(The chapters cannot be cut apart, so put the two chapters together, 6,000 words)
Regardless of whether they are warriors, mortals, or even animals, they all have a natural depression in their foreheads between their eyebrows. This is the hidden third eye. It has degenerated and is located in the brain. It is called Ni Wan. This is where the Heavenly Eye is.
If you can open your heavenly eyes, you can see into everything and gain unparalleled perception.
But now, Lin Ming's eyes had just opened, they were still bleeding, and they were opened very reluctantly. It should be said that they were not yet completely opened. It was impossible to see through everything. He could only barely see the hands of the mysterious woman clearly.
The moment the woman's finger fell on the bluestone, all the surrounding laws of heaven gathered together, merged with her own life force, turned into characters, and were engraved on the bluestone.
Using her fingers as pen and rules as ink, everything the woman depicts seems to be alive.
Flowers, plants, insects, fish, birds and animals are all lifelike. Even a stubborn stone or a piece of text is alive. The mysterious woman's magical hands endow these dead objects with spirituality and make them have flowing vitality.
Lin Ming even had a feeling that the pattern drawn by the woman would come to life as long as he breathed a breath, like the legendary magic pen, because what she drew had already become a spirit.
Lin Ming's soul power was consumed greatly, but she still persisted in reading the rules written by the woman.
He felt that there was always something that he failed to grasp in these things carved by the mysterious woman.
The gap between their realms was so great that even if Lin Ming watched the mysterious woman write, his soul would be overdrawn and it would be difficult to support him.
"There's no point in being greedy for too much."
Lin Ming suddenly realized this. There were too many laws carved by the woman. Every piece of bluestone had traces left by her. Although the laws contained in these traces were all about interpreting life as a whole, each interpretation
However, they have different meanings.
Lin Ming wanted to understand the meaning of all the laws, but there would be situations where he wanted to grasp something but could never grasp it.
Realizing this, Lin Ming calmed down. All his attention was focused on the pattern that the mysterious woman had just drawn.
This pattern is a raindrop, only the size of a mung bean. Compared with the flowers, birds, insects, and fish painted before by the mysterious woman, this pattern is too simple. It is so simple that there are only a few strokes. The mysterious woman only took a few breaths to draw it.
It's finished.
But even such a simple picture reveals something extraordinary.
Lin Ming stared at the raindrop. He was completely immersed in it, completely forgetting himself.
Dimly, he seemed to see the raindrop split into two, two into four, four into eight, more and more, more and more dense, and finally the sky was full of rain and smoke, stretching continuously, a misty cloud.
In the middle, there are faint lightnings swimming, like flying silver snakes, it is really beautiful.
Lin Ming was completely immersed in this scene.
Rain is the gathering of water vapor from all things. Its birth is brewing in rain clouds, and its death is when it falls on the earth, falls on the ocean, and returns to the world...
Its life is extremely short, and even a drop of rain is inconspicuous.
But the endless rain nourishes all things and lives. Flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and animals all thrive because of the rain!
A raindrop diagram seemed simple, but it contained an endless artistic conception, making Lin Ming feel the infinite mysteries and forget the passage of time.
His soul power was constantly being consumed, but an endless artistic conception was subtly nourishing his soul sea, making his originally nearly exhausted soul sea seem to be raining, and every drop of rain was
The extremely pure soul power, nourished by the rain, Lin Ming felt that his energy began to become abundant.
And such changes were directly reflected in Lin Ming's body.
His originally pale face began to slowly turn rosy, but blood was flowing out from both of his eyes before. The blood stains were still stained on Lin Ming's face, making him still look very ferocious.
"This kid seems to be alive again?"
Many people are surprised. Under normal circumstances, once a warrior cannot hold on on the altar, his condition will get worse and worse, and he will eventually have to step down from the altar.
However, it was obvious that Lin Ming couldn't hold on any longer, but now his face turned rosy again, which was really abnormal.
"Let's get over it again, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive in a while. Originally, everyone just came here to experience it and didn't expect to gain anything. But this kid is a strange flower. He is not from our Soul Clan at all, and he majors in the Juyuan System.
, but they come here like crazy to think about the inheritance left by our ancestors of the Soul Clan, it’s really a vast world, and there are all kinds of wonders.”
"Especially when he's like this now, he's so good, he's bleeding from all his orifices. It's really intoxicating to fight to this level..."
Several people said with a smile, but at this moment someone suddenly let out a cry.
"What's going on? Empress Shengmei..."
Someone was shouting, and people immediately stopped paying attention to Lin Ming. They all turned their heads to look at the niche where Sheng Mei was. Sheng Mei was the one that the soul clan heroes cared about most, and she was also the protagonist of this enlightenment.
Seeing this, they were immediately stunned.
Shengmei's situation at this time was actually not very good either.
The mist of soul power around her body became more and more unstable, and seemed to be dissipating in a trance. Her extremely beautiful face also lost its blood at this time, as if her soul power had been consumed greatly.
"Empress!"
Some people are nervous, they are all admirers of the Holy Beauty.
"Don't disturb me!"
Yu Shisheng shouted, in this Fallen Angel Mountain Range, most warriors spend most of their time resting. After all, the number of niches is limited. Since Shengmei came, Yu Shisheng has seldom enlightened, and spends most of his time paying attention to Shengmei.
As for Mei's situation, as soon as Sheng Mei was in trouble, he immediately discovered it.
In nearly a year, this is the first time that Shengmei has lost her soul power, and enlightenment with soul power is inherently dangerous. Naturally, Yu Shisheng cannot be disturbed. Even if there are some phenomena of lack of support, in the unknown situation,
Now, don't disturb Shengmei rashly.
"Can a peerless person as powerful as the Holy Beauty Empress also lose her soul power?"
This thought passed through people's minds, and when they looked at Lin Ming, whose face was getting more and more rosy, they felt strange in their hearts, what exactly was Sheng Mei going through?
"Of course the empress has strong soul power, but she also consumes a lot of energy..."
People are talking to each other, and at this moment, suddenly, a hazy halo appears where Queen Soul Shengmei is. This halo is getting bigger and bigger, like water waves.
Diffuse.
Seeing this scene, many people on the cliff became a little excited. Could it be...
"call--"
The light spread completely. For a moment, the niche where Sheng Mei was located was shrouded in clouds and mist. The fifth soul sea mark lit up!
"The Holy Beauty has lit up the fifth soul sea, and it has only been a year!"
In fact, among the warriors who attained enlightenment in the shrine, many of them have lit up the Fifth Soul Sea over such a long period of time.
Not to mention far away, right now, there are powerful geniuses present, who have already lit up the fifth soul sea.
However, they often take more than five years, and the light they illuminate in the sea of souls is dim, extremely reluctant, and sometimes even like a candle in the wind.
No one is as fast and bright as Shengmei. The mark of the soul sea lit up by Shengmei is like a bright moon, with circles of halo that are holy and beautiful.
"As expected of the Soul Queen. Her soul power was overdrawn just now. She must have reached a critical moment of enlightenment, so she overdrawn her soul power and overcame that hurdle in one breath."
Some people praised that the fifth soul sea lit up so quickly, which made some people think that this time, Sheng Mei might actually get this golden page in the Fallen Angel Mountains.
But this possibility is not very high. After all, in such a long time, too many people have failed, including the young true god.
The difficulty of enlightenment in the niche has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!
People were talking, and at this moment, behind them, there was a hazy halo of light, going round and round, like water waves.
"Um!"
People were surprised and looked over one after another, but they were shocked to find that not far behind them, the niche where Lin Ming was originally was glowing faintly, like a lighthouse in the dark night.
"It's Lin Mu!"
"Did he also light up the fifth soul sea mark? How is this possible!"
"It's only been a year! I don't want to be with Empress Shengmei!"
Seeing that the halo ripples were getting bigger and denser, people were shocked from ear to ear. Looking at this kind of vision now, it was certain that Lin Mu had also lit up the fifth soul sea!
"How could this happen? He is obviously a human being, but he can also understand the inheritance of our Soul Clan?"
People looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
Many people felt a deep sense of frustration. In fact, they kept mocking Lin Ming, hoping that Lin Ming would not be able to hold on. In fact, they were afraid in their hearts, afraid that Lin Ming would really realize something and leave them far away.
Because Lin Ming was already eighteen miles ahead of them in terms of combat power and talent, and could easily crush a group of them at the same level!
But as the most powerful race in the universe, they always have their own pride in their hearts.
They admitted that they could not defeat Lin Ming, but at least in terms of soul power and spirit, they believed that they could not be worse than Lin Ming.
However, the reality is so ironic.
This is like a Go master playing chess with a chess master. They play Go first, but they cannot kill Lin Ming and lose every game.
Later they played chess again, and they found to their despair that they couldn't even beat Lin Ming in chess, and they were still far behind.
They couldn't win at their own level. It should be said that they lost completely. How could they be regarded as geniuses? Compared to Lin Ming, they were nothing more than a joke!
What these people don't know is that the creator of the "Holy Scripture" is not the ancestor of the Soul Clan. The inheritance he left behind also belongs to all living beings and can be obtained by those who are capable, regardless of race!
At this time, all the heroes of the soul tribe in the Fallen Angel Mountains looked as ugly as if their parents were dead.
Especially those who had said that Lin Ming was a tough guy before felt their faces burning. Even though they still wanted to belittle Lin Ming, they understood that no matter what they said would sound pale in the face of the facts, they simply shut up in the end.
.
"Is this really the first time for Lin Mu to come to the Fallen Angel Mountains!?"
Someone whispered, but before he could finish speaking, something even more unacceptable happened.
The halo around Lin Ming became stronger and stronger, spreading out layer by layer. At first it was like ripples, and later it was like ocean waves. Wave after wave, affecting an area of dozens of feet in radius, faintly,
In Lin Ming's heavenly spirit, a brilliance rose into the sky, shining brightly, slowly rising and falling like a star, shocking everyone beyond measure for a moment.
This kind of vision is even worse than the Holy Beauty!
Shengmei seemed to light up a bright moon, but Lin Ming seemed to light up a field of stars. Everyone's vision of enlightenment is different. This is because the laws that warriors comprehend on the altar are inherently different. No one
They can fully understand the rules established by the master of the Holy Scriptures, but they can only understand part of them.
Depending on the difficulty of this part of the law, whether the understanding is thorough, etc., the vision scenes presented will be different in strength and weakness.
And now, if we ask whether Lin Ming's vision is grander or the holy beauty is grander, people feel that the light blooming from Lin Ming's niche is more intense!
"How can the Soul Queen be no match for this Lin Mu?"
Many people feel like they are dreaming. Although Queen of Soul Shengmei is only in her seventh turn and there is still a lot of room for development in the future, who can be sure that Lin Ming will not have greater development in the future?
"Don't talk nonsense! After all, the Holy Beauty Queen lit up the fifth soul sea for a little while, and sometimes the size of the vision cannot be distinguished just by the strength of the light. When the law reaches that level, how can we
Do you understand?"
There are too many supporters of Sheng Mei, and they will not believe that Lin Ming has surpassed Sheng Mei.
At this time, neither Lin Ming nor Sheng Mei knew anything about the outside world.
Enlightenment is like climbing a ladder to heaven, the road is long and lonely.
Their minds were completely immersed in it without any distraction.
After igniting the fifth soul sea, it will undoubtedly be a long journey to attack the sixth soul sea.
Lin Ming was like an ancient tree, rooted in the rock, unmoving.
The holy beauty is like a lake, without wind or waves, and extremely quiet.
The vision Sheng Mei saw was different from Lin Ming's. She relied on her astonishing talent and understanding of life and soul to explore a path in the fog.
At this time, Lin Ming had been looking at the raindrop diagram. He looked at a small raindrop day after day, completely forgetting himself.
It wasn't until he felt that he had seen everything he could understand in this raindrop diagram that even if he could see other laws it was difficult to fully understand, he slowly stopped.
When he looked away, Lin Ming discovered that the mysterious woman had disappeared.
Moreover, the world has also become darker, as if a layer of dark clouds has enveloped the place.
"Senior has disappeared..."
Lin Ming was a little regretful. As the woman disappeared, the laws she left behind also disappeared. There were so many laws, each of which was extremely exquisite and contained infinite mysteries. If they could be carved down and taken to the outside world, how could they be casually
Each piece will be a top-notch treasure, and the truly holy land will regard it as a rare treasure and pass it on from generation to generation.
However, in the treasure mountain, the treasures Lin Ming could obtain were very limited. In such a long time, he only understood one raindrop diagram, and he did not even fully understand it.
It can only be said that the gap in realm is too big, and Lin Ming still has a long way to go.
Just when Lin Ming was regretting that he had not understood more things, the sky was getting darker and darker, with dark clouds and black mist.
The pieces of bluestone, shrouded in darkness, slowly began to lose their cyan luster and became as black as ink.
The bluestone turned into black stone.
The black stones were quiet and clumsy. Lin Ming looked at them, and for some reason he had the feeling that they were like tombstones.
This feeling is extremely strange, and this space is clearly filled with an indescribable depressive atmosphere.
A thick layer of black fog spread, completely covering the world, and Lin Ming once again couldn't see the way forward.
Lin Ming felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and he ran the Heavenly Eye Dao Palace, trying to see through this layer of fog.
However, there seemed to be a hazy layer of deathly aura between heaven and earth, shrouding Lin Ming's eyebrows, making his Third Eye not as sharp as before.
Lin Ming felt that a cloud of black energy enveloped his eyebrows. To use the words commonly used by fortune tellers, this was blackness in the Yintang.
"Even the third eye can't see through..."
Lin Ming took a deep breath. He had a faint feeling that what was surrounding him was the mood of death.
As life has birth, it naturally has death.
Death is the destination of all life.
No life can last forever. Even a large race has its rise and fall. Even the heaven, earth and universe have their birth and destruction.
If one can get rid of death, then... it is the legendary method of eternal life. It seems that... even the creator of the "Holy Scripture" has not been able to summarize the method of eternal life.
In this case, the artistic conception of death that all life must experience has become the most important part of life, because for all life, the time they are alive is insignificant compared to the time they spend sleeping after death.
"But the artistic conception of death. How to understand it?"
It is more difficult to understand death than to understand life, because Lin Ming is already alive, and it is easier to understand life. But if he wants to understand death, Lin Ming cannot commit suicide to experience death.
Just as these thoughts were passing through Lin Ming's mind, a red shadow suddenly flashed, and Hong'er appeared beside Lin Ming, "Brother Lin, there is someone over there..."
Hong'er pointed at a piece of black fog, which she couldn't see through at all.
"Who?" Lin Ming was shocked.
"Many...many people, all look different, some have wings, some have horns, some have tails, and there are also non-human beings, like ferocious beasts and strange insects, they all come from the ground
The one who crawled out was under the black rocks."
"Crawling out from under the black stone?" Lin Ming was shocked. This feeling was like crawling out of a graveyard. No wonder Lin Ming had felt that those black stones were like tombstones before.
But until now, he still couldn't see the figures Hong'er mentioned.
"Ah..." Hong'er suddenly screamed.
"What's wrong?" Lin Ming was anxious.
"They... they were killed. Someone was killing them. That person... that person looked so scary. He was holding a sickle in one hand and a black book in the other..."
"Sickle? Black book?" Lin Ming's heart moved. These two things reminded him of the mythical God of Death.
Especially the black book gave Lin Ming more associations.
He remembered that in the ancient ruins of the original dream battlefield, he witnessed the battle between the master of Shura Road and the creator of the "Holy Code". At that time, the creator of the "Holy Code" held a black book in his hand.
"What kind of book is it? Is that figure male or female?"
"It's black, with bloody patterns on it, man..."
Hong'er said hastily. For some reason, the appearance of the black figure holding a black book made her feel deeply uneasy.
Lin Ming has confirmed that the black book mentioned by Hong'er is most likely the same black book he saw in the ancient ruins of the original dream battlefield.
So, could it be that the figure Hong'er mentioned is the creator of "Holy Scripture"?
Then who was that mysterious woman before?
Lin Ming felt more and more confused. Could there be two creators of the "Holy Scripture"?
There is no doubt that the black figure Hong'er sees now is more similar to the creator of the "Sacred Code" that Lin Ming saw in the ruins of the ancient battlefield. At least they are all men.
"The black book, are it really the golden pages?"
Lin Ming had always believed that the golden pages were from the collapse of the "Sacred Code". After collecting and sorting them out, they were the "Holy Codex of the Soul Clan" in the hands of the Soul Emperor. Now it seems that he may have made a mistake.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, a golden page is so big that it looks like a small cassock when unfolded. It really doesn't look like a book page. What's more, there are only ten golden pages. If it were used to form a book, then this book would be
It's just too big and too thin.
"It's a pity that I can't see those figures who are fighting, and I don't know what the mysterious man holding the black book looks like..."
Lin Ming used his third eye, but he was completely unable to see through the black fog. This mysterious death energy could even block his third eye.
Lin Ming was vaguely aware that after he understood the raindrop diagram, he might have lit up the fifth soul sea mark, and next, the sixth soul sea mark!
The fifth mark is life, and the sixth mark is death!
Now, Lin Ming felt that the meaning of coming to this shrine in the Fallen Angels Mountains to enlightenment was not just as simple as getting a golden page.
This is an opportunity to peek into the inheritance of the rules of the creator of the Holy Scripture!
Thinking of this, Lin Ming took a deep breath and became increasingly excited.
The master of the Shura Road and the creator of the "Holy Code", these two peerless figures tens of billions of years ago, followed completely different paths of martial arts.
One internally and one externally, if you can inherit the inheritance of two peerless experts at the same time and cultivate both internally and externally, to what extent can you achieve it?
If the two are integrated, the future achievements will be unimaginable!
Even surpassing the master of Shura Road, surpassing the creator of "Sacred Scripture", reaching a new realm that has never been seen before!
Thinking of this, Lin Ming became more and more convinced that this niche in the Fallen Angels Mountains was actually a rich inheritance and a great opportunity. However, it was too difficult to obtain it and understand it. Since ancient times, it has been believed that countless heroes from the soul race have
I gained enlightenment here, but all failed.
Because there have been so many failures, many people come here with the mentality of "it's no use if you don't try" and "you have nothing to lose if you don't realize it". They don't expect to get the golden pages at all, they just come to take a look.
That's all.
Many people even believe that the Fallen Angel Mountain Range is not suitable for long-term cultivation because of the "chaotic" laws. However, they don't know that the so-called "chaotic" laws are the reason why they cannot understand them at all.
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