All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 391
Scholar Luo Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, come one by one."

As soon as the robe was turned, two futons appeared on the ground, and the two sat one by one.

Luo Feng smiled and said: "First answer the question of the Tianni Bead, this bead is a medium."

"Situ Nan should know its origin best."

With a flash in his eyes, Wang Lin took out the Sky-Defying Bead from his bosom and hovered it in his hand.

"Situ, Situ..."

Wang Lin yelled a few times, but he didn't know if it was because he was too tired, or because Luo Feng, a mysterious Taoist, Situ Nan didn't come out for a long time.

Seeing this, Luo Feng squeezed the air, and shouted: "Second Suzaku, where is Situ Nan?"

Before the words fell, a ignorant soul body appeared on the spot.

With a wave of his robe, good fortune poured in, and Situ Nan, who was originally weak and speechless, seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. His soul and body were clear and full of energy, and he manifested the body of a ghost.

Situ Nan was overjoyed by closing his eyes and resting his mind to realize the changes in his soul body. After becoming a soul body, even if Situ Nan was a monk who was aspiring to the top of his life, he could no longer practice. He felt the deep malice of the world and wanted to disintegrate himself and pull him into the world Great reincarnation.

Even without the protection of the heavenly beads, it is very likely that someone will capture and refine it into a magic weapon. After all, the soul of a monk is also a great training material.

Now, to achieve the body of ghosts and immortals, although he can live up to his pure yang body, he can move freely, not be rejected by heaven and earth, and has the possibility of practicing.

Situ Nan took a deep breath, cupped his fists and bowed, "Situ Nan thank you for saving my life, senior!"

Luo Feng nodded and said, "Tell Wang Lin about the origin of this bead."

Patting Wang Lin's shoulder, Situ Nan pondered for a while and said, "This bead, at first..."

Situ Nan eloquently talked about how he obtained the bead and how he hid it with his body, starting from the Tianni bead.

After careful calculation, most of Situ Nan's life is closely related to a bead.

"Such Situ Nan, such a heavenly pearl."

"Wang Lin, do you think they are real or fake?"

Luo Feng asked

Wang Lin was silent for a long time, then nodded: "It's true."

Luo Feng showed a slight smile, took a sip of tea, and then slowly said: "As for the origin of the teacher, he is just an ordinary Taoist who transforms the gods."

"Come here because you have a predestined relationship with me."

Wang Lin raised his head suspiciously and looked at Situ Nan.

He is just a little cultivator at the alchemy stage now, any Nascent Soul can kill him, not to mention the ability to transform a Nascent Soul like an ant.

In Wang Lin's limited cognition, Nascent Soul old monster is an old man of one sect, and the realm of transforming gods seems to be the pinnacle.

Further up, it is not something a third-level cultivator can know.

Situ Nan had a smile on his face, mmp in his heart
He was also an aspiring great monk during his lifetime, and he was expected to take the second step of cultivation. He had experienced many battles, and he had never seen any kind of spirit transformation.

If Master Wang Lin was really a transformation spirit, he would have eaten the two futons on the spot!

Just about to speak, Luo Feng looked over with a half-smile.

In an instant, Situ Nan said in a dignified manner: "As we all know, Huashen and Huashen cannot be generalized. I have seen a Huashen beheaded a monk who was extremely angry when he was extremely angry!"

Wang Lin nodded, no longer entangled with this issue, whether it is the transformation of the god, or above the transformation of the god, it is very powerful for an alchemy.

"As for the last question."

"who are you?"

"You are Wang Lin, you are the son of your parents, a disciple of Luo Feng, a student of Situ Nan, a monk of Zhao Guo, and a disciple of Hengyue Sect."

"Are these you?"

Luo Feng asked

Wang Lin pondered for a while, nodded deeply and said, "Of course it's me."

"Isn't this the end?"

Luo Feng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The important thing is not who you are, but who you believe you are?"

"Believe or not. Believe it or not."

"This is Fengzhi Cultivation Practice!"

If other people hear this side's remarks, they will not have an immediate epiphany, but also a feeling in their hearts.

But Wang Lin has been a disciple of Luo Feng for many years, and he has a deep understanding of the teacher's skills.

Wang Lin took a deep breath: "Teacher, you can't fool me, you can't go around."

"You know what I want to ask..."

Luo Feng's expression froze, looking at the sky, speechless.

The child is old, so it's not easy to fool around. If it was a private school, Wang Lin heard the chicken soup and promised to go home in a hurry.

I didn't expect to see you for a few years, and you have become old fritters.

After a long silence, Luo Feng shook his head, picked up a grain of light, and said, "Did you see it? This is one."

Situ Nan and Wang Lin both looked over.

I saw that Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and the brilliance overlaps, infinitely derived, from point to line, from line to surface, from surface to body...

Complicated and intertwined, piercing into the void, ubiquitous, self-contained.

Luo Feng said leisurely: "This is Wang Lin, that is Wang Lin, they are all Wang Lin."

"Time and space is an interesting concept. Every time a choice is made, a Wang Lin will be born."

"Each of them is Wang Lin."

"Wang Lin, do you understand?!"

Situ Nan was ignorant, with a confused look on his face.

Wang Lin, who can be called the son of the universe with his comprehension, his pupils were full of light. He seemed to understand a little bit, but he didn't understand a little bit.

After pondering for a while, Wang Lin stretched out his arm and drew two parallel lines, two parallel lines that did not intersect.

"Teacher, is that so?"

Luo Feng shook his head, stretched out his hand, and connected the two parallel lines into a Mobius ring, changing from finite to infinite, from variable to definite.

"That's right."

Wang Lin muttered in disbelief, "How did you do this?"

Luo Feng walked towards the house, took out a piece of paper, pen and ink, made a picture of a group of people on it, and wrote a line of words.

Pointing to the figure painting, Luo Feng said: "They also think it's impossible."

"However, apart from painting, the painter can do it."

"What is this?" Wang Lin asked impatiently

"Tread the sky!"

Luo Feng said leisurely

When the two characters were placed together, thunder sounded in the sky, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and I felt angry for the two words that blasphemed the sky.

Luo Feng looked up at the sky and sneered.

God, who is not God these days.

"Besides, the matter of characters, since the hastily created characters, belongs to the way of humanity and is not bound by the way of heaven."

"Imagination, this is the foundation of all living beings, it's not your business."

"Not going away yet!"

As soon as the words were spoken, in an instant, the dark clouds and the thunderous sky became calm again.

Luo Feng's words are important, but what's more important is that in a certain time and space, a black robe is staring at Lu Mo ruthlessly, with unrestrained killing intent.

"Silence"

In the vast field, on the back of a green bull, a tall old man called softly

Lu Mo immediately turned around, restrained his killing intent, and said respectfully, "Teacher."

The old man said lightly: "The highest goodness is like water. Water is good for all things without fighting for it. It is the way. This is not a thing of the way..."

Lu Mo nodded thoughtfully

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help laughing: "It's good to have enlightenment, and today I will teach you a method, which is called: One Qi Transforms Three Purities."

Lu Mo was stunned for a moment, the supernatural powers that were hard to come by in the past are now so easy to come by.

"Why don't you want to?"

"Yes, yes."

Lu Mo expressed gratitude, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At some point, even Lu Mo himself didn't notice that a clone who could only kill had learned to laugh.

(End of this chapter)