"Brother, how strong do you think this uncle is?"

Li Wuyou looked nervous, forced a smile, and asked in a deep voice.

"What's the matter."

"Hey, just ask."

Lin Yun thought for a while and said in deep thought: "I can probably kill you and me with just one finger."

It's not that Lin Yun was exaggerating, it was just that the aura displayed by the old man gave him a completely unpredictable feeling.

Like those elders of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, although they are equally powerful and terrifying, they can still sense that it is a mountain, a mountain higher than them.

As for Elder Bai Ting, who is in charge of the overall situation, and Elder Luo Feng before him, they are both mountains that no one can look up to.

The old man in front of him couldn't feel anything at all. He didn't know whether it was a mountain or a sea.

Or maybe it's much scarier than mountains or seas.

This difference cannot be explained, but it does not need to be explained.

Li Wuyou, who was squatting on the stone platform, smiled unnaturally.

In the bamboo house.

After rummaging through the cabinets, it was a mess, with many decorations scattered randomly, and it looked like it had been looted.

The old man's weather-beaten face was like stone, without any change.

After arriving upstairs, I walked to a seemingly ordinary bronze mirror and felt casual.

Wow!

Many pictures suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror. From Lin Yun's enlightenment, he mastered that bit of edge and understood the complete meaning of the sword.

Then there was Li Wuyou's shouting, and his behavior of rushing into the bamboo building and rummaging around, all of which were not missed.

Looking at the picture of Lin Yun mastering the complete sword intention, he paused for a long time and muttered: "But it's not a heretic, how can it be recognized by the Sword Burial Forest?"

After a while, the old man, who understood everything clearly, reappeared in front of the two of them.

The old man only nodded slightly to Lin Yun, and then his eyes fell on Li Wuyou.

He suddenly said: "I planted this bamboo forest."

Li Wuyou felt guilty, and then was dumbfounded.

Apparently, the old man already knew which dog planted the bamboo forest he said before.

The old man continued: "This bamboo house is also my residence, and I am also the poor man you call me."

Being caught in action, Li Wuyou felt so embarrassed now. He smiled and said: "Senior, there must be some misunderstandings here. Listen to me..."

"Don't move."

Wow!

Li Wuyou, who was squatting on the stone platform, was halfway up when he was gently touched by the old man.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and felt a hint of sword intent pouring into Li Wuyou's body.

Li Wuyou's expression froze and he couldn't move at all. He felt like crying without tears: "Brother... Oops, I really can't move. Brother, please help me."

"I dare to ask senior, how to call me."

"Just call me Thirteen."

Lin Yun cupped his hands and said softly: "Thirteenth Master, Wuyou was also trying to save the boy. He was so anxious that he spoke freely, but he really didn't mean to insult the senior."

The Thirteenth Master said coldly: "I have killed countless people like him. If he hadn't had some friendship before, do you think he could survive until now?"

Lin Yun knew in his heart that this senior was just giving a lesson casually and had no murderous intention.

That's okay. With Li Wuyou's temperament, it would be nice to suffer a little.

"Do you know spiritual patterns?"

The old man asked abruptly without thinking.

What are spiritual patterns... Lin Yun looked confused and a little confused.

Seeing this, the old man stopped talking and ignored Lin Yun with a straight face.

He took out a hatchet and went out.

Not long after

I brought back a bunch of green bamboos, took out a few fat fish from the fish basket and handled them simply.

Lin Yun stepped forward to help.

The old man looked at it coldly and saw that Lin Yun was skilled in technique and energetic and was not in the way, so he let him go.

Unknowingly, the old man stopped completely and watched Lin Yun quietly making a fire to grill the fish.

"Interesting, the Purple Kite Sacred Fire is used to grill fish."

The Thirteenth Master touched his beard, and for the first time, a smile appeared on his cold and weathered face.

Lin Yun smiled, it was not the first time he had done this, he was already familiar with the routine.

After a while, when a few fatty fishes were roasted, the aroma filled the nostrils and exuded a strong aura.

"Master Thirteen, here you go."

Lin Yun took off a piece of grilled fatty fish and handed it to the other party.

The old man smiled slightly and took it. He saw Lin Yun take one off and handed it to his blood dragon horse.

Then he glanced at Li Wuyou, who was maintaining a half-crouched posture, looking at him pitifully with watery eyes.

Lin Yun saw that the old man had already eaten the grilled fish and was in a good mood. He smiled and said, "Senior, how is the grilled fish?"

"Yes, it's more delicious than what I've baked in decades."

"Then look at my friend."

Thirteenth Master raised his hand and waved, Li Wuyou was hit and fell to the ground.

Ignoring the dust on his body, he ran over with a smile and took the grilled fish from Lin Yun's hand.

There were only three fish in total, but Lin Yun didn't take it seriously and wanted to take another one from the fish basket.

Only to find that the fish basket was empty and there was nothing left.

"The snow dragon fish that is abundant can only be caught once the ice breaks in winter. How much you can catch depends entirely on luck."

Looking at Lin Yun, the old man ate grilled fish and smiled lightly.

In fact, the old man has been secretly observing Lin Yun. From the moment he saw him, he is truly satisfied now.

Over the past few decades, not everyone has realized the meaning of the sword in the Sword Burial Forest.

But when they saw the dilapidated bamboo buildings one by one, they were greatly disappointed, and gradually lost patience with the old man. They only thought about opportunities. They opened their mouths to talk about their identities, and there was no respect in their words.

The old man killed many of these people and threw them all away to feed the fish in the cold lake.

As for Lin Yun, let’s not talk about his background.

A simple grilled fish shows his character, the first fish is given to the old man, the second fish is given to the blood dragon horse, the third fish is given to a friend, and then it is his turn.

His actions during this period were not artificial at all.

Seeing how fat and strong the blood dragon horse is, it is obvious that he is treated well on weekdays. Looking at Li Wuyou, risking his life and rushing into the Sword Burial Forest, although it seems a bit silly, this is sincere and not fake at all.

All signs cannot be faked overnight.

"Snow Arowana!"

Li Wuyou, who was nibbling on the fat fish, his eyes lit up: "This is the king of fishes. Not only is it delicious and thornless, it is also a great natural tonic. A snow dragon fish can make the strong men in the Purple Mansion Realm go crazy for it.

.”

Thirteenth Master said slowly: "Little guy knows a lot, but this fish in your mouth is the last one."

Li Wuyou wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother, the fish has already reached my stomach, I'm sorry."

Lin Yun was too lazy to pay attention to this boy. Looking at his happy expression, there was no hint of regret.

"I practiced first, but I feel like the aura is a bit uncontrollable."

Li Wuyou's body was filled with spiritual energy, his face turned red, and he felt hot all over. He immediately understood that it was the magic effect brought by the Snow Dragon Fish, and quickly started to activate the Dayan Star Technique.

His Dayan Star Technique cannot be swallowed, and it is extremely slow to practice on weekdays.

It was rare to encounter a snow dragon fish, and I was immediately overjoyed, afraid of wasting it.

The night was getting darker, the blood dragon horse was sleeping on the ground, and Li Wuyou

Still practicing intensively.

The aura on his body is advancing rapidly, and his cultivation is growing at a staggering speed.

A snow dragon fish, looking at it, was actually trying to reach the peak of the Seven Innate Apertures.
To be continued...