Seven days later, Lin Yun left the Huangshui City with 50,000 kilograms of True Dragon Sacred Liquid.

Calculate the time and it has been almost four months since I came out.

Four months are not very long, but the experience of the Canlong Star Realm gives Lin Yun the feeling that it has been a long time.

During this period, he encountered all kinds of troubles and was constantly thrilling, and even asked his master to come forward to solve the trouble.

Fortunately, in the end, I escaped unscrupulously and the harvest was unimaginable.

If you return to the sect, you will be in seclusion, practice all the Xiaoyao Nine Swords, and refine the Netherworld Holy Flower.

His strength should be able to transform once!

If the sword intent can be broken through, Lin Yun will be absolutely sure to reach the top of the Divine Pill List.

call out!

As soon as he left the city gate, Lin Yun activated his body to the limit. The strong wind blew into his ears, and his body whistled away in the sky like a terrifying fog of lightning.

The journey was calm and two days passed without any turmoil.

One day left, we will be able to reach the sphere of influence of the Sword Sect. Lin Yun is eager to return and his speed will increase a little more.

Suddenly, Lin Yun's heart moved and looked upwards.

I saw an old man wearing a hat on the lake and fishing on the lakeside.

The scene that looks very ordinary gives Lin Yun a bad feeling and looks very strange.

strangeness?

Lin Yun's eyes flashed and his expression was shocked and suspicious, just as he was about to ignore it.

"My friend, it's great to talk about it."

An old voice appeared in his ear, and the old man from the shore of the lake said directly to him.

Did you find me?

I just took a look... Lin Yun felt even more confused and was more alert to people of unknown origin.

Huh!

In the end, Lin Yun came down and he landed steadily towards the lake.

"Haha, the burial flower boy is indeed extremely courageous. He doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend, but he actually came down."

The old man was still fishing seriously, with his back to Lin Yun, saying unspeakable words.

Burial of the Flower Boy?

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. The name of the Burial Flower Prince is very loud in the Xuanhuang Realm, but few people know it in Kunlun.

At least in the ancient realm, not many people know about it.

After being called this suddenly, Lin Yun felt very uncomfortable and said lightly: "If you want to keep me and I want to leave, you will still be stopped. Don't come and see who you are."

"Haha, I'm an old friend!"

"You know me?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed and his expression became more and more alert.

This old man was so strange that he happened to appear outside the sphere of influence of the Sword Sect, and he called out the name of Huahua Gongzi.

Now I actually say that I am an old friend with Lin Yun!

"Natural Knowledge."

"You are waiting for me."

"I'm fishing, but the fish never gets hooked."

The old man said lightly, and suddenly, the fishing line that fell into the water began to tremble.

Buzz!!

The fishing line swayed, and ripples appeared on the water surface, and a sequential atmosphere quietly spread.

"Here, here, my friend is indeed my lucky star, hahaha!"

Seeing this, the old man in the straw hat seemed to be very happy, and reached out to hold the fish rod and began to fight with the fish in the water.

The hook didn't know what big fish it caught. The fishing line was tight and it bent the fishing rod completely. The old man held the fishing rod and kept shaking it.

thump!

The old man in the hat used force vigorously, and the big fish was finally caught out of the water, splashing a large splash of water.

But when the "fish" jumped out of the water, Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes showed a look of shock.

"Senior Brother!"

Lin Yun couldn't help but scream, "There was no fish there, it was clearly a figure."
Chapter completed!