There is no sun and moon in cultivation, and unconsciously, it has been two years since Lin Jingyu came to Fuyu Pavilion, and it has been eight months since he fought with Hong Tianyang.

In the past few months, he has been in Lin Dutian's retreat - listening to the rain building, listening to his master and brother teachings, all kinds of mysteries, by the two of them have always had a thousand opportunities, the truth is simple, every word of experience of the two of them is enough for Lin Jingyu to ponder for a while.

At this time, the entire Fuyu Pavilion five veins and thousands of mountains became a vast expanse, dark clouds rolling, whistling from a distance, the mist was filled, like a curtain hanging, although it was early in the morning, but the sky was getting darker and darker.

Finally, "boom", a rain just like this sign of falling, at this time, if in the mundane world, it is the rainy season, the light rain is like a crisp, the grass color, the mountain color seems to be nothing, the most is a good spring of the year, in the smoke and rain, standing in front of the rain building and gazing, Lin Jingyu has a special feeling.

"The cultivation of man is to grasp yin and yang, seize creation, and peek into the mystery of heaven and earth."

"Dustless and immaculate, the Tao is natural, and you can understand the mysteries of thousands of magical powers when you integrate your body with heaven and earth."

The words of the master and the senior brother appeared in Lin Jingyu's mind, and he fell into a kind of mystery.

In the sea of knowledge, Lin Yifan waved his sword to show the scene of the rain sword technique, which was constantly repeated, the sword momentum came and went without a trace, and there was no shadow when it went.

Lin Jingyu could keenly perceive that what the senior brother mobilized was not his own strength, but the invisible power of the underworld that was floating in the void.

In Lin Jingyu's mind, he kept repeating every action of Lin Yifan, wanting to use it as a reference, and then walk out of his own way, but all these actions, flowing smoothly, in one go, are so perfect that there is no flaw, so that people can't find the slightest entry point, Lin Jingyu fell into it and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Everyone's way is different, none of them are wrong, as long as you dare to take your own step, you will definitely achieve something, however, the reason why there are too many people in the world, tend to be mediocre, is because he always wants to follow in the footsteps of others, want to copy the success of others, so, how can he become the strongest, but the shadow of others."

Looking at Lin Jingyu who was struggling, listening to the rain in the building, Lin Yifan, who was listening to the rain in the window, said loudly.

"Bang!" The scene of the sword dancing in the sea is fragmented.

Lin Yifan's words were like a morning bell and a dusk drum, waking up Lin Jingyu, he turned around and found that Lin Yifan was still listening to the rain with his eyes closed, the wind and rain entering the window, and the flowing hair was sticking to his face at the moment, not messy, but more wild and uninhibited, and the color of his eyes was also stronger.

Lin Jingyu turned his head to look at the sky again, the sky was even darker, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

"Go my own way, how should I take that step?" Time passed quietly, Lin Jingyu stood in front of the eaves, his brows contemplative, looking down at the water droplets flowing from the eaves, splashing on the stone steps under his feet.

"I see, it must be so", suddenly, Lin Jingyu laughed, and at this time, Lin Yifan also bent the corners of his mouth.

Fu Yu sword trick, the pursuit of a sword can resist ten thousand rains, how to make the sword, form his own sword momentum, this has been blocking Lin Jingyu for a long time, and even how to take his first step, he has no clue, and now he finally realized that where he is now, just like standing under the eaves to watch the rain, he has not really felt the rain, but wants to understand the rain, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Thinking of the key, Lin Jingyu suddenly brightened, and then stepped out, stepped out of the scope covered by the eaves, let the rain wet his clothes, closed his eyes in the rain and reverie, and let his thoughts fly in the rain curtain.

Suddenly, Lin Jingyu's figure moved, and he saw his right hand slightly raised, the tips of his index finger and middle finger, the spiritual power was running, gathering rain into a sword, and between swings, where the rain sword passed, it seemed that the air was frozen by a momentum.

While dancing the sword, he recited the scriptures of the Rain Sword Technique, and the rain sword in his hand quickly became larger, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, extremely dazzling.

"Buzz!"

Lin Jingyu suddenly stopped his figure, raised the rain sword in his hand, and slashed at the stone slab on the ground with a sword, the condensed rain hit the stone slab, and suddenly the water splashed, and every drop of water droplets, like an arrow breaking through the air, brought a "whoosh" sound, however, such a powerful force did not cause any damage to the stone slab, and the strength was controlled quite well.

The rain continued to fall, slapping on Lin Jingyu's body, but at this time, Lin Jingyu seemed to be unconscious, letting the rain fall on his body, unaware.

The rain was incessant, and it was raining all the time.

I don't know how long it has been raining again, it seems to be the time of a stick of incense, and it seems to have passed an hour, the rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, splashing on the stone slab, the water droplets are everywhere, Lin Jingyu, who was lying on the ground with one hand, stared at the place where the sword fell just now, and couldn't take his eyes off, even if the rain blurred his eyes, he never blinked his eyes, and his vision converged on a shallow, almost invisible trace on the stone slab.

"Still can't work!" Lin Jingyu whispered, crouching on the stone slab, not moving his body.

At this time, Lin Yifan came to the eaves of Tingyulou, looked at Lin Jingyu, and nodded slowly.

The rain fell on the slate, the clear water splashed and bloomed, listening to the water vapor on the slate outside the rain building, a piece of steaming, Lin Jingyu closed his eyes, his ears trembled, and carefully listened to the sound of the rain brushing his ears, as well as the sound of landing.

After a while, the sound of gold and iron intersecting came into the ears, it was killing, as if there were thousands of troops and horses fighting, and from time to time, the sound of breaking the ground and turning butterflies came, it was moisturizing things, it was a new life, and two completely different sounds converged.

How should we choose, and which kind of enlightenment should I choose? Lin Jingyu frowned and hesitated.

Suddenly, he slowly stood up, his palm was slightly gripped, and a rain sword naturally appeared in the palm of his hand, slowly brought it to his eyes, staring at the rain sword in his hand, at this time the rain sword seemed to be given life, like an elf in his hand, people couldn't bear to hold it, Lin Jingyu's frowning brows stretched, he seemed to understand, the meaning of rain is not killing, not cold, but new life and selflessness, sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently, moisturizing all things, silently.

At the moment when Lin Jingyu made his choice, his figure seemed to melt into the rain, gradually hazy, and became blurred, this situation is different from Lin Dutian's nothingness, and it is also different from Lin Yifan's ethereal, but a kind of vastness, standing alone in the rain, but giving people a feeling of being red and dusty all his life.

Behind him, Lin Yifan was a little stunned, and immediately whispered: "I didn't expect that my junior brother is really a monster, and in such a short period of time, he can comprehend so thoroughly."

"Is it? Your junior brother is a monster, when you cultivated to nothing, you could comprehend the meaning of righteousness and purity, what is it?" A clear voice sounded behind him, and it was Lin Dutian who walked forward.

"Master?" Lin Yifan turned around, "Master, are you out of the customs?"

"Well, I have been understanding the original catalogue for more than a year, and now it can be regarded as a small gain."

"Back then, I realized that the rain was a new life, and what you realized was Zhengtian, and now your junior brother should realize that the common people are much stronger than me, and the future Fuyu Pavilion will be handed over to you."

"I will definitely live up to the expectations of my teacher", Lin Yifan said with certainty, "The talent and understanding of the little junior brother will definitely be able to take on the big responsibility."

"What about you?" Seeing that Lin Yifan never mentioned himself, Lin Dutian asked.

"Master, the era that belongs to me has passed as early as ninety years ago, and now it is the era of the junior and younger brothers, I am afraid that in the near future, the world will be in chaos again, and then it will only suffer the common people, and I don't know who will save the world in turmoil", Lin Yifan sighed and said, although his era has ended, he has never had the slightest sense of despair.

"Hehehe", the two masters and apprentices looked at each other and smiled, Lin Yifan was talking about himself, but in fact, it was not Lin Dutian.

"Your junior brother will leave you to take care of it, and I will go to Jingyu Peak to see you in charge of the teacher", after Lin Dutian explained, he stepped into the rain, slowly disappeared into the rain and mist, and disappeared.

At this time, Lin Jingyu's figure has been completely integrated into the rain, he is also rain, rain is also him, the rain sword in his hand has been sword intent into the sky, like a blunt sword, not aggressive, but mighty, ordinary and extraordinary are intertwined in him, the rain and fog are misty, enveloping his whole person, appearing mysterious and vague, and the entire heaven and earth void has a tendency to gradually merge.

The sound of the rain was dripping, and it was getting smaller and smaller, and the rain sword in Lin Jingyu's hand also disappeared as the rain stopped, and finally, only the eaves of the listening rain building were still ticking.

The bluestone slab outside the building, clean as washing, a cool, greeting, giving people a very comfortable feeling, Lin Yifan looked at the blue sky, stunned, once he was after the heavy rain subsided, only to understand the mystery of pure heaven, and now his junior brother has obviously embarked on this extraordinary road.

"Tick!" The last drop of water on the eaves fell, falling on the stone slab, and the water splashed everywhere, and at the same time, a bamboo leaf in the bamboo forest fluttered down, flying towards Lin Jingyu with the wind.

Lin Jingyu's figure spread, only to see that his right hand suddenly stretched out obliquely, the palm of his hand was slightly held, and the hazy water vapor visible through the bluestone slab rose up, and gathered into a sword in his right hand, about three feet long, crystal clear, in Lin Jingyu's sea of knowledge, a figure exactly the same as him was demonstrating the sword trick of Fuyu, chic and freehand, flowing clouds and water.

Lin Jingyu suddenly took a step, jumped up, and faced the floating bamboo leaves, the transparent long sword in his hand was raised above his head, and in an instant, with the tip of the sword as the highest point, a cone-shaped light curtain was formed, covering a radius of several meters, and everywhere under the light curtain, a stream of water shot out, flew into the air, and melted into the light saber in Lin Jingyu's hand.

In the place shrouded by the light curtain, the rainwater that had just rained into the ground was all pumped out and melted into the lightsaber, and at this time, the bamboo leaf was only a few zhang away from Lin Jingyu, and his body had reached the highest point of the critical point.

He suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the bamboo leaf, his eyes flashed, and the light saber in his hand slashed down, and a transparent sword gang instantly became sharp, and then flew out of his hand directly.

"Boom!"

The sharp sword gang directly passed through the fragile bamboo leaves, but the result was unexpected, the sword gang was like a jade bottle, broken and torn apart, on the contrary, the bamboo leaves were not damaged at all, and even the speed of decline did not slow down at all, and still floated towards Lin Jingyu.