Probably because the cultivation is too bad, the characters written by Yin, the final result is only a small puddle, the same fish jumping and shrimp jumping, the sparkling lake is too far away, so that the little girl has a lot of hard work behind her back, Lin Luoran agrees with her efforts, but obviously the cultivation is not enough, and she has to be greedy for better results, she faintly feels that something will happen.

Sure enough, one evening, Yin Yan sneaked out to practice calligraphy, and the word "lake" written at the end was almost about to jump off the paper, and there was a feeling that it was comparable to the lake of the man in the robe.

Lin Luoran watched the characters on the white paper come to life, diluted the ink marks, and there were water droplets bubbling out, and the sound of gurgling water sounded, Yin Yan was happy at first, but as if something drained the power in his body, he coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood, and fell to the ground with his head up.

Lin Luoran was so anxious that she wanted to pull her, but her hand passed through her body.

She can't touch it at all! What to do? Seeing the way she frowned and moaned quietly, Lin Luoran could feel how much pain she had.

She wanted to find the robed man, but there was an endless forest in front of her.

Taking a step back, even if she found it, what could she do? Lin Luoran watched Wan Yan struggle on the grass, and felt the cruelty of the law of time for the first time. She is now a little transparent, using the power of the "Great Dao" book to peek into everything that happened thousands of years ago, right?

Instead of going back in time at the Tower of Babel, what she saw was nothing more than a film similar to modern technology that was shot with light and shadow technology, and she was always just a spectator. It's just that what she has experienced is far more immersive than the so-called 3D movies before the new era...... Even so, the men in the robes and robes she saw were no longer in real life.

The moon slowly rose, and he fainted in pain.

She saw the clear moonlight thousands of years ago, but in real life, the moon and stars were already covered with cold alloys.

Lin Luoran stayed for a night, and it wasn't until the next day that the man in the robe came to the lake and hugged her back.

Close, she heard the slight sigh of the man in the robe as he picked her up.

She felt that the sigh contained a lot of meaning, and even wondered if the sigh was directed at her, and when she turned her head, she could see the back of the man in the robe holding the man holding the silk and slowly leaving-this was a mystery that Lin Luoran could not solve in his life after a few years.

Yin Yan was injured because of his recklessness, and he didn't come to the lake to practice calligraphy for a long time, Lin Luoran was trapped in a radius of a hundred feet from the big stone that woke up, and he could only stay in this lake area, not even the distant forest.

She doesn't feel thirsty, she doesn't feel hungry, and she doesn't tire of it.

In addition to practicing calligraphy, a person is too bored to count the ants on the ground to play, anyway, the ants can't see her, and they won't be scared and run away.

She often stared at the lake in bewilderment, and the longer she stayed, the more she felt the difference in the golden characters.

It's easy to conjure up a lake, and even a foundation-building monk can use water system magic to make a low-lying area of water into a lake. But a real lake also has to contain fish and shrimp, crabs, shellfish, aquatic weeds, plankton...... This kind of raw creativity is not something that can be done by the Five Elements Technique.

If you divide the power that can be used in a way of cultivation into levels, it should be spells, spells, supernatural powers, and immortal arts. Immortals are the real ones in the world, and the gods have to do their own responsibilities, and the immortal art should be above the magic technique.

Like that, the Wood Spirit Ancestor transformed Yang Lisha into the size of a petal and carried it with him, similar to the spell of "Sleeve Inside".

The "Li Dai Tao Stiff" that the wood wolf once used is also a spell.

Spells are more advanced than spells, but they don't have the immediate effect. Psychics? The power of faith is indeed very magical, and it can even reshape the Dao foundation for mortals, but those powers are always born because of the faith of mortals, although they are infinitely useful, they will inevitably have limitations.

What about immortals? Lin Luoran had only seen a "close time", and he didn't dare to make an evaluation.

The golden characters are different from all of them, conjuring out of thin air a lake with an entire ecosystem, which is already the power of the creator god of Western mythology - or rather, the power of the laws of the universe?

Is it borrowing the power of the law, or is it already above the law?

Thinking that the man in the robe said that Yin Yan's cultivation was not enough to write the real "lake", Lin Luoran felt that he should be closer to the former. This kind of golden character is not used endlessly at will, and Yin Yan is also practicing, is it necessary to rely on his own cultivation as an introduction through practice, in order to communicate the laws of heaven and earth, and to make the words move at will?

As for the man in the robe, his cultivation should be enough.

In the dream, I saw that the characters he wrote were stirred and changed, and I don't know what kind of cultivation he was.

Such a quiet environment can make Lin Luoran calm down, and piece together the doubts he has encountered since his cultivation and the bits and pieces of knowledge, and alienate him.

In the past, I felt that the bottleneck was a bottleneck, but when I looked back and thought about it after the cultivation broke through a few layers, I always felt that I had suddenly opened up.

Having a solid grasp of the basic knowledge can also corroborate with the new realm, which makes her feel that in addition to learning words, other places are also beneficial. This ethereal state is really suitable for alchemy or array, or even refining, but unfortunately the jade steps are not in her hand, and she can't do alchemy.

Luckily, the grass was soft enough for her to lie on her back. The canopy by the lake is also open enough, and there are stars as a companion every night.

Except tonight.

Tonight the night sky changed from the splendor of the previous days, and the stars were gone, except for the moon like a large disk, bright and almost hanging to the water, and those close seemed to be able to reach out and touch it.

She didn't expect to see someone she hadn't seen in a while tonight.

The man in the robe took her to the lake, and she looked in good spirits, bouncing, and her colorful skirt looked brilliant in the moonlight, which turned out to be a more beautiful skirt in the night.

"Once in 60 years, of course, you can't miss it."

The robed man stood motionless on the grass, the night masking a little of the coldness in him. I'm in a lot of interest tonight, and I don't know what to watch.

The moonlight is so beautiful, and the word sixty years makes Lin Luoran a little familiar. She was still recalling that the moon of the disc had changed.

The moonlight seemed to have been chopped up and sprinkled down, showing a pink sheen, like a semi-solidified mist.

Lin Luoran saw that the originally quiet forest was boiling, and many animals that had been lying in ambush before...... Oh, they can fly, they're monsters. Those monsters flew or jumped, all vying to grab the fragments of the moonlight.

What fragments of moonshine are clearly emperor slurry! She stood up suddenly, the once-in-sixty-year emperor slurry, accompanied by the moonlight, is the key to the transformation of demon beasts and the essence of plants and trees to open their spiritual wisdom!

Emperor Liulu, who has not been seen since the earth's aura was bizarrely weakened, did not expect to be able to enjoy it here. She was so sorry that this was just a scene recorded by history, and she couldn't take some back with her - she really wanted to see what the little green fox's scum looked like after it was transformed.

Yin Yan was also very sorry, "The next goodbye will be sixty years later, I will become an old woman, shall we leave some emperor slurry?" ”

Of course, Lin Luoran had never seen a man in a robe refuse her request. It is said that the emperor can't be kept with anything, and she is quite looking forward to seeing the man in the robe make a move.

The robed man beckoned, and many pink moonlight fragments flew towards him, turning into a string of pink bead necklaces in his hand, with a brighter luster than pearls...... I handed it to him.

Sure enough, in the face of absolute strength, the rules are used to break - others don't need to save any foreign objects at all, and they can easily imprison the emperor flux, this is the gap!

The emperor's slurry fell, but in fact, it was only for a while and a half, and she left satisfied, Lin Luoran had a hunch that she would see the little girl practicing calligraphy again tomorrow.

She rarely fell asleep tonight, and when she woke up the next day, it was still the same big rock, but the scene around her changed.

She was in the middle of the mountains.

What the man in the robe teaches today is not the word "mountain", but also because the word "lake" is too complicated, he was injured because of his own strength, and the man in the robe had to start from a simple teaching.

Lin Luoran was dipped in the light of the silk and learned the words wind, rain, thunder, electricity, ice, frost, snow, and fire.

These words have great power, but Lin Luoran feels that they have a single structure, which is actually much simpler than the inclusive and broad word "lake".

After a long time, she was much taller, and she became the thirteen or fourteen-year-old she saw for the second time, and the man in the robe finally wanted to teach her to learn the character "mountain". In the past few years, Yin Yin's cultivation is like divine help, and he has already cultivated in the later stage of Yudan, Lin Luoran was surprised by the coincidence in the dark, but he was also happy to learn new words.

The word "mountain", but Yin Yan can't write it well, and the handwriting is soft and weak, Lin Luoran, a bystander, feels that it is like a mound, where is the mountain.

Sure enough, there was no progress for a long time, and she was so anxious that she wanted to cry, and the man in the robe had no choice but to say to her: "You have to see the essence of the mountain." ”

"You have to see the nature of the mountain."

Lin Luoran felt that some invisible fog had dissipated, and she seemed to have heard some kind of true sound that made people suddenly enlighten.

You have to see the essence of the mountain...... Cultivating the truth, cultivating the true self, removing the false and retaining the truth, is it the same principle? She was clear and suddenly opened her eyes.