By the lake, the children of the Wan family who had already landed were all dumbfounded.

Once again, the mighty Wan Feiye was defeated in Lin Yun's hands with a single move.

The defeat was so tragic and the contrast was so great that it was really unacceptable.

"Little guy, isn't it too heavy to start?"

Wan Qiuye looked at Lin Yun with a smile, and didn't mean to blame at all.

"Is there? Ashamed, ashamed, I just broke through, and I still can't control it."

On Lin Yun's beautiful face, the smile was bright and sunny, and there was no sense of shame at all.

Wan Qiuye said sternly: "I'm curious, what did you find at the bottom of the lake? I and the other elders of the Wan family have swept the bottom of the lake several times. Logically, there should be no hair left."

"Flame veins! This method of mine is most suitable for cultivation in places where the fire attribute is active, and in places where fire is burning, it should not be too suitable."

Lin Yun didn't lie, and explained casually.

"No wonder!"

A look of shock flashed in Wan Qiuye's eyes, and he dared to practice near the flame veins. This was a move that even he did not dare to take risks.

But after thinking about it, Lin Yun was able to become a flame demon body, and he must have already experienced the flames burning his body, drawing the fire of heaven and earth to temper his tibia.

What ordinary people can't imagine is that for him, it's very easy to get hold of.

"How many times have you broken through this practice?"

"The fourth level." Lin Yun told the truth.

Wan Qiuye smiled bitterly: "The fourth-level innate cultivation technique, this Wan Feiye's innate cultivation technique barely broke through the second-level, no wonder he lost so badly."

After taking a deep look at Lin Yun several times, he sighed and said, "It's a pity... If your roots are a little better, the four sects and four clans will have to rush to accept you."

"It's up to people."

Lin Yun smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously: "Senior Wan, I'm going to leave now and I won't go with you."

Wan Qiuye nodded and said, "You are right, there must be Confucius spies at the foot of the mountain, and you will definitely reveal the whereabouts with us."

"Before I leave, I want to ask the seniors for one thing."

Wan Qiuye smiled and said, "I know what you're going to say, take this one."

Lin Yun glanced at the other party strangely, took the ancient picture handed over by the other party, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It marked the place where the lava core could be generated in Qingyang County.

And also marked the quality of the lava core, detailed and meticulous.

"Brother Wan, you really understand me!"

Lin Yun put away the ancient pictures and thanked them.

"Your flame demon body has reached the second level, and you must find a way to condense it into a flame demon battle body. To be honest, my father also practiced this technique. This is the information on the heart of lava that he sent someone to collect in his early years. It's a pity... It didn't work in the end."

"why?"

Wan Qiuye glanced at Lin Yun, and said helplessly, "Little friend, how many people in the world can survive the pain of burning flames like you? His old man barely met the first-level requirements. Erzhong couldn't stand it anymore and chose to give up."

Lin Yun thought about it, too.

If he hadn't refined eleven nasturtium lotuses, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to meet the second-level requirements of the Thunder Flame Battle Body.

As for the pain, he shuddered when he thought about it now.

Thinking of the ancestors of the Wan family who were retreating and attacking the Xuanwu realm, Lin Yun asked casually, "I don't know how strong the old man will be after attacking the Xuanguan?"

"It's very strong. With a wave of your hand, you can wipe out the three major families in Ziyan City."

Wave room?

Lin Yun felt a little yearning in his heart, looked up and said, "Then I wish the old man a successful attack. Before I leave, I also have something that I want to give to Young Master Ling."

"Oh?"

Wan Qiuye took a jade bottle, slightly curious, and reached out to open it.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Open it again after I'm gone."

"Hahaha, well, after you say that, I'm looking forward to it."

"Farewell!"

Lin Yun let out a long roar, and the blood dragon horse appeared in the field of vision and turned over.

In Wan Qiuye's sight, Lin Yun carried a sword case, one person and one horse, and quickly disappeared from his field of vision.

Such a fast horse...

With a sigh in his heart, Wan Qiuye opened the jade bottle curiously, and his face changed drastically when he saw the contents.

Looking up in the direction Lin Yun left, a murderous look flashed across his eyes.

Innate Spirit Milk!

It turned out to be a completely liquid innate spiritual milk. Wan Qiuye never thought that Lin Yun would give Wan Feng this thing.

In the heart of the lake, he really found the treasure, and there must be more on him.

After a while, Wan Qiuye sighed and shook his head, finally giving up the idea of ??chasing and killing.

There was a deep sense of loss in his eyes: "My heart can't even compare to a teenager... No wonder, no wonder I have dominated this Ziyan City for so many years."

That touch of loss is the helplessness of the hero's shortness of breath, and it is also a memory of youthful pride.

"Feng'er, come here."

Wan Qiuye called the other party and said solemnly, "These are some gadgets that Lin Yun gave you before he left."

"Hehe, this guy has some conscience. My God, this is...!"

With a giggling expression, when the bottle cap was lifted, Wan Feng covered his mouth in surprise because his father made a mute gesture.

Wan Qiuye said word by word: "With this bottle of spiritual milk, no one will be able to shake the status of your young master!"

...

The waning moon hangs alone, the stars dim.

In the barren mountains, it was pitch black.

Lazily leaning against a tree, Lin Yun looked at a picture scroll in the dark night.

With his eyes opened, the night could not stop his vision.

"I have a tiger in my heart, sniff the roses carefully; where does the flower come from? I also want to know, where does this flower come from!"

Lin Yun put away the scroll and shook his head slightly.

Rose's picture scroll, always beside me, I will look at it when I have free time. But what Lin Yun saw was always the man in Tsing Yi holding the sword in his left hand, the rose blooming in the palm of his right hand, and the tiger sniffing lightly.

The terrifying sight of the evil ghosts in the sky, the endless ghosts of hell, as mentioned by Mr. Hong, has never been noticed.

As for the sword light, killing thousands of evil ghosts, not to mention.

He got up and looked around in all directions. Lin Yun said softly, "It seems that he really didn't come after him."

It was quite a risky thing to give out that jade bottle, and he didn't want to test people's hearts.

However, the Wan family treated him well, and the benefits he received from Wan Qiuye were immeasurable.

Repaying kindness, repaying revenge.

Even if you take a risk to test your heart, you can't go against your own principles of doing things.

Fortunately, after all, he was not wrong about Wan Qiuye.

"First open the second orifice in this barren mountain, and then enter the city after a few days to process part of the innate spirit liquid."

Lin Yun made a plan in his heart, Ziyan City is also a big city, and the innate spirit liquid should be able to exchange for a good swordsmanship.

Tiger Fist at least has the blessing of the Indestructible Vajra Seal, but the Flowing Wind Swordsmanship is completely underwhelming.

Take out a jade bottle and open the bottle cap, the flowing innate spiritual milk exudes an extremely pure fragrance.

Compared with the innate spiritual milk diluted in the lake water, it is more than a hundred times stronger.

Even at all, it is not like the same spirit.

Lin Yunxiu had reached the bottleneck of the innate one orifice. With this innate spirit liquid, it only took some time to make a breakthrough.

Clouds and clouds, the sun rises and sets.

Seven days later, Lin Yun dressed up in disguise, put on a bamboo hat and a cape and re-entered the city.

Feeling the prosperity of Ziyan City and strolling through it, Lin Yun was in a good mood.

He has successfully been promoted to the second innate orifice, and after the eye orifice, he chose to open the ear orifice.

Now within 500 meters, the wind is blowing and the grass is moving, and if there is a slight abnormal noise, he will immediately see it.

On the same day, Yan Tianrui, listening to the wind with his ears, determined the direction of Wanfeng's gun, which was also a piece of cake for him.

It's just a bit of emotion, the innate seven orifices, each opening one step away from mortals.

When the orifice of the mouth is opened, the breath will be able to feed on qi, and the body is afraid that the suffering of mortals will never be experienced again.

"Wanbao Pavilion?"

Lin Yun, who was walking in the city, paused and stopped.

In Ziyan City, there is actually the Wanbao Pavilion.

Recalling some of the experiences of the Wanbao Pavilion in the Tianshui Kingdom, Lin Yun showed hesitation, gritted his teeth and walked in.

The Wanbao Pavilion in Ziyan City is much more luxurious than the branch in Baishui City.

The treasures sold are even more dazzling, making people dazzling.

Just on the first floor of the attic, there are hundreds of warriors hanging out in it.

In the depths of Lin Yun, although the dress is strange, it is not at all inconspicuous.

"This son, is his surname Lin Mingyun?"

While wandering, a servant from Wanbao Pavilion stepped forward and asked with a low eyebrow and a smile.

Lin Yun felt strange in his heart, but said truthfully, "It's me."

The young servant's eyes suddenly brightened, and he bent down and said, "Young Master Lin, please show your face, our boss is looking for you."

"I don't know your boss."

"It's okay, our boss just knows you."

He was almost dragged by the servant and pulled to the top floor of the Wanbao Pavilion in Ziyan City. The moment Lin Yun opened the door, he was slightly stunned.

Seeing an unexpected person, Tong Hu, the owner of Wanbao Pavilion in Baishui City, said with a smile on his face, "Brother Lin, it's really you, hahahaha, what a coincidence!"

But who knows, Lin Yun was not excited to see his old friend at all, so he turned around and left.

"Oh, what are you running..."

Seeing this, Tong Hu hurriedly walked a few steps, blocked Lin Yun, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, why is this, I turned around and left when I saw my boss, I haven't seen you for more than half a year..."

Before waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Lin Yun's face was heavy, and he glanced at it and spit out two words: "profiteer." Tong Hu's face was suddenly embarrassed, and he smirked: "This time I won't rape, this time I promise not to rape!"