The monks all over the sky are ready to make a move.
In their eyes, the current Lin Yi is not a big devil, a golden elixir monk, or an innocent lamb.
It's a golden treasure box.
This is obviously a treasure boy!
In the sky,
The sword made of cloud is like the Sword of Damocles hanging above everyone's head.
But this supreme sword intention is only aimed at monks above the Golden Core Realm. The Golden Core Realm monks, under the temptation of immediate interests, did not notice the strange cloud in the sky at all.
"Let us do justice for heaven and slay demons!"
After Yilin kicked two letters and crushed them, the slight sound seemed to be a signal.
Everyone was afraid that Lin Yi was cheating, so after a "pop" sound, the golden elixir monks all over the sky moved out one after another, using their pure essence to drive their magic flying swords to kill Lin Yi.
This nerve-wracking scene did not frighten Wang Xiaohu, but instead made him dizzy.
He was just about to take action to help Brother Lin, but unexpectedly, Zen Master Tianxin next to him chanted a Buddhist chant, which made Wang Xiaohu's ears buzz. The true energy he had just gathered dispersed without a trace in an instant, and could no longer be recovered.
With a little bit of strength, he behaves like an ordinary person.
"Master Tianxin!"
Wang Xiaohu lay on the wooden fish in a embarrassed posture. He looked at Zen Master Tianxin of Ping'an Temple with hatred and anger.
"madness!"
On the side, Zen Master Kassapa hit Wang Xiaohu's bare head with such force that he almost gave Wang Xiaohu a concussion.
Wang Xiaohu was so struck that he felt like he was enlightened and sobered up a bit.
He thought of the boundless anger that surged in his heart at that moment, and was secretly frightened. However, he felt that his anger was normal, but inappropriate. So Wang Xiaohu stood up in embarrassment, biting his lower lip, and looked at the situation.
Lin Yi, who was beaten by the attacks of the monks, his voice was mute, as if crying and roaring: "Master Tianxin, he is my brother. He is my, Wang Xiaohu, the only brother with a different surname in this world!"
"What are brothers?"
Zen Master Tianxin sighed.
"Live and die together, no regrets!"
"Even if you failed to live up to his good intentions?"
Zen Master Tianxin took a deep look at Wang Xiaohu.
Wang Xiaohu was stunned when he heard this.
Buddhists all like to play riddles and guess when they talk. When Wang Xiaohu first entered the profession, he felt very uncomfortable, but over time, he became accustomed to the masters’ chatting style of "hiding nine points in speaking". Now, he
Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaohu turned over and over in his mind the few words of Zen Master Tianxin in the room of lightning and flint.
Buzz…
Wang Xiaohu meditates on a giant wooden fish with his legs crossed.
I saw a slight commotion all around him, and with his eyebrows as the center, circles of golden light rippled and scattered into the night sky.
Wang Xiaohu sat on the wooden fish, his frown gradually calmed down, and the anger and sadness in his heart became as calm as a sage in just a few seconds.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva sees the endless life and death of all things...his clairvoyance is piercing."
Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes.
At the edge of his dark eyes, a golden light flashed faintly.
In Wang Xiaohu's eyes, Lin Yi, who was surrounded by countless flying swords and magic weapons, seemed to have a faint wisp of green smoke burning above his head.
The green smoke twisted and curled up, burning only an inch long before disappearing into the void.
After a while,
Wang Xiaohu, who was calm, looked shocked again: "Brother Lin is not going to die soon! But this is... why! Impossible! Brother Lin is already healthy! This is unscientific!"
"Amitabha," Zen Master Tianxin clasped his hands together: "All conditioned dharma is like a dream or a shadow. The face of Donor Lin is the most bizarre I have ever seen in his life. 'There is no way to come and no destination to return to.' But in this life, he has
When we reach the end, everything has its destiny. Although Lin Yi’s actions are not liked by the old man, what he is doing now may be his last wish before leaving the west. Chunzhen, why should you?
Force it."
When Wang Xiaohu turned on his half-baked "clairvoyance" and scanned Lin Yi's body like a scanner, although Wang Xiaohu didn't know why Brother Lin did this, he must have his own difficulties and reasons for doing so.
boom!
Wang Xiaohu's eyes darkened.
The words Yi Lin said echoed back and forth in his mind:
"If there is an afterlife, see you in the next life."
…
…
Yi Lin started a melee with the monks.
He was the one being beaten.
The texture of the free method appeared on Yi Lin's wrists.
The "throne" suspended in the void bloomed with bright light above Yi Lin's spiritual sea.
When all the "variables" are disassembled into parts and integrated on the "throne", when Yilin wants to use them, they can be picked up smoothly and smoothly.
Facing the monks all over the sky,
Yi Lin's thin, pale sick face revealed a glow of incomparable confidence.
He is not a monk,
He is an apostle,
A spiritual apostle who is known for his spirituality.
He believes that the evolutionary direction he has followed may not be the best, but it must be the most suitable for him!
"Knowledge is the most priceless treasure house,"
"I travel through dimensions,"
"Read thousands of books,"
"The Art of Understanding Truth,"
"The palm of your hand has endless changes,"
An extremely faint shadow of the throne floated behind Yi Lin.
This phantom of the throne seems to be fragmented, but in the flowing light, it contains infinite and shocking mysteries.
He spent so many years, day and night, under Green's guidance, Yi Lin carved all his life's knowledge on the "throne" bit by bit.
Every time Yi Lin wrote a picture on the throne, she felt that she was getting further and further away from "completion".
But Yi Lin became more and more happy because he felt that this was not a bad thing.
The sea of knowledge is endless, and precisely because there are many "unknowns" means that he can go further on this path.
"In 'you' terms, everyone has his own way."
Yi Lin closed her eyes and was filled with emotion.
Time between heaven and earth did not stop. When Yi Lin uttered a strange soliloquy, hundreds of flying swords penetrated the thin body in an instant.
But what surprised hundreds of Jindan monks was that when the flying sword penetrated Lin Yi's body, it left no trace, as if it penetrated the air, giving people an unreal illusion.
Immediately afterwards,
"The sword has its own way..."
Yi Lin's voice sounded hundreds of meters away,
Everyone turned around,
But out of nowhere, Lin Yi appeared strangely there.
They were preparing to attack the "second" Lin Yi.
As soon as the voice changed, the "third" Lin Yi's voice sounded again in the group of monks.
"The devil has his own way,"
The fourth Lin Yi: "Buddha has the Buddha's way,"
The fifth Lin Yi: "Demons have demon ways,"
The sixth Lin Yi: "There are deceitful ways,"
The seventh Lin Yi: "There is a right way,"
The eighth Lin Yi: "People are humane."
The ninth Lin Yi: "God... also has a divine way."
In the sky,
Lin appeared one after another,
Each Lin is sitting, standing, or lying down.
Each Lin Yi has a different posture and different movements.
But the only thing that is the same is that all the faces of "Lin Yi", which are so pale that there is no blood at all, have the same expression.
——They are all deep in thought.
"They" all seemed to be thinking about a serious question. Their solemn expressions made all the monks present, including the elders, look at Lin Yi in shock. They vaguely noticed that Lin Yi was
, an amazing change is taking place.
Is it a cover-up?
No,
Ordinary blinding techniques have no effect on Golden elixir cultivators, and golden elixir cultivators upwards do not even bother to use such crude techniques as blinding techniques. Pure power is enough to eliminate all illusions.
And all the golden elixir monks could clearly see that Lin Yi's figure all over the sky had the aura of Lin Yi, a heartbeat, and a breath.
"External incarnation?"
Taoist Huoyun of Fentian Valley, who was frightened by the supreme sword intent in the air and did not dare to go down, looked at countless Lin Yi, his eyes were about to burst, and he let out a horrified cry.
But as soon as he said this, he subconsciously closed his mouth, for fear that others would hear this stupid idea.
The external incarnation is a great magical power that can only be used by fossil-level monks who are above the divine transformation stage.
Each incarnation has an independent personality, and can even possess the same cultivation and magical powers as the original body.
Not to mention that there is no way that Lin Yi is a monk in the God Transformation stage. To put it another step back, Lin Yizhen is so outrageous that he went against the will of heaven and became a God Transformation stage... How can a mere human be separated from such an exaggerated number of incarnations!
impossible!
When all the monks were so shocked that they didn't know what to say to lighten the atmosphere,
The pensive "Lin Yimen" reopened their eyes,
All Lin Yi is laughing,
It was a smile as pure and innocent as a young boy's.
"Everything in the world has a way, and I also have my way."