bookbashuk Chapter 845 The 9th Floor of Military Art
Chapter 845 The 9th Floor of Military Art
Lin Su raised a topic, no matter how you answer this topic, you will be wrong!
That is, if you are in the holy temple, can you share weal and woe with the holy family!
If you say you can, then you will lose the fairness of the temple, if you can’t, then you will lose the sense of home...
This is the wonderful awareness brought about by the current wonderful organizational structure of the Holy Temple and the Holy Family...
The quagmire of thinking that everyone in the temple cannot escape from...
The holy temple is like a dynasty, and the holy family is like princes. Almost everyone in the holy temple is inextricably linked to the holy family, and everyone is naturally close to their own family.
However, this kind of intimacy cannot be brought to the table.
In public, everyone must present an attitude of being impartial and impartial, and must not use the pretext of taking care of one's own family and suppressing other ways.
Lin Su added: "Brother Wu probably had some misunderstandings about my younger brother, and I just clarified it today. The younger brother's relationship with the painter's family originated from Qinglian's discussion of Taoism. Draw the end of the holy family, so the holy family doesn't like it, and wants to get rid of me and then quickly..."
On the promenade, everyone stares in amazement...
Above the high pavilion, Li Guihan hid his face...
The lethality of his words is almost at the level of nuclear weapons. In the name of clarifying misunderstandings, he exposed the wounds of the Dao of Hua. One end, which makes the painting of the Holy Family unhappy... Think about it, what kind of problem is this?This is a matter of principle!The temple advocates that all people take the Tao as the orientation, and develop and innovate on each way. People outside the Tao develop and innovate on their own way, and make solid achievements.How did the painter do it?Suppress him!Want to put him to death!
What kind of shit?
It is already the iron rule of the temple that is violated!What is broken is the prosperity of the holy way!
Lin Su was disliked by other palaces in the temple, and the lower disciples above the temple did not understand the reason, but now, with Lin Su's clarification, the answer is ready to come out!
The painting saints and saints are jealous of the virtuous and capable, and are short-sighted!
The painting palace lost its fairness, and stood for the painting saint and the holy family!
What about the other palaces?
Do similar situations exist?
For example, the holy family of poets, he is not pleasing to the eye, is it because he handed down poems and poems one after another?
Is the Palace of Poems also a platform for the Holy Family of Poems?
Lin Su clarified in a short paragraph. All the high-ranking officials in various palaces were sweating on their backs. Why do they think this kid is carrying a very serious smuggling?Pulling down the fig leaf of each palace?
Wu Feng shouted angrily: "Shut up!"
Lin Su stopped talking and looked at him quietly.
Wu Feng took a deep breath: "Your Excellency believes in his profound skills in painting, so please come to my painting world for a visit!"
As soon as the voice fell, his hand shook slightly, and a strange painting unfolded.
Lin Su suddenly felt that the world had changed drastically.
He saw himself!
The front is me, the back is me, the left is me, the right is me, the sky and the earth are all me!
And not just one self, countless!
On the high pavilion, Li Guihan's pupils shrank: "Mirror painting! It's actually a mirror painting!"
Yasong said: "Mirror painting has 81 mirror roots inside, and each mirror root evolves as many mirror images as the sands of the Ganges River. Among so many mirror images, find 81 mirror roots to break this painting. Now It's time to test his eyesight, how is his eyesight?"
"His eyesight is definitely the best choice, but no matter how strong his eyesight is, he may be powerless in this mirror painting. You need to know that the root of the mirror has a spirit, and the spirit of the mirror is ever-changing. Can you capture 81 mirror spirits in one fell swoop? Even if the quasi-sage enters, there is nothing you can do, I hope this is just sleepiness, not killing..."
Lin Su quietly looked at himself in front of him.
He felt weird.
Because the self inside is not exactly the same as the self at the moment.
Some held sharp swords by themselves, some held chessboards by themselves, and some cried on their own. When they saw their own tears, their eyes suddenly became moist...
Chi!
A long sword in his hand slashed at his neck after countless refractions in front of him. Lin Su raised his hand, and grasped his neck like a conditioned reflex. Blood!
Seeing the blood on his hands, Lin Su's face sank like water.
He understood the strangeness of the painting.
There is a mirror spirit in this painting, which can evolve into thousands of states.
The self inside is the self, and it is not the self!
This is an illusion and not an illusion!
Illusion alone can't kill him, but the mirror spirit inside can kill him, every time he stabs it, what he stabs is the image in the mirror, but what hurts his body.
If the attack is aimed at himself, he has countless defensive methods to block it, but this attack is not aimed at himself at all!
How to break?
Is it the law of space?
In the mirror painting, the laws of space have been completely distorted.
He doesn't even know where the space wall is, all he sees are mirrors, mirrors within mirrors, extending infinitely...
More importantly, the law of space does not belong to Wen Dao. Even if he uses the law of space to break the mirror, the high-level officials of the temple will definitely judge him to lose!
After losing this round, he still couldn't count as completing his tribulation, and his road to the temple fell headlong into a ditch before it even started.
Lin Su's thousand-degree pupils lifted up, catching the light and shadow in the mirror...
Soon, his eyes moved over thousands of images...
It was only a split second, he had already been injured in seven or eight places, and Hui Chunmiao tried his best to treat him, but he still couldn't keep up with the progress of his injury...
On the long corridor, everyone stood up, their faces changing...
No one spoke, but everyone felt unbearable...
They saw with their own eyes that the person who should be robbed was covered in blood!
They saw him hurt every inch with their own eyes!
Is this really appropriate?
He just entered the temple today!
He is just robbed!
He didn't make a big mistake!
Others gave Ying Jie a symbolic warning, but he Ying Jie broke through seven levels in a row, and now the temple is covered in blood!
On the high pavilion, Li Guihan's face was extremely pale, and she tightly grasped the fence, but she couldn't do anything...
Ya Song let out a long sigh: "Master, let's stop here!"
In the distant deep space, there was an old response: "He can speak by himself! Just admit defeat, and it will never kill him!"
Ya Song's face was gloomy, and she knew why.
The temple master is obsessed with defeating him, which is related to the dignity of the temple.
Above the temple, no one has ever been able to defeat all the examiners, and the temple will never allow such a thing to happen.
Therefore, no matter how the Palace Master feels about him, he must be suppressed with iron means.
This is the stand!
"Lin Su!" Wu Feng laughed loudly: "Have you experienced the power of painting? You can kneel down! Otherwise, the next wave of attacks will completely destroy your Wenshan literary world and literary heart!"
Lin Su said coldly: "It seems that Qinglian discussed the Tao, but I still haven't fully explained the essence of painting! How about adding something to you?"
There were thousands of wounds and bleeding all over the place, but Lin Su's voice was still as calm as before.
Thousands of viewers are moved by this perseverance.
Wu Feng laughed and said, "You still want to discuss the Tao? Then please!"
"Seven characters are enough for this discussion..." Lin Su said: "Drawing the Tao is also the art of light and shadow!"
As soon as the voice fell, his hand suddenly lifted...
The tip of the pen is in the void...
This stroke, stained with thick ink!
This stroke seems to penetrate the boundless mirror screen...
After this stroke, the whole world will be completely changed!
Without the mirror, without Lin Su, there is nothing but an ancient painting floating in the void. On this ancient painting, there are 81 mirrors painted, with a bright moon above it.
However, at this moment, the bright moon was wiped away by a drop of thick ink.
Tear!
The ancient painting turned into butterflies, and Lin Su stepped out. His clothes had already been changed, and the bloody clothes were gone. He was wearing a purple long gown, which was elegant.
Wu Feng's face changed suddenly, and he took a big step back.
Lin Su stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Wu Feng's neck: "You have to be thankful that this is the Tower of Jie, otherwise, today you are already a dead body! Get lost!"
With a wave of his hand, Wu Feng flies away!
With a chirping sound, the eighth petal of the green lotus fluttered down...
Above the sky, Luo Wuxin's eyes shone slightly: "Drawing the Tao is the art of light and shadow! But if you focus on the way of sight, what is not the art of light and shadow? Breaking the light source, the mirror painting will self-destruct, this is not only the purpose of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds!" Pulling the bottom out of the pot is another high point on the painting path!"
Yes, the way Lin Su broke the mirror painting was to block the light source in the painting!
As long as there is a light source, all the magic tricks of light and shadow realized with the help of light will be shattered.
The reason is very simple, but how many people in the world can find the hidden light source - the bright moon through countless mirror images?
Above the attic, eight people gathered together.
They looked at each other in blank dismay, as if dead ashes.
"The Chief Disciple of the Eight Palaces joined hands to fight, and they were defeated collectively!" Li Qingquan let out a long breath: "Next..."
"There is one more level!" Li Xiaoyao said: "The nine-story pagoda is bright, so it could be He Gong?"
Everyone raised their heads together, staring at the ninth floor tower that had just been lit up...
All of a sudden, there was a feeling of being rescued from a desperate situation.
On the other attic, Li Guihan and Ya Song held hands, they hadn't recovered from the thrill of the past, and were shocked by the lights of the ninth floor tower.
"Nine levels! The legendary nine levels finally appeared today... Palace Master! Should I say that Sansheng is lucky?" Ya Song's voice came to the void.
The old voice in the air returned: "Ya Song, don't be so yin and yang, you have to believe that this ninth checkpoint was not set by the master of the palace, nor was it set by the Seventeenth Palace!"
Ya Song frowned suddenly...
Li Guihan also turned pale with shock...
Ninth level!
It was not set by the seventeenth palace of the temple, so where did it come from?
Could it be the third heaven?
If it is really the third heaven, then the matter is really big...
When Lin Su stepped towards the ninth floor, he was also in a daze!
He had noticed a long time ago that there were only eight levels of assessment in this robbery tower, but when he finished all of them, the ninth level suddenly appeared!
Assessment rules, with nine as the extreme!
This is the upper limit of the temple!
However, this upper limit has never been used for thousands of years, because the previous assessment was not so strict.
It's been ten thousand years since he made an Octopus assessment today.
But in the end, Jiuji came!
You really don't want to step on me, you swear you won't give up!
Well, I'll sweep the temple!
If it is said that at the beginning, Lin Su didn't intend to compete with the holy temple, but when the nine poles came out, he really became angry and became stubborn!
Gods block and kill gods, but what about Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas?
It is nothing more than making your temple unhappy!
When will I let you pass quickly?
Since it is unavoidable to make you unhappy, then do it to your death!
Stepping into the ninth floor, there is a coffee table in front of you. Sitting beside the coffee table is a young scribe, dressed in black like night, handsome and elegant. Moge!"
Lin Su was stunned...
Moge? !
If there are still people he trusts in the temple, there are only two, one is Chang Shiba, the former Dageng capital, and the other is Hei Lao from Moge.
The ninth floor turned out to be someone from the Mo Pavilion!
On the long corridor, everyone was also shocked...
"It turned out to be Moge!"
"Hei Lao has made a move!"
"The two elders, black and white, have a detached status, above the seventeenth palace. It seems that the temple will not tolerate the matter of winning the customs clearance!"
"It's very rare for him to be able to get to this point in ten thousand years. It's reasonable to lose in the ninth test!" Someone said: "Can anyone bet on it? I bet he will never pass this test."
"That's needless to say? If this kid is a little smart, it's the best choice to admit defeat at this level. His journey in the temple will be much easier in the future..."
In the affairs of the world, we should pay attention to a point where enough is enough.
You have demonstrated your attainments in the first eight levels to the fullest, and there is no shame in admitting defeat in the ninth level.
The eighth level embodies means, while the ninth level embodies wisdom...
However, they couldn't guess what Lin Su was thinking, and they didn't dare to say whether Lin Su would broaden his starting path in the temple according to their best ideas.
Lin Su sat down in front of Ye Wushuang: "This pass, how does Brother Ye want to assess?"
"I've heard that brother Lin is unparalleled in warfare, and Ye wants to use war chess as a game to compete with brother Lin on the battlefield!" Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "I hope brother Lin will go all out!"
Lin Su raised his eyes and stared at Ye Wushuang's eyes: "What about you? Will you also go all out?"
"nature!"
"Brother Ye, please!"
"Brother Lin, please!"
With Ye Wu's hands together, a chessboard is placed on the coffee table...
The ninth floor robbery tower suddenly completely changed its appearance...
Without Jiejiang, without Jieta...
There are only thousands of miles of battlefields!
A blue flag was raised high, with a large character on the flag: Night!
On the opposite side, there is a handsome red flag with a large character on the flag: Lin!
There are 1000 soldiers under each of them, and each soldier is also a cavalry, riding a war horse, all weapons are spears, and they have exactly the same team.
"General Lin!" Ye Wu pointed at Lin Su with the blue flag in both hands: "Come on, fight to the death!"
"Fight!" Lin Su raised his banner abruptly.
With a bang, the two armies started to move out at the same time...
Killed halfway...
There was a sudden flash of light on Ye Wushuang's commander-in-chief's flag, and he shouted: "The art of war is one in ten!"
Hula, the thousand-man army he sat down expanded tenfold in an instant, and the [-]-man army rushed towards Lin Su's [-]-man army like a tide.
On the long corridor, everyone was shocked.
This is the Temple Art of War!
The peerless art of war left by the Bing Sheng in the past, one counts as ten!
Ye Wushuang actually made it so amazing...
Seeing the first meeting, Lin Su's thousand-man army was about to be wiped out.
Lin Su suddenly unfurled his banner: "The 36 strategy is to hide the truth!"
His army of thousands of people changed its form in an instant, as if there was nothing there, the army of ten thousand people passed by, and there was nothing there, and in the ranks of the army of ten thousand people, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the army of thousands of people passed through ten thousand people at some point Surrounded by the army, he entered the queue of an army of ten thousand people, chopping melons and vegetables for a meal.
Ye Wushuang yelled: "The art of war knows how to cheat!"
A great power of Wen Dao covered the entire army, and the thousand people in Lin Su's formation completely recovered to their original state, and they could no longer achieve the effect of invisibility.
Lin Su raised his hand: "36 Strategies to borrow a knife to kill someone!"
Chi!
Suddenly, half of the tens of thousands of people rushed over turned against them!
Stabbed the comrade next to him in the back!
In a blink of an eye, only [-] people remained in the army of [-] people!
"The Art of War is 'Grass and Trees Are Soldiers'!" Ye Wushuang shouted...
The grass and trees around Lin Su's thousand-strong army suddenly turned into powerful soldiers and rushed towards them. In a short while, the thousand-strong army also cut half of them away...
The remaining half were about to be swallowed up, Lin Su came up with a "36 Strategies of Li Daitao Zombie", and more than [-] people disappeared from the encirclement without a sound. home army.
In a blink of an eye, there were only 3000 Ye Family Army left!
As for the Lin family army, there are only 500 people left!
On the long corridor, in the void, almost everyone was so shocked by this extraordinary battle that they were speechless...
Although this war chess situation is a deduction of Wen Dao, it can be truly restored on the battlefield...
With Ye Wushuang's martial arts, a thousand soldiers and horses entering the battlefield are enough to kill a hundred thousand troops of the opponent, because he can be one against ten at any time, and he can use all trees and trees as soldiers.
However, Lin Su's [-] soldiers did not lose the slightest bit. Based on the loss rate alone, he still had the upper hand. Ye Wushuang's [-] troops left [-], a [-]% loss!As for him, there are still five hundred soldiers left in a thousand, which is half lost.
If these two people enter the battlefield, who in the world can stop them?
These two people performed the art of war, performing the best art of war in the world!
Ye Wushuang relied on the art of war left by the Bing Sheng in the past, while Lin Su relied on his own 36 tricks!
No matter who wins or who loses, they have already bloomed their own military skills in the temple!
Rang Bingdao, this long-forgotten way, has returned to everyone's sight!
Li Guihan frowned...
Yasong also frowned...
None of them spoke, because everything related to the way of war was taboo.
As for Luo Wuxin, there are no taboos. He himself is a taboo. He dared to speak: "The ninth level checkpoint is not a checkpoint in essence, but uses this checkpoint to tell the entire temple that the way of war exists! The way of war is amazing! Lin It's not surprising that someone has such an original intention, but why does Mo Ge cooperate with him in this big show?"
Jun Yue's voice returned: "This probably involves the origin of Hei Lao!"
Luo Wuxin was slightly shocked: "Hei Lao's root...you have checked it out?"
Jun Yue said: "It hasn't been verified yet, so Jun Yue didn't dare to report to the young master. According to the current limited intelligence analysis, when Hei Lao appeared in the temple, it happened to be the time when the third heaven was robbed. Some people guessed that the two , there is some kind of connection, but no one dares to prove it, after all, the strength of Hei Lao is equal to that of the Palace Master..."
The situation on the battlefield is getting more intense...
The art of war performed by Ye Wushuang is eye-opening...
The wind and the cloud are soldiers, and a big sword appears in the sky...
The fire is like a soldier, and countless fireballs appear around Lin Jiajun...
Water is a weapon, any place near water is a burial area...
And Lin Su's art of war is also unimaginable...
Walking is the best thing to do, to surround him in any way, he just walks away.
To capture the thief and capture the king, Ye Wushuang was almost killed by him several times.
He took advantage of the fire to rob, and when the fireball surrounded him, not only did he not get hurt, but he also killed a bunch of Ye family troops by using the fire's confusion.
Instead of the guest, more than 3 people were interpreted by him as an offensive of [-] people, causing Ye Wushuang to retreat hundreds of miles away.
All of a sudden, the endless interpretation of the art of war, the iron blood on the battlefield, and various twists and turns left everyone dumbfounded.
For half an hour, the fight between the two had come to an end. There were only 300 Ye family soldiers left, and only a hundred Lin family soldiers. The entire territory was almost stained red with blood.
Iron blood on the battlefield is performed to the fullest here!
Ye Wushuang held high the banner: "The final blow! The breakthrough in the art of war and physical strength, kill everything!"
As soon as the voice fell, the uniforms of the Ye family army were covered with a layer of blood red, and everyone roared to the sky at the same time, when the killing sound shook the sky, attack!
With just one face-to-face meeting, the Lin family's army was cut in half by the Ye family's army who was like a god of war!
This method of recruiting troops can actually increase the combat power of soldiers tenfold!
However, when Lin Su's banner was unfurled, something came out of nothing!
A large group of troops rushed into the opponent's formation, and the Ye family's army lost sight...
50 real people interspersed and killed...
The teams on both sides are rapidly decreasing...
Until the end there were only two people left, Ye Wushuang and Lin Su!
Chi!Ye Wushuang chopped off Lin Su's head!
Everyone in the audience was shocked, did they finally win?
However, a dead body behind Ye Wushuang suddenly bounced straight up and cut off Ye Wushuang's head...
Ye Wushuang's head rolled in the air and fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes were still wide open: "What is this plan?"
"Borrowing the corpse!" The soldier who beheaded him cracked a smile, and suddenly changed into Lin Su's appearance.
As soon as his hand fell, the Ye character flag fluttered down, while the Lin character war flag fluttered high.
With a chirping sound, the battlefield scene was involved in the war chessboard and disappeared without a trace.
The two sat on the coffee table and looked at each other.
"What a 36 tactics of war!" Ye Wushuang smiled brightly: "This test, little brother admit defeat!"
Silently, he was exiled far away...
The last green lotus petal fell from the sky.
Lin Su stood quietly on the top of the Tribulation Tower, eyes slightly closed...
On his Wenshan Mountain, a nine-petal green lotus was fully formed, rotating in the void, and every rotation seemed to carry endless mysteries...
On the pagoda, a portal opened out of thin air, green birds filled the sky, and fairy music floated...
Lin Su stepped towards this door, and there were three temple elders outside, and they bowed at the same time: "Welcome Lin Su to enter the temple, and welcome Chang Xing to formally take his seat!"
Under the cover of the holy light, the standing token on Lin Su's waist changed miraculously, as if a door had also been opened.
This is the official opening of the standing order in the temple.
From then on, Lin Su entered the temple in just one thought.
Lin Su bowed slightly: "Thank you, Elder!"
"The Standing Order has been activated, and Lin Changxing can use this order to choose a residence in Changxing Residence."
"Thank you again, elder!"
The three elders separated, and Lin Su stepped forward along this golden avenue of fairy music, and in front of him was a lake like a fairyland. The courtyard is divided into relatively independent spaces, and there is the Changxing Garden. (end of this chapter)