Lin Yin stayed in Huashan like this, Luo Xiangbing and the others never troubled him again, and although the rest of the brothers were polite to him, no one was close to him. The Ten Directions Scattered Sword has spread in the Huashan School, and many disciples will learn it, and most of them feel that this swordsmanship is very practical. Someone changed the name of this swordsmanship to "Twenty-one Styles of Falling Geese", because there are only twenty-one simple movements.

Lin Yin rarely goes down the mountain, and he practices martial arts and swords on weekdays. He had also learned the Taixu Sword Technique of the Huashan Sect, but he had not practiced Zixia Gong. By November of the following year, Lin Yin had been on the mountain for a year, and the internal force mass in the Qi Sea Cave was getting bigger and bigger, and it was already the size of an egg. The sword qi he emitted with the freewheeling sword was also several feet away. Of course, the biggest change is that Lin Yin has grown a lot taller, he is already sixteen years old, and compared with a man in his prime, he is only a little thinner.

This year, Lin Yin or the Huashan faction has also been safe and sound, and has not been harassed in any way, but Ren Yue's whereabouts are still unknown. There are no friends, no relatives, and no news of Ren Yue, and the people who are thinking about it are far away in the cape, Lin Yin is very lively and talkative, but after a year, he has become a lot silent.

On the seventh day of the winter month, the sky is gloomy, the top of Mount Hua, the west wind is howling, and the mountains and rocks are swaying. At ten o'clock at noon, it suddenly began to snow, and the snow fell more and more, at first like a new feather, gradually like a goose feather, and soon even the size was like a bird, one after another, dense, the world was vast.

On the Chaoyang Terrace on the top of Chaoyang Peak in Huashan, a young man stood on the cliff, hunting in the mountain wind, and the cold and snow were dense, all hitting him. The young man was thin, and his clothes were even thinner, but he seemed to be undaunted by the wind, snow and cold. The boy is sixteen or seventeen years old, with good facial features, especially his eyes are very bright, it is Lin Yin, who is one year older.

"Eh, the internal force is strong, it seems to be really good, this kind of weather, I don't think it's cold if I don't wear clothes, hehe." Although the scenery was cold and elegant, Lin Yin didn't think about anything related to elegance. Lin Yin said to herself: "In my hometown, at this time, the family is often gathered together, eating pots or other small snacks, alas. Here, there is not even a person to eat with. ”

Lin Yin looked at the snowflakes floating in the air, and had a whim, pulled out his double swords, left and right Xilin, and the evening sword in his right hand, trying to see if he could cut through the snowflakes. The snow flakes are extremely large, fluttering and sprinkling endlessly. Lin Yin looked at the two snowflakes, and the two swords in his left and right hands were fired together, silently, and the two pieces became four.

"Hey, yes, I'll try cutting two more pieces at the same time." Concentrating, sorting out his breathing, suddenly two silver lights flashed, even covering the snow, but it was still silent, and the four snowflakes turned into eight. Lin Yin secretly praised himself again, and then tried again.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yin was already able to cut eight pieces of flying snow at the same time with a single sword, and the two swords came out together, each sword could cut seven pieces, and if he played well, he could even pierce a snowflake at the same time. When the tip of the sword passes through the snowflake, the snowflake will tremble gently on the tip of the sword for a moment before it shatters.

Practice makes perfect, and all kinds of skills in the world need to be tempered to become a real stunt. Although Lin Yin is young, he is not diligent in practicing swords, and in the past year, the progress has been very obvious. The growth of internal force is even more rapid in a day, and the second pulse of Ren Du will be opened faintly. On the one hand, it is the work of washing the acupoints, and on the other hand, it is closely related to his diligent practice.

The more skilled the "Falling Goose Twenty-One Style" is, the more powerful it is, if you are against Hu Zongwan now, I am afraid that you will not have to delay it for so long, and you can easily win. Lin Yin practiced his sword for a while before he was ready to go back, the snow was very heavy, the top of the mountain was already silvery, and the height and depth of the mountain road could not be seen clearly. Lin Yin sighed: "Hey, this road is not easy to walk, my Lin Daxia has a unique skill, but I can't accidentally break my foot." So he performed a light feat, and slid over the snow. Lin Yin walked for a while, stopped for a while, looked back at the footprints along the way, and said secretly: "I heard that the light work is extremely top, but there is no trace of stepping on the snow, I am far behind." Thinking of Ren Cheng's serious injury, he flew down the cliff with two people hundreds of zhang, which was a skill of heaven and man, Lin Yin was only afraid of being alone, and he didn't dare to jump under the cliff of dozens of zhang, and he felt that his martial arts were not very good, and he was afraid that his stunts were far from counting.

When I got to the house, I shook the snow off my body, stomped my feet, and said to myself: "When the weather is warm and the snow melts, I have to go down the mountain to find Xiaoyue, I don't know how she is." Ren Yue is nowhere to be found, as if Lin Yin has a thorn in her heart, if she doesn't find her, I'm afraid that I won't be able to let go of it for the rest of my life.

As soon as he sat down, someone pushed the door in, and Lin Yin knew that it must be Master Xiaoxiaozi. In the past year, Xiao Xiaozi has been the person who has talked to Lin Yin the most, in addition to teaching him the Taixu swordsmanship, he will occasionally care about him, and as for others, at most they will meet and say hello. Although Lin Yin didn't understand why everyone deliberately avoided him, he didn't bother to think about this, just practiced swordsmanship, ate and slept, and the rest of the time was thinking about how to save Xiaoyue, of course, he was thinking more about the Gongxi Wanwan of the Qionghua faction.

Lin Yin saluted Xiaoxiaozi, moved the stool, and stood aside. Xiao Xiaozi didn't talk much on weekdays, and after coming in and sitting down, he said: "Yue Xun, in a few days, I will go to the Emei faction with the real person in charge of the sect, and when the time comes, you will be on the mountain by yourself, don't make trouble with other senior brothers." ”

Lin Yin said, "The disciple won't. Then he asked, "Master, why do you want to go at this time, the snow is covering the mountains, and it's almost the New Year." Xiao Xiaozi sighed: "Alas, the seventh day of the lunar month is the 80th birthday of the head of the Emei faction, Tianhe Road, the Emei faction, and the Emei faction has widely distributed wedding cards, and the elders of Tianhe Road are high, and our Huashan faction has to go." ”

Lin Yin didn't want to ask more, so he said, "Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely not have conflicts with other senior brothers." Xiao Xiaozi looked at Lin Yin, stopped talking, and finally said: "It's not that I'm afraid that you're restless, I'm just persuading you that when you encounter something, you can bear it, and if you can't bear it, wait for the teacher and the real person in charge to come back." Lin Yin nodded in agreement.

Lin Yin wanted to ask why the other brothers and sisters were deliberately staying away from him, and before he could speak, Xiaoxiaozi had already gotten up and said, "I'll go back first, you can do it yourself, remember to endure everything if you can." He went out, and Lin Yin didn't have time to speak.

"For some reason, I always feel like something is going to happen in the last few days. Alas, I'd better practice martial arts. Lin Yin thought.

After several days of heavy snowfall, Lin Yin would go to Chaoyangtai every morning to practice sword cutting snow, and at this time, he was able to split ten snowflakes at the same time, and he felt that he had reached his limit. put away the evening sword again, and practiced the freewheeling sword taught by Mr. Taibai with the Xilin sword. Therefore, the snow on Chaoyang Terrace was flying slowly, the sword light was shining, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the snowflakes within a few zhang around Lin Yin were cracked one after another.

The snow is big and there is no one, if someone is too far away, they will naturally not be able to feel Lin Yin's sword qi, if it is too close, Lin Yin will naturally be able to hear it, and then put away the sword qi. Therefore, he practiced the sword with confidence, and he didn't care about the internal force flowing down, like a lake with a broken embankment, anyway, the internal force group of the Qi Sea could quickly replenish the consumed internal force true qi.

After practicing the sword as he wants, Lin Yin's heart moved, pulled out the evening sword, and changed to practice the thirteen styles of the Sword Pavilion. Lin Yin swiped out a few moves at random, trying to see if he could emit sword qi, but after all, the thirteenth style of the Sword Pavilion was a sword technique that he changed from fist to sword, but it was not as simple and practical as the Ten Directions Scattered Sword, after all, it was difficult to cooperate with the internal force, and it was very difficult to fight the enemy, and it was very difficult to get angry with the sword. I thought: "The Taixu swordsmanship of the Huashan faction is the Huashan Zhenshan stunt, although there are thousands of people who practice, but the power is different, it is indeed a set of superior swordsmanship." "Lin Yin has also practiced for a lot of time after learning, so he is also familiar with it. If the user's internal strength is profound, and the swordsmanship is proficient, he can even use the sword qi to form an aura, and the enemies in the aura will be affected by it, and if the aura explodes, it can even hurt people invisibly. Of course, the size of the aura and the depth of power are naturally related to the user.

When Lin Yin first learned, he didn't dare to hope that he could use the Taixu Sword Qi to become a field, but at this time, he wanted to give it a try, so he followed the Taixu Sword Trick Luck Imperial Sword, and the true qi went from Tianquan, Quze, Daling, and Laogong to the long sword in his hand, and then carefully controlled the true qi to slowly emanate it. Then Lin Yin pointed at the ground with the tip of his sword, forcing the sword qi out, scattering but not dispersing.

"It's done, hahaha, I didn't expect that the first time I tried to send out a sword aura, I succeeded." Lin Yin felt the sword aura around his body in a two-foot radius, and was very excited. The sword qi in the sword qi factory flew vertically and horizontally, like a field full of flying swords swept interspersed, but it was very orderly. After being excited for a while, the sword aura also dissipated due to his lack of true qi, Lin Yin said in his heart: "The aura is so small, and the power seems to be negligible, but after all, it is a success, and in the future, my internal strength will be deeper, my true qi will be stronger, and the sword qi and sword aura will naturally be more powerful, haha." "I have to say that Lin Yin is indeed a bit talented with the sword.

After the internal force recovered slightly, Lin Yin tried again, but failed the second time. He was not discouraged, he tried a few times, and finally he was able to skillfully emit the Taixu Sword Qi and cast it into an aura.

After exhaustion, Lin Yin simply lay on the snow, letting the snow fall on him, and then melted, and then fell, and then melted away. The snow was too big, and finally covered Lin Yin's whole person, and he didn't bother to move.

I don't know how long I lay down, Lin Yin felt a little sleepy, so she got up and patted the snow on her body and prepared to go back. Not long after I walked off the Chaoyang Terrace, I found that it was much more lively than usual today, and some disciples walked together in twos and threes, walking in a hurry, not knowing what they were talking about. Lin Yin didn't care, and walked straight towards his room.