Chapter 448 Where is the Dao?
The horrible breath hits the face, making people’s heart beat faster and shuddering.
Lin Yun opened his eyes, his eyes flickered, and he exhaled a long stale air.
The charm and agility are all present, and this picture of broken mountains and rivers is finally completed.
“Try your power!”
With a slight movement in his mind, Lin Yun suddenly shot out bright auras from the inside to the outside. The whole body is overwhelmed, soaring crazy, Xuanwu Nine Layers, Xuanwu Ten Layers, Half Step Purple Mansion…
boom!
After reaching the astonishing half-step of the Purple Mansion, the aura on his body still skyrocketed, soaring to the suffocating Purple Mansion realm.
The light surged, and the wind blew up suddenly.
With a thunderous tiger’s roar, a huge tiger’s palm suddenly fell in mid-air, and it fell swiftly with a force of thunder.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
When the tiger’s palm fell on the cliff of Siguo, the mountain shook violently, with continuous loud noises and roars, as if the world was under this palm and shuddered.
Seeing this thought over the cliff, could not withstand such a terrifying blow, a beam of light suddenly lit up in the cliff.
However, the spiritual formation hidden in the cliff was completely activated after this great change.
The majestic and majestic formation will bear the power of this palm.
Mid-air.
Several deacons stood on the sword sculpture, secretly surprised watching what happened on the cliff.
“What a terrible power, how did this actually make the mountain guarding formation active.”
“Didn’t you have your own profound veins?”
“Unbelievable…”
One after another eyes fell on Lin Yun, his eyes flashed with awe, the eighth level of Xuanwu cultivation base could burst out such amazing power.
It’s really incredible, and I can’t imagine how it was done.
Several people observed it secretly, and after confirming that Lin Yun had no sign of escaping, they took a deep look and left quietly.
The storm dissipated, thinking about the cliff.
Lin Yun’s eyes were full of surprise, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of these deacons.
too frightening!
This kind of power is almost the same or even worse than the Mirror Flower Shuiyue he sacrificed during the peak period of his Xuanwu Nine Layers.
The most terrible thing is that after this map of broken mountains and rivers is drawn in advance, when it comes out, there is no need to consume true yuan.
Palm broken mountains and rivers, this name is not empty.
With Lin Yun’s realm, it is naturally impossible to do it, and one palm shatters the strength of ten thousand lonely peaks. But if he has the Purple Mansion Realm and the Celestial Soul Realm, and then use this picture to sacrifice it, it is not easy for him to smash the mountains and rivers.
After the shock, he gradually calmed down and pondered the reason.
Netherweave!
The reason is probably due to the spirit runes. If his true essence is released at will, the power that bursts out is ten. After this true essence has been sculpted by the power of time, it will explode again, and the power will definitely be multiplied.
Thinking about it this way, Lin Yun’s thinking gradually became clear.
This is like a piece of iron, sharpened into a sharp blade, and its lethality will skyrocket. A piece of uncut jade, after carving it, will be invaluable.
Reason, it’s like this.
Lin Yun closed his eyes and re-examined the spirit lines imprinted on the meridians. After being released, these originally dazzling star-like spirit patterns were dim and faint.
However, the architecture has not broken up, and obviously there is no need to redraw it.
As long as the strength of the years and the true essence are restored, they can be printed with a thousand machines to brighten them one by one.
“The individual spirit patterns cannot kill people, but when the spirit patterns are painted, they are more than just killing!”
Lin Yun whispered to himself, and between the words, a thick domineering flash appeared.
A wide door opened to him, allowing him to see the terrifying place of the spirit runes, profound master, don’t underestimate it.
“If you think about it, there is still something to be done with this broken map of mountains and rivers.”
After thinking about it carefully, Lin Yun flipped through Qingxuan’s transcripts and looked at it again.
His heart, at this moment, completely calmed down.
In the days that followed, there was no more irritability, the haze was gone, and the demon was gone.
In the day, either study Qingxuan’s transcripts, watch the clouds and listen to the rain, or practice swordsmanship.
The pinnacle and perfect Shuiyue swordsmanship, in his hands, is free and easy. Two different artistic conceptions, change at will.
The deeper the study, the more he feels that this swordsmanship still has a lot of potential to be tapped.
It’s not that the flaws need to be filled, but simply feel that this Shuiyue sword technique can go further.
He felt a vague door, but he couldn’t get in, he was puzzled.
Invisibly, his swordsmanship has reached a certain limit.
This limit is not the limit of his own strength, but the limit of his vision.
The beggar eats steamed buns every day, and the emperor he imagined is but also a master of meat buns. It’s vulgar to say, but this is the horizon.
It’s just that most people, deep in it, don’t know it.
Because they can’t even eat steamed buns, why not worry about what happens after they eat steamed buns.
Lin Yun took the “sword” and stood, thinking about the cliff, pacing slowly.
The sword is a dead wood branch.
But under the blessing of Half-Step Xiantian Sword Intent, it is not inferior to any profound tool.
Where is the way?
Lin Yun was thinking, but this time it was not the confusion when thinking last time, but a kind of rising.
One tip of the header, two Guanshan. The same sentence, but two different moods.
Jingle bells!
Just at this time, the sound of the piano came up again, from the cold abyss, through the clouds and mist, echoing in Lin Yun’s ears.
The sound of the piano is sparse, like a yellow oriole, singing like a bird…like high mountains and flowing water, flowing water and rocks, crisp and melodious, and the sound of gold and stone is endless.
Since Lin Yun appeared on the cliff of thinking, the sound of the piano has never stopped.
In the beginning, it sounded messy and harsh to him, like a magic sound. But with the change of mood, the sound of the piano is constantly soothing, until now, it is like a fairy sound, ethereal and agile.
As smart as he is, naturally he has known it a long time ago.
The sound of the piano has never changed, only his own heart is changing.
“Who is it?”
Lin Yun aroused curiosity, this person can play the piano in Siguoya, and he definitely has a good position in the sect.
If it is a bad person, he would have been driven away by the deacon in the cliff, how could he stay here for more than three months.
Is the sound of the piano because of me, or is it already there?
With countless doubts, surrounded in his heart, Lin Yun step by step, came to the cliff and solidified the abyss.
The abyss cannot be jumped.
Protector Mei explained to him that in the past there were people who wanted to slip away from the abyss. But most of the ends are miserable, and death without a place to burial is a taboo.
The wind blows away the clouds, revealing a dark abyss.
Except for the endless cold, there is nothing, so cold that makes people tremble.
Lin Yun stared at the abyss quietly, and inexplicably panic surged in his heart, as if a devil was waiting for him under the abyss.
Grim and terrifying.
Just one glance makes people shudder, makes people tremble, and makes people move away subconsciously.
He slowly closed his eyes, and his thoughts flashed through his mind.
Where is the way?
Endless thoughts, four words gathered, linger in the heart.
Lin Yun opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with determination, long hair flying, and the sharp edge between his eyebrows.
To the sword’s heart, indomitable!
boom!
Without fear, he never looked back, like a sharp sword, breaking through the sky.
The wind gusted up in the ears and kept falling. Time seemed to stand still, and it lasted for a long time without any intention of stopping.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano rang again, and Lin Yun’s eyes lit up.