Chapter 1106

Looking at the man in blue with a confused look on his face and the corners of his mouth twitched, Lin Yun refused to laugh, probably the other party scolded him in his heart.

Who has such a long name?

When the man in green woke up, Lin Yun had already jumped out of him and finally entered the sea of ​​clouds.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lin Yun's body was falling in the sea of ​​clouds, and he saw the top of the Holy Sword Mountain. He suddenly realized in his heart that these three green mountains were equivalent to independent spaces, and after passing these three levels.

Only then can you truly reach the top of Holy Sword Mountain. The only entrance to the top is in the sky, and it is impossible to climb from the bottom of the mountain.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xiao Bingfeng laughed constantly in the Zi Yuan sword box, and Lin Yun finally recited her name, which made her so happy.

Especially the man in blue, his unimaginable look made her happy to jump up.

If she could fly, she would definitely have to fly to the sky so that everyone could see her charm.

At this moment, she would be as proud as she would be, and said, "Lin Yun, is this emperor domineering?"

"Domstic!"

Lin Yun stared at the top of the Holy Sword Mountain among the clouds, looked at the environment on the top of the mountain, and replied casually.

"Is this emperor awesome?"

"sharp."

Xiao Bingfeng showed a satisfied smile on her face, her mouth curled up, and she said, "Then you are reciting the name of this emperor."

"I won't read it too long."

Seeing that she was so proud, Lin Yun couldn't bear to tell her that the man in blue might not remember it at all.

"Hmph, I don't care about you." Xiao Bingfeng was very proud now, and she was alone in the Ziyuan Sword Box and kept laughing.

call!

The falling forest clouds immediately welcomed the cold wind that came from the surface as they passed through the sea of ​​clouds.

“So cold!”

Lin Yun shivered in an instant. In addition to the chill, the cold wind also brought countless loneliness and vicissitudes.

It's really been a long time since no one has been to the top of this Holy Sword Mountain.

One thousand years, two thousand years, three thousand years... maybe even longer.

Lin Yun spread his arms, floated gently, and landed steadily on the top of the mountain. On the edge of the cliff, there was a stone tablet erected. What should be recorded on the stone tablet is the last sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Floating Clouds and the general outline of the last scriptures of the Floating Cloud Sword Technique.

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Not easy!

It is really not easy to get to this point. The Thirteen Swords of the Floating Cloud and the Floating Cloud Sword Technique have finally been collected, otherwise it would definitely leave a lot of regrets.

rustle!

Walking on the top of the mountain, Lin Yun made a tiny sound, which seemed particularly desolate in the strong wind.

It seems that no one has been here for tens of thousands of years.

Walking through the steps, you can feel the extremely obvious ancient vicissitudes. Lin Yun stared at the stone tablet and whispered to himself: "The clouds are not my intentions, but I have been blinking my fingers for ten thousand years."

a thousand years!

How long will it take ten thousand years to last forever? How long will it take ten thousand years to grow into mulberry fields?

I see!

Lin Yun felt something in his heart. From the first moment he saw that poem, he was destined to climb this mountain.

Even if you don’t reach the top this time, you will definitely reach the top next time because it is too lonely. There are too few people who can see that poem, and no one can understand the loneliness and loneliness of this mountain.

I am coming!

Lin Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I'm here, fortunately I'm not alone in the mountains."

Fortunately, I am here, and this mountain is not lonely. This is his sharpness, his pride, and the reason why he can see that poem.

The green mountains beyond the clouds and the blue stars are falling.

Flowers bloom and fall, the hometown of the country.

The wind hangs in the vast ocean, and the good times accompany the jade flute.

The clouds are not my intentions, and I have been blinking my fingers for ten thousand years.

Bang!

Lin Yun strode forward and slapped the stone tablet with one palm. The dust on the ancient stone tablet was swept away.

Immediately, a huge amount of information poured into Lin Yun’s mind. It was the last sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Floating Clouds, which was called above the sky.

"Above the sky!"

Lin Yun looked slightly stunned, his lips opened, full of incredible expressions.

In the dark, is there really a fate in this world? Everything is arranged.

This is really a coincidence. He realized the three swords of killing the sky on the road to heaven, and slashed it with one sword under the sky.

The last sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Floating Clouds is just called Above the Sky.

wrong!

It's no coincidence!

Lin Yun smiled and suddenly, he suddenly became enlightened. This was not a coincidence, but after the realm reached a certain level, no matter which path you came from, you will eventually reach this step.

It's like a mountain, no matter which direction you go up, you will eventually reach the top.

Just like no matter which river, it will eventually flow into the sea, all rivers return to the sea, and the road returns to the same.

After reaching the sky, you will naturally be above the sky!

Lin Yun instantly realized in his heart, and at the same time he deeply understood that the floating clouds were not my intentions, and the artistic conception of a blink of an eye for ten thousand years.

Ordinary people look up at the sky and cannot see the sky, but can only see the floating clouds in the sky. How high is the floating clouds, as high as the sky, because in the eyes of ordinary people, the floating clouds in the sky are already untouchable.

But ten thousand years is just a snap of my fingers. How could I care about the so-called cloud?

I have a sword, above the clouds, higher than the sky.

Wow!

Light blooms on the stone tablet, and inscriptions appear one by one, which is the general outline of the Floating Cloud Sword Art.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged, opened his eyes and recorded one inscription after another, and the complete Floating Cloud Sword Technique was continuously completed.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the entire mountain vibrated violently, and countless spiritual energy and sword lights turned into floating toward the top of the mountain. One beam after another of the light rose from the sky, and the bells sounded between the sky and the earth.

When! When! When! When! When!

Each bell is long and long, containing the ancient Taoist rhyme. This is the sound of the great Tao and the sound of the sword bell.

The bell surrounded, and the sword intent on Lin Yun's body surged. The floating spiritual energy rushed into Lin Yun's body like a moth, and a ball of light burst out on Lin Yun's body like a holy fire.

Lin Yun's sword power, or cultivation, had soared at an unimaginable speed at this moment.

boom!

His figure sitting cross-legged suddenly reflected a magnificent light and shadow in the sky. The light and shadow hung high above all the peaks of the Fuyun Sword Sect, which was jaw-dropping.

No matter where you are, you can clearly see the figure sitting cross-legged in the sky.

Feiyun Palace is boiling!

The surging sounds like the sea rang out in Feiyun Hall, and countless people were shocked and stunned.

"Lin Yun has reached the top!"

"All the thirteenth level has passed. Is this bell a holy sound?"

"Quickly understand, this is the sound of the great way, this is the sound of the sword bell, and the legendary strange phenomenon of heaven and earth can only be born after someone becomes a saint!"

"Impossible? What's the secret of Holy Sword Mountain? Lin Yun was excavated!"

The entire Feiyun Palace was in an uproar, but the disciples in person were all sitting cross-legged. The moment the bell rang, there were shocking waves in their hearts, and they immediately sat cross-legged and closed their eyes to understand.

"Senior Sister, is that Senior Brother Yun?"

Xiao Yuruo looked at the blue light and shadow in the sky gate, and there were indescribable twists and turns deep in her heart. The girl's heart was completely filled with this figure without realizing it.

"Don't talk! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, hurry up and understand it!"

Ye Ziling's expression was solemn, accompanied by the sound of the great way that resounded through the world. Her unsuccessful sword intent was about to move, just like a flame being quickly ignited.

As cold and awe-inducing as she was, she didn't dare to have any other thoughts at this moment and sat cross-legged.
To be continued...