The Lin family provides an unparalleled cultivation environment here. There is no need to do anything except practice every day. Even if it is needed, someone will send it immediately.

In this comfortable environment, Ling Yun practiced for a whole year and finally improved his cultivation to the peak state of the innate Mahayana in his previous life.

Although he has made great progress in his cultivation, he has no idea about spiritual communication.

If a lifeless sword is used to give birth to spiritual intelligence, it is so incredible no matter how you think about it. If anyone with some knowledge in the 21st century would think that the person must be a madman. If Ling Yun hadn't known that the Sword Immortal's saying was true, he wouldn't have enough perseverance to stare at such a sword.

Although there is no trace of spirituality, he has not gained nothing in a year. At least he is becoming more and more comfortable with this sword and feels more and more. Sometimes, when the sword leaves his body, he feels that something is missing and he is not at ease all over. After leaving for a long time, he even feels like a loss of emptiness!

When you open the door for several days, Ling Yun could vaguely smell a moldy and decayed smell of his body.

As soon as Ling Yun went out, four personal maids who were driven outside by Ling Yun immediately met: "Young master, you finally figured it out. Are you hungry? I will order someone to prepare some desserts for drinking."

"The young master hasn't gone out for six days. Now he should hurry to clean himself and then go to the lobby for a meal."

"Young master must be bored at home. Should he go out for a walk and get some breath?"

Ling Yun waved his hand and said, "You retreat." He went straight out of the backyard, walked through the garden, and walked towards the door of the outer yard. The four personal maids immediately followed him, accompanying him like guards.

In addition to some special circumstances, the personal maid must follow the master in a constant manner. This is a rule formulated by the clan leader himself, and even Ling Yun cannot violate it.

All the servants who met him respectfully bent down to salute, and thought curiously: "Young Master is going out? It's amazing. After staying at home for a whole year, I finally have to go out. However, if you don't leave the house for a year, the young master is really persevering. Only those who always think about practicing can reach the level of a second-level swordsman at a young age."

Ling Yun walked to the outer courtyard, and Lin Buyu, the second-level deacon who received the news, rushed over. Seeing his attitude, he asked quickly: "Young master is going out? I'll prepare a car now."

"Prepare for me, I'm going to Qianlong Pavilion!"

"Yes, Master, please wait."

The servant next to him heard this and the reverence in his eyes couldn't help but feel even more: "Our master not only does not go out to retreat and practice hard all the time, but he rarely goes out once a year, but he actually goes to Qianlong Pavilion to seek advice from the elders! If there are such diligent and hardworking people in the family, why worry about not prospering quickly?"

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Lin Buyu was very fast. Soon, a Jinyu carriage pulled by eight horses was parked in front of the mansion.

The carriage is smooth and made of unknown material. It feels warm and jade-like to touch, which makes people feel refreshed. Inside the carriage is a small space of 30 meters in radius, with a thick carpet on it, with coffee tables and snacks on it. There is also a large brocade jade chair that can be lying or lying on the side, with a thick layer of velvet silk. If a person is lying, he can fall into it and experience the feeling of being surrounded by warmth and softness all over his body.

"Young Master, please lie down and let Shui Lan massage your back."

Another maid also asked, "Ruoruo has learned the massage method before. Should the young master try it?"

Another maid had already squatted down and planned to take off Ling Yun's shoes and help him lie down on the velvet chair.

Ling Yun frowned. It was not that he didn't like others to serve him, but that he didn't like others to get in touch with his body so close. If this person wanted to kill him secretly at this time, his chances of success would definitely increase in a geometric multiple.

In his heart, he could truly tolerate a woman so close to him, and only the cultivation companion that did not exist on the road ahead.

"You four are just serving on the side." After saying that, Ling Yun walked into the carriage and sat cross-legged against the wall of the carriage, and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

The four maids looked at each other, and their eyes were full of weirdness. In fact, they had long wondered whether their young master had an abnormal sexual orientation or something wrong with that aspect. Otherwise, it would be impossible to face such four beautiful women as beautiful as a flower.

Qianlong Pavilion is near the place where the elders are in seclusion and practice, and is under a mountain view. There are countless caves in the mountain view, winding and melancholy, and countless streams and springs slowly overflow from the cave. The water vapor evaporates, bringing waves of white mist, like a fairyland.

This mountain scenery covering an area of ​​100 miles square is not artificial, but is all made of nature and is natural. Some strange and bizarre phenomena are often amazing.

Ling Yun and his men's car stopped in the square in front of a loft three miles away from Qianlong Pavilion. The elders lived within a radius of ten miles and could only walk to show respect, and even the patriarch's personal visit was no exception.

At this moment, more than 60 carriages were parked here in this square. At least thousands of guards and maids were gathering together, standing solemnly, and did not dare to speak out, as if afraid that their arguments would disturb the master who was devoted to practicing three miles away.

"Young Master, we have no right to enter this area, we can only wait for your return here. I hope this trip to Qianlong Pavilion will make the young master gain something." Lin Shuilan said in a low voice.

Ling Yun nodded and took a step directly to Qianlong Pavilion.

A deacon in charge of the area naturally recognized the badge on Lingyun's carriage and immediately sent a guard to lead him to Qianlong Pavilion.

On a river surface made of eight streams in front of the mountain view, a five-story attic made of precious fragrant wood spans the water surface, covering an area of ​​about four miles, covering eight streams. At this moment, on the second floor of the attic, there are vaguely thirty young men sitting cross-legged on the ground, listening attentively to the speech of an old man on the high platform.

The guard made a ban on Ling Yun, pointed to an empty space, and then made a urge to ask for it. Ling Yun nodded, went to Qianlong Pavilion and sat down.

Qianlong Pavilion is called Qianlong, which implies the meaning of Qianlong ascending to heaven. Those who can enter here are all the leaders of the younger generation of the family. Most of these people are devoted to understanding the elders' explanation of knowledge, turning a blind eye to external things, and knowing nothing about Ling Yun's arrival. Only a few absent-minded first-level swordsman noticed his arrival, nodded politely, and greeted him.

Ling Yun replied with a dispensable gift and joined the listening queue.

But after listening for a while, I found that most of the things that the elder said were suitable for first-level sword masters, and few were suitable for second-level sword masters. It did not help much for this strong man who was equal to third-level sword masters.

But it is no wonder that all the children of Qianlong Pavilion are newcomers to the Lin family, each of whom is no more than 30 years old. At this age, they can be called geniuses, and there are very few second-level sword masters. No wonder this elder focused his explanation on the first-level level.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun shook his head and wanted to go upstairs to find ways to practice the exercises himself.

However, his shaking his head fell into the eyes of the elder who was explaining.

The performance of Lingyun's meeting hall a year ago had spread among the elders. The elders were all curious about this potential young man. Just because Lingyun stayed behind and did not leave as soon as he entered the house, they could not let go to visit him, so the matter was temporarily put down.

Now that the young hero actually came to his class and was obviously dissatisfied with what he explained. The elder immediately became curious and shouted: "That is Lin Cheng, the two-star honorary swordsman newly enthroned by the family a year ago. I saw you shook my head just now, but what is wrong with my explanation?"
Chapter completed!