Chapter 449

A quiet lake appeared in the field of vision, but before reacting, it fell heavily on the lake.

Bang!

The surface of the lake was suddenly shocked, waves were heavy, and the waves were endless and turbulent.

Zheng!

The sound of the piano suddenly became fierce, and a murderous intent filled the surface of the lake.

Through the heavy mist, Lin Yun vaguely saw an island in the middle of the lake. There is a pavilion on the island, and there is a vague figure in the pavilion, playing the piano, and the killing intent also started from there.

Before thinking about it, he counted the water column, pierced through the air like a sharp sword, and killed him.

Lin Yun raised his hand with a punch, the holy voice appeared, and the power of the five tripods exploded, smashing the several water columns with one punch.

Wow!

The water column just dissipated, and a water wave in front of him, like a tsunami, turned into a beast and wanted to engulf him.

clank!

The sound of the piano is violent, like a monster roar.

Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!

As soon as Lin Yun stretched his arms, he rose into the air, pointed it as a sword, and gave out the light of the bright moon.

There seemed to be a bright moon falling on the surface of the lake, and a vast sword light that was as vast as moonlight whizzed away.

Bang!

The beast-like water waves burst, and in the sky, the water waves churned and turned into a huge rain.

Shocked for a moment, the sword has nothing to lose!

As it slowly fell, Lin Yun had a purple kite seal blooming on the back of his hand, and purple sword lights appeared in front of the old man at the moment he flicked his finger.

The old man revolved in the air, avoiding the sword light that broke through the air, and when the piano sound remained, he fell again.

Flicking with ten fingers, it flicked again.

Frosty and cold!

Before he got up, Lin Yun’s two fingers together, stroked his chest. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the cold glow is overflowing. No matter the violent water column, the rotating ripples, and the beating spray on the lake, it is all frozen.

Suddenly, a piece of ice and wonder appeared on the lake.

But there was only a moment, but this moment was enough for Lin Yun to go to the island.

boom!

The moment I went to the island, all the ice-covered wonders behind me melted. Countless water splashes fell, and heavy water waves rose behind Lin Yun, reaching up to tens of feet.

Looking forward, the old man in the pavilion is slightly fatter, with an old face, densely wrinkled, and gray hair.

There is only one pair of eyes, one pair of eyes are like stars and gems, the bright light is dazzling and breathtaking. Like a sharp sword, it pierces the void and makes people afraid to look directly.

“Old sir, how long have you been here.”

Lin Yun stepped forward and asked.

“Ten years.”

“Ten years, long enough, what do you do?”

“View the flowers. Flowers bloom like ten years ago, but people are not like them. Ten years ago, they were handsome.”

The old man touched the qin and sighed.

Lin Yun walked up to the pavilion, looked at the other side, and smiled: “I’m afraid it was ten years ago, isn’t it so handsome?

“Want you to talk about me?”

The old man’s face turned cold.

Lin Yun was not in a hurry, and said in a deep thought: “Ten years of viewing flowers, the flowers bloom as old, and people are not as good as the old. The old marks on the front of the forehead are not gone, and new lines are added to the corners of the eyes. ten years!”

The old man was slightly startled, speechless, and then sneered: “Since ancient times, the belts have become wider, and it is said that people are thin. Are you laughing at me?”

“Don’t dare. It’s just that the thin man is aggrieved, and the fat man is aggrieved. The fat becomes a ball and can’t regret it. That’s domineering.”

Lin Yun laughed softly.

rock!

The old man suddenly got up, overturned the piano on the table, and sneered: “Spoken tongue, don’t you still say that the old man is fat!”

Seeing this, Lin Yun stopped entangled, and said in deep thought, “I’ll ask.”

“Just ask.”

The old man looked indifferent and did not change his face: “For ten years, I have thought about the cliffs, some people come and some people walk. Some people are afraid to jump, some people jump into the abyss and die by demons, and some people die in the sound of the old man’s piano. Next, you are the first to walk in front of the old man. I grant you the qualifications to ask!”

In the past ten years, have I been here alone?

Lin Yun’s heart trembled, and the fat old man felt inexplicably chill.

If you lose the sound of the piano when you come down, will you also bury your body at the bottom of this lake?

If it was that day, his heart was disturbed by the sound of the piano, would he fall into disarray and die the moment he jumped?

The answer, I am afraid that I am a little unwilling to accept it.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun looked at the old man in front of him and guessed his identity.

No matter what, the strength of the old man is beyond doubt.

Since the other party agreed to solve the doubt, at least his purpose of coming here has been achieved, so just ask.

“I want to ask Senior, after the peak of swordsmanship is completed, is there a corresponding state above it?”

Lin Yun said the doubts that had lingered in his heart for a long time.

“Naturally there is.”

The fat old man looked indifferent and said indifferently: “Ordinary people know that there are four realms in martial arts and martial arts, namely, the beginning, the small, the great, and the peak. Achievement.”

At this point, the fat old man’s face showed a faint mockery.

Then he said: “As for the peak of Consummation, there are very few and very rare. So no one will ask or think about it. After the peak, there is still a way? They are like people in the painting, one by one. In the painting without knowing it, you can perceive this step and you are not far from the painting.”

“The realm above the gate of the pinnacle is out of the painting realm?”

Lin Yun thoughtfully, said softly.

It seems that something has been caught, quietly waiting for the old man’s explanation, and there are many expectations in his eyes.

“That’s right, it is indeed out of Hua, but this transformation is not the other, but the artistic conception of transcendence, referred to as Hua Jing…”

Regardless of whether Lin Yun could understand or not, the fat old man sat down and took a sip of his tea, and continued to speak in a mindless manner.

“Transformation, in short, is to use it for oneself. A sword technique, no matter how strong it is, it is also created by the predecessors. When it is used for oneself, it becomes one’s own sword technique. I don’t know that it is better than the former. How many times. Kid, understand?”

The fat old man looked at Lin Yun with a slight disdain, and sneered: “But it’s useless to tell you, even if you know it, I’m afraid it’s even… hehe.”

He sold it off, laughed, and said nothing.

“You mean, even if I know it, I may not be able to break the painting. I can’t even break the painting. How can I turn it into my own use and remake it.”

Lin Yun’s thinking is keen, and he perceives what the other party hasn’t said.

“As the first person to come to me in ten years, you are not too stupid. Old man, that’s what I mean.”

The fat old man dragged a long ending, smiling neither salty nor indifferent.

Lin Yun didn’t say much, and quit.

Slowly walked to the heart of the lake, the road already knew, and then he would have a sense of it.

Looking around, Lin Yun closed his eyes.

The fat old man touched his beard, a smile on his old and indifferent face.

This kid is a bit to his liking.

No nonsense, if it works, try it first.

What can be done is useless, and it is easy to say. The so-called broken painting is to break the previous practice to the peak of the sword technique, but to preserve the foundation.

One carelessness will fail to break the painting, but will make oneself useless.

He is somewhat similar to the kid back then, and he always doesn’t believe in evil.

I don’t know how the old boy is doing in the Sword Burying Forest.

Some past events appeared in his mind. The fat old man’s eyes flashed with irritability, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn’t want to think too much, so he fell asleep with his head in his arms.