The so-called Xuan, Xuan is the door of all wonders and the source of all laws, and Ming naturally refers to the netherworld, which symbolizes death.
As the thirty major sects under Xuanhong Daojun who master the Middle Way, the power of the Xuanming Sect monks is also at the top of the pyramid in the entire world of cultivation.
And Yinjiu is the disciple with the most excellent qualifications and strength among the Xuanming Sect.
He is so excellent that he does not need magic weapons and magic swords to protect himself.
In the battle between Taoists, the competition is always about each other's Taoism and Taoism.
The ten fingers moved together to create a series of mysterious handprints.
Each handprint lit up a character with a flashing black light in the air.
In Lin Yisheng's golden eyes, these characters were not any known characters, but feeling the strong meaning of death in them, it was naturally not difficult to understand the meaning of these characters.
"It's Mingwen!"
Akabane was well-informed and could see the origin of these characters at a glance.
At this time, he also came closer and looked at Lin Yisheng with a solemn expression: "How is it?
Are you sure?"
Mingwen is a type of true text.
The so-called true text is the manifestation of the origin of the great avenue in the material world.
It is a three-dimensional figure rather than a simple plane pattern.
Each true text is equivalent to the decree of the will of heaven, which is extremely complicated and requires countless Taoist practices to condense and drive.
This kind of power can only be used by monks in the Mingshen realm, and its power cannot be underestimated.
After hearing this, Lin Yisheng's expression remained as calm as water, like an ancient well, without any ripples.
Yinjiu didn't care so much.
He spent tens of millions of Taoxing to condense ten Mingwen.
But this is enough.
This is the original law of the great road and the decree of heaven and earth.
It is the law of death!
Ten black lights.
Attacked separately.
Each ray of light is a Hades text, and these terrifying laws containing the meaning of death are firmly locked in Lin Yisheng's soul at this moment, and there is no way to avoid it.
Lin Yisheng did not retreat, and saw three haloes of light emerging behind him.
This light wheel is pure white in color, but it also contains seven colors and dazzling light.
Countless spiritual energy and magic power are flowing endlessly in it.
The light wheel is only three feet long, but within these three feet, it seems to form an absolute realm.
As soon as Mingwen entered it, it disappeared immediately without making any sound.
"You are in the realm of Mingshen!"
Yin Jiu would have almost exploded his eyes, if he still had them.
You must know that only after a monk enters the realm of Mingshen can he purify the Taoist base, combine it with his own soul, and condense the wheel of life.
The so-called Wheel of Life.
It means to obtain the destiny and the endless rotation of luck.
With this, you can get a life span of 12,800 yuan.
Every time one level of cultivation is improved, a life wheel will be added, and the essence of life will also be sublimated simultaneously.
Yinjiu himself has only just reached the third level of the divine realm.
He has put in so much effort and hardship, and spent so much resources and treasures on this.
The strength that Lin Yisheng had shown before was only at the peak of the Golden Body Realm.
In just a few years, he had reached the Divine Realm!
In fact, Lin Yisheng is not a monk in the Mingshen realm at all, and he may not even be considered a monk in the world of cultivation now.
His cultivation, Tao foundation and Tao behavior were all re-transformed into another form of power when he evolved the Hongmeng Universe.
Therefore, the three life wheels behind Lin Yisheng are actually just illusions.
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They are phantoms that Lin Yisheng simulated and evolved using Hongmeng Universe, a kind of copycat work.
It's just that Lin Yisheng has deciphered the origin of some Dao in the world of cultivation, so even if the Dao Lord comes in person, I'm afraid he won't be able to see anything strange.
And the Yin Jiu in front of him was even more invisible.
He only vaguely felt that there seemed to be an endless void hidden in Lin Yisheng's life wheel.
This void can swallow everything in the world, even the true text condensed with Taoism and Taoism, it can also swallow it!
In fact, Yinjiu's intuition is not wrong.
Mingwen is the law of death and represents the decree of heaven and earth.
This kind of decree can only be resisted by one's own Taoism and Taoism.
Any magic weapon or magical power will be useless.
But strictly speaking, Lin Yisheng is no longer a person in the world of cultivation at this time.
He is the destiny creator of Hongmeng Universe.
His destiny has long been connected, and the laws of heaven and earth in the world of cultivation are beyond his control.
Not only did it not cause any harm to Lin Yisheng, on the contrary, this Mingwen was regarded as a tonic by Hongmeng Universe.
Swallowing it in one gulp just perfected its own operation and gained an extra ray of Taoism out of thin air.
The two of them were fighting, and within a moment, they had already decided who was better.
Lin Yisheng possesses the power of a realm.
Even if the Hongmeng Universe has not yet been truly born, it is not something that a mere monk can resist.
The realms and levels of the two are so different that they are not similar in cultivation at all.
So the outcome is self-evident.
Lin Yisheng made a move, and with a clang, the thunder sword was released, and the ruthless coldness broke through the air in an instant.
Bang!
The first blow, the high-speed trembling sword tip, with the lightning that destroyed everything, hit Yinjiu's body-protecting mysterious light.
This mysterious light is condensed from pure Taoism.
It is extremely strong and can be said to be indestructible.
But at this time, he couldn't resist even for a moment and was blasted.
Phew!
The second blow, the sharp blade with cold light, went straight into the depths of Yin Jiu's eyebrows.
His brain was pierced in an instant, and the wisp of killing intent in the sword light shattered Yin Jiu's soul.
At this moment, Yinjiu was dead, too dead to be dead anymore.
The body was destroyed, the soul was scattered, and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Since then, there has been one less master of the Mingshen realm in the world of cultivation.
Although the Thunder Magic Sword is only of the quality of a fourth-level magic weapon, in terms of power, it may not even be able to break through Yinjiu's defense, but it depends on whose hands it is.
In the eyes of others, this sword is just for nothing, but in Lin Yisheng's hands, this sword is a murderous weapon.
After several years of understanding, the sword intention that condenses the opportunity of the great road has become increasingly perfect.
After being immersed in Lin Yisheng's will, the Thunder Magic Sword is no longer limited to its own material, but is slowly transforming into some kind of Taoist treasure.
A true Taoist treasure cannot be achieved by relying on materials alone, but must contain at least a hint of the true meaning of the Taoist Taoist treasure before it can be called a Taoist treasure.
The Thunder Magic Sword is not a true Taoist treasure, but in Lin Yisheng's hands, its lethality is no different from that of a Taoist treasure.
From the moment Yin Jiu died with this sword, the Thunder Sword was named after Lin Yisheng.
From then on, with his unique ability to break through thousands of Taoisms with one sword, he traversed the world!
Yinjiu is dead, and the body is surrounded by black energy, which is the unique meaning of death of the Xuanming Sect.
Lin Yisheng would naturally not miss such good things.
He would absorb them all into the sea of consciousness and use them as materials for the evolution of the Hongmeng universe.
Then he turned over Yinjiu's sleeves, and Lin Yisheng was speechless.
This guy is really poor.
He has a lot of Taoism accumulated in his soul, but not only does he not have a single treasure, he also didn't find any storage props.
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He only found a meritorious deed with 4.8 million Taoism stored in it.
Token.
Such a small amount of wealth was no longer taken seriously by Lin Yisheng.
Mere Taoist skills can only be exchanged for some low-level elixirs and magic weapons from the Taoist government.
Really fine materials are all tightly held in your hands.
If you don't really join, who will give them to you?
Therefore, Lin Yisheng just forcibly extracted the Dao Kung from Yin Jiu's merit token, transferred it to his own pocket, and then crushed the token into pieces and destroyed the corpse.
From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Tu Wei, treating him as if he were nothing.
"Please save me, sir!"
Lin Yisheng was indifferent, but Tu Wei was no longer calm.
He prostrated at Lin Yisheng's feet, without the arrogance and majesty of the previous castle master.
At this moment, he only felt extremely fearful and uneasy in his heart.
He was the one who brought Yinjiu, and now Yinjiu is dead.
He didn't know if the Xuanming Sect would take revenge on Lin Yisheng, but they would definitely take action on himself first.
"Oh, why should I save you?"
Looking at Tu Wei kneeling in front of him like a dead dog, Lin Yisheng just sneered.
His senses about Tu Wei were not very good, but he did understand that this man was somewhat capable, otherwise it would be impossible to escape from the crisis-ridden path.
Come back alive from the magic battlefield.
Whether you save someone or not depends on whether the other person is valuable to you.
Tu Wei may seem crude, but he can actually be a general of an army and the master of a fortress.
How could he be so brainless?
Therefore, when Lin Yisheng asked this question, he immediately understood that he had to show his value to the other party.
I saw Tu Wei kneeling on his knees, clasping his fists with his hands, and said solemnly: "I have three hundred soldiers under my humble command, and I am willing to serve you as the master!
From now on, I will fight with swords and fire, without any complaints!"
This meant that he was a bully and a horse.
He had just gained freedom and had his own business, but now Tu Wei had to sell himself and seek refuge.
Because if he doesn't, he's going to die.
After hearing this, Lin Yisheng pondered for a moment and felt that this deal was not bad. 300 Dao soldiers, for me, can be destroyed with a single palm, but for Xuanxin Sect, they are already a considerable force.
The key is to regard yourself as the master.
This is not a verbal oath, but a life contract.
The so-called fate contract is a contract written by attaching one's soul to one's own essence and blood.
This kind of contract has extremely strong binding force on the parties involved, and they are simply unable to resist.
Once the fate contract is signed, from now on, the life, death, wealth and wealth of these people will all depend on their own thoughts.
Lin Yisheng got 300 monks who had received strict military training for free.
These people would become his team and his foundation from now on.
Many things could be left to them, instead of having to do everything himself.
At the same time, Blackwood Fort is also a good place.
As a stronghold that produces precious resources such as Taixuan Essence Iron, it also has important strategic significance for strengthening the strength of the entire Xuanxin Sect.
Therefore, Lin Yisheng decided to keep Tu Wei, since his relationship with the Xuan Ming Sect was already unending.
After receiving Lin Yisheng's assurance, Tu Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart became hot again.
For hundreds of millions of years, there have always been many amazing and talented people rising up in the world of cultivation, establishing a foundation that will last forever in this world.
In Tu Wei's eyes, Lin Yisheng was undoubtedly such a strong man.
(To be continued...)