Chapter Twenty-Seven: Refining the Demon Pill

"Remember, don't cultivate blindly. ”

The hall master handed the remnant copy to Lin Yun, and said cautiously again: "In the past, there were also inner disciples who did not listen to dissuasion and blindly cultivated the innate remnants. The results are all miserable, just observe well, broaden your horizons, and improve your martial arts perception. ”

"Thank you, Bishop Wangtang. ”

After Lin Yun took it, he replied in a deep voice, this innate remnant seems to be a double-edged sword.

If you don't use it well, you will hurt yourself.

If you use it well, you can understand a set of basic boxing techniques from it, which will benefit the entire sect.

Hall Master Wang smiled: "Go down, two days later, the mid-year assessment, looking forward to your performance." ”

"Farewell. ”

Leaving the Martial Arts Pavilion, Lin Yun came to Deacon Yang again and asked to purchase the Blood Transformation Pill.

"No problem, it's your power, but only once for now. According to the price of the sect, you need to pay five hundred lower-grade spirit stones. ”

Deacon Yang took out the Blood Transformation Pill and handed it to Lin Yun, and said softly.

The current Lin Yun has reached the point where he is completely impressed.

He even had some doubts that if the two fought now, he would be able to defeat Lin Yun.

And all this happened in just two or three months.

Fortunately, this Lin Yun doesn't seem to hold much grudges.

I didn't hate myself because I embarrassed him to become an outer disciple, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

There are only 500 lower-grade spirit stones......

Lin Yun's heart was dripping blood, and he spent twice the price to buy three from Tong Hu.

However, the supply of the sect is limited, and the odd goods can be lived, and they are willing to fight and suffer if they buy them with a lot of money.

There were still many outer disciples in the hall of the Zongwu Hall, and in the eyes of many envy, Lin Yun left calmly.

"Two days later, in the mid-year assessment, this sword slave will definitely soar into the sky!"

In the silent Zongwu Hall, one person suddenly spoke and said firmly.

The other side.

When Lin Yun came to his wooden house, he was stupid.

The wooden house left behind by the original owner has become a pile of ashes and empty.

Chen Xiao's original fire burned the wooden house to the ground, and there was not even slag left.

At first glance, Lin Yun still wondered if he had gone to the wrong place, and only after taking a turn did he dare to confirm it.

"Senior Brother Lin, after you left, Chen Xiao's gang set fire to your house. ”

A disciple of the sect who was passing by, seeing Lin Yun looking at the remaining ashes, was stunned on the spot, and kindly told him the reason.

It seems that his punch is a little lighter.

"Senior brother, in fact, you can apply for a courtyard with the sect, it doesn't cost much. ”

When the disciple saw Lin Yun, he was still a little stunned and didn't speak, and reminded him.

Lin Yun turned around and smiled: "Thank you, I'll figure it out myself." ”

"Then senior brother, you're busy, I'll go first. ”

Seeing that Lin Yun stubbornly didn't listen, the man shook his head and left the place.

After volunteering to become a sword slave, the original owner was kicked out of the miscellaneous courtyard and came to this deserted place where no one visited him, and built this wooden house with his own hands.

The wooden house is simple, the wind blows, and the rain leaks.

But the original owner, one stay is two years, no regrets.

He wanted to stay in Qingyun Sect, he wanted to give that person a sword guard, he didn't want to leave......

Because sometimes a turn can be a lifetime.

He stood thousands of miles away from the crowd, looking at the unattainable Su Ziyao who was as high as the stars. Perhaps, I also thought about catching up with her.

Now the wooden house is gone, the original owner remains in this world, and the last traces are gone.

Lin Yun kept his face calm and didn't say a word, his hands kept looking for it in the ashes.

Wood chips, mixed with dirt, got into his nails. After a while, both hands were pulled out with wounds everywhere, and blood was spilling from the nails.

Gone...... Nothing is gone.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find anything to recover.

In the middle of the ashes, he found a mutilated piece of paper.

It lists all kinds of pills that Su Ziyao once rewarded the original owner, which he wrote by himself.

Call!

A gust of wind blew, taking the piece of paper away from Lin Yun's hand, and he didn't know where it was going.

Looking at the flying confetti, Lin Yun thought for a moment, the word of love since ancient times is the most difficult to understand.

The original owner's affection and crush on Su Ziyao in his heart do not need to be repeated, even if he knows that there will be no result, he knows that Su Ziyao will not look at him more.

But as long as he can see her, the original owner will be satisfied, saying that he is stupid, but he is really stupid.

Is Su Ziyao wrong?

Of course that's right, why should she respond to a fool who can't even confess.

Whose fault is that, the original owner?

Of course not!

Even the most humble sword slave has the power to look up at the starry sky and use dreams as horses, not to mention just having a crush on someone.

"You're right. ”

Looking at the confetti that was no longer visible, Lin Yun whispered to himself.

Moments later, he gathered wood and rebuilt a wooden house.

There are still two days, that is, the mid-year assessment, and Lin Yun did not comprehend the remnants of the innate martial arts Dragon and Tiger Fist.

The congenital remnants are too complicated, and there is not enough time.

If you are not accidentally trapped in it, you will reduce your strength.

After Lin Yun swallowed the Blood Transformation Pill he had exchanged, he took out the Demon Beast Inner Pill that he had been carrying with him carefully.

Rumble!

The residual demon beast breath on the inner pill makes people's hearts palpitate, which is the unique evil aura of demon beasts.

Lin Yun, who had killed many demon beasts, now knew the value of this Inner Dan even further.

Ninety percent of demon beasts do not have Neidan, and there is no one in ten thousand demon beasts that can give birth to Neidan!

The value of the Inner Dan cannot be measured by spirit stones.

He wants to use this demon pill to break through the bottleneck of the martial arts fivefold and promote the martial arts sixfold before the mid-year assessment.

Even if you swallow five Blood Transformation Pills, you want to break through the five-fold bottleneck within a month.

The difficulty is still very large, and the only way to rely on this spotted tiger's demon pill is to rely on it.

Without hesitation, Lin Yun opened his mouth and swallowed the demon pill that countless people had dreamed of.

Rumble!

The demon pill melted at the entrance, turning into a surging and domineering heaven and earth aura, which exploded in its body.

At the same time, wisps of faint bright red aura wafted from his body.

It was the evil aura of the Spotted Tiger, and as it refined the Demon Pill, it merged with his own momentum little by little.

In the body, the third level of pure yang gong runs wildly.

wanted to subdue the power of this domineering and surging demon pill, but the domineering power of this power was still beyond Lin Yun's expectations.

Like a grumpy wild horse, he disobeyed discipline and rampaged through Lin Yun's body.

His face changed unpredictably, sometimes blue and sometimes white, and even turned extremely frighteningly black.

The situation is not good!