The monks in the sky are ready to move.

In their eyes, Lin Yi is not a big devil, a Jindan monk, or an innocent lamb now.

It is a treasure box shining with golden light.

This is clearly a treasure boy!

In the sky,

The sword made of cloud was like a sword of Damocles hanging above everyone's heads.

But this supreme sword intent is only aimed at cultivators above the Jindan realm and cultivators of the Jindan realm. Under the temptation of immediate interests, they did not notice the strange cloud in the sky at all.

"Let us do our best to heaven and kill demons and eliminate demons!"

After Yi Lin slapped and smashed two letter nails, the slight sound made seemed to be a signal.

Everyone was afraid that Lin Yi would be cheating, so after a "bang", the golden elixir monks all over the sky came out to drive their magic weapons and fly swords with their pure energy to kill Lin Yi.

This numbing scene did not scare Wang Xiaohu, but instead made his eyes burst.

He was about to take action to help Brother Lin, but unexpectedly, Zen Master Tianxin beside him recited a Buddha's name, which made Wang Xiaohu's ears buzz around him. The gathered true energy disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he could no longer raise any strength, just like an ordinary person.

"Master Tianxin!"

Wang Xiaohu lay on the wooden fish in a embarrassed posture, and he looked at Zen Master Tianxin of Ping'an Temple with hatred and anger.

"madness!"

On the side, Zen Master Kashyapa was so angry that he hit Wang Xiaohu's bare head with a bang, almost knocking Wang Xiaohu into a concussion.

Wang Xiaohu was knocked like a sudden enlightenment and became a little more awake when he was knocked down.

He remembered the boundless anger that surged in his heart at that moment, and was secretly frightened, but in terms of reason, he also felt that his anger was very normal, but it was inappropriate. So Wang Xiaohu stood up in a mess, bit his lower lip, and looked at Lin Yi, who had been beaten by the attacks of the monks, and in a mute voice, he shouted, "Master Tianxin, he is my brother. It is my Wang Xiaohu, the only brother of a different surname in this world!"

"What are brothers?"

Zen Master Tianxin sighed.

"Life and die together, without regrets!"

"Even if you let him down?"

Zen Master Tianxin glanced at Wang Xiaohu deeply.

Wang Xiaohu was stunned when he heard this.

Buddhists like to play riddles when speaking, and like to guess. When Wang Xiaohu first entered the industry, he felt very uncomfortable, but over time, he got used to the masters' chat style of "talking hidden nine points". At that moment, he took a deep breath. In the flash, Wang Xiaohu was thinking about the words of Zen Master Tianxin over and over again.

Buzz…

Wang Xiaohu sat cross-legged and meditated on the huge wooden fish.

As he sings a little around him, circles of golden precious lights rippled in the night sky with his eyebrows as the middle.

Wang Xiaohu sat on the wooden fish, his tight eyebrows gradually calmed down, and the anger and sadness in his heart became as calm as a sage in just a few seconds.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva observes all things to be born endlessly...the ability to see the divine eyes."

Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes.

A golden light flashed faintly at the edge of his dark eyes.

In Wang Xiaohu's eyes, Lin Yi, who was surrounded by countless flying sword magic weapons, seemed to have a faint wisp of blue smoke ignited above his head.

The blue smoke surrounds and rises, only burning in the long distance, and then disappearing into the void.

After a moment,

The calm Wang Xiaohu looked shocked again: "Brother Lin is not long after his life! But this is... why! It is impossible! Brother Lin is healthy! This is unscientific!"

"Amitabha," Zen Master Tianxin clasped his hands together: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. The face of the donor Lin is the most strange thing that I have seen in my life. "If I don't see the way I come, I will have no place to return." But he has reached the end of his life, and everything has fate. Although the donor Lin Yi is not happy with me, everything he has done now may be his last wish before the West, Chunzhen, why should you force it?"

When Wang Xiaohu turned on his half-baked "Sky Eye Wisdom" and scanned Lin Yi like a scanner, although Wang Xiaohu didn't know why Brother Lin did this, but he must have his own difficulties and reasons for doing this.

boom!

Wang Xiaohu's eyes turned black,

The last thing that Yi Lin said echoed in his mind came back and forth:

"If there is a next life, see you again in the next life."

...

...

Yi Lin started a melee with the monks.

He was the party who was beaten up.

The texture of the free method emerges on Yilin's wrists.

The "throne" floating in the void blooms brightly above Yilin's spiritual sea.

When all the "variables" are disassembled into parts and integrated into the "throne", when Yi Lin wants to use it, she can pick it up and be round and freely.

Facing the monks all over the sky,

Yi Lin's thin and pale face showed an extremely confident light.

He is not a monk.

He is an apostle,

A spiritual apostle who is known for his spirit.

He believed that the evolutionary direction he had implemented along the way might not be the best, but it would definitely be the most suitable for him!

“Knowledge is the most priceless treasure house,”

"I'm traveling through the dimension,"

“Read thousands of books,”

"Aware of the truth,"

"The palm changes endlessly,"

An extremely faint phantom of the throne was suspended behind Yi Lin.

This phantom of the throne seems to be fragmented, but in the flowing light, there is a shocking mystery.

It took him so many years, day and night, under Green's guidance, Yi Lin carved his life's learning bit by bit on the "throne".

Every time Yi Lin wrote a painting on the throne, he felt that the distance was "completed" and it was getting farther and farther away.

But Yi Lin became happier because he felt that this was not a bad thing.

The sea of ​​knowledge is endless. It is precisely because of the existence of many "unknowns" that it means that he can go further on this path.

"In the words of 'you', everyone has their own way."

Yi Lin closed her eyes and felt very moved.

Time between heaven and earth did not stop. When Yi Lin made a strange conversation to himself, hundreds of flying swords instantly penetrated his thin body.

What surprised hundreds of Golden Pill monks was that when the flying sword penetrated Lin Yi's body, there was no trace left, as if it had penetrated the air, giving people the illusion of unreality.

Immediately afterwards,

"Swords have swords..."

Yi Lin's voice rang hundreds of meters away.

Everyone turned around,

But I saw that there was a strange addition to Lin Yi there at some time.

They were preparing to attack the "second" Lin Yi,

As soon as the voice changed, the voice of "third" Lin Yi sounded again among the monks.

"The devil has a devil's way,"

The fourth Lin Yi: "Buddha has Buddha's path,"

The fifth Lin Yi: "The demon has a demon's way,"

The sixth Lin Yi: "There are strange ways,"

The seventh Lin Yi: "There is a right way,"

The eighth Lin Yi: "People are human."

The ninth Lin Yi: "God... also has Shinto."

In the sky,

Lins appeared one after another,

Each forest is either sitting, standing, or lying.

Each Lin Yi has different postures and different movements.
To be continued...