After staying in Qingyou Valley for a few days, Xiao Lin enjoyed the worship of these descendants.
But there was no wave in his heart. The people in front of him were actually too far away from him. Xiao Lin could no longer feel the ties of family ties among them.
At the same time, it also made him sigh in his heart, maybe, he really should go.
In the past few days, Xiao Lin also checked all the children in the valley. What surprised him was that the child who looked a bit like himself actually had spiritual roots. Unfortunately, his spiritual root qualifications were not outstanding.
In his perception, it is at least the qualifications of the three spiritual roots, especially the water element.
But he at least has the qualifications to become an immortal.
Xiao Lin looked at the child's expectant eyes and couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
A flash of inspiration appeared in his hand, and a thin booklet with yellowed pages and a silver token appeared. On the booklet, three ancient seal characters [Dry Water Sutra] could be vaguely seen.
On the front of the token is the character "天".
Xiao Lin picked up the token, turned it over, stretched out his fingers, used his magic power, and carved the word "Xiao" on the back of the token with the force of a dragon and a snake.
After thinking about it, Xiao Lin used the magic technique again, injecting spiritual power capable of casting three high-level spells into the token, and then handed the token to the child.
"This book records the method of meditating and refining qi. You must practice diligently every day. As for this token, it can protect you three times, but it cannot be used unless it is a critical moment of life and death. If you succeed in building the foundation one day, you can take it with you.
With this token, go to Haoyang Mountain in the Middle Earth, I think it will bring you a chance."
The child took the booklet and token in a daze, and had not yet come to his senses, but the adult next to him showed an expression of surprise.
Although they don't know where the so-called Haoyang Mountain in Middle-earth is and what this token represents, they believe that their ancestor must have been a great man if he could live for more than a thousand years.
If your children can gain his favor, they will surely bring glory to their ancestors and lead their family to prosperity in the future.
At the adult's command, the child knelt down and kowtowed nine times respectfully.
Xiao Lin did not stop him. After he finished kowtow, he gently waved his sleeves and robe, sending out an invisible force to help the child up.
After doing all this, Xiao Lin looked at the quiet valley and sighed softly. He turned to look at Lin Xueying beside him.
"Let's go~"
A flash of green light suddenly flashed, and everyone around them was shaken and closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes, they found that Xiao Lin and Lin Xueying had already disappeared. If it weren't for the child who was holding the book and token in a daze,
They may even think that what happened in the past few days was just a dream.
After leaving Qingyou Valley, Xiao Lin accompanied Lin Xueying to the Tianyun Pavilion to pay homage to the Futian Patriarch. The Tianyun Pavilion at that time no longer existed. Now it has been occupied by several immortal cultivating families, and there are constant disputes.
Only the tombstone of Patriarch Futian, although mottled, was not damaged.
Lin Xueying was also sighing. The scenes back then seemed like yesterday, but now things have changed and people have changed.
The feeling of desolation can't help but arise spontaneously.
She glanced at Xiao Lin beside her and couldn't help but swear to herself that after her husband ascended, she would practice hard behind closed doors and strive to one day be able to ascend to the upper world and continue to follow in her husband's footsteps.
At the same time, she was also sad. Lin Xueying's current level of cultivation also made it very clear that on the path to immortality, qualifications and hard work were important, but having the opportunity was the foundation.
Like my husband, who originally had mediocre qualifications, but through many opportunities, he was able to turn bad luck into good fortune every time. Of course, there is a clever side to this, and of course there is also some luck involved.
The journey to immortality is not smooth sailing. Like Xiao Lin, most people have to go through many twists and turns. Some people can turn bad luck into good fortune, while some people may just sink and even return to their ashes.
"Xueying, my husband plans to sit here in meditation for a hundred days. After a hundred days." Xiao Lin said softly while looking at the picturesque scenery in the Tianlu Mountains in the distance.
When Lin Xueying heard this, her delicate body trembled, and her eyes immediately filled with mist, but she resisted her tears from falling and nodded gently.
Although I have imagined this day coming countless times.
But when it finally came, it still made her heartache like a knife.
Xiao Lin is not like this. The ancient wilderness is his foundation, and the Tianlu Mountains at his feet are the starting point for his journey to immortality. Once he leaves this world, the chance of him coming back again is very slim.
He was not completely sure whether he could even ascend to the upper realm smoothly.
However, he also understood that even a thousand words could not express his reluctance. He silently walked to the edge of the cliff, on top of a piece of bluestone, and sat down slowly facing the afterglow of the setting sun.
Lin Xueying stood nearby, looking at the orange color in the sky, watching quietly, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
A hundred days go by in an instant.
The top of the mountain is particularly refreshing today, and the clouds on the horizon have turned a layer of orange as the sun rises.
A touch of purple air spread through the clouds towards the vast and boundless land.
On the top of the mountain, Xiao Lin had already woken up from his trance and was standing quietly. The tips of his hair were vaguely dotted with crystal clear dewdrops.
There was no one on the top of the mountain now, but in the void dozens of miles away, there were a few figures standing.
The person standing at the front was none other than Lin Xueying. Behind Lin Xueying, standing in a row, were Ye Yuexin, Cen Lingzhi, and Yuan Hong. On the other side, dozens of feet away, stood a tall girl.
The woman in the black robe, her whole body was wrapped in the black robe, leaving only two eyes, with a bit of tenderness, silently staring at the top of the mountain in the distance.
Behind the black-robed woman, a hundred feet away, there were several people standing, led by an old woman, and behind the old woman stood a young girl in white.
It turned out that two months ago, Lin Xueying, after careful consideration, told her close friends, except Xiao Lin's three disciples, about the news that her husband was about to ascend.
Among the people gathered around, there were several chief elders of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong. They came hand in hand under the leadership of Yulin Zhantian. One of the girls in red was Luan Ling. At this moment, Luan Ling was already
She was crying so hard that if she hadn't been stopped by Yu Lin Zhantian, she would have thrown herself into Xiao Lin's arms.
Shui Ruohan from Yushui Palace, Ice Soul Fairy and Bingyue Fairy from Hanhai Palace.
Xia Mo, who was in the black robe, was looking at Xiao Lin silently. Her thoughts seemed to have returned to the Red Stone Valley back then. At that time, she was still a carefree girl, following her father every day and living her life.
The life of fishing begins at sunrise and rests at sunset.
It was not until the arrival of Brother Xiao that this peace was broken and she embarked on the road to immortality.
More than two months ago, she made a special trip to Red Stone Valley and buried her mother's body next to her father. She cried loudly in front of her parents' tombstones for a long time.
With tears in her eyes, she looked at the tombstone in front of her, and suddenly a feeling of loneliness came to her heart.
Now looking at Brother Xiao who was about to ascend, she suddenly felt like she was the only one left in the world.
Grandma Bai Tong from the demon clan came with Bai Jiumei. After turning into a spirit, Bai Jiumei looked more and more mature.
Even Shui Shuangyun and Shui Shuangling, two female goddess cultivators who were born in the Water Control Palace, broke through the realm and returned to see Xiao Lin off for the last time.
A solemn atmosphere filled the void.
Faced with the arrival of everyone, Xiao Lin was naturally well aware of it, but he did not say goodbye to them all, because this kind of farewell had no meaning other than adding sadness.
Cultivation of immortality and Taoism, the road to immortality, is inherently endless. My ascension today represents an end point, but at the same time it may be another starting point.
In the vast journey to immortality, these people are all my memories.
However, the road to heaven is too narrow.
Xiao Lin took a deep breath, and the mana and spiritual power in his body began to be released without restraint.
Between his eyebrows, a white lotus slowly bloomed.
And the majestic magic power in his body also began to flow out through the acupoints all over his body. In the blink of an eye, the entire area within a hundred feet around him was wrapped in dark green spiritual power.
And in the center of the spiritual power, there is a white tornado spinning.
Above the void, it suddenly began to darken.
Above the nine heavens, a small vortex slowly condensed. The vortex became larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye it became tens of feet in size. There was lightning and thunder inside, and there was a rumbling sound.
Within a radius of ten thousand miles, all the immortal cultivators felt their spiritual power stagnate. The next moment, they could not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.
It seemed that all the spiritual energy in a radius of thousands of miles was absorbed in an instant.
Suddenly, an astonishing pressure came down from the void. This pressure seemed to be the anger of heaven, falling from the sky.
The beast ring around Xiao Lin's waist shattered into pieces with a "click" sound, and many of the soul-devouring fire Gus inside immediately flew out. Before they could use their escape speed to escape, they were suppressed by the coercion.
It fell directly to the ground on the mountain peak.
Then, accompanied by a loud "rumbling~" sound, the area around Xiao Lin's feet cracked and collapsed inch by inch.
A black light flashed away, and hundreds of feet away, Xiao Hei's eyes flashed with a surprised expression, looking at his master.
Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Xiao Lin's sea of consciousness: "Master, if you ascend to the upper realm, you will encounter the rejection of the power of heaven in the mortal world. The realm is not enough. If you follow the master and forcefully break through the realm, your body will be shattered in an instant, and the Yuan Dynasty will be broken.
God will be lost in the endless void of the universe, so Xiao Hei will not be able to accompany his master for the time being."
Xiao Lin was distracted at the moment and just nodded after hearing the words.
He originally thought of putting Xiao Hei and the Soul-eating Fire Gu into the spirit wood space, but for some reason, the sapling began to reject foreign creatures. As soon as he entered the spirit wood space, the sapling was moved out.
This also made Xiao Lin understand that besides his body, he might not be able to bring his spiritual pets with him.
"Take good care of Xueying." Xiao Lin finally gave the order to Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei's big black eyes were full of reluctance, but he had no choice. With a flash of black light, he flew to Lin Xueying's side, lay down at her feet, and gently rubbed Lin Xueying's ankles.
"Boom~~"
With a wave of Xiao Lin's sleeves, dense flying swords suddenly appeared around him. One hundred and forty-four Qingluan Ice and Thunder Swords, all of which have been upgraded to top-grade magic weapons. As Xiao Lin pinched the spell,
With the harsh sound of "Clang, Clang~", one hundred and forty-four Qingluan Ice and Thunder Swords immediately merged into one, turning into a dark green long sword, soaring into the sky.
Everyone saw a sword intent rising into the sky, rushing straight into the whirlpool, accompanied by a "click" sound.
The vortex actually shattered directly, like glass.
And in the shattered whirlpool, there is an endless black color of glass, which is dazzling. Through the light of the glass, you can vaguely see the endless void of the universe.
Xiao Lin slowly turned his head and glanced at everyone.
The tears in the corners of Lin Xueying's eyes finally couldn't be restrained and rolled down.
From the dark fragmented vortex, a ray of glass light shot out and shone on Xiao Lin's body.
Xiao Lin's body immediately shot towards the void, like a black stream of light. In a flash, it shot into the dark vortex and disappeared.
The vortex gradually closed, and the dark clouds above the void began to dissipate.
Within thousands of miles, the originally stagnant spiritual energy also revived and began to flow.
The sky is clear and cloudless.
The scene just now seemed to be just a fantasy, but everyone present knew that Xiao Lin had left.
"Master, please don't be sad. Let's practice hard and we will definitely meet Master in the spiritual world one day." Ye Yuexin slowly flew to Lin Xueying's side and comforted her.
Although Lin Xueying knew that it was not good to shed tears in front of her husband's apprentice, she could not suppress her inner sentimentality at all.
She couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, "How easy is it to catch up with her husband?"
"Wow~~"
A clear and loud cry suddenly sounded, and Luan Ling was sitting in the void, crying loudly.
Although she has been practicing for hundreds of years, she still has the heart of a child. When Xiao Lin was around, she didn't feel anything, but after her adoptive father left, she felt a deep sense of reluctance.
Xiao Lin slowly opened his eyes and saw a clear sky. The sun in the sky was very big and emitted a scorching light.
Xiao Lin's memories also surged out like a tide.
"Is this the spiritual world?" Xiao Lin looked at the sky. Except for the sun, which was much larger than the mortal world, the rest was no different.
He was about to get up, but a sharp pain came from his body, making him gasp.
However, after feeling the rolling mana in his dantian, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What a powerful cosmic storm, it actually condensed into endless storm blades. If it weren't for the Purple Thunder Star Shield and the Little Zhoutian Purple Thunder Crystal Light Array, I would have been chopped into pieces by the endless storm blades.
It’s in pieces.”
After Xiao Lin entered the void of the universe through the glass passage, he encountered a cosmic storm. Cosmic storms are very common after breaking through the boundary, and they are also extremely dangerous.
According to rumors, unless you become a true immortal, you will end up with a narrow escape if you encounter a cosmic storm.
This cosmic storm turned into an endless storm blade, penetrated into the glazed passage, and attacked Xiao Lin crazily. In desperation, Xiao Lin could only use the Purple Thunder Star Shield to defend himself.
Unfortunately, it only lasted for half an hour before the Purple Thunder Star Shield was chopped into pieces. This magic weapon that had been with him for thousands of years and had never been damaged was actually scrapped.
Under the attack of the Cosmic Storm Blade, Xiao Lin's Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique did not last long, and his body was cut with numerous scars. In desperation, he had no choice but to resort to the Qingluan Ice and Thunder Sword, and placed a small Zhoutian Purple Thunder Crystal Light Array on his body.
, using the crystal-clear sword grid to condense the cage to wrap itself up.
This lasted for a while, but the final result was that the cage of shining sword grids was also broken. He was immediately attacked by countless storm blades. He used the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique with all his strength, but he couldn't resist it at all, especially one.
The storm blade actually cut into his chest and severed one of his tendons.
It caused his mana to stagnate, which made him pale in fright. Without the support of his mana, he would definitely die.
Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, the glass passage suddenly shook, and the next moment, he completely lost consciousness.