Both of them were not enemies, Lin Yun asked casually.

"No."

Zhu Qingshan shook his head, then looked at the top of the mountain hidden above the clouds, and pondered: "Maybe, you will find something only when you reach the top of the mountain."

"It's hard. With the strength we are waiting for, we shouldn't be able to reach the top of the mountain."

Now that he has not even reached one tenth, it is almost impossible for Lin Yun to reach the top of the mountain.

Since they entered this mountain, they must have an opportunity to make arrangements and it is impossible to make them return without success. According to Lin Yun's guess, if there is really a martial art of creation, it should be hidden along the way.

Perhaps, he missed a lot along the way.

Telling the other party about this guess, Zhu Qingshan's eyes showed surprise. Even Lin Yun said that he could not reach the top of the mountain?

He thought he had a similar idea.

The two chatted casually for a while. When they were about to part, Lin Yun suddenly shouted: "Zhu Qingshan, do you still have to wear a mask in front of me?"

Zhu Qingshan was obviously stunned for a long time before he smiled bitterly and took off the mask.

"When did you find out?"

The slightly pale face under the mask was a very familiar face, Zuo Yun of the Great Qin Empire.

"just."

Lin Yun said truthfully, he was just guessing.

After all, it is really difficult to connect Zuo Yun with the Magic Swordsman, but for some reason, Zhu Qingshan always feels familiar.

Lin Yun did not intend to ask too much. He fell into the demonic path and had masks on it, and he must have some secrets that he did not want to mention.

"Be careful, I won't tell anyone else about your identity."

"Thank you."

Lin Yun watched the other party leave. The so-called two paths of righteousness and demons are not actually very obvious. There is no strict distinction between righteousness and demons in martial arts, but it is just a person's heart. I just hope that the other party will not be too entangled.

After the two said goodbye, they each walked on different forks.

After a while, Lin Yun still gained nothing, but his mentality has been adjusted well, so he just treats it as a traveler.

As the breeze blew, Lin Yun reached out and grabbed a fallen leaf casually, played with it and prepared to throw it away.

"Huh!"

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and there was an inaudible sword intent hidden among the fallen leaves.

Falling leaves come with the wind, where does the wind come from?

Suddenly, Lin Yun smiled and bounced the fallen leaves away at will.

clang!
Chapter completed!