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Thirty-eighth chapter jump, still do not jump? Lin Yunxin is irritating, the piano is in his ear, more messy, sharp harsh, , is more difficult than the crow.

It's hard to imagine that someone can make the piano and make so hard.

Even for beginners, it is afraid that it is not so much.

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The sharp piano tune becomes weak, but this suddenly modulates, but Lin Yun is more uncomfortable.

It is like a flies, flying around, but I can't take it.

The calm look in his eyes, gradually wavy, and the beautiful face of the handsome face.

I am not annoying? , gradually become anger, anger.

It is like a river's decissete, and it is unable to pick up, gather in Lin Yunxin, more fierce.

Jump!

When the anger is suppressed to the time-made, Lin Yun is flashing, lifts the feet, and wants to jump.

When you want to jump, a cold wind blows from the abyss to make it easier in your mind.

Lin Yun wake up in an instant, the face is slightly changed, the figure flashes, and it is a few steps.

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I have been retreating to the cliff to stop, and I have closed my eyes.

The piano has not stopped, and it is still surrounded by the ear.

After a long time, he quickly opened his eyes, the eyes, a clear, empty clear.

It's not a piano mess, and the disturbance is entered.

But his heart, it was chaotic.

Intisively passed the cliff near 50 days, endless loneliness and loneliness, unconsciously affected his mood.

Broken mystery, restoration, hopeless; swordsman can not be refined, complete congenital swords, is far from time to ... years, small, can only draw some Chinese and untrue, can you kill? Can't!

His heart has long been messy.

Since Into the Sword Pavilion Since the Sword, its strong rise, the strength has improved daily.

First break the pirief, in the acquaintance of the dragon, and master the sword, heavily bloody fruit, then in the secret state of the magic lotus, it is more mad, the top ten layers, creating a legend.

He is in a smooth water, although there is a life and death experience, but it is also a boom.

The total energy insurance is raised, and the strength is again rising.

Unconsciously, he has long used to the growth rate of its own strength.

Everyone is Tao, he is Tianjiao, is a enchanting ... Although he is not stealing, he can't recognize it.

Nowadays, the strength is suddenly slow, and it doesn't even enter the back, this kind of drop, let him not accept it.

Moreover, there is still a bad thing.

The piano is just a catalyst, although there is no piano, so, it will become a magic in the morning and evening.

Nirvana rebirth? I am afraid that I have only Nirvana, I have no rebirth.

Fortunately, I finally wake up, I didn't really jumped.

Otherwise, it is really auspicious, and in the abyss, it will be mistaken for life.

Just ... my sword, what is the road? Lin Yun looked at the sky, and it was rare to flash in the eyes. He did not cover up, only the purest confusion.

In the weekdays, the feeling of a young man giving people is not shocked, and I can't help.

It seems that all the bamboo is in the chest, and the humiliation is not shocked.

It can be short-year-old, and the eyes are not open.

This is a dilemma, confused and bitter cannot be avoided, and the trouble is also.

Deep breathing, Lin Yunxin is gradually quiet, and the messy piano does not seem to be so suspect.

After half a ring, remove the Qing Xuan transcript.

Half a month ago, the years were cultivated to two, and he mastered many of the two-piece spirit.

The power is too heavy, only give up because it cannot be killed.

Everything is thinking, but it is anxious.

"People can't always be smooth, and it is impossible to think about things under the sky. I don't think about him.

Not entangled, the piano sound, is not in the power of irritability.

With the mountain rock, it is full of cloudy, Lin Yun will look at this "Tianshu".

Come.

Qing Xuan's transcript, a total of 36 pages, each page is a picture of a spiritual tattoo, a mysterious and boundless, and the road is hidden.

It can be said that it is a book, and it is not over.

For a long time, this Qing Xuan pen is recorded in Lin Yun's eyes, a blank, can only see blurred traces.

Today, the years have broken through the two, maybe there is a relative.

He is aware of his idea, immersed in the refurbishment of Qing Xuan's transcript, the piano is taking the piano.

Three days later, his eyes stared at the first page of the Qingxuan transcript.

Compared with the initial blank, he can see some Xuwen, and take out the hidden spirit.

"This is flame pattern.

"This is Thunder Yunli.

"This is ... sword pattern?"

"Interesting, actually with three flame patterns, with a Geng Golden grain, smashed a new sword pattern, the owner of this record as a true color.

No wonder I can't understand it before, I will never even two products, let alone these mutual variants.

Time passed, unknown, Lin Yun forgot, so the whole heart is immersed in it.

Even he did not notice that in his eyes, the drawing drawn by this first page gradually became clear.

He first saw a broken mountain peak, endless gravel, carrying a fierry front.

It's like a road, dense, and it is broken.

Next, he saw a tiger.

Accurately, it should be a half-tiger arm, falling from the sky, the pound of the pound, the oppressed, the mouth is pluritating, and there is a non-stop.

Boom!

I don't know how long I have passed, the full picture of this page, finally did it showed before Lin Yun.

This is a, hovering the mountain river illustration.

Just the palm of the painting, not the palm of the human war, but a half arm that has been tiger.

The tiger is filled in the ground, the mountain peak, the ground is broken, and the ground is exploded countless gap, and it is incomparable.

In the drawing, there is no intact object, the tiger has only half an arm, the peak is flat, and the ground is frying.

Come on, that is, endless gravards, such as the arrow, highly dense, and highlight the horror of the tiger.

Lin Yun's heart shocked, he looked at it, and his eyes were tedied, and many spiritual graphs were constantly flashing.

The whole picture, but there is thousands of two-piece spirit, outlined, and then a pen, cast this shocking, the air, the air, the mountain river map.

"The big hand, the spirit is able to derive such a horrible picture, I don't know what the master of this Qing Xuan's transcript.

Lin Yunxin gave birth to many thoughts, sighing, shocking.

At the same time, in his mind, there is a smooth and hidden information.

Its look is gradually clear, and then the light is flashed.

After this information is absorbed, his face reveals a little excited look, and quickly close the eyes and carefully.

The mystery of Qing Xuan's transcript, at a moment, finally was mastered by Lin Yun.

It turns out that the owner of this Qingxuan transcript, the real means left, is the realization of the spirit of the trip, and it is branded in the body.

This is a secret, named after the secret, can derive the authenticity into a spiritual pattern, and write a drawing with the body.

Once you encounter the enemy, you can sacrifice the painting, and the opponent.

"Interest!

Lin Yun opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed.

If it is a common person, even if you understand the painting, it is afraid that it is difficult to draw success.

He is different, it has mastered the years of heart, condensed the real yuan with the strength of the years, and the writing spirit is easy.

Then, the very time and patience of drawing the scroll, others are afraid that they will not cost the heart, delay cultivation.

Lin Yun is different, this is a thoughts, he has time and patience.

When you are not hesitating, you will carefully.

After four days, the essentials of thousands of machines were fully grasped.

It is sitting in a knee, ten fingers change, intertwined into different handprints, light bloom, dazzling, changing.

When I was successful, Lin Yunxin, immersed in a magical space.

In his vitro, the vitami flower in Dantian, many people have a small person, with hands as a pen, and hook around the 18th circle of the surrounding.

The optical line is the force of the years, it is like water waves, and it is rumored.

It is a thousand-machine printing, condensed the real yuan with the strength of the years, and writing the spirit and drawing this Hill River.

True drawing, only discovering the difficulty, far more imagination.

It is not simple to copy, directly put this thousands of spiritual grain out, but the ring ring is deducted, strictly seamless, the gods are smart, the difference is a mortus, and it cannot be painted.

Slightly a pool, you will be up.

Several times, Lin Yun has been successfully drawn, and it is found that the filament is discovered in the moment of the pen.

Seven days of hard work, suddenly wasteful.

"Is there any failure?"

After a continuous failure, let Lin Yun exhausted, and the look is sluggish.

I took out the Qing Xuan pen from the arms, Lin Yun once again, and every detail did not forget.

No, my details should be no mistake, among which the charm and smart changes, I have not forgotten, but why still didn't work.

What is the problem? Lin Yun's eyes, dead and staring at this crushing mountain river map, just like a magic.

Is it!

Suddenly, Lin Yun was so cheerful, and finally wanted to go out.

This is the crushing mountain river map, although only half of the arm, but the tiger that is not fully appeared, his momentum is filled in every corner of the drawing.

If you have a palm, you can shoc to earth, then this tiger is a gods, you can't say it.

It is possible to imply the domineering of the full picture, which will never draw success.

In detail, Lin Yun fruit is not, and I have a hidden spirit pattern in the picture.

These spiritual grains, even if you stare, you can't capture.

Only I realized that I haven't appeared, I can use this as a clue, and the layer is unveiled.

This one of the hidden two-piece spirit is simply unspeakable. It is clear to the full picture. It can be seen, but there is no trace.

Waiting until the sash is peeled, and after discovering, it will be found in it, everywhere is everywhere.

Lin Yunhe Shang Qingxuan transcription, long time without saying.

For the owner of this Qingxuan pen, admire to the point where you can't speak, that feels, alpine, and feel good.

It is shocking and brings a deep frustration.

"There is a day outside the sky, someone outside people ... this world is big, I have a sense, I am afraid that the Iceberg is not counting.

Lin Yun sighed, and he could have an infinite pride.

Thinking about the cliff, you can't restrict his heart, his heart, truly out this cage at this moment.

The young eyes swept the haze, clearly tired face, but also because of the eyes, it became boundless.

The piano once again sounded again, in Lin Yuner, becoming that it is not so punctured.

Perhaps, the piano has not changed, and it is only a heart.

In the eyes of Lin Yun, I went to pay this piano, he just want to try this time.

This time, he has 100% grasp, draw this, the mountain river map!

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