After the piano and xiao ensemble finished, the two met at the old place.

In the pavilion on the top of the mountain, Luo Hua was already sitting on the piano, and looking around, there was a vast expanse of white clouds.

"Millennium Fire!"

Lin Yun saw the fine wine on the table, his eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward to open it.

"Congratulations, Brother Lin, you have successfully attacked the Seven Flowers Gathering Summit, and prepare some thin wine." Under the white gauze hat, Luo Hua smiled.

Lin Yun was speechless for a while, this Luo Hua is really generous, the thousand-year-old fire of the Mo clan seems to be endless in her hands.

"Drink mine today."

Lin Yun smiled, put away the Millennium Fire, and took out a pot of relatively special wine from his storage bag.

There are many fine dragon wines hidden in his storage bag, which are rare and famous wines for ordinary people, but they are not much inferior to the Millennium Fire.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Luo Hua's voice was a little strange.

Lin Yun understood this quite well, and said with a smile: "This is not a good wine, but to me, it has a lot of meaning?"

"Oh?"

Luo Hua's voice was full of curiosity, "I would like to hear it in detail."

"This wine is called Phoenix Terrace, and I remember blowing flute on the Phoenix Terrace. I'm afraid that it will be hard for me to say goodbye. I'm new to thin. Only the flowing water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day long. Wherever I stare, who will share the joys and sorrows of this life with me.”

After a brief pause, Lin Yun smiled and said, "This is the wine she gave me. I have always kept it, and I can't bear to drink it. If you drink one drink, you will have one less drink. If you want to celebrate the success of the Seven Flowers Gathering, drink this bar."

"So that's the case, is she the girl who left that ray of love?"

Luo Hua pointed at Lin Yun's finger and laughed softly.

"Yes."

Lin Yun poured the wine, smiled and admitted generously.

"Give."

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one go.

"Only the running water in front of the building should think of me and stare at me all day long. Who will share the joys and sorrows of this life with me in the eyes of the eyes. It seems that many people who send you wine can't help themselves. She has a cold heart, and few people understand it." After drinking, Luo Hua said lightly and leisurely, her voice was like the continuous collision of beautiful jade, and the sound was like broken jade.

"I know!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with obsession, and said solemnly: "She is standing too high."

"How high."

"Maybe higher than the sky..."

Lin Yunsa smiled and didn't care.

"so?"

"That's why I worked so hard, just to be able to share the joys and sorrows of this life with her one day."

There was a smile on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and there were thousands of pride in his heart, all within this smile.

The two were drinking and chatting, and the chat was so happy that Lin Yun almost forgot it was. When he was about to get drunk, Lin Yun just sounded, took out the secret key of Ku Xuan, handed it over and said, "Miss Luo is from a family of saints, so you can recognize this thing."

"The Secret Key of the Dry Mystery."

Luo Hua's voice changed slightly, looking a little surprised.

She stared for a long time before she said: "Three thousand years ago, the Nine Emperors were born, suppressed the world, swept all directions, rebuilt the Shenlong Empire, and became a myth and legend. But the story of the Nine Emperors does not end here, everyone has their own different endings. Among them, Nandi is the most embarrassing, he has been trapped in love all his life, and he is crazy about love.

"Nandi is the only emperor among the nine emperors who is sure to have fallen. As his descendant, the Great Sage Kuxuan was hunted down by many people, and even other people in the nine emperors took action."

Lin Yun said in surprise: "Why?"

"The Emperor Nan had three great secret treasures during his lifetime. One is the catalog of life and death that contains the gate of hell, the second is the talisman of destiny, and the third is the dragon bone. There are three treasures, no matter which one will make other emperors tempted. Three treasures, some people say In the tomb of Nandi, some people say that it is in the hands of the great sage Kuxuan, but no one knows where the tomb of Nandi is, so we can only find him."

Luo Hua sighed softly: "However, it was later proved that there was no such treasure in the Great Sage Kuxuan. He was able to survive, but he was severely injured. After that, he was chased and killed by the enemy all the way, and he died in the sea of ​​clouds. The island is where he sits."

"I see."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered and he whispered to himself.

"But even if there are no three treasures of the Southern Emperor, the inheritance of the Great Sage Kuxuan alone is enough to make many people excited. Therefore, over the years, there have been people secretly searching for the secret key of Kuxuan, and only by obtaining this key can one get it. The inheritance of the Great Sage Kuxuan."

Luo Hua looked at Lin Yun and pondered, "Where did you get this secret key?"

"Ben Lei Demon Sword."

Lin Yun told the truth and explained the process in detail.

"He is the abandoned son of the Xuantian Sect? If you look at it this way, he was kicked out of the Xuantian Sect just to cover up people's eyes and ears. He was ordered by someone from the Xuantian Sect to come to the Cangxuan Mansion to find the secret key to the dead mysterious. The name of the Thunder Demon Sword is just a pretext he deliberately made..."

Luo Hua handed back the secret key of Kuxuan and smiled softly: "I just didn't expect that you would encounter this unreasonable existence of Burial Playboy."

"Really? I'm very reasonable."

Lin Yun held the secret key, his thoughts were like electricity.

He suddenly remembered that when he was walking as a funeral dude before, he had encountered several extremely dangerous ambushes.

In the past, he regarded it as the hand of the Tianxing Pavilion, but now that he thinks about it, it may also be the hand of the manipulator behind the Xuantian Sect.

Fortunately, he is usually cautious and has not revealed his identity as a funeral playboy so far.

Otherwise, even staying in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect might not be safe.

"Wait, I have seen Kuxuan Island from a distance. It is said that the surrounding storms can't even get close to the saints. Even if you have the secret key, it's useless if you can't get on Kuxuan Island." Lin Yun suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said.

"Perhaps, someone has come up with something."

Luo Hua said calmly: "It is said that a ninth-rank Saint Profound Master can look at the stars and make predictions, and as for Tian Xuan Master, he can even observe the secrets of the sky. Perhaps... the ban on Kuxuan Island is about to change, after all, Kuxuan Da Since the sage has left a legacy, he must look for people who are destined, and it is impossible to keep people close."

Lin Yun suddenly realized that there were a lot of doubts in his heart, and then he solved it.

If the ban on Kuxuan Island really changes, then the Kuxuan secret key in his hand will become a vital item.

But there are some deeper doubts, which become confusing and thought-provoking.

"Thank you for letting me know!"

Lin Yun said.

"Between you and me, why bother with this." Luo Hua smiled leisurely, calmly.

"Then I will punish myself for a cup."

Lin Yun raised the wine glass, put it in the Phoenix Terrace, and drank it all.

...

After returning from Luohua, Lin Yun looked solemn.

He had some secrets in his heart, but he didn't tell the other party.

In his hand there is a picture of a tiger sniffing a rose. According to Hong Lao, this was taken from the tomb of Emperor Nandi. Ke Luohua also said that no one knew where the Nandi Tomb was, so how did Elder Hong know.

Besides, did Hong Lao really have such a strong strength back then?

Even one of the nine emperors, Nandi's tomb, dared to enter the tomb, which was too terrifying.

Could it be that I heard it wrong, or maybe it was just the same name, this Nandi is not the Benandi.

But Lin Yun clearly remembered that at the time, Mr. Hong said in the letter left to him that the pictures of tiger sniffing roses that he saw were all evil ghosts from hell, and he was even more injured by the sword light in it.

Vaguely, this is somewhat similar to the life and death catalogue that Luo Hua said.

The gate of hell is hidden in the picture of life and death, and the picture of tiger sniffing roses can just see the evil ghost of hell.

Could it be that this picture scroll in my hand is really a picture of life and death? One of the Three Great Treasures of the Southern Emperor?

Thinking of this, Lin Yun only felt that his scalp was numb, which was too scary. Since he realized the Dust Light Sword Technique in the picture scroll, Lin Yun has left the rose picture scroll idle for a long time.

Because with his strength, there are no other secrets that can be discerned.

Holding the rose painting scroll in the palm of his hand, Lin Yun's expression was solemn, and he looked at the painting scroll with a hint of fear.

If this picture scroll is really a picture of life and death, then Old Hong's strength back then should be extremely terrifying, at least a saint. If even the saints become cripple, then with my current strength, even if I really discover the secret, I am afraid it will be a dead end.

After thinking about it, Lin Yun put the picture scroll back together, there is no need to take this risk.

Catalogue of life and death, talisman of destiny, dragon bone.

Lin Yun recited in his heart the Three Great Treasures of the Southern Emperor, and there was no burial foil among them, eh, it seemed to make sense.

The burial foil should have been given to him by Nandi's wife.

Half a lifetime of duckweed dies with water, and a famous flower is buried in the cold rain overnight.

The soul is willow cotton blowing to pieces, you go and I stay, two autumns!

Lin Yun softly recited the verse he heard at the beginning, and was suddenly shocked. He stood up abruptly, looking at the burial foil in his hand, his expression changed greatly.

Damn it, it's true!

Luo Hua said that Nandi was trapped and hurt by love in his later years, and he has always been obsessed with resurrecting his wife.

But people can't be resurrected from the dead, this is the truth that even Lin Yun can understand.

The soul is willow cotton blowing to pieces, you go and I stay, two autumns. Isn't this verse just used to describe Nandi... or he himself made it for himself. The infinite sadness in it fits perfectly with what Luo Hua said about the Southern Emperor in his later years.

I drop for a day!

Lin Yun couldn't calm down, he only felt lingering fears and shivering.

He couldn't calm down when he thought of the rose picture scrolls that he had comprehended countless times in the past, which might be the life and death catalogs hiding the gates of hell.

Thinking of the burial flower in his hand, which might be the sword of the Southern Emperor, he lost his mind.

"If Kuxuan Island is opened, I have to go there anyway..."

Lin Yun took a deep breath, an idea that he had never had in his heart, the inheritance of the Great Sage Kuxuan could not fall into the hands of others.

Perhaps there is news of Nandi's tomb hidden in it. If so, it is better to keep it in his own hands.

Nandi's tomb, where he and his wife are buried, must not be disturbed by future generations.

You go and stay with me, two autumns!

Lin Yun looked at the burial foil in his hand, feeling lost and full of emotion. He sighed softly: "I haven't let you down all these years, otherwise I'm really sorry for your origin."