The Bright Blood Lord looked at Lin Zixuan and continued: "The three armies can seize the commander, but an ordinary man cannot seize the will. Will is the foundation of the soul, and all laws in the world are changed by the creator integrating his own will."
Lin Zixuan seems to have realized something. He can use the power of his soul to simulate the form of any monster. Often when his will is firm, the monster he transforms becomes more solid and powerful.
Guangming Xuezun looked at Lin Zixuan's gradually enlightened expression, and said with some satisfaction: "The swordsmanship created by the heartless person is extremely fierce, and he often kills him with one move, leaving no room for maneuver for anyone, because he himself does not have any
Emotional and indifferent to worldly things, in his eyes, death is liberation."
"The boxing rules of a domineering person contain terrifying power. It makes people feel like an escaped beast. It is so fierce and powerful that it shakes the heaven and the earth. When fighting, it is like a volcano that has erupted for thousands of years. Once it goes crazy, it will...
We will not stop until the opponent loses the ability to fight or dies."
Lin Zixuan was frightened. There are thousands of techniques, which vary from person to person. If he created them, he would definitely pursue Taoist charm and perfect moves, and would never create those techniques that were like killing techniques.
"I have traveled through more than half of the world, countless empires, and even seen truly powerful techniques in my life. Without exception, they are all integrated with terrifying will." The Bright Blood Lord said in a daze as if he was nostalgic.
Lin Zixuan thought for a moment, then had a flash of inspiration and asked: "If the technique is integrated into the will, then wouldn't it mean that the spiritual will of the creator is imprinted on the scroll of the technique?"
When the Bright Blood Lord heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that the young man in front of him would think of this aspect. This was an excellent question.
"Yes, the skill scroll carries the creator's perception of the world and interpretation of the moves. He integrated his spiritual will into it. Whenever future generations practice his skills, they will have the corresponding skills in their minds.
and actions appear so that the practitioner can more easily comprehend it."
Lin Zixuan nodded. This was the case with the Moving Mountain Seal Jue. Every time he practiced, there would be a white light and shadow repeatedly demonstrating the movements of the hand jutsu.
"On the battlefield, powerful skills are important, but what matters more is the overall strength of the monks themselves. The increase brought by the soul, body, and elements is also unimaginable." The Bright Blood Lord said lightly, and the flame circle behind him
The ring is as bright as a red crystal.
Xiehuo Manmo was also listening attentively. At the same time, his attitude towards Lin Zixuan also changed somewhat. After all, he had never seen his master care so much about others, just like a loving father teaching his children the principles of life.
"The method varies from person to person, and more depends on yourself. I believe that the person who can crack my Heart Fire Black Lotus will not be far behind in talent and understanding." The Bright Blood Lord said, and in the palm of his hand, there appeared
There were two scrolls, one deep black and one dazzling white. The scrolls exuded a mysterious and ancient aura, faintly causing the spiritual energy in the air to fluctuate violently.
When the Evil Fire Demon looked at the two scrolls, his breathing became rapid, his body trembled suddenly, and his eyes were extremely hot. At the same time, there was a trace of doubt in his heart. He did not understand how the master would use these two techniques.
Teach it to him? Is it really a pity for talent?
Lin Zixuan also looked at the two scrolls, with ups and downs in his heart. He knew very well that what the old man gave to him would definitely not be ordinary. It could be seen from the black and white blood species in the blood realm.
"You have completed the test I set, and you should be rewarded. These two scrolls are two kinds of pupil skills, the fairy light pupil and the devil's eye. They are similar to the celestial eye among the six powers of Buddhism. If you practice to a great extent, you can defeat everything.
Nothingness can see through all formations and can also accurately see the flaws in other people's moves, thus defeating the enemy with one strike." The Bright Blood Lord said calmly.
Lin Zixuan was extremely shocked in his heart. Although the former said it in an understatement, there was a terrifying power between the lines. He could break through the void and see through the formation. This was something that even the most powerful people from the formation family could not achieve.
"Little guy, if you hadn't realized the element of darkness, I probably wouldn't have given it to you, but you exceeded my expectations and made me believe that miracles would always happen to you. After all, the black and white vampires
This is how the blood spirit was born." The Bright Blood Lord looked at Lin Zixuan and said with a smile. With his current strength, all the secrets of Lin Zixuan could not be hidden from his eyes, but the Phantom Demon Mirror was an exception, and he did not see it.
Lin Zixuan took the scroll and looked at the two completely opposite rays of light. He was extremely excited in his heart. He just lacked the corresponding technique, and these two pupil techniques could make up for it.
He leaned down and bowed, saying: "Thank you, Senior Blood Lord, for giving me this great gift. If Lin Zixuan becomes a master of nature in the future, he will surely come to resurrect Senior."
Guangming Xue Zun laughed when he heard this and said nonchalantly: "If such a day comes, maybe I should call you senior!"
Lin Zixuan smiled and left. The Evil Fire Demon looked at the old man standing in the ring of flames and asked in confusion: "Master, why did you let him go?"
The Bright Blood Lord was silent. After a moment, he turned around and stepped into the ring when a voice came out.
"Why rush to slaughter the lambs raised in captivity before the time is ripe?"
The evil fire man and demon then bowed and bowed, respectfully seeing him off.
…
In the forbidden area of the Lin family, the white-haired old man sat on the altar. Countless obscure runes were carved around him. The runes were arranged in a trapezoid and were divided into four areas. In each area, a golden ball was placed, pointing towards
Tiny golden threads emanated from the outside, pulling the circular compass above the old man's head.
In front of the old man, stood a handsome man with a powerful body and a distinctive charm on his angular face.
That appearance was clearly that of Lin Zhiyu. At this moment, his expression was calm and calm, and the fluctuations coming from his body showed that he had entered the sixth level of the Blood Soul Realm.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is simply unbelievable. After all, every level of the Blood Soul Realm is as difficult as a natural chasm. No one can cross it without a chance encounter and hard work. However, in just half a month, he was able to step through one level so easily. It is almost a bit strange.
Unbelievable.
The white-haired old man looked at the figure in front of him. Even if it was him, there was a look of admiration in his eyes. He said: "You really have that kind of special physique and this speed of cultivation, which makes me a little ashamed. When I am in your state, I have never been able to do it."
Half as good as you."
Lin Zhiyu said nothing. Looking at the mysterious formation around the old man, he said lightly: "Is what you said true?"
The white-haired old man laughed and said: "How can I lie to you? I have sacrificed this round sacred treasure for hundreds of years, and I have used the secret method to transform the heaven and earth spiritual treasure into pure heaven and earth spiritual energy and blend it into it. After practicing for one day, it is worth it."
A few years outside.”
Lin Zhiyu thought for a moment and then said: "I will only practice for half a year during this trip."
The white-haired old man nodded and said: "Definitely." (To be continued)