Chapter 231 White Eagle (!)

Boom!

The rotation speed of the tornado became more and more fierce, and everything around him was trembling. Lin Yi stood where he was, and his black and beautiful hair was dancing wildly at the moment when the tornado was approaching. A dry and violent wind was piercing his face, and his whole body seemed to be pulled together by a huge force, making his body The surface of the skin gradually became painful. He had never experienced this phenomenon in his life, but he had encountered more cruel murder and pain. Nothing was more painful than Lu Xiaoyu breaking his bones all over his body, so he was not afraid of the tornado.

After that, Lin Yi's whole body was completely eroded by the two tornadoes, and after the tornado devoured him, its power of rotation did not stop. They slowly pulled Lin Yi's body up from the ground and gradually rolled into the air.

Lin Yi was in the tornado and felt the continuous pulling force. These winds seemed to tear his body apart and tear it into pieces, but his body was particularly tolerant. It was not affected much by these tornadoes, but Lin Yi didn't like to be passive, and he didn't like himself to be affected by these hateful tornadoes. Blow.

In desperation, Lin Yi was gradually rotated sharp to the center, and Lin Yi, who was in the center, felt that the decomposition power in the tornado was still strengthening, as if with countless sharp blades were cutting his skin, as if it were really crushing the roots of broken leaves. , and finally scattered between this world.

At first, the feeling was relatively weak, but I felt a little uncomfortable by the strong wind. After all, the rotation power outside the tornado was not very strong, and after Lin Yi's transformed body and long-term training, his physique has long been far beyond ordinary people. Naturally, it is impossible to be shattered by these two tornadoes, but when he was gradually rotated When he turned to the center, he slowly realized the horror of the inner circle. The cutting force seemed to suddenly become two big hands and pull his body deeply, as if he would not give up without pulling his body into minced meat.

Lin Yi is a stubborn and self-reliant person. Naturally, he will not be at the mercy of these tornadoes. His life will not even be accepted by Haotian, otherwise he will not die twice and come back to life. Moreover, since he began his practice, he has even had a heart against the sky, and how can he be subdued by the power of rotation at this moment?

The sword in his hand is still a sword. Lin Yi did not take his sword out of his hand. He endured the strong pulling power brought by the tornado, and then began to try his best to figure out how to break this abominable situation that he had never encountered before.

The rotating whirlwind is regular, which is the second time he has fallen into the whirlpool in his life.

The first time was his consciousness. At that time, he could not control it when he entered the painting, and he encountered a once-in-a-a-art star storm, so his consciousness was crushed by the star-domain storm without any resistance, and finally turned into countless star fragments.

That time, the senior sister came to her spiritual field regardless of her life and saved her life.

This time, the senior sister is still beside her, and even Lin Yi can still feel that the other party's perception is locked on him, but since the other party has no intention to rescue, it is equivalent to thinking of ways and opportunities for himself to save himself, so Lin Yi does not want to rely on the power of the other party. He is not in the tornado. There was a panic under the turning of things, and even calmed down in the law of the speed of rotation.

He slowly closed his eyes and let his body rotate with the direction of the tornado, getting faster and faster.

From the beginning of dizziness to not dizziness, from the pain of those tears, Lin Yi's consciousness became clearer and clearer as time passed quickly.

So, his right hand holding the sword kept turning at the speed of the whirlpool. The sword seemed to cut through the strong wind at this moment. Breaths more violent than the tornado burst out of the sword, and white light kept erupting from the sword.

Two tornadoes like Fan cage trapped the young camel and turned into one before.

But it was such a tornado that was dozens of meters high. It rolled up the green leaves floating everywhere, the withered branches scattered on the dust, rolled up the white-dressed sister's clothes, and even rolled up the snow-like silver hair on the senior sister's head, but it did not put it in the wind all the time. The famous teenager was crushed into pieces.

The teenager was immersed in the whirlwind enlightenment of the tornado. He felt the infinite inspiration brought to him by the hurricane, remembered his various experiences of painting, and the kind of indifference that he fainted when the ink fell on white paper. Suddenly, he remembered that painting is a kind of freedom and pursuit.

Since freedom is equivalent to no bondage, if there is a trace of bondage and bondage, it is equivalent to no freedom!

Lin Yi pursues freedom. He can also be free when painting. He can paint without writing. He can paint on the sand with dead wood residues on the ground. He can also paint on white wall stones with charcoal strips when firewood is burned out. Painting is everywhere, and the way of painting lasts anywhere in time, because it can do everything. Painting, this is the freedom on the painting path.

Practice is also Tao. People practice around the * of the spirit of heaven and earth. Practice can use swords, practice can use knives, and practice can also use various weapons. But in the end, no matter what weapons people use to practice, the ultimate goal is to make themselves strong and then walk out of the road they should have.

Therefore, for Lin Yi, the way of practice is like painting. The way of painting is not bound and full of freedom, so the monasticism is naturally not bound, and it is also full of freedom.

Taoism is not bound, and naturally there will be no more obstruction and binding. A smile appeared on Lin Yi's immersed face and gradually opened his eyes from his rotating body. When he opened his eyes, the wind was still there. He felt the power of the whirlwind brought by the tornado at this moment, but he no longer felt that the tornado still had the previous one. The fierce tear and endless pain.

The spinning wind was like countless gentle and tender hands stroking his body. These were like baby's young hands. Lin Yi felt very close and comfortable, so he raised his right hand slightly, looked at the sharp sword with some cracks in his hand with his eyes, and whispered: "The road has Intangible, but you are also a sword. Since it is a sword made of materials, there can be no freedom. Anyway, sooner or later, you will have this day. Now complete your last mission!"

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he released his sword from his right hand, and then pointed a little. The white light was scattered on the body of the sword, and the long sword chose a direction to fly away quickly.

After brushing, the long sword flew out of the tornado and flew to the big white eagle with wings.

The big white eagle did not see that this was a long sword, because its speed was so fast and simple that it was so simple that only a white light flashed through its hard chest. However, it did not enter its own body, and the white spot disappeared at this moment.

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