With a punch, cracks appeared on the ground paved with rocks.

With the force breaking the mountain and stone, this tiger fist is perfect!

After one punch, Lin Yun didn't sweat much. Compared to the sweat he had when he first used it, he made progress.

In three days, his tiger fist finally achieved great success, and his third level of martial arts also stabilized.

call!

Stop your fist and stand firm.

Under the sun, Lin Yun's slightly tender face was full of vitality. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes were calm and steady, and he murmured to himself: "Now that the state is stable and his boxing skills are perfect, he has some reliance."

After entering the wooden house and washing it, Lin Yun looked at the purple mark between his eyebrows in the basin of the water and thought a little.

It's too eye-catching. Even if he doesn't care, it's hard to guarantee the noise outsiders.

After thinking about it, Lin Yun tore off a strip of cloth and tied it to his forehead as a headscarf.

After half a stick of incense, Lin Yun appeared in the Qingyun Sect’s Sect Affairs Hall.

Zongwutang is a place where the sects offer sacrifices, collect martial arts, martial arts, weapons and sharp weapons.

When Lin Yun arrived, there were already many disciples in the Zongwu Hall gathered here.

"Senior, boy Lin Yun, now he has the third level of martial arts, and comes to apply to become an outer disciple."

In front of the deacon of Zongwutang, Lin Yun took out the ID card and handed it to the other party for inspection, and said in a calm tone.

The deacon is an old man in gray. His surname is Yang. He is not astonishing in appearance, but his cultivation has reached the sixth level of martial arts.

In front of him, Lin Yun could feel a great pressure.

"Sword Nu Lin Yun?"

The gray-clothed deacon raised his eyebrows lazily, looked at Lin Yun, but did not check his identity, and said with a smile: "I have heard of you. Your sword-raising technique is also well-known in the sect."

The old man's voice was not loud, but it still attracted many people's attention and showed curiosity.

"Sword Nu Lin Yun!"

"This guy actually broke through to the third level of martial arts. It's amazing. It seems that he has maintained my sword for me."

"What awesome thing? Senior Sister Su doesn't know how many pills she rewarded him. She has only barely made a breakthrough today. She is stupid enough!"

The originally quiet Zongwutang caused a noise after the gray-clothed deacon pointed out Lin Yun's name.

The voice was harsh, Lin Yun was neither happy nor sad, and said softly: "Senior, you are polite, can you become an outer disciple?"
Chapter completed!