Half an hour later.

Lin Yun saw Jian Jingtian, who was closing his eyes and practicing in a deep cultivation at the top of the main peak of the Fuyun Sword Sect. Behind him was an endless sea of ​​clouds.

The old man sat upright on the platform, his eyes closed and his breathing was stable.

If he was not careful, he would think he was taking a nap, but Lin Yun poured his sword intent into his eyes and saw at a glance that there was a divine light of sword intent behind him.

Um?

Lin Yun's eyes condensed slightly, slightly puzzled.

The opponent's sword intent seemed to have emerged from his body, not under this sky, was it above the sky?

How is this possible?

His man was clearly in front of him, but his sword intent flew out like a soul... and seemed to have broken through thirty-six days and several layers of heaven.

If the flying sword intent is a kite, then the divine light that looms behind him is the thread that leads the kite.

What if this thread was cut off for him?

Lin Yun pinched his chin, his eyes flashed, and his sword momentum quietly condensed on the divine light.

"Your idea is dangerous!"

Jian Jingtian, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yun coldly.

it hurts!

The sword force that Lin Yun secretly released was instantly broken, and a needle-like stinging pain came from his mind.

This old man is really amazing and can see through my thoughts at a glance.

Lin Yun squeezed out a smile on his face and said softly: "Old guy, don't think too much, I'm here to drink with you."

As he spoke, he took out two bottles of Dragon Clan wine from the storage bag and walked forward with a smile.

Jian Jingtian glanced at him and sneered: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I really don't have it, just drink wine. You are such an old guy who thinks so much. No wonder you have such a bad temper. Even your daughter doesn't like you."

Lin Yun poured the wine while complaining.

Jian Jingtian held the wine glass and said lightly: "It has been almost half a year since you came to Fuyun Sword Sect. Not to mention treating me to drink, even taking the initiative to see me is only a handful. Just tell me if you have any needs, your ability range is enough.

I will definitely take care of you."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, he took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "It's true that there is something to do. I want to ask you for help, but it's mainly about drinking."

The corner of the Fuyun Master curled up his lips and sneered, "You little bastard's tail raised, I knew what you were thinking, and he was pretending in front of me."

"Borrow some Star God Pills." Lin Yun said with a smile.

Jian Jingtian smiled slightly. It turned out that it was this little thing. He drank it all in one go and said with a smile: "You should be promoted to the astrological star. You really need the Star God Pill. Tell me, how much do you want."

"Not much, five million."

Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile.

puff!

The wine that Jian Jingtian drank almost spit out directly, even so, he still breathed a break.

"Look at my mouth."
Chapter completed!