Chapter 579 There is nothing in the world, I present you a white horseshoe
Chapter 579
The scroll hung in the air in front of Lin Yun, and slowly unfolded bit by bit.
After a while, the tiger that had caused great psychological shock to Lin Yun appeared. When the scroll was fully unfolded, at a glance, the tiger occupied the entire picture. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even notice the presence of the man in Tsing Yi.
.
To be precise, more people were unable to withstand the impact of such fierce tigers, and were so frightened that they dropped the scroll the moment it was unfolded. In his eyes, the scroll was filled with the majesty of a king, as if a tiger swallowing mountains and rivers. But the real thing
For those who can withstand the power of this tiger, the picture will suddenly change dramatically. The tiger with unparalleled power and ability to swallow the stars, the sun and the moon will become a supporting role in the blink of an eye.
Become quiet and peaceful, close your eyes and smell the fragrance of the roses in the palm of the man in blue.
The fragrance of flowers filled the air, and the man in blue, holding a sword in his right hand and spreading roses in his left hand, showed his true face in Mount Lu.
Right now, this is what Lin Yun sees. He has seen this scene countless times. He knows that soon, the flower in his palm will rise, and the man in Tsing Yi will become the absolute protagonist in the painting. But
The picture will become increasingly blurry.
If you don't have attainments in spiritual patterns, you will be completely unable to see clearly.
Sure enough, within a moment, the scene in the painting began to fill with mist. In the mist, only a figure in green could be vaguely seen.
Lin Yun stared carefully, and at the same time, the natal soul seal in Xuan Palace glowed with bursts of light. A faint wedding wave slowly radiated from his body.
Where do flowers come from?
See clearly!
The picture in front of him became blurry and became clear. The man in green holding the sword was mumbling to himself, and the rose gently fell from his palm. He held the sword in his right hand and danced in the air.
Flowers fell on the tip of the sword, blooming with dazzling light. At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi, who was as calm as water, suddenly erupted with infinite sword power, which was much stronger than the tiger that swallowed mountains and rivers, and could swallow up the sun, moon and stars.
multiple times.
The brilliance of that sword illuminates the mountains and rivers.
The rose bloomed at the tip of the sword, and thousands of rays of light exploded. The light dispersed across the sky and the earth, dazzling more than the stars and competing with the sun and the moon. It was as if the next sword fell, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away would tremble under this sword.
When he sheathed his sword, flowers were falling, colorful and colorful.
Suddenly, the man in Tsing Yi looked back and smiled, a smile that eclipsed all the flowers. His gaze passed through the scroll and met Lin Yun's eyes. His gaze was as sharp as a sword. In a daze, it penetrated the barrier of time and space, making Lin Yun feel an inexplicable feeling.
tight.
Coming!
It was this sword, the sword that was about to break the painting, that made Lin Yun unable to resist every time. It made him unable to explore the true charm of this set of swordsmanship, and it was still unknown. Where did this flower come from?
Thump thump!
Lin Yun's heart was beating wildly. At this moment, he was extremely nervous and his face was more solemn than ever before. There was even a large amount of sweat on his forehead, dripping out drop by drop.
The feeling of uneasiness cannot be concealed at all.
There was no way Lin Yun could keep calm in such a mood. He could not remember how many times he was frightened out of his wits by the sword that broke the painting.
This time, he received many blessings and gained great opportunities in that half of the divine pattern.
Both his attainments in spiritual patterns and his own sword power have improved to a higher level. He is no longer what he used to be. If he is still unable to stop him, all his efforts will be in vain.
Such failures and setbacks will severely damage his self-confidence.
Lin Yun didn't care much about many things, but as long as it was something he really cared about. His determination to win, his stubbornness and pride, no one could compare with him.
Click!
There was a sound of the picture exploding. The man in Tsing Yi looked back and smiled. He drew his sword and jumped into the air. In a moment, the sky was filled with flowers and rain, and the endless mountains and rivers burst out of the picture with his sword.
Lin Yun's pupils shrank sharply, and the moment the scroll was completely shattered, cracks seemed to appear in this area of the world, shattering into countless small pieces like glass.
Time froze and the world stood still. Lin Yun's thoughts came to a complete halt. His upper and lower lips were slightly open, but he couldn't open them if he wanted to, and couldn't close them if he wanted to.
The racing heart stopped suddenly.
Can't move! Can't breathe!!
Endless fear came from all directions. In Lin Yun's weak perception, there was boundless darkness rolling in, and the light in his world was shrinking little by little. In the blink of an eye, the boundless darkness was like a silent hell.
Death will swallow it up.
Are you going to die?
hateful!
Lin Yun never expected that even if his own strength had completely changed, he would still be so horrified when faced with this sword. The situation he was in now was really unexpected, and he felt a deep sense of unwillingness rising deep in his heart.
Can't die, can't die, can't die...
But this silent cry was completely useless, and the darkness swallowed him completely in an instant.
The whole world suddenly stopped, and Lin Yun had no consciousness anymore. He could only feel his consciousness falling bit by bit into an abyss.
But at the moment when his soul was about to be completely swallowed by the power of a sword, the phoenix feather soul seal in the Xuan Palace suddenly burned with golden flames. In the bright light, the rising flames exuded a hint of magic.
The power of patterns.
boom!
Along with the rising flames, the endless darkness was instantly wiped away by the power of the divine pattern, and Lin Yun's vision suddenly returned to clarity.
As soon as he saw it, a figure came towards him. Lin Yun was shocked. Before he could react, the opponent grabbed his wrist and pulled it hard.
Wow!
Lin Yun's physical body did not move, but he felt that the other party's tug seemed to tear all his soul and consciousness out of his body.
Just as he was looking slightly confused and looking around at the surrounding environment, two people fell in front of him, a man and a woman.
The man is dressed in green, holding a funeral flower, and has a pair of deep eyes, as clear as the blue sky. The exquisite facial features are flawless, without any flaws, just like beautiful jade, rich and handsome, and beautiful. All the beautiful words in the world are placed in it.
There seems to be something about him that is not worthy of his style.
It's him...
Lin Yun murmured to himself that this was the man in Tsing Yi he had seen countless times in the painting. But he didn't expect that this man was so handsome, as if he was an immortal. Compared with him, the woman next to him made Lin Yun even more handsome.
The clouds are even more moving.
It is a kind of beauty that belongs only to the human world. It is simple and unpretentious. At first glance, it is not surprising, but it becomes more and more eye-catching and you can't help but immerse yourself in it.
One of them is an immortal, the other a mortal, but they each have their own grace and beauty, not inferior to each other.
Just as Lin Yun was sizing her up, the man in green took the woman's arm and walked quickly towards him.
"It turns out that the person who held my hand just now was not mine... No, it was coming towards me."
Just when Lin Yun was at a loss, the two of them went straight through him.
Lin Yun was inexplicably stunned, and suddenly realized that he was already in the painting. The person in the painting was just a long-standing memory, not a real person.
When he turned around to look, the man in green was already dancing with a sword, while the woman watched quietly, with a faint smile on her face. She whispered: "Where do the flowers come from?"
When Lin Yun heard her voice, he was immediately shocked. The voice was like clear spring water, water hitting the rocks, and the echo was moving.
The man in green smiled when he heard the words, and drew out his sword. Hundreds of flowers on the ground danced and rose into the sky. But only a single rose fell on the tip of the sword impartially.
The moment the rose fell on the tip of the sword, the rose bloomed with light, eclipsing all the flowers in the world. The sharp edge of the sword tip, along with the light of the rose, reached a terrifying level, as if mountains and rivers could be stabbed by his sword.
wear.
"Where do I come from?" The smile on the woman's face became thicker and she whispered again.
The man in Tsing Yi swung his sword, and his body shape changed. In an instant, there was no trace of the man in Tsing Yi in this world. Only the flower, only the rose on the tip of the sword, suddenly shattered and scattered into countless flowers.
The petal evolved into a storm.
Buzz!
The storm composed of petals, while rotating, burst out with sword chants that filled the sky and swept the world.
"The empty landscape is full of water, and Konoha is like a wind owl!"
When the storm dispersed and the sword light reappeared, Lin Yun realized that the man in Tsing Yi was always there, just hiding himself in the vast sword force. The reappeared sword light burst out with a loud sword chant, and that
The vast sword power, in the hands of the man in green, is like a river and lake, surrounding the empty mountain, lingering endlessly.
The breeze blew by, and there was no empty mountain or water. There was only a few fallen leaves, moving with the wind. In the vast world, this fallen leaf was so small, but the fallen leaves kept trembling in the wind. Lin Yun's eyes widened. This sword was huge.
From small to small, from stillness to movement, the transformation of artistic conception is really breathtaking.
"The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the raindrops are as thin as sorrow!" The woman's red lips were kissed, and her ethereal voice sounded like a tired bird flying away.
The sword is turning, and the vast sword light is like scattered petals, dancing and flying; with the drizzle, the sword light becomes more and more agile, densely packed, hitting the raindrops, making a jade-breaking sound, ding-ding-dong-dong.
, endlessly melodious.
"I have nothing in this world, so I give you white horse hooves!" The woman's voice became firm at this moment, but there was all kinds of tenderness in this firmness, but the world didn't care.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi's sword movement was like a shower of flying flowers and threads. It suddenly became louder, grander and more domineering.
"I came from heaven!"
In the midst of the majestic and domineering majestic sword force, the man in Tsing Yi, whose figure had been hazy before, suddenly appeared. Amidst the loud shouts, he fell from the sky, swung out his sword, and swept thousands of horses and troops, endless mountains and rivers,
Cut them all down.
"Flowers rise from the palm of your hand!"
The man in Tsing Yi flipped his hand, and the flower-burial sword penetrated the ground in front of him, trembling incessantly. He spread out his backhand, and a flower bud slowly unfolded in his palm. The flower-burial sword was tightly attached to his right arm, and he only slowly moved his left hand.
Rising.
Boom!
During the rise, as the buds opened, the terrifying sword intent continued to surge in his body, making people unable to open their eyes. The sky and the earth were trembling violently under the sword intent.
"One thought consumes all the light..."
The flower buds bloomed suddenly in the palm of his hand. The man in green raised his brows, his eyes flashed with divine light, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Illuminate thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers!"
Immediately, the flower in the palm of his hand burst out with light, and the man in green shrouded in this light, with his brilliant sword power, was like the sun illuminating the sky and the earth.
The heart of a sword is clear and bright. When the dust dissipates, the brilliance of the sun will shine through thousands of mountains and rivers.
The brilliance became brighter and brighter, stabbing Lin Yun to the point where he could not open his eyes. When the sword light that shone through thousands of mountains and rivers came towards his face, Lin Yun instantly felt a majestic force that forcefully knocked him to the ground.
Squeezed out.
Lin Yun staggered and looked up. The scroll hanging in the air in front of him shook with a sound and was about to fall down.
He quickly reached out and made a move, and the unfolded scroll instantly rolled up and was held tightly in his hand.
But Lin Yun was speechless for a long time, holding the scroll in his hand, lost in thought.
After a while, Lin Yun's face showed a look of loss, and the look in his eyes was still immersed in panic.
Where do flowers come from?
Where do I come from?
The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the wind and wind are blowing in the leaves.
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the silk rain is as thin as sorrow.
I have nothing in this world, so I give you white horse hooves.
I come from heaven!
Flowers rise from the palm of your hand!
A single thought emanates light from the dust, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!
…
The man in Tsing Yi broke through the painting with his sword, but it also gave Lin Yun the opportunity to enter the painting to take a closer look. However, he never expected that the full elegance of this sword would be so shocking.
After a long time, the panic in Lin Yun's eyes disappeared, and instead the light surged, and he said with great determination: "I must learn this sword technique!"
