Chapter 395

But since Ling Yun catches it, he should hold it. In Wu You's opinion, it's like someone saying that he wants to practice sword, so the sword in his hand should never leave his palm, otherwise he can't repair it.

Fuyuan can hold it. That's his own.

Wu You flicks his finger, and the original restless intention of the sword gradually quiets down. However, the sword practitioners in Zhenbei city can feel the strange change just now. Zheng Zheng is staring at Ling Yun with deep eyes. Is he clumsy?

The three brothers on the wall are close to each other. The big horizontal sword is on the knee. It is not well-known in Kyushu. There are few records about it in Zhenbei City, but no one denies his strength. After all, this sword repair named Dugu is a real outstanding man after the generation of sword sage Mei QingHan. He has been practicing sword for only 50 years, and he is not born with the ability to repair sword, It has come to the point that many sword practitioners can't reach in their life.

As Ling Yunxiu steps into selflessness, the white robed Dharma appears naturally behind him. From the center of his brow, the golden words are wandering like golden dragons, and the sword chants come out of Lingyun's Dantian Qi mansion.

Shangwu got up and hit several martial arts moves, but he pressed the vision down. But just a moment later, he had the strength of Chongxiao sword, trying to break the fist.

Wu You sneered: "some people don't live in peace."

The warrior blew his beard. "Did you expect that?"

"I don't know. I'm not going to suppress this vision." Wu you doesn't care. In fact, he is quite clear about Ling Yun's mind. He is more eager to become a sword practitioner than anyone else, and more than anyone else, he wants the world to know that the child who can't practice sword and doesn't have much success in it can practice sword now, and it's not bad to practice sword.

Chen Diao Temple raises his eyes. People who have experienced the low ebb of life, when they really hold the sword, express their gloomy spirit quickly. When they open their mouth later, they will be shocked.

The realm is loose again. Ling Yun immediately stops meditating and turns to Chen Diao temple. Chen Diao Temple shrugs, "I'm giving you a present."

It's easy to throw the sword to Ling Yun. When Ling Yun receives the sword, he whispers the long sword in his hand. He is especially happy. He looks as usual and pulls out the sword. Immediately, the meaning of the sword in Zhenbei city moves.

Wu you took out his ear and shriveled his mouth. "Is the wild world rich in bear heart and leopard gall?"

Dugu squinted at Wu you, and Wu You scolded, "what are you looking at? Have the ability to hit me. "

Dugu continued to look into the distance, and his husband said he should respect the old man.

"Hey, you little boy, how dare you teach me a lesson?" Wu You scolded, "after decades of practice, I have no prospects. I don't have any fame. How can you be arrogant?"

"The useless gentleman who can call you to come here, do you think he dares to stare at me?" Wu you is in a good mood today.

Dugu said faintly: "jealous?"

"I'm jealous of a hammer."

"Oh."

I'm too lazy to deal with it. I don't know if I can kill several big demons in the wild world this time. If I can kill a higher throne, the VIP will come in vain. Which throne is better to kill? Later is too weak, those who want to cut forward can't, or else they will go to the wild world and cut off their lines?

Ling Yun hones his own sword spirit by virtue of Zhenbei city's ten thousand year sword spirit. In fact, it's a great chance for him to become a man by virtue of other people's way.

But Ling Yun doesn't seem willing, or he doesn't care at all.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a tyrant, but only Ling Yun himself knows what he needs. When his body was broken, his original intention was to polish it into a sharp sword. This ten thousand year sword will not only sharpen his own sword spirit, but also refine his body. There is no big cause and effect entanglement, which will really make him lose his short-term recovery ability, But such a loss, for Lingyun himself, is a very good thing.

With the moment when Lingyun started to build his sword, it seemed that there was a spring water rippling out of him, and then there were the ups and downs of the mountains, which looked like a beautiful landscape painting. The spring water and mountains were blooming everywhere, and the flying flowers were killing.

A big sun rose from behind the mountains. It was full of light and sword Qi. It taught people not to look directly at the light and the sword Qi.

As the sun goes down, there will be a small autumn wind. The wind blows and leaves fall. Everything withers and the sword is strong.

He evolves four seasons, spring flowers, summer, autumn wind, winter snow, four seasons change, killing power layer upon layer, everywhere.

The sword in Ling Yun's hand is turned over, and the scenery of the four seasons is condensed. All of them gather on one sword. One sword comes out, and the main road and grain follow each other. The sword is cold, cold and sharp.

When the sword returns to its sheath, Ling Yun takes a breath and returns it to Yi Yi. Yi Yi nods with a smile. All the sword practitioners in the city are in a state of mind. You know, they haven't seen Yi Jian Xian smile a little in recent years.

Dugu took back his obscure vision, and the front part was flashy. Fortunately, he took back the back part and simplified it. Otherwise, he would teach him how to practice sword.

"In the past, it was more important than art. Now, with the coexistence of art and Taoism, and with more practice, one day we can achieve sword cultivation." Easy to say gently.

Ling Yun nodded slightly, stretched a stretch, and his bones crackled, but he didn't intend to practice boxing. His eyes drifted to the direction of Pei Fu. Chen Diao Temple covered his mouth and snickered. I called your father if he could enter.

Ling Yun stands in front of Pei Fu's door, while Shen Wan and Sikong guard in front of the door. In fact, they all like Ling Yun very much. They can guard for the old master and his wife, but they can go to the wild world when their strength is not so good. When they come back, they are all ill and have a good journey. Only the young lady just told them not to let Ling Yun in, They also have no way. Ling Yun takes two jars of wine out of the square inch things and looks around. "Grandma Shen Wan, grandfather Sikong, this is a good wine. If you only say that the taste is not long, it's a good thing to soak tiger bone and wolf bone, ten demons and tonic respectively."

Shen Wan and Sikong's family were cheated by a wolf demon of ten realms at the beginning. They were ambushed and eaten raw by a tiger demon of twelve realms. He also intended to send these two jars of wine.

Sikong took over the wine jar and said with a smile, "it can't buy me off."

Ling Yun smacked his tongue to himself, "it's OK. I've seen her on the wall. This is my travel notes in the wild world." Ling Yun took out a book from his arms, which he wrote down when he was warming up on the Fusang tree in that small world. "It's the book he sent."

Shen Wan took it and looked at Sikong. The two old men turned to one side again. Anyway, they didn't intend to give in.

Ling Yun coughed softly, "then I'll go first?"

"Go ahead, go ahead." Sikong waved, Lingyun turned around and left.

After Ling Yun left, Qi Muling and others came out of the corner and reached out to Sikong. He said with a smile, "well, old Sikong, I'll say that he doesn't dare to break in?"

"I can't get in. I'm not brave enough to go to the wild world." Bao Ya sneered, a face of ridicule, to the demon clan before the battle, how dare so big, now not?

"Bang!"

Ling Yun flew out of Pei's house upside down. After a long time, he stood still. He looked as usual and said calmly, "what are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen the martial arts man resist the wind?"

"See is seen, the wind can hit people?" Yan CI refers to the canthus.

"I'm not familiar with it. Did it hit the wall?" Ling Yun didn't care.

"What wall can give the eyes of bajingwufu a kiss?" Asked the confidant.

Ling Yun put his hands on his back and threw a fist at Sikong. "Grandfather Sikong, I'll talk when I have time. I'll go to the pub first."

However, Ling Yun flew out of the side yard again when he was half full of incense. This time, he was directly hanging on the tree. Qi Muling rushed over. Ling Yun turned over and lay on the tree and patted his tiny footprints on his chest. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen anyone sleeping on the tree?"

"Yes."

Qi Muling and others forced themselves to smile, but it was hard to remember that they had lost a lot of money. The second shopkeeper was really brave.

But it seems that red mice can win a good deal.

Ling Yun rubbed his chest and bared his teeth. He didn't recover until the evening. He didn't lay a heavy hand on Pei Lixia. Otherwise, he would have to talk for several days.

Baoya sent out a heartrending scream, "well, you red skin mouse, you pit me!"

Chen Diao Temple sipped a sip of wine and took ten pieces of Lingyuan. "What I said is that you can't go in, and I didn't say you can't go from other places."

"So it's a draw, but I'm in business, right? So the dealer is big! "

"No!" Boya held her purse in her hands, just like a miser.

Chen Diao temple said bitterly: "you don't have any gambling goods!"

In Zhenbei City, it doesn't matter whether you have wine or not. If you don't have gambling products, it's a real outsider. Even if it's a joke, you will definitely suffer a big loss at the gambling table.

And if it's OK for others to say this, it's not good for the two brothers to jump out of their mouths. Even if they don't play this game with them in the future, they will be trapped.

Baoya gnashes her teeth and throws out the money bag. Ling Yun glances at Chen Diao temple. I'll be the gambler. Your elder martial brother is really bullshit. Ling Yun touches his wine pot. Baoya and their silly children are going to cry bitterly tonight. I don't know if they are hiding in the corner? My trip to the wilderness is really in vain.

Ling Yun and Chen Diao Temple look at each other. There is a spark between them. Ling Yun goes to Chen Diao temple and knocks on the table. "As a senior brother, it's right to take care of his business. A bowl of wine costs 20 yuan. If you sit down and drink, you'll get five yuan more."

"Hey, don't worry about talking. Look at those elders who squatted on the roadside. Which realm is not higher than you, killing demons is not more powerful than you, and no one sat down, so you come to sit down?"

Chen Diao Temple immediately stood up, ran outside with a bowl, pulled Zhou Tong squatting on one side, with a smile on his face, "brother Zhou, hey, long time no see."

"Go away!"

Zhou Tong moved his butt and turned to one side.