Immortal Sword Master

The void wasteland is filled with countless pains, roars, and the unwilling anger of the void demon spirits.

Every inch of the land here is soaked with the blood of monks and demon spirits.

After leaving this wasteland, Lin Xin went to another place.

Pieces of wasteland, the more dilapidated they are, the more satisfying they are.

But he still felt like something was missing.

The distance from the Dragon Snake Realm is getting farther and farther away, and the surrounding void is getting more and more barren, and there is no floating plane world for a long time.

Lin Xin was covered in a light green halo, flying in the void like a shooting star.

From time to time, he took out the plane distribution map of the Dragon Snake Realm from his body and examined it carefully. It marked all the explored plane worlds around the Dragon Snake Realm.

After flying alone for several hours, Lin Xin soon landed on a barren wasteland.

This piece of waste soil is in the shape of a shell, slightly sunken, showing a hint of pink in the void.

Lin Xin slowly stepped on the muddy ground under his feet.

It's moist, soft, and has a lot of moisture.

Here... Lin Xin took out the distribution map and looked at it.

The distribution map around the dragon and snake world does not mark any records about this wasteland, and the farthest plane that can be found on it is also tens of spiritual miles away from here.

And one spiritual mile is equal to one hundred miles, that is to say, this place is already thousands of miles away from the range of this distribution map.

Lin Xin simply put away the picture and looked around.

The wasteland of this plane is very small, and most people walk straight, and it may take only ten minutes to reach the top.

There was a hint of red everywhere on the ground.

He squatted down, squeezed a handful of soil, put it in his palm and smelled it.

It's so fishy...

Frowning, Lin Xin threw away the dirt and stood up.

This place should be the fragments of the plane left by the battle of the gods in the ancient times. The fishy smell on it is not just the void demon spirit, but also a trace of the evil spirit.

He has been dealing with evil gods since he was in the underworld, and he is extremely sensitive to the aura of evil gods.

It doesn't matter, let's try it first.

He closed his eyes, and began to disperse his consciousness into many parts, slowly and evenly sprinkled down, seeping into the pink soil under his feet.

'Listen....listen to the teachings of all things...' Just as he lost his consciousness and sank, he heard low, huge, ancient exclamations in his ears.

Lin Xin ignored the remnants of this evil god, and penetrated even further into the interior of the wasteland.

Consciousness passed through countless pink soil, and he continued to drill down. He clearly felt that the surrounding soil was getting redder and darker.

But in a moment, the surrounding area has completely turned into blood, as if completely soaked in blood.

Even if it's just a touch of consciousness, he can feel that this place is full of endless blood.

The extremely strong black death energy, like a wronged soul, even had its own consciousness, and began to walk through the blood-colored soil nearby.

They condensed into strips of black air with human heads, screaming and howling in pain, constantly shuttling through the bloody mud.

Lin Xin realized that he didn't disturb them. These deadly actions seemed to be out of mind control.

It really is the land of the gods...

Lin Xin was slightly startled.

The land of the fallen gods means that at least one sixth-order evil god has fallen here. The origin of the evil god is extremely tyrannical, and it will take a huge price to completely destroy its existence.

And one of the prices was that the originally fertile plane under Lin Xin's feet was completely polluted and turned into a dead place.

But unexpectedly, Lin Xin obviously felt that his consciousness was extremely comfortable here.

Everything around him does not exclude him, on the contrary, the blood mud here, even including the dead air, all have a faint meaning of accepting, tolerance and getting close to him.

This wasteland here is closer to him and more tolerant of him than any other place.

The evil god's remnants can keep weak creatures from approaching. The countless death qi contained in the blood mud here is indeed a big trouble for ordinary people, but for me, it is not a big deal given my physical fitness.

Lin Xin weighed the gains and losses carefully.

Could it be that my place of worship is here?

The place of worship can reflect the spiritual essence of the monks to a certain extent. Lin Xin also did not expect that his own spiritual essence would match the wasteland of the land of the gods to such a degree.

Feeling carefully again, the compatibility between his own consciousness and the land here, Lin Xin hesitated for a while, but finally decided.

Take this place as your own place of worship.

The place where the evil god fell is used as a place for worshiping the gods. Even a cultivator of the evil spirit would not dare to do such a move. The death energy in it, even the strongest undead monk in the body, is not willing to bear the burden at will. After all, unless it is a complete undead creature, the monk's soul will also be attacked by death energy.

I have never heard that the place where some people worship gods is the wasteland, and everyone is rushing to the fertile soil.

Lin Xin guessed that he might be the first one in history to choose the place of worship in the wasteland where the evil god fell.

The place of offering sacrifices to the gods is a step to confirm Xianji.

First of all, the consciousness must be united with the earth and recognized.

This step is in this land, and Lin Xin fits in easily.

Soon, he felt that he lost his body, and his body was this plane, this land.

This feeling is very strange, as if I suddenly changed a lot, the original body disappeared, replaced by a huge plane suspended in the void.

The consciousness that has reached the fourth level of human immortality has a special spirituality.

Lin Xin dispersed every piece of consciousness and integrated it into this land. Only then did he truly feel the importance of increasing the spirituality of the soul in the spiritual realm and increasing the spirituality in the extreme realm.

He lay down on his back, leaning against the ground.

The huge consciousness and soul power gradually merged into this wasteland and merged with it.

boom.

The whole plane suddenly trembled.

Lin Xin's body began to sink, submerged and swallowed by the surrounding soil, sinking to the deepest part of the wasteland.

Everything returned to calm.

It was as if nothing had happened in the void, and there were no traces left as before.

Time passed little by little.

One month passed, two months passed.

One year passed...two years passed...ten years...twenty years....

In the blink of an eye, it is a hundred years.

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Dragon Snake Realm

In the Palace of Deep Fire, Dragon Snake slowly woke up from his practice, and counting with his fingers, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Go tell Lin Yaoyang that Lie Shan is still in seclusion, and give her a Chun Lin Dan to preserve her youth and prolong her life.

he ordered in a low voice.

yes.

In the empty deep fire palace, a distortion suddenly disappeared.

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autumn stone

Lin Yaoyang took the pill from the envoy in front of him.

So, my brother is not missing?

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The envoy was a famous female cultivator who was also from Yuanjing, and she was also entrusted to deliver medicine from her sect.

Hearing this, he also smiled.

How could he be missing? Taoist Lie Shan is the supreme celestial being. In this level of cultivation, he can retreat for hundreds of years at a time. Although it takes a little longer, it is still acceptable.

She smiled, slightly envious.

Brother with such ability, Yaoyang, you are also very lucky.

That's what you said. Lin Yaoyang gently stroked his long black hair that had grown to his waist, and the silk-like hair kept slipping out from between his fingers.

It's just that there's always fear. There's always worry.

The nun shook her head.

If you're worried, go directly to live in the Dragon Snake Realm. Staying in Qiushi won't do you or your brother any good. In case his enemies miss him, he'll allocate some of his strength to protect you.

And if you move to the Dragon Snake Realm, where there is the fire of the soul, you can roughly see your brother's current state at any time, and you won't be so worried.

Lin Yaoyang was silent for a while, but he did not object as strongly as before.

Now Qiushi is already respected by the Lin family, and Hayashi Yazaki is also very old, and the grandchildren he taught are gradually becoming mature one by one.

More than a hundred years...

Such a long time is enough to change too much.

The Lin family has already developed into a flourishing branch, Lin Zongze, Lin Yu, Lin Haochen.

These three newly rising younger generations have once again become a new generation of young masters in Qiushi territory.

Perhaps it's time for me to think about it.

Lin Xin asked her to move to Dragon Snake Realm to be with him many times. But she refused, and now...

She watched helplessly as the people around her continued to age, while she still maintained her figure and appearance in her twenties.

Such a gap has also continued to wear away her ties to the family in her heart.

Move there. The female nun persuaded with a smile, Your brother's thoughts on you, even a fool can see.

I'll think about it...

Lin Yaoyang gently pressed the hem of the skirt, and gently covered his black silk legs.

Originally, there were people who pursued her all these years ago, but later I heard that she has a younger brother who is a true Bihushan monk. Most of them stopped their flags and drums and dared not approach.

Bihu Mountain, such a powerful and terrifying name, made all forces dare not oppose Zai Qiushi and the Lin family.

It's just this name alone, which made Qiushi and even the surrounding forces unable to breathe for a whole hundred years.

And as long as Lin Yaoyang leaves, Bihushan's sight will also go away with her leaving.

After all, it was mainly because of her that he focused his attention here.

The female cultivator's thoughts actually represent the thoughts of the surrounding forces.

They wished she would leave as soon as possible.

Lin Yaoyang, as the person who controls the superior, why doesn't he understand this kind of thinking.

In fact, many times, she also thought that she and her younger brother would become husband and wife, and live a happy life together without shame or impatience every day, without worrying about other things, and having a bunch of big fat boys, spreading branches and leaves.

It's just...she's just, still a little unwilling.

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where am I?

Lin Xin woke up slowly, surrounded by blood red.

Around him, there are streaks of black air with human heads, constantly flying and spinning around him.

The faces of the heads are male and female, old and young, some with long hair, and some with rotting faces.

They howled, cried, and laughed, neighing like pain and joy.

That's right... I remembered... This is the place I chose to worship the gods...

Lin Xin came to his senses, he had been in a deep sleep for too long, a hundred years later, many conscious memories had faded.

my body......

He suddenly realized something, it seemed that some kind of wonderful change had happened to him. ,

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