Chapter 550

The silver iron fan that flew away did not have any impact on Lin Yun, and his pale face looked solemn as never before.

He has reached the most critical moment to open up the Xuan Palace and be promoted to the third level Xuan Master, and he can no longer stop.

The blood stains overflowing from the corners of his eyes and nostrils made the young man look extremely embarrassed, but his dark eyes shone with a fiery light as he persisted.

Buzz! Buzz!

The majestic mental power was compressed to the limit, and his whole mind was buzzing, like the sound of a sword. His ears were also buzzing, and there was almost no sound, and his whole body was trembling.

Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed!

"Condensation!"

Another loud shout came from Lin Yun's slightly purple lips, and another wave of tyrannical mental fluctuations emanated from his mind.

Boom!

Such fluctuations made the small courtyard tremble, the wind suddenly rose, and the weather changed color.

"Why is this guy's accumulated mental power so huge..."

Looking at the strange sight in the sky, Mo Ling's expression changed slightly. This kind of movement was not much better than the strange sight when she was promoted to a third-level profound master.

Don't underestimate him, he is just as equal as Mo Ling.

You must know that Mo Ling spends almost all her time on the attainment of spiritual patterns, and now her attainments in spiritual patterns. Looking at the entire Tianfu Academy, except for a few elders, no one can be better than her.

His talent and foundation, which started to accumulate as soon as he was urinating, are not comparable to those of a half-way monk like Lin Yun, a swordsman.

However, this vision actually appeared in front of him. One can imagine the shock in Mo Ling's heart.

Along with the violent fluctuations in the mental energy all over his body, Lin Yun's bloodshot eyes were as gentle as jade at this moment, and became particularly bright.

The young man held the spirit pattern pen and stared at the blank scroll in front of him, stroke after stroke, falling steadily like an ancient pine and cypress tree.

Just now, some loose lines were reunited bit by bit.

When the last stroke of the third-grade spiritual pattern, the Fire Feather Pattern, was written by Lin Yun, the mental vortex in his mind that had been compressed to the limit exploded at the moment of writing, and a rather mysterious space was opened up, where many things flowed.

Shining shards.

Those shining fragments illuminate this space as brightly as a star palace.

Is this Xuan Palace?

Lin Yun was shocked and uncertain, a little unsure.

"Is it done?"

Mo Ling floated lightly, and after falling down, she asked anxiously.

Lin Yun retracted his thoughts and said with a smile: "Xuan Palace should have been opened, but I didn't find the soul mark you mentioned."

"Oh? Let me take a look."

Mo Ling couldn't help but say something, and with his green and silent jade fingers, he reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows, and then slowly closed his eyes.

She immediately "saw" the rather mysterious star palace and the shining fragments flowing in the star palace. She loosened her fingers for a while and said with a smile: "It's true. Your mental power is too powerful, so for the time being.

It has been condensed into a soul seal. But given time, after you become familiar with this mysterious palace, these soul power fragments will naturally condense into a soul seal, which is what I did at the beginning."

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. If he tried so hard and still failed to draw water from a bamboo basket, it would be a big blow.

Looking up, he saw that the fire feather pattern on the blood-stained scroll was shining brightly, slender and slender, but it also contained surging and astonishing power.

Like a feather, like an arrow that can tear the sky apart, it is unparalleled and astonishingly sharp.

"Congratulations, you have officially become a third-grade profound master. From now on, I'm afraid I have nothing to teach you."

Mo Ling took a few steps back, looked at Lin Yun, and said softly.

Speaking of which, Lin Yun's growth from a layman to the present can be regarded as her hand in hand.

Lin Yun's monster-like talent, rapid progress, and today's difficult breakthrough were quite shocking and quiet in her opinion.

Now that he has become a third-level profound master, he really has nothing to teach him.

"Is it over?"

Lin Yun felt a little emotional in his heart. During this period, he had been in contact with this ink spirit almost every day. It suddenly ended, and he was really uncomfortable.

"What if?"

Mo Ling asked rhetorically.

Lin Yun was startled, and then said: "You haven't completely handed over this picture of the fire and phoenix to the prairie fire to me yet."

Mo Ling smiled and said: "You have used the fire feather pattern to open up the Xuan Palace, and the fire phoenix igniting the original picture is naturally easy to capture. However, the third-grade spirit diagram is too troublesome. It is drawn on the scroll in advance and then taken from the battle.

Come out and sacrifice it with the Heavenly Secret Seal."

Lin Yun nodded, suddenly feeling enlightened.

If the Fire Phoenix Flame Plan does not involve the third-grade spiritual pattern, two hours must be drawn. In a battle, let alone two hours, the slightest distraction will lead to death.

It can only be drawn up in advance, and then used in an instant during the battle.

"You seem to be missing a spiritual treasure, but I see that the sword box on your back seems to be a spiritual treasure in itself."

Mo Ling stared at the sword box on Lin Yun's back and said softly.

Lin Yun was stunned, this woman's eyes were quite vicious.

Mo Ling didn't dwell too much on the Purple Kite Sword Box, and muttered: "Even if it's not, there's nothing I can do. Next time we meet, I'll see if I have a chance to give you a useful spiritual treasure."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Lin Yun said: "Senior Sister Mo Ling, it seems that you haven't told me yet, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"I'd better let Senior Tang Yu tell you. This is what Tianfu Academy is asking of you. As for whether you agree or not, just follow your heart. Besides...this matter may not be without variables."

Mo Ling glanced at Lin Yun again and said softly: "Please clean up quickly, it doesn't look good like this."

After saying that, he unfolded his silver iron fan and hurried away without staying long.

But with your heart?

Lin Yun was thoughtful in his heart, and after a while, he smiled helplessly: "With such kindness, it is really difficult to refuse."

He never liked receiving unwarranted favors from others, and it was not easy for him to owe favors to others.

Then just wait. If there is any use for it, as long as it is within your ability, I will naturally not refuse it.

If there are still variables, he is not needed, but it cannot be forced.

It's just that he was somewhat curious in his heart as to what exactly he wanted from him, which was worthy of Mo Ling personally teaching him the spiritual patterns for half a month.

…

In the quiet training room, powerful and pure spiritual power fluctuations rippled, Lin Yun sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit gathering array.

The rich spiritual energy turned into mist and surrounded him. The spiritual mist was like clouds, and the clouds rolled and relaxed, and he was looming in the clouds.

Lin Yun closed his eyes tightly and his expression was tight.

In the Zi Mansion, the silver liquid condensed with true energy is like a quiet lake. In the center of the lake, a purple kite flower is placed close together, slowly absorbing the majestic spiritual energy swallowed in from the outside world.

Right now, five full days have passed since he opened the Xuan Palace.

For the past few days, Lin Yun has been in seclusion in this practice room, firstly digesting the medicinal power of the nine-petal Xuanyin flower that is still deposited in his body. Secondly, he is waiting for the opportunity to act, looking for the opportunity to condense into a soul mark.

There was no movement among the soul power fragments flowing in Xuan Palace, and condensing the soul seal was not as easy as Mo Ling said.

Zhi! Zhi!

Suddenly, the silvery purple palace and the true essence spirit fluid began to beat and slowly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The whole body and limbs were suddenly filled with a bulging feeling, and there was a surge of heat.

This is……

Lin Yun suddenly felt excited in his heart. This was a sign that his realm was about to be broken through. That day he refined the nine-petal Xuanyin flower.

His cultivation was stuck at the peak of Yinxuan Realm and he had not reached the perfection of Yinxuan Realm, but this made him extremely disappointed.

But I didn't expect that this nine-petal Xuanyin flower is full of stamina, and it seems to be about to make a breakthrough now.

The nine-petal flower king, which has been rare for decades, does have its value, and it has lived up to Lin Yun's hard work for it.

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Lin Yun gradually calmed down and slowly activated the Purple Kite Sword Technique, allowing

The tightly closed purple kite opened its petals one by one.

Wow!

With the full operation of the Ziyuan Sword Technique, thick spiritual energy from all directions continued to pour into the body. The lake formed by the true essence liquid in the Zi Mansion suddenly had spiritual energy falling like raindrops. The lake suddenly surged, accompanied by a wave of

Wave after wave continues to expand.

A stray spiritual light burst out, and Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, was enveloped in a silver light.

It’s about to begin!

Lin Yun did not dare to neglect at all, he was cautious and focused on the Purple Kite Sword Technique.

With the help of the Spirit Gathering Array, he crazily absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while further refining the pressure of the Xuanyin Flower remaining in his body.
To be continued...