Suddenly he glanced at Lin Yun, got up, walked towards Hanhu Lake with his hands behind his back.

"This is……"

Lin Yun's heart moved and he quickly followed.

When he arrived by the lake, the old man turned his back to Lin Yun and said, "What kind of place do you think is the Jianjian Forest?"

Lin Yun pondered for a while before saying, "At first, I thought it was the inheritance left by a senior master. If it was recognized, it would be possible to get the opportunity. Now it seems that it is just the Thirteenth Master's seclusion."

The old man smiled faintly and said, "The place of inheritance? If you think so, it is actually true. It's just that I'm not so easy to obtain. In the past few decades, there have been 96 people who have been able to visit this bamboo yard."

"Apart from three people, I was thrown into this cold lake to feed the fish."

Lin Yun was shocked. No wonder this Jianlin was so scared that Wang Ning and others did not dare to go deeper. It turned out that there was such a reason in it.

"You were chased and took the risk to come in, tell me."

Without further ado, Lin Yun briefly explained the conflict between himself and Wang Ning and his brothers into the dark forest.

In my mind, Wang Yan's contempt and humiliation, Wang Ning's crazy heart, Huangfu Jingxuan and others' indifference and persecution emerged one by one.

With more than 9,000 newcomers watching, they were forced to go desperately and allowed others to bully and tease... that despair and desolation.

It's not a person in the game, so it's hard to understand.

Lin Yun originally thought he was calm enough, but after he said it, the murderous intent in his heart still couldn't help but boil.

"Just because you are a sword slave, you have to retest the root bones? You are also forced to cancel the seed quota... Haha, this Lingxiao Jian Pavilion has been getting worse every year."

The old man's expression was indifferent and his words were so cold that he felt a little heartbroken. He also contained an inexplicable murderous intent when he spoke.

"Do you hate it?"

"Hate, but I just hate that I am not strong enough."

The old man said lightly: "Very good. You have good skills, have a strong foundation, and have complete sword intent, so what's the point?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he spit out two words: "Cultivation."

"Then I will give you a cultivation level!"

The Thirteenth Master raised his hand and waved his hand. The cold wind blew, and a cold whirlwind exploded from the center of the lake.

The powerful Yinsha power is like the essence, condensed into the wind, roaring up, making the heaven and earth lose its color.

Lin Yun was secretly shocked. The Yin evil here is much stronger than the Yin evil sealed by Yin Fengjian.

Thirteenth Master said in a deep voice: "There is a formation arranged by his ancestors here, which can transform the power of Yin Evil. As for how much you can get, it depends on your luck."

"Why help me? With my talent and roots, I should not be able to see the eyes of my predecessors."

Lin Yun said in confusion by suppressing the excitement in his heart.

The old man suddenly turned around, took off the yellowed turban on his forehead, and under the stars, Lin Yun was stunned on the spot.

"Thirteenth Master, you..."

"Now I know, why should I help you?"

After retiring the turban, Thirteenth Master said coldly: "Genius master? What I lack the most in this world is genius. I have seen so many of them. Only those who can treat my temper are considered geniuses, otherwise it would be nothing."

"Since you have hatred in your heart, then step it back hard. Otherwise, what's the use of this sword intent? What's the difference between it and that incompetent person? Don't come to my sword forest in the future!"
Chapter completed!