Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun, Mo Yunshan and the third elder walked on the clouds in the void and headed for Liuhe Sect.

The Shengyuan Continent is not suitable for using starships as a means of transportation.

There are too many artificial rules and restrictions on the continent. The cost of starships here is more than a thousand times that of outside the continent, which is not cost-effective.

Even other slower and smaller means of transportation or magic weapons are not cheap.

For those who travel freely with their own power, there is no such cost.

Therefore, except for those who need to show off, most of the others do it physically.

Of course, the speed of the sacred strong is definitely not slow. In an instant, it is a distance that ordinary people cannot walk far in their lifetime.

But the Shengyuan Continent is also vast and boundless.

It takes more than ten days to walk from the Mo family to Liuhe Sect at the speed of Lin Yun and others.

On this day, there were fewer and fewer floating clouds in front of us, but mist was everywhere.

The mist reflected the sunlight, but it formed a wonder like the rippling sea in the void.

There was a black dot in front of us, suspended above the rippling mist like water waves.

As they approached, they found that it was a person.

Holding a fishing rod, he was fishing in the mist.

"What is this person fishing for?"

"Is there a rare fish in the void that we can't see?"

Mo Yunshan looked at her ancestor, the third elder, with a puzzled look.

The third elder was about to say something.

Suddenly his face changed drastically, as if he remembered something.

"He is here to cause trouble..."

"Go away..."

He exclaimed, grabbed Lin Yun and Mo Yunshan and was about to run away.

"Humph! You disturbed my fish... Where are you going..."

With a cold shout, clouds and mist swept over from all directions, instantly dispersing the three people and losing them in the clouds and mist.

Lin Yun turned a few times in the air and suddenly stood firm.

It seemed that someone supported him.

Looking closely, there was a middle-aged man with a white face and long beard standing in front of him, who was very elegant.

But he was barefoot and holding a fishing rod, which was very inconsistent with the elegance on his face.

A strange person.

Naturally, there are strange things.

Lin Yun knew that this person was the fisherman whose back they had just seen.

"Senior, you have kidnapped Lin Yun here. I wonder what you have to say?"

Lin Yun bowed slightly and asked.

"Hmph! I heard that you are a genius in Dark Yuan Valley."

"I have a score to settle with you!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and suddenly pointed a finger.

This finger had the power to break the sky, and the power and speed were beyond the reach of Lin Yun.

But Lin Yun was definitely not a person who was waiting to die.

Even if he was defeated and died under this finger, he would never give up resistance and let others slaughter him.

The Heavenly Demon Sword came out like lightning and stabbed at the middle-aged man, which was a way of fighting that would hurt both sides.

Of course, hurting both sides was just Lin Yun's wishful thinking.

He also understood that his sword could not pierce the other party at all, and the other party could kill him.

But even so, he had to have an attitude.

So, this sword stabbed resolutely, bursting out all his strength.

"Hmph! Not bad..."

"You still dare to resist!"

"Others would have been frightened to death by this finger and would close their eyes and wait for death..."

The middle-aged man actually praised.

At the same time, the fingertip pointing at Lin Yun suddenly changed direction.

It pointed at the tip of Lin Yun's sword.

The power on the fingertip was strange, and it was like a rope tied to the Heavenly Demon Sword, trying to take the Heavenly Demon Sword away.

Lin Yun also refused to let go.

How could a cultivator let his weapon be taken away by the enemy?

If the weapon is no longer needed, you can throw it away, but you can't lose it in battle.

The weapon is another life of the cultivator.

If you want to take it, take it from the corpse!

Lin Yun desperately grabbed the Heavenly Demon Sword and never let it go.

"Heh! Not bad!"

"You can be considered a genius in the Dark Yuan Valley."

"As for the account...there was no account between you and me. I will naturally find someone to settle..."

"This is for you...it's compensation for scaring you."

The middle-aged man suddenly retreated and disappeared in the mist of nothingness.

An object flew out of the mist and rushed towards him.

Lin Yun grabbed it, but it was a crystal fish bone.

"Such a powerful power, I'm afraid that Sister Yunshan's ancestors can't take it with one blow."

The moment Lin Yun grabbed it, he felt the vast power in it.

"Live well for me, and wait until you take charge of the Dark Yuan Valley..."

"Then it makes sense to settle the account with you."

"If you die early...I will kill those two and bury them with you!"

The ethereal voice in the void came faintly.

Lin Yun knew that this seemingly leftover fish bone was actually a powerful weapon.

"Don't I have any protection?"

"Other people's things... it's useless to use them..."

"Besides, my things... others won't recognize them, and taking them out will kill you..."

"This thing... when there's no need to kill people, it's enough to take it out to scare people..."

"Not bad!"

Lin Yun muttered to himself and put the fish bones away.

Then he fell out of the mist.

Then he saw the third elder and Mo Yunshan falling out from somewhere, and the three of them gathered together again.

The three of them forced themselves to stabilize their bodies.

The surrounding mist had dissipated, and it was still blue sky and white clouds, with endless scenery.

"This devil..."

"Did he appear here just to tease us?"

The third elder said in a hateful voice.

They were not hurt, and they did not even see any human figures. They just got dizzy in the fog.

"Ancestor... what kind of demon is this?" Mo Yunshan asked with a frown. It seemed that she was not feeling well either.

"Alas! This demon..."

The third elder sighed, but he was surprised to carefully explore the surroundings and confirmed that the demon had disappeared.

Then he sighed again: "All this is because of your lie, little girl..."

"Lie? Did you say that Senior Brother Lin is a disciple of Dark Yuan Valley?" Mo Yunshan asked in surprise.

"That's right!" The third elder nodded and said: "This demon should be the legendary 'Bright Fisherman'. I haven't seen him for a long time... I didn't expect him to appear here today..."

"Bright Fisherman? What is his relationship with Dark Yuan Valley?" Mo Yunshan was even more confused.

"Of course there is a grudge!"

"He is powerful... He knows all the lies you told at home, little girl." The third elder sighed repeatedly, but his voice was full of fear.

"Could it be that the villain Ouyang Aojue told the secret?" Mo Yunshan's eyebrows were raised, and her teeth were clenched with hatred.

"No! Ouyang Aojue is a scenic spot that is not worthy of meeting others, why would he tell secrets?"

"What's more... he probably wants to deal with Senior Brother Lin, so he can only pretend to be confused. If he knew that Senior Brother Lin was from the Dark Yuan Valley, he would still take action, wouldn't he be courting death?"

"You know... Guangming Diaosou is terrifying! The Dark Yuan Valley is even worse..."

The third elder sighed helplessly.

I didn't expect a lie to bring such a big disaster.

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