This is not because of others, just because they are spiritually strong, but they are not human after all.

They appear because of the creation of the master, and they experience the life of the master, not their own. Have not experienced life, will not know, put down is how difficult, will not know, can not put down the pain is good.

"I can't put it down. This is my rain way! This way is different from the destruction of the wind, but a kind of understanding of life and death. When I enter the rain, life and death are in my hands. The idea that I can't put down in my heart is the power of my rain way! "

In his eyes, the color of enlightenment became stronger and stronger. Ye Lingfeng raised his head with a long smile and raised his hand abruptly. From the palm of his hand, countless glittering raindrops suddenly appeared and fell between the heaven and the earth. The rain swaying, in between heaven and earth, evolved into a series of illusions, that is the picture of wanchu in the past, this is the hot land, it is difficult to put down the wanchu in the past.

Even in this rain, even in addition to the nine other peaks, but also in the wind and rain to show their shadow.

"It's a powerful illusion, but why do I think it's not an illusion..." In the wind and rain, Qiaohun and Heihuang were shocked. They didn't expect that ye Lingfeng realized one by this way. What's more, this way was so strong that they couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality.

But in their hearts, there is a kind of sadness, such as in the hazy rain, seeing a thin woman bathed in the wind and rain, alone and independent; such as seeing a man standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking the earth, with a deep face

"Can't put down, can't put down, what happened has been engraved in the heart, how can people put down?"

Rain, bridge soul and black emperor have been drenched by torrential rain, water drops along the bridge body and hair dripping on the ground, so crystal, people can not tell whether it is rain, or they should not and will not shed tears.

The sky and the earth are silent. Under the vast sky, there is only the sound of rain. At one time, one person, one bridge and one cat all fall into silence. They all look at the rain line with complex eyes, and their eyes are full of disappointment.

After a long time, the rain finally became smaller and dissipated slowly, and the sadness in their eyes slowly dissipated.

"The rain becomes the way, and the thoughts that cannot be put down in the heart are the guide, which can make people understand everything. This is the avenue of rain, but it is also the avenue of God. Even after exploring the life of rain, we are about to touch the origin of rain.... " After a moment's silence, the bridge soul murmured a complex voice. Even if it has followed the Red Fairy, it has to admit that ye Lingfeng's way of rain is too strong and too evil.

There are things that can't be put down in anyone's heart. Once you enter the rain of Ye Lingfeng, these things will be magnified infinitely, which can not only affect the mood of monks or fierce beasts, but also let Ye Lingfeng know that people in the rain can't be put down. Then, with the help of these forces, they attack and kill the friars or fierce beasts, and live and die.

Such a way, even the spirit of the bridge, is the only way in his life, because it is not the way of others, but the way of Ye Lingfeng's self realization.

It was the previous practice of Yihuo, his deep feelings for wanchu, and his exploration of letting go and not letting go that made him get this kind of understanding from the rain at the right time.

The rain dispersed. After breathing a few mouthfuls, the black emperor turned his triangle eyes and looked at Ye Lingfeng with a gloomy look and said, "Ye boy, you are not authentic. You should use this method to spy on my secret!"

"Who is that figure?" Ye Lingfeng is calm with to, looking at the black emperor's eyes, sink voice to ask a way.

There are too many secrets about the black emperor, and the dead cat is different from the bridge soul. The bridge soul will tell him some secrets, but the dead cat's voice is very tight, not saying a word. If it had not been for this coincidence, it would have touched the deepest part of the spirit of the black emperor. Ye Lingfeng would not have known that there was such a deep person in the memory of the dead cat.

What's more, as ye Lingfeng felt, the back of the black emperor, which he couldn't let go, gave out a different breath from any monk, only slightly similar to the nether world. This makes Ye Lingfeng doubt whether that person is also an immortal!

"Shaxing It's just a ghost like you... " In the eyes of the black emperor's triangle, the light changed, both pathetic and angry. After a murmur, the cat's head swung, jumped directly on Huo ling'er's shoulder, and fell asleep with her head buried in her stomach.

It's just that although the purr is constantly ringing out, the dead cat's head and two front legs have been twitching slightly.

"Big brother, the cat is crying..." Huo ling'er mercilessly betrays the black emperor and sends out a silent word to Ye Lingfeng.

The dead cat cried Ye Lingfeng was shocked and could hardly believe it. This dead cat likes to relax and hate to work. He is greedy and lazy. He is heartless and arrogant all day. But he never thought that he would cry one day

But just when ye Lingfeng was surprised by the abnormality of the black emperor, his heart suddenly moved slightly. He felt that someone was approaching here with great speed. When he first felt the breath, he thought it was Wei Wuxian who came back from the state of Qin with Tong Meng and others. But when he found that the man was alone, he gave up the idea.

Not only that, but what ye Lingfeng didn't expect was that even if he touched the figure with his strong mind now, he couldn't see the real face on his face. As far as his mind could reach, a golden light was dazzling, which concealed the breath and face of the man.Obviously, in this person, there is something to prevent others from exploring their mind!

The holy land of wanchu has been destroyed for a long time. The nine peaks were destroyed by the gushing fire, and only one peak was left. Even if there were some details left in the past, I'm afraid they were picked up by some ghost friars after the first World War. How could anyone come near them?

Ye Lingfeng was perplexed. He wanted to come out to find out, but after a slight movement in his heart, he opened the holy Hall of the yellow spring and took Huo ling'er into it. He hid his body and wanted to see why the mysterious visitor came.

The speed of the visitors is extremely fast. Not long after ye Lingfeng stepped into the temple of the yellow spring, he appeared at the foot of Jiufeng Mountain, and soon came to the eye of fire where ye Lingfeng had just been based.

With the help of this peculiar function, ye Lingfeng saw that the man was a Taoist, and he was also a rich Taoist.

A dark blue Taoist robe, each needle and each line are shining, which is obviously not an ordinary product; the purple gold crown on the head is inlaid with a bright red gem.