"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!"

"According to the old man, your talent may not be difficult to climb to the eighty-first order, but that is more dangerous for you......."

The old man said slowly.

"Thank you Elder Taishang, Jing Yu understands!" Lin Jing Yu nodded, he also understood this truth.

"Actually, there's another reason!"

"The old man will tell you a story. ”

"Thirty years ago, in the Middle Heaven Domain of the Northern Cold Continent, there was a Tianjiao who was born out of thin air, a long sword crisscrossed the world, defeated all the enemies of the world, reached the realm of the Sword Emperor, and was known as the youngest emperor in thousands of years,........"

He spoke slowly, as if he were telling a story from his own experience.

This is a tragic story, the youngest emperor has fallen!

He was strangled by the peerless powerhouses of the Middle Heaven Domain Holy City, the master of this continent.

"Why?"

"The strongest people in the world want to kill him, this is not fair......." Finally, Lin Jingyu suddenly got up.

"It's just because his surname and origin ......" the old man said halfway, looking at Lin Jingyu meaningfully.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu was trembling, as if he had guessed something.

"Is he also surnamed Lin?" he asked, trembling.

"Not only is his surname Lin, but he is also a peerless Tianjiao who came out of the Sin Blood Continent, if he is given another twenty years, he may be able to achieve the throne ............"

The old man sighed, his expression full of endless regret.

"Why?"

"Why is this happening? Just because we are the Lin Clan, we will be the enemy of the whole world?"

Lin Jingyu roared angrily, he didn't understand, why did the world that the ancestors swore to defend to the death become like this?

Why are they, a glorious ancient people, branded with the blood of sin!

"Little one, you're still young!"

"One day, when you're at the top, you'll be able to really see the truth of all this....... Go for it!"

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a huge force pushed Lin Jingyu out of the Xuantian Palace.

This golden hall, the moment Lin Jingyu walked out, the door of the hall was closed, and the mystery and peace of the past were restored.

........

It wasn't until night fell that Lin Jingyu walked back to the simple cabin in Ziyoufeng in a daze.

"Why ......"

"Elder Ziyou and Elder Taishang both said that, why on earth?"

Lying on the bed, Lin Jingyu was still tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Every word that Elder Taishang had said kept replaying in his mind.

He even wanted to go to Elder Ziyou and ask her to tell him about the deeds of that peerless Sword Emperor.

It's a pity that Elder Ziyou is not on Purple Youfeng Peak.

Completely missing.

For some reason, looking at the empty room, he remembered the fairy-like figure again.

Charm Xiaoyou.

She walked in such a hurry.

There was no trace left, and Lin Jingyu didn't even know where she went.

"Maybe ......."

"She's really gone...... Lin Jingyu muttered to himself.

Lin Jingyu felt a trace of inexplicable melancholy.

Although he and the ghost Xiaoyou only met in Pingshui, such a farewell also made him feel very lost.

Suddenly.

The tranquility of the Purple Peak was broken by a tragic crane chirping.

"Huh.....?"

"Could it be that Elder Ziyou is back?, tomorrow morning, let's go to her again to apprentice......."

Lin Jingyu thought.

He was just about to continue sleeping, but the tragic sound of cranes was heard outside the room again.

The wails were very sad, which also made Lin Jingyu's heart tighten.

"Elder Purple Shadow....."

"Will she ......" he didn't have time to think about it, and jumped up from the bed and walked out of the room.

In the distance, in a clearing of Ziyoufeng Peak, there stood a blue sky white crane with a length of more than ten feet.

It's just that the wings of this blue sky white crane have already been dyed red with blood.

On the back of the white crane, there was also an unconscious woman in purple.

"Elder Purple Shadow......"

Lin Jingyu didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly ran forward.

Sure enough, the person who was unconscious was the purple elder in purple.

Moreover, in her abdomen, there was a deep blood mark, which should have been pierced by some extremely sharp blade.

"The Dark Hall Darkens ......"

"The lips are purple, I'm afraid she's poisoned......."

Lin Jingyu thought about it, and immediately put Elder Ziyou off the white crane's back and hugged her into her chamber.

In Elder Ziyou's room, the decoration is very warm, and even the bed is still a purple bedcloth.

Lin Jingyu gently placed her on the bed and carefully examined her injuries.

"This blood stain, just bandage it!"

"The key is the poison ....... in her"

"Although I don't know what kind of poison she has been in, let's cook her a bowl of elixir porridge first to protect her mind......

Lin Jingyu thought about it, found a piece of gauze, bandaged Elder Ziyou's wound briefly, stopped the bleeding, and walked out of the room quickly.

.......

An hour later, in Elder Ziyou's room.

"Elder Purple Shadow......"

"You have to hold on....... I'll force the poison in your body away from your heart first......."

Lin Jingyu muttered to himself.

He took out a quaint wooden box from the spatial ring, and inside the wooden box were one hundred and eight gold needles of various sizes.

The technique of the golden needle was taught to Lin Jingyu by the way when his grandfather stimulated his potential.

But in the past ten years, Lin Jingyu has found that the biggest role of the golden needle is to save the life and help the injured.

At this moment, the golden needle in his hand gently moved and inserted into the eighteen important death points of Elder Ziyou's body.

Gradually, in her body, a mysterious vortex was formed, pulling those toxins away from her heart.

Before I knew it, another hour had passed.

Although Elder Ziyou's complexion did not continue to deteriorate, she was still in a coma.

"If he continues to be unconscious, I am afraid that those toxins will be integrated into his heart again......"

"I'll have to try something else....." he thought with a frown.

Although, Lin Jingyu and Elder Ziyou have not known each other for a long time.

But he could feel Elder Ziyou's silent concern, which was why he said yesterday that he wanted to worship him as a teacher.

"Since you are my future master!"

"I'm not going to let you die........"

He began to sit cross-legged, his hands stretched out, his eyes closed.

The aura in his body was surging like a sea, and bursts of water vapor poured out from his palm, constantly pouring into his body along Elder Ziyou's arms, which were as white as snow.

These water vapors, like spirit snakes, poured in from Elder Ziyou's arms, and turned into six Juanjuan streams within the four hundred bones in her body, nourishing her body.

However, when the six spiritual streams met the elder's brilliant golden pill, they suddenly disappeared like a stone ox entering the sea.

"No way!"

"Elder Ziyou's cultivation is too profound! My Lingxi Realm's sixfold aura is too insignificant in her body!"

Lin Jingyu secretly complained.

At this moment, he was already sweating, but to no avail.

"Maybe ......"

"There is only one way...... Lin Jingyu sighed helplessly.

He was in his room and found a porcelain bowl.

With a soft sword, he gently cut a blood mark on his wrist, and drops of blood fell into the porcelain bowl.

Every drop of blood emitted a faint golden light.

Then, Lin Jingyu helped Elder Ziyou up, and slowly sent the bowl of blood that released golden light into her mouth.