After carefully sorting out the remains, the coffin was covered and sealed with iron nails.

After half a ring.

Looking at the resealed tomb, Lin Yun knelt down and kowtowed three times.

By the time Lin Yun returned to the sect, the sun was setting and the afterglow was thick.

He asked someone to inquire and found out that two days had passed.

Wang Ning has disappeared. Someone told him that Wang Ning was looking for him everywhere two days ago. Now no one in the entire sect knows where Wang Ning has gone, as if he has disappeared from the world.

"I will find you!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he made a promise to himself that he would definitely fulfill.

In the wooden house, the white flowers in front of the table are already in full bloom.

Over the past half month, under the watering of Yinling Jue, the white remaining flowers in the basin have bloomed like blood.

The flowers are fragrant and delicate.

Taking out the ancient sword box from the storage ring, a cold air hit my face the moment I opened it.

Without saying a word, Lin Yun picked off the petals one by one and spread them all over the sword box.

When the layers were covered and the fragrance of the flowers was already strong and refreshing, he solemnly put the funeral flower sword in.

This sword in the tomb of Emperor Nan, in Lin Yun's hands, had only just begun to shine.

It is still far from comparable to the glory of that year.

Fortunately, Lin Yun already knows how to maintain this sword. As long as it is nourished with the fragrance of flowers, it will regain its glory sooner or later.

When I bought the Spirit-Inducing Jue and the Ancient Sword Box, it was all for now.

Closing the sword case, Lin Yun said softly: "It's time to leave."

Ever since the Four Sects Competition, Lin Yun had always had the urge to leave.

Fortunately, he calmly suppressed it and spent half a month digesting the battle experience of the four great competitions.

Now that Mr. Hong has passed away, he has nothing to worry about in Qingyun.

Whether it was to find Su Ziyao or avenge Mr. Hong, it was time for him to leave.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Yun still chose not to see the sect leader.

He only left a letter and left without saying goodbye.

After briefly expressing his feelings, Lin Yun finished the letter and put it on the table.

"Good weight!"

The sword case was a little heavy on his back, but fortunately Lin Yun was still quite strong.

The foundation laid by the Blood Transforming Pill and the Heart-Nourishing Pill are coupled with the continuous nourishment of the Linglong Qiqiao Pill.

He was able to carry the heavy sword box easily with only his physical strength, which required several people to carry it that day.

Covered in the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Yun silently went down the mountain alone.

After leaving the mountain gate, he looked back at Qingyun, with a soft light in his eyes.

Take another look, then you can only recall it in your dreams.

When he turned around and took steps, a voice stopped him.

"Junior brother Lin, stay!"

Looking back, he saw the young sect leader Bai Yufan walking towards him with a smile on his face, leading an angry blood dragon horse.

"Xiaohong!"

The moment he saw the blood dragon horse, Lin Yun showed a look of surprise. He fell into coma after the battle with Ma Tianyi that day.

I have never seen this blood dragon horse, I thought it was too wild and ran away long ago.
Chapter completed!