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And Tang Yue died of a serious illness two years ago, and since then, the Tang family has been depressed all day long, and soon after. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info:7777772e766f6474772e636f6d As for Evian, her parents came back when they died, but they also left in a hurry, before leaving, Evian was extremely sad, she knew that the reincarnation of heaven could not be changed, and now she is no longer the innocent little Evian she used to be, she has reached the early stage of foundation building, and has become a powerful monk.

"Huzi, you go back, I'll go out for a walk. Lin Sen got up and walked towards the street, his slightly staggering back full of twilight.

Huzi sighed lightly, in his impression, Uncle Lin was a strange old man, and this was not just because of his living habits for more than twenty years. Huzi always felt that Lin Sen had a feeling of indescribability.

Huzi took the child's hand and returned to the blacksmith shop, the child licked his lips and said happily: "Daddy, the candy that Grandpa Lin gave me is delicious, every time I finish eating, my stomach is warm."

Lin Sen walked slowly down this street, he was silent for a while, and glanced nostalgically at this street where he had lived for more than twenty years. His consciousness swept away, and he saw Huzi father and son and the busy figures on this street.

"It's time to leave" Lin Sen sighed lightly, he was standing under the beech tree at the moment, his right hand gently patted the trunk, and a majestic vitality immediately poured into Lin Sen's body, his figure, when he just walked out of the shop, still belonged to the old man who had entered the sixtieth armor, but as his right hand was placed on the beech tree, his body gradually straightened up, and the wrinkles on his face slowly disappeared, and in the end, Lin Sen had successfully transformed from a mortal to a monk.

Although he still has not turned into a god, it should be said that he is a god. However, at this moment, he was already closer to the divine peeping, mastering the artistic conception of the Mandate of Heaven and comprehending the Dao of Heaven, Lin Sen could already perceive that a feeling that seemed to be about to fly gradually appeared inside and outside his body.

It's as if there is a magical power coming down from the sky. At this time, he does not need to comprehend the way of heaven, does not need to feel the artistic conception, just look for a place, quietly retreat, and naturally reach the realm of voyeurism.

The gap between the Divine Voyeur Realm of the Immortal Realm and the Transformation Period of the Cultivation Realm is very different, the cultivation of a monk who has just entered the early stage of the Divine Voyeur is comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods, the further back he cultivates, the bigger the gap, but to what extent, Lin Sen does not know.

Lin Sen stood at the corner of the street, looked back and took a closer look at this street that had been completely renewed, this old street where he had lived for more than 20 years, every grass and tree here was reflected in his heart, and he felt a little reluctant in his heart.

After watching it for a long time, he kept all this in his heart, Lin Sen gently patted the old beech tree, its countless branches and leaves were originally dry, but they were not under Lin Sen's beat, which suddenly made the beech tree full of vitality again.

"Your fate will continue" Lin Sen sighed lightly, turned around, and disappeared in place.

Lin Sen was extremely touched by the death of Tang Yue and his wife two years ago, and he was not as good as one of the few times since his cultivation left tears after their deaths. The cycle of life and death, the destiny of heaven, is a change. At that moment, Lin Sen felt deeply.

And on the night after Tang's death, Lin Sen had an epiphany for a moment.

He saw that a person's fate can change from person to person, and even mortals can control the fate of others. Tang Yue's death undoubtedly made Tang grief-stricken, and it was this deep pain that led to Tang's life ending in a short period of time.

Since then, Lin Sen's state of mind has reached the level where he can control his cultivation, and when he touched the trunk of the zelkova tree again, he clearly felt that the vitality of the zelkova tree was passing at an extremely slow speed, and the reason for its loss of vitality was that Lin Sen was shocked to find that several feet of the ground, a kind of soil insect was eating the rhizomes of the zelkova tree in tens of thousands, and it was they who took away the vitality of the zelkova tree

"Its fate is in the hands of the earth worm, and the earth worm can be destroyed by me, and I am not controlled by the Heavenly Dao."

"What is life, the way of heaven is the way of life cultivation, cultivation is one's own life, if the way is impermanent, then the life is not oneself, if the life is not by the way, then it becomes the way of heaven"

After Lin Sen left, in the blink of an eye, another year passed.

During this year, Lin Sen did not return to the shop in Yancheng, but retreated in a deep mountain. He is always thinking, the artistic conception of destiny. Gradually, the deeper he understood this artistic conception, and his whole person, in this year, seemed to be undergoing a transformation.

He didn't know if it would cause a turmoil in the heavens and the earth at the moment of the divine peeping, but the more he felt that the deadline was coming, the more Lin Sen could feel that the divine peep had a more powerful momentum than the transformation of the gods, and it would inevitably arouse the attention of the monks at that time.

So, on this day, Lin Sen walked out of the mountains and left.

Lin Sen's goal is the Thunder Pool of the Sixiang Plain, where he will have no scruples.

Lin Sen flew all the way, and after a few days, he came to the desolate and unpredictable Sixiang Plain again.

While flying, suddenly the sky slowly darkened, dark clouds covered the day, a trace of rain fell from the sky, the rain fell more and more, almost connected into a rain curtain, Lin Sen looked up at the sky, he was quite emotional, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he first entered the Sixiang Plain.

At this time, Lin Sen slowly flew in the rain curtain, without casting a spell to disperse the rain, but the moment the rain fell on Lin Sen's body, it all disappeared into his body.

When he walked out of the rain curtain, Lin Sen was deep in his right palm, and a ball of water appeared out of thin air, this water balloon was the rain that was integrated into his body, and at this moment, he pinched it, suddenly exploded, and scattered on the ground.

Lin Sen did not pause, he flew all the way until the thunder pool, Lin Sen flew to the deepest part. This was once where the thunder dragon was, and the thunder here had turned purple and red, and the terrifying thunder slashed through countless void cracks, forming a huge thunderbolt channel connecting the void, which was the first time even Lin Sen had seen this place.

He was thinking that maybe the thunder dragon had come here from this void passage, and thinking of this, he once again remembered the city wall that appeared in the void, in the cold storm.

There are too many unknowns in this, whether it is the three realms of the Immortal Zhao Tribulation that Lu Yuan said, or this strange Four Elephant Plain, there are mysteries that Lin Sen can't see at present.

And at this moment, he no longer thinks about these things, the most important thing at the moment is to turn the immortal infant into a primordial god and step into the gods

In fact, in terms of the transformation of gods in the cultivation realm, there are two methods, the first method is to imitate the Tao. It is to imitate the artistic conception of others, this method is much simpler than the second one, it will not make people take detours, and directly perceive the artistic conception of others, but the difficulty is that few monks are willing to open their own artistic conception for people to experience, so this method is generally enjoyed by monks in the late Yuan Infant who have reached the conditions of transformation in their respective sects.

As for the second type, it is completely on oneself, comprehending the way of heaven, and finally obtaining one's own artistic conception. This method is very difficult, and it requires great perseverance and chance to succeed, but once you transform into a god with your own artistic conception, then in terms of cultivation, you will far surpass the former.

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