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Wang Lin has been cultivating Taoism for two thousand years and has only created three magical powers. Can Ye is so powerful that he has shocking power. However, the rules of Taichu are unpredictable and hard to find. Only at the beginning of the day, can he use them without losing his original power. , unleashing the greatest power of this technique.
Even with Wang Lin¡¯s current level of cultivation, it may be extremely prudent to force the residual night to change the trajectory of the sky and the earth at all locations in the starry sky and planets, turn day into night, turn night into dawn, and promote the power of dawn.
As for the Liuyue magical power, although it seems to be slightly inferior to Can Ye in terms of power, the rules of this art of time are something that no one in the world can defend or resist. Time, all things, is invisible and can be resisted. Than the way of heaven.
The night of the disabled, the light of time, dreaming back ancient
Wang Lin's third form of magical power was after the battle with Shui Daozi. He was seriously injured and died frequently. He was helped by the world-sealing master in Tianni, and entered an extremely mysterious and strange realm that even Wang Lin cannot explain now. ¡ª¡ªTao realm!
In that territory, there were two types of magical powers that came to Wang Lin's mind. The first type was the land of demons and spirits, which seriously injured Tianyunzi who was in the decline of heaven and man, and even more seriously injured the ancient demon's eight-star ancient god to save his life. Supernatural power - dream back to ancient times!
The second form was the Taoist technique he came into contact with for the first time in his life. It was the Taoist technique used by the old man who killed the clan in the Colorful World!
The power of these two magical powers has deeply stayed in Wang Lin¡¯s memory, cannot be erased, and is deeply ingrained!
After ten years in the Tao realm, what Wang Lin realized was the amazingly powerful technique of dreaming back to the ancient times and spreading the Tao!
Dreaming back to the ancient times is an ancient god's magical power. It was originally impossible for monks to use it. Even if Wang Lin was an ancient god, he could not do this. However, opportunities and crises coexisted in Wang Lin's life. The technique of sealing the old man who exterminated the clan and spread the path within the seven-color world, for He opened a door to Taoism.
It's just that this technique is too powerful. Wang Lin would not be able to understand it in ordinary times. However, in that realm, Wang Lin used great perseverance and persistence to merge this technique with Menghui Ancient Times through the Dao realm. , created the art of dreaming!
Back then, outside the cracks in the Yunhai Demon Sect, Wang Lin made a few moves, and the elder of the Demon Sect who was in the decline of heaven and human beings almost collapsed his Taoist heart without even noticing it. If Wang Lin hadn't pointed it out afterwards, the elder who was in the decline of human beings in that day would have died. The heart of the Tao collapsed, the mind of the Tao disintegrated and died!
Dream Dao may sound complicated, but in fact, it is just a kind of inner demon!
Turn the opponent¡¯s Dao thoughts into inner demons, use the inner demons to collapse the Dao foundation, and destroy yourself! Even monks who have no spiritual conception of cultivation will still have inner demons. This inner demon is Wang Lin!
Taoism is an extremely mysterious art in heaven and earth. Even the third-step monks have very few mastery of it. It is already a great opportunity to have one kind. It is as powerful as Taoist Lan Meng, but there are only a few.
Dreaming back to Daogu, what comes back here is the memory of the other party! Although he couldn't let go like the old man who had killed the clan, Wang Lin could use this technique to plant an illusory memory in the opponent's memory!
This illusory memory will exist in the other person¡¯s mind forever, cannot be erased, and will become reality! This is sowing the seeds of inner demons!
The breath exhaled from Wang Lin¡¯s mouth was Wang Lin¡¯s Taoist breath, which fell on the Emperor¡¯s Furnace and quickly blended in and penetrated
Si Mozi looked back at the faint shadow behind him, his eyes showing shock. He was stunned for a moment. This figure has been with him for tens of thousands of years and has become a part of his life. However, in these tens of thousands of years, it has never been like this. He said a word!
Sheshould have diedit was the most painful place in his heart
The white silk is the hanging belt she used to hang herself, and the plum blossom blood on it is the blood of Simozi's lovesickness in his grief and anger
"Si Mozi's body trembled. This sudden change and these sudden words made him froze. He had forgotten the animal bones in his hands and had forgotten to put his palms on the animal bone prints.
The firefly the size of a fingernail between his eyebrows flickered even more intensely, like a candlelight!
"Sister it's you are you talking" Si Mozi stared blankly at the illusory female figure, his eyes sparkling and gradually becoming blurry.
"Brother, brother, come and see, a bunch of purple orchids are growing here"
"Brother, don't sleep all the time. You promised to play with me today"
"Brother, brother"
In the Sea of ??Clouds Star Territory, on a floating continent, there is a mortal village. A seven or eight-year-old girl pouted her little mouth and kept pushing the sleeping boy next to her.
"Xiaolan, let me go back to sleep. Last night I went to touch Xu's eggs with Huzi and the others. I was very tired" The boy's childhood was older, about eight or nine.There are many leaves of grass on it, including a ginseng plant! This ginseng is as thick as a baby's arm, has extremely long beards, and has some spiritual energy coming out of it.
"I'm afraid this ginseng king is a hundred years old. I wasted several days trying to get it. It should be enough for Xiaolan's dowry." The smile on the young man's face became wider. He was walking halfway up the mountain at this moment, casually He looked towards the village down the mountain, but at this glance, the young man's whole body trembled, and his body suddenly became motionless.
??The village at the foot of the mountain, looking from a distance, is full of fire!
??Continue to remove the painful drip, there are pinholes in my left hand, so today I will switch to my right hand. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com