Chapter 1900

Tiandao Sect, Purple Thunder Peak.

Wang Ziyue, Chen Zhong, Ouyang He and Yuan Chen, who had a relatively good relationship with Lin Yun, had just come out of Purple Thunder Peak.

"Qingtian is not at Zilei Peak this night. Where did he go?"

Wang Ziyue sighed softly.

Chen Zhong and the other three also looked puzzled.

At first, Lin Yun didn't come to the dojo, and there were only a few rumors that Lin Yun was driven away by Tianxuan Sword Master, but now it's almost half a month old.

Lin Yun never showed up, so the whole Tiandao Sect knew about it, and there was an uproar and everything was said.

The strangest thing is that Lin Yun seemed to have disappeared, and Tiandao Sect could not find him at all.

"He's not at Purple Thunder Peak, and no one has seen him leave the sect. Where has this guy gone?" Chen Zhong pinched his chin and said strangely.

They were not close friends with Ye Qingtian, and only Wang Ziyue had a slightly deeper friendship.

However, after all, they had met each other, and they were still more concerned about his whereabouts. The fact that he was driven away by Tianxuan Sword Master was full of doubts.

"In half a month, Mr. Wushuang from the Shinto Pavilion is coming. If he doesn't come, Saint Youlan may be seduced away by someone."

Wang Ziyue sighed softly.

This Master Wushuang comes from the Kagura family. He is handsome, wealthy, proficient in music, and practices spiritual patterns in the Shinto Pavilion.

When I first saw Bai Shuying from a distance, I thought about him day and night and tried my best to pursue him.

Bai Shuying is one of the more well-known suitors. It is said that many people within the Bai family want to bring the two together.

This Master Wushuang, regardless of his appearance, family background and spiritual talent, is worthy of Bai Shuying.

The most important thing is that everyone in Tiandao Sect knows that Bai Shuying is good at music and proficient in various musical instruments.

The six holy places in the Eastern Wasteland often communicate with each other. There are rumors that Master Wushuang entered the Shinto Pavilion because of this.

This was also the reason why Wang Ziyue was anxious to find Lin Yun.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find it, and Ye Qingtian himself didn't leave any message.

This guy doesn't care about himself, so why should I worry about him?

Wang Ziyue shook his head, and was a little annoyed that Lin Yun didn't show up for a long time.

"I heard that the clan leader of the Ye family is also looking for him. After Ye Qinghong took the order, he was also looking for him quietly." Yuan Chen whispered.

Ouyang He smiled and said: "Not only him, Bai Yizhou, Zhang Kuihe and Jamel Xiao are also paying close attention to him?"

"Let's go back to Youlan Courtyard first. I hope nothing happens to this guy." Wang Ziyue said.

…

The square in front of Wuchen Palace.

Lin Yun didn't know that Wang Ziyue was searching for him.

He dispersed the Ten Thousand Stars Seal, and the silver glow on his body was immediately like flowing liquid, and was absorbed by the silver sword pills.

Then he sat cross-legged and digested the extra information in his mind.

It was digestion rather than comprehension. Right now, his mind was buzzing, and the sudden extra information made it impossible for him to distract himself from anything else.

After two hours, Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes.

Then he spread his arms and jumped into the air, dancing his sword in the square in front of the palace. He didn't have much plan, he just danced casually.

Following the many scriptures I just digested and simply expressing the artistic conception, it is very rough and cannot be said to be a practice.

But after one dance, Lin Yun's blood flowed all over his body, and the energy of Nirvana filled his body, making him feel indescribably happy.

The sharp edge between his eyebrows is even more terrifying.

"What a good swordsmanship... let's call you Deadwood Swordsmanship for now."

Lin Yun sheathed his sword with a slight smile on his face.

Tianxuan Sword Master did not leave a name for his swordsmanship, so Lin Yun could only take one of the moves and give it a random name.

He had just tried it a little bit and already knew that the power of this sword technique was much more powerful than the Thirteen Firefly Swords.

Just when he was about to go back, Lin Yun stopped and looked back with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The sound of the Xiqin was still ringing, even though it was already late at night.

Lin Yun thought for a moment and finally understood.

Compared with the other instruments played by Bai Shuying, this Xi Qin is quite unsatisfactory, and its artistic conception is much different.

She could barely play 30% of the artistic conception of Erquan Yingyue. She must be practicing.

However, Xi Qin is not that easy to practice. It seems simple, but there are many ways to do it.

Suddenly Lin Yun thought of something and muttered: "Xiao Bingfeng, I remember you said that the Holy Immortal Pond is usually a forbidden area."

"Yes."

"Apart from Bai Shuying, it would be difficult for others to get in, right?"

"Well, except for certain days, few people can go to the Holy Immortal Pond."

When Xiao Bingfeng said this, she suddenly said: "Lin Yun, you don't want to go to the Holy Immortal Pond, do you?"

Lin Yun was noncommittal.

He didn't think it was a spur-of-the-moment idea. Xiao Bingfeng urged him several times before, but Lin Yun felt that the timing was not right.

"Go and have a look. If something goes wrong, pull back. You can show the way."

Lin Yun was very decisive and the opportunity was fleeting.

Now that it is certain that Bai Shuying is not here, it is the perfect time to go to the Holy Immortal Pond to see what the sun and moon patterns are all about.

"Hehe, okay, I can't wait for a long time." Xiao Bingfeng said with great excitement.

Lin Yun was much calmer. He had already realized that there might be a great mystery behind the sun and moon divine pattern.

Even if it is found, it may not be easily taken away.

No matter what, he had to understand it first, because deep down in his heart he didn't want to see little Bingfeng hurt again.

Even though this girl was usually carefree, Lin Yun knew in his heart that he owed the emperor the most.

…

After a little preparation, Lin Yun took advantage of the vast darkness and flew towards the mountain peak where the Holy Immortal Pond was located.

He has a spiritual formation arranged by Little Bingfeng. As long as he doesn't fight with anyone, his physical body will blend perfectly with the night.

Coupled with the Turtle God's ability to restrain his aura, it would be difficult to detect his presence unless he was a strong person in the Holy Realm.

At the foot of the mountain, flowers bloom.

"A lot of guards..."

Xiao Bingfeng said in surprise.

Different from the last time I came here, this time there were disciples patrolling at the foot of the mountain, including a Jinwu Guard.

The Jinwu Guards were held by peak saint disciples who retired, and all of them had semi-sage cultivation levels and their strength was extremely astonishing.

"There was no semi-saint guarding me before."

"Youlan Courtyard is not a vegetable garden. After you broke through last time, you will definitely strengthen your defense."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered and he said calmly: "But this also shows that there is indeed something strange about the Holy Immortal Pond."

"Do you want to wear a mask?" Xiao Bingfeng wanted to give him the Silver Moon Mask.

Lin Yun thought for a while but still didn't bring it.

If he is not wearing a mask and is discovered, there is still a glimmer of hope. At least the people of the Tiandao Sect will still be wary of the Great Sage Long Yun.

Wearing a mask, no one knows his identity, and even if he is beaten to death, there is no way to avenge him.

"Let's go."

Lin Yun's feet did not touch the ground, so he floated across the foot of the mountain, and passed through the guards at the foot of the mountain in a flash.

Many of the disciples did not respond, except for the Jinwu Guard who looked at him for a moment.

Then he swept over with half-saint power, and when he found no response, he closed his eyes again.

The emperor still has some abilities, Lin Yun admired in his heart, the half-saint really didn't notice it.

He calmed down a lot and continued to drift forward.

The Holy Immortal Pond is on the mountainside. After passing the foot of the mountain, it becomes extremely calm. Lin Yun stalks in the dark.

"Response!"

In the secret realm of Ziyuan, Xiao Bingfeng made a seal with both hands, and the blood-gold mark between his eyebrows bloomed, and he said with great joy.
To be continued...