Text_Chapter 1450 The heart of martial arts is complete
Chapter 1450 The heart of martial arts is perfected
"Take it back!"
Then, the white-clothed young man waved his hand. He had a good destiny. He was the young master in his previous life. Who knew that when he came to Samsara City after his death, he would still be the young master. His father's soul power was very strong, and now he was already the most powerful person in Samsara City.
Terrible existence!
As for the woman he fell in love with, although she looked very ordinary, she had an indescribable kind temperament. This kind of ghost suited his taste!
"You dare!"
Liu Hu suddenly glared angrily. He also knew that Samsara City was very big and there were many powerful ghosts that should not be provoked, but the place they were in was inhabited by ordinary ghost people. Those powerful ghosts were on the other side, and right now he had no idea.
I thought that I would encounter a powerful ghost here!
"Is there anything I dare not do? There is nothing I dare not do when I am alive, and it will be the same after I die. Take it away!"
The young man in white's eyes were full of coldness, and he drank coldly again, and then several ghost soldiers walked over to take away Liu Hu's wife!
"Mom, don't take my mother away!"
Hu'er also saw what happened and ran over quickly and hugged Liu Hu's wife.
"You brat, destroy his soul!" The young man in white snorted. Hearing those words, many ghost soldiers sneered and let go of Liu Hu's wife to destroy Hu'er's soul. Then, they took action one after another, powerful
The soul power can obviously easily kill Hu'er's young soul!
"Tiger!"
Seeing this, Liu Hu started to drink anxiously!
However, at this moment, an extremely terrifying light bloomed, and the soul fluctuations came like the power of heaven. On Hu'er's body, an ancient painting floated out, and a sword shot out of the painting, slashing hard, all
The ghost soldiers are all in disarray!
"What's this?"
The pupils of the white-clothed young man condensed, and his soul even trembled. The sword made him tremble with fear, but the sword still kept on slashing at him again, cutting his soul into pieces!
The whole street was silent!
"What an amazing painting. The sword actually flew out. Is it a sword transformed from soul power?"
"The ghost soldiers were easily killed!"
After a while, the ghost people around him were all shocked, and Liu Hu stood there stupidly. What happened? Suddenly, he saw the painting that fell from Hu'er's body, and his whole body trembled. The painting was Lin's.
His grandfather gave it to him when he was a child. He has always liked it, and because he respects Grandpa Lin, he keeps the painting by his side. Unexpectedly, that painting saved them today!
Grandpa Lin, that approachable old man, who is he?
Liu Hu's heart was filled with excitement!
"Walk!"
Afterwards, Liu Hu ignored the surprised ghost people around him, put away the painting, took his wife and children, and left here quickly.
In the street at this moment, Lin Ling was wearing gray clothes and walking staggeringly in the street. He had gray hair, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were simple and vicissitudes of life. He was quietly watching the changes around him. At this moment, he
It's like a dusty sword that has lost its former edge and sharpness, but has gained a kind of calmness and mottled appearance!
"No wonder the Ghost King of the Thousand Generations Ghost Sect is about to reincarnate. It turns out that this kind of realization is extremely rare and will definitely help your future martial arts!"
Lin Ling murmured to himself that reincarnation can only be experienced by oneself and cannot be explained in words. Only after experiencing it personally can one understand the wonderful feeling!
Life is like the sea. When fighting, the sea is rough. When it is quiet, the sea is calm. This is also like a song, with a calm prelude, but also a soul-stirring climax. And this is life.
Regardless of the song or the sea, it will eventually disappear with time, but even if it disappears, there will still be indelible memories in my heart!
Only when there are fierce battles, killings, tranquility and ordinaryness can the heart of martial arts be perfected and return to the origin more thoroughly!
"So that's it!"
Lin Ling laughed softly. At this moment, his soul power slowly increased again, and he walked along the street. There were ghost people on both sides of the street. They looked at Lin Ling's staggering figure, and they all laughed.
road.
"Grandpa Lin!"
"We're walking again!"
"Would you like to come and sit at my house today?"
Those ghosts liked Lin Ling very much. Lin Ling gave them a very quiet feeling, giving them the illusion that their souls would become more condensed if they lived on the same street as Lin Ling!
"Little Ye Zi, you are the new ghost citizen. That is Grandpa Lin. When you see him in the future, you must respect him!"
Some ghosts were talking to the new ghost, and the new ghost was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old. He seemed unruly and unruly, and he didn't care at all. He was just an old ghost. He had nothing to respect, and he was not a powerful warrior.
, but he was disdainful in his heart, but he didn’t say it out loud!
"Look at those ghost trees!"
At this moment, the ghost people in the street noticed something strange. Where Lin Ling walked, the leaves of the ancient ghost trees were rustling, and the branches seemed to be facing Lin Ling, as if they were enjoying the forest.
It’s like Ling’s arrival!
This strange change surprised many ghost people.
Only Lin Ling knows that his soul power is getting stronger and stronger, and the soul fluctuations he inadvertently emits can make the souls around him feel very comfortable, and they can't help but want to get close to him and condense their souls!
"The killings of these years have gradually calmed down. The karma of the underworld has disappeared and is almost invisible. I think that during this period, the karma of the underworld will completely disappear!"
Lin Ling said in his heart. He looked at a green ghost tree in front of him. There were a large number of ghost people under the ghost tree. They were chatting and laughing, talking about things in the past life and interesting things that happened today. This kind of scene
It’s as if the ghost people gathered there to relax after a busy day!
"Grandpa Lin is here!"
When some ghost people saw Lin Ling, they immediately helped Lin Ling come over respectfully.
Lin Ling smiled, sat down among the crowd, and listened to the ghost people chatting and chatting. This made Lin Ling's heart more peaceful. Most of the time, he listened with a smile and did not interrupt. After a long time, he
Then he left slowly.
This kind of quiet and ordinary life is basically the pattern of Lin Ling's life!
"Grandpa Lin, Xiaohu, go and help Grandpa Lin!"
When Lin Ling went back, Liu Hu and his wife also rushed over, and Liu Hu shouted to Xiao Huer.
"Okay!"
Little Hu'er trotted over and helped Lin Ling, and Liu Hu and his wife did the same. They followed Lin Ling, but their hearts were still shocked, because not long ago, a painting given to him by Grandpa Lin saved their family.
Let them respect Lin Ling even more!
"Liu Hu, I've watched you grow up. You can't hide anything from me, just tell me!"
Lin Ling smiled and said very kindly.
The couple looked at Lin Ling, and finally Liu Hu said respectfully: "Grandpa Lin, do you still remember the painting you gave me when I was a child? Just now, that painting saved our family!"