The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

In the air, the big black coffin was wide open, filled with black deathly energy, exuding a heart-stopping power.

"Rules?" After hearing what Li Chuyi said, all the shopkeepers were stunned. Tao is Tao and rules are rules. The two must not be confused.

Let’s talk about the doctrine first. It is ever-changing and what role it can play depends entirely on the practitioner’s own understanding.

For example, the Avenue of Thunder can destroy, it can also herald new life, it can kill evil and destroy demons, but there are also bloody thunders that cause harm to the world...

As for the rules, they are fixed. For example, people will eat when they are hungry and drink when they are thirsty. These are the rules.

But at the same time, rules can be artificially defined.

For example, coffins, the rule defined by people is to bury the dead. Although there are occasional exceptions, generally when you see a coffin, you can associate it with the dead.

This kind of rule is not specific, but a rule defined by people's consciousness.

But as for the coffin in the sky at this time, it embodies this kind of conscious rule and can be used as a magical channel technique.

And its rule is, death and burial, in common saying, kill you and then bury you!

"It's just a coffin, but it can actually create its own rules and use them against the enemy?" A shopkeeper looked at the black deathly energy winding down from the sky with disbelief in his eyes.

"The rules are irreversible and can only be broken through with force. If this little coffin is that much stronger, under its rules, we can only turn into a dead body in the coffin."

"Yes, I originally thought that this world in the fog was just chaos with no logic at all, but I didn't expect that the creatures here actually derived their own rules and techniques. Although they are not as varied as Taoism, to a certain extent, It’s even more weird and terrifying.”

At this moment, all the shopkeepers looked solemn in their eyes. According to the distinction between Tao principles and rules, they can be divided into Tao methods and rules techniques.

Taoism is a kind of magic that a monk who has reached a certain level, comprehends the great ways of heaven and earth and then performs it. For example, the Taoism left behind by the funeral immortal that Li Chuyi met in the secret realm of the Flying Immortal in the First Land ——The Book of Eternity.

It is ever-changing and can even create a world on its own, but its power is unpredictable.

It's just that in today's world, according to the rhetoric of the fortune teller, the great road has been swallowed up by the immortal life, so the path to comprehend the great road and cultivate one's own unique Taoism has long been cut off.

And what about the rules?

"The rules cannot be fixed!" Wuweizi's tone was extremely indifferent, but it made everyone tremble.

Yes, although the rules are fixed, they are too abstract. In these two examples, people have to eat when they are hungry and drink water when they are thirsty. These are rules, and they are rules that everyone has.

Of course, after monks reach a certain level, they can live without food and feed on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This does not mean that monks will not be hungry, but it just means that as their life levels jump, the food needed by the physical body has changed from whole grains to spiritual energy.

So how does this allow monks to practice? Eat when you are hungry, drink when you are thirsty, and sleep when you are sleepy. This is something that everyone knows and is innate. How can you understand this?

The so-called art of rules comes from some rare treasures in the world, such as the flesh and blood space that Li Chuyi once encountered. It has its own unique rules and can reshape the physical body.

So at this moment, when the shopkeepers of the Magic Pavilion saw that the little black coffin could use rules as a technique, they found it incredible.

"Big shopkeeper, since the rules cannot be modified, why can this coffin man use the art of rules?" A shopkeeper asked immediately.

At this time, the black death energy and the traction force had spread to the deck. Although the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, they could not help everyone.

But there is a strange feeling in everyone's heart, that is, they are dead people and should lie in the coffin in the sky.

It was this feeling that made them understand that what the coffin man was performing was not some Taoist magical power, but a real art of rules.

"I don't know!" Wuweizi shook his head slowly, his eyes also blank. As they sailed in the white mist for more than half a year, they gradually relaxed their vigilance, thinking that the creatures here were just weird and abnormal, but in fact there was no threat. Word.

But now, they discovered that some of the creatures can actually use rules as magic. But this time, the danger level of this white mist world has increased by a thousand or ten thousand times, and there is no upper limit.

"Seniors, the world in the white mist seems completely different from the outside world, which is why it has undergone such strange changes. So should we continue to move forward, or should we send someone to investigate first and find out the truth?" On the side, Li Chu One suggested.

In the air, the big black coffin saw that the people on the ship remained motionless. Even the weak creatures, such as dog-headed men and chickens, were not affected at all under their protection.

Suddenly he became angry, and the black lifeless energy surged out desperately, and the suction force became stronger and stronger.

It was also at this time that there was a "roar", followed by a thunderous roar, and the air of death rolled back into the sky. At the same time, as if it could lift the sky, an arm suddenly reached out and pulled the coffin into the palm of its hand. , and then withdraw it.

The one who took action was naturally Lin Rui. Although he was in human form, standing there with a cold look at this moment, he still felt like the king of the jungle, calm and powerful, and domineering!

He is a tiger, and he is naturally arrogant. With the temperament of a tiger, how can he tolerate Xiaoxiao's provocation, so he has taken action several times before, but usually his face is indifferent!

This is the nature of tiger!

Lin Rui had also told Li Chuyi before that the old man from Magic Pavilion who taught him had never suppressed his tiger nature.

It was only recently that Li Chuyi learned some past events from Wenshan and others. When Lin Rui was still a cub, he was captured in the Magic Pavilion and sold as goods.

What kind of existence is the Magic Pavilion? That can be used to sell longevity, vitality, and luck, so there must be something extraordinary about this tiger cub.

Tiger, the king of mountain beasts!

But not all tigers can be called tigers. Those who can be called tigers are born according to the will of heaven, earth and mountains.

Since the day it was born, it has been that mountain, the king of all the mountain beasts in that mountain range, commanding all the spirits in the world.

As for Lin Rui, he was the King of Tigers and Mountains. He was born in the Qingtian Mountains, a prestigious place in the first place that stretched for thousands of miles. He was captured not long after he was born.

"Haha, Lin Shanjun, it's you as expected. This move is so powerful!" Li Chuyi smiled playfully and walked over in a few steps.

Ever since he knew the other person's backstory, he liked to call him "Tiger". For no reason, he thought it was smooth and powerful.

"Shopkeeper Li, I like the word 'Rui'." Lin Rui held the big black coffin in his hand and spoke calmly.

"Uh! Mr. Ruishan!" Li Chuyi smiled bitterly. He was corrected several times by the other party. This was wrong again.