Chapter 65 The deeper the affection, the more serious the injury

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the night is as cool as water.

In the wooden house, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and doing penance.

In front of him, the soft moonlight shone through the window, spilling all over the ground.

After the Pure Yang Gong broke through the shackles and achieved the Innate Gong Method, it was more than ten times more complicated than the original running route before.

Internal strength is located in many positions in the meridians, which need to be carefully identified, and one wrong step cannot be penetrated.

It's amazing.

In the process of casting, it is necessary to squeeze out the huge internal strength little by little.

The Pure Yang Gong was already at its peak and perfect, but he didn't expect that under this creation, he accidentally broke through the shackles of the day after tomorrow.

The pale yellow internal strength, like a faint flame, kept circulating in Lin Yun's body.

Today's innate pure yang gong is equivalent to returning to the furnace and rebuilding it into a brand-new exercise.

You need to start from the first level of cultivation again.

But the internal strength condensed by the innate pure yang gong is not what it used to be, like a flame, fierce and domineering, scorching everything!

When the incomparably complex Innate Pure Yang Gong had been running in his body for a long week, Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes.

Bang bang bang!

Warm currents flow from the heart to the limbs.

The Seven Tricks Exquisite Pill embedded in the heart is like a mountain water source, turning into seven trickles.

Nourishing Lin Yun's body, under the urging of innate pure yang skills, Lin Yun's cultivation is constantly enhanced.

"If you don't enter the congenital at the age of seventeen, you won't be able to break through in your life. ”

Bai Qiushui's words echoed in his mind, making Lin Yun's face look a little dignified.

Su Ziyao...... I am afraid that this name cannot be avoided for a lifetime.

Before I knew it, half a month passed in penance.

Qingyun Peak.

On the edge of a cliff with swords on the ground.

There is a nimble figure, facing the scorching sun, the sword is like the wind, flashing and moving. The swordsmanship is like flowing water, ghosts and impermanence, whimsical, and there is no trace to be found.

Flowers thus arise!

In a moment, the young man stabbed out with a sword, and four roses bloomed on the tip of the sword at the same time.

Syllable!

The moment the flower bloomed, it exploded, and countless petals flew all over the sky.

The boy wielded his sword, and under the pull of the sword, the petals suddenly condensed, forming a tornado composed of roses.

"Go!"

With a soft drink, the petals roared away and rushed towards the mountains and sea of clouds.

In an instant, the boundless sea of clouds was scattered by the tornado, and the petals bloomed with colorful light under the reflection of the scorching sun, like a dream.

Needless to say, the young man is naturally Lin Yun.

Looking at the fantastic beauty in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth.

The more I dig deeper, the more I feel that where this flower comes from is simply mysterious.

There is endless potential to be tapped, and all kinds of killer moves can be derived.

"I don't know who the Tsing Yi people are, just one sword has benefited me a lot, and this flower, where did it start?"

Lin Yun was puzzled, the more he mastered, the more he felt the unfathomable depth of the scroll.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose...... It's much more than that.

Waiting for the moment when the sword momentum was gone, Lin Yun turned around and put away the sword, and the funeral sword suddenly rang out, and the ethereal voice sounded again.

The long sword that had been inserted into the ground by him in advance suddenly buzzed and trembled slightly.

Smell the sword and be psychic, the four realms, smell the sword, control the sword, the sword heart, and the psychic.

He was still at the threshold of smelling the sword, and he only knew that the sound of the sword could cause the surrounding long swords to tremble at the same time.

As soon as I thought of it, a hundred swords rang out in unison!

"Hearing the word sword, it seems that it is more about the screening of the sword, and the sword control is the real art of killing the enemy. ”

Today's sword psychic can only slightly interfere with the enemy's blades.

Boom!

The sword was retracted and returned to the sheath, and the hundred long swords on the ground stopped trembling at the same time, and the ethereal sound came to an abrupt end.

"It's time to go down. ”

Looking at the scorching sun overhead, Lin Yun opened his arms and leaped into the air.

On the hillside, like a wild goose, swooping down.

The high-level body method of the wild goose technique, in his hands, has already reached the state of consummation. Now with a slight leap, with the innate pure yang skill, it can reach a height of several zhang.

In a short period of time, it can be left in the air for several seconds.

Flying down from the top of the mountain, it is completely like a wild goose, flexible and free.

When he arrived at the main road in the mountains, Lin Yun stopped his body and walked with his sword.

"Hello Senior Brother Lin!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Lin. ”

"Senior Brother Lin. ”

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect who saw him along the road, countless people, would stop when they saw him and salute respectfully.

Four big competitions, Lin Yun became famous in one battle.

With his own strength, he fought against the Sect Master of the Purple Flame Sect, and in the end, he defeated the four elders with a sword.

Lin Yun's name has long been spread throughout the Tianshui Kingdom, and everyone in the entire Qingyun Sect knows about it.

No one dares to call him a sword slave behind his back, and the mention of Lin Yun is all sincere admiration.

Walk all the way down the mountain.

After a large area of buildings, Lin Yun came to the Washing Sword Pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

Before the Sword Pavilion was washed, it was still the same group of miscellaneous servants back then, and they were doing the lowest hard work.

"Give me snacks one by one, and before sunset, the blood stains on these swords have washed me dry!"

The steward of the miscellaneous service department is still an outer disciple Zhou Ping.

Suddenly, he turned around and inadvertently saw Lin Yun outside the courtyard, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

Then he walked over quickly, and said with a stubborn smile: "Senior Brother Lin, why did you come to this kind of place, if you have any orders, just call someone to come, why come here in person!"

The handyman in the yard saw Lin Yun and stopped what he was doing.

The look was complicated.

A trace of shame flashed in most of his eyes, and then he lowered his head silently, lest he be noticed by Lin Yun.

Back then, they were not friendly to Lin Yun at all.

When he was still a miscellaneous servant, he kept bullying him and excluding him, and when he became a sword slave.

was even more unsympathetic, and drove him out in the heavy rain in the middle of the night.

With Lin Yun's current status as a sect, if he wanted to retaliate, the consequences were really unimaginable.

However, this group of miscellaneous servants is obviously too careful.

Lin Yun didn't even look at them, let alone revenge, and said lightly: "Let's go down." ”

Touching the scene, although Lin Yun will not retaliate against these people.

can see it, it is still inevitable to recall the exclusion and humiliation suffered by the original owner back then.

Zhou Ping and a group of miscellaneous servants were relieved and hurriedly left.

Let them face the current Lin Yun, and they are also under pressure and uneasy.

Thinking of the past with Su Ziyao, Lin Yun sighed lightly.

Seeing things and thinking about people, I am full of emotion.

After a long time, his gaze fell on the main building of the Sword Washing Pavilion, his eyes slightly condensed.

If there is one person, he may know the memory that he once forgot.

This person must be Hong Lao!

After a few steps, Lin Yun pushed the door in.

In the Sword Washing Pavilion, the scene is still the same, except for the cold pool, which seems to be weaker.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw Hong Lao, who was still concentrating on raising swords.

"I've seen Hong Lao. ”

Lin Yun walked over quickly and saluted respectfully.

For the old man in front of him, Lin Yun didn't dare to be disrespectful at all, from the painting handed over to him.

It can be seen that Hong Lao must be a person with a story.

"Boy, I heard that you are majestic. ”

Hong Lao turned around and smiled, his appearance had not changed, but there were more wrinkles on his face. I haven't seen him for a few months, and I feel like I'm more than ten years old, mentally exhausted, and my old age is fully revealed.

"Elder Hong, your body ......" Seeing this, Lin Yun couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Hong Lao smiled calmly: "I told you a long time ago, I am a person who buried half a foot in the grave, and I have long looked down on life and death, and I prepared a coffin a few years ago." ”

"Elder Hong, I came here this time, there is something I want to ask?"

"It's about Su Ziyao. ”

Lin Yun was slightly stunned, and then his face showed joy: "So, Hong Lao, you know, great!"

Hong Lao waited for Lin Yun to finish speaking, and then smiled lightly: "Don't be happy, the memory you lost was sealed by me and Su Ziyao." ”

"What!"

Lin Yun was shocked when he heard this, and there was like a thunderclap in his mind, buzzing incessantly.

The truth was so unbelievable, it was completely unexpected by Lin Yun.

"Elder Hong, tell me, I really want to know what I have forgotten. If I don't want to be clear, I won't be able to forgive myself for the mistakes I made in my life. ”

Lin Yun looked anxious and begged each other.

finally found someone who knew the truth, but he didn't expect that the other party had sealed his memory with his own hands, so how could he not be in a hurry.

"Child, since this memory has been sealed, there must be a reason for him. It's a good thing for you and for her, and you don't have to beg for it. I'm sure I'll take this secret to the grave, and it's good for you not to know. ”

Elder Hong sighed and comforted softly.

Seeing Elder Hong's resolute attitude, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel sad.

"You don't have to care about Su Ziyao's attitude, because the exercises she cultivates are destined to be high and can't bow her head. The deeper the affection, the more serious the injury, and it will be a bad fate for you and her......"

The flood wanted to speak and stopped, and after thinking about it, he still revealed something with Lin Yun.

The deeper the affection, the more serious the injury?

Lin Yun frowned, what kind of exercise was this Su Ziyao cultivating, and she was so domineering.

Suddenly, Lin Yun suddenly realized.

Obviously, it was for Lin Yun to polish his body that he rewarded the elixir, but Su Ziyao always did not fake her color and was high.

Because the deeper the affection, the more serious the injury...... The contradictions in her heart and the torment in her heart are also unknown to anyone.

"I'm going to find her, I'm going to find her!"

Lin Yun's eyes were firm, and he said over and over again.

"I advise you to forget it. ”

Hong Lao looked at the green silk around Lin Yun's little finger, and said with a solemn expression: "This wisp of green silk is the love silk she cut off, if you say goodbye, maybe she will kill you without hesitation." ”

"You don't know at all, her origins, and all the responsibilities she bears, she is the queen ......"

Before he finished speaking, Hong Lao turned his head to look, and his face suddenly changed.

Lin Yun was startled at the same time, there was a powerful aura outside the Sword Washing Pavilion, which was rapidly approaching.

Boom!

Before he could react, Hong Lao slapped him with a palm and sent him into the cold pool.

Below the surface of the water, Lin Yun felt that he seemed to have entered a state of suspended animation, with no breath on his body and unable to move.

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