"no."

Mu Xueling shook her head and said, "It's true and false, it's just confusing others."

“Why?”

Lin Yunqidao.

"Why do you want to enter the sacred mountain? Could it be that you want to become a person like this saint?" Mu Xueling suddenly said.

Lin Yun thought to himself, you are so good... but he clearly felt that Mu Xueling was hiding endless loneliness when she said this.

"I'll stay here for three days and leave after three days."

Lin Yun ended the conversation, turned around and walked over the holy lake, and sat cross-legged at the center of the lake.

Three days.

Lin Yun either practices the Xuan Lei sword technique, observes the Xuan Lei Holy Book, or looks at the sleeping Yue Weiwei.

On this day, the snow was flying and the lightning flashed.

Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and moved around the middle of the lake. His figure appeared and disappeared. The burial flower was like a thunderstorm and it was already gone.

Once stabbed, it will be as fast as a stunning sky, and will be stabbed out from an angle that ordinary people cannot imagine.

After another half a minute, Lin Yun was divided into two above the middle of the lake.

A figure holds the black turtle seal, and a figure holds the thunder snake seal, each using the same set of Xuan thunder sword technique.

Rumble!

As the vision changes, the sound of swords roars in the sky and the earth.

The strongest spear and the strongest shield, the vision of the two figures evolved constantly, and in the end the Razer turned into nine giant pythons, and the holy patterns behind the black turtle were crisscrossed like chessboards.

Swish!

The two figures overlapped, and Lin Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air with his hands in his hands. This sword technique finally came from the beginning to the point of being small.

There are many things that have not been understood, and the true mystery has not been mastered yet.

There are nine moves in this sword technique, and Lin Yun can basically use it, but he obviously feels that the defects are very big and not enough to truly respond to the enemy.

He put his sword back into the sheath and walked to a stone table by the lake.

At this moment, it was getting late and heavy snow was flying.

Mu Xueling walked out of the cave, Lin Yun raised his eyes and smiled, "Saint Elder, can you drink a cup?"

"A cup."

Mu Xueling was a little stunned, answered briefly, and then walked over directly.

"I remember when I first came to Tianxiang Palace, the Holy Elder gave me a pot of Wanhua wine. I will leave tonight, and I will also give the Holy Elder a glass of wine. Thank you for your care in Tianxiang Palace."

Lin Yun said while taking out the wine pot containing the demigod wine.
Chapter completed!