Lin Fan felt that his head was a little big.

To him, Ke Zhentian is both an immortal and the one sleeping below, even Ke Zhentian would call him an immortal.

So, what is this below?

Immortality plus immortality?

There are tens of thousands of birds flying in the big swamp, their wings flapping like thunder.

Ke Zhentian made no other movements and kept his head bowed, appearing extremely respectful.

"It turns out to be you."

An old and decayed voice finally sounded.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows. Although the voice was old and decayed, it actually made him feel endless pressure.

"It's this junior." Ke Zhentian showed even more respect.

Lin Fan also bowed his hands in salute and said: "I will give birth to Lin Fan later, and I would like to pay my respects to my senior."

The sky was shaking and the earth was moving. A huge gap opened in the swamp, a hundred feet wide, and an abyss appeared. Lin Fan and Ke Zhentian were standing on the abyss.

Lin Fan stared into the abyss and could see that under the abyss, there was actually a paradise, with small bridges flowing over water, and lush forests. And where the small bridges flowing over water, there was a simple thatched hut, and an old man so skinny that his bones could be seen, was sitting there.

Under the tree, cloudy eyes looked at the two of them.

"Come down, there haven't been any outsiders here for too long," the old man invited.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and the rune eyes flashed away. After confirming that there was no danger, he descended. If invisible stairs appeared in the void, he descended step by step until he descended into the abyss.

"My little friend is really cautious," the old man said.

Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's just a habit. I hope the old sword master won't be surprised."

Sword Master said: "Sword Master, I haven't called you that for a long time."

Ke Zhentian also came and was very respectful to the old man.

It's just because he has received the guidance of this sword master more than once, and his achievements today are really inseparable from this sword master.

"My dear friend, you are indeed an outstanding person. I have lived for six thousand years, but I have never seen anyone like you." The sword master looked at Lin Fan and sighed with emotion.

"Old senior, please give me love." Lin Fan clasped his fists.

"Have you ever had the slightest bit of love?" The sword master smiled bitterly and said, "In less than forty years, I have reached the end of a broken road that I have never reached in my life. What I said is absolutely true."

Lin Fan smiled awkwardly and did not reply.

The atmosphere just fell silent.

After a while, Lin Fan said: "I can't bear to disturb my senior's sleep, but now that the world is about to be in chaos, and the hunting clan wants to poison all spirits, our world is not powerful enough, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Sword Master waved his hand and interrupted, saying: "I don't have much time. It may be March, May, or at most a year. I will die with the grass and trees. Can I make it in time?"

Can you make it in time?

This is a very sad word.

Like a dying old man, waiting for his children to arrive from outside.

Like a dying beauty, waiting for the general returning from the expedition.

"Senior." Ke Zhentian is also a man whose life is running out. Hearing this, his eyes turned red.

Lin Fan also sighed.

Cultivators spend their lives fighting with people, fighting with heaven, and fighting with earth, but in the end, what can they achieve?

Looking through the history of cultivation, who can live forever?

The so-called coexistence with heaven only exists in dreams. Even gods will perish. Why do they practice Taoism?

"Who in the world can survive?" The sword master seemed to be very open-minded, smiling and said: "Young man, do you believe that people who have only a short time can have psychic powers?"

Lin Fan looked solemn and said: "Believe."

All advanced cultivators have the ability to predict the future. Of course, it is very vague and just a vague feeling. However, before death, advanced cultivators will have the ability to channel the spirit for a moment, or be able to see their final destination.

Or maybe by chance, you see some major events in the history at a glance.

Lin Fan certainly believes that this kind of example has been recorded in detail in the history of cultivation more than once or twice.

The sword master smiled and said: "This battle will be very painful and many people will die, but in the end the world will be safe and sound."

Lin Fan couldn't help but feel relieved, but he heard the Sword Master continue: "But the most terrifying thing about the catastrophe in the world is not right now, but what will happen twenty years or so later."

Lin Fan's expression suddenly froze!

"It's closely related to my little friend, don't you know?" Sword Master asked.

Lin Fan looked at the Sword Master: "At that time, I had no choice."

The sword master nodded: "Before I died, I saw some transactions between people and gods. If it were me, I would have no choice."

Lin Fan was silent.

At that time, he really had no choice. His relatives and friends were being massacred, so he couldn't care less.

I broke through the boundary wall forcefully, but now I think about it, it was too selfish. I was young at that time and didn't think too much. Maybe now, I can have a better way.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" The sword master spoke again.

Lin Fan stood up. He kept pacing on the spot, and finally said with a wry smile: "I have seen the path of reincarnation more than once, but I don't know whether I believe it or not."

"Quite frankly." The sword master smiled and looked at Ke Zhentian: "It's your blessing to get to know my little friend. I hate that I was born six thousand years earlier."

The Sword Master's skills may be just a hair away from the realm of rules. At this time, his life is not long. He is already psychic. He is like a powerful person who has seen through the great mysteries of the world. Every move and every word is so mysterious.

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Ke Zhentian said nothing.

Even he couldn't understand what Lin Fan and the Sword Master were talking about at this time.

He doesn't understand reincarnation, catastrophe, etc.

"If I say that I believe in reincarnation, what do you think?" the sword master said.

But Lin Fan clearly heard the anxious questioning and timid inquiry in the sword master's tone.

Lin Fan did not answer immediately, but remained silent for a long time. After thinking about it in his mind for a long time, he said: "Reincarnation should be born in the original heart."

The sword master became interested and said, "Oh? Come and listen, little friend."

Lin Fan said: "Reincarnation should exist."

The sword master's eyes brightened, and Lin Fan continued: "If there is no reincarnation, why is everyone in the world sighing about reincarnation and talking about immortality?"

"There is more than one path to reincarnation. Just like our ancestors, are they really dead? They are alive in our blood and passed down from generation to generation. They are all ancestors' blood. Doesn't it mean that our ancestors are reincarnated in our bodies?"

The eyes of Ke Zhentian and Sword Master both lit up.

It was their first time to explain reincarnation in terms of life inheritance, but it really made sense.

"There are two types of reincarnation: the Great Freedom Reincarnation and the Divine Construction Reincarnation. But how to distinguish them? My current cultivation level is shallow and I can't see through them." Lin Fan answered honestly.

In fact, he has thought about reincarnation for too long, seen too much, and experienced too much.

"Indeed, how can the great freedom of reincarnation compare to the divine construction of reincarnation?" The sword master smiled.

This smile is very sad.

This old man who has experienced six thousand years of immortality may have really touched the essence of the world, but he just doesn't want to say it, or he can't say it, or he doesn't dare to say it.

"I believe in reincarnation, so I bet one year of my life." The sword master looked at Lin Fan, as if he was entrusting him with something most important.

Lin Fan's expression also became serious and he looked at the Sword Master.

But at this moment, the Sword Master's body gradually dissipated, his flesh and blood separated into dust, and where he had just been sitting cross-legged, a small bloody sword appeared!

The little swords screamed, shining with a light that made people dare not look at them.

"Daoguo!"

Lin Fan took a breath!

This sword master has such profound cultivation and unparalleled ability that he can actually condense a whole life's path into one sword.

"My little friend, I will sacrifice my life and condense the fruits of my life to help you, but when you are able, help me reincarnate."

These are the last words of the sword master, like an instruction, more like a thought.
Chapter completed!