As soon as Song Yun returned to the small courtyard of the War Martial Arts Department, the little sword soul flew back quietly, and seeing the ruined old man looking at him with a smile, Song Yun felt a little weak.

"What, you want to be alone?" said the old man with disdain. But in his heart, he had to admire Song Yun, the secret on Song Yun was beyond his cognition, and he didn't want to know the secret on Song Yun, this was a kind of protection for Song Yun, and it was also the bottom line of his life.

"How much do you want?" Song Yun asked vigilantly, he had to admit that if it weren't for this bad old man's price increase, he would definitely not get so many spirit stones.

"Hey...... Forget it, old man, I'm old, I'm afraid I won't live for a few years! It's a waste to ask for your spirit stone!" The old man suddenly sighed, as if he was much older, his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life, and he looked at the sky in the distance.

"Young...... That's wonderful!" the old man sighed again.

Seeing the appearance of the ruined old man, Song Yun suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart, slowly stepped forward, patted the old man's shoulder, and handed the 10 million spirit stone jade slip in his hand to the ruined old man, he understood that this thing was like a check, and when the Feng family brothers knew that they had been deceived, they were afraid that a piece of spirit stone would not be exchanged.

The ruined old man came back to his senses from his emotion, looked at the spirit stone jade slip in Song Yun's hand, and showed doubts.

"Take it and exchange it for spirit stones, give it to our martial arts disciples, it's too late, but you can't exchange it for spirit stones." Song Yun said seriously.

The old man looked at Song Yun in a complicated manner, and finally smiled slightly, looking at the sky again.

"Boy, the avenue is endless, there are too many people who have lost their hearts on the way to cultivation, the old man knows that his own cultivation is not worth mentioning in this world, but the old man still wants to tell you, the cultivation is ...... No matter how high your cultivation is, if you don't have a heart, are you still a human being? I hope that after a thousand years, you will still be able to remember what the old man said to you...... Remember the disciples of the War Martial Arts Department you helped in the secret land, as well as the 10 million spirit stones you gave today, this is your pure heart, you must not lose it, if you lose it, you ...... It's not you anymore......" The old man took the ten million spirit stones and jade slips, his eyes revealed profundity, and he said slowly.

Song Yun showed a thoughtful look, he didn't know what he would become if he could live for a thousand years, but he knew that a thousand years of changes would be placed, and in his previous life, it would be a vicissitudes of life, if a person could really live for a thousand years, could his heart remain the same?

Song Yun didn't know, but he still nodded silently at the old man.

The two of them stood in this small courtyard for a long time, looking up at the sky, looking at the clouds that were quickly floating in the sky, Song Yun understood that the old man was afraid that he would forget, and the more time he had, the more profound he would be......

A few years later, every time Song Yun returned to Huailing Academy and stood in the small courtyard of the War Martial Arts Department, he would stand here and look up at the clouds in the sky, thinking of the former disciples of the War Martial Arts Department, thinking of the old man who had long since passed away, remembering the simple words of the old man, remembering his time in the Huailing Academy, and that familiar face, this is the place where he grew up, as long as his heart remains the same, even if the sea is dry and the earth is old, he will always remember this place, remember everyone who has helped him.

I don't know how long it has been, a cold wind blew, and a withered yellow leaf fell from the eyes of the old man, and the old man came back to his senses, and when he looked at Song Yun beside him, he saw that Song Yun had long since disappeared.

The old man smiled bitterly and slowly walked back to the house.

And Song Yun was silent in the alchemy again, on the third day, the disciples of the War Martial Arts Department were all given the spirit stones sent by the old man, but their faces were not happy and excited, but their hearts were heavy, because Song Yun was too good to them and helped them too much, although some people did not lack spirit stones because of their family relationship, but Song Yun gave them not spirit stones, but affection.

They didn't go to thank Song Yun, let alone flatter, they hid this affection deep in their hearts, silently accepted the spirit stone, and began to cultivate hard, because only when the cultivation is high, will they help Song Yun.

The old man didn't forget Song Tian, after all, Song Tian was Song Yun's brother, so he gave Song Tian some more spirit stones, Song Tian accepted it expressionlessly, and continued to cultivate.

Half a month later, Song Yun finally refined a top-grade plastic pulse pill, and distributed hundreds of low-grade and middle-grade plastic pulse pills to the disciples of the war martial arts department, after all, these low-grade and middle-grade plastic pulse pills are also a waste to eat by themselves, although they have an effect, but they are not strong, it is better to distribute them to those who need them.

It wasn't until another month passed that Song Yun finally broke through to the ninth level of the Body Sculpting Realm, and a large number of impurities in his body seeped out of his skin, and the aura in his body was like a surging river, flowing endlessly.

Song Yun opened his eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, at this moment, he seemed to fly up with a little aura, and the small tripod in his body was once again crushed by him with the power of cultivation.

At this moment, in Song Yun's senses, the ninth important body is several times stronger than the eighth body shape, standing in the small courtyard of the war martial arts department, his aura is running, his body is slightly shocked, and the aura that belongs to the perfect heavenly vein is like a violent wind sweeping away the leaves, sweeping towards the eight directions with himself as the center, and for a while, even some small trees, after being swept away by this spiritual pressure, are directly uprooted.

On this day, Song Yun went to the Tibetan Dharma Pavilion again, and learned the method of flying the sword and the method of flying the sword and the silk of the imperial qi, these two methods are not considered to be a kind of magic power, Song Yun tried, at first it was a little jerky, but it only took two days to learn it.

After a walk around the Tibetan Law Pavilion, Song Yun saw a spell called 'Cloud Piercing Jue', which can make his own speed instantly increase several times or even more than ten times, and walking through the air is like walking on the ground, but this technique consumes too much of his own aura, and the aura in his body will be consumed after a few times.

Song Yun felt that this technique was good, simple and easy to understand, it was not a mystery at all, and he could kill the enemy with one blow at a critical time, so he wrote it down.

There is also a 'Open Heaven Chop' technique, Song Yun saw that these three words were more kind, and he often used them when playing games and cutting legends in his previous life, so he chose this technique without hesitation.

After reading it for a while, Song Yun found that this Open Heaven Slash was simply tailor-made for himself, and it was clearly marked that to perform this technique, it was necessary to be meticulous in the way of the sword, otherwise it would have its shape and no meaning, so it was better not to practice.

As for the other magic powers of the Tibetan Law Pavilion, most of them are very mysterious, and they can't be cultivated at all in a few years, Song Yun doesn't want to waste all his time on practicing magic powers, and it is better to find a way to bombard the Xiaoding in his body and improve his own cultivation, in fact, most of the disciples of the Body Shaping Realm are like this, and some simple techniques, Song Yun feels that they are too chicken, and it is useless to learn them.

A few days later, Song Yun stood in the courtyard of the War Martial Arts Department, his eyes that were originally slightly closed suddenly opened, the spiritual energy in his body was compressed under his feet at a rapid speed, his legs were slightly bent, and the whole person was suddenly like a sharp arrow off the string, and it swooped out, and the speed was so fast that there was an afterimage flashing.

'Boom'

Song Yun directly crashed into a big tree embraced by several people, and the whole person was embedded in it, and he was dizzy and dizzy, and his blood was tumbling.

He practiced the Cloud Piercing Technique for several days, it was indeed simple and easy to understand, and the speed was fast enough, but every time he performed it, he couldn't control his body at all, either hitting a tree or a wall, and Song Yun had no choice but to try again and again......