The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 378: He is the cloud and I am the rain

Chapter 378

　　"Why did it hurt so badly?"

　　 The elder of Qijue Fort saw Jing Jue's wound, especially the sword wound that was almost cut off.

　　's face changed drastically in shock, and his injuries almost cost him his life.

　　Jing Jue's ability to survive is completely lucky. If he is really strong, he will definitely die.

　　 "My storage bag was snatched by Lin Yun."

　　Jing Jue's face was dark, but he didn't say much about the process of his injury.

　　 Do you really want to say that after joining hands with Shui Wuhen, Lin Yun was beaten by Lin Yun like a dog?

　　 "What!"

　　 Qijuebao elder's face sank, Jing Jue rushed to the ninth floor, and his gains were definitely self-evident.

　　Many elders have high hopes for him, and there are many fragments of secret books in them, which are the details of the sect that need to be supplemented urgently.

　　 You must know that the sects of these sects that are outside the empire are no better than the four sects.

　　 Such a blow is really huge.

　　Jing definitely has this background, but he doesn't have too much feeling. He only loves his ancient sword.

　　 "I will be promoted to the Xuanwu Tenth Layer first, and I will talk about the specific plan when Lin Yun comes out."

　　Jing Jue looked cold and didn't say much.

　　Before he entered the magic lotus secret realm, he already had the tenfold cultivation base of Xuanwu, beheading opponents all the way in the secret realm, and robbed many magic lotus secret realms.

　　 After exiting right now, I feel a little bit about the secret realm, and promotion to the Xuanwu level is not a matter of course.

　　 the other side.

　　 Shui Wuhen did not say a word, not a word.

　　 After all, he was fortunate compared to Jing Jue, he only lost a bottle of Cold Cloud Pill. It was he who grabbed it from Bai Yue, and he had no loss.

　　 can reach the top ten floors. The opportunity to create legends is gone, and it is inevitable that I will feel lost.

　　"The little brother is left."

　　 In the camp of Lingxiao Jiange, Elder Luo Feng and many disciples were very nervous.

The smile on 　　's face gradually receded.

　　 Following Lin Yun's miracles all the way, after defeating Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, they became the biggest winners. The atmosphere in the camp gradually became a little weird, and the expressions of the elders of the sects looking at the sword pavilion changed obviously.

　　 Everyone’s eyes are watching, and if you don’t pay attention, you will be targeted.

　　 Xin Jue glanced at the direction of Hunyuan Gate, Wen Yanbo and the other elders looked at the Jiange people and wanted to swallow them on the spot.

　　 "There is something wrong with the Hunyuan Sect. The three core disciples of their Sect, none of them came out and all died inside."

　　 Xinjue retracted her gaze and said slowly.

　　 "Did you die in the hands of the younger brother?"

　　"All three core disciples died. After Wen Yanbo returned to this sect, he would definitely be questioned."

　　 "Die well."

　　 Luo Feng said coldly, and said faintly: "If Lin Yun really killed it, you will kill it if you kill it. It's no big deal."

　　 "But there are also the Blood Bone Gate, Demon Flame Sect, and Qijue Fort. There is something wrong with looking at us."

　　"This is the case of the Black Lotus Palace. If there is a winner, there will be a loser. It must be the core disciple of these cases, who have suffered a lot in the hands of the younger brother."

　　"After the little brother came out, it was inevitable to have a lot of twists and turns. This group of evil cultivators, it is difficult to give up..."

　　"When the Hunyuan Gate comes, I will definitely take the opportunity to plug in."

　　 How much he has achieved, he will endure how much pressure, Lin Yun's record is already approaching the limit that Jiange can bear.

　　Jiangaku elder and disciple, there was a lot of discussion, and they all felt a little bad.

　　"Looking at the changes, Lingxiao Jian Pavilion does not cause trouble, but it is never afraid of it."

　　 At this moment, a few people heard voices, but it was the sword elder in the camp who spoke.

　　 I thought that there was an elder holding a sword here, and with a cloud sword, the heart of the elder of the sword pavilion and the disciples settled down a bit.

　　 But Luo Feng still gave Xin Jue and the other elders a look, and signaled them to be ready.

　　……

　　The Ninth Floor of the Black Lotus Palace.

　　 After recovering from the injury, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Jing Jue's storage bag.

　　 Wow!

　　 When everything in the storage bag was poured out|After coming out, there was no scene of piled up as a mountain as imagined.

　　 Jing Jue's vision is very high, and all kinds of rare things can be included in his pocket.

　　 is either an incomplete jade card, or a higher-grade pill, a second-grade spirit jade, and some strange and strange treasures.

　　The most conspicuous thing is the treasured sword with a simple pattern. It has a thick and solemn aura, and it looks like a fierce beast is hidden in its sheath.

　　"Treasure soldier?"

　　 Lin Yun moved in his heart, sucking the knife into his hand and feeling it.

　　 As expected, it is an ancient treasure soldier, intact and not infested by demonic energy. On the knife, there are two timeless ancient characters, not blood.

　　 is not demonized, it is the same as his red flame battle banner, and cannot be used in the magic lotus secret realm.

　　 Lin Yun guessed, this shouldn't be his own. It is difficult to give him such a perfect treasure with the background of Qijuebao.

　　 is very likely, it is his harvest in the eighth layer.

　　 No wonder, no wonder he looked at me in his eyes before he left and wanted to eat me.

　　 It was me who was forced to give up the funeral foil, I am afraid it would be worse than death.

　　 But since it is an enemy, there is nothing to sympathize with. The other party takes the blame and is blamed for his cruelty.

In addition to 　　, there are six treasures. A pot of ancient wine, an incense burner, a scroll of ancient paintings, an exotic fruit and a delicate and fragrant flower.

　　 "This is?"

　　 Lin Yun's gaze fell on the strange flower, his eyes lit up.

　　Four blue petals, shaped like a quiet snowflake, the leaf color is emerald green, the flower color is elegant, and the coldness hides the melancholy.

　　"Blue Snowflake?"

　　 After thinking about it, Lin Yun is a little uncertain, but this flower must be a strange flower, and the grade is not low.

　　 Very good, the burial foil stays at the pinnacle of the super rank mysterious soldier, only one step can be promoted to the treasure soldier. It's better to grow with this flower.

　　 accepted it happily, Lin Yun crushed the flower and broke it into hundreds of tiny flower scraps and placed it in the sword box behind it.

　　Go to see that old wine again. He really can't guess the name, but it's because of the fragrance of the wine. At least it's not inferior. The pot of Phoenix Terrace rewarded by the princess in his hand is a pot of four-class famous wine.

　　 That exotic fruit, blooming with cold mysterious light, is as crystal clear as a gem, shining brightly.

　　 is very similar to the Xuanbingguo recorded in the martial arts records.

　　The ancient painting is a picture of enlightenment, but it is not a picture of swordsmanship and physical enlightenment, so it is of little use to him.

　　 incense burner, similar to a futon, is a treasure that aids in spiritual cultivation and meditation.

　　 "This guy has gained so much, I'm afraid he has robbed a lot of people, but it's all mine now."

　　 Lin Yun is not welcome, and with a beckon, he collects all the treasures that Jing has tried so hard to obtain.

　　 his gaze swept away, and his gaze fell on the sword on the Doubelline stand.

　　 A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Lin Yun quickly stepped forward, beckoning to hold the sword in his hand.

　　 "Remaining blood."

　　The name of the sword is Residual Blood, and the name has a bleak meaning, which makes people more curious.

　　 Just when Lin Yun was about to hold the sword hilt, he suddenly remembered something, and stopped.

　　 there was a hesitant look on his face, he groaned for a while, and finally sighed.

　　 put down his hand, forcibly held down the curiosity in his heart, without pulling out the sword.

　　 He thought of his broken sword body, and other swords other than Burial Flower, had not held three breaths in his hand. After three breaths, without exception, it will break.

　　Such a sword, if it is interrupted in his own hand, Lin Yun will have the desire to die.

　　"Fall."

　　 shook his head. After all, he didn't have the courage to gamble, so he put the sword in his storage bag for the time being.

　　 his eyes fell on the Doubelline stage, his eyes flashed with determination, and he stepped on.

　　The tenth floor of the treasure hall is here after all.

　　 I just don’t know what it will be waiting for my test.

　　The sky was spinning, Lin Yun felt that his body was stretched infinitely, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

　　 When the line of sight was restored, and when his feet fell on the ground, he found a gray space in the depths.

　　 A river is blocking me. There seems to be a palace on the other side of the river, and there seems to be nothing.

　　 "Where is this?"

　　 Lin Yun frowned slightly, the previous nine-layer test was not like this.

　　 Could it be that the tenth floor of the Palace is an independent space?

　　 has reached the top ten floors and has become a legend. No one knows what the outcome will be if the tenth floor test fails.

　　 may be death, or may be trapped in this space forever.

　　 There is no retreat right now, Lin Yun didn't think much, and set foot on the wide river.

　　 The river is cold, and walking in it is much colder than Black Lotus Lake.

　　 Huh!

　　 The patter of rain fell without warning and hit the water. Like pearls large and small, they hit the jade plate used by the fairy and made a very nice sound.

　　 In the dim rain, a black lotus floated slowly from the opposite bank.

　　 Lin Yun stopped, a trace of anxiety welled up in his heart, the previous nine trials were all white lotus platforms.

　　In the magic lotus secret realm, the black lotus is the most common one, and the black lotus cleansed is the green lotus.

　　 Black lotus, green lotus, and white lotus, what are the connections?

　　 Before, Lin Yun hadn't thought about this problem~IndoMTL.com~ He just regarded it as a secret world. I, like all beings, just pass by among them.

　　, right now, when I came to the tenth floor of this palace, I couldn't help but think of it.

　　 Can't let him think too much, the black lotus platform gradually approached, and it became a little clear in his eyes.

A man in black sits cross-legged on the lotus platform with a sword in his hand.

　　The cultivation base of the man in black is equal to him, not more or less.

　　 was inexplicable, it made Lin Yun feel a dangerous aura and became nervous.

　　 "Rain is the fault of a lifetime, rain is the separation of joy and sorrow..."

　　 The man in black stretched out his hand to catch the rain, looked up at the sky, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

　　 "You are not the person I want to meet."

　　 Lin Yun looked calm, and said in a deep voice.

　　 The man in black slowly got up and smiled: "He is the cloud, I am the rain, I am the mistake he committed in his life."

　　The rain stopped for some time, and the man in black stretched out his hand while speaking.

　　The long sword on the stage was held in his hand, and the wind brought a few drops of water on the river.

　　The long sleeves are like clouds, and the man in black raised his sword with a drop of water on the sword.

　　 hum!

　　The majestic sword intent was permeated in the drops of water, and the broad lake surface trembled slightly under the awe of the sword intent.

　　 Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the sword. The sword body stood in front of him, blocking the drop of water that was supposed to penetrate the center of his eyebrows.

　　嘭!

　　 Amidst the loud noise, a circle of ten feet high water curtain rises on the river.

　　 Lin Yun's long hair bundled up, under the violent wind, spread out on the spot, black silk like a waterfall, dancing with the wind.