Chapter 211: A New Place

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's face tightened, and then he raised his sleeves.

He drew an iron sword from behind his back, and then pointed it straight at Ding Jie.

"Do you want to try it?"

He asked with a smirk, his eyes flickering.

"Why?"

Ding Jie didn't look nervous at all, he just stared at Lin Xuan with a puzzled face.

"All the things related to cultivation in my body have disappeared, why can my junior brother's sword appear here?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you've been carrying this sword when you were in the sect, is there any secret in it that I don't know?"

He whispered, but the whole person seemed menacing.

Lin Xuan shook his head, he didn't reply, and fell into silence.

After some time of exploration, he found that all the golden pill mana in his original dantian was gone, and the terrifying physical power was also dispersed.

Lin Xuan was very familiar with this feeling, his own body should have been secretly sealed.

Lin Xuan and Ding Jie were far away from each other, and their expressions were very complicated.

The two of them originally belonged to the kind of scheming city government with a deep heart, and there would not have been a situation where they would compete with each other and tear their faces.

Maybe he's been through a lot of things......

Lin Xuan thought with some emotion.

Because he is very similar to Ding Jie, they are both the same black belly and the same bad.

"Senior brother...... You've changed ......"

After a long time, Lin Xuan sighed, and his eyes were also very ruddy, as if he was regretting and feeling sad.

"You've changed, haven't you?"

Ding Jie glanced at him with a smile, his eyes were cold and his face was full of sarcasm.

In his opinion, although he is no longer cultivating, he still seems unfathomable compared to ordinary people, and now although he is lonely, he is still a hidden dragon in the abyss after all, and he has an otherworldly atmosphere.

And what about Lin Xuan, the superficial junior brother?

He looked ordinary, standing in front of him as if he was really just a mortal, and his eyes were a little dull and silent.

But Ding Jie sensed something else from his cloudy and godless eyes, which made him panic and make him tremble.

There are some people in this world who are sharp, and they should hide some, otherwise their arrogance will turn him into the target of public criticism.

However, the person who knows how to hide the meaning is the most terrifying, and his power is not only in the momentum, but in the perception.

The people who can comprehend this realm are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years.

Ding Jie set off a wave in his heart, he just felt for a moment that he was not sure to defeat the person in front of him.

He's a very cheesy guy who would never do anything that might fail, even if it was a very unlikely thing to fail.

The bamboo leaves flying in the sky were sprinkled down one after another, and they piled up on Lin Xuan's head in a moment.

He looked at Ding Jie quietly, not moving, his eyes were complicated.

He couldn't move, and he didn't dare to move, because any movement would lead to a flaw.

If it was someone else standing in front of him, Lin Xuan would not be so cautious, just because it was Ding Jie, a man with a sinister heart.

Lin Xuan was still wearing a bright red robe, but now he seemed to be no longer as stunning as before, and he seemed to be just an ordinary person.

If you don't look carefully, others will even ignore him, even if Lin Xuan looks extraordinary, but now he has no sense of existence at all.

This is something he has newly realized, and it doesn't require any mana to be cast, and perhaps this should be elaborated as a realm.

He did not learn the unity of heaven and man in Sedum, nor did he miss the integration of heaven and earth in his past, but naturally understood to sit and forget.

That is, those who forget their traces and forget their traces, do not feel their body inside, and do not know the world outside, and then suddenly change into the body and are all connected.

This may seem like the unity of man and nature, but in fact the two are very different.

The former is to mingle with heaven and earth, while the latter is to forget oneself and forget heaven and earth.

Being in the realm of sitting and forgetting is countless times more clever than any breathing technique.

And its benefits are not only this, as long as Lin Xuan thinks about the slightest sword move, countless subtle follow-up changes will swell in his mind.

The most incredible thing is that he found that he could easily use every part of his power, and he could use all of it to the fullest.

If a person swung a fist and made a move, there would definitely be a part of the fist power scattered in the air, and Lin Xuan would not have a little bit of strength dissipated.

He can't say that he is strong now, but he should be powerful for many cultivators who have lost their cultivation.

"Senior brother looks like he's flustered, huh?"

Ding Jie looked at Lin Xuan with a smile, he didn't move, no matter how relaxed he was on the surface, but his body was like a tense bowstring.

The breeze blew, and the heads, clothes, and even feet of the two people were covered with fallen leaves, but they didn't have the intention of moving.

Lin Xuan glanced at Ding Jie deeply, his back was already wet with sweat, after all, without cultivation, his body was somewhat tired.

Ding Jie brought him a great threat, and Lin Xuan even smelled the smell of death, which was an indescribable feeling.

Probably because he was in the realm of sitting and forgetting, if it was a normal time, he would not have felt like this at all.

After arriving in Zaobli, his perception, reactions, and even comprehension have improved to an unimaginable level.

But even so, he may still lose to Ding Jie not far away.

Lin Xuan held the sword, he didn't dare to move.

On his left hand, the muscles were bulging, and he was clenching the scabbard of the sword, and in his right hand was an unpretentious sword of broken sorrow.

There are many leaves on the sword, including bamboo leaves, and other flowers and plants, and this scene will make many people wonder if such a sword alone can kill people.

A sword that can be flipped with short hair can be called a good sword, and a sword that kills without seeing blood is also a good sword, so it can be seen that the sword in Lin Xuan's hand cannot be called a good sword.

Can a sword with a non-sharp edge kill?

There were only two people here, Lin Xuan didn't think about it, but Ding Jie was thinking.

It's just that he doesn't dare to gamble, because once the bet is lost, he will die.

Even if he felt that he had a good chance of winning, he still didn't want to gamble.

The setting sun fell from the sky like a tidal wave and covered them.

The two of them confronted each other for an hour, and neither of them made any extra moves.

With the breeze blowing, Ding Jie's face changed, and then he slowly spoke: "This world is a pool of muddy water, you and I may just be gravel under the water, since the fate is almost the same, why quarrel?"

"Rustle!"

As soon as the words fell, he flicked his sleeves, and his figure gradually disappeared under the fallen leaves.

"Humph!"

Lin Xuan's eyes were cold, he staggered back two steps, and his whole face became extremely pale.

He was very tired, and his previous tough attitude was just pretending to be for Ding Jie.

In fact, the other party should also leave because of this problem......

No matter how powerful they were, they are now just mortals, and that's an unchangeable fact.

Ask yourself if with the state just now, Lin Xuan is not sure of winning, he holds the sword in his hand, but he can't get out of the sword, because he promised a person to hide the sword.

Since he made that oath, he hadn't made a sword, although Lin Xuan had used sword intent to fight, he couldn't use sword intent to make a sword.

Maybe this is a bit self-deceptive, but Lin Xuan is such a person.

The leaves are falling and the breeze is cool.

Lin Xuan rubbed his hands lightly and sat down on the ground reluctantly.

His hands and feet were cold, and his breath was very sluggish.

The dense leaves under him brought him a little heat, not warm, but also a little comfortable.

"I'm so tired!"

Lin Xuan felt his eyelids heavy, and the scene he saw flickered brightly and darkly, and then he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"Bang dang!"

The Broken Sorrow Sword, which was originally held tightly in his hand, fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The sunset dissipated, and the night came very suddenly, Lin Xuan lay motionless on the pile of bamboo leaves and fell asleep, and there were a lot of water droplets on his hair.

The first rays of moonlight in the night sky suddenly pierced the sky.

An indescribable aura instantly appeared in the heavens and the earth, slowly condensing with the passage of time.

Lin Xuan suddenly had a shadow in front of him, looking like a hazy moonlight condensing out, and he could barely distinguish between reality and fiction.

"You and those juniors combined, you can't stop my junior brothers, maybe I should also go out of the mountain......"

Although the voice is vicissitudes, it is still more ethereal, and it seems extremely illusory, as if it is just an illusion.

......

Wanglin Pavilion.

A young man sat on top of a tall building, his eyes wandering as he played with the white jade wine glass in his hand.

Lin Xuan had been in this new world for almost three months, and he had a rough idea of what kind of place this was.

During this time, he has traveled a lot of places, killed many people, and has been chased for thousands of miles, although there are twists and turns along the way, but the final result is still thrilling.

There is also cultivation in this place, but it is not Qi training, but Dharma enlightenment.

And the law is divided into two kinds, one is martial arts tricks, and the other is magic.

There is no qi here, whether it is the breath of a cultivator or the true qi of a mortal, people rely on their own perception of all things to drive the Fa.

This was very absurd and incredible, because in Lin Xuan's cognition, many cultivators who were about to become immortals were only at the surface of their comprehension of the Fa.

In other words, people who have achieved extremely high achievements in this world will become giants if they pull one to send to other worlds.

The Dharma in the world today is divided into nine realms.

The first glimpse of the doorway, a little success, mastery, integration, outstanding, peaking, superb...... and the final Void Realm!

After breaking through the realm of turning into nothingness, it can only be regarded as the first step in the cultivation of this world.

In this place, after comprehending the meaning, it is called a kind of genre.

People will depict what they have realized in their dantian, some people are carving moves, some people are depicting spells, and some people are painting mountains, water, and the world, which can be elaborated as a thousand strange.

When Lin Xuan learned the news, he didn't come back to his senses for several days.

Behind the realm of dissolving the void is the artistic conception, and the sword intent he has comprehended himself is in this realm.

Even if he comprehended the sword intent, after arriving in this world, he was only a beginner.

Lin Xuan took a deep look at the clouds in the sky, his face was extremely pale, and he felt his insignificance.

I also have a new understanding of the saying that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky.