, and this Wang Ning seemed to be looking for something again.

Could it be the painting that Hong Lao gave himself?

Lin Yun didn't have time to think about it, picked up Hong Lao's corpse, and walked towards the mountain behind Qingyun.

In a remote jungle ten miles away from Qingyun Peak, there was an empty grave, which was dug by Hong Lao himself.

Two years ago, Hong Lao brought Lin Yun to come once, and said that if he died, he would take him to be buried here.

That will be Lin Yun, just as Hong Lao is joking.

Two hours later, Lin Yun came to the empty grave and slowly put down the body of Hong Lao.

With a long sigh, Lin Yun began to dig up the grave.

After digging with his bare hands for a long time, he saw the exposed coffin, jumped down and shook the coffin open.

In addition to a few iron nails, the coffin actually contained a letter.

Lin Yun thoughtfully opened the envelope.

"Little one, by the time you read this letter, I must have died. No matter how I die, don't be too sad, you may not think that Hong Lao I have lived for hundreds of years, and I am in the same era as the founding patriarch of your Qingyun Sect......"

Seeing this, Lin Yun's face was slightly shocked.

Qingyun Sect has existed for more than three hundred years, which means that Hong Lao is at least three hundred years old?

"Back then, your Qingyun Patriarch, after creating a foundation, traveled all over the world. I had the pleasure of knowing him, and after a few close friendships, he became close friends. Thirty years ago, he and I were bold enough to take the plunge and go to the tomb of Nandi. ”

"Everyone in the tomb of Nandi died nine times, I walked out with an injury, and his life was about to break when he came out. He and I brought a treasure, a painting and a sword......"

"Before dying, your Qingyun Patriarch asked me to hand over the sword to his descendants in Qingyun. So he trekked through mountains and rivers, came to the Qingyun Sect of Tianshui Country, and handed over the sword to his descendants, but unfortunately his descendants had ordinary qualifications and did not see the origin of this sword. It's just a grass and wood sword that has lost its aura, and I don't know where to throw it in my hand. ”

"I was seriously injured at that time, and I was thinking about staying in Qingyun, and by the way, I understood the heavenly opportunity in the painting. Pity...... Nandi is Nandi after all, and he and I shouldn't mess with Nandi at all. ”

"After ten years of enlightenment, I finally felt a trace of mystery in the painting. But what I can see is the endless Yellow Spring evil ghosts rushing towards me, and while slashing the evil ghosts with a touch of sword light, it also destroys my martial soul. At that time, I knew that my life was short......"

When Lin Yun saw this, his face was puzzled, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Why did Hong Lao see the picture differently from what he saw.

He also saw that sword light, but he was not injured, and there was no trace of the Huangquan evil ghost that Hong Lao said.

The rose roll is really foggy.

Always when you think that you are almost enlightened, you realize that it is only the tip of the iceberg.

Looking at the funeral sword on the ground, Lin Yun thought thoughtfully, was it this sword that Patriarch Qingyun took from the Southern Emperor Curtain?

Destiny is magical......

Back then, the two of them risked death and took away the holy relics from the tomb of Emperor Nan, and they all went to Lin Yun's hands.

Continuing to look at it, Elder Hong did not ask Lin Yun too much to ask him not to delve into the Rose Scroll.

Perhaps, in Hong Lao's opinion, with Lin Yun's realm, he will never be able to comprehend the mystery.

If you don't understand, you won't get hurt.

I specially told you not to worry too much about Su Ziyao.

After reading the letter, Lin Yun had mixed feelings, and Hong Lao had indeed been pessimistic about his death.

For the adventures of the year, it is full of regret.

Nandi ...... Who will this Nandi be?

Lin Yun couldn't help but be curious, but unfortunately the letter didn't explain in detail, thinking that he must be a great person.

After putting away the letter, Lin Yun placed Hong Lao's body in the coffin.

After carefully arranging the remains, the coffin was covered and sealed with iron nails.

After half a ring.

Looking at the resealed grave, Lin Yun knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

When Lin Yun returned to the sect, the sun was setting, and the afterglow was thick.

He inquired about it, only to find out that two days had passed.

Wang Ning was nowhere to be found, and someone told him that Wang Ning had looked for him everywhere two days ago. Now no one in the entire sect knows where Wang Ning went, as if the world had evaporated.

"I'll find you!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he made a promise to himself that he would absolutely do.

In the wooden house, the white remnants of flowers in front of the table are already in full bloom.

For half a month, under the watering of the spirit induction, the white remnants of flowers in the pot have bloomed like blood.

The floral fragrance is fragrant and delicate.

Take out the ancient sword box in the storage ring, and the moment you open it, there is a cold air rushing to your face.

Lin Yun didn't say a word, plucked off the petals one by one, and spread them all over the sword box.

When the layers were covered and the fragrance of the flowers was already rich and refreshing, the funeral sword was solemnly put in.

This sword in the tomb of the Southern Emperor, in Lin Yun's hands, is only showing its brilliance.

It is far from comparable to the glory of the year.

Fortunately, Lin Yun already knew how to maintain this sword, as long as it was nourished with the fragrance of flowers, sooner or later it would regain its glory.

When I bought the Spirit Attraction Technique and the Ancient Sword Box, it was all for the present.

Closing the sword box, Lin Yun said softly, "It's time to leave." ”

Since the four great competitions, Lin Yun has always had the urge to leave in his heart.

Fortunately, he calmly suppressed it, and it took him half a month to digest the combat experience of the four great competitions.

Now that Hong Lao has passed away, he has nothing to worry about in Qingyun.

Whether it was to find Su Ziyao or avenge the flood, he should go.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Yun still chose not to see the sect master.

Leave only a letter and say goodbye without saying goodbye.

After briefly revealing his intentions, Lin Yun finished writing the letter and put it on the table.

"It's so heavy!"

The back of the sword box was a little heavy, but fortunately, Lin Yun's physique was quite strong.

The foundation laid by the Blood Transformation Pill and the Heart Nourishing Pill is coupled with the continuous nourishment of the Linglong Seven Trick Pill.

With the strength of his body alone, he was able to easily carry the heavy sword box that needed to be carried by several people that day.

Dressed in the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Yun went down the mountain silently.

Out of the mountain gate, he looked back at Qingyun, and there was a soft light in his eyes.

Let's take another look, and I can only remember it in my dreams later.

When he turned to take a step, a voice stopped him.

"Senior Brother Lin, stay!"

Looking back, I saw the young sect master Bai Yufan, with a smile on his face, leading an irritable blood dragon horse.

"Little Red!"

The moment he saw the Blood Dragon Horse, Lin Yun showed a look of surprise on his face, after falling into a coma after the battle with Ma Tianyi that day.

I haven't seen this blood dragon horse, and I thought it was too wild to run away.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that he had been raised in Qingyun Sect.