True Martial World

Yi Yun did not take a step after entering the Gathering Hall.

In front of him, "The Book of Heaven" floats in front of him. His eyes are closed.

And around Yi Yun, from time to time there is a shadow of a road flashed.

There are no years of cultivation, let alone the cultivation of the book of the Book of Heaven. Even if many warriors give them such a chance to see "The Book of Heaven", it is like watching a real book, and there is no way to start.

The most terrible thing is that some people practice the "Book of Heaven", they will fall into the turbulent flow of time, lose their self, and sway their heads. When they wake up, they have passed too long and too long, but they have nothing!

This is the most frightening place in "The Book of Heaven", and it is also the reason why Shi Yunjun considered it again and again to let Yi Yun cultivate the "Book of Heaven".

Yi Yun is not in a hurry to immediately retreat to practice the "Book of Heaven", but to immerse himself in it again and again, to realize the meaning of time. Gradually, he feels that he seems to be transformed into time itself.

Those flashing shadows have nothing to do with Yi Yun, but in the long time, there has been a scene in this gathering hall.

Yi Yun also saw his past, and even saw some people with only one side, their past.

Everyone has their own time, and time is the same for everyone.

Powerful warriors have a long life, but the world they live in may be destroyed, and they will also decline in this long process, without real eternity.

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Yi Yun slowly spit in the sentiment.

The airflow he spurted was fast and slow, sometimes it was reversed after the jet.

Yi Yun’s body has also begun to change. His appearance seems to change between the years and the present. From immature to fierce, from fierce and gentle to gentle, from gentle and tender to tender, and recurring.

Yi Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

"In the first place, I practiced myself as the embodiment of time, and then cultivated a three-footed sword, and it was seamless."

Yi Yun’s heart was grateful for the arrangement of Shi Yujun. This method of exercise and swordsmanship complement each other and combine into one.

"The Book of Heaven" has five weights, but each major breakthrough requires a lot of time and is extremely difficult. And for each weight of cultivation, there is a corresponding minimum repair.

"Cultivating the first heavy need to repair the condensate, but although I did not break through the condensate mirror, but the strength of the energy is enough. Even if there are some shortcomings, you can consume some relics."

Yi Yun took out some relics and the grass that was obtained from the door of the rain.

This kind of spiritual grassland is the best. When you don't know how many warriors are eye-catching, Tianya Haoyue wants to get one, in order to break through the condensate. These people can't think of Yiyun actually used to practice the exercises.

Looking at the "Book of Heaven", Yi Yun's movements were slightly stunned, and there was a trace of remembrance between the eyes.

The book "The Book of Heaven" was cultivated, and the "The Emperor's Heart Sutra" will also become a past.

In the Tianyuan world, and Lin Xinyi double-edited "The Emperor's Heart Sutra", this scene has just emerged in front of Yi Yun's eyes.

"Now I became a disciple of the gods and practiced the book of the beginning of heaven. This is the moment when I came to the Heavenly Emperor and the real world."

"Heart, no matter where you are, these twelve emperors are vast and innocent, step by step is risk, everywhere is a crisis, and I will find you."

"Start now. This time, the retreat of the book "The Book of Heaven" is the first weight. I don't know how long it will take. If there is no talent, it will be difficult to comprehend in my life. I will even fall into the turbulent flow of time and cannot wake up! ”

Yi Yun closed his eyes. From the "Book of Heaven", there was a wave of stocks, and the long-lasting atmosphere revolved around Yiyun.

Gradually, the entire temple of the Confucius was wrapped in this breath.

The Gathering Hall constantly switches between the two states of existence and disappearance, sometimes normal, and sometimes becomes a ruin.

Time is intangible, but the changes are tangible.

As Yiyun’s body flowed away, the grasses around him automatically flew up, condensed into a drop of liquid in the air, and then dripped into Yiyun’s body.

Suddenly, the vitality of the hair, Yi Yun's skin seems to be shining.

However, Yi Yun in the cultivation seems to be unaware of all this.

He is like an incarnation hourglass, just quietly witnessing everything under the passage of time.

The "Medical Emperor's Heart" in Yi Yun's body was slowly replaced by a mysterious atmosphere, and his temperament also changed.

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Yi Yun still closed his eyes, but there was a sword light around him.

Practice the book of the beginning of heaven, he understands the existence of time, and the three-footed sword is also being cultivated at the same time.

Even under Yi Yun's body, there were a series of lines, which were slowly combined to form the wheel of life.

The magical life and death wheel is the highest martial art that Yi Yun now understands. It represents the path of great destruction, but it is not static. Yi Yun can add the way he has learned to the life of the magic.

The pattern of time is like the fragments of light and shadow that fall in the river of time. From the cloud to the eternal demon, the past and various things that Yi Yun has seen constitute each of these pieces.

After these pieces were added to the magical life and death wheel, let the magical life and death wheel become like a time roulette carrying the endless history.

Time rouletted in order to get a sword, and pulled out in front of Yi Yun. Silent and silent, did not leave any sword marks, but after the sword smashed, the ground in front of Yi Yun appeared cracked, covered with moss, up to hundred feet.

However, under the influence of the inner array of the temple, these traces slowly healed.

Slowly, the years are quiet, and I don’t know how long it has passed.

Until a casual moment, Yi Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, it seems that time is passing, like a running water, and the smell of his body seems to have a feeling of time.

He is part of this world as if he is integrated into this world.

"The book of the beginning of the heavens is the first heavy, has become." Yi Yun gently exhaled.

He looked at the ground, the relics, the grass, and they were all consumed.

And his hair is a lot longer.

“How long has it been, two years? Three years?”

Yi Yun did not know that the law of cultivation time, but forgot the passage of time, this is also the bizarre part of the book of the beginning of heaven.

Yi Yunyun's vitality in the body, he clearly felt his own changes, the body's majestic vitality like a long river rushing. It seems that there is still a feeling of not being rounded.

"This is not a rounded feeling, probably because I have not condensed, and I have not made a fruit."

"Do you want to condense?"

Yi Yun’s heart flashed this thought.

He feels that he is ready.

Energetic, everything has reached its peak.

The martial arts have been rebuilt, and all the masters of martial arts are perfectly integrated with the book of Tian Shi.

Breaking through the condensate, the realm of Yiyun will go further.

There is no shortage of people and people.

"Clay the way!"

Yi Yun re-sit back to the ground. In this gathering hall, he decided to make a bang, condense the fruit, and break through the condensate mirror!

Step on the road to heaven, condense yourself!

The martial artist is not martial, but his own destiny.

If you are a mortal, you have to go against the sky.

In the past, all kinds of things have flashed in Yi Yun’s mind, and the atmosphere of Yi Yun has gradually climbed up.

In Dongfu, when he was meditating, Yu Jun opened his eyes and looked at the gathering hall.

Yi Yun's breath is getting higher and higher, the whole gathering hall is over the sky, the wind gathers, and countless heaven and earth are gathered together, and even the mist of the entire fairy mountain is swept away and gathered.

These heaven and earth airflows turned and formed a time wheel, and in the wheel, there was a sword and a golden light.

"Condensed." Shi Yujun looked quietly. "I don't know the fruit of this son. What will happen?"