Chapter 4439 My Heart

"Since you said so..."

"I have to give you some face too."

"But...after seeing you...if I get nothing, I won't be reconciled."

Li Xin's bright eyes moved, but he made a condition.

"I wonder what the palace master needs?"

"As long as Lin Yun can get it, he will definitely not shirk it."

Lin Yun said respectfully.

"Ha! Whatever you can get..."

"That's a good thing to say..."

"You have some things...but you may not take them out..."

Li Xin looked at Lin Yun and smiled slyly. She was a master of wisdom. Naturally, she couldn't see clearly the calculation hidden in Lin Yun's words.

"However, I won't embarrass you..."

"There are some things... Even if I want to take them from you, I am just wishful thinking and bringing my own disaster..."

"So, let's be realistic..."

"Can you give me some inscriptions on this painting..."

Li Xin smiled, and a painting floated out of nothingness.

This painting is real, not illusory.

That ancient paper is probably hundreds of millions of years old.

Just a simple picture.

On a high-rise building, a woman was sitting leaning on a railing, with a touch of sadness in her eyes, looking at the vast water waves in the distance, with a bright moon half hidden and half visible among the water waves...

"Palace Master's painting... is really difficult for Lin Yun..."

"Indeed...it lives up to my heart's wishes, and it does not disobey the Palace Master's wishes..."

"There is no need for any blasphemy..."

"I really don't know how to use this word..."

Lin Yun looked at the picture, but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The goddess is lonely, and the world is ruthless...

Even if Li Xin's cultivation is extremely high, he can't break away from it and is obsessed with it in his heart.

However, if you think about it on the other hand...if you are a ruthless person, it will never be possible to reach a high level in cultivation.

This world is maintained by love.

Whether it is the love between men and women, the love between relatives and friends, the love of compassion or even the love of hatred...etc., it is everywhere.

Therefore, there is nothing to avoid.

"You understand my meaning well..."

"It doesn't matter..."

"What would I think of you?"

"After all... countless years have been missed..."

"So, I'm just giving myself some comfort..."

Li Xin smiled, his temperament still so aloof.

For Lin Yun, he is really just a friend.

"Since the Palace Master said so..."

"Lin Yun just showed his shame..."

As Lin Yun spoke, pen and ink appeared in his hand.

The pen is a purple bamboo magic pen, and the ink is blue blood green ink.

The pen is like a swimming dragon, and the ink is like gold and jade.

Scratching across the paper showed the feelings in Lin Yun's heart.

"The quiet heart of the autumn river blends with me, and the bright moon on the river is in my heart;

In the vast blue sky, where is the moonless heart?

My heart is in a tall building,

Who can go up to the tall building?

The Mingyue Tower is high and I am still leaning alone, my love melts into my heart, turning into stars all over the sky...

The night wind and the waning moon!

When did my heart first see the moon?

How has the bright moon ever covered the stars?

What’s more, the wind and moon transform people’s sorrow, and the stars embody heaven and earth!

The vast galaxy, the glassy light shines across the vastness of the world;

My heart is carefree towards infinity, and the distance is as endless as time..."

Lin Yun put pen to paper.

The green ink of the magic pen instantly turned into nothingness.

"Wonderful! It suits my heart very well..."

"It's how others talk about the length of the rhythm, but in my heart... this is the swan song!"

Li Xin praised.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin!"

"She can come in, and all my inheritance will be passed on to her..."

After Li Xin finished speaking, people rushed into the painting.

The painting curls up and disappears into nothingness.

The gate of Linghui Palace is open.

A bit of light rushed from inside the door and disappeared into Hua Luoying's forehead.

Hua Luoying suddenly woke up from that petrified state.

But there was a look of surprise on his face.

"Palace Master Lixin is willing to teach me..."

"So, congratulations, senior!"

Lin Yun smiled.

"This is all your fault, Senior Brother Lin..."

Hua Luoying thanked Lin Yun again.

"Senior, you don't have to be like this, come in quickly!"

"Lest you miss the opportunity."

"With the inheritance, we will meet here at the core. By then, Senior Long Zhong will definitely appear..."

Lin Yun urged.

Hua Luoying was startled and rushed into the palace gate without saying anything more.

Then, the palace door slammed shut.

Lin Yun didn't stay any longer and continued to move forward.

…

The steep mountains ahead are like swords thrust into the sky, and huge boulders are suspended like leaves falling in the wind.

In the storm, thunder and lightning suddenly struck like a knife, making people unprepared.

Lin Yun flew past these numerous dangers and heard the sound of roaring waves ahead.

It is the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan and is the most mysterious place in the prehistoric mountains.

In the Demonic Wasteland, the secrets guarded by countless demon clans are there.

Lin Yun couldn't help but speed up.

That place... was the goal of his trip.

suddenly~~~

There is a huge ancient sword in front, falling from the sky and inserting into the dangerous mountains, like a peak.

Above the ancient sword, the evil energy surged, turning into a boundless storm, roaring around the ancient sword, but it was a force that suppressed all directions and towered over the heaven and earth.

Such a terrifying ancient sword, even for a semi-sacred powerful man, would turn into ashes in an instant even with a trace of evil aura.

Therefore, even a quasi-sacred person cannot control it.

Only the pseudo-holy and above can control it.

And on this terrifying ancient sword, there was a person sitting cross-legged at this moment.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting here.

But it should be a long time.

At least tens of millions of years would not be too much.

In the case that all the strong men in the Demonic Land had withdrawn from the Honghuang Mountain, it was conceivable that he could practice here for tens of millions of years.

He seemed to be practicing, and also seemed to be waiting for someone.

Lin Yun flew over, and he suddenly opened his eyes, with a gleam in his eyes.

Obviously, the person he was waiting for came.

"Lin Yun... you are finally here..."

He lowered his voice and said dully, like a beast that had just awakened from sleep.

"Heh! Am I so famous..."

"Even you know..."

Lin Yun smiled indifferently, flew under the giant sword, and smiled indifferently.

He looked up at the man on the giant sword, as if he was looking up to him.

The opponent was dressed in black divine clothes, and his bronze face was sharp and angular like a knife.

His eyes were cold, and the golden light radiated arrogantly from inside, covering a void.

"Hehe! How difficult is it to know your name..."

"We are all top figures in this world, this little trick is nothing."

"It's a pity that Yu Jia is such a waste, what kind of dragon-slaying genius, a master of the Holy List..."

"Compared with me, Canjian... just garbage!"

The guy said coldly, and every word seemed to jump out from the gap between his teeth.

"Canjian?"

Lin Yun remembered what Hua Luoying told him on the way about the past of the Monster Wasteland.

"It is said that he was the second on the Holy List of the previous generation..."

"It's a pity... He is just the second..."

"Not as good as the first..."

"He should have gone back to achieve the sacred position a long time ago!"

Lin Yun laughed, ruthlessly digging out the pain in Canjian's heart.

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