After leaving the Tianzong Temple, Ling Yun directly inquired about the location of the Xuanjian Pavilion.

After inquiring, he headed straight to Xuanjian Pavilion.

Only the Ling family members know that symbol.

It is very likely that it was left by Uncle Ling Cang.

The more he thought about it, the faster the pace under Ling Yun's feet.

In less than two incense sticks, Ling Yun had already arrived at the location of Xuanjian Pavilion.

The entire Xuanjian Pavilion is a little cold.

There are many magical swords outside the pavilion.

There are also many magical swords hanging in the attic.

The sword energy is also everywhere.

Ling Yun vaguely remembered that the lord of the Xuanjian Pavilion in his previous life seemed to have been helped by their Ling family.

This Xuanjian Pavilion was built with the help of the Ling family.

Some of the materials of the Dragon Martial God Sword in Lingyun's hand were also found through the Xuanjian Pavilion.

Except for some senior officials of the Ling family, few people know about this.

Walking into the Xuanjian Pavilion is like walking into a swordsman world.

The sword intent is everywhere.

If an ordinary person step into it, the sword intent alone will be enough to make the body bloody and bloody.

"This young master, today we will not entertain anyone in Xuanjian Pavilion.

I hope you forgive me.”

A servant walked up and said very politely to Ling Yun.

"I'm here to find someone."

Ling Yun said directly.

"Young Master, we, the Xuanjian Pavilion, probably won't have the person you are looking for."

The servant replied with a smile on his face.

"I haven't said who I'm looking for yet, how do you know there is no one I'm looking for here.

What I am looking for is Wantong, the head of your Xuanjian Pavilion."

Ling Yun was straightforward.

"Our pavilion master is in seclusion today and he really has no time to entertain the young master.

I hope my son will come back another day.”

The servant continued.

"Yeah?"

Ling Yun's face condensed, raised his hand and flipped it out, and a qi force burst out directly.

The energy fell on the surrounding pillars.

A mark fell on the pillar.

That is undoubtedly the symbol of the Ling family's gods.

When most people see it, they will only think that Ling Yun is angry.

But when those who know this sign see it, they will naturally know what Ling Yun is talking about.

"You are..." After seeing the sign, the servant's expression suddenly changed.

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Yun nodded.

"plz follow me."

The servant made a call to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun did not hesitate and followed the servant into a backyard of Xuanjian Pavilion.

"People, a distinguished guest has arrived."

The servant stopped outside a courtyard and bowed to the courtyard.

"Please come in."

An old voice sounded.

The servant opened the door of the courtyard and let Ling Yun go in by himself.

Ling Yun was not polite and stepped directly into the courtyard.

Walking into the courtyard, an old figure stood in the courtyard.

“Who are you?

How could you know that logo?”

The old man looked at Ling Yun, looked at Ling Yun for a while, his eyes showing confusion.

Because he had never seen Ling Yun.

"Clang clang!"

Ling Yun directly drew out the Dragon Martial God Sword, and then let the sword spirit control the Sun and Moon Sword to hang in front of the old man.

"What?

This is..." The head of the Xuanjian Pavilion was surprised.

And at the same time.

Several wing rooms in the courtyard suddenly opened.

Several figures rushed out from several wing rooms.

There are more than ten people in total.

The more than ten people's eyes were fixed on Ling Yun's Dragon Martial God Sword.

"The Dragon Martial God Sword is the Dragon Martial God Sword of the clan leader."

Someone exclaimed.

"How come you have the Dragon Martial God Sword of our Ling family?

And being able to come here means you also know the unique symbol of our Ling family.

Who are you?"

An old man with crane hair turned to Ling Yun and asked.

When Ling Yun saw the old man with crane hair and the rest of the people, his heart was trembling.

At least ten of these more than ten people are old faces.

Especially the one who just spoke was Ling Kun, the great elder of the Ling family.

Although Lingyun created the Dragon Martial Palace.

However, the Ling family and the Longwu Emperor Palace did not merge.

After Ling Yun became the palace master of the Dragon Martial Emperor Palace, Ling Kun asked Ling to take care of him.

In the fields of Sanhai Cang, time flies.

After living for a lifetime, Ling Yun originally thought that the Ling family's gods had also been destroyed.

The people from the Ling family may no longer exist.

I've seen it again now.

How could Ling Yun not be excited?

"Why are you talking to?

Why are you stunned?"

Another old acquaintance named Ling Yu also spoke.

He was Ling Yun’s playmate from childhood to adulthood in his previous life.

Even more brother.

After two lifetimes, seeing an old friend again, the emotions in my heart suddenly surged into my heart.

"Uncle Kun, Brother Yu, I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect to see you again. This... is so great."

Ling Yun did not intend to hide it from them.

If none of them is trustworthy, then there will be no one Ling Yun is trustworthy in the entire divine world.
To be continued...