The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1089: The so-called style


   Chapter 1089

   80,000 Star God Pills, 7 Nirvana Orders, 30 Drops of True Dragon Sacred Liquid, 40 Blood Yan Pills, and many secret treasures, Dao soldiers, and a huge number of heavenly materials and earth treasures.

  Shifang Jiezi’s storage bags have been counted, which is a huge possible wealth.

  Floating Cloud Sword Sect’s direct disciples may have less than half of them. If you count Lin Yun's own resources, they will be even more incomparable with him.

   "I didn't see the blood of God."

   Lin Yun's eyes flickered, thoughtfully, but there is no pure jade bottle. Maybe the blood fruit of the gods was sealed in his body like Pei Xue, and he was destined to be unable to get it.

   But it doesn't matter, Yue Weiwei returned the blood fruit of the Nine Leaves God, and Lin Yun is not short of this top treasure.

   Elixir and other demon pill, Lin Yun gave the little thieves cat, these should be enough for it to cultivate to the realm of Xingjun.

   One person, one cat, everyone is happy.

   Lin Yun sits on a chair, playing with the jade flute given to him by Yue Weiwei. The purple jade flute has eight holes and is three feet three long. The texture is thorough and smooth, and it looks quite extraordinary. Suspended with green silk tassels.

  "This jade flute is really good. It should be polished with purple jade **** bamboo. Purple jade **** bamboo is very rare in Kunlun. It only grows one section in 10,000 years, and each section has 999 Nineteen thunder tribulations. It’s a great deal to use as a flute. In terms of the material, it’s not much worse than the Kunlun Nine Gods Warrior Tianhuang Qin."

   Xiao Zi's voice resounded in Lin Yun's mind again, and it was rare to praise this Dongxiao Tsk Tsk.

  "Purple jade **** bamboo?"

   Lin Yun held the jade flute in his hand, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He did not expect this jade flute to have such a great origin.

   "Huh, don’t you know?"

   In the consciousness space, Xiao Zi raised her mouth and said triumphantly: "This purple jade **** bamboo has a big background. The flute made with it has a clear and empty sound, mellow and quiet, and looks like a dragon. Like an immortal, lightning strikes the heavens, and sword sinks in the pond. If you want to practice the Dragon and Phoenix Sword Classic, you must learn to use the sound to protect the sword, recruit the dragon and attract the phoenix, and practice this flute with less effort."

   Little Lolita shook her head and shook her head, and said, she knows a lot.

  "Didn't you be angry just now?" Lin Yun said, playing with the flute, quite funny.

   "The emperor is not as knowledgeable as you." Xiao Zi pouted, put her hands on her chest, and hummed heavily.

   hum!

   The little thief cat, who was licking his fur, suddenly raised his head, and his pupils shrank without a trace.

  Someone came, Lin Yun looked up.

   Squeak!

   The door was pushed open, and Feng Jue was like a gust of wind blowing in front of Lin Yun. The vast and majestic sword intent came over like an ocean, as if it could swallow Lin Yun at any time.

   But this vast sword intent, along with the smile on Feng Jue's face, disappeared at the moment when Lin Yun was about to swallow.

   Fourth Grade Sword Intent!

   Lin Yun's eyes flashed with indelible sharpness, the sword intent on the opponent's body was definitely a fourth-grade sword intent, and he had cultivated to the pinnacle of perfection. If not, he couldn't bring such great pressure to Lin Yun, and the sword intent in his body would be completely suppressed and unable to move.

   "It's done."

   Feng Jue said with a smile: "Three days later, the headmaster will announce to the public that you will become a direct disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and you will have a chance to climb the Sacred Sword Mountain. That's all that brother can help you fight for. It’s up to you how far you can grow within this year."

  Personal disciple must at least have the cultivation base of Xingjun. Only the most outstanding disciple of Sacred Sword Mountain can be qualified to climb.

  "If you are uncoordinated, you will be jealous."

   Lin Yun looked at each other's eyes and said softly.

   "Oh?"

  Feng Jue showed a playful look on his face, and said with a smile but a smile: "You can say such things, I am surprised, this is not like the style of Junior Brother, you on the road to the sky." /

   Lin Yun didn't answer, he was digging a hole for himself.

   Whether it's the number of direct disciples or the chance to climb the Holy Sword Mountain, there are not many pairs of eyes staring at the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

  He is an outsider who has just arrived and only has the cultivation base of the Sky Soul Realm, and the disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect must not explode the pot.

   "If the younger brother is embarrassed, I will push it for you."

   Feng Jue was slow, the old **** said.

   "This is not my style." Lin Yun said lightly.

   "Hey, isn't that right? Even though you stay in Floating Cloud Sword Sect, Junior Brother, your good days have just begun!" Feng Jue showed a deliberate smile on his face, he really wanted to see. How did the former brother Wang Jue teach this unruly little brother?

   It's a pity that this is Cangxuan Mansion after all, and he has a special status and can't stay long.

   "Hmph, this bad old man is very bad at first glance. Don't believe him, Lin Yun, it's strange to have a good day." Xiao Zi's voice rang.

   "It's okay, I'll leave first, and I will pick you up in a year." Feng Jue stood up and said, he will definitely come to pick him up in a year, but if he fails the test, the master will not be able to accept it. He became a disciple.

   Lin Yun got up and saw him off, smiling: "Brother is really coming and going, but you haven't given me the gift of meeting?"

   This kid!

   How can anyone offer to meet up?

   Feng Jue scolded in his heart, he deliberately refused to give Lin Yun the meeting ceremony, after all, Lin Yun would have a chance to become a master disciple in the future.

   It's just that the baby in Lin Yun's hand is too exaggerated. Think about the other party in front of the Saint League, sending the Heart of Flame Dragon and Thousand-Year Sacred Leaf. If he is a senior, if the gift is not as generous as the senior, he can't really care about his face.

   But if the gift is too good, he will inevitably hurt himself, and he would think it’s all right if he was going to be confused.

   I didn't expect to leave, but Lin Yun took the initiative to pick it up.

   Damn it, when Feng Jue has no temper, he has a great temper! !

  Feng Jue showed a kind smile on his face, and said, "You don’t tell me, I really forgot, what do I want? Uh, let me be more specific, you must not Que, in this way, I will give you the secret treasure, the secret treasure you want to save your life, or the secret treasure for murder."

   "Life is the first."

   Lin Yun is quite sincere.

   My mouth is really cheap, I don’t have to give one away, I have to put it here.

   Feng Jue couldn’t wait to slap herself, but she couldn’t help but smiled: “Well, brother, there just happens to be such a life-saving treasure here, which can conceal people’s eyes and eyes, hide the breath, and brand lines on both hearts. , Absolutely cannot penetrate your brow and heart at once."

   Double hearts, that is, the center of the eyebrows and the mouth of the heart are the two vital points. These two vital points, any one of them will be pierced.

   Even the king couldn't penetrate his heart with a single blow. Lin Yun didn't know what realm the king was, but Luo Qingxu, the Holy League, was a master of the king realm. Strong as Jin Jue, there is no backhand in front of him, and it is conceivable that the king is a great master even in Kunlun.

   Feng Jue's heart was bleeding, and he took out the secret treasure.

   It is a silver mask that can cover half of the face, and the surface is so smooth that no lines can be seen, like a silver mirror, glowing with the colorful luster of the lake.

  "This mask is called Silver Moon!"

  Feng Jue put the mask on his face while speaking, and saw the silver moonlight blooming, his clothes and hair became transparent silver in an instant, even his eyes turned silver .

  His aura changed drastically, completely different from Feng Jue's own temperament. He was a stranger standing in front of Lin Yun.

   At the same time, there was a silver moonlight pattern blooming on his heart, slowly branding it in until it merged with his heart.

   Silver-haired Feng Jue said: "In addition to saving lives and concealing people’s eyes and ears, on the night of the full moon, it can bloom with the vision of a silver moon facing the sky. Once this vision blooms, it can cover thousands of miles. The ground is full of silver frost and moonlight like a lake. It is extremely difficult to escape in it. It is said to be a vision, it is almost the same as the realm."

   even the voice has changed!

   Lin Yun's eyes flashed with surprise, this is really a treasure, it is completely another person.

  If Lin Yun hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely not be able to associate him with Senior Brother Feng Jue.

   Feng Jue took off the mask, it seemed that there was a flash of moonlight, and he recovered as usual. He sighed softly, "I haven't used this secret treasure after I got it. It's not very much in the sacred artifact, but It comes from the Kunlun Mo clan, the whole world, just this one."

   Lin Yun was shocked, is that the Mo clan who has brewed fire for a thousand years?

   "Brother, is this meeting ceremony too expensive!" Lin Yun's expression was solemn, and he actually gave him a sacred artifact, completely unimaginable.

   This kid is still a bit on the road!

   Feng Jue was secretly pleased in his heart, if he doesn’t like it, I will stop giving it away. Anyway, I’ll pretend to be enough.

   "Thanks a lot."

   Lin Yun reached out and took the Silver Moon mask, and praised: "It's true, I like it very much."

  What kind of routine?

   said that he was precious, and he did it at the same time. He really didn't have a temper!

   can't bear it anymore.

  Feng Jue was mad in her heart, but still smiled: "It's a small thing, just like the brother, brother will break the mirror soon, this thing is of little use to me."

   is not big...not big...not big, he glanced silently, comforting himself again and again in his heart.

  , no matter how small, it is the only one in the world, and it is still made by the Mo clan.

   Feng Jue left crying in his heart. He will never say that he has a temper anymore. He has a fart. In front of the younger brother, he almost kneeled.

  "Brother gave me a holy artifact!"

   Lin Yunmo is wearing a music mask~IndoMTL.com~ His face is unconcealed with joy, and he still can't help but believe it.

   sacred artifact!

   is still made by the Mo family, and this is the only one in the world. Even a blow from the king might not be able to smash the vitals of his double heart, it is simply a supreme weapon.

   "Xiao Zi, you are not allowed to speak ill of my brother in the future." Lin Yun warned.

   "This bad old man must have been pretending, this emperor can see through it at a glance." Xiao Zi was sure.

   "Pretend? The price is too high, right? This is the sacred artifact of the Mo clan, and this is the only one in the world." Lin Yun did not believe that this sacred artifact named Silver Moon Mask is too rare, even if it is. He was also reluctant to give it away.

   "Huh, what's so great, it's not rare in the local area..." The Great Emperor Tutian is rare and lacks confidence, whispered in a low voice, the treasure of the Mo clan, she is still very rare.

   Back then, she even drank the Mo family wine. In ancient times, the Mo family was famous.

   purple jade flute, funeral flower sword, silver moon mask.

   Lin Yun stared straight at the mask, and walked Kunlun in the future, at least he had this outfit.

   After a long time, he put the mask away.

   still have to consider the immediate matter, Lin Yun secretly said in his heart that three days later, he is afraid that there will be a lot of trouble.

   It took only three days, which was enough for him to digest the martial arts of the road to the sky, and his cultivation level should be promoted to the sixth layer of the Heavenly Soul.

  Senior brother gave such a big gift, but you can't shame him, hide in trouble, it's not Lin Yun's style.

   is uncoordinated and will be jealous.

   Then see who dares to be jealous!

   Lin Yun's eyes flickered with sharpness and sharpness. This is his style.

   [Chapter two is delivered. 】


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