Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 375 The Law of Space Breaks the Boundary

In the painting world, there is a mess.

Lin Su had a bloody battle with the giant magic wolf whose strength was comparable to that of a master of the sky. There was a bloodstain.

But Lin Su didn't care about all of this at all, he was already going crazy.

Turning around, the long sword pierced through the air, and stabbed the giant demon wolf viciously with the blue and white flowers in his arms. This blow has already demonstrated another domineering momentum from his sword-breaking style.

The demon wolf let out a sharp roar, and its sharp claws suddenly grew three feet, turning into five long swords, and accurately met them.

With a bang, the long sword and sharp claws collided.

The blue and white flowers on the top of the long sword in Lin Su's palm were shattered, and his men also flew ten feet away, and the huge body of the demon wolf stopped abruptly.

The blue and white flowers of Lin Su's Sword Dao were shaken apart. On the surface, it was a harbinger of failure, but there was a smile on his face.

Because he knew that his Sword Intent Blue Flower had finally broken through.

The way of the sword is difficult to cultivate, and the most difficult thing is that it is difficult to grow the sword intent.

Just a single sword intent has stumped tens of millions of practitioners, and ninety percent of the practitioners have been cultivating for a lifetime, but they can't touch the edge of the sword intent.

After stepping into the threshold of Sword Intent, each subsequent level is even more difficult to reach the blue sky.

In such a short period of time, Lin Su cultivated to the Sword Intent Blue Flower Realm, which is an anecdote in the world, but now, under extreme pressure, at the critical point of life and death, he has actually stepped through the first stage of the Blue Flower Realm: Blue and white on the top of the sword, and step into the second stage of the blue and white realm: Jian Rong blue and white.

The former is the top and the latter is the fusion.

In the former, only the tip of the sword is sword intent, in the latter, the entire sword is sword intent.

The blue and white water turned into flowing water, flowing all over the long sword, and his long sword was filled with blue light...

With a whoosh, Lin Su jumped up, and the demon wolf on the opposite side rushed forward with bared teeth and claws.

Chi!
The green sword flew across the sky, and the wolf was split into two halves.

The power of this sword has tripled compared to just now.

Once the head wolf was killed, the remaining wolves were just food on the plate. Lin Su stepped on Zhou Tian nine steps, and the blue light swept across the audience. In a short time, more than a hundred demon wolves were all killed.

In the sky, the army of crows was still circling, and Lin Su soared into the sky. After about an hour, the sky cleared.

He stepped on the dark void, his hair was windless, like the king of the night.

Although the fight was fast and the battle strength soared, Lin Su was very anxious.

He clearly knew that at this moment, it was not the time to compete with this painting world at all. At this moment, he should be in the Xundao Garden.

However, he still doesn't know how to get out of this painting world.

If he couldn't get out of the painting world, he would completely miss Qinglian's discussion.

This is not the most terrible situation, the most terrible situation is: he will die!
In this painting world, he has nothing to eat, nothing to drink, no replenishment of the vitality of heaven and earth, only endless fights, even hard-working people can't last for a few days.

Some people may say, isn't there a magic wolf in it?Kill and eat.

fart!This demon wolf is not a demon wolf, it turns into ink when it is killed, do you drink ink?Even if the ink contains water, you can't drink it, it's full of poison!

Wu Xinyue discussed on the platform, talking about the relationship between ink and painting.

There is a saying that is true, what kind of painting you want to draw, you have to use the kind of ink. This picture is full of spooky ghosts, and the ink used is also poison. , The essence of killing is highly unified...

The sky is covered with dark clouds, the ground is full of wolves, and another bloody battle is about to start. Lin Su raised his head to the sky and cursed: Wu Xinyue, I am the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!

Swords were drawn, and it was another round of fiercer fighting, because this time, the crow was three times bigger, the wolf was three times bigger, there were also a group of snakes, and a group of strange creatures that Lin Su had never seen before. , like the four different images who escaped from the [-]th floor of hell...

Time passed little by little.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Ten hours, twenty hours, thirty hours...

Outside the Xundao Garden, the leaders of the six holy families from the seven states of the nine countries were all sitting on the deck, with melons, fruits and fine wine in front of them, and they were tasteless.

There was a group of people sitting opposite, and the one in the middle was of course Li Tien.

There are also a few great Confucians dressed in Confucian costumes, but only he knows that these people are not professors of his college, they are high-ranking officials in the court. Today, they changed their high-ranking costumes and came to the discussion site, and they also cared about the discussion the result of.

The ancient country of Nanyang held this grand event. As the host, it should overwhelm other countries. Their goal is to overwhelm the southeast Buddhist country and regain the glory of being number one in the nine countries.

In addition, they have another hope, to witness the fourth prince Chu Feng soaring into the sky with his own eyes!
In a general feudal society, the princes of the royal family did not participate in the scientific examinations. Anyway, they didn't have to worry about not having an official position. As long as they could please their father, which official would be better than a prince?But in this world where literature and morality are respected, many things have been subverted.

The royal family will also participate in scientific research.

The fourth prince is a special case of the royal family, he is an out-and-out literary genius!
Therefore, His Majesty attaches great importance to him and hopes that he can step into the temple on his own!If the fourth prince entered the temple, then the ancient kingdom of Nanyang would establish a special bond with the temple, and the privileges and benefits he would receive in the future would be extraordinary.

In order to pave this road, the dynasty has made careful arrangements.

Asking him to worship a generation of Ci Zong Nanchu Layman as his teacher is one of the moves.

Layman Nanchu is an elder of the Holy Family of Poems, and became his disciple, half-stepping into the gate of the Holy Family.

With both the Dynasty and the Holy Family working hard, entering the Holy Temple became a possible option.

Of course, it is not so easy to enter the temple. If I am not strong, no one can do it. Therefore, Qinglian's discussion is the best platform for him to show his ability and background.

As long as his Qinglian theory becomes famous, the door of the temple will be opened to him without any hindrance.

All the foreshadowing is in place, it depends on his performance this round.

"Dean, how many Qinglian do you think His Highness can get?" An old man next to Li Tien said via voice transmission.

"In the Xundao Garden, those who are proficient in poetry are blessed by nature. When His Highness enters the garden, it is like a dragon entering the water. You can expect to break through a hundred!" A smile appeared on the corner of Li Tien's mouth.

As soon as this answer entered the old man's ears, the old man was elated.

A young man, who participated in the Qinglian Dao Discussion for the first time, won a hundred Qinglian without going to the Dao Discussion stage, who can match the young people in the world?Not to mention young people, except for the six countries of the Shang Dynasty, the power of one country may not be able to gather a hundred green lotuses!

No one knew about the exchange between the two.

And the leader of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom sitting opposite them was staring at Xundao Garden with a glint in his eyes.

Qinglian talked about the Dao, the ancient country of Nanyang has a favorable geographical position, but so what?

Qinglian discussed the Tao a hundred times, and the Buddhist kingdom in the southeast suppressed you eighty times!
This time is no exception!

You don't want to take away the position of No. [-] in the Nine Kingdoms from me!

The team leaders of the other countries looked smiling, but they were also full of lawsuits.

At least, Wei Xinyu was full of anger towards the leader of Chiguo next to him.

The Chi country is just an inferior country, and he was overwhelmed in the first link, and he couldn't bear this tone no matter what.

The leader of Chiguo was very restrained and hardly looked at him.

But the other person next to him kept looking at him. This person is the leader of the Dayu Kingdom, the century-old Rulie Qiuyang. This old man looked at Wei Xinyu, and there was always something in his eyes that he wanted to say...

Finally, he still sent Wen Dao's voice: "Wei Shouzuo, losing the first round is nothing, the second round is the key. In this round, I wonder who Wei Shouzuo expects to perform exceptionally well?"

Wei Xinyu's gaze slowly shifted over: "Thank you, Grandmaster Lie, for your words of comfort. In Da Cang's round, there are indeed people who are worth looking forward to. It's just that I'm looking forward to someone in particular, but it can't be said..."

Lie Qiuyang held up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip: "I thought Wei Shouzuo would say that he was looking forward to the legendary No. Most beneficial."

Wei Xinyu smiled and said, "Shouldn't I be looking forward to it?"

"How come? How come?" Lie Qiuyang smiled: "It's totally worth looking forward to! Definitely worth looking forward to!"

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In the blink of an eye, it was the third day of seeking Taoism!
Lin Su has just completed a tragic decisive battle in the painting world!
In a bloody battle, he used Zhou Tian's nine steps to the extreme, and every step he took was unpredictable.

His Three Swords of Dugu has really entered into great success.

His blue and white kendo has also changed again. He clearly feels that the sword is in his hand, like an arm and a finger. The sword seems to have life, and the blue light on the sword flows and changes. The harbinger of the sword fruit will become.

Sword fruit, that is the third realm of sword intent.

In the world, there is no one who can achieve the fruit of swordsmanship, and there is no one who is not a swordsman prodigy, and any cultivation sect is at the level of a direct disciple or even a holy son of the sect.

He is only one step away from the legendary realm of the practice world.

This is the myth of practice.

However, if Lin Su is allowed to make a statement, he will definitely yell, "Which bastard drew this picture, you stand up, I will kill you ten thousand times!"

Is what I want to improve the way of the sword?

What I want is to get out of this damn painting world!
Almost three days have passed, and the search is almost over, and it's over if you don't go out to play!

The sky is covered with dark clouds...

Lin Su raised his head to the sky and roared furiously. He stretched out his hand and held a wine jar in his hand. He poured half of the jar into Bai Yunbian, and started the war again!
Fortunately, he has the habit of carrying Baiyunbian wine with him. Fortunately, this Baiyunbian is made of grain and not fake. Although he hasn't eaten a single grain of rice for nearly three days, having this wine has replenished his physical strength anyway.

However, this is by no means a long-term solution...

This wave of attacks came quickly and fiercely, but Lin Su fought back fiercely with a burst of alcohol. After a big kill, a group of flying eagles were wiped out. Eyes a little suspicious of life.

Qinglian's good discussion of Dao, forcibly forced a genius of literary dao into a knight-errant, really speechless.

It won't work after all, is there any way to change it?
War poems and art of war, which are all-win, are all useless. His connection with the outside world is broken, and it is useless to write anything.

The way of swordsmanship was good, at least it saved his life for three days, but it was not enough to break through, and everything was still in vain.

So the question is, what cards does he have?Any hole card, as long as it is useful, must be used, any kind of help, as long as it is useful, it must be used...

Lin Su fell into deep thought...

Suddenly, he thought of something, to be exact, it wasn't something, but himself!

Another soul of his!
He split his primordial spirit into two with the secret technique of spiritual power, and there is another primordial spirit who is comprehending the laws of time and space.

time and space!Isn’t the painting world just space?
Lin Su's spirit was shaken, and the primordial spirit tore away the protective layer he had set up, ditching the primordial spirit who fell into the river of time and space.

That primordial spirit came out of the river of time and space, and merged with the primordial spirit of Lin Su's body.

Countless insights about time and space filled Lin Su's brain in an instant.

The theory of space is extremely profound. Fortunately, Lin Su has a foundation in modern physics. After such a long time, he has realized a little bit...

He raised his hand slowly, drawing a strange inscription pattern in the void.

The inscription pattern is complete, imprinted in the void, like a red-hot chess piece, falling on the ice, around the chess piece, several spatial cracks that are invisible to the naked eye suddenly appeared, Lin Su was shocked, and drew another one. , this time because of his agitated mind, he made a slight mistake, and the inscription pattern failed to imprint on the void and dissipated.

Lin Su restrained his mind and drew another inscription pattern, success!
Half an hour later, he drew nine inscription patterns, and the nine patterns were connected. In the void, a crack slowly formed. This is the space crack formed by the mutual extrusion of two incompatible spaces.

Nine inscription patterns are far from enough.

At least eighteen inscription patterns are required to form a circle to form a real passage.

He needs time!
At least half an hour!

During this period of time, there cannot be any disturbance, but the army of the sky once again gathered, and the army of flying eagles rushed down again. Lin Su let out a long roar, and rose into the sky. , It took only a quarter of an hour to break up the flying eagle army, but when he came back, three of the nine inscription patterns he had just drawn had disappeared.

my day!

Come again!

When he drew thirteen inscription patterns, the flying eagle army gathered again!

I'll have another day!
It's not a life for a human being to draw the inscription pattern while racing against time, and at the same time eliminate the interference as quickly as possible. Lin Su was so busy.
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(End of this chapter)