MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 120 Man in the Mirror

—— Lin Shuning would rather he be dazzled by Yuehua Xianjun.

At the very least, the answer can be guessed.

But now there is only the word "permanence", which seems very difficult.

The cheat book left by the demon is called "Permanence", but there are too many references to the word "permanence", like what is the mute needle, the mute sword, the mute spirit ... and also No special instructions.

Lin Shu looked at the stone wall and began to speculate on the intention of the demon king.

Three shots of Doom's Acupuncture Gate proved the inheritance of Doom.

For the word "permanence", what is it for?

Lin Shu thought that this should be a test of the disciple ’s understanding. After all, as long as the corresponding materials are available, the needle of silence can be refined.

Lin Shu seemed to be back in his last life, guessing the teacher's intention on a test paper in the examination room of the final exam.

He said, "I'm not sure."

Xiao Shao said: "Since you have completed" Silent ", you will definitely be able to match."

Lin Shu: "Really?"

Xiao Shao said: "You have always been smart along the martial arts journey."

Lin Shu: "..."

Xiao Shao meant that he seemed to be mentally retarded in other respects, he knew.

He was thinking about silence, the meaning of the word itself.

Silence literally means demise.

The magic method created by the devil is just to dissipate all the skills of the opponent in an instant.

And those who use this method are also incapable of doing anything.

He pursed his lips and stopped his finger on the stone wall. After half a column of incense, he slid his finger on the stone wall and wrote "Nothingness".

Shibi fluctuated like ripples, the original "permanence" disappeared, and two new words "tiandao" appeared.

This Lin Shu knows.

This is the core idea in Silence.

He wrote "nonsense."

The stone wall moved again, this time replaced by "fairy demon".

Xiao Shao laughed softly.

Lin Shu also smiled for no reason. This, they also saw it when turning the book last night.

He wrote "Yiqiuzhi".

The stone wall moves again, it is "silent vanity".

Lin Shu wrote "There is nothing out of nothing."

Shek Pik continued to move.

Four words appeared this time.

Amazingly the "Green Demon King".

Lin Shu: "..."

Master, it's super outline.

He said, "Do you want us to guess?"

Xiao Shao said: "I guess it is" Invincible in the World. "

Lin Shudao: "Me too."

He reached down and wrote four large words "Invincible in the World" on the stone wall.

After a violent wave, the stone wall was smooth as before, and after a while, Qingming Devil's handwriting slowly appeared.

The silver hook of his iron painting is arrogant and recognizable.

"The Dao comprehension is still insufficient. Remember to admit that your ruler is invincible, and let you in."

Lin Shu: "..."

After this line of writing disappeared, another line appeared.

"The outside world of Qingming Cave is forbidden to enter. Except for family members and disciples, they cannot be brought in."

Lin Shu looked at Xiao Shao and looked at the fruit.

Family members, let's count it.

After this line of handwriting disappeared, the stone wall disintegrated, and once again became the strangely shaped pieces, hidden in the mountain, and a black vortex appeared in front of them.

The vortex is not like an object in reality, it is extremely dark, as if it swallowed all the light, making people feel that when they step in, they will step into Sen Luo Hell.

Xiao Shao said, "Go in."

Lin Shu: "Yes."

Fruit reached out and took his hand.

Xiao Shao observed both of them, observed for a while, reached out and held Lin Shu's other hand.

Lin Shu just dragged his house into this black hole.

In one step, the scene suddenly changed.

He was in the dark with no fingers, and could not see anything, but clearly felt that his hand was suddenly empty.

"Xiao Shao?" He said.

No one responded.

He shouted again and no one answered.

Lost?

Lin calmed down and walked forward.

It was black, with different shades, walking and walking, it seemed to turn into an invisible mist, and gradually dispersed.

There is a huge stele in front of him.

On the stone tablet is the writing of Qingming Demon King, "Qingming Cave Heaven, let alone life and death."

Lin Shu looked up at the misty road ahead, feeling very sinister.

Qingming Dongtian, let alone life and death, mean there are still trials in Dongtian?

Sure enough, the matter is not reliable, or the Qingming Devil is the best.

It is conceivable that Xiao Shao and Guo Zi were also sent to a separate place at this moment.

Although Xiao Shao resumed cultivation, after all, he had not learned the magic monk's method, but the fruit was still small, I wonder if he could handle it.

Lin Shu pulled out the folding bamboo sword and accelerated his pace to move forward.

There was silence all around, and he could only hear his footsteps. He walked through the mist and suddenly saw a white shadow in front of him.

-Seems to be alone.

He continued to move forward, the white shadow became clearer, indeed a man in white.

The closer and more familiar.

When he finally arrived, Lin Shu's footsteps stopped.

The man in front of him looked like a snow-white suit, with one hand empty and the other holding a sword.

The sword is a folding bamboo sword.

And that face was Lin Shu's own face.

But it was an expressionless face.

Lin Shu stared at him.

The man also looked at him, his eyes were cold and cold, as if nothing was left.

The background is a snowy field, and the mountains on the snowy field, in the fine snow, this person is standing on the top of the mountain, and the white clothes are gently flicking, as if he will return with the wind at any time.

Lin Shu took a step forward.

The man did not respond.

He moved forward, but bumped his head all at once.

Lin Shu: "..."

He reached out his hand, and felt a smooth thing running between himself and the man.

The touch reminded him of the mirror.

Here is Qingming's Dongfu, naturally there will not be a person who looks exactly like himself.

But if it is a mirror, why is it such a picture?

The next moment, he heard a footstep behind him.