Hearing this, Wang Tao's hand stopped.

"yes, we still have a home there."

Wang Tao said with a wry smile.

Then, Wang Tao walked out with a sword, and outside, Lin Yun was rushing towards this side.

Lin Yun looked at Wang Tao, who was wearing the clothes of the outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and was also stunned, but he also knew that Wang Tao was going to protect the sect with death.

Lin Yun couldn't help but glance at Wang Tao, he didn't look like those people, the trees were falling and scattered, at least he still had the determination to protect the sect with death.

"The former sect master of the Qingyun Sect, Wang Tao, an outer disciple, is dead today to protect the sect."

Wang Tao pointed his sword at Lin Yun and said.

The next moment, Wang Tao rose into the air and rushed towards Lin Yun.

"Phew!"

The next moment, Lin Yun staggered past him.

The Chixiao Sword in Lin Yun's hand dripped down a drop of blood.

And a blood line appeared in Wang Tao's throat.

And his consciousness began to blur, and the past passed in front of him one by one.

"Plop."

The next moment, Wang Tao fell directly to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and the blood soaked the earth.

"Da Da Da!"

At this time, an old man walked out of the ancestral hall, and behind him, dragging a coffin, slowly walked to Wang Tao's side.

Then, the old man closed Wang Tao's still open eyes, put his body in the coffin, and then dragged the body towards the mountain peak not far away.

Lin Yun watched quietly in mid-air, without disturbing or helping.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man dragged the coffin to the top of the mountain, and although he had innate cultivation, he was old and sat on the ground panting.

After a while, the old man got up, took out a shovel and dug a big hole in the ground, and then put the coffin into the pit, and then the old man buried the soil with a shovel, and after a while, a mound appeared.

But the old man was not satisfied, and dragged a huge stone slab over.

"Jingle Bell!"

The old man took a sword and carved it on it.

"That person seems to be the servant next to Wang Tao."

The sect masters of the other four major sects, who were watching not far away, stood there and said.

"Yes, it's him, who followed Wang Tao to the Qingyun Sect back then, for more than 70 years, he has been following Wang Tao, hard work, but also loyal."

One person said.

At this time, the old man had already carved the stone slab, and he struggled to erect the stone slab, and Lin Yun also saw that it read 'Tomb of Wang Tao, the thirty-fourth sect master of the Qingyun Sect', and on the lower left, there was a line of small words 'Servant and Neutral'.

"Master, the old slave has served you all his life, and he will serve you in the future."

The old man said next to the tombstone.

Then, the old man took out a dagger and stabbed it directly into the heart.

"Plop."

The old man fell directly on top of the grave and closed his eyes.

Lin Yun also nodded in admiration, Wang Tao has such a loyal servant, it is okay.

Subsequently, Lin Yun cleaned up his mood, he still had things to do.

Subsequently, Lin Yun flew towards the treasure house of the Qingyun Sect, and it was naturally impossible for Lin Yun to let go of the things there.

Soon, Lin Yun came to the Qingyun Sect's treasure house.

Facing the rock wall in front of him, Lin Yun had already discovered the clues.

Lin Yun's fingers curled slightly, and dozens of sword qi directly popped out, directly hitting more than a dozen points on the rock wall.

In an instant, the rock wall was flooded with waves, and after a while, a huge hole appeared in the rock wall.

Lin Yun smiled slightly and walked in, although most of the things in it were no longer used by Lin Yun, but the people of Lin Jiabao still used them.

After entering the treasure house, Lin Yun looked at the dazzling array of treasures inside, and he was still excited, this is the foundation accumulated by the Qingyun Sect for thousands of years.

But these Lin Yun outside can't look at it, and his goal is the innermost thing.

Lin Yun walked in slowly, when he won the quota of the big competition, Lin Yun came once, but at that time, he was only selected in the outermost part, and he didn't enter it at all, and now he finally has a chance.

Of course, Lin Yun didn't let go of these things, he released the Great Dao Stone Plate, and received countless treasures into the Great Dao Stone Plate.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun came to the deepest part of the treasure house, and at this time, three boxes were placed in front, one jade box and two wooden boxes.

"The jade box, it should be an elixir or an elixir inside."

Lin Yun looked at the jade box and said.

Then, Lin Yun stepped forward and opened the jade box, and sure enough, an elixir was placed inside.

"Yellow-level third-grade elixir, blood ginseng!"

Lin Yun was also surprised, he didn't expect that Qingyun Sect would still have this collection.

Looking at the ginseng inside the box that resembled a human shape, bright red as blood up and down, Lin Yun also nodded, very satisfied, this is a holy relic to replenish qi and blood, even if a person only has a drop of blood left, as long as he tears off a small whisker on the blood ginseng and eats it, the lost blood can be quickly replenished.

And Lin Yun and other cultivators, usually fight and kill outside, how can they not get injured and see blood, let's just say Lin Yun, he has been injured no less than a hundred times, and he doesn't know how much blood has been shed, if he is seriously injured in the future, he can eat this blood ginseng, and he can restore his qi and blood, so as not to lose his qi and blood in the future, and he will not be allowed to enter an inch.

"Good stuff, put it away."

Lin Yun directly received this blood ginseng into the storage ring.

Then, Lin Yun looked at the remaining two boxes.

"I don't know what's going to be good in there."

Lin Yun rubbed his hands and walked over.

"Ah, the hammer."

But the second wooden box made Lin Yun a little disappointed, inside was a gilded hammer, although it was at the level of the best Dao weapon, but it had no effect on Lin Yun at all.

Lin Yun was a little discouraged, threw the gilt hammer aside, and then opened the last box.

"Five-striped golden stone!"

Seeing the fist-sized stone inside the box, which was dark all over, but surrounded by five golden lines, Lin Yun also exclaimed.

This is the material for casting the artifact, and Lin Yun doesn't know where the Qingyun Sect got it from.

"It's unbelievable, but it's okay, my cultivation has broken through the Nirvana realm, and the Chixiao Sword can't withstand my aura anymore, and the sword intent is constantly strengthening, and the Chixiao Sword is also a little difficult."

In the battle just now, although Lin Yun was crushed all the way, Lin Yun also felt the sound of the Chixiao Sword, which was a kind of sorrow that could not bear the pressure.

"It's okay, with this five-pattern golden stone, plus the sea pattern stone and other materials, it will not be a problem to make the Chixiao Sword into a Dao weapon."

Lin Yun said.

The Chixiao Sword was Lin Yun's natal weapon, and it was naturally impossible for Lin Yun to abandon him, but to keep building it, so that it could be continuously upgraded and able to accompany him.