Finally, he looked at Qingxuan's record, Lin Yun closed the record and sat cross-legged.
Thousand Machine Seals!
The fingers cross and change, and the obscure and complex handprints keep flashing between their hands.
Lin Yun slowly closed his eyes, looked inward, and landed on the resource petals in his dantian again.
With many previous failed experiences, this time I was familiar with the process and had no obstacles when drawing this time.
He is like a painter who splashes ink, using true essence and the power of time as ink, using thousands of seals as pens, and splashes ink as pens.
Flame pattern, thunder cloud pattern, Geng gold pattern, wind feather pattern, cold cloud pattern... Each perfect second-grade spiritual pattern is outlined in its body and mixed together. It is like a drop of water, gradually
When spread out, many spiritual patterns are intertwined and intertwined.
Looking from outside, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his fingers were as green as jade. In the cross-changing, it was like a butterfly flying, light and agile, and like a dreamy light and shadow, unpredictable.
Thousands of machine seals, thousands of machines are ever-changing, and ever-changing.
Without Thousand Machine Seals, many irrelevant spiritual patterns cannot fit into each other and become painted.
Time passes, three days later.
Around the purple vase, the power of the pale white years is weak and cannot be seen clearly, and it is almost exhausted.
Lin Yun made his last stroke and successfully drew the map of mountains and rivers.
In his body, many spiritual patterns are like stars, imprinted on the meridians that penetrate the limbs and bones of the body. The flowing light is shining and crystal clear. At first glance, it looks like the stars in the sky in the endless darkness.
But when you look closely, you can be surprised to find that the twinkling stars in the starry sky are clearly a scroll.
The tiger's palm fell from the sky, shattering the lonely peaks of thousands of feet, making the mountains and rivers tremble.
The terrifying aura hits the face, making people's heart beat faster and chill.
Lin Yun opened his eyes, and the light flashed in his eyes, and he spit out a long turbid air.
The charm and spirit are all there, and this picture of the broken palms of the mountains and rivers has finally been truly completed.
"Try the power!"
As his mind moved slightly, Lin Yun suddenly burst out from the inside to the outside, and his body was filled with bright spiritual lights. His body was under pressure, and he was surging wildly. The nineth level of Xuanwu, the tenth level of Xuanwu, and the half-step purple mansion...
boom!
After reaching the amazing half-step Zifu, the aura on his body continued to soar, soaring to the suffocating Zifu realm.
The light surged and the wind suddenly rose.
Accompanied by a shocking tiger roar, a huge tiger palm suddenly fell in the air, and it fell down rapidly with a thunderous momentum.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
When the tiger's palm fell on the cliff of Sigu, the mountain swayed violently, with loud noises and endless roars, as if the heaven and earth were under this palm, trembling.
Seeing that the cliff of thought could not withstand such a terrifying blow, a column of light suddenly lit up from the cliff.
However, the spiritual array hidden in the cliff was completely activated after this great change.
The majestic formation has endured the power of this palm.
In the air.
Several deacons stood on the sword sculpture, and were secretly shocked when they looked at what happened on the cliff of Siguo.
"What a terrible power. How did this be done? It actually activated the mountain protection array."
"Hasn't you cut off your mysterious vein?"
“Incredible…”
One by one, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, and his eyes were filled with horror. The eighth level of Xuanwu's cultivation level could actually burst out with such amazing power.
It's really unbelievable and I can't imagine how it was done.
After a few people secretly observed it, they confirmed that Lin Yun showed no sign of escape, they took a deep look and left quietly.
The storm dissipated, and the thoughts passed by on the cliff.
Lin Yun's eyes were surprised, and the shock in his heart was no less than these deacons.
Too scary!
Even if he was at the peak of the Ninth Level of Xuanwu, the mirror flowers and water moons he sacrificed were almost the same as that of him, and he was even more powerful than that.
The most serious thing is that after drawing the palm-shattered mountain and river map in advance, there is no need to consume true energy when it is sacrificed.
The palm is broken, and this name is true.
With Lin Yun's realm, it is naturally impossible to do it. One palm shatters the strength of the lonely peak in Wanren. But if he has the Zifu realm and Tianpo realm, and then uses this picture to sacrifice it, it would be easy to break the mountain and river.
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After being shocked, he gradually calmed down and thought about the reasons.
Spiritual pattern!
The reason is probably because of the spiritual pattern. If his true energy is released at will, the power that bursts out will be
Ten. After the power of time is crafted, this true essence explodes again, and its power will definitely be superimposed.
Thinking of this, Lin Yun's thoughts gradually became clearer.
This is like a piece of iron, grinding into a sharp blade, and its lethality will skyrocket. A piece of uncensored jade will be priceless after being carved.
That's the truth.
Lin Yun closed his eyes and looked at the spiritual patterns imprinted on the meridians. After being released, these originally dazzling spiritual patterns as bright as stars were dull and light and did not show up.
However, the architecture has not dispersed, so obviously there is no need to re-draw.
As long as the power of time and true energy are restored, use Thousand Machine Seals to light it up one by one.
"One single spiritual pattern cannot kill people, but when this spiritual pattern becomes a painting, it is more than just killing people!"
Lin Yun whispered to himself softly, and a strong domineering aura flashed through his words.
A vast door opened to him, allowing him to see the terrible part of the spiritual pattern. Master Xuan should not underestimate it.
"After thinking about it, there is still some improvement in this palm-shattered map of mountains and rivers."
After thinking about it carefully, Lin Yun looked through Qingxuan's record and looked at it again.
His heart was completely calm at this moment.
In the days that followed, there was no irritability, the haze disappeared, and the devil disappeared.
During the day, you either study Qingxuan’s records, watch the clouds and listen to the rain, or practice swordsmanship.
The peak and perfect Shuiyue Sword Technique is free and easy to use in his hands. Two different artistic conceptions are as they wish and change at will.
The more you study, the more you feel that this sword technique still has many potential to tap.
It is not that the flaw needs to be completed, but that it is simply a feeling that the Shuiyue Sword Technique can go further.
He felt a vague door, but he could not get it in and was puzzled.
Invisibly, his swordsmanship reached a certain limit.
This limit is not the limit of his own strength, but the limit of his vision.
The beggar eats steamed buns every day. The imaginary emperor is also a lord who eats meat buns. It's very vulgar, but this is the vision.
But most people are deep in it without knowing it.
Because they can't even eat steamed buns, why should they worry about what happened after eating steamed buns?
Lin Yun stood with his "sword" and thought to pass the cliff, and slowly paced.
The sword is a dead tree branch.
It can be blessed by the half-step innate sword intent, and it is not inferior to any mysterious weapon.
Where is the way?
Lin Yun was thinking, but this time it was not the confusion when he thought last time, but a kind of rise.
One header is the tip of two passes. The same sentence is two different states of mind.
Just at this moment, the sound of the piano rose again, passing through the cold abyss, echoing in Lin Yun's ears.
The sound of the piano is small, like the sound of the yellow orioles, like the sing of birds... like the flowing water of mountains and flowing water, the flowing water is crisp and pleasant, and the sound of metal and stone is endless.
Since Lin Yun appeared on the Siguo Cliff, the sound of the piano has never stopped.
At first, to him, it was messy and harsh, like a magic sound. But as the mood changes, the sound of the piano continues to soothe, and now it is like a fairy sound, ethereal and agile.
He is as smart as him, so he has known it for a long time.
The sound of the piano has never changed, but his own heart is changing.
"Who is it?"
Lin Yun aroused curiosity. This person could play the piano in the cliff of thought, and he certainly had a good position within the sect.
If it were a bad person, he would have been driven away by the deacon on the cliff of Siguo. How could he stay here for more than three months?
Did the piano sound come because of me, or was it already there?
Countless doubts surrounded the heart, Lin Yun gradually came to the cliff and condensed into the abyss.
The abyss cannot be jumped.
The Protector Mei told him that in the past, there were people who wanted to slip out of the abyss, but most of them ended up miserably, and there was no place to die, which was a taboo.
The wind blew away the clouds, revealing a dark abyss.
Apart from the endless cold, there is nothing, so cold that it makes people tremble.
Lin Yun stared at the abyss quietly, and his heart was filled with horror, as if a devil was waiting for him in the abyss.
Ferocious, terrifying.
Just one glance makes people chill, make their legs tremble, and make people subconsciously stay away.
He slowly closed his eyes, and thoughts flashed like lightning in his mind.
Where is the way?
Endless thoughts gather four words and linger in my heart.
Lin Yun opened his eyes,
A decision flashed through the middle, and the long hair was flying, and the sharpness between the eyebrows was unrestrained.
Go forward to the heart of the sword!
boom!
Without fear, he never looked back, like a sharp sword, breaking through the air.
The wind suddenly rose and fell constantly. Time seemed to be still, and it took a long time to go long and there was no intention of stopping.
Suddenly, the piano sounded again and Lin Yun's eyes lit up.
A quiet lake appeared in the field of view and fell heavily on the lake before it could react.
Bang!
The lake suddenly became alarmed, with waves endlessly turbulent and endless surging.
Zheng!
The sound of the piano suddenly became fierce, and a murderous intent filled the lake.
Through the heavy mist, Lin Yun vaguely saw an island in the middle of the lake. There was a pavilion on the island, and there was a vague figure in the pavilion, playing the piano, and the murderous intent also arose.
Without thinking about it, he counted the water column, broke through the air like a sharp sword, and rushed towards him.
Lin Yun raised his hand and punched him. The Shengyin appeared. The power of the five cauldrons exploded, smashing the several water pillars with one punch.
Wow!
The water column had just dissipated, and a wave of water rushed in front of him like a tsunami, turning into a beast to swallow him.
clank!
The sound of the piano is irritating, like a monster roaring.
Seven Xuan Steps, golden crow spreads its wings!
Lin Yun spread his arms and then rose into the air, pointed to a sword, and sacrificed a bright moonlight.
The lake seemed to have a bright moon falling, and a vast and magnificent sword light roared away.
Bang!
All the beast-like waves exploded, and the waves tumbling in the sky turned into heavy rain.
A moment of shock, the sword was shot without ease!
As it slowly fell down, purple kite marks bloomed on Lin Yun's back of his hand, and purple sword lights appeared in front of the old man in the blink of an eye.
The old man swung around in the air, avoiding the sword light that broke through the air, and the sound of the piano lingered, and he fell again.
With the ten fingers tweaked, they started to bounce again.
Frost is thousands of miles away!
Before he could get up, Lin Yun's fingers slashed in front of his chest. The sword energy was scattered and the cold light was everywhere. No matter the rising water column, the rotating ripples, and the beating water splashes on the lake, they were all frozen.
Suddenly, a strange ice scene appeared on the lake.
But it only existed for a moment, but this moment was enough for Lin Yun to go to the island.
boom!
The moment I went to the island, all the icy scenery behind me melted. Countless splashes fell, and many waves rose behind Lin Yun, reaching dozens of feet high.
Looking forward, the old man in the pavilion was slightly fat, with an old face, wrinkles, and his long hair was gray and gray.
Only one pair of eyes, one pair of eyes is like a star gem, bright and dazzling, and it is breathtaking. It is like a sharp sword, sharp and sharp, piercing through the void, making people dare not look directly at it.
"Sir, how long have you been here?"
Lin Yun walked forward and asked.
"Ten years."
"Ten years, what should I do?"
"Looking at the flowers, the flowers bloomed like ten years ago, but not the same as people, but handsome ten years ago."
The old man sighed while playing the piano.
Lin Yun walked up to the pavilion, looked at the other person's appearance, and smiled and said, "I'm afraid it wasn't very handsome ten years ago?"
"You want to talk to me?"
The old man's face turned cold.
Lin Yun was not anxious and pondered: "I have been watching flowers for ten years, and the flowers bloom as old as before, but people are not as old as before. The old marks on the forehead have not yet left, and new patterns have been added to the corners of my eyes. Even if my belt is getting wider, I will not regret watching flowers.
ten years!"
The old man was slightly stunned, speechless, and then sneered: "Since ancient times, the belt has become wider, and it is said that people are thinner. Are you laughing at me?"
"I dare not. It's just that thin people have something to be wronged. Only fat people are wronged. If you can be fat as a ball, you can be domineering."
Lin Yun laughed softly.
rock!
The old man suddenly stood up, overturned the long piano on the table, and sneered: "I'm just talking about my fat again!"
Seeing this, Lin Yun stopped entangling and pondered: "I'll ask."
"Ask."
The old man looked cold and his face remained unchanged: "For ten years, I have been thinking about the cliff, and some people have come and go. Some people are afraid and dare not jump, some people jump into the abyss, die in devils, and some people die in my husband's piano sound
Next, you are the first to walk to me. I will be qualified to ask you!"
[Tomorrow speed up the progress, and for the other ten years of viewing flowers, the sentence is original by me.]