Chapter 282: Going Down the Mountain to Practice

There is no nail in the mountain, and the cold does not know the year!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yu had been in Qingyun Mountain for five full years.

Cultivators, the concept of time, is the most indifferent, now Lin Yu retreats and cultivates once, at least three months, at most half a year, it is five years, in his eyes, it is just a moment.

"Whoosh,"

The lilac sword light pierced the sky,

A cyan figure, standing firmly on the sword,

The long sword swirled in the air several times, and then landed on a mountain peak.

The man pinched the sword, and with a swish, the long sword was put into the scabbard by him, step by step, and walked towards the main hall on the mountain.

"Senior Brother Zeng, you're back,"

The two Fenghui Peak disciples wearing cyan robes noticed the person from a distance, and when he approached, they hurriedly put on a smiling face and greeted him warmly,

"Well, two senior brothers, it's hard work," Zeng Shushu, no, it should be Lin Yu, that handsome little face, showing a faint smile, nodded at the two,

"The level of Senior Brother Edgeworth's is getting higher and higher,"

"I haven't seen you for a few months, Senior Brother Zeng's cultivation looks better than before, presumably he is about to break through to the seventh layer of the Jade Qing Realm,"

The two continued to compliment, and Lin Yu just laughed and laughed, and did not respond to their questions,

The seventh layer of the Jade Qing Realm?

Joke, the master was already the seventh layer last year, and now he is only one step away, and he can break through to the ninth layer, if it weren't for the cheap dad, he repeatedly warned himself not to say it, this speed may scare a bunch of people to death,

Lin Yu shook his head, did not take the words of the two to heart, but went straight to the main hall,

"Daddy,"

"It's a book, come in,"

Zeng Shuchang, who was dealing with things in the main hall, saw Lin Yu, the old face of the ancient well, and immediately smiled,

Whoever else finds that he has an obedient son with extremely high cultivation talent, I'm afraid it will be like this.

"Dad, I want to travel down the mountain,"

Compared with the young boy carved five years ago, Lin Yu now, although he is only about twelve years old, is like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but that handsome face, although it is slightly green, but it unconsciously makes people feel a little good.

"Down the mountain?"

Uncle Zeng's hand that clenched the brush unconsciously paused, raised his head and looked at his son with a little surprise, and scolded with a smile, "You kid sneaked down the mountain less often, why did you know to report to me in advance this time?"

The rules of Qingyunmen are extremely strict, and disciples who have cultivated to the fourth layer of the Yuqing Realm are not allowed to take a step on their own peaks, and disciples above the fourth level also need to report to the first seat of this peak in advance if they want to go down the mountain.

It's just that Lin Yu naturally doesn't take these rules seriously, and as soon as he cultivates to the fourth layer of the "exorcism" realm, he drives the fairy sword "Xuanyuan" that Uncle Zeng often gave him, and flies diagonally towards the bottom of the mountain, and also says in a beautiful name, "Practice the art of the sword",

For this matter, whether it is Zeng Shuchang or the first seat of each peak, they all know a little bit about it,

But for the sake of Lin Yu's amazing cultivation talent, and Uncle Zeng often wipes his ass every time and makes up a report, he just let it go.

Therefore, hearing that Lin Yu actually proposed to go down the mountain, Uncle Zeng was often so surprised.

"Ahem,"

Hearing Uncle Zeng often mention his "black history", Lin Yu also blushed, but when he thought of his plan again, he still stubbornly said, "This sect has rules, and the disciples who have reached the fourth layer of the Yuqing Realm don't need to go down the mountain to practice, I want to go out for a little longer this time." ”

"Door rules, you still dare to mention the door rules to me,"

Uncle Zeng's voice unconsciously doubled, shaking the decorations in the hall, trembling,

Many Fenghuifeng disciples who passed by the main hall shook their heads and sighed when they heard this voice, "The first one is teaching Senior Brother Zeng again." ”

In the hall, looking at Zeng Shuchang's excited appearance, Lin Yu, who felt guilty, naturally didn't dare to talk back, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Alas, although the disciples who have reached the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm need to go down the mountain to practice, but that is to ask them to find materials, forging fairy swords, books and books are different for you, didn't my father give you a fairy sword, this Xuanyuan sword, although it is not a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, but it is also a rare treasure, what, are you still not satisfied?"

Xuanyuan Sword,

It can be said that this is a big and small doubt in Zhu Xian,

In myths and legends, the Xuanyuan Sword, the head of the "Ten Great Artifacts", is just an ordinary fairy sword among the immortals?

Of course, this ordinary is only relative to the level of the "Nine Heavens Divine Soldier",

Speaking from the heart, compared to the immortal sword in the hands of those ordinary disciples, the Xuanyuan sword is still very good.

However, after repeated research by Lin Yu and Xiao Wu, the Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Yu's hand should be just an imitation made by a certain Qingyunmen senior.

This conclusion made Lin Yu very disappointed,

Thinking of so many treasures in the original book, Lin Yu made a request to go down the mountain,

Seeing that Lin Yu was silent again, Uncle Zeng rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, and said bitterly, "Shushu, my father wants you to practice in the mountains for a few more years, or it won't be long before it will be the 'Seven Veins Martial Arts' of Qingyunmen Yijiazi once, I Fenghuifeng has always had no talent who can get his hands on it, last time in the big competition, I didn't even enter the top four, and finally came out of such a cultivation wizard as you, this time the big competition, you will definitely be able to enter the top three." ”

"Top three?" Lin Yu pouted disdainfully,

In the original work, this time in the "Seven Veins Huiwu", except for the Qi Ritian and the protagonist Zhang Xiaofan, the rest of the people are just local chickens and dogs.

Lin Yu believes that as long as he gives himself another period of time, at most three years, he will be able to break through to the Shangqing Realm.

Deal with that what Qi Ritian, but hand to catch,

The only headache is the "soul dementor" in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, which is even more difficult than the "Nine Heavens Divine Soldier".

Moreover, whether it is the "Dementor" in Zhang Xiaofan's hands, the "Tianya" in Lu Xueqi's hands, or the "Dragon Slaying" in Lin Jingyu's hands, they are all at the level of "Nine Heavens Divine Soldier".

As a prophet of the plot, and ten years earlier than the protagonist, he came into contact with Xiuzhen, if Lin Yu didn't get a "Nine Heavens Divine Soldier", it really couldn't be justified.

"Dad, do you mean that as long as I enter the top three, you agree to let me go down the mountain?" Lin Yu said.

"This, this," Uncle Zeng often hesitated.

Seeing this, Lin Yu added another fire, "Dad, tell you something, I have already cultivated to the eighth layer of the Yuqing Realm, and I am only one line away from the ninth layer, and besides, I heard that this is only the Seven Veins Martial Arts, Xiao Yicai of Changmen, Senior Brother Xiao does not plan to participate, and Senior Brother Qi Hao, but he is only at the eighth layer of the Jade Qing Realm, this time the Seven Veins will be martial arts, can't I be able to enter the top three?"

"Hey, in that case, let's go down the mountain and travel around the books,"

After learning so much news, Zeng Shuchang finally nodded. (To be continued.) )