"It's done!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Yun's face showed a hint of joy.

Although compared with the white clouds and the nine-day wind on the cheats, the power of this dragon and tiger is pitiful.

But in Lin Yun's opinion, it is completely sufficient.

With this style, even in the face of a martial artist of the eightfold martial arts, Lin Yun is confident that he will not lose to the other party in terms of momentum.

The excitement in Lin Yun's heart was indescribable.

The exercises on the congenital remnant book, he actually succeeded in completing it, and it only took two days.

If it gets out, I don't know what kind of sensation it will cause.

Of course, it is more important to be able to go so smoothly for reasons other than understanding.

First, his Tiger Fist is at its peak, and there is a mysterious picture scroll, and no one can compare to him for the use of Tiger Power in the entire sect.

The second is that in front of the statue of the candle dragon in the main hall of the sect, he actually succeeded in triggering the gathering of the wind and clouds, allowing him to be empowered and truly comprehend the artistic conception.

What's more, this dragon and tiger is not a real killer move in the end, and there are not too many incomplete.

The above conditions, without a single Lin Yun, it would not be so smooth.

"It's just the prestige, it's so terrifying, when the Dragon Tiger Fist is really used, how amazing it is!"

Looking at the big tree in front of him that was shattered by the dragon and tiger's might, and the ground like rain washing over, Lin Yun exclaimed softly.

Dragon and Tiger Fist is just a perfect fit for him.

It's a pity that it's only a remnant, and it's not easy to learn a style of dragon and tiger.

In the next three days, Lin Yun was working hard to practice the prestige of the dragon and tiger, and did not seek to do whatever he wanted. At least it must be able to be successfully displayed in a desperate situation, and achieve a small success within fifteen days.

The extra hole cards that finally came out made him fight with Zhou Yun and added a lot of confidence.

Naturally, you have to take advantage of it!

"Senior Brother Lin, I have your letter. ”

Five days passed, and Lin Yun, who got up early in the morning, suddenly received a letter.

"Who sent it to me?"

"The sender didn't say, senior brother, I'll take my leave first. ”

The visitor smiled and quickly left, without lingering.

It's strange that in this Tianshui country, I have other acquaintances. The original owner's background was originally an orphan and had no relatives.

When Lin Yun opened the letter, he had doubts in his heart and took advantage of the situation to solve them.

Auction!

The letter was sent by Tong Hu, the owner of Wanbao Pavilion in Baishui City.

On the same day, he pinned on Tong Hu's ten blood flame bones, which had been sent to the auction hall and would soon start the auction.

"I almost forgot about it. ”

Lin Yun accepted the letter thoughtfully, the Blood Flame Bone could create a mysterious weapon Blood Flame Armor, and its value was immeasurable.

He has great expectations for this.

"Gotta go. ”

After cleaning up, he left the sect.

Lin Yun, who had a wild goose by his side, did not rent a horse in the sect, and directly hurried with his body.

During the day, he travels to exercise his body, and at night he meditates on the exercises.

When he went out, Lin Yun didn't really relax, and never forgot to do penance.

The third level of pure yang gong will soon break through the fourth level.

There are a total of five levels of pure yang gong, and the internal strength is known for being strong and condensed, which is extremely difficult to cultivate.

But under the condition that he did not hesitate to transform the blood pill and the lower grade spirit stone, he made remarkable progress, and he would definitely be able to break through within half a month.

If it's a blood flame bone, it can be auctioned for a large price.

In the case of consuming a large number of low-grade spirit stones, pure yang gong may not be able to break through to the fifth level and reach the state of perfection.

In addition, he observes the mysterious picture scroll every day, condensing the charm of the tiger.

It took four days, and Lin Yun could already see the outline of White Water City from afar.

"Tomorrow during the day, we should be able to enter the city. ”

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Yun chose a secluded place and stopped his journey.

After using pure yang power to restore the internal energy consumed during the day, Lin Yun took out the mysterious picture scroll again.

There is a tiger in the heart, smell the rose!

The words engraved on the picture scroll, every time I saw it, it could make Lin Yun stunned and think for a long time.

What exactly does it mean to have a tiger in his heart and smell the roses, in fact, he doesn't understand very well now.

The picture scroll unfolds little by little.

Rumble!

The wind sounded in his ears, and the tiger in the painting roared incessantly, as in the past, and went straight to the depths of his soul, wanting to eat people.

Bang bang bang!

Every time I look at it, my heart feels like it has been hit hard, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

Now Lin Yun is much better than before.

Remembering that at first, he didn't dare to look at it, and he trembled with fear by this scroll.

At this moment, the Tiger Fist was quietly running, and he stared at the fierce tiger that kept pounced.

Immerse yourself in it and get carried away.

Shout!

At some point, a little sword light burst out of the painting and detonated in front of his vision, and that sword light illuminated all the night in his eyes.

"Sword light!"

Lin Yun exclaimed in his heart, and almost threw away the scroll excitedly.

I saw it again, there was really a touch of sword light!

Once, in the painting scroll, he saw a flash of sword light, but he couldn't see it behind him.

I thought I was hallucinating, but today's sword light was renewed, which made him a little speechless with excitement.

Lin Yun held his breath, restrained his nervousness, and withstood the tremendous pressure brought by the sword light.

Work hard and maintain peace of mind.

He wants to see, he must see clearly, where this sword light comes from.

The sword light in front of him dissipated little by little, and his gaze gradually condensed into the scroll.

When the sword light completely dissipated, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and the picture scroll actually changed. A little more central to the paper, there are more pictures that have never been seen before.

One more.

The man was dressed in a long green robe, leaning sideways, holding a sword in his left hand, pointing to the sky. The right hand is opened, sent forward, and a rose blooms in the palm of the palm.

The whole person seems casual, poetic, and uninhibited.

There is one more person, and the artistic conception of the picture has completely changed.

The tiger in the painting is still mighty, swallowing mountains and rivers, and hitting the heart. It's just that its target has changed, not Lin Yun outside the painting, but the rose in the palm of the person in the painting.

In Lin Yun's mind, he could even imagine the tiger swallowing mountains and rivers in the next moment.

Close your eyes and meekly sniff the scent of roses.

The tiger in the painting is very large, occupying most of the entire area of the paper, and the person in the painting is only a little in the center.

But who is the master and who is the follower, you can see at a glance.

Just as Lin Yun was shocked, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the person in the painting moved.

"Where do the flowers come from?"

I saw the rose in his palm floating, and he took the sword in his right hand and danced in the air.

The flowers fall on the tip of the sword, blooming with dazzling brilliance. At this moment, he is as calm and calm as water.

The body burst out, and the infinite sword momentum was a hundred times more than the previous tiger.

He shines brighter than the stars, and he has a thousand rays of light that can compete with the bright moon. It seems that when the next sword falls, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will tremble under his sword.

I couldn't see it, his sword was so fast that even Lin Yun couldn't hear what he said.

When he put away his sword, the flowers fell, purple and red, competing for beauty.

Suddenly, he smiled back. This smile is overshadowed.

The sword came out and leaped into the air.

The rain in the sky, and his sword, turned into a tiger that swallowed mountains and rivers, and rushed out of the picture.

Rock!

Lin Yun was startled, the picture scroll fell to the ground, and suddenly, he woke up like a dream.

Looking up, in the night, the sky was full of stars.

Siye looked at it, it was pitch black, where there were hundreds of flowers, where there were people dancing swords.

Lin Yun was speechless, as if the six gods had no master.

For a while, I didn't know where I was.

In my mind, it was all that person who turned around with a sword, and it was all that person's invincible demeanor.

After a long time, he woke up and lowered his head to pick up the scroll.

Looking at it again, the tiger is still the same tiger, but there is really a person in front of the tiger. Flowers bloom in one hand, and a sword in the other. The tiger that swallows mountains and rivers, smells the fragrance of flowers, and has a huge contrast with its image.

It turned out that the person had always been there, not that the picture had changed, but that he had been blinded by a tiger before.

You can't see swords, you can't see flowers, you can only see man-eating tigers.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose...... Lin Yun realized something and benefited a lot.

What's even better is that there is a set of swordsmanship hidden in the picture scroll, but that set of swordsmanship, no matter how he recalls, he can only remember where a flower came from.

Rub and go!

Lin Yun put away the scroll, unsheathed the burial sword, and without saying a word, he kept practicing with the night.

"Where the flowers come from, where do the flowers rise!"

The sword light danced, and he kept muttering to himself, like a magic barrier.