Heart Sutra of Time!

When the picture dissipated, Lin Yun only saw the four words Heart Sutra of Time, and the specific content stopped abruptly.

It seems that the Purple Kite Holy Fire is still not enough.

However, those weird lines are deeply imprinted in my mind, and they can be seen in my mind just by closing my eyes.

Just as Yue Weiwei guessed, the bamboo slips with the words "The Years Are Like Fire" are indeed related to the alchemist.

It was just the weird lines that made Lin Yun confused.

I vaguely feel that it is slightly different from simple alchemy.

No matter, I will memorize these patterns first. Since they are engraved in the bamboo slips, they must have their own magical uses.

Lin Yun made up his mind and decided to take advantage of this opportunity and become an alchemist.

While improving your own strength, master these lines as soon as possible.

At that moment, Lin Yun closed his eyes and the Purple Kite Sword Technique was slowly moving.

The thick and condensed purple innate spiritual essence is rolling in the meridians, like a rushing river.

After the exercise has been running for a long time, the dim fireworks on the purple kites in the Dantian begin to rise little by little.

After all the flames were restored, Lin Yun opened his eyes again.

The Purple Kite Sacred Fire is still a dead fire and must be carefully maintained so as not to be completely extinguished.

You must remember this at all times.

In the next few days, on the way out of the Mobei Wasteland, Lin Yun practiced the Purple Kite Sword Art during the day. At night, he was immersed in the study of those strange lines, paying no attention to other things and having no other distractions.

Before I knew it, seven days had passed.

At this moment, there was heavy snowfall in the cold night of the Mobei wilderness. Li Wuyou in the camp had already fallen into a deep sleep, talking in his sleep.

On the snow several miles away from the camp, there are many complex patterns carved on it, all of which were learned from the bamboo slips in the past few days.

Those lines that shimmered with spiritual light trembled as if alive in the snow in the dark night.

Each texture exists independently and has no intersection with each other.

Lin Yun touched his chin, looked at these dense lines, and fell into deep thought.

"In five days, I have written down all these lines. However, each of these lines is like some kind of ancient rune. It exists alone and has no effect."

That day, the stern-faced alchemist could interweave many lines with just a single click.

It is condensed into a complete picture and then imprinted on the elixir.

Lin Yun didn't know how the other party did it.

Just a single pattern would cost him a lot of energy and energy, making it quite difficult to paint.

I also want to interweave such complex patterns in an orderly manner.

It’s getting harder and harder.

"But no matter how difficult it is, you still have to try."

Lin Yun couldn't do the trick that the alchemist could do out of thin air.

We can only be honest, pulling the lines one by one, superimposing and condensing them together.

Bang!

However, after trying it for a little while, it immediately failed. After moving, those lines immediately disappeared.

"It doesn't seem to be solid yet."

Lin Yun immediately realized that he had just drawn these lines, which were tangible but soulless and would fall apart when touched.

"It seems that some details have been missed."

With a snap of his fingers, he waved a sword energy, and the lines on the snow rippled gently, all of them destroyed.

Take out the bamboo slips and inject the purple kite sacred fire again.

After half a stick of incense, the ancient slip burned with purple flames, soared into the sky, and once again entered the center of his eyebrows.

The same scene appeared again, in the grand and ancient alchemy pavilion. The alchemist with a stern expression stood in front of the alchemy furnace, carving strange patterns at will.

That's...

Lin Yun's heart moved, and he was surprised to find that every time the alchemist stretched out his hand to carve.

A little light flashed across his fingertips, and it was fleeting.

"flame!"

After all, the spirit essence is an intangible thing and cannot exist forever outside the body.

But if the flame is refined by oneself, it is different. Even if it is separated from the body, it can burn for a long time.

I see……

Lin Yunming realized it and immediately opened his eyes, and the bamboo slips flew out instantly.

He stretched out his hand to hold it. This time, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with great confidence.

Swish, swish, swish!

Not long after, many complex patterns appeared on the snow again.

It seems to be no different from before, except that in the center of each pattern, there is a little purple fire.

"That's right. The lines contain my Purple Kite Holy Fire. It's obviously much easier to control."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yun stretched out his hand.

boom!

Many lines, shining with light, meet together in the snow.

Then the fire flickered, and a complete picture appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.

It is said to be a scroll, but in fact it is just a more complex pattern.

Lin Yun looked happy and said softly: "It seems that those lines that exist alone are just the most basic existence. Only when they are intertwined can they become real lines and be imprinted on the elixir."

But Lin Yun didn't know what kind of existence these weird lines were.

But one thing is certain, there are levels of texture.

Perhaps, when I master the Heart Sutra of Time, I will know more.

I just saw the picture, which is just the beginning of what the bamboo slips contain, and it may not even be the beginning.

"Try to master these patterns before entering the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion."

After smoothing the lines on the ground, Lin Yun returned to the camp to rest.

Three days later, Lin Yun and Li Wuyou finally left the Mobei Wasteland and set foot on Qintian County.

Qintian County has a vast territory, endless expanse, tens of millions of miles in length and width, and has a prosperous destiny. It is the absolute center of the Qin Empire, where the four transcendent sects and top families are all gathered here.

The area is so large that there are more than ten people in Qingyang County, and the level of prosperity is incomparable.

After setting foot in Qintian County, Lin Yun and Li Wuyou were much faster.

Traveling day and night, it took five days to arrive at the foot of the imperial capital.

The towering city wall is more than ten feet long and is made of various metal ores. Even a strong man in the Xuanwu Realm would have difficulty breaking down this city wall.

"We're finally here, Lin Yun, let's go into the city."

A faint smile appeared on Li Wuyou's face. After getting along with him for a few days, he quite admired Lin Yun.

Since joining him, I haven't encountered any trouble at all in the Mobei wilderness.

Li Wuyou guessed that Lin Yun must have had a lot of experience in the past, and his strength may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

Lin Yun nodded, got off the blood dragon horse, and rushed towards the gate of the imperial capital.

At that place, a long line of people was queuing up to enter the city in an orderly manner.

The streets paved with granite are several feet wide. Many people are riding domineering monsters, and their auras are extremely solemn.

When he arrived at the imperial capital, Lin Yun was riding a blood dragon horse and was not conspicuous at all.

"Lin Yun, look here!"

Just after passing the city gate, Lin Yun heard someone calling him, turned his eyes and immediately saw Xin Yan's figure.

There were also some teenagers gathered around the other party.

Although he is not very old, his cultivation is extremely profound.

, some people have even reached the realm of the seven innate orifices.

"Senior Sister Xinyan..."

Lin Yun was still observing the teenagers, while Li Wuyou looked happy and ran over to her.
To be continued...