After carefully tidying up the remains, the coffin was covered and sealed with iron nails.

After a while.

Looking at the re-sealed grave, Lin Yun knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

When Lin Yun returned to the sect, the sunset was setting and the afterglow was thick.

He asked someone to inquire and realized that two days had passed.

Wang Ning was gone, and someone told him that Wang Ning had looked for him everywhere two days ago. Now no one in the entire sect knows where Wang Ning has gone, as if it is steamed on earth.

"I will find you!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he made a promise to himself that he would definitely make.

In the wooden house, the white flowers on the table are already in full bloom.

For half a month, under the watering of the Spiritual Art, the white flowers in the pot have bloomed like blood.

The fragrance of flowers is so strong that it is beautiful.

Take out the ancient sword box in the storage ring, and the moment you open it, a cold air hits you.

Lin Yun said nothing, picked the petals and covered the sword box.

When the layers were covered and the fragrance of flowers was already rich and refreshing, the Burial Flower Sword was solemnly put in.

This sword in the tomb of the Southern Emperor was just the first light of dew in Lin Yun's hands.

It is far from comparable to the glory of the past.

Fortunately, Lin Yun already knows how to protect this sword, as long as it is nourished by the fragrance of flowers, it will sooner or later regain its glory.

When I bought the Spirit Inspiration Art and the Ancient Sword Box, it was all for the sake of the present.

Close the sword box, Lin Yun whispered: "It's time to leave."

After the four major competitions, Lin Yun had the urge to leave.

Fortunately, he calmly suppressed himself and spent a whole half month to digest the combat experience of the four major competitions.

Now that Mr. Hong is gone, he has no worries in Qingyun.

Whether it was to find Su Ziyao or to avenge Honglao, he should leave.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Yun still chose not to see the sect leader.

Leave only one letter and leave without saying goodbye.

After simply expressing his feelings, Lin Yun finished writing the letter and put it on the table.

"So heavy!"

The sword box is slightly heavy on its back, but fortunately Lin Yun is still quite strong.

The foundation laid by the Blood Transformation Pill, the Heart-nourishing Pill, and the continuous nourishment of the Linglong Seven Orifices Pill.

He could withstand it easily with the strength of his body alone, and he needed several people to carry that day to the heavy sword box.

Dressed in the afterglow of the sunset, Lin Yun went down the mountain silently.

After leaving the mountain gate, he looked back at Qingyun, with a soft light in his eyes.

Take a look, and you will be able to recall it in your dreams.

When he turned around and took a step, a voice stopped him.

"Junior Brother Lin, stay!"

Looking back, I saw the young sect leader Bai Yufan, smiling and walking towards him with a irritable blood dragon horse.

"Little Red!"

When Lin Yun looked at the Blood Dragon Horse, he looked surprised and fell into a coma after fighting with Ma Tianyi that day.

I haven't seen this blood dragon horse, and I thought it was too wild and had already run away.
Chapter completed!