The House of Everything I Created

But in reality, this power does not exist, but this person thinks it does.

And he conceived the principle of the existence of this power in his mind, and established a non-existent principle from nothing.

In the end, this principle turned into Dao Mark. Although it does not exist in the real world, it exists in his spiritual world.

This is a very difficult to understand concept at the spiritual level.

The painter's skills become the Tao, and the same is true.

He gave his feelings and thoughts to the painting, thinking that the pinnacle of painting should be like this.

Then this painting principle that is believed to exist becomes the Dao Mark.

Once multiple Dao Marks establish a huge field, a wonderful picture will appear in the battle.

That is, all the physical laws of this world in the field may change.

At this time, Lin Yi also grasped what form the Shen Wufang would fight in once he started fighting?

"The power of the mind is really interesting. This is a power worth exploring."

He had a vague idea in his mind that by gathering countless Dao Marks, perhaps in the future he could build a universe completely based on acquired Dao Marks.

In that universe, all the principles are different from the real world.

That is a universe that subverts everything, a universe full of miracles.

Feeling the eleven Dao marks floating in his spirit.

A thought flashed through Lin Yi's mind, "I have to speed up the collection of Dao marks."

"Only with countless Dao marks can I reach the point I imagine."

"A fantasy universe that is completely independent of the real world."

"The life span obtained from Gu has also been consumed a lot, and I have to focus on collecting life span next."

"People in this world have no way to live forever, and life span is the best hard currency."

"You can buy various artifacts containing Dao marks from them."

"Since this string of sandalwood beads can contain Dao marks, there is definitely no way that there is only this one."

The sandalwood beads in his hand have become very ordinary because of the extraction of Dao marks, and some spiritual magnetic fields are still left on them.

Although not as precious as before, for ordinary people, if they can wear them every day, they will also regulate their body, mind and spirit, and always be in a peaceful state.

Placing the sandalwood beads casually on the table, Lin Yi's eyes fell on the sword calligraphy.

Reaching out to take the sword copybook in his hand, a trace of spirit touched the spirit contained in the sword copybook.

In an instant, the stars moved, and Lin Yi's spirit came to a small courtyard.

There was a middle-aged man in the courtyard, holding a green sword in his hand.

The sword light suddenly appeared, like a sword dance, and beautiful sword lights exploded like a dragon.

The sword light was like a gorgeous star, or a beautiful universe, and thousands of lights were constantly evolving in this small courtyard.

Lin Yi just watched quietly, this sword technique has been sublimated into a kind of Tao.

Each of his sword lights contains the magnetic field of the spirit, the power of the mind? Affecting the senses of all living beings within the range.

Let them see all kinds of incredible scenes? Their hearts will be covered by this sword light.

If they are really killed by this sword light, it means real death.

I don’t know how long it has been? The sword light suddenly retracted? The green sword was retracted to the chest of the middle-aged man.

The tip of the sword pointed to the sky. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in a strange state.

The next moment, the sword light suddenly burst out, and the sword stabbed out.

This thing was ordinary and did not seem to have any strangeness.

But at the tip of the sword light, a faint distortion flashed by, and a tiny crack appeared at the tip of the sword.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yi was a little surprised.

"Tearing the space, interesting."

"The magnetic field of life, the magnetic field of spirit, and the power of the mind are completely integrated into this sword."

"It actually interfered with the operation of time and space."

"In other words, the power of this world also has the ability to interfere with the essence of the world."

After one sword, this world shattered. The middle-aged man standing in the courtyard slowly put down the sword in his hand.

Looking at the broken world around him, there seemed to be a trace of regret in his eyes.

His eyes looked at Lin Yi, as if conveying some information.

Lin Yi looked at the eyes of the middle-aged man, and suddenly understood the serious information.

"Connecting the past and the future, the inheritance of martial arts."

When his spirit returned to his body, Lin Yi showed a trace of respect on his face. The sword calligraphy in front of him was deliberately left by the supreme sword immortal 2,000 years ago.

It contains the sword immortal's lifelong swordsmanship and ultimate understanding.

This sword immortal has reached the end of this road. He left the inheritance just hoping that someone in the future can break through this limit and create a new realm of swordsmanship.

The sword calligraphy lay quietly in front of him, and the trace of spiritual imprint in it weakened a little.

Obviously, every inheritance will weaken the spirit this time.

Until the end, this trace of spirit completely disappeared.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Lin Yi's mouth, "This supreme sword immortal Li Hualian may be a good member."

At this time, his eyes looked at the gold coin next to him.

The legendary hero king of the West-Hermes, the first king and hero who unified the entire ancient West.

He gently picked up the gold coin, which contained a layer of rich spirit.

A ray of spirit connected to the gold coin, and in an instant, Lin Yi seemed to have traveled through countless time and saw a king working on a pagoda.

It was a sky garden that was 100 meters high, and in the middle of the garden was a huge palace.

The entire sky garden had a diameter of 300 meters, and below it was a solid structure composed of huge columns.

The huge palace also had a diameter of 100 meters, solemn and dignified, and pure white.

At this time, in the center of the palace, on the throne of the hero king, a majestic man sat there quietly.

He was 2.4 meters tall, with perfect streamlined muscles all over his body, without a trace of fat, wearing an ancient robe, gorgeous and exquisite.

He had no hair, and there were lines drawn with golden paint on his face, and the whole person looked deep and noble.

At this time, a ball of gold appeared in his hand, and his hand gently squeezed it, and the gold kept changing its image in his hand.

Finally, it turned into a gold coin with his head printed on it.

He played with the gold coin carefully. Every time he stroked it, it became more refined.

A trace of spiritual magnetic field wrapped around the gold coin, making it glow mysteriously like a gem.

When the gold coin was completely finished, he gently placed it on the tray in his right hand.