Lin Yun felt irritated, and the sound of the piano was getting more and more messy, sharp and harsh, and chirping, even worse than the crow's screams.
It is hard to imagine that someone can play the piano so badly.
Even beginners are afraid that this will not be the case.
Buzzing!
The sharp piano tune became weaker, but this sudden change made Lin Yun even more uncomfortable. It was like flies flying around, but they couldn't even slap them to death.
The calm expression in his eyes gradually became turbulent, and the handsome face was a bit ferocious.
Is it annoying?
The ferocious look gradually turned into anger, and anger came together. It was like a river breaking a dam, and it was uncontrollable, gathering in Lin Yun's heart, gathering more and more fiercely.
Jump!
When his anger was so suppressed that he could not control himself, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with murderous aura, raised his foot and wanted to jump down.
But just as he was about to jump, a cold wind blew from the abyss, making his mind look bright.
Lin Yun woke up instantly, his face changed slightly, his body flickered, and he took several steps in a row.
Rush!
He retreated to the cliff before stopping, and quickly closed his eyes.
The sound of the piano has not stopped, but it is still surrounded by ears, still messy and harsh, but Lin Yun's heart is calm and his expression is no longer full of turbulence.
After a long time, he opened his eyes slowly, and his eyes were clear and clear.
It is not that the sound of the piano is messy and disturbing.
But his heart was already in chaos.
After entering the cliff of thought, he had been nearly fifty days, and his endless loneliness and loneliness unknowingly affected his state of mind.
The broken mysterious veins are hopeless to recover; swordsmanship cannot be improved, and the complete innate sword intent is far away... The Heart Sutra of time has achieved some small success, but you can only draw some flashy spiritual patterns, can you kill people?
cannot!
His heart was already messy.
Since entering the Sword Pavilion, its strong rise and its strength has improved every day. First, break through the entrance hall, learn the Dragon and Tiger Fist, master the Domineering Sword, and obtain the Blood Flame Fruit, and then make rapid progress in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm.
Top ten floors to create legends.
He has a smooth journey, and although he has experienced life and death, he is still calm. He can always turn danger into safety, and his strength will increase again.
Before he knew it, he had long been accustomed to the growth rate of his own strength.
Everyone says that he is a genius and a monster...
Although he was not secretly happy, he had already admitted it.
Now his strength progress has suddenly slowed down, and he has not even stepped forward but retreated. This gap has made him unable to accept it.
What's more, there is still something to worry about.
The sound of the piano is just a catalyst, and even if there is no sound of the piano, if this continues, it will sooner or later become a devil.
Nirvana and rebirth?
I am afraid there is only Nirvana and no rebirth.
Fortunately, I woke up at the last moment and didn’t really jump. Otherwise, I would be doomed and would be missed forever.
only……
Where is my sword?
Lin Yun looked at the sky, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. There was no concealment, only the purest confusion.
On weekdays, the feeling that a young man gives people is calm and unpredictable.
It seems that at any time, I am confident and unstoppable and unstoppable.
But at the end of the day, my age is not long and my horizons are not open.
When you encounter this dilemma, confusion and bitterness are inevitable, and troubles are the same.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yun's heart gradually calmed down, and the chaotic sound of the piano seemed to be no longer so annoying.
After a while, Qingxuan's record was taken out.
Half a month ago, he practiced the Heart Sutra to the second level and mastered many second-grade spiritual patterns. He was too utilitarian and gave up just because he could not kill people.
Now that I think about it, I feel a little anxious.
"It is impossible for a person to be smooth sailing forever, and it is impossible to understand everything in the world. Let's not think about him for the time being."
No longer entanglement of the messy piano sound, no longer irritable strength.
Relying on the rocks, Lin Yun casually looked through this "Book of Heaven".
Qingxuan’s record, a total of thirty-six pages, each page is a scroll made of spiritual patterns, with endless mystery and boundless Taoist rhyme hidden.
It can be said that it is a heavenly book, which is not an exaggeration.
For a long time, the Qingxuan record was blank in Lin Yun's eyes, and only blurred traces were seen.
Now that the Heart Sutra has broken through the second level of time, you may be able to understand it.
He made up his mind and immersed himself in the comprehending Qingxuan's record. The sound of the piano was shattered and turned a deaf ear.
Three days later, his eyes were fixed on the first page of Qingxuan's record.
Compared with the initial blank space, he could vaguely see some veins and the spiritual patterns hidden in it.
“This is a flame pattern.”
"This is a thunder cloud pattern."
"Is this...sword pattern?"
"Interestingly, it actually uses three flame patterns, paired with a Gengjin pattern, and mixed with a brand new sword pattern. The owner of this record is really colorful. No wonder I couldn't understand it before, I didn't even know the second-grade spiritual pattern.
Don’t talk about these mutated spiritual patterns that are mixed together.”
Time passed, and without realizing it, Lin Yun was forgotten and his whole mind was immersed in it.
Even he didn't notice that in his eyes, the scroll drawn on the first page gradually became clear.
He first saw a broken mountain, with endless gravel carrying a sharp edge, like sharp blades, densely packed, coming through the sky.
Immediately afterwards, he saw another tiger palm.
To be precise, it should be half a tiger's arm falling from the sky, and the majestic and thick aura, the oppressive heart thrust constantly.
boom!
I don’t know how long it has passed, but the complete picture of this page has finally been revealed in front of Lin Yun.
This is a picture of mountains and rivers.
However, the palm in the painting is not the palm of a human warrior, but half of the arm of a tiger. The tiger's palm fell to the ground, and the mountain peaks shattered with a bang, and countless gaps exploded on the ground, extremely ferocious.
There is no complete object in the scroll, the tiger has only half of its arm, the mountain peak is shifted by the tiger's palm, and the ground explodes.
When it hits the face, there are endless gravels, which scatter densely like arrows, showing the terrifying blow of the tiger's palm falling to the ground.
Lin Yun was shocked. When he looked carefully, he saw the scroll in front of him, which was complicated and complicated, and many spiritual patterns kept flashing.
The entire scroll is made of thousands of second-grade spiritual patterns, and then strokes and strokes, creating this shocking and grand map of the mountain and river with a magnificent and domineering hand.
"What a big deal, the spiritual pattern can actually evolve into such a terrifying picture. I wonder who the owner of Qingxuan's record is."
Lin Yun had many thoughts in his mind, which were amazed and shocked.
At the same time, secret messages like flowing water appeared in his mind. The expression in his eyes gradually became clear and then the light flashed.
After the information was absorbed, a look of excitement appeared on his face, and he quickly closed his eyes and realized it carefully.
At one moment, the mystery of Qingxuan's record was finally mastered by Lin Yun.
It turns out that the real method left by the owner of Qingxuan's record is to use true energy to condense spiritual patterns and imprint a scroll of spiritual patterns in his body.
This is a secret technique called Qianji Seal, which can transform true essence into spiritual patterns and write pictures in the body.
Once you encounter an enemy, you can draw a picture and kill your opponent.
"interesting!"
Lin Yun opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed.
If an ordinary person has worked hard to understand the picture, he will probably find it difficult to successfully draw it. But he is different. He has mastered the Heart Sutra of Time
, using the power of time to condense the true essence and write spiritual patterns, it is easy and easy.
Furthermore, it takes time and patience to draw a picture, and others may not be able to waste their energy and delay their practice.
Lin Yun is different. In this cliff of thinking, he has time and patience.
I am not hesitating now, but I think about it carefully.
Four days later, the key points of Qianji Breakthrough were fully mastered by him.
He sat cross-legged, his fingers changing, intertwined into different handprints, the light bloomed, his eyes dazzled, and his constant change.
When the Thousand Mechanical Seals were successfully condensed, Lin Yun's mind was immersed in an illusory space.
Among the purple kite flowers in the dantian inside his body, there are many figures of villains who debut, using their hands as their pens to snare the eighteen circles of light flickering around them.
The light pattern is formed by the power of time, like the ripples of water waves, rippling constantly.
It activates the Thousand Machine Seals to condense the true essence with the power of time, writes spiritual patterns in the body, and draws this map of broken mountains and rivers.
Only when I really draw it, I realized that the difficulty was far beyond my imagination.
It is not a simple copying, but directly outlined these more than a thousand spiritual patterns, but is linked together, firmly and closely matched, with a lively charm. If you have a slight difference, you cannot make a painting.
If there is a slight mistake, all previous efforts will be wasted.
Several times, Lin Yun successfully drew it, but at the moment of writing, he found that something was wrong.
After seven days of hard work, it was completely ruined.
"Has it failed again?"
After many consecutive failures, Lin Yun was exhausted and looked listless.
Taking Qingxuan's record from his arms, Lin Yun looked at it again, and dared not forget every detail.
No, I should be correct in the details. I have not forgotten the changes in the charm and agility, but why did it still not come true?
What's the problem?
Lin Yun stared at this picture of the broken palms, like a demon.
It's it!
Suddenly, Lin Yun suddenly realized and finally figured out where the problem lies.
Although the palm of the mountain and river map was only half an arm, the aura of the tiger that had not fully appeared was permeated in every corner of the scroll.
The power of a palm can shake the lonely peak of ten thousand feet. Needless to say, how brave and domineering this tiger is.
This domineering aura that implies the whole picture must be filled with it, otherwise this painting will never be successfully drawn.
After a closer look, Lin Yun found hidden spiritual patterns in the scroll.
These spiritual patterns cannot be captured even if they are carefully gazing.
Only by realizing the unappeared tiger can we use this as a clue and uncover it layer by layer.
These hidden second-grade spiritual patterns are simply wonderful. They are clearly spread throughout the picture, but at first glance, there is no trace.
After I was able to peel off my silk and discover it all, I realized that it was everywhere.
Lin Yun closed the Qingxuan record and was speechless for a long time.
I admire the owner of this Qingxuan record so much that I can't express it. I feel that I admire the mountains and am convinced.
It is both shocking and brings a deep sense of frustration.
"There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky... The world is so big that I am afraid that the tip of the iceberg will not count."
Lin Yun sighed, but then there was infinite pride in his eyes.
The cliff of thought traps his body, but cannot limit his heart. His heart truly walks out of this cage at this moment.
The boy's eyes were swept away, and his obviously tired and haggard face became boundless because of those eyes.
The sound of the piano sounded again, and it became less harsh and ugly in Lin Yun's ears.
Perhaps, the sound of the piano has not changed, but only the hearts of the people.
But Lin Yun had no intention of paying attention to the sound of the piano at the moment, and he just wanted to try this time.
This time, he was 100% sure to draw this map of the broken mountains and rivers!