Chapter 47: Walking into a Trap

"Such a strong vitality."

"It's actually richer than the caves in the inner gate."

Standing here, Lin Yun couldn't help but sigh.

Although he didn't recognize these plants at the moment.

But it is not difficult to judge based on the ability of these plants to stimulate the surrounding vitality.

I'm afraid these are not extraordinary things.

Lin Yun wrote down these plants one by one, and when he had time later, he would go up the mountain to check them carefully.

I was originally thinking of taking some other things from the cave.

However, after searching around, Lin Yun found that the only thing he had before was the spiritual field in front of him and the plants in it.

In addition, it was a pendant. It looked extraordinary, so Lin Yun also put it away and took it away.

When he came out, Lin Yun deliberately covered up the cracks.

This way it is better not to be discovered by others.

Then he took another look at his panel.

【Name】: Lin Yun

[Realm]: Yuanhai third level realm

[Fate]: Son of Doom (Gray)

【Destiny】: mediocre and inactive (white)

[Son of Misfortune]: You are often plagued by misfortune and often encounter bad things.

[Ending]: Jin Jin's career in Liuyun Sect finally improved, but he became a victim of contact due to the conflicts between the teachers.

[Recent twist]: The two brothers Zhao Yuhu learned that you were assigned to guard the mountain gate. Three days later, they planned an assassination and attracted a powerful monster to get rid of you.

Haha, I spared you before.

Are you still looking for death?

Lin Yun sneered secretly in his heart.

He didn't expect that these two brothers would dare to dance in front of him.

"You are in the first year of junior high school, so don't blame me for being in the fifteenth year."

Lin Yun muttered quietly, and then quietly left Dayun Peak.

As a result, I had just taken two steps when suddenly a person hit me from behind.

Get off yourself.

When he turned his head, he saw Bai Zhuqing gritting his teeth in pain.

"Bai Zhuqing, why are you here?"

Lin Yun greeted with a smile.

After seeing clearly that it was Lin Yun, Bai Zhuqing smiled: "It's you. The outer sect's vitality has been thin in recent days."

"I'm preparing to go down the mountain and practice for a few days."

Lin Yun looked at Bai Zhuqing.

Brother, you are a thousand-year-old bad guy, you are not allowed to wear your hair when you go down the mountain?

As he spoke, he glanced at Bai Zhuqing's panel.

【Name】: Bai Zhuqing

[Realm]: Yuan Hai First Level Realm

[Fate]: Full of bad luck (gray)

[Fate Number]: Thousands of years of life (green), things go against your wishes (white), stubborn donkey (blue)

[Ending]: Although he has been unlucky for a thousand years, he has made great achievements after a thousand years.

[Recent twist]: One day later, ten spiritual stones were lost in Jingyang Town at the foot of the mountain.

Two days later, he suffered a stroke and suffered facial paralysis.

Three days later...

Lin Yun couldn't bear to watch anymore.

The outstanding people of Liuyun Sect were able to barely suppress Bai Zhuqing's bad luck.

If this goes down the mountain for him.

Thank God for being able to come back in one piece.

Not to mention finding any opportunities from the bottom of the mountain.

"Ahem, Bai Zhuqing, I suggest you don't go down the mountain."

"Liuyun Sect is pretty good."

Lin Yun patted his shoulder, having a bold idea in his mind at this moment.

Although he got rid of the fate of Tiansha Lone Star.

But the fate of the child of misfortune is not so easy to bear.

This made Lin Yun a little depressed.

But looking at Bai Zhuqing at this moment, he was thinking.

A negative makes a positive.

Can two old bad coins be hedged together?

I won’t say that the luck will be good, but it shouldn’t be bad, right?

Worth a try.

Lin Yun stopped Bai Zhuqing just to provoke the general.

Sure enough, Bai Zhuqing shook his head: "Nothing."

Anyway, I just want to go down the mountain and have a look. "

"Become a member of the Liuyun Sect. I haven't even gone down the mountain to take a look."

Lin Yun looked very embarrassed and said at this time: "Well, if you insist on going down the mountain, let's go together."

"I also had the opportunity to go down the mountain during the previous mission of the master sect. When the time comes, I will be with you and have someone to take care of you."

Bai Zhuqing looked at Lin Yun, seemingly surprised by his enthusiasm.

But he didn't hate Lin Yun either. After thinking about it, he agreed.

Lin Yun returned to the bamboo house at the foot of the mountain.

Deng Pengzu was drinking under the moonlight.

"Elder Deng."

Deng Pengzu didn't even look at it, and directly threw a glass of wine into Lin Yun's hand.

"You brat, if you don't take a good look at your mountain gate, where will you go?"

Lin Yun laughed twice: "I wonder if there are any good treasures under the mountain."

Deng Pengzu snorted coldly, then turned around and looked at Lin Yun seriously: "Boy, do you know what state you are in now?"

Lin Yun shook his head blankly.

"Although the Liuyun Sect is established with swords, there have been only a handful of true sword cultivators throughout the ages."

"As a sword cultivator, I value being open-minded and transparent."

"And these people are struggling in the world of spiritual practice. They are all very smooth. How can they be open-minded or transparent at all?"

When talking about this, Deng Pengzu was quite disdainful.

"But in addition to the difference in state of mind, there is another point. The realm of sword cultivators is also different from ordinary monks."

"Every time a sword cultivator breaks through a great realm, he has two choices. Break through the realm like an ordinary monk."

"Or choose to break through in a desperate situation. The benefits of the latter are self-evident."

"Right now, you have reached the Yuanhai realm of sword cultivation by chance. This is a good thing."

He patted Lin Yun's shoulder with great relief.

Know the changes in Lin Yun’s body

After that, he consulted countless ancient books overnight.

Finally, the book used as a table leg was found under a bookcase in a corner.

Thousands of years ago, this was not a secret.

It's just that as the cultivation world gradually matured, the kind of sword cultivators who were truly free and unrestrained had disappeared.

The remaining people were distracted and their minds were not connected.

How could they achieve the realm of swordsmanship?

So Deng Pengzu decided to train Lin Yun well.

This is definitely a good embryo.

"Elder Deng must have checked a lot of things to know this, right?"

Lin Yun asked with a smile. If it weren't for the system, he wouldn't know so much.

Deng Pengzu snorted.

"You have good talent and work hard."

"But don't be proud. You have to keep working hard. The road ahead will become more and more difficult."

He said this, then stood up and said, "Practice the swordsmanship you know now again, let me see."

Lin Yun did not hide anything from Deng Pengzu.

This is his own opportunity. Whether it is good or bad, he is willing to take this gamble.

When seeing that Lin Yun had already mastered the Dahe Sword Technique, Qingyuan Sword Technique, and Wanhua Sword Technique, Deng Pengzu couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Wow.

It's very difficult for others to master one sword technique in their lifetime.

Lin Yun directly mastered three.

The most terrifying thing is that this kid's attainments in the three sword techniques are not low, not uneven.

Such a talent is simply born to be a sword practitioner.

However, although Lin Yun practiced well, Deng Pengzu could still give him some pointers.

The old and the young spent a night like this.

The next morning.

Lin Yun packed up his things and prepared to go to Qingxia Peak to have a look.

Since the two brothers of the Zhao family are looking for death, he doesn't mind making preparations in advance.

Let them fall into the trap!