In the sinkhole, Lin Huang thought about Qin Changsheng's understanding of martial arts for a long time.
Yin and Yang are incompatible.
Can only coexist!
According to this theory, the same should be true for cultivating King Tu Hegemony.
Under deep thought, Lin Huang looked inside the Xuanhai. Looking at the whirlpool that transformed Wang Tu's hegemony into each other in the Xuanhai, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his dark eyes became more and more astonished.
It was not until the end that Lin Huang discovered that the vortex in his body did not transform Wang Tu Hegemony's power, but used the power of rotation to clearly separate two different forces.
In essence, the whirlpool only allows Wang Tu's hegemony to coexist, not to merge.
Lin Huang couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Only then did he realize that in the Forbidden Land of Piaoxue, he thought he had found a way to integrate Wang Tu's hegemony, but it turned out that he had just accidentally allowed the two to coexist.
Thinking of this, Lin Huang couldn't help but admire Qin Changsheng.
In fact, this principle is very simple and easy to understand, but as Qin Changsheng said, most warriors in the world are only willing to immerse themselves in practice and are not willing to raise their heads to think.
This is the blindness of cultivation!
Until now, Lin Huang had vaguely understood how to practice the Cross Yama, but he was not in a hurry to practice, but continued to read Qin Changsheng's notes:
"On this day, I carried the head of Emperor Yama and returned to the small mountain village. Looking at the row of graves, which were covered with weeds, I felt that it was difficult to breathe smoothly!"
"I thought of Xiaoxiao in the snow coffin again, and I suddenly cried!"
"I don't know why, but my heart feels empty, like an orphan abandoned by the world."
"I, Qin Changsheng, had parents, but they died in a massacre. I have not made any progress in my ten years of cultivation. I like Xiaoxiao, but she is lying in a cold snow coffin. I am just seeking revenge, but I am called a devil and deceived by thousands of people.
Chase".
"From beginning to end, I just want to live a happy life, and this is enough!"
"But why, my parents left me, and Xiaoxiao was silent to me. Except for Master and Li Baiyi, I have no one to care about; but Master is like a dragon in the sky, missing all year round. And every time I go to see Li Baiyi
, will be struck by lightning! I am like a homeless wild dog, standing alone in this world..."
"I am not willing to leave myself alone in the world!"
"I want to split open that underworld and find the afterlife of my parents. I want to crush that hell and find Xiaoxiao's soul. I don't want to die alone. I want to see Xiaoxiao smiling at me every day."
"I think that in this world there should be no more killing gods with one sword, no more snow falling on the world, no more cross Yamas, only three swords of Avida!"
"From today on, I, Qin Changsheng, will use the three swords of Abi Dao to rape the will of the sky!"
…
In the tiankeng, Lin Huang closed the scroll and exhaled slowly. At this point in Qin Changsheng's notes, the latter had already created three cuts in the Abi Dao.
But Lin Huang could understand the ten years of training that went into killing the God of Death with one sword, the sadness of snow floating in the world, and the profound meaning of the Cross Yama, but he was unable to comprehend the three swords of the Abi Dao.
At the back of Qilin Peak, Yan Zangfeng once said that the three moves combined into one are the three swords of Abi Dao.
But Lin Huang still couldn't understand.
Lin Huang shook his head. Perhaps Abi Dao's three swords had broken through the earth-level martial arts, or had reached the height of Dao. The complexity was far beyond his imagination.
“It’s better to learn the Cross Yama first!”
In the sinkhole, Lin Huang murmured. Then his consciousness sank into the depths of his soul, sensing the power of the light group again.
…
Less than half an hour.
Lin Huang, who was immersed in practice, felt a slight movement. Lin Huang's face froze and he immediately withdrew from practice.
Looking up at the sealed entrance to the sinkhole above his head, Lin Huang's expression froze.
The people who were chasing him have already found this place.
Lin Huang struggled to get up, holding the demon-suppressing knife in his hand and looking like a wolf.
Boom.
Dong Dong.
The sound of a hammer came from the sealed entrance of the sinkhole. The boulder at the entrance trembled twice, and the gravel fell down.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and climbed up to the entrance of the sinkhole.
Then there was a bang!
The entrance to the sinkhole was completely blasted open by a blast of brute force, and a beam of light instantly hit the sinkhole, illuminating the inside.
Below the entrance of the sinkhole, Lin Huang held his breath, holding the demon-suppressing knife in his hand, his eyes becoming deeper and sharper.
Suddenly, a green figure jumped down from the entrance of the sinkhole.
A hissing sound.
At the entrance of the sinkhole, a bright sword light suddenly sounded. The moment the cyan figure passed through the entrance, Lin Huang's figure suddenly jumped out.
The sword light flashed past for an instant, and then disappeared completely.
Bang.
Before the cyan figure had time to react, his head was chopped off with a knife and fell into the sinkhole, turning into a pile of minced meat.
Looking at the pile of minced meat at the bottom of the sinkhole, Lin Huang frowned. This figure in green was only at the second level of Tianyuan, and was obviously thrown in by everyone to explore the way.
Then, Lin Huang sensed several powerful auras coming from the sinkhole.
"Little Lin Huang, how dare you hide here and turn yourself into a trapped beast. If you don't surrender quickly, why bother struggling in vain!"
Outside the tiankeng, the voice of Qi Yan from Fengyu Tower rang out.
Lin Huang looked calm and did not respond.
Then, there was a joking voice outside, "You know, as long as we guard the entrance, you will always be trapped in it, tsk tsk... By then, even an ordinary Wuhou will not be able to escape!"
In the sinkhole, Lin Huang remained silent.
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
Outside, Han Qixiu's old voice sounded.
Then, Lin Huang felt a powerful aura pouring into the sinkhole, and saw a terrifying and powerful Yin Spear array rushing in.
Lin Huang's expression hardened, and he suddenly let out a scream...
Outside the sinkhole, everyone's eyes lit up.
Until half a quarter of an hour later, there was no movement in the sinkhole, and even the breath had disappeared.
After a brief hesitation from the crowd outside, several people rushed in, looking for Lin Huang's body.
Um?
Looking around the sinkhole, everyone could not help but squint their eyes, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
In the entire cave, except for the corpse of the figure in green, there was no one else, not even a hair on Lin Huang's body.
This can't help but make everyone confused.
"He's under the body!"
Someone guessed, and as soon as the words fell, everyone immediately became vigilant, and they stayed three feet away from the corpse, and then approached Qing Yi's corpse with a wary look on their faces.
Lin Huang had too many tricks, so they had to be careful.
Then, the body of the figure in green was turned over.
"No?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and their hearts became increasingly doubtful.
The entire tiankeng is unobstructed. Except for the people who entered the tiankeng and a corpse on the ground, there is not a single extra figure.