Renegade Immortal

Volume 12, Immortal Gang Tenth Yang, third update)

The scorching sun in the darkness, the primordial power emitted, the power that can tear apart the night, contains an indescribable aura. This aura belongs to Wang Lin, so the technique was created by Wang Lin himself.

But even if it belonged to Wang Lin, Wang Lin couldn't figure out what this aura was. He just had some feeling that this breath was the foundation of the Can Ye technique, the source of the power of the beginning, or in other words, it was the result of Wang Lin's belief!

This belief is a belief that tears apart the night, a belief that breaks the ordinary, and it is a belief that defies the heaven!

If you think of the night as layers of constraints that weigh on you, if you think of the night as the changes in the rules of the world that treat people like ants, if you think of the night as countless mountains descending on Wang Lin.

Then this power that tears apart the night is true rebellion and resistance!

Unless someone has the will to go against heaven, it is impossible to create such a magical power. If there is a thought that cannot be given up and does not want to give up, it is impossible to create such a magical power!

Wang Lin didn't understand it at first, but now, the moment he saw the aura in the scorching sun in the residual night, he vaguely understood why he could create this residual night!

Because of his reluctance to let go of Li Muwan, he was unwilling to give up on Li Muwan. For Li Muwan, he was going to tear apart the night that covered his world! For Li Muwan, he had to make sure that the dark night could no longer cover his eyes!

This is Can Ye!

This is the magical power he, Wang Lin, created for Li Muwan! Although this magical power has nothing to do with Li Muwan from the earliest creation to the present, in Wang Lin's heart, his Taoist heart, everything about him, and the persistence he pursues are all in this first magical power he created. , expressed clearly.

In the breath of the scorching sun, he vaguely thought of his Wan'er.

Fighting with people, fighting with beasts, fighting with the earth, fighting with the sky, fighting with the stars, fighting with all living things, fighting with the Immortal Gang, all of this is the dark night. All Wang Lin has done in his life is one thing!

Tear open the layers of darkness covering his eyes and look for the light after the darkness!

This is Can Ye! !

Wang Lin couldn't understand it before, and he was also hazy, but now, with the help of this soul armor and his current cultivation level, he can vaguely understand it when he performs the Canning Night Technique.

This is the first spell he created.

It is also the only one that truly embodies Wang Lin's own beliefs and the soul that has accompanied him throughout his life, fused together to form the magical power of Taoism!

This magical power has been completely integrated with his body, his life, and his beliefs. Wang Lin doesn't know what to call this magical power, but Zhang Daozong and others know it!

Almost at the moment when the world was submerged by the sea, and the blazing sun appeared in the darkness in the distance, Zhang Daozong and others' eyes were immediately focused on the only light in the darkness.

The moment he saw the scorching sun and faintly saw an indescribable aura in the scorching sun, Zhang Daozong's expression suddenly changed. His body trembled, and there was a look in his eyes that he could not believe. This scorching sun The appearance of the strange aura within it made his mind explode like a million thunders!

"This is... this aura is..." Zhang Daozong's face instantly turned pale, without any trace of blood, and his expression was horrified.

There was also the old man surnamed Zhao. He stared blankly at the breath in the scorching sun that was very faint, but still existed tenaciously, like the nascent breath of the scorching sun. He seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and his eyes showed overwhelming fear and shock. This kind of shock, even if someone said that all the monks in Tianniu Continent died overnight, it would not be comparable to what it is now.

"This is impossible... This is impossible... Could he be reincarnated..."

Except for the two of them, the other two female cultivators in the early stage of the Sky Tribulation only felt a little frightened by this aura, but they did not lose their composure like the two Zhang Daozong. They did not understand what this aura represented.

They didn't understand, but the expressions of the four green demon messengers all changed suddenly when they saw the scorching sun. They were extremely ugly, showing fear and extreme palpitations.

"This is a letter technique...beyond the magical power, Taoist magic and all things, only the Great Heavenly Lord can display it, a letter technique!!"

"You can't be wrong, this is the faith technique!! The belief contained in the blazing sun, after reaching a certain level, forms the strongest kind of all magical powers, and the faith technique is more difficult to possess than the Taoist technique! !”

"The faith arts can only be mastered by the nine Great Heavenly Lords. According to rumors, there is no inheritance of faith arts, let alone the inheritance. Every faith technique is created by the Great Heavenly Lords themselves!!"

"Who is this person?! How could he be able to cast a belief technique? Although there is not much belief, it does exist!!"

The power of faith, after Taoism, is indescribable. This kind of magical power requires faith, but it is not the will of the origin of fire, but must be transformed by one's own experience and persistence. It can be seen as It’s the ultimate change in artistic conception!

Will and belief are completely different, just like blocking the gap between heaven and earth. Only when the will is strong enough can it become a belief! ! A perseverance and a belief that will never look back!

This belief is not incense, but a persistent expression of believing in yourself, believing in everything you do, and believing that you can definitely accomplish it.

Artistic conception, origin, belief!

When the artistic conception reaches its limit, the corresponding source of understanding can be born. When this source reaches the extreme, it can be transformed into the true body of the original source. If this true body contains will, it can transform into a true god! !

The so-called true God is because the existence of the will replaces everything, but even so, it is still extremely difficult to change again and reach true perfection. This perfection is the birth of faith!

Spells, Taoism, and belief arts!

These three different magical powers correspond to the two transformations of artistic conception. The magic corresponds to the artistic conception, the Taoist magic corresponds to the origin, and the faith magic corresponds to belief!

However, this last level has only been achieved by nine Great Heavenly Lords throughout the ages! The rest are all looking up at their feet!

Can Ye was created by Wang Lin, and it contains his life of tearing apart the night!

Great Heavenly Lord, the reason why you can make magic into reality is because of your strong belief that you can create something out of nothing!

This creation out of nothing is the Great God, the root of all magical powers!

Wang Lin closed his eyes in that land, but he could see everything outside, because at this moment, he seemed to exist in the scorching sun, as if he had transformed into that breath. He saw the sea below, that The people who were surrounded saw their horrified expressions.

"I believe that you are part of this dark night..."

"I believe that you are part of what is blocking me from moving forward..."

"I believe that when the scorching sun rises into the sky, you will dissipate together with the night..."

"I believe that after this dark night, there will be the light that I have been looking for for thousands of years..."

"I believe that light must exist, it must... I believe it!"

"My head is no longer black. The night gave me a black head, but it represents light..."

"My eyes are no longer black. They contain fire and thunder, as well as rule-like restrictions... The night gave me black eyes, but the fire will burn the night, and the thunder will Illuminating the dark night, the restrictions will break the rules, I want to use my eyes to see the light!"

Wang Lin murmured, and his voice swirled in the sea and heaven and earth filled with magical powers in the residual night, and fell into the hearts of the green demon envoy, Zhang Daozong, the old man surnamed Zhao, and the two female souls. This voice was just like the Taoist spirit of the past. Scripture, but at this moment, it is Wang Lin’s belief!

Wang Lin opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the scorching sun at the end of the sea burst out with dazzling light. The light spread endlessly, containing Wang Lin's belief that it could dispel darkness. Find bright faith!

That was the belief that defied fate, tore apart the night, and resurrected Li Muwan. That was the unyielding spirit that he had carried into his soul throughout his life!

That was his, the first letter technique! !

The entire black sky disappeared at this moment, and the sea water suddenly disappeared at this moment. And the two female souls in the early stage of the Sky Tribulation did not scream in the slightest, but smiled, as if they were infected by Wang Lin's faith, and gained relief in the darkness that was shrouded in light and torn apart. When they reach the light, their smiles, body and spirit will disappear!

The old man surnamed Zhao trembled, and his body was torn apart, turned into flesh and blood, and disappeared together with the black color. His soul trembled, and he struggled in the dissipation of the dark night, letting out bursts of roars.

He is not willing to die like this. As a great master in the middle stage of the Air Tribulation, even though he retains an independent clone in the Green Demon Continent, and even though the death of this deity will not make him truly extinct, he is still not willing to do so!

But under this spell, his struggle lasted for a short time before he smiled, closed his eyes, and dissipated.

As for Zhang Daozong, his cultivation level was slightly higher than that of the old man surnamed Zhao. At this moment, his physical body collapsed, and his spirit screamed in agony. He retreated hastily, spat out a piece of Yupei hidden in his spirit, and held it with him. In front of him, the Yupei emitted a soft light, which offset it for a moment, before the Yupei suddenly shattered.

There was despair in Zhang Daozong's eyes. He had not cultivated any avatar in his life. He relied solely on his own immortal energy. At this moment, under Wang Lin's Can Ye Xin Technique, his soul gradually dissipated, but it was not destroyed, but condensed together. It turned into a dazzling light and rushed straight into the sky. As he rushed out, he gradually lost consciousness, but under this letter technique, he managed to escape.

The sound of shattering mirrors echoed, and the green magic mirrors that appeared outside the bodies of the four green demon envoys suddenly collapsed, and the projection of the Green Demon Continent immediately collapsed!

The earth trembled, and everything returned to its original state. It was still the Jitian Grassland. The four Green Goblin messengers each spurted out blood and rolled back quickly. The moment they retreated, Wang Lin, wearing black armor, walked out of the earth!

Bai was fluttering in the wind, and a terrifying aura surrounded his body.

Being alone...sad...