When this yin wind emanated, there was a feeling of a ghost crying wolf, and the feeling of a ghost crying wolf howl made the surrounding monks feel creepy when they heard it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although a few yin winds are winds, they give people a cold, cold feeling, and in the cold and cold feeling, it is so pervasive.

It can be seen that if these evil cultivators are blown by the yin wind, then it will definitely be the end of death.

These monks looked at the yin wind that was coming towards them, and they realized that their lives were threatened, and at this time, they all subconsciously wanted to make magic weapons to resist this yin wind.

In fact, now in the hearts of these monks, there is some remorse, they understand that just now, in fact, they should not speak, but even so, so what, the only thing they have to face now is the black wind in front of them.

Many other evil cultivators, looking at these yin winds heading towards the fellow monks, they couldn't help but shake their heads, in their opinion, these fellow cultivators were all self-inflicted, all fools.

There are also some evil cultivators who keep shaking their heads, although they don't say anything, but from the skulls they shake, it can be seen that they look down on these fellow disciples.

There are also some evil cultivators, and when they look at these fellow disciples, it is a kind of deep contempt, and that deep contempt seems to be able to penetrate deep into a person's bones.

Anyway, whether it's the evil cultivators who shake their heads, or those who despise the evil cultivators, they all mean one thing, that is, these fellow disciples who don't talk through their brains are really stupid.

Even the monks of the Fengyun Academy on the side looked like they were watching a good show, some monks leaned against a tree at will, and some monks stood at will, looking at these evil cultivators who were attacked by the yin wind, it was very interesting.

At this time, Ling Yun was just smoking a cigarette leisurely, and while smoking the cigarette, he couldn't help but slowly exhale a puff of smoke, watching the smoke slowly swing into the air, there was a different kind of enjoyment in his eyes.

Ling Yun was also very interested in the yin wind that was attacking towards the evil cultivators, and although he was interested, he admired it as if he were enjoying the scenery.

In Lingyun's eyes, in fact, life is a landscape, for the scenery, you only need to appreciate it, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there are flaws, no matter how bad the scenery is, there are beautiful times, so why not look at everything with an appreciative eye.

In Lingyun's feeling, a Taoist master said it well, that is, this world is full of beauty, but we lack a pair of eyes that can find beauty.

When he first began to cultivate, Ling Yun's understanding of this sentence was not deep, but as he continued to cultivate, his understanding and comprehension of this sentence became more profound.

In short, regardless of whether it was deep or not, Ling Yun's gaze was now fixed on the black yin wind that was heading towards many evil cultivators.

Those evil cultivators who faced the yin wind, at this time, there was a feeling of redness in their eyes, and there were some monks, and their bodies were faintly trembling, and it was a trembling of fear.

"Nima, the master of the door is really hateful, we kindly persuaded each other, he actually attacked me, I really can't stand it, I want to fight back. ”

"Brothers, fight back, if you fight back, there is still a way to live, if you don't fight back, then you will die, there will definitely be no way to live. ”

"On the top, I'd rather be broken than broken, even if it is broken bones, I will kill this ink. ”

"Yes, kill Mo. ”......

Suddenly, these evil cultivators were all mad, they were talking without words, and while they were talking, they all took out their respective magic weapons and bombarded towards the yin wind.

Looking at the trend of these evil cultivators, there is a kind of if this yin wind is crushed, then their next plan is to run over and dismantle the ink into eight pieces, and the current evil cultivators can be said to be struggling for their lives, and losing their minds for their lives.

Indeed, it is an indisputable fact that life is precious.

In reality, many people say that there are some things that are more important than life, but in fact, nothing can surpass life.

Because many things are built on the existence of life, and if there is no life left, then what else can there be.

These cults revered ink before that, because they had life, and when they had life, they had faith, and in their feelings, faith was more important than life.

But when their lives are threatened, what is left, their beliefs, is no longer important, what matters is their lives.

With life, there can be faith, but life is gone, how can we talk about faith, faith is just a joke when there is no life.

Ling Yun couldn't help but smile when he was smoking a cigarette leisurely, in his opinion, in this world, everything is built on the premise of having life, if there is no life, then everything will be lost.

In Ling Yun's feeling, if a person has nothing, as long as he has life, if his life is strong enough, then he can rely on one of his own thoughts to create thousands of lives, and in these thousands of lives, what he wants, he can find something.

Maybe it's something that has been lost, if you want to get back what it once was, you can get it back, as long as you have the memories of the people you used to have, you can get back the soul of the person in reincarnation, shape her life, give her memories of the past, and give her immortality, all of this is cultivation.

Ling Yun felt that if a person cultivated to the extreme, he would have such an ability, which was also the ultimate in cultivation, and this was also what he wanted.

Cultivation is not separation, what is pursued is to do everything as you like, and everything is done as you wish, but on the road of cultivation, it has been scarred since ancient times, how many people can do everything as they want, and how many people can do it as they wish?

However, while Ling Yun exhaled a puff of smoke rings, he became more resolute about the path of cultivation, and he understood that if he persisted in walking like that, one day, he would reach that height.

For a moment, Ling Yun's heart thought a lot, and then he looked at the air, at the yin wind that was heading towards the evil cultivator, how interested he was in all this.

All this also made him see the ruthlessness of the evil cultivators, and when he said something wrong, he could kill his subordinates at will.

Boom! Boom!

There was a loud bang in the air, and those yin winds finally bombarded these evil cultivators' magic weapons. (To be continued.) )