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At this moment, Zhang Yunfei's body was lying a few feet away from him, and it was believed that it would not be long before it would be classified as loess. Lin Yun did not regret killing Zhang Yunfei, such a person would be killed if he was killed, but a series of troubles after killing people made him a little troubled.

Although there are often people in and out of the sword mound, there are records, and when I check it, I know that I and Zhang Yunfei and another disciple of Tianshui Sect almost entered with front and back, although because these are not enough to put Zhang Yunfei's death on his head, but the label of the biggest suspect can't run away.

If it is said that it is outside the sect, then he has many ways to destroy the corpse, but at this moment, it is extremely difficult to do.

Lin Yun sat on the ground, constantly thinking, looking for the best way to deal with it.

"For now, the only way to do this is to delay, so that the sect can find out about Zhang Yunfei's death later, and buy as much time as possible for himself, so as to use the jade space to improve his cultivation and grow enough to make the entire sect pay attention to it. ”

Although Lin Yun had already felt a hint of goodwill from him when he first saw the Tianshui Sect in charge of Shui Lingzi, he didn't think that the other party would be able to tolerate him privately killing a person with outstanding talent like Zhang Yunfei at the fourth level of condensation.

What's more, Lin Yun also learned from Zhou Hao that there was a powerful family behind this Zhang Yunfei, and the sect was willing to offend a Xiuzhen family for him?

Lin Yun weighed it again and again, made up his mind, got up and released his spiritual power, forming a circle of spiritual power. Rolling up the soil, covering up Zhang Yunfei's body, and at the same time, filling in the deep pit that was caused by the fight between himself and Zhang Yunfei little by little.

After doing this, Lin Yun exhaled, looked at the ground, and spread some weeds around from elsewhere, before clapping his hands and leaving.

Lin Yun returned the same way, although he had done a lot of cover-ups, he knew that it was not a foolproof strategy, if the sect had the heart to look for it, it would be easy to find something unusual. And he himself couldn't put all his hopes on cultivation, that was obviously too risky. But at this time, there is no good way, you can only take one step at a time.

But fortunately, the disciples who enter the sword shrine will stay for a few hours, and the most may be a few days, dozens of days, and even worse, it may take several months to find their own fairy sword divine soldier, as long as the time is not too long, no one will generally go to look for it.

Because the swords hidden in the sword mound were all left behind by the predecessors of the sect, there would be no danger to the disciples of the Tianshui Sect.

So, it also bought him a bit of time.

When he was about to walk to the valley mouth, Lin Yun saw the young disciple who had entered with Zhang Yunfei, the young man only nodded slightly, and did not intend to talk, and Lin Yun did not have the habit of taking the initiative to talk.

The two walked out of the valley one after the other, and after bowing to the cold night sitting at the mouth of the valley and meditating with their eyes closed, they left one after another.

After Lin Yun left, the eyes that were closed in the cold night suddenly opened, with mixed emotions on his face, as if he was surprised, but also seemed to have a lot of expectations.

"The second layer of condensation? This breath, Chengying? It has not been born for a long time, I don't know what kind of bloody storm will be caused this time, in the hands of this little guy?

His voice was far away, his gaze gradually became ethereal, and his thoughts seemed to fly to the memories of countless years ago.

Lin Yun returned to his residence, he didn't go to see Shen Shiwan, but plunged into his room, opening his mouth and spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The blood was also mixed with tiny crystals, shining like frost. Lin Yun immediately crossed his knees.

In the battle with Zhang Yunfei, Lin Yun seemed to rely on strategy to win, but his victory was not easy. Especially in the end, Zhang Yun flew to the sharp dagger at the back of his head, although it did not pierce his head, but the cold aura emitted by the dagger penetrated straight into his mind and spread towards his body.

If the general cold qi entered the body, for a second-layer cultivator like Lin Yun, he could not care about it, but the cold emanating from the short dagger was obviously not ordinary.

At this time, Lin Yun looked inward and found that in the meridians of his whole body, there was a faint blue cold air everywhere, so that his blood and spiritual power also had a trace of icing.

Although there was only a trace of that cold qi, just this trace of cold qi had such power, and it was not difficult for Lin Yun to imagine that if he was stabbed by that short dagger, even if he would not die immediately, he would be completely eroded by this cold qi.

"The dagger is clearly not ordinary. ”

Lin Yun thought in his heart that a short dagger with such power would definitely not be a nameless blade. However, because he killed Zhang Yunfei, although he knew that the other party was likely to have a heavy treasure, Lin Yun did not rush to loot it, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble for himself.

Retracting his mind, Lin Yun controlled the spiritual power in his body to run slowly, trying to dissolve the cold in his body. However, he found that with the operation of his own spiritual power, the cold qi also operated with the spiritual power, and it was obvious that he had reached a fairly high level of assimilation with that spiritual power.

And with the operation of Lin Yun's spiritual power, the degree of its crystallization also accelerated, and the entire stream of spiritual power slowly transformed from the original almost pure and transparent to a light blue.

At the same time, a terrifying chill emanated from outside Lin Yun's body, and the chill continued to increase and spread to all sides, so much so that a thin layer of microfrost was attached to the surface of his entire body and around it.

For these, Lin Yun had no time to take care of them. All of his attention was focused on the changes in the spiritual power in his body. He saw the change in his spiritual power, and realized that it was due to the acceleration of his spiritual power, and when he wanted to stop, he was shocked to find that the spiritual power in his body at this time, like a wild horse, was completely out of his control.

This discovery made Lin Yun feel horrified, and at the same time, he was even more surprised by the terrifying ability of the blue cold air.

For the first time since Lin Yun came to the Tianshui Sect, he showed a panicked look, his mind was constantly looking for a way to crack it, but he could go through all his memories, without the slightest clue, and when he was at a loss, a bright light leisurely passed in front of him.

"That's right, Chengying. You are cold, and so is Chengying, so will I come to compare with you, and use the cold of Chengying to overcome your cold. ”

If it was a normal person, everyone knew that the best and most effective thing to restrain the cold was something warm, such as something like carbon fire, but Lin Yun made the decision to use the cold to control the cold at this time.

He didn't have no other choice, he could have shouted out the door, Shen Shiwan would definitely not die without help. At that time, there were no less than dozens of ways and means to hide the past from the injury, but he didn't do that.

If you play ruthlessly with me, then I will be more ruthless than you, if you use me with cold, I will also use cold to control you, this is Lin Yun.

Lin Yun gritted his teeth fiercely and made a decision secretly.

With a thought in his mind, Chengying flew out of the storage bag and hovered above his head. A soft-looking silver streak slowly emanated from the body of the Chengying Sword, gently burrowing in from the top of Lin Yun's head.