Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun rushed out of the crack without any hesitation.

Outside the crack was a deep valley, like a huge bucket with no top, filled with mist.

The raging gale had subsided, and only a weak wind was blowing the mist, wisps of it...

Lin Yun passed through the mist and approached the beast emperor.

As he got closer, the beast gradually emerged in the mist.

It was a huge golden lion, but with a pair of unicorn horns on its head, it looked even more majestic.

He was soaking in a divine spring, and more than a dozen huge divine gold chains bound him to the surrounding cliffs.

Between his front paws and neck, there was a wound about a foot in size, filled with dazzling sword energy, constantly flying and tearing in the wound, and fist-sized blood beads were thrown out from it like raindrops...

And this scene has lasted for millions of years, and the torture was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At this time, the unicorn lion's sharp eyes were fixed on Lin Yun.

Looks fierce, but has no malice.

He even deliberately controlled his pain, so as not to hurt Lin Yun with his angry breath.

Although Lin Yun's painkiller pills are good, they can only maintain their effectiveness for a while.

If they cannot be eradicated, this pain may not take long before it will take his life.

"Why do you suffer this pain, senior?"

Lin Yun bowed slightly and asked respectfully.

"Humph! This is all thanks to you, the human race!"

The Qilin Lion said angrily, feeling a little excited, and the breath in his mouth and nose became heavier.

A sharp gale suddenly rose and blew Lin Yun away.

He realized the knot, and hurriedly suppressed his emotions, and the gale subsided.

Lin Yun flew back in a bit of embarrassment.

"Talking to the senior... this is not a small risk..."

Lin Yun made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"Oh! Little brother..."

"Sorry! I get angry when I mention that old bastard..."

The Qilin Lion expressed his apology.

This time, he controlled his emotions and did not blow Lin Yun away because of the "old bastard".

"You... come and stand on the tip of my nose, it's safer that way..."

The Kirin Lion invited.

Although Lin Yun felt that this was a bit rude, it was also true.

So, he did not refuse it hypocritically.

"Senior! I'm sorry."

Lin Yun flew over and landed on the tip of the Kirin Lion's wide nose, and sat down.

Although it was very oppressive to face the two bright eyes of the Kirin Lion like a cave, at least there was no danger of being blown away.

After all, if the Kirin Lion suddenly lost control of his emotions and exploded in anger, it was entirely possible to tear Lin Yun, who was in front of his mouth and nose, apart in an instant.

"Senior! Can you briefly tell me about your injury? I may be able to solve your problem." Lin Yun asked.

"Alas!"

The Kirin Lion sighed.

After a moment of silence, he suppressed his excited emotions again and again, and then began to narrate.

"Back then, I went to explore an ancient secret realm with Tang Mo from the Tianwu Kingdom."

"We worked together to overcome difficulties..."

"Finally, we found a treasure that could change the trajectory of our cultivation..."

"But at the critical moment, Tang Mo wanted to take the treasure for himself..."

"He suddenly attacked."

"If I hadn't reacted very quickly, I'm afraid I would have died by now."

"Even so, it left an indelible wound on my body, which has caused me pain until now!"

Speaking of this, although the Qilin Lion was in pain, his emotions calmed down a lot and he was no longer angry.

Obviously, after suffering for a long time, talking to others is also a good painkiller.

"I didn't expect that the senior still had contact with the strong men of the Tianwu Kingdom. It's really hard to imagine." Lin Yun smiled slightly.

"Hehe! What's the big deal."

The Qilin Lion sneered.

"I know you are also here to conquer my Demonic Land, but you were plotted against, and everyone else was destroyed here, leaving you as the only poor person."

"In fact... the dispute between the Kingdom of God and the Demonic Land is just a game between high-level figures."

"Perhaps there is also an essential conflict between the two."

"But the essential conflict between them involves too many aspects."

"The essential problem is often earth-shaking..."

"Whoever does not practice well and does earth-shaking things can only destroy himself without any benefit."

"Whether it is human, demon or even other races, they just hope to find a place for their own survival in this world."

"If it is just to destroy If the world is destroyed, who would be willing to practice cultivation? Just find a place to die. "

"Obviously, this is not the path that the civilization of heaven and earth should take."

"Therefore, for almost all practitioners in the world, the first thing to consider is their own survival."

"But... in this process of survival, it is inevitable that there will be problems of one kind or another..."

"If the problem can be solved internally, it is not a problem..."

"When the problem within oneself cannot be solved... then find a way to transfer it to the outside."

"Now, the war between the human land and the demon land is just to solve the problems that have arisen within oneself."

"When the internal problems are solved... those high-ranking figures will naturally reach a reconciliation."

"In the end, it is only you people at the bottom who suffer, serving as cannon fodder for others in vain..."

"So, there is no irreconcilable contradiction."

"The superficial harmony may also be the prelude to the outbreak of conflict."

"Similarly... the superficial tension may be the deal behind the scenes."

"The relationship between the human race and the demon land has lasted for who knows how many years, and this balance has never been broken.".

"And at unknown times and places, there are many opportunities for human masters to cooperate with the demons."

"It's just... I was unlucky and ran into a shameless guy."

The Qilin Lion said slowly, and his emotions were surprisingly stable.

Obviously, this kind of thing is not surprising.

He even let it go when Tang Mo attacked him.

He can only blame himself for not seeing people clearly, what else can he do.

The matter of cultivation is not only to strengthen oneself, but also to be able to distinguish the people and things around.

Any failure to do well will put oneself in a place of no return.

The situation in front of the Qilin Lion is much better than the situation of no return.

Otherwise, he would have been destroyed and turned into dry bones.

And the successful person, no matter how he achieved it, will be praised.

The loser can only turn into dry bones and become a model of ridicule.

In the end, he will become a topic of conversation after dinner.

Therefore, the luck of the Qilin Lion comes from his strong strength.

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