"It's finished."

The development of things is really another village, and this huge peak and loop turn makes Xing Lao can't help but show surprise on his face.

And Lin Mu still had his eyes closed and his hands folded.

Tsing Yi, stained with blood, lay quietly on top of him.

But he has no sorrow or joy, and is as peaceful as a star in the sky that never sets.

Divine zen, rising and falling between his brows.

A quiet smell of Buddha emanating from his bones and blood.

"Break and then stand, and be reborn from the fire."

Seeing this scene, the old star's face became even more relieved.

The pain that Lin Mu suffered, he saw in his eyes, was no less than walking out of hell.

But everything, not in vain.

With this catastrophe alone, Lin Mu's divine soul is truly stable, and no one can shake his will in the future.

And the relics of Buddhism, Taoism and Martial Saints are integrated into Lin Mu's blood, which will also bring unimaginable benefits to his future growth.

After a long time, Lin Mu's eyes slowly opened.

His eyes, invented in black and white, were as clear as a child, faintly and a little naughty.

"Closing your eyes is sacred between your fingers, and opening your eyes is sacred in your heart."

Xing Lao's face was moved.

Although he had already guessed that Lin Mu would have a great harvest after this catastrophe and then stand up.

But I didn't expect that Lin Mu would reach this state.

When Lin Mu didn't open his eyes, the Zen on his body was endless, and this opening of his eyes, there was no Zen at all, just like a child who had just entered the world.

This is not to say that Lin Mu's Zen is gone, but that the Zen is all converging to the depths of his heart.

Such a free retraction is a realm that only some true martial arts masters have.

This is equivalent to that, in terms of the spiritual realm alone, Lin Mu is already comparable to Wu Zong.

"Star Old ......"

Lin Mu's eyes were originally faintly naughty.

This naughtiness comes from the joy of rebirth after the catastrophe, from the satisfaction of realm ascension, and from the expectation of wanting to share with Xing Lao.

Because of the improvement of his mood, his various emotions were infinitely diluted, and he turned into a childish naughtiness.

But in an instant, this naughty color turned into worry and self-blame.

At this time, Xing Lao's face was pale, and the whole person seemed to be several times older.

He suddenly thought that refining the Buddha bone relics, he was suffering a lot, but if Xing Lao wanted to decompose the relics, how could he be better than him.

Coupled with the fact that Xing Lao himself was severely injured, this was even more serious.

Xing Lao was thick with fatigue between his eyebrows, but he still had a smile on his face: "Good boy, don't worry, the power of the years is more terrible than you think, I haven't experienced any wind and frost, this little injury doesn't matter." ”

"But I ......"

Lin Mu still couldn't help but blame himself.

Before he appeared, a master like Xing Lao could live a quiet life in the Seven Star Academy.

It was he who broke the peace and put Xing Lao in danger many times.

"Men big husband, don't mother-in-law and mother in these small sections."

Without waiting for the words to be spoken, Xing Lao's face turned pale.

"Yes."

Lin Mu had no choice but to bow his head.

"Your cultivation has broken through to the twelfth order, right?"

With the powerful cultivation of the star elder, it is natural to easily see the changes in the aura of Lin Mu.

"Now I'm a twelfth-order martial artist."

Lin Mu nodded.

Under the impact of the powerful energy of the relic, he didn't have to break through the rank by himself, and he broke through by cultivating himself.

After all, those fifteen relics were left by the Martial Saint.

"Okay, that's good, strive to condense the innate true qi as soon as possible and become an innate martial artist."

Xing Lao said with relief.

"I will."

Lin Mu replied.

"Fate is the most unlikely possibility."

Xing Lao paused, and looked at Lin Mu with cloudy eyes, "You and I know each other, it is a fate, then between you and me, don't worry about everything, just follow the fate." ”

"Just remember, no matter what you do, remember today's suffering, and don't go against your own heart."

"Fate is the most unlikely possibility."

Lin Mu lost his mind slightly.

Such simple words sounded to him more beautiful than any Zen words.

The power of years is really unimaginable.

Although Xing Lao is not a god or Buddha, his long years may have already made his state of mind not inferior to that of a god or Buddha.

"But my situation is really not good, and what I did just now was just a last-ditch effort."

Xing Lao said calmly, "In the next situation, I have no power to intervene, I can only meditate and heal in this Seven Star Tower, and everything depends on you." ”

With that, he closed his eyes.

There was a soft snoring, and he was asleep.

Staring at Xing Lao's sleeping face for a moment, Lin Mu couldn't bear to be disturbed, slowly got up, and quietly walked out of the tower.

Before leaving, he looked back again, leaned down, and bowed three times on the ground.

Although his blood has melted the relics of the Buddha, if he wants to talk about the Buddha, he can only be regarded as a small novice at most, and Xing Lao is the real Buddha.

After walking out of the fifth layer and walking in the Seven Star Tower, Lin Mu's face quickly showed doubts.

Especially on the second and first floors, the doubts are even deeper.

Usually, no matter what, the Seven Star Pagoda is more or less, there will always be people cultivating in it.

But today, the surroundings are empty, and even the first floor, which has the largest number of people, is rarely deserted.

His heart sank slightly, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace, and soon got out of the tower.

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"Senior brothers, please slow down."

Lin Mu hurriedly walked up, he had a vague impression that these people were old students from the past.

Hearing the voice, several old students were stunned, and when they saw Lin Mu, they were even more surprised.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Lin, where have you been in the past half a month?"

One of them was an old man with a dark face.

"What? Half a month? ”

Lin Mu was taken aback.

"Of course, the Tianyuan Great Tournament ended three days ago, and we were expecting to see you as Yang Wei of the academy, but we didn't expect you to be gone."

Another injured old student said with some indignation.

Lin Mu's eyes flashed, he didn't expect that it would take him half a month to refine those fifteen relics in the Seven Star Tower.

"That is, if you participate, Senior Brother, he would never be so arrogant in Lingfeng Academy."

"Especially that Fang Li, who do you think you are, and you are not ashamed, saying that I have no one in the Seven Star Academy, and I really think I am Qiao Niansheng."

"Brother Ruolin is here, although it is impossible to win the first place, after all, that Qiao Niansheng is too terrifying, but this third place may not be the one he left."

Several old students didn't know what Lin Mu was thinking, and after the injured old student spoke, several other people also spoke.

"Shut up."

Unexpectedly, a few people said this, but the black-faced old student drank violently, "We should be happy now, not regretful, fortunately, Senior Brother Lin didn't participate, otherwise the situation will only get worse." ”

was drunk by this old student, and the other old students suddenly sobered up, and one by one they were also in a cold sweat, and they didn't dare to speak.

"Why did this senior brother say that?"

Seeing this, Lin Mu immediately remembered that the Qiao family had set a trap for him, and his face changed, "Could it be that Tianyuan is more than above, what has changed?" ”

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