Sword Dao Alchemy

"Lin Yun! Am I the most beautiful woman in the world now?"

The Emperor, who was shrouded in divine light, suddenly asked.

"Is that so?"

Lin Yun nodded. At this time, he more or less understood the meaning of this withered heart.

Beauty exists in people's hearts, not in their eyes.

The beauty in the eyes is amazing, but the beauty in the heart can last forever.

Moreover, the beauty in the eyes varies from person to person, and is ultimately determined by the thoughts in their hearts.

At this moment, the Emperor in Lin Yun's eyes is undoubtedly beautiful.

But that's all, it only exists on the surface.

"I'm so happy that you can say that!"

The Emperor smiled like a little girl.

"You like me very much, right..."

The Emperor asked shyly, his eyes full of expectation.

"Like?" Lin Yun smiled faintly and said, "That's not the case... at most we are friends."

"If the princess feels that this kind of relationship is not enough, you can take a step back."

The Emperor's shy face suddenly stiffened.

"What's a step back?"

She asked in a trembling voice, her heart was dark.

"It's just a relationship of mutual use." Lin Yun answered calmly.

In the temple, with his words, there was a wind rising in the dark, slowly sweeping towards people.

Like an undercurrent surrounding people, the cold breath penetrated into the human body...

"It's just a relationship of use?"

The Emperor smiled sadly.

Suddenly asked in a stern voice: "Then why did you help me?"

"Why not let me die in the forest?"

"Tell me... why did you do that?"

Facing the Emperor's questioning, Lin Yun sneered and said: "I'm just doing what I can."

"As for whether you accept it, that's up to you..."

"You are so easy to shirk..." The Emperor smiled sadly.

"You helped me... and took my heart away..."

"You must be responsible for this!"

The Emperor screamed, tears falling like rain.

"As if all this has become my fault?" Lin Yun sneered.

"In the end... my conscience became the reason for you to kidnap me..."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"I only do things from my heart... I will not accept your kidnapping!"

Lin Yun's voice was like thunder, shaking in the dark temple...

The King of England was struck by lightning and collapsed under the dazzling bluestone.

The scriptures on the bluestone began to change, and mysterious information permeated from it...

"You... you are so heartless!"

"Are you going to leave a weak woman like me here to guard this huge empire?"

"How can you bear to treat me like this?"

"Can you help me?"

The King of England sat on the ground and begged sadly.

"If I can't bear it... then everyone I see in the world wants me to be heartless, how can I have such a big heart?"

"How can everyone in the world want the same thing? How can I satisfy them?"

"So, my heart can only be as indifferent as the wind."

"You don't have to ask for rewards for doing things, but you must never be bound by them!"

Lin Yun smiled faintly, and the meaning of withering heart was already evident in his voice.

But it interacted with the scripture on the bluestone and produced a reaction.

Instantly, lightning flashed on the bluestone and crackled.

"Ah... Is it my God of Yunmeng who is about to descend to the world?"

"Please ask the gods to punish him and make him change his mind..."

The Queen pleaded as she looked at the dazzling bluestone.

Suddenly, she stabbed her chest with a short sword.

Blood spurted out and hit the bluestone.

"If you can't make him change his mind, let me die..."

She screamed wildly, which was chilling.

"You actually threatened to die..."

"It's really a matter of life and death!"

"But... if everyone in the world threatened to die, what's the difference between that and hell?"

Lin Yun sneered.

"This is absolutely useless!"

Lin Yun said decisively.

"Swish!"

The blood sword on the bluestone rushed out and bombarded Lin Yun.

"Oh! That's what the withered heart means!"

"My heart is like the breeze, his heart is like a stone; the breeze meets the stone, and it surrounds it without noticing. The breeze blows away the worldly dust, how can it be entrusted to the stone? When it roars between heaven and earth, it will roam freely with its heart!"

Lin Yun silently recited a sentence and pointed casually.

The words he recited turned into the whistling breeze, easily rolling back the violent blood-colored long sword and hitting the bluestone.

"Crack!"

A passage was opened on the bluestone by the blood sword.

Lin Yun rushed into the passage.

The Emperor wanted to rush in, but was pushed back by a mysterious force.

"Ah! God... Why don't you punish that ruthless person and let him escape?"

"You don't pity me so much, what's the point of me living?"

The Emperor roared angrily, drew his sword and cut towards his throat...

"Boom!"

The thunder in the temple reappeared, hitting her, making her whole body numb, and the short sword fell to the ground.

"Emperor Ying! If you continue to be stubborn, you will bring disaster to the people and ruin your Yunmeng Empire!"

A stern voice sounded in the void.

Emperor Ying prostrated on the ground in fear.

"God, calm down. Emperor Ying will never dare to do it again!"

She begged bitterly.

"I hope you can forget the past and manage your people well!"

The voice in the void softened a little.

"The Emperor will definitely be able to do it..."

"Okay! If you treat the people sincerely, this temple can also bless your small country of Yunmeng!"

"Otherwise, you will be punished by God!"

As the stern voice in the void fell, the temple was dark.

The bluestone was still cold, and everything seemed like a dream.

It was just that the corpses all over the ground and the silent sobbing of the Emperor made the dreamlike past seem so real.

...

Lin Yun stood on a bluestone beside the ancient road.

There were two words engraved on the bluestone.

"Yunmeng!"

"Heh! Yunmeng! It really seems like a dream!"

"But it was definitely not a dream!"

Lin Yun jumped off the bluestone and smiled at the two words on it.

"Of course it's not a dream!"

A voice sounded.

Lin Yun looked over and saw an old man with neat clothes and gray hair standing beside him without knowing when.

"The small country of Yunmeng exists in a very remote place on the mainland. There are no popular cultivation techniques in the big world, but it is a place where people's hearts are fickle."

"Brother, you can go there and feel the meaning of the withered heart. It's really a cause for celebration!"

The old man smiled, but bowed slightly to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Lin Yun is also lucky! I didn't know the elder was coming. Please forgive me. Lin Yun is here to be polite!"

Lin Yun respectfully bowed to the elder.

"Brother Lin, there is no need for such a big gift. You and I will be brothers in the future!"

The old man hurriedly helped Lin Yun up and said: "I am Qiufeng, and I am ordered to welcome Brother Lin!"

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