"Not dead?"

Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at his flat chest, and his first thought was that he was not dead.

He remembered himself, and it was rare to climb Mount Tai to play.

Who knew that the moment he reached the top of the mountain, a sword light passed through his chest.

Before he could react, he immediately lost consciousness.

"It hurts!" Lin Yun suddenly covered his head, with a struggling expression on his face,

The pain, the headache was splitting, and the memories came in forcefully. All kinds of pictures, like movies, flickered quickly.

The fusion of memories didn't take long, but Lin Yun felt that more than ten years had passed.

When he opened his eyes again, his expression gradually softened, and his eyes were already full of calmness.

It turned out that he really didn't die, he crossed over.

came to this world called Xuanhuang and possessed a small sword slave on the border of Tianshui Country.

Perhaps in the dark, there is a providence, and the name of the sword slave is also Lin Yun.

The fusion of memories let him know that he is fifteen years old this year. He joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago, but his qualifications were too low and he did not become a disciple of Qingyun.

I had to wash the sword room in the door and do chores, and became a sword slave, full-time disciple and elder in the door to maintain the sword.

Fortunately, Qingyunmen is not a sword-based sect, so he is not particularly busy, and he will have some free time to cultivate every day.

In the Xuanhuang world, strength is respected.

Being born as a sword slave and getting a chance to cultivate is already very rare.

There are also rules in the Qingyun Sect, all miscellaneous servants, only with a small degree of cultivation, can become a formal disciple.

It was this rule that had always inspired Lin Yun to be willing to be a slave and not leave this Qingyun Gate.

It's a pity that this Lin Yun's perseverance is enough, and his understanding is too poor. Three years of cultivation is only a twofold martial art, and it is impossible to enter the triple level for a long time.

And the standard for becoming a disciple of the outer gate is the triple martial arts, and it is this step away that keeps Lin Yun in the outer gate.

Lin Yun groaned secretly in his heart, as a sword slave, his cultivation time and resources were hindered. But for three years, he couldn't break through to the martial arts triple, and the original master's understanding was still a bit mediocre.

"Since you live again, then live well, in this world, Lin Yun's name can also be famous all over the world!"

Strange to say, Lin Yun adapted quickly to the crossing, and set a goal for himself in a moment.

Perhaps, it has a lot to do with his career in his previous life. Let him stay calm no matter what the environment he is in.

In his previous life, he was a genius lawyer, familiar with the law, but he could never forget it, and was known for his calmness and composure.

Since his debut, he has not lost a lawsuit.

"Let's try first, what kind of qualifications is this body. ”

After saying something in a deep voice, Lin Yun pushed open the cabin and came to a clearing in front of the door.

Swinging out of the posture of the Tiger Fist, Lin Yun stepped on the pace and punched one punch at a time.

Tiger boxing, when you hear the name, you will know a big way of boxing. In fact, among the basic exercises, there are not many that are better than this Tiger Fist in Qingyunmen.

It's just that he is a sword slave, and that's all he can get, not a formal disciple, and he can't get all kinds of resources from Qingyunmen at all.

What is a basic exercise?

The martial arts are tenfold, the first three are to train the skin and bones to practice the meridians, the middle three are connected to the flesh and blood to practice the five organs, and the last three are to pass the tendons, turn the bones, and change the marrow, and climb to the top of the tenfold.

The basic boxing method is dedicated to polishing the body, improving the meridians, bones and flesh, and laying the foundation for the long road of cultivation in the future.

Whew!

The fist wind was magnificent, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, and Lin Yun's whole body was comfortable, immersed in a wonderful feeling.

It's strange, this tiger fist, how can I fight so smoothly today.

In his memory, when Lin Yun used to play this set of punches, he was obscure and difficult to understand, and he would only draw a scoop based on a gourd.

It has no shape, and it does not know its meaning.

But when the fight started today, Lin Yun felt that his brain was clear, and he knew everything in his heart. Every punch will have a flow of heat flowing through the body, and you will instantly understand the essence of the punch.

There are a total of eighteen styles of Tiger Fist, and the first fifteen styles can only be used for health preservation and body refining. The last three styles are used for attack and battle, and they require a high level of understanding to practice.

They are, the tiger roars in the mountains and forests, the tigers go down the mountain, and the beasts come to the court.

The essence of Tiger Fist is all on these three moves, but Lin Yun has not practiced it before. The first fifteen styles are all half-understood, so how can you put your mind on the next three moves.

In the blink of an eye, the first fifteen forms were all played. Hundreds of limbs, streams of heat, scurrying everywhere.

Lin Yun's eyes sank, and the heart of the Tiger Fist swept through his mind, taking advantage of this feeling. Grasping the heat flow in his body, he drank lightly and played the Tiger Fist Sixteen Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest.

Roar!

A punch was thrown, and the heat in the body boiled, all of which rushed to the right hand. It was as if the phantom of a fierce tiger appeared behind Lin Yun and let out a roar.

Immediately after, the bones of the whole body, Peng Peng exploded. There were a hundred sounds, and the sound was like anger, like the roar of a tiger.

The wind blew wildly, and the residual leaves above the open space fluttered in the air, shattering into countless debris and falling with a bang.

The heat flow in the body is still moving, and the whole body is warm and comfortable.

"This is internal strength! Bursting bones produce internal strength, this is a sign of breaking through the double layer, I have reached the triple martial arts!"

Lin Yun retracted his fists and breathed, his face showed a faint joy, he didn't expect that while practicing into the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest in one fell swoop, he actually let him enter the martial arts triple.

He wondered in his heart how my understanding had become so high.

Entering the Martial Dao Triple in one fell swoop, it was easy to explain, after all, Lin Yun had been accumulating in this realm for more than a year.

Thinking about it, there is only the explanation of soul fusion, and he was already extremely smart in his previous life. A genius lawyer, who never forgets and reverses backwards, is by no means a waste of fame.

originally had this advantage, and with the addition of fusing another Lin Yun's soul, his comprehension was taken to the next level, and it was completely said that it was in the past.

"It seems that this world is where my wisdom and talents should be displayed. Martial Dao Triple Sect, I am already qualified to become a disciple of the outer sect of Qingyun Sect, and I don't need to be a sword slave from now on. ”

Lin Yun muttered softly to himself, and suddenly, he remembered something. His face changed drastically, and he hurried back to the wooden house and searched around.

In a dark corner of the wooden house, I saw a sword soaked in ice water.

"That's it. ”

Lin Yun didn't hesitate, he stretched out his hand to take out the sword, and his right hand was instantly frozen white.

In the icy water, Lin Yun's delicate face was reflected, and there was a purple diamond-shaped mark at the center of his eyebrows.

Seeing this purple mark, Lin Yun's face was strange.

A slave for one day, a seal for life!

Couldn't care less, holding the sword, Lin Yun went out and quickly ran towards the sword washing room.

The sword is naturally not his, it is maintained by him for an inner disciple of Qingyunmen, and any sword needs to be maintained after a long time.

It is especially true to use it to extend the life of a good sword.

Over the years, as a sword slave, he was able to find an independent residence in Qingyunmen, which was inseparable from his skillful swordsmanship.

It was too late, it should have been sent an hour ago, but it was all delayed by my boxing practice.

Lin Yun was a little annoyed in his heart, he was a small person, and in this hierarchical sect, he delayed the affairs of those big people, and the consequences were unimaginable.

In more serious cases, it can even be life-threatening.

"Senior Sister Su, he's here!"

In front of the sword washing room at the corner of the mountain, three people gathered, and after seeing Lin Yun rushing over, one of the emaciated men quickly spoke.

Opposite him, stood a man and a woman, extraordinary in their appearance and demeanor. In terms of temperament, it is in stark contrast to the person who speaks.

Especially the woman wearing a green shirt and long skirt, a slender figure, a dusty temperament, and extraordinary beauty, which makes people feel humble and dare not look directly.

Lin Yun saw the woman through the crowd, and inexplicably felt a good feeling.

Lin Yun, who fused the memories of the original owner, was not surprised, the original owner had always had a crush on this inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect named Su Ziyao.

"You sword slave, why are you only here now, Senior Sister Su has been waiting for you for a quarter of an hour. The thin man saw Lin Yun approaching, and immediately scolded.

Su Ziyao's face was expressionless, and she said lightly: "Sword, bring it." ”

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, the other party did not blame, and stepped forward to send the sword in his arms.

Su Ziyao took out a handkerchief and wiped the sword from beginning to end. This action made Lin Yun frown slightly, and some of the goodwill from the original owner was gone.

Boom!

The sword body was pulled out by half an inch, and a cold wind swept out. Su Ziyao swiped it, and quickly returned the sword to the sheath, and the action was so fast that people could only see a cold light.

"Not bad. Satisfied, putting away the sword, Su Ziyao threw out a jade bottle and landed at Lin Yun's feet.

What does this mean when he is a beggar?

Lin Yun was slightly angry in his heart.

The handsome man next to him said with a smile: "Senior Sister Su, it's really kind-hearted, this sword slave is a moment late, and he will be rewarded." Why don't you pick it up yet, thank you, senior sister!"

Seeing that Lin Yun didn't move, the handsome man frowned slightly and said coldly.

If it was Lin Yun in the past, he wouldn't need this handsome man to say much, he would pick it up.

Can ...... now

In the end, to pick up or not to pick up?

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