Twin martial arts

"Why? Could it be that someone has made a comparison like this in front of you?"

The monk looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled casually: "No, I just think this kind of metaphor is too permeating."

"Infiltration?" The monk laughed.

"Senior, do you mean that there are unknowable creatures that parasitize the cultivator, but if the cultivator is too strong, he will be eliminated, so" Qingyue guessed and expressed her own understanding.

Obviously, Kui Niu thinks so too.

The monk sighed, looked at Lin Fan, and asked, "Little friend, what do you think?"

Lin Fan was slightly taken aback, and said: "Senior's analogy has its own meaning, how can this junior dare to make random guesses?"

The monk just looked at Lin Fan like this, and sighed again after a long while, and said, "It's not that something else is parasitic on our cultivators, but that we cultivators are parasitic on unfathomable beings."

"what?"

Whether it was Kui Niu or Qingyue, they were all horrified, and then terrified!

Even Lin Fan felt incredible.

cultivator.

What is a cultivator?

Cultivate the sky, cultivate the earth, cultivate the Tao, cultivate the interior, and cultivate oneself.

What is the picture?

Seeking longevity, invincibility, and immortality.

Walking along the way, fighting against the sky and the earth, against people and against oneself, strictly speaking, every cultivator is walking against the sky.

But at this time, some people even compared the cultivator to a humble and lowly parasite, parasitic on the unfathomable existence, absorbing nutrients and becoming himself.

"This is the truth." The monk looked up at the sky and said calmly, "I am a dead person, so I am not afraid of dying again. Don't scare me."

This sentence appeared out of time and suddenly, making Lin Fan break out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that after the monk uttered this metaphor, he was already being watched?

Will the mortal disaster be rained down on the head of this monk?

Click.

At this moment, a dazzling spear shot against the sky. It was a long spear enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Totem clan, and it was the divine weapon of a certain ancestor of this clan in the past.

"The magic soldier has a spirit, remember the old enemy." The monk said, and then said leisurely: "Some secrets should not be easily revealed, otherwise someone in the dark will be able to sense it."

Lin Fan suddenly felt restless.

How big is the world?

If they stay in a corner and tell some mysteries, will some existence be alarmed?

"Believe it or not, some people can have unpredictable events happen just by chanting their names," the monk urged solemnly.

Lin Fan opened his mouth, but the monk interrupted, and said, "What you want to say is, you often talk about Thor and others, why didn't they have any perception, didn't react, right?"

Lin Fan nodded.

The monk said: "You are the son-in-law of the two gods, Lei and Meng, even if they know, they will do nothing."

Lin Fan didn't speak anymore, Qingyue said: "Let's ask senior to continue explaining."

The monk was silent for a moment, then said, "There are some things that cannot be explained too clearly."

It seems to be thinking,.After sorting out his words, the monk said after a while, "A dog in the world of mortals must have fleas on his body. We cultivators are like those fleas."

Just thinking about it made Qingyue feel sick and got goosebumps.

The monk laughed and said: "Although this metaphor is indecent, it is very vivid, and that dog is our parasitic existence. When we fleas are just scabies to them, we can still survive well, but if When we have grown to a certain level and must drink the blood of our host to survive, our time of death has come."

The monk sighed, looked at Lin Fan, and said, "No matter how powerful we are, we are just fleas to our host, and no matter how strong a flea is, we are still just fleas. For us, it is a catastrophe.”

This metaphor made all three of them feel chilly.

Even, doubting what is the purpose of self-cultivation?

To follow the monk analogy, that's pretty pessimistic.

Even if it becomes the strongest existence among fleas, it is still a flea.

"That's why there are so-called heavenly battles, the battles of gods from ancient times to the present, the battles of authenticity, and so-called strangeness, evil, and ominous things?"

Lin Fan took a deep breath!

Even if the monk's words are ambiguous, he can draw a rough idea based on what he has experienced in this life.

The monk looked at Lin Fan, but did not speak.

"No matter how strong a flea is, it can only be a flea. Unless the flea is separated from the dog and no longer parasitizes it, or if it overrides him, it can avoid tragedy and be liquidated." Lin Fan whispered, then suddenly laughed, and said: "So, whether it is Thor or Medicine God, they are just fleas just like us, but they are the most powerful fleas."

A gleam of appreciation appeared in the monk's eyes.

Lin Fan suddenly pointed at him and laughed: "You are also a flea, just a dead flea."

The monk frowned, but smiled after a while: "That's right, in fact, in the final analysis, all the fleas that haven't left the dog's body are fleas."

"I understand." Lin Fan stood up slowly, and looked at the sky that was so dark that there was no starlight at all: "That dog"

The monk's complexion changed, but Lin Fan chuckled. He raised his hand to the sky, and then squeezed it hard. Half of the sky was torn off by him, and he crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground at random: "I will surpass him!" superior."

"So you mean, strictly speaking, the place we entered is a crippled world?" Lin Fan's eyes widened.

Incredible.

According to Kui Niu's explanation, Lin Fan knew that the mountains, rivers, deserts, or chaotic lands they walked through were actually the epitome of an era that was once brilliant to the extreme.

They went to war.

lost.

The world is withered, and all souls are gone.

Kui Niu also emphatically mentioned that small village.

To put it bluntly, it was also a brilliant dynasty, before their totem tribe, but it was also lonely in the end.

"As you go all the way, there are dead bones and dead souls wherever you step, and dead souls linger wherever you look up."

Qingyue's face was extremely ugly when Kui Niu said this.

Lin Fan was silent: "Your ancestor should still be alive, otherwise that gun would not be able to unleash that terrifying killing power."

Kui Niu smiled bitterly: "There is no difference between life and death."

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.

Kui Niu said: "There is a Jedi deep in this place, where too many gods are imprisoned."

"What?" Qingyue exclaimed: "Who made the move? If you dare to imprison the gods, you will not be afraid."

Kui Niu said: "I don't know who shot it. I don't know who made the cage. It has existed since ancient times. It has imprisoned the gods and cut off the hope of the heavens."

"How to get there?" Lin Fan suddenly became anxious, as if the place where the gods were imprisoned was the ultimate goal of his trip.

"I don't know, I only know in the deepest part." Kui Niu said: "For countless years, my family has also produced a monster, the strongest demigod was born, and went to find the trace of the ancestor, but died on the way."

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the gun enshrined in the ancestral hall by the Totem family rang out, and then appeared in front of Lin Fan in an instant.

This is the magic weapon of the past, the ultimate weapon.

The body of the gun was dim, and a moment later, an extremely strange woman appeared in front of Lin Fan, saying, "I can take you to the Lord."

"You are Spear Spirit?" Lin Fan frowned.

Zhu Tian also appeared at this time, taking the appearance of Lin Fan, staring at Gun Ling from the side: "You are so strong, I am not your opponent for the time being, but you can't destroy me."