Chapter 1137 Taoist thoughts and artistic conception

A blue dragon came towards him, but the old man opposite him did not dodge or avoid.

The crutch in his hand pointed forward, and a lightning gushed out.

The thunderous lightning formed a blurred beast shadow in the air, with two sharp corners highlighting, directly breaking through the Sweeping Star Whip.

Lin Ye, who was following closely behind, stopped quickly, pressed his hands, and caught the Sangxing Whip that was hit back.

This is the Tao.

Lin Ye knew very well the other party’s methods, and that was not any magic weapon.

It is merely transformed by the other party’s thoughts, and it is the artistic conception of the other party’s practice of Taoism.

Although it is just a first glance at the path, it is not comparable to the state of infant transformation.

Cultivating truth, practicing Taoism, and three thousand great ways are the right way.

Unless it is a genius like Xiang Tianjian who realizes the Taoist thoughts in the infant transformation realm, the gap between infant transformation and practice emptiness cannot be compensated by true qi.

Lin Ye is also very clear about this. If he had put together the artistic conception of Taoism, he would have the foundation of his previous life.

But now he is not an infant transformation realm, but a Nascent Soul monk.

The baby body in his body cannot support his touching the artistic conception of Taoism.

"Click!"

Above the sky, a thunder sounded, and thunder fell instantly.

Lin Ye quickly dodged to the side, but still could not escape the lightning strike.

Three golden beads plundering formations and invisible spiritual swords protecting themselves, Lin Ye had already made a lot of responses in an instant.

But the power of artistic conception is not so easy to resist, even if this thunder strike breaks through three golden beads and is blocked by the spirit sword.

The other party's thought of thunder still fell on him.

At that moment, Lin Ye felt as if he had fallen into a thunder prison.

Thousands of lightning lights around him fell, hitting him one by one.

This is not an illusion. Lin Ye's body is actually surrounded by lightning.

Just like the teleportation of the Infant Transformation Realm, it makes the Infant Transformation helpless.

The artistic conception of practicing the virtual realm also makes those who have not seen the great way unable to resist.

Fortunately, although Lin Ye cannot support the power of artistic conception, he is not an ordinary monk.

The moment the artistic conception came, he was ready.

The diamond token was held in his hand, and a fitting force connected him with the cloud boat beneath him.

He can't hold on to this thought and can disperse it and let others bear it with him

The lightning on his body immediately spread to Yun Zhou, and Yun Zhou's huge consciousness was also ignited by this artistic conception.

The cloud boat, which was originally flying smoothly, suddenly trembled violently.

Everyone on the Yunzhou was shaken by the movement and ran out one after another.

The people from Chuanyun Pavilion appeared nearby the next moment, and they were also attracted by this sudden movement.

"Who!"

Figures surrounded the old man and shouted sternly.

But the worn-out old man didn't seem to care.

"roll!"

After a light reprimand, he flashed to the edge of the cloud boat.

"I actually let him run away, the location of that thing should be here."

The old man said as he sprinkled the copper coins in his hand, and said unwillingly after divination.

At this time, the person in charge of the Yunzhou also arrived here.

The middle-aged man with long beards and slender eyebrows was the first elder on this cloud boat, Emperor Qianzong Mo.

"So it's you. Uncle Gao, why did you come to me quietly and never say anything to your nephew?"

Although Emperor Qianzong Mo had a smile on his face, his tone of speaking was a little cold.

"Haha, how dare you trouble Elders with a useless person like me?"

Gao Qiuli laughed dryly and said sarcastically.

After saying that, he ignored the others and flashed a few times and disappeared on the cloud boat.

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Under the cloud boat, Lin Ye did not leave much.

However, it is not so safe to keep a distance from Yunzhou.

The Lost Realm will appear at any time.

If Lin Ye turned around and disappeared from Yunzhou, he would have fallen into the four seas.

But there was nothing we could do about this. When Lin Ye saw the old man's cultivation level, he was already prepared for this.

They were all above the cloud boat, and there was no other possibility except one of them died.

Even if Lin Ye can escape, it will only implicate Geng Huaming and the others, and even put his junior sister in danger.

Now that he took the initiative to jump off the Yunzhou, he would not find Si Jing'er and the others.

After all, if he had known where he was, why would he have to wait until now?

But although he did this, he protected Si Jing'er, he really put himself in danger.

Beyond the cloud boat, it is just one step, and it is also in the four seas.

The danger is not that simple.

Lin Ye patted the storage ring and took out the purple inner elixir.

A cold breath spread out from his hands, protecting his body.

The inner elixir of the Purple Mist Beast can slightly dispel the fog in the sea, allowing him to see where Yun Zhou is as much as possible.

But this is not a long-term solution. Who knows when the Yunzhou will shuttle into the lost realm?

Lin Ye seized the time and dispelled the remains of Taoist thoughts in his body.

With these things on his body, he is like a firefly in the dark, and he will be discovered if he gets closer.

Only by clearing this power first can he return to the cloud boat again.

After all, this is the four seas, so it is impossible for him to be outside the Yunzhou.

That guy has already cultivated the artistic conception of Taoism to the second level, no wonder he has such power.

A slight thunder remains in his body. The thunder power transformed by this thought of Tao is different from the magic of ordinary monks.

Every ray of thunder has its own vitality, and they are like seeds scattered.

Spread your own mind and let the person's artistic conception reappear.

There are three levels of artistic conception of practicing the virtual realm, first appearance, rebirth, and concrete realm.

The thunder power in Lin Ye's body is the second level of rebirth.

This level of artistic conception is no longer something that the infant transformation state can resist.

Any point that touches a little will cause severe damage to the monks under the practice of emptiness.

Unless there are other monks who practice Void, this kind of damage to the artistic conception will be difficult to eradicate for thousands of years.

Although Lin Ye has memories of his previous life, he dare not underestimate such things.

As a yin pill entered the mouth, the rich yin energy instantly filled Lin Ye's body.

He is just a Nascent Soul cultivator now, and he has no good means to use this kind of Taoist thoughts and can only use the beast soul in the soul pill to melt the thunder artistic conception bit by bit.

But this is not enough, the melting thunder artistic conception will not be dispelled by this yin energy.

The Donghuang Cauldron appeared and covered his whole body, and the colorful elixir fire instantly appeared around his body.

Fires penetrated into his body, and he wanted to refine the artistic conception of thunder in his body.

Only he, an alchemist who is familiar with the ancient souls, can think of such a method.
Chapter completed!