Lin Yun felt irritable, and the music in his ears became increasingly chaotic, sharp, and squeaking, even worse than the crow of a crow.
It's hard to imagine that someone could play the piano so beautifully.
Even if you are a beginner, you are not afraid of this.
Buzz!
The sharp melody of the piano became fainter, but this sudden change of tune made Lin Yun even more uncomfortable. It was like flies flying around him, but he couldn't be swatted to death.
The calm look in his eyes gradually became turbulent, and his delicate and handsome face took on a ferocious look.
Annoying or not?
The ferocious look gradually turned into anger, and the anger was like a river bursting its banks, out of control, gathering in Lin Yun's heart, getting stronger and stronger.
Jump!
When his anger was suppressed to the point where he couldn't control himself, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with killing intent, he raised his feet and was about to jump down.
But just as he was about to jump, a cold wind blew from the abyss, bringing a sense of clarity to his mind.
Lin Yun suddenly woke up, his face changed slightly, his figure flashed, and he took several steps back.
Rub rub rub rub!
He didn't stop until he retreated to the cliff, and quickly closed his eyes.
The sound of the piano has not stopped, but it is still surrounding his ears, still messy and harsh, but Lin Yun's heart has calmed down, and his expression is no longer disturbed.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and the look in his eyes was clear, empty and clear.
It’s not that the sound of the piano is messy and disturbing.
But his heart was already in chaos.
He spent nearly fifty days thinking about crossing the cliff. The endless loneliness and solitude unknowingly affected his state of mind.
The shattered profound veins are hopeless to recover; the swordsmanship cannot be improved, and the complete innate sword intention is far away... Over the years, the Heart Sutra has achieved some success, but it can only draw some flashy spiritual patterns. Can it kill people?
cannot!
His heart was already as messy as a hemp.
Since entering the Sword Pavilion, he has risen strongly and his strength has improved every day. He first broke through the Mysterious Pass, learned the Dragon Tiger Fist, mastered the Overlord Sword, and obtained the Blood Flame Fruit. After that, he made even greater progress in the Magic Lotus Secret Realm, ascending to the top of the mountain.
The top ten floors create legends.
He had a smooth journey, and although he had experienced life and death, he remained calm. He was always able to turn danger into safety, and his strength increased again.
Unknowingly, he had already become accustomed to the speed of growth of his own strength.
Everyone knows that he is a genius and a monster...
Although he was not secretly happy in his heart, in fact, he had already admitted it.
Now his progress in strength has suddenly slowed down, and he has even retreated instead of advancing. This gap is unacceptable to him.
What's more, there are still things to worry about.
The sound of the piano is just a catalyst, even if there is no sound of the piano, sooner or later you will become a demon.
Nirvana and rebirth?
I'm afraid there is only nirvana and no rebirth.
Fortunately, I woke up at the last moment and didn't really jump. Otherwise, I would have been doomed. Once I fell into the abyss, I would have made mistakes all my life.
only……
Where is the way of my sword?
Lin Yun looked at the sky, with a rare flash of confusion in his eyes. There was no cover-up, only the purest confusion.
On weekdays, young people give people the impression of being calm and unpredictable.
It seems that at any time, I have everything in mind and I am not surprised by favors or disgrace.
But after all, I am young and my horizons have not been widened.
In this predicament, confusion and bitterness are unavoidable, as are worries.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yun gradually calmed down, and the messy piano sounds no longer seemed so annoying.
After a while, he took out Qingxuan's notes.
Half a month ago, he had practiced the Heart Sutra of Time to the second level and mastered many second-level spiritual patterns. He was too utilitarian and gave it up because he could not kill people.
Now that I think about it, I feel a little anxious.
"People can't always have smooth sailing, and they can't understand everything in the world. Let's not think about him for the time being."
No longer entangled with the messy piano sounds, no longer irritable and unable to make progress.
Leaning on the rock, with the sky full of clouds, Lin Yun casually flipped through the "Book of Heaven".
There are thirty-six pages of Qingxuan's transcripts, and each page is a picture scroll with spiritual patterns gathered together. It is mysterious and boundless, and the Taoist charm is hidden.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a book from heaven.
For a long time, the Qingxuan transcript was blank in Lin Yun's eyes, and only vague traces could be seen.
Now that the Heart Sutra of Time has broken through to the second level, it may be possible to gain enlightenment.
Having made up his mind, he was immersed in the study of Qingxuan's notes, and the sound of the piano was so confusing that he turned a deaf ear.
Three days later, his eyes were fixed on the first page of Qingxuan's notes.
Compared with the initial blank, he could vaguely see some connections and the spiritual patterns hidden in it.
"This is the flame pattern."
"This is the thunder cloud pattern."
"Is this... a sword pattern?"
"Interesting, it turned out to be three flame patterns, paired with a Geng gold pattern, and a brand new sword pattern. The owner of this record is really colorful. No wonder I couldn't understand it before, I can't even understand the second-grade spiritual pattern, let alone
Don’t talk about these mutated spiritual patterns mixed together.”
Time passed by without realizing it. Lin Yun forgot everything and his whole mind was immersed in it.
Even he didn't notice that in his eyes, the picture drawn on the first page gradually became clearer.
He first saw a broken mountain peak, endless rubble, carrying sharp edges. Like sharp blades, densely packed, piercing the air.
Then, he saw another tiger paw.
To be precise, it should be half of a tiger's arm, falling from the sky. The majestic and vigorous momentum made his heart beat thumpingly.
boom!
I don't know how much time passed, but the complete picture scroll on this page was finally revealed in front of Lin Yun.
This is a picture of mountains and rivers broken into pieces.
It's just that the palm in the painting is not the palm of a human warrior, but the half arm of a fierce tiger. When the tiger's palm fell to the ground, the tens of thousands of mountains shattered into pieces, and countless gaps opened in the ground, which was extremely ferocious.
In the scroll, there is no complete object, the tiger only has half an arm, the mountain peaks are moved by the tiger's palm, and the ground explodes.
Coming towards me, there was endless gravel, densely scattered like arrows, showing the terrifying blow of the tiger's palm landing on the ground.
Lin Yun was extremely shocked. He looked carefully and saw that the picture scroll in front of him was complicated and complicated, with many spiritual patterns flashing continuously.
The entire scroll is made up of thousands of second-grade spiritual patterns, and then stroke by stroke, with majestic and domineering handwriting, this shocking and majestic picture of mountains and rivers shattered by palms is created.
"It's such a big handiwork. The spiritual pattern can actually produce such a terrifying picture. I wonder who the owner of Qingxuan's writings is."
Lin Yun had many thoughts in his mind, which made him amazed and shocked.
At the same time, streams of secret information appeared in his mind. The look in his eyes gradually became clearer, and then the light flashed.
After absorbing the information, his face showed a slightly excited look, and he quickly closed his eyes to comprehend it carefully.
The secret of Qingxuan's notes was finally grasped by Lin Yun in a moment.
It turns out that the real method left behind by the owner of Qingxuan's notes is to use his true energy to condense spiritual patterns and imprint the spiritual pattern scroll in his body.
This is a secret technique called Qianji Seal, which can transform the true essence into spiritual patterns and write scrolls in the body.
Once you encounter an enemy, you can use the scroll to kill the opponent.
"interesting!"
Lin Yun opened his eyes, his eyes flashing.
If it were an ordinary person, even if he had gone through all the troubles to understand the scroll, he might not be able to draw it successfully. But he was different. He had mastered the Heart Sutra of Time.
, using the power of years to condense the true essence and write spiritual patterns, it is easy and comfortable.
Furthermore, drawing a picture requires time and patience, and others may not waste their energy on it and delay their practice.
Lin Yun was different. He had plenty of time and patience in Siguoyazhong.
Don't hesitate now, think about it carefully.
Four days later, he completely mastered the key points of Qian Ji Transformation.
Sitting cross-legged, his fingers changed and intertwined into different handprints. The light bloomed, dazzling and constantly changing.
When the Thousand Machine Seals were successfully condensed, Lin Yun's mind was immersed in an illusory space.
Among the purple kites in the pubic area of his body, there are many figures of small figures, using their hands as pens to draw eighteen circles of light flashing around them.
The light pattern is derived from the power of time, just like the ripples of water, rippling non-stop.
He activated the Thousand Machines Seal, used the power of the years to condense his true energy, and wrote spiritual patterns within his body to draw this map of broken mountains and rivers.
When I actually drew it, I realized that it was much more difficult than I imagined.
It is not a simple copying, directly outlining these more than a thousand spiritual patterns, but they are interlocking, tightly connected, and the charm is vivid. If there is a slight difference, it will not be a painting.
If you make the slightest mistake, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Several times, Lin Yun succeeded in drawing, but when he put pen to paper, he discovered that something was wrong.
After seven days of hard work, everything was completely useless.
"Failed again?"
After many consecutive failures, Lin Yun was exhausted and looked depressed.
Taking out Qingxuan's transcript from his arms, Lin Yun read it again, not daring to forget every detail.
No, my details should be correct, and I haven’t forgotten the charm and dynamic changes in it, but why didn’t it work?
What's the problem?
Lin Yun's eyes were fixed on this picture of mountains and rivers shattered by palms, as if he was in a daze.
That's it!
Suddenly, Lin Yun suddenly understood and finally figured out what the problem was.
Although this picture of Shattering Mountains and Rivers with Palm only has half an arm, the aura of the tiger that has not yet fully appeared permeates every corner of the picture.
The power of a palm can shatter ten thousand solitary peaks. Needless to say, this tiger is so brave and domineering.
This domineering spirit that implies the whole picture must be permeated in it, otherwise this painting will never be successfully completed.
After careful inspection, Lin Yun found that as expected, he found hidden spiritual patterns in the scroll.
These spiritual patterns cannot be caught even if one looks hard at them.
Only by feeling the tiger that has not yet appeared can we use this as a clue to uncover the layers.
The hidden second-grade spiritual patterns are simply wonderful. They are obviously scattered all over the map, but at first glance, there are no traces.
After digging through the cocoons and discovering them all, I suddenly realized that they were everywhere.
Lin Yun closed Qingxuan's notes and was speechless for a long time.
I admire the owner of Qingxuan's notes to the point of indescribable admiration. It's such a feeling that I can't help but feel convinced.
It was both shocking and deeply frustrating.
"There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside people... This world is so big, and what I have seen and felt is not even the tip of the iceberg."
Lin Yun sighed, but then his eyes filled with infinite pride.
Thoughts over the cliff trapped his body, but could not restrain his heart. At this moment, his heart truly walked out of this prison.
The gloom swept away from the young man's eyes, and his face, which was obviously tired and haggard, became graceful because of those eyes.
The sound of the piano sounded again, and in Lin Yun's ears, it was no longer so harsh and difficult to hear.
Perhaps, the sound of the piano has not changed, but only the people's hearts have changed.
But at the moment, Lin Yun had no intention of paying attention to the music. He just wanted to try it this time.
This time, he was 100% sure that he could draw this map of mountains and rivers shattered by the palm of his hand!
