Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun and Jiang Huan came to a renovated ruin, which was the family residence of the Yue family in Ziqi City.

Although it looked inferior to the homes of local rich people in the outside world, it was considered a mansion in Ziqi City.

There was only an old man guarding the door, listless.

Seeing Lin Yun and Jiang Huan coming, he immediately became energetic.

Because the head of the family said that someone from the outside family would come recently.

"Excuse me, who are you..."

Lin Yun did not answer, but took out the jade pendant he got from Yue Shaoqun.

The old man understood instantly when he saw the jade pendant.

"Please wait for a moment, my two lords, I will go in and report."

The old man left in a hurry.

But a moment later, he came back.

"My two lords, the head of the family invites you..."

Lin Yun and Jiang Huan were about to go in.

Suddenly, someone shouted from behind: "Yue Shaoqun, you betrayed me, Wei Wuji, do you want to take that opportunity for yourself? I won't let you go..."

Lin Yun and Jiang Huan turned around in surprise and saw Wei Wuji in flowing white clothes standing not far away and scolding them.

"Wei Wuji? Could he be the head of the Gentleman Sword?"

The two of them were moved.

At this moment, Wei Wuji suddenly showed a long sword with a cold light and rushed towards Lin Yun.

The sword was swift and stronger than Ye Chen.

Lin Yun sneered in his heart, and had guessed eight or nine points.

This Wei Wuji was obviously here to help.

As for why he helped this, Jiang Huan might not understand, but he could not hide it from Lin Yun.

The Yue family has been operating in Ziqi City for many years. It is impossible for Wei Wuji, Lin Yun, or Jiang Huan to rob others' things.

So, they can only deceive the trust of the Yue family and get the thing.

As for how he, Wei Wuji, will compete with Lin Yun after getting it, that is his business.

While Lin Yun was thinking, Wei Wuji's sword had already stabbed in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun drew his sword to block it, and the two of them immediately fought.

The two swords circled and danced, and the fight was fierce and dangerous.

But the danger was only in appearance, and the two men grasped the degree just right.

It was only fierce, not hurting people.

For a while, the two were stuck together, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed out from the door and shouted: "Wei Wuji, although your reputation is loud in the ancient holy city, you can't be presumptuous at my door."

The man shouted, and his momentum surged, and the power of the three-star martial arts realm burst out, and a gust of wind rose on the flat ground.

This is the three-star martial arts realm who has practiced in Ziqi City for thousands of years. He was also a genius back then. Although his realm could not be further improved in thousands of years, his accumulation was also extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to call it the most terrifying three-star martial arts realm. Ordinary five-star and six-star martial arts realms are not his opponents.

Wei Wuji was startled by his shout, and suddenly withdrew from the battle and ran away.

He did not forget to add one more sentence: "Yue Shaoqun, don't even think about escaping from my palm. When we get to the core area, I will still take your life..."

"Bah! Are those few tricks of yours useful? You are just sending yourself to death..." Lin Yun cursed back, and Wei Wuji was gone.

Lin Yun turned around and bowed to the three-star martial arts realm and said: "Yue Shaoqun greets the head of the family!"

The guy said excitedly: "Your name is Yue Shaoqun! Mine is... Yue Buqun. It seems that the family really cares about sending you here this time!"

Seeing Yue Buqun happy, Jiang Huan's heart moved, and he hurried over and said: "Yue Muqun greets the head of the family."

"Ah! I'm so happy to see you..." Yue Buqun burst into tears.

The family here is completely isolated from the outside world, so no matter what name Lin Yun and Jiang Huan pretend to be, he doesn't know whether it is true or false.

As for the piece of animal skin, it doesn't matter whether Lin Yun takes it out or not. It is just a letter whose authenticity cannot be verified.

The real token is the jade pendant, plus Wei Wuji's disruptive assist.

Wei Wuji is famous in the ancient holy city. Although Yue Buqun has never seen him, he has heard about him from people who passed by recently.

Therefore, Yue Buqun believes what Wei Wuji said.

What's more, the battle between Lin Yun and Wei Wuji just now was indeed extremely dangerous and life-threatening.

With Yue Buqun's eyes, he didn't see that the two of them had put on a show for him.

Through this show, Yue Buqun now regards Lin Yun and Jiang Huan as his family.

"Shaoqun! Muqun! Please come in and talk!"

Welcome the two into the house and treat them warmly.

Lin Yun didn't want to stay any longer, and said, "Master! The time for the Holy City to close is urgent, so we can't stay here. Staying one more day will make all the hard work of you seniors go to waste."

"Yes, yes! I'll give it to you." Yue Buqun said hurriedly. Lin Yun was telling the truth. In the Ancient Holy City, every moment of time is precious.

Then, he took out a small wooden sign with a firebird on it.

"Take this with you. It will be useful at the most critical moment..."

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Yun and Jiang Huan thanked him and said goodbye.

From the moment Lin Yun got this wooden sign, he knew that it was exactly what he needed.

...

At this point, there was no more nostalgia in the Self-Abandoned City. Lin Yun and Jiang Huan crossed the invisible boundary of the Self-Abandoned City and stepped into the core secret area of ​​the Ancient Holy City.

What appeared in front of them was a lush area, where many precious spiritual medicines and fruits grew, forming a sharp contrast with the Self-Abandoned City, which was almost separated by a line.

Rich on one side, barren on the other.

When the people of the Abandoned City stood at the edge of the restriction and looked at this side, the pain in their hearts was imaginable.

However, they were also people who had entered here before, and understood what was behind the richness.

That was the lingering pain in his heart.

As long as they entered the core of the ancient holy city, it would be good to survive a narrow escape.

Therefore, the people of the Abandoned City would rather guard the barrenness and wait for the almost non-existent hope, rather than recall the past in the core.

Only those who came here for the first time were full of hope for the future.

Therefore, they entered here and excitedly collected all the spiritual medicines and fruits they could get, almost like plundering.

When Lin Yun and Jiang Huan were looking at the lush vegetation, they could no longer find bright spiritual medicines and fruits.

However, Lin Yun still picked up some inconspicuous spiritual medicines.

Grass with a color similar to that of soil and stone.

Fruits with strange shapes covered with a layer of light silver frost.

There are also thin vines that are about to dry up...

...

They are all high-level spiritual medicines, and the ones that are taken away are only mid-level top-quality ones at best.

They didn't get the pharmacopoeia in the wooden house like Lin Yun, so they naturally couldn't recognize these inconspicuous things.

Even Jiang Huan admired them.

This is not because the eldest brother is lucky, but because he is stronger than others.

Therefore, no matter when, good things are prepared for the real strong.

That's the reason.

After walking through the lush vegetation area, the scene in front of you is not so beautiful.

There are huge cracks everywhere in front of you, deep gullies crisscross, tall ancient trees leaning east and west, and some roots stretching to the sky...

All of these are traces left by a war. Although a long time has passed, the solemn and murderous meaning has not diminished at all.

"Brother! Look... there are still fresh bones there..."

Jiang Huan exclaimed and pointed in a direction.

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