Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun fell from the sky and landed in a palace with an excellent location.

It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the vegetation is splendid.

The palace is magnificent, and the pavilions reach the clouds.

The coexistence of simplicity and luxury, ruggedness and elegance.

But they complement each other, and the contrast and blend into one.

Such a design is definitely from the hands of a master.

And the people who live here are naturally extraordinary.

Obviously, this is his residence in the Shanhe Sect.

Lin Yun looked around, it was very deserted, and there was no one in sight.

Suddenly, an old man came in a hurry.

He was still a six-star martial sect.

Even if the Shanhe Sect is powerful, the status of a six-star martial sect will not be very high, but it will definitely not be too low.

The old man walked quickly to Lin Yun, bowed and said: "I think it must be Senior Brother Lin who has arrived. Elder Lan told me a few days ago to wait on Senior Brother Lin in Yanyun Palace!"

"Old senior! Why is this so? Lin Yun will ask you more in the future!" Lin Yun said hurriedly.

However, he also knew that this must be someone who had basically reached the end of his cultivation in the Shanhe Sect and could not go any further, and he could not get any position as an elder or deacon in the sect.

He could only go to those big families and work for those families.

At this time, he was sent to me, which was not a bad job.

On the contrary, if they were true disciples, as long as they practiced without any accidents, they would naturally have a very high status in the sect in the future.

When one person succeeds, all the chickens and dogs will rise to heaven.

People like them who followed early would naturally get endless benefits, which was much better than being just an ordinary elder or deacon.

"Brother Lin! I dare not! Just tell me if you have anything to do." The old man retreated repeatedly and did not dare to let Lin Yun help him.

Lin Yun was no longer polite and asked, "What's your name?"

"Replying to Brother Lin, I am Li Youcheng!"

"Good! Very good." Lin Yun nodded frequently, and this name seemed very good.

He threw a purse over casually.

"From now on, all expenses in Yanyun Palace will be paid from this."

"There are a few pills in it, which are yours, and may be of some help to you."

Li Youcheng took the purse and opened it, and was stunned.

There were millions of obsidian crystals and five pills in it.

And those five pills were all good things that he would not buy normally.

"Brother Lin! This... these are too much..."

"Just keep a record of the extra ones." Lin Yun waved his hand casually.

"Brother Lin, I will select some outstanding disciples to serve here, they must be eager for it." Li Youcheng expressed his loyalty excitedly.

"Oh! No need... I like quietness. From now on, only you and I will live here. If it gets dirty, just find someone to clean it up every once in a while."

Lin Yun ordered, and then said: "Take me to see here first, I want to plan what to do in the future."

"Brother, please!"

Li Youcheng took Lin Yun to walk around Yanyun Palace.

"Council Hall..."

"Heart-resting Hall..."

"Scripture Reading Pavilion..."

...

After a round, Lin Yun went to the Sutra Reading Pavilion by the lake to look at the classics stored inside.

After a rough look, many of them were rare skills and techniques in the outside world.

But here, they are the standard equipment for true disciples, and every true disciple has a set.

Lin Yun did not look at the vast skills and techniques first, but first looked at the situation of the sect and the things to pay attention to in cultivation.

"The true disciples do not have a dedicated elder as a master."

"Every month, the elders in the elders' hall of the sect come to give lectures and teachings, and you can choose to listen freely..."

"The first elder in the elders' hall teaches once a year, and the sect master teaches once every ten years. These are all good opportunities..."

"It's just ten years... For me, it's a bit long..."

"The practice is also quite loose, allowing the true disciples to practice on their own..."

"The important places and secret places in the sect's martial arts courtyard are all accessible at will..."

"There are also resources worth 200,000 obsidian crystals every month..."

"Sure enough...Practicing in such a super sect is not only twice as effective, but also a thousand miles a day..."

...

Lin Yun looked for a long time and basically understood the situation of the sect.

At this time, the sect also sent people over.

Welcome the elders who came to the meeting hall.

Seeing that Lin Yun was deserted here, the elders were unwilling to stay any longer.

Briefly explain the affairs of the sect.

Then explain the things and resources that Lin Yun should have, and leave in a hurry.

Lin Yun also told Li Youcheng a few words and went out.

Now, the first thing Lin Yun considered was not to find a good place to practice.

Instead, he decided to find a better weapon.

He gave the Purple Frost Sword to someone, and he also encountered suitable weapons along the way.

Without a good weapon, the strength is indeed discounted.

Although Fenghan Pavilion used his hand as a sword and killed Mu Yunpeng in seconds.

But that kind of strength can only be exerted in that place, that kind of place.

Otherwise, if he changed to another place, without a suitable weapon, he wanted to kill Mu Yunpeng, and he would probably have to fight for a thousand moves, when both of them were exhausted.

Mu Yunpeng is definitely not weak, and he cast the Martial Emperor Dao with the Five Elements Plum Blossom. His realm is three stars higher, so it is normal to fight to that level.

So, now... a good weapon seems very important.

Lin Yun went out and went to the Shenglianfang in the sect...

...

In the mysterious secret place of the Muyun family, an old man sat cross-legged under a tree, staring at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze.

A middle-aged man came in a hurry.

"Ancestor, there is news from the Fenghan Ancient Road that Fenghan Pavilion is closed and no one can open it again..."

"What?" The old man was suddenly startled, and his dim eyes stared at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was like being stared at by the god of death, and he dared not raise his head or breathe.

"Where is Mu Yunpeng?"

"No news, no one who entered Fenghan Pavilion that day came out, I'm afraid they have met with an accident... Of course, it is also possible that they are trapped inside..."

"No one came out?" The old man's voice was low, but it made the middle-aged man feel heartbroken.

"Ah... Ancestor, I was wrong... According to the news I just received, the Lan family brought a disciple named Lin Yun into the sect, who is also a true disciple of the Wuhuang Academy."

"But... According to the news from Fenghan Pavilion, one of the people who entered Fenghan Pavilion is called Lin Yun. Could it be the same person?"

"Not a matter of fact!" The old man turned around and continued to look at his floating clouds.

"It's a certainty... Don't you know the Lan family's style of doing things?"

The old man looked at the floating clouds and said weakly.

"Mu Yunpeng must be dead. It seems... The resources of my Muyun family have been wasted again..."

"It's a waste, it's a waste. At worst, we can train another one..."

"But... The Lan family must not let him have an easy life..."

"Especially this Lin Yun... We must not let him grow up..."

"But... Be careful when doing things, don't cause trouble..."

"What the ancestor ordered is... I will definitely do it well..."

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