Chapter 1131 God is in the sky and my sword turns into heaven

Above the clouds, the wind is bright and sunny.

Lin Yun came out of the main hall of the sect and ran through it. It was like an immortal swelling in the fog. After a while, the sound of a piano started.

"It's her!"

Lin Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Miss Luohua had not forgotten the agreement with him.

Thousand-year-old fire, the smell is so missed.

Lin Yun licked his lips and followed the sound. After a while, he saw the Holy Sword Mountain.

Around the Holy Sword Mountain, there are many floating peaks that suppress the Holy Sword Mountain, which are forbidden areas on weekdays. Lin Yun is a personal disciple of the Tianzi. He travels freely in the Fuyun Sword Sect, but outsiders cannot enter, but he has no worries.

Above the empty sea of ​​clouds, it became more and more remote, and the surrounding Holy Sword Mountain seemed like a fairyland.

Lin Yun was quite enjoying listening to the sound of the piano. He felt the boundless artistic conception in the sound of the piano. She was playing the clouds, and each tone seemed to be like a cloud floating in the air, in which she was floating like a feathered into an immortal.

The clouds are not my intentions, and I have been blinking my fingers for ten thousand years.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the clouds are the sky. Even the genius and monsters are mostly trapped under the clouds, under the sky.

But what is above the clouds?

Lin Yun suddenly realized something and looked up with a serious expression. Isn’t it still the sky above the floating clouds?

There are clouds beyond the clouds, and there are sky beyond the sky!

Thinking of this, Lin Yun's heart suddenly became extremely painful, and a tangled and melancholy feeling turned into boundless violent pressure.

Rumble!

His sword intent was disordered, and his long-term persistence suddenly collapsed. Panic spread, his sword intent was messy, his true energy was reversed, and his whole body was filled with severe pain.

If the clouds are still clouds, and the sky is still sky, then what is the meaning of this sword practice?

Even above the clouds deep in the sky, it is still under the sky!

My sword, practiced over and over again, was just a joke. Puchi, Lin Yun's heart was in a severe pain, his emotions fluctuated violently, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body became extremely bad. He was shaking among the clouds.

Going into devil!

A terrible word suddenly appeared in Lin Yun's mind, and his heart suddenly became extremely frightened.

His swordsmanship was extremely strangely disintegrated, as if the skyscrapers were constantly peeling off, and they were about to collapse and fall at any time.

Lin Yun smiled sadly, and heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening!

If you really die after hearing the Tao, it’s just hearing the Tao. This Tao is out of reach, out of reach!!

A terrible hatred suddenly arose in Lin Yun's heart, his eyes were scarlet and blood and tears were thundering.

I hate that the sky is too high and the sword is too short!

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Suddenly, the sound of the piano floating among the clouds changed, turning into a king and a prince looking down on the world. This is not an ordinary king and a prince, high above, like an emperor, looking down on the world, who else can I do?

It was clearly such a domineering voice of a prince, but at this moment it turned into endless tenderness, like gentle and white arms, comforting Lin Yun's body like water.

Lin Yun's expression gradually softened, the collapsed sword intent stopped the decline, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The sound of the piano seems to have magical power. I know that the depression in my heart is so depressed that all kinds of emotions dissipate.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun's heart completely calmed down. He looked at the horizon and sighed: "It's so dangerous."

The figures rose and fell, and a few flashed, and the forest clouds fell in the old place where the woman in white usually met.

In the endless sea of ​​clouds, the peaks stand tall, and in the pavilion above the peak, Luo Hua sat in a white dress and played the piano. As usual, she was wearing a white gauze hat, hazy and blurry, unable to see the other person's appearance clearly.

But just looking at her fingers playing the piano, you can vaguely guess that there is a stunning face hidden under the white gauze.

Luohua!

Lin Yun fell down the sea of ​​clouds, and felt a sense of emotion and laughed softly: "It is the beautiful scenery in Jiangnan. I meet you again in the season of falling flowers."

"Jiangnan? Where is Jiangnan?"

Luo Hua looked up and saw that the beautiful eyes behind the veil were exposed.

A strange color.

Where is Jiangnan?

Lin Yun was a little stunned and then laughed. To be honest, he didn't know where Jiangnan was.

Even if you know, you don’t want to think about it. If possible, it would be better for Jiangnan to live in a dream. When you really arrive in Jiangnan, maybe all the bad things and fantasies will be shattered.

"Jiangnan is just a dream, and the reality of Miss Luohua is. When I woke up from my dream, I saw the girl!" Lin Yun walked to the pavilion and sat down. Seeing that the wine pot had already been placed on the table, his eyes immediately lit up.

Thousand-year-old fire!

He played with the wine pot for a moment, and then filled it with the glass, and saw the clear and cold wine. There were golden flames, dotted with stars, floating and sinking in the wine.

It was indeed a thousand-year-old fire. Lin Yun smiled and shook his glass while playing with it.

After a while, the golden Mars surfaced. These sun fires turned into a golden crow in front of him and soared in the pavilion.

Such a strange phenomenon is indescribable.

Lin Yun picked up the wine glass and drank it all. His face turned rosy. He felt refreshed. He took a deep breath and said, "Good wine!"

"Young Master Lin has obviously killed the Thunder Demon Sword, why is he still so sad in his heart that he almost got into a devil?" Luo Hua, a woman in white, asked curiously.

There was a hint of concern in curiosity.

"Fourth-grade sword intent!"

Lin Yun sipped the wine and said softly.

Just now, he suddenly realized something and thought of the clouds outside the clouds and the sky outside the sky.

It is almost impossible to be above the sky. For a moment, all of what I thought and realized before was shattered. The passion and passion of the past, all of which seemed ridiculous, were to be above the clouds and above the sky.

He was instantly in a daze and almost fell into the abyss, which was extremely terrifying.

He did not hide it, and told the other party about what he thought and what he had just done without reservation.

"There are clouds outside the clouds, and there are sky outside the sky. It is not easy for you to realize this level. Most people in the world can only be under the clouds, and they dare not think about this problem."

Luo Hua's voice sounded very nice. She said in detail: "Many times, we all want to climb the mountain, but after climbing, we will definitely see a higher mountain. Many people will collapse here. They have obviously been dead and have experienced hardships after climbing the mountain. But who would have thought that the mountain is still a mountain, and the clouds are still a cloud above the sky, and it is still a level of heaven."

This is the truth that there are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven.

"The fourth-grade sword intent is really difficult."

Lin Yun sighed, took out the purple jade divine bamboo flute, and started playing it casually in the pavilion.

He blew the sound of kings and princes, and just played with his heart, it was like the sound of nature, with all kinds of strange phenomena appearing on the sea of ​​clouds.

After a song, my depression suddenly disappeared a lot.

"Everything in the world has yin and yang, and is balanced. Among the many great ways, the sword path has the strongest edge, but it is also the most difficult to understand. Other great ways have a little sharper edge, which is relatively easy to master. The fourth-grade sword intent is called Shenxiao! It is said that the sky has nine levels and thirty-six levels, and Shenxiao is the highest sky of the thirty-six heavens."

Luo Hua had already stood up at some point, and she said slowly, "But is this important?"

How high is the sky, and is it important?

Lin Yun's heart was beating wildly, and he suddenly realized. The other party's words seemed to be enlightened, which instantly made him realize. The buzz in his mind exploded, and many bottlenecks followed.

"unimportant."

After a long time, Lin Yun chuckled softly, and smiled like a fairy, and the clouds cleared and the fog dissipated.

boom!

A light bloomed at the center of his eyebrows, and a seed formed by the intent of the sword was completely formed in the center of his eyebrows.

This is a complete sword cocoon. When it breaks out of the cocoon and becomes a butterfly, the fourth-grade sword intent will come naturally.

It doesn’t matter how high the sky is, what is important is the word Shenxiao.

Shenxiao not only has the meaning of the highest heaven, but if it is broken down and solved, it means that the god is in the clouds. The fourth-grade sword intent is above the sky, but the sky is above the sky, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

Then let the sword intent connect with the gods, the gods are in the sky, and my sword is the sky.

Lin Yun's bottleneck in the third-grade sword intent has long been stagnant, and he has always been

In the moment of comprehending, all kinds of fogs dissipated as soon as they were pointed out.

The sword cocoon between the eyebrows was completely formed, and the sword intent reached the realm of half a step in the divine sky.

Just wait for the accumulation of time and you will be able to achieve success. Master the true fourth-grade sword intent. The god is in the sky, and my sword is the sky.

The so-called bottleneck is completely gone.

"Miss Luohua knows so much. I almost died just now. As soon as I know, I am lucky enough to be disguised, the bottleneck of the fourth-grade sword intent was broken like this."

Lin Yun said with emotion.

Luo Hua chuckled softly, "Others are still climbing the mountain, and you are already watching the scenery above the clouds. Sooner or later, I have this disaster. I just happened to be the right time, and it was just a coincidence. With Mr. Lin's heart towards the sword, this disaster will definitely be passed without my voice from the prince. This truth will eventually be understood."
To be continued...