Lin Su raised a topic, and no matter how this topic is answered, it is wrong!

That is, if you are in the temple, can you share the glory and disgrace with the Holy Family!

If you can't, then you have lost the righteousness of the temple, and if you can't, then you have lost the idea of your homeland......

This is the strange consciousness brought about by the strange organizational structure of the current temple and the Holy Family......

The quagmire of thinking that no one in the temple can escape......

The temple is like a dynasty, the holy family is the princes, almost everyone in the temple has an inextricable relationship with the holy family, and everyone has a natural affinity for their own family.

However, this kind of closeness is not on the table.

In public, everyone must put on a posture of impartiality and impartiality, and must not fall into the pretext of taking care of their own family and suppressing other ways.

Lin Su added: "Brother Wu has some misunderstanding about the younger brother, and today I just clarified it, the younger brother and the painting of the Holy Family have a relationship, which originated from the Qinglian Theory, when the younger brother was Meng Lang for a while, and he talked about painting with the body outside the Dao, and pressed the painting of the Holy Family, so the Holy Family did not like it, and wanted to get rid of me and ...... quickly."

On the promenade, everyone was dumbfounded......

Above the high pavilion, Li Guihan hid his face......

The lethality of his words is simply at the level of nuclear weapons, in the name of clarifying misunderstandings, but it is the wound of painting the Tao, he is above the Qinglian Dao, and he is painting with the body outside the Dao, and he presses the head of the painting of the Holy Family, so as to make the Painting of the Holy Family unhappy...... Think about it, what is the nature of the problem? This is a matter of principle! The temple advocates that all people take the Tao as the direction and innovate on the way, and those outside the road should pioneer and innovate on the way and make solid achievements, and those who are on the way should be respectful is the right way! How did the painter get it? Suppress him! I want to put him to death!

What's next?

It's the temple rules that have been violated! It is the prosperity of the Holy Word!

Lin Su was disliked by the palaces of the temple, and the low-level disciples above the temple did not understand the reason, but now, with Lin Su's clarification, the answer was about to come out!

Painting the Holy Family is jealous of the virtuous and jealous, and the eyes of the rats are inch-eyed!

The painting palace is fair, and it stands for the painting of the Holy Family!

And what about the other houses?

Does a similar situation exist?

For example, the poet saint family, looking at him is not pleasing to the eye, is it because he has passed on the young poems and poems one after another?

Is the temple of the Palace of Poetry also a platform for the Holy Family of Poetry?

Lin Su clarified in just a short paragraph, the high-level officials of the palaces who were hidden everywhere were sweating on their backs, how could they think that this kid had brought a very serious private goods? Pull down the fig leaf of each palace?

Wu Feng shouted angrily: "Shut up!" ”

Lin Su stopped and looked at him quietly.

Wu Feng took a deep breath: "Your Excellency believes that your painting is profound, then please take a trip to my painting world!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, his hand shook slightly, and a strange painting was unfolded.

Lin Su suddenly felt that the world had changed greatly.

He saw himself!

The front is yourself, the back is yourself, the left is yourself, the right is still yourself, the sky and the earth are all yourself!

And not just one of yourself, countless of them!

Above the high pavilion, Li Guihan's pupils contracted: "Mirror painting!" It's actually a mirror painting! ”

Yasong said: "Mirror painting, there are eighty-one mirror roots, each mirror root evolution of the mirror shadow such as the Ganges River sand, in this so many mirror shadows, find out eighty-one mirror roots, in order to break this painting, now is the time to test his eyesight, how is his eyesight?" ”

"His eyesight is definitely the best choice, but no matter how strong his eyesight is, in this mirror painting, I am afraid that he is powerless, you need to know that the mirror root is spiritual, the mirror spirit is eighty-one, ever-changing, under the whole world, who can capture the eighty-one mirror spirit in one fell swoop? Even if the quasi-saint enters, there is nothing to be done, but I hope this is only sleeping, not killing......"

Lin Su quietly looked at himself in front of him.

He felt weird.

Because the self in this is not exactly the same as the self at the moment.

Some of them held their own swords, some of them held chessboards, some of them fell to the ground and wept, and when they saw their tears, their eyes suddenly moistened......

Phew!

I don't know how much refraction in front of me, the long sword in my hand slashed towards his neck, Lin Su raised his hand, and reflexively held his neck, and took his hand away, Lin Su was surprised to see the blood on his hand!

As soon as he saw the blood on his hands, Lin Su's face sank like water.

He understood the strangeness of the painting.

There is a mirror spirit in this painting, which can evolve into thousands of states.

The self inside is oneself and not oneself!

It's an illusion and it's not an illusion!

Illusion alone can't kill him, but the mirror spirit inside can kill himself, and every time he stabs down, it stabs the image in the mirror, but it hurts his body.

If the attack is aimed at himself, he has countless ways to protect himself, but this attack is not aimed at himself at all!

How to break?

The law of space?

In the mirror painting, the laws of space have been completely distorted.

He didn't even know where the wall of space was, and all he could see was a mirror, a mirror in a mirror, extending infinitely......

What's more, the law of space does not belong to Wen Dao, even if he uses the law of space to break the mirror painting, the upper echelons of the temple will definitely sentence him to lose!

After losing this game, he still couldn't finish the catastrophe, and his temple road was planted headlong into the ditch before it began.

Lin Su's thousand-degree pupils lifted, catching the light and shadow in the mirror......

Soon, his gaze shifted to thousands of images......

It was only an instant, and he had already been injured in seven or eight places, and Rejuvenation Miao tried his best to treat him, but he still couldn't keep up with the progress of his injury......

On the long corridor, everyone stood up, their faces changing......

No one spoke, but everyone felt unbearable......

They saw with their own eyes that those who should be robbed were covered in blood!

They saw him wounded inch by inch!

Is this really appropriate?

He's just entering the temple today!

He's just going to be robbed!

He didn't make a big mistake!

Others should be robbed symbolically to give a warning, and he should be robbed, breaking through seven levels in a row, and now he is bloodstained with the temple!

Above the high pavilion, Li Guihan's face was extremely pale, and she clung to the fence tightly, but she couldn't do anything......

Yasong let out a long sigh: "Hall Master, let's stop here!" ”

Far away in the depths of space, an old man responded: "He can speak by himself!" Just admit defeat, and never take his life! ”

Yasong's face was gloomy, and she knew why.

The temple master was determined to defeat him, and the dignity of the temple was at stake.

No one in the temple has ever been able to defeat all the examiners, and the temple will not allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, no matter what the hall master really thinks of him, he must be suppressed by iron means.

That's the position!

"Lin Su!" Wu Feng laughed: "You have realized the power of painting, right?" You can get on your knees! Otherwise, the next wave of attacks will completely destroy your Wenshan literary world and Wenxin! ”

Lin Su said coldly: "It seems that on the day of Qinglian's discussion of the Tao, I still haven't explained the essence of the painting thoroughly!" How about a little bit to add to you? ”

Thousands of injuries and blood flowed all over the ground, but Lin Su's voice was still as calm as ever.

This perseverance, thousands of viewers, all moved.

Wu Feng smiled: "Do you still want to talk about the Tao? Then please! ”

"This time, seven characters are enough to ......" Lin Su said: "Painting the way, the art of light and shadow is also!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, his hand suddenly raised......

The tip of the pen is in the void......

This one, stained with thick ink!

This stroke seems to penetrate the boundless mirror......

With this pen, the whole world will completely change!

There is no mirror, there is no Lin Su, there is nothing, there is only an ancient painting floating in the void, on top of this ancient painting, there are eighty-one mirrors, and a bright moon above.

However, at this moment, the bright moon was erased by a drop of thick ink.

Tear and pull!

The ancient painting turned into a butterfly, Lin Su stepped out and stepped out, his clothes had changed, a bloody dress was gone, and he was wearing a purple gown, with a graceful demeanor.

Wu Feng's face changed suddenly, and he took a big step back.

Lin Su stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Wu Feng's neck: "You have to thank this is the robbery tower, otherwise, you are already a dead corpse today!" Get lost! ”

With a wave of his hand, Wu Feng flew away!

With a snort, the eighth petal of green lotus fluttered down......

High in the sky, Luo Wuxin's eyes lit up slightly: "Painting, the art of light and shadow!" But if you look at the way of sight, what is not the art of light and shadow? Destroy the light source, and the mirror painting will self-destruct, this is not only the bottom of the pot for PUBG, but also another high theory on the painting path! ”

Yes, Lin Su's way to break this mirror painting is to block the light source in the painting!

As long as there is a light source, all the magic of light and shadow achieved with the help of light is shattered.

The reason is very simple, but how many people in the world can find the hidden light source through countless mirrors - the bright moon?

Above the attic, eight people gathered.

They looked at each other like ashes.

"The chief disciple of the Eighth Palace, joined forces to fight, and they were collectively defeated!" Li Qingquan exhaled lightly: "Next......"

"There's one more level!" Li Xiaoyao said: "The nine-story tower is bright, what palace will it be?" ”

Everyone looked up in unison and stared at the ninth-story tower that had just lit up......

All of a sudden, I felt like I was in a desperate situation.

On the other attic, Li Guihan and Yasong held hands together, and before they could recover from the thrill of the past, they were shaken by the lights of the ninth-story tower.

"Nine levels! The legendary nine levels are finally presented today...... The Lord of the Temple! Should I say that Sansheng is lucky? A wisp of Yasong's voice reached the void.

The old voice in the air replied: "Yasong, don't be so yin and yang, you have to believe that this ninth level is not set up by the master of this hall, nor is it set up by the seventeenth palace!" ”

Yasong's brow furrowed violently......

Li Guihan was also shocked......

The ninth level!

It wasn't the seventeenth house of the temple, so where did it come from?

Could it be the triple heaven?

If it's really a triple heaven, then it's really a big deal......

When Lin Su stepped to the ninth layer, he was also confused in his heart!

He had long noticed that this Tribulation Tower only had eight layers of assessment, but just as he was all done, the ninth layer suddenly appeared!

The assessment rules are based on nine!

This is the ceiling of the temple!

However, in the past 10,000 years, this upper limit has never been used, because the previous assessment was not so strict.

Today, he got an eight-pole assessment, which has not been done for 10,000 years.

But in the end, Jiuji came!

You really won't step me down, and you won't give up!

Well, I'll sweep the temple!

If at the beginning, Lin Su didn't plan to compare this truth with the temple, but as soon as these nine poles came out, he was really angry, and his temper came up!

What about the gods blocking and killing the gods, but the Buddhas blocking and killing the Buddhas?

Nothing more than to make your temple unhappy!

When will Lao Tzu let you pass quickly?

Since it makes you unhappy, it's inevitable, so let's do it to death!

Stepping into the ninth floor, there was a coffee table in front of him, and on the side of the coffee table, there was a young scribe, dressed in black like the night, handsome and unparalleled, he slowly raised his head, with a shallow smile on his face: "In the next night, there is no equal, from the ink pavilion!" ”

Lin Su was stunned......

Ink Pavilion?!

If there are still people in the temple that he trusts, there are only two, one is Chang Eighteen, the former Dacang Capital City, and the other is the black old man of the ink pavilion.

On the ninth floor, it turned out to be the people of the Ink Pavilion!

On the long corridor, everyone was shocked......

"It's Moge!"

"The black old man has shot!"

"The two elders of black and white, with a transcendent status, are above the seventeenth palace, it seems that the temple will not allow it after all!"

"It has been 10,000 years since he came to this point, and it is reasonable to lose at the ninth level!" Someone said: "Can anyone take a gamble?" I bet he won't be able to pass this level. ”

"Needless to say? If this son is a little smart, admitting defeat at this level is the best choice. His path to the temple will be much easier in the future......"

Things in the world need to be done in moderation.

In the first eight levels, you have fully embodied your attainments, and it is not a shame to admit defeat calmly in the ninth level.

The eighth level reflects the means, and the ninth level reflects the wisdom......

However, they couldn't guess Lin Su's thoughts, and they didn't dare to assert whether Lin Su would follow their best idea and broaden his path to the start of the temple.

Lin Su sat down in front of Ye Wushuang: "This level, how does Brother Night want to assess?" ”

"I have heard that Brother Lin is unparalleled in his soldiers, and Ye wants to use war games as a game to compete with Brother Lin on the battlefield!" Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "I hope Brother Lin will go all out!" ”

Lin Su's eyes raised and stared at Ye Wushuang's eyes: "What about you?" Will you also give it your all? ”

"Naturally!"

"Night brother, please!"

"Brother Lin, please!"

At night, there are no hands together, and a chessboard is placed on the coffee table......

The ninth-floor tower suddenly changed completely......

There is no robbery of the river, there is no robbery of the tower......

There are only thousands of miles of battlefields!

A blue flag was held high with a big letter: Night!

On the opposite side, there is a red handsome flag with a big character on the flag: Lin!

Each soldier is a thousand people, and each soldier is also a cavalryman, riding a war horse, and the weapons are all spears, exactly the same team.

"General Lin!" The blue flag in Ye Wu's hands pointed directly at Lin Su: "Come on, fight to the death!" ”

"Fight!" Lin Su's banner was raised suddenly.

With a bang, the two armies set off and killed at the same time......

Halfway through......

A flash of light suddenly flashed on the night unequaled banner, accompanied by a loud shout: "The art of war is one as ten!" ”

Hula, the thousand-strong army he sat down instantly expanded tenfold, and the thousand-strong army of ten thousand people poured towards Lin Su's thousand-strong army like a tide.

On the promenade, everyone was shocked.

This is the Art of Templar War!

The peerless art of war left by the Soldier Saint in the past is one as ten!

Night Wushuang actually made it so fascinating......

Seeing that the first one was seen, Lin Su's army of 1,000 people was about to be wiped out.

Lin Su suddenly showed his banner: "Thirty-six plans to hide from the sky and cross the sea!" ”

His army of 1,000 people changed its form in an instant, it seemed to be nothing, the army of 10,000 people swept by, empty, and in the column of the army of 10,000 people, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the army of 1,000 people did not know when they passed through the encirclement of the army of 10,000 people, entered the queue of the army of 10,000 people, and chopped melons and vegetables.

Ye Wushuang shouted: "The art of war knows people to treacherous!" ”

A Wen Dao Wei force covered the entire army, and the thousand people in Lin Su's queue were completely restored to their original state, and they could no longer achieve the effect of stealth.

Lin Su raised his hand: "Thirty-six plans to kill people with a knife!" ”

Phew!

The army of 10,000 people who pounced on it suddenly turned half of it against the water!

A stab in the back to the comrade next to him!

In the blink of an eye, there were only 5,000 left in the army of 10,000 people!

"The Art of War's 'Grass and Trees Are Soldiers'!" Ye Wushuang shouted......

The grass and trees around Lin Su's thousand-strong army suddenly turned into male soldiers and swooped down, and in an instant, the thousand-strong army also cut half of them away......

The remaining half was about to be engulfed, Lin Su came to a "Li Dai Taozhuang" of the "Thirty-six Plans", and silently, more than 500 people disappeared out of thin air from the encirclement, and the large team was surrounded by people and horses, but it was the Yejia army that was killed.

In the blink of an eye, there were only 3,000 people left in the Yejia Army!

And the Lin family army, there are only 500 people left!

Above the corridor, in the void, almost everyone was speechless because of the shock of this unique battle......

Although this wargame battle is a deduction of Wen Dao, it can be truly restored in the battlefield......

With the unparalleled military path of the night, a thousand soldiers and horses enter the battlefield, which is enough to kill the opponent's 100,000 army, because he can use one as ten at any time, and he can be a soldier of all grass and trees.

And Lin Su's 1,000 soldiers and horses did not fall behind at all, based on the discount rate alone, he still had the upper hand, and there were 3,000 troops left in the 10,000 troops of Ye Wushuang, a loss of seventy percent! And he, there are five hundred soldiers and horses left in a thousand soldiers, and half of them are lost.

If these two people enter the battlefield, who in the world can stop them?

These two people performed the art of war, and performed the highest military in the world!

Ye Wushuang relied on the art of war left by the Soldier Saint in the past, and Lin Su relied on the thirty-six strategies he created!

No matter who wins or loses, they have already blossomed in the temple and blossomed their own soldiers!

Let the soldier's road, this long-forgotten road, return to everyone's sight!

Li Guihan frowned......

Yasong's brows were also tightly knit......

None of them spoke, because when it came to the way of soldiers, it was all taboo.

And Luo Wuxin, there is no taboo, he himself is a taboo, he dares to speak: "The ninth level is not a level in essence, but to use this level to tell the entire temple about the existence of the military path!" The magic of the Soldier's Way! It is not surprising that Lin has this original intention, but why did Moge cooperate with him in this big show? ”

Jun Yue's voice replied: "This probably involves the origin of Hei Lao!" ”

Luo Wuxin was slightly shocked: "You are the root foot of the black old man...... Have you verified? ”

Jun Yue said: "It has not been finally verified, so Jun Yue does not dare to report to the son, according to the current limited intelligence analysis, when the black old man appeared in the temple, it happened to be the time when the triple heaven was robbed, some people speculated that these two had some kind of connection, but no one dared to confirm it, after all, the strength of the black old man and the hall master were also ...... between the two of them."

The battlefield situation is more intense......

The art of war performed by Ye Wushuang is eye-opening......

The wind and clouds are soldiers, and there are big swords in the sky......

The flames were soldiers, and countless fireballs appeared around Lin Jiajun......

Water is a soldier, and any place near water is a burial area......

And Lin Su's art of war is also unimaginable......

Walk for the top, whatever kind of surrounding, he says to go.

Capture the thief and capture the king, and several times Night Wushuang was almost killed directly by him.

Taking advantage of the fire to rob and surrounded by fireballs, he not only did not get hurt, but also used the fire to bewitch and kill a bunch of night soldiers.

Mainly anti-guest, more than 300 people were deduced by him to deduce an offensive of 30,000 people, so that Ye Wushuang retreated a hundred miles away.

All of a sudden, the endless interpretation of the art of war, the iron-blooded battlefield, and various twists made everyone stunned.

For half an hour, the battle between the two had come to an end, there were still three hundred people left in the Yejia army, and only one hundred people left in the Lin family's army, and the entire territory was almost stained red with blood.

The iron and blood of the battlefield are vividly interpreted here!

The banner of the Night Warriors was held high: "The last blow!" Break through the physical strength of the art of war, and kill them all! ”

As soon as the voice fell, the uniforms of the Yejia Army were all covered with a layer of blood red, and everyone looked up to the sky and roared at the same time.

With just one face, the Lin family army was cut in half by the night family army who was like a god of war!

This tactic can actually increase the combat power of a soldier tenfold!

However, Lin Su's banner was unfurled, and he made something out of nothing!

A large group of men and horses rushed into the opponent's army formation, and the night army's vision was completely confused......

Fifty real people interspersed and slaughtered......

Rapid reduction of teams on both sides......

Until in the end, there were only two people left, Ye Wushuang and Lin Su!

Phew! Ye Wushuang cut off Lin Su's head with one sword!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, did they finally win?

However, a dead corpse behind Ye Wushuang suddenly bounced straight up, slashing off Ye Wushuang's head......

Ye Wushuang's head rolled in the air, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and his eyes were still open: "What is this plan?" ”

"Resurrect the soul by borrowing the corpse!" The soldier who had killed him cracked his mouth and smiled, and suddenly turned into Lin Su's appearance.

As soon as his hand fell, the night flag fluttered down, and the forest battle flag fluttered high.

With a bang, the battlefield scene was involved in the battle chessboard and disappeared invisibly.

The two sat on the coffee table, looking at each other.

"What a 36 tactics in the art of war!" Ye Wushuang smiled brightly: "At this level, the little brother admits defeat!" ”

Silently, he was exiled from afar......

The last bluelotus petal falls from the sky.

Lin Su stood quietly on the top of the robbery tower, his eyes slightly closed......

On top of his Wen Mountain, a nine-petal green lotus was completely formed, and the void rotated, and every rotation seemed to carry infinite mysteries......

On the tower, a portal opened out of thin air, the sky was full of green warblers, and the fairy music was floating......

Lin Su stepped towards this portal, and outside were three temple elders, and the three of them bowed at the same time: "Welcome Lin Su into the temple, welcome Chang Xing to be officially seated!" ”

Under the cover of holy light, the standing token on Lin Su's waist underwent a magical change, as if a door had also been opened.

This was the official opening of the standing order in the temple.

From then on, Lin Su entered the temple only in a thought.

Lin Su bowed slightly: "Elder Xie!" ”

"The Standing Order has been activated, and Lin Changxing can use this Order to choose a place to live in the Standing Residence."

"Thank you, Elder!"

The three elders separated, Lin Su walked along this fairy-like golden avenue, stepping forward, in front of him was a fairyland-like lake, around the lake, there was a fairy mist fluttering, the fairy mist was like a belt, dividing countless courtyards into relatively independent spaces, there, was Chang Xing Yuan. (End of chapter)