Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun entered Yunlong City and first went to the Juyuan Hall set up by the Yinlong Sect in Yunlong City.

The Yinlong Sect is the royal sect of the Dongling Holy Dynasty.

The Wanzong Conference was organized by the Yinlong Sect.

When he arrived at the Juyuan Hall, there were not too many people coming and going.

After all, there was still half a month before the Wanzong Conference began.

Moreover, although there were more than ten thousand sects in the Dongling Holy Dynasty, there were only more than a hundred sects that were qualified to participate.

Therefore, when Lin Yun entered the Juyuan Hall, several elders of the Yinlong Sect were chatting inside.

When Lin Yun presented the token of the Sword Sect and the invitation from the Yinlong Sect, several elders widened their eyes and were very surprised.

The Sword Sect was a sect as famous as the Yinlong Sect in the past.

But later it gradually disappeared from the world and gradually faded out of people's sight.

In the past ten thousand years, there was almost no news about the Sword Sect.

The huge Sword Sect has also turned into a forbidden area, and no one can enter.

What is the situation of the Sword Sect now? No one in the outside world knows.

Therefore, it was normal for these elders to be surprised.

"Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

And it was normal to ask such a stupid question.

"Yes... I am Lin Yun, the youngest disciple of the Sword Sect, and also the weakest disciple..."

Lin Yun answered very seriously.

He was telling the truth.

Now there are only two people in the Sword Sect.

No matter in age or strength, he is far behind Jian Er.

The youngest and weakest is worthy of the name.

Such words made several elders respect the Sword Sect.

They could see that Lin Yun was not very old.

They could also see that Lin Yun's strength was not weak.

To be able to have such a realm and such strength at such an age, he must be a demon genius.

He is still the weakest disciple in the Sword Sect, so...the other disciples of the Sword Sect are even more amazing.

"It seems...the Sword Sect has been dormant for thousands of years, accumulating strength, waiting to make a big splash."

The elders couldn't help but sigh.

"That's natural!" Lin Yun said without blushing at all.

His attitude made several elders very unhappy.

"There are also many geniuses in our Hidden Dragon Sect. It seems that... there will be a good fight between the two sides."

Lin Yun also saw that they were unhappy, but he bowed and said, "It's hard to say... we will know when the real competition comes."

"But no matter what... for me, I will try my best to win glory for the sect."

When he said this, several elders were happy again.

"Okay! You're right..."

"People who practice... don't need to care too much about winning or losing, but about the spirit of struggle."

"Lin Yun remembers the elder's teachings." Lin Yun said respectfully.

"If there is nothing else, Lin Yun will take his leave first and prepare for the Ten Thousand Sects Conference."

"Okay! It's better to prepare early. Some disciples of some sects only know how to have fun after entering Yunlong City. In this regard, they are far worse than Senior Brother Lin."

The elders have a good impression of Lin Yun's current attitude.

"Brother Lin, go back and ask the old seniors of the Sword Sect for us."

"Lin Yun will definitely do it. I won't bother you elders."

Lin Yun bowed and retreated, and the elders behind him could be heard talking.

"The Sword Sect... is indeed a great sect with a long history. Just this Lin Yun... is stronger than many disciples of other sects..."

"The Sword Sect has come out of hiding... It is a blessing for the Holy Dynasty, and it can also relieve the worries of our Hidden Dragon Sect..."

...

Lin Yun left the Juyuan Hall and went to the Sihai Pavilion in Yunlong City.

Jiang Yuan asked him to meet there.

Of course, Jiang Yuan didn't know when Lin Yun would arrive in Yunlong City.

So, the meeting there was just to get a message, and then go directly to visit.

There is a strange stone in the Sihai Pavilion called Tianya.

If there is information left in the stone, friends far away can also come to meet.

Of course, that is a bit exaggerated.

However, the information left for a person in that stone can only be known by the person himself who comes in person and puts his hand on it.

Others cannot get it.

Lin Yun came to Sihai Pavilion and saw that the Tianya Stone was very lively.

There were a lot of people around.

But it was not easy to squeeze in.

So he went to the teahouse next to him to wait.

Lin Yun had just ordered tea and wine in a quiet elegant pavilion, and had not yet poured a cup.

A man suddenly came in from outside the elegant pavilion.

The man came in and threw out a chess piece.

In a blink of an eye, the chess piece formed a wonderful formation and closed the entire elegant pavilion into an independent space.

Then, the man sat down opposite Lin Yun.

Lin Yun saw clearly that the visitor was a guy like a teacher.

And the bead that Luo Yin transformed with his life also vibrated slightly.

Lin Yun knew... the visitor was from the Holy Art Palace.

But he poured a glass of wine and pushed it over.

"Anyone who comes is a guest, please come in!"

Who knew that the other party actually raised his hand to refuse.

"If Senior Brother Lin is willing to cooperate, then... I am also a guest, and it's okay to drink your glass of wine."

"If Senior Brother Lin is unwilling to cooperate... then I will be the one who takes your life, and you can't drink this wine."

The guy sneered sinisterly, with a ferocious light flashing in his eyes.

The powerful mental force suppressed Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was unmoved, took back the wine glass that was pushed over, and poured it out.

"You are stupid to not drink the toast and wait for the knife to eat..."

Lin Yun sneered, poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it slowly.

Although the wine in the teahouse was much worse than the wine in his treasure gourd, he drank it very deliciously.

The guy on the opposite side was a little surprised.

He was a pseudo-spiritual saint, and his mental state was much higher than Lin Yun's, but Lin Yun was able to resist his mental suppression.

But... he couldn't retreat.

If he couldn't complete the task this time, then Elder Fuyu would never let him live.

So, he couldn't retreat.

He couldn't fight Elder Fuyu, so he could only choose to deal with Lin Yun.

"Lin Yun... I know you have hidden means in your hands. In Wushuang City, the assassins of the Hunter Heaven Society died in your hands..."

"But... I'm not comparable to those ordinary martial saints. In my small Tianyuan chess formation, I have an absolute advantage..."

"As long as you have the idea of ​​killing me, your soul will be shattered and die."

"No matter how many means you have, you can't activate them..."

He threatened Lin Yun. If he could achieve his goal without taking action, then he would never choose to take action.

"Heh! It sounds like you are quite capable." Lin Yun sneered.

He continued to drink his wine, unhurriedly.

"But... if you want to get the Shengyuan chess from me to hand it over."

"I think... your means are not enough."

"So... you might as well go back first and come back when you really have the means to kill me. There is no need to waste time today."

Lin Yun sneered disdainfully, not taking this guy seriously at all.

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