Alive, she died...... He died, she lived......

This is another rhyme of life and death, Wang Lin suddenly had a realization in his heart at this moment.

Taoism has clouds, looks at mountains as mountains, looks at water as water, and here in Wang Lin, he has his own understanding.

Seeing life is life, and seeing death is death, this is just the first meaning of the artistic conception of life and death.

When he was in the alliance of the four factions, Wang Lin saw that the four factions were wiped out by the snowy region, and when he saw the scene of the god-transforming monk who gave him feathers, at the last moment of his life, he also wanted to stain the snowy region with blood, and his heart was shocked, and there were vague signs of breakthrough.

Life and death, often only a thin line apart, sometimes, obviously dead, but born in people's hearts, sometimes, obviously alive, but no change, there is a will to die.

Wang Lin's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zhou Yi's death caused Ting'er's life. The death of the son brought Zhou Yi's life again. Between life and death, it is creation that makes people.

However, the death of the two of them is not the end, but lives in another heart, in the heart.

It is not life to look at life, and it is not to look at death:.

Lin's eyes were clear. He understood.

on his earth. emerged a mood that seemed to see through life and death. At this moment. He lives and dies. Advance rapidly. Wang Lin took a deep breath. He understood. Cultivate on your own. It's going to break through.

mid-term. No longer far away.

After the incarnation. Comprehend the artistic conception. It is an important means to break through the cultivation of the land. Once the artistic conception breaks through. Then the cultivation is a breakthrough in general. It won't be more than ten years.

It's like a container. If it is only the size of a fist, there will naturally be only so much liquid in the mainland. But the artistic conception breaks through. But it enlarged the container several times. Although at this stage. its inland liquid. Or so many fists. But there are no limits to grow. When it grows again to several times the size of the container. It is a breakthrough in cultivation.

At this time. The Great Luo Sword Sect Sword Venerable Ling Tiantian's speed was very fast. The woman in white threw herself down and stretched out her big hand. its objectives. It was the two fairy swords, one big and one small.

Zhou looked at the woman in white blankly, his body and mind were blank, without all thoughts, and the old man in the green shirt acted like ice water sprinkled in boiling oil, which immediately ignited Zhou Yi's anger.

As soon as his body moved, a golden light appeared in his body with a wave of his hand, and his whole body turned into a huge sword shadow, roaring away at a speed as fast as lightning.

Under the shadow of this sword, the sky was darkened, and the earth cracked.

The old man in the green shirt changed his complexion, and he didn't dare to take the sword again, he could feel that the sword light had a will to destroy everything in it.

Without any hesitation, the old man in green shirt immediately turned around, shouted, folded his hands, and when he pulled it away, a sword light appeared in front of him, and with a push, he rushed towards the sword shadow that Zhou Yi had turned into.

"Bang"

The old sword light collapsed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the black finger print on his chest immediately spread, more than twice as large.

"This immortal finger print is too domineering, the old man was injured today, he didn't wave all his cultivation, and now he has taken a fairy sword from the left and right, that's it!" The old man in the green shirt stepped back, and without saying a word, his right hand tore beside him, and suddenly a huge hole opened in the void, and the direction of the crack was where the Heavenly Fortune Star Daluo Sword Sect was, and his body flashed, and he was about to drill into it.

At this time, the sword shadow that Zhou turned into was faster, and came with an amazing roar and a crazy impact.

The old man's face changed greatly, he turned around and drilled into the crack without saying a word, and at the same time, he summoned his right hand, and the unicorn beast that had been lying on the ground shook its head, turned into a blue light, and disappeared into the crack with him.

The cracks quickly merged, but the sword shadow that Zhou Yi turned into rushed in at the moment it closed, chasing after it.

If you don't kill this person, you won't return!

The catastrophe of the Great Luo Sword Sect unfolded with Zhou Yi's rush.

All this happened very quickly, that is, in a few breaths, as the crack disappeared, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and hundreds of monks with different cultivation levels turned their eyes to the female corpse that was about to fall to the ground from mid-air.

Beside the female corpse, the two fairy swords immediately caused everyone to breathe heavily.

However, at the moment when the female corpse was about to land, suddenly her body moved, together with the two fairy swords, turned into a white light, and rushed towards Wang Lin in the crowd.

Wang Lin was stunned, gritted his teeth and flipped his right hand, and there was an extra pagoda in his hand, and the female corpse flickered, along with the two fairy swords, and disappeared into the pagoda.

Immediately, everyone's eyes shifted to Wang Lin, and these eyes were full of greed.

The tiger beside Wang Lin was also cloudy and uncertain at this time, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly, took a few steps back, and was silent.

Wang Lin's eyes were gloomy, and he put away the pagoda, he didn't expect that in the end, this female corpse and the fairy sword would actually fly to him, so that he immediately became the target of everyone.

"This fellow Daoist, two fairy swords, you give me one, I will mix the eight people of the Yuan Sect, keep you safe, how!" At this time, an old man in black stepped forward

Said gloomily.

Behind him, seven people immediately followed, and their eyes unabashedly showed greed. Their footsteps did not stop, but kept moving forward.

"Three late stage of god transformation, eight middle stage of god transformation, and the rest are all early stage ......of god transformation," Wang Lin took a deep breath, swept his cold eyes around, and his heart immediately sank.

There were no less than 100 monks around, and all of them were in the stage of transforming into gods, which was not a force he could resist at all.

"Mixed Yuan Sect, what kind of thing, Daoyou, if you give me a fairy sword, my Heavenly Demon Gate, keep you safe!" A middle-aged man in a blue shirt took a few steps forward, looked at the people of the Mixed Yuan Sect with contempt, and said.

"Mixed Yuan Sect, Heavenly Demon Sect, it's just a clown on the beam, these two fairy swords, my Heaven and Earth ** Sect is determined to win!" A long laugh came out of the crowd, and then, a figure quickly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Wang Lin.

As soon as this person moved, it immediately caused a chain reaction, and nearly a hundred monks, all of whom rushed over.

Wang Lin frowned, at this moment, the current person was already approaching, this person was old, his hair was gray, and his eyes showed the color of ambition, his cultivation was in the middle stage of transforming into a god!

At the moment when he came, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he knew that he couldn't retreat now, once he retreated, it would be a catastrophe, he looked calm, raised his right hand, and looked at this person! The artistic conception of life and death immediately came with a bang.

As soon as the gray-haired old man's body approached, his eyes immediately stared, and under the other party's finger, there was no spiritual power fluctuation, but there was a strange artistic conception in his body.

"The artistic conception in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, I dare to show off in front of the old man!" The old man's eyes showed a trace of disdain, and his body did not stop, but the speed was faster.

The old man knew very well that the artistic conception attack was a unique attack method for the Divine Transformation Monk, but this artistic conception attack was extremely dangerous, and if he was not careful, he would be distraught.

It's just that attacking him, the cultivation of the middle stage of the god, with the artistic conception of the early stage of the god, is hitting the stone with an egg.

"Looking for death!" The old man smiled fiercely, and the inner artistic conception of the original spirit moved, wanting to cleanly wipe out the artistic conception of the other party.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he spat lightly: "What is life!"

At this moment, his eyes were clear, and in his heart, he thought of the scene of the four faction alliance's god-transforming cultivators, and the moths were like moths fighting fires and staining the snowy region.

The gray-clothed old man who came from the impact, his face changed greatly, he immediately noticed that the artistic conception of his body was a little weird, and his artistic conception was unstoppable under all his strength, and almost instantly, his whole mind seemed to be unconsciously integrated into the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

Frightened, he immediately retreated, but before he could take a few steps, his face turned pale, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he knelt cross-legged on the ground without saying a word, closing his eyes and meditating.

Behind Wang Lin, a circle of gray aura suddenly appeared, and in this aura, a gray aura slowly dispersed, forming a huge picture, but this painting was not condensed, but extremely blurred, as if the wind would dissipate when it blew.

There are only black and white colors in this picture, which is quite monotonous, but when this picture appears, all the people around him immediately stop, and their eyes show shock.

"What kind of mood is this!!"

"What kind of artistic conception does this person use to transform into a god? Why does this black-and-white picture make me feel a sense of horror!"

"Reincarnation, this is the axis of reincarnation of life and death!!"

Although black and white are simple, this black represents death, and this white represents vitality.

Wang Lin's figure, in front of this huge picture, had a feeling like reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao, he looked at the gray-clothed old man, and spat out again: "What is death?"

Behind the gray-clothed old man, a series of phantoms suddenly flashed, and in this phantus, it can be seen that there are two white old men, who are looking kindly at a middle-aged man kneeling on the ground.

This person's artistic conception is filial piety!

But immediately, the phantom collapsed, and in its place, it was the same black and white picture.

The gray-clothed old man's body trembled, opened his eyes suddenly, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, the whole person suddenly withered, his eyes were dim, his artistic conception was broken, the Dao heart was forcibly wiped out, and the cultivation of the god transformation period, without the artistic conception, immediately fell.

Wang Lin sighed lightly, stepped forward, and pointed the index finger of his right hand at the center of the old eyebrows.

"Bang"

The old man's head suddenly turned into a piece of flesh and exploded, and his body immediately fell.

"Although my cultivation is in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, but the artistic conception has just reached the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and the artistic conception of life and death has reached the second level, and the red butterflies in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, I dare to fight, let alone you......" Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light, and he looked around.

At a glance, the people around them were silent, but the greed in their eyes did not dissipate at all.

In their opinion, although Wang Lin's artistic conception is powerful, there is only one person, and today, he will definitely die!

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he said softly: "You, haven't you appeared yet?" (to be continued, if you want to know how to know the future chapters, more chapters!)

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