That's it!"

Lin Pingzhi relaxed slightly.

If you don't have to worry about the future, you don't have to look ahead.

"When I have thoroughly comprehended the sword thoughts of the Sword Realm, I will begin to preach to all sentient beings."

The divine book manifests the text: "Don't be in a hurry, this world is at the time of the Great Tribulation, and teaching the way of immortality now is undoubtedly expanding this Great Tribulation. If it is so angry, it will even affect the will of "equilibrium."

"You mean the Thousand Autumns Tribulation?"

"Yes, this calamity is a calamity of people's hearts. All evil thoughts infect the calamity of the heavenly heart, and the will of the "balance" does not allow itself to stop it. Those who can defuse or delay, only this realm should hit the people, you can only guide, not participate, otherwise the calamity will become more and more intense."

"Understood!"

What the other party sees, standing at a height that is unimaginable, would rather believe what it has than what it doesn't have.

The topic was over, and he shifted to another topic.

"Can I still enter the world that I have experienced?"

The golden text emerged: "Of course, but don't think that we will first return to the world we have passed through, and go to a new world in the breaking boundary, so as to escape."

"Now is the moment when their fighting is fierce, the whole world is shrouded in a "balanced consciousness", unless she lets us go, it is impossible to go out silently. If it's too loud, it'll attract the attention of that person."

Lin Pingzhi asked, "Then how did you get in?"

The manifestation of the Divine Book says, "No one noticed me when I came in, but you created an immortal system in this world, and we have been targeted by blocking the "Equilibrium Consciousness" for you before."

Lin Pingzhi was staggered, it turned out to be his own pot!

"Did the one out of the world find out about us?"

"Not sure. Maybe she still thinks you're from this world, or maybe she's already guessed. It's a good thing that you haven't mentioned her name, otherwise she would have been traced back to her roots and glimpsed into her heart."

"I'm curious, since you found out that the two of you are fighting, why are you still coming in? Can't you change the world?"

"How do I know that I opened the door through the source, and I am not like the one who crossed the time directly. Rushing to the door, I realized. It's halfway through, you can't let me out again!"

「……」

This book is not very serious!

Lin Pingzhi was speechless for a long time, and said, "If we don't really go out, can you send my sword thoughts to those worlds?"

"If it's a sword thought, through the causal connection, I can urge the origin of that world and pull you over in reverse. However, in the first world, your sword thoughts can't go back, Yue Lingshan has already transcended, and the other people who have cause and effect with you have all died. If you force it, your sword thoughts will be lost in the original source and gradually assimilated."

"Then start with the second world and send my sword thoughts into those four worlds!" Lin Pingzhi cut the railway.

The letter of God manifests the text, "I don't understand the point of doing this? The void of sword thoughts cannot survive for a long time without your support. Even if you enter those worlds, they will quickly dissipate, and whatever you want to achieve, it will be difficult."

"My sword thoughts are different from others, they also carry my essence, and the incarnation of sword thoughts is no different from me." Lin Pingzhi explained, and then said, "Let's start directly!"

"Good!"

The divine book did not say much, the huge golden font dissipated, and the divine book suddenly flipped slightly. Turning two pages in succession, a microcosm of the mysterious world manifested under Lin Ping's sword thoughts.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at it, differentiated into a sword incarnation, and threw himself into the miniature. The power of the origin began to urge, fixing the cause and effect in the world, and immediately he felt that a mysterious force pulled his sword thoughts away and drifted away.

Four times in a row, the four sword thoughts entered the world of Lu Xiaofeng, the world of the young Zhang Sanfeng, the first world of the world, and the world of Tianlong Babu.

The four void sword thoughts, carrying part of his material, were able to exert one percent of his foundation power.

Lu Xiaofeng's world, thirty-five years have passed since he left. His short-lived legend of the sword idiot has long been forgotten by the world, and has been replaced by a new myth and legend.

With the body of a woman, she overwhelms the world's heroes and ascends to the strongest in the world. With the incredible martial arts cultivation, it has opened up a new world of martial arts in the broken void, and the world does not dare to call it by its name.

Now it is the fifteenth year since she left.

She only took fifteen years in this world to become an incredible martial arts myth.

She is the "Heavenly Maiden" enshrined by the imperial court, and she is also a martial immortal recognized by the world's martial artists.

Under the witness of the world, the void was broken. Heaven and earth also celebrated her, chasing purple qi from the east, making a hundred flowers bloom.

Up to now, her Tiannu Temple and Wuxian Temple are all over the world, and the incense is far more than the legendary fairy gods.

The immortals are all in the past, but she is the legend of the world.

When today's son continues to add authority to her, the new generation of warriors listen to her story from the ears of the older generation, and gradually she is worshiped as the goddess who rules all things.

On this day, Lin Ping's sword mind body came!

An unimaginable volume descends on the dome of this world.

The chaotic "equilibrium" will felt the new variables, and began to manifest the disappearance frequently, as if waiting for his arrival.

The sky was falling, the earth was surging with golden lotuses, and all spirits bowed their heads to the place where he stood. In the mountains and forests, thousands of beasts bow to the ground, and a hundred flowers compete for bloom.

In the land of the imperial city where he descended, a city of ten thousand soldiers trembled, chasing his sword intent unsheathed and soaring, hovering above the heavenly dome.

"I regret that the world is invincible,"

"Who is fighting with me?"

"Thirty-five years later, my sword idiot is back in this realm! Former old friends, where are the opponents?"

"Lu Xiaofeng!"

"Flowers are all over the building!"

"Simon blows snow!"

The will to amaze the heavens and the earth, and the pride of winning.

Lu Xiaofeng's world, fighting for the sword, the incarnation of the sword idea of fighting for the sword - the sword idiot.

Befall.

Young Zhang Sanfeng world!

A hundred years of rivers and lakes, time changes.

The emperor who was once planted with the Mind Mind has been turned to dust. The Mandate of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty has still not been continued, and the shaky flames of war have spread all over the world.

The heroic heroes who once aspired to save the country are still the same today?

Once infatuated by love, can it be eternal?

Years go by, a hundred years later, in this world, can there still be my friends?

Who is the legend of the day?

But does anyone still remember Lin Pingzhi who slashed the King of Freedom with a sword?

Wudang Mountain, in the sky!

The body incarnated by the sword thought stood with his hands tied. The brilliant golden flowers fell one by one, and the chaotic sword light illuminated the void, competing with the sun. The vast sword intent turned into a heavenly river and enveloped the entire Wudang.

Flowers, trees, and fine dust give birth to a sharp sword qi!

"Not gods, not saints, not immortals,"

"Only in the world for eternity."

"A hundred years of dust is like a dream,"

"When you wake up, the sea will change into a mulberry field."

"Xiao Zhang, don't come out to meet the old man yet!"

The words landed, the sword light dissipated, and the startled Wudang disciples woke up one after another. Three figures flew towards this place from the back mountain.

Tong Yan He's old way of white clothes and white robes.

A Taoist aunt with black hair in black clothes and dust on her wrists.

Tsing Yi bears a sword, a heroic woman with a peerless appearance.

In less than a moment, it had already fallen in front of a group of Wudang disciples.

Lin Pingzhi, who was transformed by the sword thought, walked lightly, and the distance between the sky and the ground seemed to be shrunk to an inch at this moment, and he arrived in front of the three of them in one step.

"You know me again!" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Lin Pingzhi swept over several people.

"Does the Immortal Know Us?"

Lao Dao was not shocked, but looked puzzled, an old man and a young woman, with a solemn face, and her shocked face was hidden in her eyes.

The spiritual cultivation of the three of them is extremely high, and they have all gone far on the road of practicing their own path. He also has a wide range of knowledge and can hold his heart. It is not as good as mortals to see, or cautious, or fanatical.

In contrast, it is just like a group of Wudang disciples.

Those who cultivate shallowly have lost the ability to think at this time, and they are ignorant and dare not speak out.

Those who have cultivated to a high level can still hold their hearts a little and think in the bottom of their hearts.

Isn't this the famous Qianli Tinghu, the epitome of the bag? There are also ways to make the grass and trees give birth to sharp edges, magical powers that fly from the sky, and all kinds of amazing appearances, do you have to meet the gods to come into the world?

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, extraordinary.

Lao Dao looked at the person who came, and said secretly: "He called me out, said that he was an old man, and asked us if we still knew him, could it really be our old man? But I have never seen this man?"

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi has long since broken away from his ordinary appearance, and he has transformed again and again, his appearance, breath, and even everything have evolved to a situation that mortals can't imagine.

The profound spiritual cultivation of the three old Taoists is also like chaos and elusive.

The three of them had never communicated, and they didn't know that what they saw was different.

Lao Dao saw a chaotic scene, as if there was infinite mystical evolution. The black-clothed Dao Gu saw that the sword aura was soaring into the sky, and the infinite sword light was swirling. The woman in Tsing Yi saw the sword light spreading, and ten thousand swords were numerous.

All kinds of meanings come from the heart, and each has different opinions.

Even the flesh and skin they see under their eyes are different.

The old Taoist saw the person in white clothes and white hair, the Taoist aunt in black clothes saw the person in black clothes and black hair, and the woman in Tsing Yi saw the person in Tsing Yi and black hair.

"He asked us if we knew him. Clearly referring to the three of us? He knows the three of us, isn't it ......" At this time, a thought rose in the hearts of the three of them, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all saw each other's thoughts.

Lao Dao blinked slightly, stepped forward, and said, "Xiaodao Zhang Sanfeng, meet the immortal chief!"

"You don't know me anymore?"

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Xiaodao has already guessed in his heart, but he doesn't dare to believe it."

"Oh? Tell me about it!"

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at him and sighed, "That was a hundred years ago, and the person Xiao Dao guessed in his heart was also a strange person a hundred years ago.

At this point, Zhang Sanfeng glanced at him slightly.

Seeing his calm face, he couldn't help but continue: "It's been a long time, and Xiaodao can't remember what he looks like. He was only seen for a few months, and then disappeared and never appeared again."

"We've visited him more than once, but to no avail. Thinking that his martial arts were unfathomable and invincible, I only thought that he was tired of the wind and rain of the rivers and lakes and went to retreat."

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