"The mind is firm, abandon all distractions**, just to survive, just a small road.

Only by not surviving can we live, and leaving it to die and then reborn is the right way.

The way of heaven is magnificent, and there will be a glimmer of life in the end. It's like a lonely yin doesn't give birth, and a lonely yang doesn't grow a truth. The same is true of the opposition between life and death. The man surnamed Fang didn't move his lips, obviously speaking, but his voice came directly into Lin Xin's ears.

Lin Xin's heart became solemn, knowing that he had met a master. The other party's cultivation is that he can't perceive it, obviously he has a super ability to hide, or his cultivation is far beyond himself.

"Is life and death like yin and yang?" he thought, this is a new angle. "That's why there's a silver lining to any dead end. That's the case?"

"Exactly. ”

The man surnamed Fang said with a smile.

"Only by putting it to death can we burst out of our full potential, otherwise we will never be able to go all out if we have a glimmer in our hearts. To be constant in the face of life and death threats is great perseverance. ”

"Then what is atmospheric luck?" Lin Xin asked again.

"When I say luck, it's ethereal, but I have some subtle feelings. The other party took a sip of wine.

"Luck is destined, fate, and an arrangement that cannot be shaken off. It is a myriad of forces, big and small, strong and weak, holding you hostage.

So for me, luck is the general trend, follow the trend, find the gap, you can get twice the result with half the effort, if God helps. In this way, isn't it luck in everyone's mouth?"

"Going against the trend, being blocked everywhere, being difficult and abnormal, and getting twice the result with half the effort. Is this low luck?" Lin Xin said along with his words. "What if you have to stand against the trend?"

"What should you do if you have to swim up the river in the river?" the man smiled and didn't answer directly.

"Jump. Borrow. Jumping is a game-breaker. Borrowing is balance. Lin Xin thought about it and replied.

"Well said. That's it!" the man laughed, "Brother, you have a special mind, and what you lack is nothing more than a way to simplify the complex. ”

"Brother praises. Lin Xin suddenly realized.

By this time the man had fallen on the table with a muffled thud.

When Lin Xin looked over, this guy was already snoring like thunder, and he didn't sleep very well.

I thought about it. He shook his head and raised his hand.

"Little Er, check out!"

The evening breeze is blowing. Lin Xin carried the teacher in one hand, walked around the street, and quickly found a small inn and threw it in. Paid for one night's room. Then I looked at the sky again. I also lived in the other room.

It's too late, and it is estimated that the island is under martial law when I go back, and ships are not allowed to land at night, so it is very troublesome to check, so it is better to stay outside for one night.

The night was deep, and the moon was far away the size of a fingernail, sprinkled with a faint white veil.

Lin Xin sat alone under the window and looked out of the window. At night, the streets are empty, except for the lanterns hanging from the eaves of the corner houses that are blown by the wind. It's cold.

The wind constantly rolls up leaves and debris on the ground, and it rolls on the ground, making a hissing and grinding sound. It is even more silent in contrast.

At this time, perhaps because of drinking, Lin Xin felt that his head was unusually awake and he had no sleep. Recalling what the man surnamed Fang said during the day, there was a vague sense of inexplicable sudden realization when he stepped through, as if he had figured out a lot of things that he hadn't figured out before, and he figured it out at this time.

Jingle bells

Jingle bells

He was sitting and blowing the wind when suddenly there was a faint sound of bells on the street outside.

Lin Xin looked down from the window on the second floor, and saw a group of people faintly coming out of the night fog in the distance of the street.

A group of people in white robes carrying a white coffin. The sound of bells came from them.

Lin Xin frowned and stared at the group, these guys closed their eyes, and they were able to carry the coffin forward without looking at the road in front of them.

His gaze swept around and landed on a man in white with long sleeves and high hats walking at the back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his eyes touched the other party, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Lin Xin's heart sank.

'What a strong sense!' Knowing that he had met a master, he quickly avoided it.

After coming to Zhongfu for so long, he can be regarded as understanding the key here.

This is a stronger Jianghu, not looking at the Dao Law, but looking at the supernatural combat skills and martial arts. This is the big grinding plate of the battle, if you can stand out from the experience here, the magic skills will definitely reach an extremely terrifying level.

As for the Tao that can increase people's age, it is not very valued here, and there are countless fights, if you don't have the ability to save your life, in these troubled times, you can't even live a normal lifespan, let alone a longer lifespan.

Therefore, what everyone here is pursuing is the ultimate actual combat.

At this time, being looked at by the man, Lin Xin retracted his head suddenly, avoiding the other party's gaze.

The bells rang and the wind was blowing, so I stopped at the inn and didn't leave.

Boom.

The coffin fell to the ground, smashing up a layer of fine ash and splattering it in all directions.

"The people inside, did they come out by themselves, or did the master of this door come in himself?"

A feminine and mysterious voice came out of the coffin and floated straight into the inn.

Suddenly, everyone who slept in the inn and those who hadn't slept yet, everyone rolled their eyes, even Xiao Er, who was keeping vigil, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a poof.

A feeling of drowsiness like drunkenness, but like hypnotic powder, also hit Lin Xin's heart.

He violently activated his aura and swept through all the places in his body, but he didn't find the slightest thing. Suddenly my heart was shocked.

If someone uses this kind of sonic power in his battle, then his strength will definitely drop by two to three percent, and this kind of magic skill is indeed terrifying.

"Eternal Sleep Nine Wounds? This kind of divine skill has been cultivated to such an extent, you can be regarded as an unprecedented person in your sect, why bother to wade into this troubled water. ”

Suddenly, a calm male voice slowly came from the inn.

Lin Xin's heart shook slightly, and he could tell that it was the teacher who had been drinking with him just now.

He poked a hole with his little finger through the window and looked out.

I saw that the middle-aged man surnamed Fang walked out of the inn, standing with his hands in his hands. Confront the strange people who carry the coffin on the other side.

"The contemptible Nine Coffin Gate Master Nangong Chengji. The Lord of the Huang League has an order, if anyone can intercept and kill you halfway, he will be given a copy of his personal book Tianxuandi Dafa. ”

The coffin popped suddenly. The nails on the edges are all popped out.

The lid floated up and fell to one side.

Inside, floated a thin man with dark green eyes.

"It turned out to be the Nine Coffin Gate, who is my Dao, who can actually cultivate such a divine skill to such an extent. But you don't stay in the southwest gap between the nine coffins, and you come here to get involved in the turmoil, don't be afraid."

"The leader of the Huang Alliance is kind to me, and I have received an order from the leader of the alliance. The master of this sect has come all the way to listen to your nonsense. ”

The thin man's eyebrows suddenly lit up with a dark green flame, only the size of a walnut. There were faintly tumbling fragments of something I don't know what they were.

"Okay, let me understand what the power of the Nine Wounds of Eternal Sleep, which has dominated the southwest for hundreds of years!"

The man surnamed Fang didn't bother to talk nonsense, and pressed one hand on the back of his waist, and he didn't know when there was an extra broad-bladed broadsword.

"Follow me!"

The man of the Nine Coffins Gate rose to the sky. Drift away into the distance. The man surnamed Fang followed.

The men on both sides quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Lin Xin felt that the feeling of lethargy in his body slowly dissipated.

"Is it so powerful that the magic skill sleeps forever and nine wounds?"

At this time, if he didn't know that the man surnamed Fang was a peerless master, his years of experience would be in vain.

Reminiscent of the Black Wolf Gang fighting on the water on the side of the Kunlin Sword Sect a while ago. The recent Zhongfu seems to be stirring under a peerless blade called the Sword of Life and Death.

The peerless overlord Huang Yuerong achieved the unprecedented peak of the Red Ridge Gate, unified the demon path, and began to stretch out his hand to the right path. Tianyun Dao is getting weaker and weaker in comparison.

He had also heard these days that there were five of the strongest masters in the world in the entire Zhongfu, because they had fought in an iceberg called Yin in the outer regions. Therefore, they are collectively known as the Five Cathode True Monarchs.

But none of the five were swordsmen.

Even the fifth ranking of Tianyun Dao, Lin Zun. is also good at formation, or is it famous for being good at defense.

Kendo is weak, maybe there are still top swordsmen, but the strongest is still swordsmen after all.

Whether it is Huang Yuerong, the peerless overlord of the Red Ridge Gate, or Yuan Qiuque, who broke through on a horse, they all use knives.

The former is known as the world's number one master, and the latter ranks second, and has not lost a single battle so far.

"Kendo is weak, kendo is weak," Lin Xin repeated, he didn't expect Zhongfu to be in such a situation.

At this time, remembering the direction in which the man from the Nine Coffin Gate and the man surnamed Fang had left just now, he groaned, finally changed his clothes, and jumped out of the window, his figure lightly on the eaves.

Sou!

Suddenly it was blurry and vanished.

The autumn breeze is cold and bleak.

When Lin Xin arrived, a wasteland outside the town was already full of corpses.

The man surnamed Fang stood alone in the open space and slowly retracted his knife.

The ground around it looked like it had been ravaged by a typhoon, and it was a mess of stones, dirt, or whatever, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing bigger than a fist around.

The coffin was also so rotten that it was completely splintered with pieces of wood scattered all over the ground.

"Are you here?" the man surnamed Fang turned around and smiled at Lin Xin. He raised the broad-bladed knife in his hand.

"Interested?"

"What do you mean?"

Lin Xin didn't figure out his mind for a while.

The other party did not speak for a moment, but walked up to a corpse, and with a flick of the knife, a thin pamphlet made of silk fell into his hand.

"It seems that you are not a person who often gets involved in the rivers and lakes, this one is for you. ”

He raised his hand and struck it, and suddenly the pamphlet flew straight out, and it arrived in front of Lin Xin in an instant, and then suddenly lost all his strength, and slowly floated down and fell into his hand.

It is clearly written in Chinese characters, "Nine Wounds of Eternal Sleep".

"Brother Xian, you and I have no intention of getting acquainted, maybe there will be disasters in the future, so I will find you, and this can be regarded as compensation for you. The man surnamed Fang said calmly, "Before leaving, my brother will give you four words." ”

"Listen up. Lin Xinzheng said. In fact, he could already vaguely guess who the other party was.

"The sea is inclusive. ”

As soon as the words fell, the others suddenly disappeared in place. It's not moving, it's not retreating, it's just an illusion here. (To be continued.) )