The first cause of all realms

Chapter 639 Martial Saint, Lin Daoren!

boom!
In the tornado that runs through the clouds, Lin Daoren's sleeves are like flags, and indescribable emotions are surging in his heart.

Lost relatives at a young age, learning art at a young age, becoming famous all over the world when he went down the mountain when he was young, he was killed in middle age, seriously injured and dying...

Wu Sheng...

Before his eyes, he seemed to see his former self again. In front of the mountain gate, the teacher asked him how to make a choice. He said that he would not give up the martial arts, nor would he give up the immortal way.

And now...

"teacher……"

Intense emotions welled up in his chest, and then turned into a long howl, which shook for hundreds of miles.

Qingyue, high-pitched, lonely and passionate.

The long howling sound echoed all over the field, rumbled and shook endlessly, causing a boil inside and outside the Northwest Road City.

Many martial arts figures who were alarmed climbed over the wall one after another, or walked out of the city quickly.

In front of the solitary tomb, the wind howled, Yang Qian looked into the sky, the emotion in the howling sound was extremely intense.

In a trance, there seems to be an old man who has gone through ups and downs, and told him face to face that he has spent half his life up to now, more than seventy years of wind, frost, rain and snow.

"If my life is up to me..."

After thirty years of suffering, it was like a tiger getting out of its shackles and a dragon entering the sea. The scorching blood energy spread layer by layer on Lin Daoren's body.

The wind and the fire are in perfect harmony at this moment, and in the eyes of many people, they seem to be burning like a scorching sun-like fireball.

"Wu Sheng!"

"Someone wants to break through the Martial Saint!"

"Yes, it's Daoren Lin!"

……

Outside the city, there was an uproar.

In the Northwest Daocheng, there are many warriors in the rivers and lakes, and many of them are masters of the older generation who have heard of Lin Daoren's reputation.

At this moment, hearing the roar and seeing the flames and waves, everyone's heart was shaken, and they couldn't restrain their excitement!

Since ancient times, there are only a handful of martial saints. This is the pinnacle of martial arts, the monument of martial arts, and the myths of the rivers and lakes. How can you be calm when you witness it with your own eyes?
"Lin Daoren is burning his life?!"

On the high flagpole, Qin Lihu was shocked and amazed.

His porch has been opened, and his perception is astonishing. Although the distance is extremely far away, he can still catch the familiar breath, but how is this possible?

When he asked to see him last time, this Taoist was clearly as weak as a candle in the wind...

As soon as he thought about it, he had summoned up his true energy and approached very quickly.

Since ancient times, there have been very few Martial Saints, and almost none of them can witness the breakthrough of a Martial Saint. Such an experience is extremely important to him at this time.

"Lin Daoren?!"

Qi Daoguang strode over, his tiger eyes were startled, full of surprise and doubt.

A few days ago, he had just fought with him. At that time, Lin Daoren had extremely high martial arts attainments, but he was exhausted and exhausted. Not to mention a martial saint, he might even fall to the position of a grand master.

How long did it take to break through?
He took a step forward subconsciously, but stopped abruptly, looked at the lone grave, and saw Yang Jue standing in the wind, holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes were like torches.

Is it because of him?

Sweeping Yang Ju's life force that turned from white to black and flourished again, Qi Daoguang's heart shuddered, and he heard a long roar like thunder, rumbling and shaking.

"Fang De planted golden lotus in the fire!"

Boom!

In the sky, flames burst, like a group of golden lotuses blooming in it.

At this moment, Qi Daoguang only felt that amidst the wind and rain, the surging and roaring ocean, the sea tide was rising, gloomy and dangerous.

At a certain moment, the golden light bloomed, and a big fish covered with scars rose from the abyss, accompanied by the thunderous roar,

Like a Kunpeng soaring into the sky!
"What a Lin Taoist!"

Qi Daoguang couldn't help admiring.

His perception is strong, and besides Quelin Daoren, he is the person who is closest to the threshold of the Martial Saint.

He could even detect the changes in the qi, blood and true energy in Lin Daoren's body.

This level is also called the level of burning life.

The flaming golden lotus is the fusion of Qi and blood that Lin Daoren has cultivated all his life. At this moment, Lin Daoren spared no effort and was blatant and resolute.

If you fail, you must die!

"He made a choice..."

In front of the solitary grave, Yang Jue's eyes were condensed, his brows were half open, and he was aware of more things than anyone else.

Martial saints and ten capitals, can they have both?

The answer is yes.

In the top five on the Splendid List, apart from Zhang Xuanba, the other four including Mu Qingliu and Heishan Old Demon all have both.

But it is extremely difficult to obtain both at the same time.

According to what the Taoist said, those who become martial saints first will not be able to advance to the Ten Capitals no matter what. If they want to have both, they must first become the Ten Capitals, or the two must be synchronized.

The reason for this is not clear to the Taoists of Zhenyan, maybe it is not the case, but the records that have been handed down since ancient times are all like this.

On the bright side, this step does not seem to be difficult, but only those who have made this decision will understand the difficulty.

The difficulty of martial saints lies in talent, comprehension, will, and practice, while the difficulty of Shidu lies in the difficulty of finding fate, the sea of ​​laws is vast, and luck is greater than self-cultivation.

Lin Daoren, Qi Daoguang, Wang Muzhi, Tie Hengliu and other top masters who possess the fruits of Dao can all touch the threshold of martial saints.

But because ten things are hard to achieve, instead, you will have to spend ten years, decades, or even longer in front of Wu Sheng's gate!
The reason why Lin Daoren didn't make a breakthrough back then was because of this reason, but at this moment, he has already made a decision!
"He is so urgent, maybe he is afraid that he will hesitate and regret..."

Enlightenment rose in Yang Ju's heart.

In the sky, the golden lotus flames scattered along with the whistling hurricane, Lin Daoren landed slowly, and his vigorous blood flowed back.

At this moment, his aura is different!
Without the weakness and stagnation of the past, even though his hair is long and half white, his aura is far more intense than before.

"Thank you."

After his blood calmed down, Lin Daoren had arrived in front of the lonely grave. He bowed to Warden Yang, then turned around and knelt down in front of the grave.

"teacher……"

As soon as he made a breakthrough, Lin Daoren seemed not very happy. In front of the tomb, there was great sadness and sadness in his eyes.

"If the disciple hadn't been so stubborn back then..."

With a long sigh, Lin Daoren let out the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for many years, and when he stood up again, his whole person's aura had undergone an earth-shaking change.

When the light in his eyes fell, Yang Jue's heart couldn't help shaking.

Lin Daoren, who is about to break through, has a heavy and vast aura, which seems to have surpassed Nie Longtian...

"Uncle~~~"

With a long crying sound, Zhao Kun rushed towards him and fell to the ground from a distance. Seeing that Lin Daoren was promoted to Martial Saint, for some reason, he burst into tears.

"Why are you crying!"

Lin Daoren's sleeves flicked, and the invisible force had already propped it up.

"After more than twenty years, the world has added another martial arts monument..."

While the voice echoed, Qi Daoguang came with a halberd.

Lin Daoren's eyes were gloomy, and he said lightly: "At this moment, the poverty is gone, and I really want to learn the bullying fist on the ninth grade again!"

"Huh~"

Qi Daoguang smiled, and Fang Tian's painting halberd slowly raised:

"This halberd of a certain family is already at the top tenth rank. It is not impossible to use it to learn the rebellious Sanshou!"

call!
The halberd was raised, his aura was aggressive and domineering, and he faced Lin Daoren who had already broken through without the slightest fear, even eager to try.

"Success, of course it is not."

Lin Daoren stretched his arms, and the blood in his body flowed like volcanic magma that had accumulated for countless years.

The breath leaked out, causing a gust of wind to blow up in the forest.

However, that's all. With his stretched arms hanging down, he shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, Pindao has no interest in you now..."

"Not very interested?"

Qi Daoguang frowned, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes:
"Qi, the martial saints who fight against each other are more than one or two. Not to mention you who are about to break through, even if Nie Longtian is here, what can I do?"

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a loud bang exploded over the plain.

The red color was like a fire that scorched the sky, and once it was sent out, Lin Daoren remained in place, seemingly silent, while Qi Daoguang retreated tens of feet, Fang Tian's painted halberd clanged, as if he had been hit hard.

"A difference of one line makes two different people..."

Gently flicking Fang Tian's painting halberd, Qi Daoguang's eyes became brighter, the arrogance around him rose, and the surroundings were scorched with dense color.

After a collision, his breath became more and more boiling.

"It's no wonder that you are so arrogant and domineering with a body that lifts the sky at the second level. It's really hard to break the poor way at this moment, but..."

Gently stretching his five fingers, Lin Daoren suddenly smiled, very coldly:
"Believe it or not, just outside this city, the poor Taoist will hang you up and beat you?"

"Insanity!"

Qi Daoguang's face darkened, and he took a step forward.

boom!
Fang Tian, ​​who suddenly pierced through the air, was blocked by a long knife.

In the midst of the roar of anger, Yang Juan calmly said:
"Brother Qi, if you are so urgent, then you don't need to choose a date. You and I will fight now, how about we win?"

Zheng~
Fang Tian painted his halberd back on his shoulders, Qi Daoguang suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart, he was never a temper of being angry and silent, but it was about "shaking the sky and shaking the earth", so he had to hold his nose and bear it.

At this moment, the two great gods have not responded yet, so he insisted on making a move, but he might not gain much...

"Nine days later, I will come to find you!"

This time, Qi Daoguang did not return to the city, but carried Fang Tian's painted halberd into the field, and his back disappeared between several ups and downs.

"This person's talent and martial arts are not inferior to yours, but he has more than 20 years of practice than you. He has a sky-high body, and his horizontal training is so strong that even a martial sage can't break it..."

Looking at Qi Daoguang's leaving back, Lin Daoren spoke in a cold and merciless voice:

"If the two of you play against each other, the odds of winning are only three points."

"In front of the Martial Saint's Gate, no matter how high you are, it's only so high. It's really meaningless if you practice for 20 years or 30 years."

Responding casually, Yang Jue didn't like to talk about the outcome, so he said instead:

"You owe me three things, and you can only leave after paying them off."

Lin Daoren's mind, he naturally understands, the reason why he is eager to break through is probably because of Dayan Mountain...

"The three things are what you said, but Pindao didn't agree."

Lin Daoren replied coldly.

"That's up to you."

Ignoring the duplicity of Lin Daoren, Yang Jian sat on the floor, closed his eyes intently, and sensed the subtle changes in his body.

This ginseng fruit made up for all the life energy he had consumed, and there was even some remnants.

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