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This young man does not have the aura of law in his body, his foundation is extremely ordinary, and his cultivation level is not very high. However, he is sitting here fishing quietly, and he seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment, and is extremely harmonious.
Lin Ming pondered slightly and walked towards the young man.
The young man obviously sensed Lin Ming's approach, but he was still fishing, sitting quietly beside this lake that was as quiet as an ancient well.
"Are there any fish here?"
Lin Ming suddenly spoke. His understanding of the laws of life had reached an extremely high level. He could feel that this lake was actually lifeless. There was no life in it, not even aquatic plants or shrimps. It was impossible to catch fish. .
"No."
The young man¡¯s voice was a bit hollow, without any emotion.
When he spoke, he did not look back. Lin Ming could see his hands holding the fishing rod. They were as beautiful as a woman's, with long slender fingers and crystal-clear nails. They held the fishing rod as steadily as a sculpture.
On the thumb of the right hand of both hands, there is a jade ring finger. The ring finger is engraved with the runes of the law, which is mysterious and simple.
¡°There are no fish, what are you fishing for?¡±
Lin Ming was puzzled. He was already sure that this young man was extraordinary. This was purely an intuition.
"Catch a piece of artistic conception."
It is still a hollow sound, which makes people feel strange.
"Is it the artistic conception of death?"
Lin Ming asked back, in this lifeless lake, the artistic conception of death is naturally the most contained. If you can understand the artistic conception of death here, it would be okay.
"However, it is only possible. Compared with the niches in the Fallen Angels Mountains, it is too different to describe it. The insignificant artistic conception of death here is too simple.
And the young man in front of him has a mysterious identity and is not a mortal, but he is fishing here to understand the artistic conception, which puzzles Lin Ming.
What can you feel here? It's nothing more than a dead lake.
However, Lin Ming did not speak rashly. He carefully understood the surrounding laws and finally determined that there was nothing unusual about this lake. Its location was very ordinary. It was on the edge of a forest. The spirit beasts here were not strong enough. At the bottom of the lake, there are also the bones of some dead animals. They may have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years and have turned into fossils. Just looking at those fragile fossils, one can confirm that these creatures were just ordinary creatures during their lifetime.
All things considered, this is just an extremely ordinary dead lake.
Although it was determined, Lin Ming still did not jump to conclusions, but asked: "Is there anything special about this lake?"
The young man shook his head, "Nothing special, very ordinary."
Having said this, the young man actually put down his fishing rod and turned around.
After seeing the young man¡¯s face, Lin Ming¡¯s eyes flashed with a look of astonishment.
This young man¡¯s eyes were extremely dull and filthy. Only a dying old man would have such eyes.
Although the young man¡¯s skin was fair and smooth, Lin Ming seemed to feel the passage of endless years in him, as if he had come from the end of a river of time.
It seemsthat there is an extremely old soul hidden in this young man's body.
"Who are you¡¡"
Lin Ming subconsciously took a step back, and at the same time he was extremely vigilant.
He felt that it was no accident that he met an old young man here.
But he didn¡¯t know the other party¡¯s identity at all.
The young man looked at Lin Ming and did not answer, but said to himself: "You are too purposeful. You will only pursue things that are valuable to you, and you will abandon things that are worthless, such as this piece of land." Lake, if you were passing by, I'm afraid you wouldn't even take a second look"
Lin Ming was silent, this is human nature, not only him, but also normal people in this world are basically like this.
Even though those eminent monks in Putuo Mountain say they have no struggle with the world and have no desires or desires, their pursuit of the desire-free state of mind is a pursuit in itself.
The young man looked at Lin Ming. His filthy eyes could not reflect Lin Ming at all, but Lin Ming felt as if he had been seen through.
He held his breath, gathered all his thoughts, and increased his vigilance.
"Who is the senior?"
Lin Ming changed his title. The young man just looked at Lin Ming and shook his head slightly.
¡°Your life has been an unstoppable journey.??You rushed to the pinnacle of martial arts desperately, far surpassing your peers. Ever since you emerged, you have rarely taken any detours. "
"But there are gains and losses. The understanding of martial arts is not all about the most mysterious and grand laws of heaven. There are also some ordinary things to go through. After all, you are missing a journey"
"Like this lake?" Lin Ming was silent. He could feel that there was some truth in the words of this old boy, but he couldn't understand them all at the same time.
What is the so-called "ordinary" thing?
The young man smiled softly and did not answer directly, but said: "Your road is still too smooth. Maybe you have experienced setbacks, but it is not enough. You are invincible among your peers, you have triumphed all the way, and defeated countless opponents. It can even be said that you have never Having truly failed may become your limitation and make it difficult for you to reach the pinnacle of martial arts!"
The young man¡¯s words were like a bolt of lightning, flashing through Lin Ming¡¯s heart.
Never really failed?
In Qingmulg City, he lost to Zhu Yan emotionally and lost Lan Yunyue.
On Divine Phoenix Island, he was forced by Xuan Wuji to have no place to stay and fled to the Holy Demon Continent.
Later in the Four Divine Kingdoms, he was plotted by Yang Yun and almost lost his body to the ancient demon.
Finally, when he arrived at the Divine Realm, he fought against Tian Mingzi twice and was on the verge of death several times.
But these, in the eyes of the young man, are not considered failures, they can only be regarded as minor setbacks.
"The road to martial arts is too smooth, with too few detours. If you are victorious all the way, you will easily fall into a bottleneck and be unable to reach the peak of martial arts"
Lin Ming understood what this young man said, and he no longer pursued who this person was.
He knows that if the other party intends to reveal his identity, he will naturally know it.
By this time, the young man had already stood up.
He held the fishing rod in his hand, and the finger on his thumb reflected a confusing green light, and the eyes he looked at Lin Ming also contained an intriguing flavor.
Lin Ming and the boy looked at each other, and the boy's dirty eyes left a very deep impression on Lin Ming.
"Are you here to wait for me?"
Lin Ming felt a slight chill in his heart. A person of unknown origin was far more powerful than him, so he was naturally uneasy.
But the young man just smiled softly and left.
He stepped on the lake and disappeared into the misty smoke.
Lin Ming took a breath. This mysterious old boy always gave him a feeling of panic.
"Brother Lin, that man is so scary"
After the old boy had left, a timid voice suddenly sounded in Lin Ming's ears. It was Hong'er.
"What did you see?" Lin Ming's heart moved and he asked, maybe Hong'er could see more things.
"I don't knowI didn't dare to look at it at all. I kept shrinking up, afraid that he would notice me if I took a breath"
Hong'er said in shock.
"WellI understand, don't show up too often in the future"
Hong'er's words gave Lin Ming some vague guesses.
He hurriedly asked the trialists of the original dream battlefield to confirm the opening time of the original dream battlefield, and therefore knew the time of his retreat this time - a full sixteen years.
In other words, including his enlightenment at the altar and the previous three years of fighting in the original dream battlefield, Lin Ming has stayed in this original dream universe for thirty-two years.
Thirty-two years is actually just a short moment for a warrior with a long lifespan like Lin Ming, but for the upcoming catastrophe of the human race, half of the time has probably passed.
War may break out at any time.
Lin Ming left the battlefield of the original dream and returned to the Fallen Angel Mountains. This was the meeting place agreed between him and Sheng Mei. As long as he returned to the Fallen Angels Mountains, Sheng Mei would get the news.
Lin Ming met Sheng Mei in order to return the golden pages to Sheng Mei.
"Have you met him?"
Late at night, Shengmei suddenly arrived and appeared behind Lin Ming.
Lin Ming raised his eyebrows and turned around to look at Shengmei.
At this time, Shengmei was wearing a black and red robe, and her eyes seemed to contain the broken stars. Against the background of the dark night, Shengmei was like the goddess of the night, showing mystery and nobility.
The night breeze was blowing, Shengmei's cloak was fluttering, and her expression was cold. It was difficult for Lin Ming to tell what she was thinking from her expression.
"He? That mysterious boy?"
Shengmei¡¯s inquiry made Lin Ming more confident about his previous guess, and this guess made Lin Ming feel a chill running down his spine.
Sheng Mei¡¯s silence was tantamount to acquiescing to Lin Ming¡¯s rhetorical question.
"I've seen it before" Lin Ming took a deep breath and looked at Shengmei, his eyes changed slightly, "That old boy is the Soul Emperor, right?"
?¡(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)I feel a chill down my spine.
Sheng Mei¡¯s silence was tantamount to acquiescing to Lin Ming¡¯s rhetorical question.
"I've seen it before" Lin Ming took a deep breath and looked at Shengmei, his eyes changed slightly, "That old boy is the Soul Emperor, right?"
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