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He lives, she dieshe dies, she lives
This is another meaning of life and death. At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart.
There is a saying in Taoism that mountains are mountains and water is water. In Wang Lin's case, he had his own understanding.
Seeing life as life and seeing death as death are just the first meaning of the artistic conception of life and death.
When he was in the alliance of the four factions, Wang Lin saw the four factions being destroyed by the Snow Land, and saw that the god-transformation monk who gave him the feather was about to be stained with blood in the Snow Land at the last moment of his life. His heart, Shocked, there were vague signs of a breakthrough.
Life and death are often just a thin line apart. Sometimes, they are clearly dead, but they are born in people's hearts. Sometimes, they are clearly alive, but they have no change and have the intention to die.
Wang Lin¡¯s eyes became brighter and brighter.
Zhou Yi¡¯s death led to Ting¡¯er¡¯s birth. Ting'er's death brought about Zhou Yi's life again. Between life and death, fate is playing tricks on people.
"However, their life and death are not the end, but they exist in another kind of mentality in their hearts.
Seeing life is not life, looking at death is not death.
Wang Lin's eyes became clear, and he understood clearly.
An artistic conception that seemed to see through life and death emerged from his body. At this moment, his artistic conception of life and death advanced by leaps and bounds. Wang Lin took a deep breath, and he understood that his cultivation level was about to break through.
The middle stage of becoming a god is no longer far away.
After becoming a god, the understanding of artistic conception is an important means to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation. Once the artistic conception is broken through, the breakthrough in cultivation will generally not exceed ten years.
This is like a container. If it is only the size of a fist, there will naturally only be so much liquid in it. However, the breakthrough in artistic conception has expanded the container several times. Although at this stage, the liquid in it is still There are so many fists, but without limitations, they can grow. When they grow to several times the size of the container again, it will be a breakthrough in cultivation.
At this time, Ling Tianhou, the sword master of Daluo Sword Sect, rushed towards the falling woman in white at very fast speed. He stretched out his big hand, and his target was the two fairy swords, one large and one small.
Zhou Yi stared blankly at the woman in white. His body and mind were blank, without all thoughts. However, the behavior of the old man in green clothes was like ice water spilled into boiling oil, which immediately ignited Zhou Yi's anger. .
He moved, and golden light emerged from his body as he waved his hand. Suddenly, his whole body turned into a huge sword shadow, whizzing away at a speed as fast as lightning.
Under the shadow of the sword, the sky became dark, and cracks appeared on the earth.
The expression of the old man in blue changed, and he did not dare to take the sword again. He could feel that there was a will to destroy everything in the sword light.
Without any hesitation, the old man in green clothes immediately turned around, shouted loudly, clasped his hands together, and when he pulled them apart, a sword light appeared in front of him. With a push, he rushed towards the sword shadow that Zhou Yi had transformed into.
"boom"
The old man's sword light collapsed and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The black fingerprints on his chest spread immediately and became more than twice as big.
"This Immortal Fingerprint is too domineering. I was injured today and cannot use my full cultivation. I have already taken an Immortal Sword, that's all!" The old man in green shirt stepped back, without saying a word, he tore his right hand beside him, and suddenly he was empty. A huge gap opened in the middle, and the gap was directed towards the Tianyun Star Daluo Sword Sect. He dodged and was about to get into it.
At this time, the sword shadow that Zhou Yi transformed into was faster and came with an astonishing roar and a crazy impact.
The old man's face changed drastically. Without saying a word, he turned around and got into the crack. At the same time, he called with his right hand, and the Qilin beast that had been lying on the ground shook its head and turned into a ray of blue light, disappearing into the crack with him. .
The crack quickly merged, but the sword shadow that Zhou Yi transformed into rushed in at the moment it closed, chasing after it.
The calamity of the Great Luo Sword Sect unfolded as Zhou Yi rushed forward.
All this happened very quickly, in just a few breaths. As the crack disappeared, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Hundreds of monks with varying levels of cultivation all turned their attention to the man who was about to fall to the ground from mid-air. on the female corpse.
Beside the female corpse, the two fairy swords immediately caused everyone to breathe heavily.
However, just when the female corpse was about to fall to the ground, she suddenly moved, and together with the two fairy swords, turned into a white light and came quickly towards Wang Lin in the crowd.
Wang Lin was startled. He gritted his teeth and turned his right hand over. A pagoda appeared in his hand. The female corpse flashed, along with two pistols.A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person suddenly became sluggish, his eyes dimmed, his artistic conception was shattered, his Taoist heart was forcibly wiped out, and his cultivation in the transformation stage, without his artistic conception, immediately fell.
Wang Lin sighed lightly, stepped forward, and touched the old man's eyebrow with the index finger of his right hand.
"boom"
The old man¡¯s head suddenly turned into a piece of flesh and blood and exploded, and his body immediately fell down.
"Although my cultivation is in the early stage of divine transformation, my artistic conception has reached the middle stage of divine transformation just now, and the artistic conception of life and death has reached the second level. I dare to fight the red butterfly in the late stage of divine transformation, let alone you "Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light and he looked around.
At a glance, the people around him fell silent, but the greed in their eyes did not dissipate at all.
In their opinion, although Wang Lin¡¯s artistic conception is powerful, there is only one person, and he will definitely die today!
Wang Lin looked calmly and said softly: "You haven't shown up yet?" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please log on to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com