The town was lively as if it was the social fire of the Spring Festival, Lin Feng looked at the scene below that was gradually starting to go crazy, and said to the young man next to him, "Okay, let's start, take a second look, this may be one of the most terrifying scenes you have ever seen when you died.

The ancient deformity is about to choose its followers, and as long as the people of this town become its followers, then you can see what it really looks like.

Cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, eating aliens, the Jin family you have to deal with is not much better than this, you will find out at the end of the day, the same tomb robbers, but the tomb robbers who are only for money are cute, they just want to be rich, and such as the Jin family, Gan Xie Baliang three branches of the pursuit of the family, they are the most troublesome.

They have knowledge, a way, a sense of action, and more importantly, this group of ** people can really dig through the cultural layer from the land and dig out some dross that has long disappeared."

Lin Feng said as he watched the sky change.

A big sacrifice.

In the sky, I don't know when the lead clouds are thick, the snow falls on the ground like a mat, the excitement and tranquility are combined, and those people seem to have fallen into a nightmare that they can't wake up.

Mass hysteria.

The whole town, except for the theater, has no place to turn on the lights.

The whole town, plunged into darkness.

Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief, took the precept classics written in ghost script in his hand, and also took down the peace charm in his hand, the young man's name is Zong Yang, a very powerful name, Lin Feng: "I like the Yang character in your name, with this word, I like it very much, so, Zong Yang, look at this scene a little more, you tell me, do you still want to deal with the Jin family?"

Zong Yang looked at the scene in front of him blankly, he really couldn't understand the scene in front of him, and the strange atmosphere permeated everyone's heads, so that the voice that he couldn't understand pierced his mind, making him can't help but lie on the ground and vomit.

Babble.

The person who sings the Qin dialect has no strength and majesty at all, and the shadow puppet play is even more than enough shadow like a lamp ghost night grave.

Zong Yang had a splitting headache.

Then, Lin Feng's hair suddenly pierced into the minds of the people around him.

They settled down a little, and the bizarre, soap-like sound of bubbles rang softly next to their ears.

【bo】

【fa】

【u】

The strange sound pulled their spirits back, threw the firewood into the ravine, Lin Feng personally walked up to the altar, the fire oil and firewood were mixed together, the sluggish young man Zong Yang didn't know why, Lin Feng asked him, "What, do you still have the heart to fight with the Jin family?"

The Jin family is no better than this ancient taboo in front of them, it's all disgusting."

Zong Yang cursed a swear word, strengthened his courage and said, "If this is the case, you will have to kill your head, if you don't kill them, it will become a disaster sooner or later."

Lin Feng: "That's a real bull batch, I'll think about it next time!"

Lin Feng controlled their bodies, the rituals were being carried out below, and the rituals were also being carried out above, and it could be seen that the Great Elder of the Yu family didn't care about him at this time.

He's making a "chain."

Lin Feng saw that the strong popularity was being transformed into a powerful shackle, dragging something above the sky down hard, Lin Feng knew that without further ado, the sound of "rustling" footsteps appeared outside the town, but they were "lost". ….

The Yin Soldiers are coming.

As he remembers, as soon as night comes.

The underworld will be weird.

But Lin Feng only has the memory of the first half of the night, not the second half of the night, and Lin Feng's memory is "incomplete".

What's in the second half of the night.

Lin Feng was not in a hurry.

Because he is now wholeheartedly devoted to the sacrifice, the fire sacrifice skill has been banned by the Great Elder of the Yu family, but this does not affect Lin Feng's next sacrifice, because Lin Feng is familiar with the process, and Lin Feng's actions have a major advantage.

He doesn't care.

Whether it's dead or alive, he doesn't care.

The wall is thousands of people, and if you have no desire, you are strong, if you can suppress it, of course it's okay, if

It can't be suppressed, and dying here is also a refresh of history.

Left and right are not at a loss.

When a person is not afraid of anything, his actions begin to be presumptuous.

It's full of a kind of unrelenting horror.

Seven pins, what's wrong with seven pins?

Lin Feng looked at the bottom of the mountain and said silently, "Below, there is more than enough success and more than failure."

The magic sword is suspended in the air, and the advantage of mastering the wind is that you can call the wind to make the sound you want at will.

The chickens, ducks and geese were slaughtered and thrown into the flames to serve as sacrifices, and the people who were in possession made strange sacrificial sounds, which were transmitted through the sacrifice, and stood in contrast to the strange sounds outside.

Soon, however, the sound of the mountain was forcefully suppressed.

The sound of sacrifice is taking over all space.

The small scene on the mountain, obviously unable to bear the big scene outside, Lin Feng stood on the altar, looking at the raging fire, he injected the wind into the flames, and the flames soared into the sky, like a tornado, licking the surrounding combustibles.

A large amount of flames temporarily suppressed the wind and snow outside, and Lin Feng heard those people in the town, and they shouted their names from their mouths.

This kind of name falls on people's ears and burrows into people's minds.

In his mind, there was an illusion.

That is, from the voice to the figure.

Like an iron solder.

"That's right, I'm just a nail, but I want to make some noise, I'm going to live or die, and in the end it's just a substance.

How can the Great Elder of the Yu Family be so easy to make it simple?"

Lin Feng complained while working.

It was not a name, it was an anchor, similar to Lin Feng's [纂] voice, Lin Feng glanced up, and saw that those names dragged a corpse from the sky, thunder shining, when this corpse appeared, Lin Feng felt the restlessness of the world.

Lin Feng looked at that space, and after looking at it for a long time, Lin Feng suddenly comprehended a concept.

Buddhist concepts.

"Empty".

Emptiness is not blank, nothing and so on, what does emptiness say?

"Pinching hemp, Zhangyu, Zhangyu!"

Lin Feng was anxious.

He stopped describing and quietly realized.

His eyes looked at the "emptiness" and "leakage" without blinking, because of these anchored drags, and this space appeared more cracks and details because of the movement of the corpse.

Lin Feng couldn't see "unchanged".

Only by "changing" can there be a trace of possibility.

Lin Feng saw more, in the cracks of the darkness, the occasional corpse was dragged, and countless pairs of eyes stared at him indifferently. ….

Met those eyes.

Lin Feng shuddered a little.

Fortunately, at this time, Lin Feng saw a dense thunder net covering the entire darkness, in such a thunder net, Lin Feng felt the breath of acquaintances, among a group of bigwigs, acquaintances were so "insignificant".

But to be able to participate in such a thunder net.

"Zhang Zhuoen has a hand."

Lin Feng sighed, as the corpse dragged him, Lin Feng saw that silk threads fell from the sky in the darkness and wind and snow around him.

He looked up, and the huge faces of Xiao Peach Blossom and the rest of the troupe overlooked Lin Feng.

"Class master, how do you see this play?"

"Class Leader......

The shadow puppet came out of the darkness, Lin Feng didn't have a Dharma Protector General, he could only do it himself.

He pulled out the fire gun and let it go.

If you put three arrows at the enemy, you can be regarded as worthy of the emperor.

He still resisted the "void" and saw that thunder and lightning should be regarded as a light source.

But these light sources can't illuminate the darkness at all.

Lin Feng's common sense is not valid in "emptiness".

Lin Feng sighed, and then, he took a deep breath.

The essence of the sacrifice was sucked out by Lin Feng, and then, Zong Yang

stepped forward and put the precepts written in the ghost script into the flame, the flame was the medium, and Lin Feng saw that the medium led to another place.

And because the Great Elder of the Yu family wanted to drag himself out, the barrier of the world has undergone some changes.

Lin Feng saw a chain that spread from the precepts to the sky.

The sacrificial fire set a temple on fire, causing Lin Feng to see the unjust spirits on the temple.

Unyielding to hit the sky, the sea of blood pounced, Lin Feng stood motionless, and Zong Yang took down the peace charm given by Lin Feng in his hand and threw it on the ground.

Suddenly, another force appeared, enveloping everyone.

That's an ambulance.

It's pure love.

Feeling this pure power, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief that his guess was not wrong.

This world has not yet completely decayed to the roots.

A large amount of incense came out from above the sky, Lin Feng saw a Dao Palace, immersed in the incense, one after another as thin as spider silk connections, appeared from the Dao Palace, tied to the bottom of the Dao Palace, in front of the Dao Palace, the people who were sweeping the floor seemed to notice Lin Feng's gaze and looked over to this side.

The two of them were thousands of miles apart, but Lin Feng could still see who it was.

Small temple wishes.

In the Nanyang period, Fukou, divine thoughts and incense, a "pseudo-god" bred in the world, this "god", he looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng also looked at him.

He glanced towards where Lin Feng was, then looked up again, and suddenly realized.

Immediately, he threw away the broom in his hand, and the girl ran away and rushed into the Taoist palace.

A hand appeared from inside the Dao Palace and waved it slightly.

The multicolored glow appeared, covering the darkness like covering the sky and the sun, and the chanting of the townspeople was dissipated by this multicolored glow.

These residents all fainted softly, the glow disappeared, the Dao Palace disappeared, Lin Feng also saw that in the mist, a large number of "spider silk" was cut off, and the Dao Palace lost the "spider silk", began to continue to float upward, and disappeared in Lin Feng's eyes. ….

Fall into darkness and disappear without a trace.

Losing its restraints, the corpse was like a kite with a broken string, and it also began to soar outside, and in the darkness, the Buddha's head fell from the sky and fell towards Lin Feng.

The "emptiness" fused, a gust of wind blew, and a big hand in the darkness grabbed the Buddha's head back.

Lin Feng also felt a familiar aura in this big hand.

It is the village of ascending immortals.

Leave it here to raise Gu, right?

Lin Feng looked at this scene and suddenly wanted to laugh.

He felt that the scene was a bit funny, like a swarm of crabs in a cage, without a lid, one wanted to climb out, and the rest would pull it back.

And he also saw the Dao Palace, which is different from the underworld.

The Taoist palace where the small temple is located is the Mazu Palace.

Just as Lin Feng was thinking, a burst of angry voices came from the town.

Lin Feng glanced down and put his net back.

Most of them fell to the ground with a soft stomp.

Only a few people could still stand, although Lin Feng didn't mean to hurt them, but this was indeed very damaging to the essence and spirit, Lin Feng injected the essence into their bodies, in order to prevent the qi and blood from boiling, these qi and blood would slowly take effect.

Zong Yang was still looking at the situation in front of him stupidly, Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief and walked down from the altar.

It worked better than he expected.

Although I took two steps, my whole body was like porcelain, and there were some cracks.

However, it did not affect Lin Feng's movements.

The chain of his eyebrows flew out and landed beside Zong Yang, and the fire gun also flew out.

"Protect the people around you, the big ones are coming."

Lin Feng said.

He rubbed his eyebrows, aimed at the little peach blossom in the wind and snow, and then,

He opened his mouth, and with the blessing of the [u] sound, he had forgotten a lot of information for so many days.

But there is one thing, there is no problem, he did deal with a lot of weirdness in the underworld, because of his hunting, a sacred cow appeared, under the blessing of the tongue god, trampled on the ground fiercely, and then picked up the magic sword, and cut off the head of the cowhide shadow of more than three meters in one fell swoop.

Lin Feng's method was very simple, with a magic seal, a tiger roar, he rushed out with a magic sword in his hand, took away the roadblocks on the road, and killed them from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

He wasn't even sweating a drop on the way.

Zong Yang followed behind Lin Feng with his guards, Zong Yang: "Ten thousand people are not brave."

Lin Feng struck with a knee and reached out to take out the red mud in the troupe's body.

"Human skin figurines."

Lin Feng said to himself: "The water of the Yellow River, the soil of the kiln, I am a material myself, what is the lack of a material?"

In the backyard of the Jin family's shop, he saw the Yellow River carp.

The whole body was golden, with dragon whiskers, swimming in the basin, Lin Feng took a look and confirmed that the material was not this carp with spirituality, but the Yellow River water in it.

Lin Feng's hand gently flicked around in the Yellow River water.

I remembered that poem again.

If you count it as Neidan, how many elements are there in general?

Thinking of this, he confronted the Great Elder of the Yu Family. ….

Lin Feng saw the Great Elder of the Yu Family: "You are all rotten like this, why do you want to come out to be a demon? Why don't you go back to the coffin and lie down? Everyone, settle down?"

The Great Elder of the Yu Family looked as usual, he seemed to have no joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and under his face, there was a collapsed nothingness.

At the moment, he is not like a living person.

He can't even maintain his human form, or he doesn't have a human form, Lin Feng saw his appearance, he was the "Buddha-headed monk" in Lin Feng's memory.

He has no form, no shape.

The ghost dies for the deaf, the deaf dies for the hope, the hope dies for the yi, the razor dies for the slight, and the micro death is invisible.

Some people say that ghosts have died too many times, and there is neither a voice nor a body, as for what they are like in this state.

Didn't say.

Maybe you haven't imagined it, there is no sound or appearance, how should you imagine it?

The Great Elder of the Yu Family has been erased from the world.

He existed in Lin Feng's mind and memory, and would revive in Lin Feng's mind and memory.

In the form of a Buddha-headed monk.

"Look at me, and I will see you, and I will make a vow to live forever, and I will never die."

Said sluggishly on the other side.

"If you don't die, I won't die, even if you die, as long as your soul is still there, I will live, are you willing to break your bones and rest everything?"

Lin Feng held the magic sword and gave a thumbs up: "What a stupid comparison, has anyone ever told you, unless it is beyond the scope of cognition.

You can also think of this cognitive range as the Buddhists call cognitive impairment.

The more you know, the less you know.

Eternal life, what is called eternal life, is the cell dividing in an orderly manner forever, or is the spirit immortal, can it ignore time, or is it conscious, no matter how the body decays?

What is consciousness, is it the Three Souls or the Seven Spirits, are you a senior Taoist priest or an enlightened monk, how much do you know about the world, how much do you know about the thing you want to make a wish for?

Do you really think that when you open your mouth, eternal life is the eternal life you imagined, how much has changed between your current appearance and your fantasy eternal life?"

Lin Feng looked at the other party and said solemnly, "As for begging for death? I'll see if I can kill you, but if I can't, I'll just die!"

Zong Yang was stunned by the impassioned exuberance of the person in front of him.

"Righteous man!"

"Warrior!"

"Warrior!"

He praised it from the bottom of his heart, but Lin Feng was embarrassed to praise it.

Zong Yang, this young man, is very hot-blooded, in his perspective, Lin Feng seems to be a generous hero, a chivalrous warrior in the literature of the Tang Dynasty.

But then I thought about it.

Hi.

Heroes don't care about their deeds, if they are calculated like this, Lin Feng's actions at the moment are really the same as those heroes.

Vehement.

So Lin Feng also touched his head and said to Zong Yang, "Okay, why don't I die first?"

Zong Yang: "......"

Then Lin really died first, and he single-handedly smashed the conspiracy of the person in front of him, but after he smashed the conspiracy, there was even more trouble.

The underworld is strange and descends here.

After someone made a wish, the balance here was broken. ….

The underworld has appeared strangely in this world.

There was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and then Lin Feng saw that the fragment puzzle was complete.

Kiln clay.

Yellow River water.

Real fire.

Take people as the furnace for alchemy?

Lin Feng and the Netherworld were weird, but the damage caused by his wind to these Netherworld weirdos was not considerable.

One might even say so.

Ten percent of the damage hit these weird bodies in the underworld, and only three percent of the damage.

It's not even as good as the dragon and tiger!

The [u] sound is the most effective, and the [bo] [fa] that he comprehends by himself, when connected to the [net], the effect is considerable.

When used alone, it's always a little bit worse.

Almost, almost, it's far worse when used in battle.

Lin Feng, who had seen a real master, knew it very well in his heart.

Because of his mana, he lacks the core "intention", [u] because of the problem of the way it came, it is connected to the yak god, the yak god's "will", "joy", is brave and unstoppable, and can shatter the heavenly dome "persistence", "affirmation" and "self-confidence".

Lin Feng obviously hadn't condensed his "intention" yet.

Only when he finds his own "meaning", his current attack power will cause double the damage to the real evil world such as weirdness in the underworld.

But his problem is.

Where does he have to go to find his "meaning"?

Game materials, is it just for him to check and fill in the gaps?

……

There are still six hours left before boarding.

Lin Feng took his laptop and notebook and sat under the tree.

"When the sun goes down, it will still climb up tomorrow morning, and the flowers will bloom the same next year......

In the small courtyard of the fog capital, Lin Feng made a deafening sound, and the strange thing was that his song was not unpleasant to hear, and it was full of energy.

Lin was singing while standing under a tree to look up information.

The headache just now has passed, and the two memories of the real and the stuffed in it are constantly entangled in his mind, one after another, making people unable to distinguish the reality, but it doesn't matter, after the pain, Lin Feng clearly distinguishes the truth of the matter,

He quickly sorted out what had happened, and the first act was over. The Great Elder of the Yu Family replaced his memory, and the person who came out should be the Five Poisons Sect, and Yu Yulong had another girl, but they were easily erased.

became the Great Elder of the Yu Family.

Is it impossible to prevent such a method?

Not necessarily.

There are too many qualifications.

One of the most important reasons is Lin Feng.

Without a special profession like Lin Feng as a witness, the Great Elder of the Yu Family would actually disappear from everyone's field of vision as soon as he "made a wish", and after he made a wish for immortality, he would become "non-existent".

In this state, whether he is immortal or not, Lin Feng doesn't know, but Lin Feng knows that in an invisible situation, he must be harmless.

In this case, Lin Feng felt that the first problem he needed to face was that he entered the game

After that, it will definitely be affected at the archive point, the second question is, Lin Feng took out the bad soil, a big arrow appeared on the kiln soil, the bad soil is available, and the Yellow River water is also very easy to get, if the fire is fire, is it okay to sacrifice the fire?

Also, the fragments were complete, Lin Feng fell into thought, what should he do?

Stew yourself in an iron pot?

Such a rude behavior is definitely not good, so he must find a way, does he spend money to live in the mountains for two days, and by the way, ask Dao Ye, how to cultivate the Inner Dan Technique?

Xie Eighteen's notes did not reveal too much news this time, but there were new clues in the computer, which seemed to be someone taking a photo in the cave, and someone illegally turned on the light next to it, calling the person who took the photo to take a clearer picture of the mural above.

To a certain extent, this is a crime, but there are many people who commit crimes in this way, and there are more than one or two.

Can Lin Feng still catch people out of the photo?

Lin Feng looked at these murals.

Compared with so many black photos, these photos are easier to understand, this is the photo taken by Mr. Xun in the place where there are murals, these photos have a strong religious flavor, if you are more careful, this is the style of Buddhist murals.

This is depicting a pure land.

The pigments of these murals are all fine ores, so these murals will not fade for many years, and the reason why Lin Feng saw them with relish is that this is a small Buddhist story.

It's the story of Li Yuanhao!

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Window peek out in the middle of the night