Chapter 1994: See also Ling Kezi

leaf.
Lin Xun’s heart silently remembered the name
it was only ordinary at the time
.
"Sword spirit and its masters are in line with each other, the sword is homologous, watching this sword spirit, I thought that this sword spirit must be a arrogant and fierce generation, who once thought, the temperament is as flexible as the leaf..."
Ji Xuan can't help feeling.
Lin Xun is also deeply convinced that when he was affected by the terrorist swords, the most profound feeling was a word:
mad!
But when the sword spirit leaves a breath, it has no madness.
Ji Xuandao: "Let's go, no matter two hours, you should be able to reach the place where the 'Destroyed Gate' is located."
The door to dilapidation!
Lin searched for black and white, he did not ask, continue to act.
On the way to the next road, the ruin of the atmosphere that is not covered in Zhoushan is becoming more and more horrible, and it is like a avenue of order and filled the four fields.
From time to time, the vision of horror can be seen. There are demons and demons, and the gods are weeping blood. There are Tianyu collapses, all beings are destroyed, and there are avenues collapsed and the world becomes gray...
The scene of the scene shows a heart-warming horror.
Even though the mind is clear, it is only a vision, not a real one, but it still makes Lin look amazed.
What is surprising, however, is that there is no danger and no obstacles or attacks on this road.
Even the strange and terrible "fires" are gone, just like evaporation.
"This is the breath of the leaves, and these "fires" are stunned. To put it bluntly, the existence of the leaves is also a kind of "fire" that is not devastating to the ruin of the mountains, but the consciousness of the leaves is still there. The spirituality of annihilation."
As for the interpretation of Ji Xuan, Lin Xun was stunned.
After a long time, Lin Xun has been twisted and twisted, and walked for a long time like a mountain. He was quietly on the way, and what he saw was a run-down and destruction scene.
"what."
Suddenly, Lin Xun’s sense of consciousness perceives a figure, and is moving forward thousands of feet in front of him.
This is a sly young monk, a wide-sleeved plain robes, a sturdy eyebrow, and a sacred Buddha light when walking.
Nanhua ancient temple passed down, Ling Kezi!
In the instant, Lin Xun recognized that when he was in Kunlun Market, he felt that this monk was very interesting. When he saw himself, he was scared like a rabbit.
Later, before the talks, Lin Xun heard that Ling Kezi was such a timid monk, but he became the first person to select the magic state!
Magic State, that is a party like the realm of the devil world, is the world of the magician, can be a spiritual master of the Buddha, but suppress the demons, dominate the gimmick!
This is undoubtedly incredible.
Looking at the records on the information, Lin asked to find out that Ling Kezi possesses the "dustless Buddha heart" talent, and controls the field of "Galan Blue Bodhi", which has the power of not fighting.
Bodhi's two words, this refers to the great understanding, clear-mindedness, like a person suddenly wakes up, suddenly enlightened, to achieve extraordinary and refined.
In the field of Ling Kezi's Tao, there is actually the word "Bodhi". It is conceivable that his way of doing things is bound to be unusual.
In fact, Ling Kezi can participate in the grand event in the status of
one state first
, and stand out from the dispute in the mysterious realm of Xuanhuang, becoming one of the 108 strong people who entered this ancient restricted area. It is enough to prove his power!
Lin Xun did not expect that in this violent and incomprehensible, he once again met this guy.
"what--!"
At the same time, when Ling Kezi discovered Lin Xun, not far behind him, he was all a slap in the face, and his cheeks were full of horror, screaming and screaming.
"How come in this guy's eyes, I am even more terrible than Zhoushan?"
Lin searched silently and chased him up.
He would like to ask, what is the little monk's fear of, in the Kunlun market, and now it is still not in Zhoushan.
This is too abnormal!
It should be noted that there is no enmity between them.
"Don't chase me - no, don't kill me - I call your uncle, can't you?"
Ling Kezi ran wildly, like a frightened rabbit, yelling in his mouth.
"Your grandfather!"
Lin Xun didn't have a good air. "When did I say I want to kill you?"
"But me... afraid!"
Ling Kezi was aggrieved and frightened.
Lin looked to see this guy panicked, and suddenly said: "You can escape, I can really do it!"
In a word, Ling Kezi's figure suddenly slammed, and he turned hard. He wrote a big "怂" between his looks, a gesture of admittance.
"To kill, please give it a good time!"
Ling Kezi said, close his eyes directly.
Lin Xun knocked on his bright head and said: "If you want to kill you, still use your reminder?"
Ling Kezi opened his eyes and shouted: "Then you chase me for you?"
Lin sought help with his hand and his face was helpless: "If you don't escape, why should I chase you?"
Ling Kezi was relieved and said: "I thought before, Lin brother, you think that I have revealed your identity, so I will plan to kill me to vent my anger. It is not."
Lin searched for black and sorrow: "So, you saw it long ago, I am not the only one in Kim?"
Ling Kezi snorted and suddenly realized: "It turns out, Lin finds you don't know."
This time, Lin Xun became more and more curious.
It should be noted that he wore a wishful robe and walked with a platinum road. He was in the Xuanhuang Dao Ting, and even a certain emperor could not see his identity.
But this spirit Kezi, but actually did it!
"Go, let's act together."
After thinking about it, Lin Xun made a decision. This Lingkezi is a very strange Buddhist repair, and after he has broken his identity, he has never leaked it out, and he does not mention what is the idea. At least Lin’s heart is still very Used.
This also proves that Ling Kezi is not hostile to himself.
"This……"
Ling Kezi wrinkled into a bitter gourd face. "Lin brother, this is not a mountain, a fierce land, I will be with you, I will definitely become cumbersome."
"But why do I feel that in your eyes, I am more fierce than this?"
Lin asked.
Ling Kezi smiled bitterly, tangled and embarrassed, and said for a long time: "Lin brother, I know what you want to ask, but I really can't say it, say it, it's not good for you or me... you just put it I am going to be a fart?"
Lin Xun is also a speechless, Nanhua ancient temple descendant known as "Xiaoxitian", a sacred sacred character who can win the qualifications of entering the ancient banned area. This spirit is too timid, in front of himself. It's like a bag!
He said: "Give you a choice, either go with me, or I will walk with you, you choose one."
"This is also called choice?"
Ling Kezi has wide eyes.
"Can't you go?"
Lin looked for him.
A look, Ling Kezi squatted and mourned: "Go! I dare not go, don't take a nap, I am afraid I will be dead!"
Lin looked up and patted him on the shoulder: "It's a wise choice."
Immediately, the two started to act together.
Along the way, Ling Kezi burned all his thoughts, and he couldn't be loved. This made Lin look for several impulses to knock on his clean brain and ask what he thought in his mind.
"Follow me, how did you peek at my identity?"
Lin asked.
"Buddha, can't say."
Ling Kezi hands together.
Lin looked at his lips and twitched and said: "Then I will ask you again, why do you feel so scared every time you see me?"
Ling Kezi's eyes and nose and nose: "Buddha, can't say."
Lin Xun: "..."
He took a deep breath and resisted the impulsiveness of this monk. He said: "You have a dust-free Buddha heart, you must have seen something from me, right?"
"Buddha, can't say."
Ling Kezi's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, it is not loose.
Lin searched for a foot, squinting at the monk who died like this, the latter scared the goose bumps, but he couldn’t open his mouth.
"Well, if you don't say it, you will stay with me. When will you change your mind? I might consider letting you go."
If Ling Kezi was struck by lightning, his eyes widened: "Buddha..."
Lin Xunxiao asked: "What is this Buddha?"
Ling Kezi wants to cry without tears, and screams with anger: "Be good!"
Lin couldn't help laughing, striding forward, never asking.
Ling Kezi was downcast, and his face was tangled. On several occasions, he wanted to stop and talk. Lin found that he was not seen, and he was sitting on the Diaoyutai.
What makes Lin look strange is that he is so afraid of his own spiritual coke, but he has resisted it and does not intend to reveal any mystery.
"It seems that this guy must have seen something from his own body that can only be secreted..."
Lin finds thoughtful.
Very early in the lower sacred empire, the old priest on the starry star had secretly divined him.
It’s like a fog, it’s impossible to see.
But when the old priest was divining him for his good fortune, he saw a scene that was shocking and vulgar—
In his way, the fog is heavy.
Behind him, the sky is falling, everything is falling, everything is gone!
Even the old priests felt incomprehensible about this.
Now, this Lingkezi obviously sees what it is, and then he will be afraid and jealous of himself. However, although this monk is as timid as an ant, he does not say a word.
Although Lin Xun feels helpless, he can only give up.
"Lin brother..."
Ling Kezi suddenly spoke.
"Ok?"
Lin looked at him.
Ling Kezi took a deep breath and said: "When the time comes, I will definitely tell you, but you must promise me one thing first."
Lin seeks: "What is it?"
Ling Kezi's forehead was immersed in a layer of sweat, which seemed to be extremely embarrassing, but in the end he still gnawed his teeth:
"His day, if Lin Xiong has a high altitude and crosses the power of the starry sky, can you... can you take me to the other side of the sky... take a look?"
He said that he said that a complete individual, like a vain, couldn’t help but wipe his forehead sweat, and his eyes looked at Lin Xun with endless hopes.
"can."
Lin looked for a glimpse, but still nodded.
Because before, the requirements of the sword leaves were almost exactly the same as Ling Kezi. If he had crossed the Zhou Dynasty and went to the other side of the starry sky, he did not mind bringing more people.
However, my heart is still very strange.

(Today’s Tanabata, the festival is a good day, I wish the girls in the world will do needlework...)