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At this point, Lin Yun felt that there was no hope anymore.

The attitude of this master Miao is very firm.

The formation masters are good at formations, their own realm is generally not particularly high, and they are not good at close combat, and their experience in this area is even more inadequate.

Therefore, the formation masters rarely experience life and death struggles, and their bloodliness and courage are mostly inferior to monks like Lin Yun and others.

"Master Miao, if you are willing to pick it up, I will go with you, and I will protect you on the way," Lin Yun said.

"Daoist, what realm are you?" Master Miao looked at Lin Yun.

"Hua Dao." Lin Yun reached.

"Then it’s useless if you go. It’s really dangerous and you can’t handle it. Even the Supreme, unwilling, go easily to the sites of other races. Of course, if there are two Supremes escorting me, then I You can give face to the pavilion master and take this task." Master Miao said.

"Two supreme?" Lin Yun showed helplessness.

How can I have such great ability to engage in two supreme escorts?

"Master Miao, can I still discuss it?" Lin Yun still wanted to try to fight for it.

Master Miao smiled and said, "This is already the maximum amount of discussion."

When Lin Yun heard this, he did not continue to talk about it.

After staying here for a while, the pavilion master took Lin Yun and left.

Next, the pavilion master, with Lin Yun, went to meet another master formation master in Xincheng, but the result was similar.

There are only two masters in the heart city who can build a large formation of that level, and they have all visited now.

After these two visits, Lin Yun clearly felt that it was too difficult to accomplish this.

Next, the pavilion master took Lin Yun and left the heart city, went to other places in the ancestral heart world, and continued to visit the master of formation.

Although Lin Yun feels hopeless, he still wants to see all these masters of the formation, at least there is still some hope, isn't it?

Although the young master of Ming Palace had found fault before, the pavilion master had told Lin Yun before leaving the city that there was no big problem with him.

Of course, Lin Yun was not afraid. Even if he left the heart city, the outside was still the area of ​​the ancestral heart world, not the territory of the palace.

Now Lin Yun's strength is no longer what it was during the last appraisal meeting.

…

Ancestral heart world, deep in a certain mountain.

In the depths of this mountain, there is a quiet house.

The pavilion master led Lin Yun and fell to the front of the house.

This is the third master of formation after leaving Heart City, the first two are still the same as before, and they don't want to take up this task.

The patron said that this was the last one he could introduce to Lin Yun.

The area of ​​this house is small, and it doesn't look luxurious.

"This entire house is shrouded in formations, don't go in yet." The pavilion owner said to Lin Yun.

Immediately, the pavilion owner looked up at the house, and said loudly, "Brother Hongyuan is here."

"It turned out that it was the pavilion master who came to the cold house. Please come in, pavilion master. I am in the backyard pavilion." A voice came from the house.

"Friend Beichen, let's go."

After the pavilion master finished speaking, he led Lin Yun to the house.

The two went through the front yard and all the way to the back yard.

The backyard is beautifully landscaped and has a large pond.

The pavilion is built in the middle of the pond and is linked by a small wooden bridge.

The two followed the small wooden bridge to the pavilion in the middle of the pond.

Two figures were sitting in the pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.

Lin Yun was even familiar with one of the figures.

"That... is that Senior Dong Jian?" Lin Yun looked into the pavilion in surprise.

Lin Yun recognized it at a glance, and one of the people in the pavilion was Dong Jian.

Once Wu Zhuangzhu brought himself to the ancient temple of Dong Jian's predecessors, Dong Jian also gave Lin Yun guidance on swordsmanship, which benefited Lin Yun a lot.

As for the other person in the pavilion, Lin Yun didn't know him. It should be Hong Yuan, the master of formation that the main pavilion recommended to Lin Yun.

Because of Lin Yun's change of breath and appearance, Dong Jian did not recognize Lin Yun.

After seeing the pavilion master, Hongyuan immediately smiled and got up.

"Pavilion Master, you, a busy person, have time to come to me, just in time for a cup of tea." Hongyuan smiled and welcomed him.

The pavilion master and Lin Yun entered the pavilion and came to the square table.

"Brother Hongyuan, who is this?" The pavilion master looked at Dong Jian.

"Pavilion Master, let me introduce you. This is my old friend Dong Jian, who has a deep research on swordsmanship." Hongyuan took the initiative to introduce.

Hongyuan introduced to Dong Jian: "Brother Dong, this is the pavilion owner of Xincheng Wanbao Pavilion."

"It turned out to be the lord of Wanbao Pavilion, long leaning." Dong Jian stood up and clasped his fists.