"If I said that there are neither heaven-defying elixirs nor powerful magic weapons in this place of inheritance, would you be disappointed?"
Suddenly, the words of the God Lord sounded faintly in the empty hall.
The hall was empty at a glance. Ling Lin knew that, as the Lord God said, there were no elixirs or magic weapons here at all. But, did he need these things?
Under the devouring divine power, any monk can be turned into a great tonic in his eyes. As for the magic weapon, although the Purple Blood Sword has not been restored yet, he already has the Purple Blood Sword and he really doesn't need any magic weapon.
"I don't need extra magic weapons and elixirs." Ling Lin looked at the Lord of God calmly with clear eyes, and said. Ling Lin's monastic career is very short, so short that even saying it will definitely scare a large number of monks to death. But in
In these short few years of monastic life, the reason why Ling Lin was able to achieve his current level of cultivation was not because of any pills or magic weapons. Only his own strength can enable him to survive crisis after crisis.
Turning danger into safety. If he had relied solely on some pills, magic weapons, etc., Ling Lin would not be where he is now.
"Hahaha, okay." The Lord of God suddenly laughed. His originally stern face looked extremely soft at this moment. Who is the Lord of God? After just a few words of conversation, you can basically see a person clearly, and Ling Lin,
He's the kind of person who fits his temperament perfectly.
The laughter stopped, and there was an unspeakable domineeringness in the Lord's calm voice, "Although elixirs and magic weapons are good, they are all external things. If they are used too much, they will only become a hindrance on the path of cultivation. Only by strengthening one's body
, is the only way to survive forever. Besides, with the "Immortal Killing Technique" in hand, a purple blood sword is enough."
As he spoke, the God Lord glanced at Ling Lin, and a purple beam of light instantly jumped out from Ling Lin and appeared in front of the God Lord.
Gazing quietly at the Purple Blood Sword in front of him, the God Master revealed a hint of sadness, "I didn't expect that even the Purple Blood Sword would be broken so much, and...even you fell in that battle." He sighed softly,
A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in the God Lord's eyes, and he didn't see any movement from the God Lord. Zi Lin's figure suddenly levitated out of the Purple Blood Sword.
Suddenly, Zi Lin appeared involuntarily outside the Purple Blood Sword, and Zi Lin's chubby body looked a little panicked. However, in the panic, Zi Lin glanced around and smiled happily when he saw Ling Lin not far away. He looked at it.
As long as Ling Lin is here, everything will be fine.
"Very nice little guy." The Lord of God reached out and swept his sleeves gently across Zi Lin's slightly illusory body. Suddenly, Zi Lin's originally illusory body stared at him in the blink of an eye. What's even more mysterious is that
, Zi Lin's body, which originally looked like a six or seven-year-old child, actually swelled up like a balloon in this short period of time.
With a flick of his sleeves, Zi Lin actually grew up so quickly. This method can be called unpredictable, but considering the identity of the person in front of him, Ling Lin didn't find it too unbelievable. At the same time, in his heart
Secretly I was a little happy for Zi Lin.
The body was constantly staring and still growing rapidly, and mysterious powers were generated out of thin air in the body. Zi Lin was still babbling in surprise at first. But immediately, Zi Lin fell into a deep sleep, and there were more and more channels outside the body.
The purple beams of light intertwined and gradually turned into a purple cocoon of light.
With a flick of his fingertips, the purple lightsaber instantly entered the purple blood sword.
"This new weapon spirit is very good and has great potential. It may even surpass its predecessor if it gradually grows. But now there is not so much time for it to grow." His fingertips lightly touched the body of the Purple Blood Sword,
The Lord God said, "The Purple Blood Sword is seriously broken. If you want to fully recover it, you can only rely on yourself to slowly find the treasures to repair it. But this Purple Blood Sword Spirit..." The Lord God paused and looked at the Purple Blood Sword.
He said, "When it wakes up, it will be able to successfully reshape it, and I think it will be able to give you some help by then."
"Thank you, God Lord." Ling Lin said respectfully. At this time, the God Lord's approach to Zi Lin was a bit similar to an enlightenment, which was not very good in some aspects. After all, it was not his own power, but Ling Lin knew that for the current situation,
Judging from the situation, this is the best way. Because what Ling Lin lacks most is time, and Tiandao doesn't know when he will wake up from his deep sleep. This is like a knife hanging high on his neck, and he can be hurt at any time.
It may fall down.
"You don't have to worry too much. Although the battle ended with the victory of Heavenly Dao, it was not easy for it. It won't wake up for at least three to five hundred years." As if he knew the worries in Ling Lin's heart, the Lord God said.
"Three to five hundred years?" Hearing this, Ling Lin secretly thought in his heart. Three to five hundred years is not a long time for many monks in the Broken Realm, and even for those in the Immortal Realm, it is just a period of retreat.
But for Ling Lin, three to five hundred years is definitely a big number. It should be noted that the time Ling Lin has spent so far in cultivating Taoism is not as much as a fraction of three to five hundred years. In a few hundred years, he can definitely
He has done many things.
Thinking of this, Ling Lin's originally extremely solemn mind finally improved slightly. Although there must be a battle with Heaven, knowing the approximate time can make Ling Lin more prepared, at least he has an idea.
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Shaking his head, the Divine Master said in a low voice: "It has been too long since that battle, and no one knows how the Heavenly Dao has recovered. Three to five hundred years is still too little, and you are just
There is only the Shattered Sky Realm..." The Divine Lord frowned, and there was some unexplainable worry in his voice.
No one knows the power of Heavenly Dao better than him. Even though he reached the main realm, he still fell. And now Ling Lin only has the cultivation level of Shattering Sky Realm. Although Shattering Sky Realm is considered to be the highest level in the cultivation world
Not bad cultivation, but facing the way of heaven, it can only be a joke.
However, at this moment, Ling Lin's voice floated gently in the hall as if he was talking to himself, "Three years ago, I was just a person lying in bed waiting for death. Who would have thought that three years later, I would be
To be able to reach this point now. Although three to five hundred years is not a long time, it is already a long time for me. Just like three years ago, no one knew that I could reach this point. Similarly, there was no way to predict it.
How far can I reach in three to five hundred years!"
Ling Lin's words were inaudible at first, then became louder and louder, and finally they were like thunder, resounding in the empty hall. Accompanying the sound of the words, the light in Ling Lin's eyes
The dark golden light is getting brighter and brighter, and the Taoist heart is more firm than ever.
"You have swallowed the will of Heaven." Suddenly, the God Lord said in surprise, "No, not only the will, but also a trace of the spirit of Heaven."
"The spirit of heaven?" Ling Lin was confused, but then he realized it. The spirit of heaven mentioned by the Lord of God must be the spirit of the ancestors, but it was called by a different name. Immediately afterwards, Ling Lin placed the spirit of heaven in the Ninth Temple.
Information about the Ancestral Spirit comes one by one.
"Are those three puppets going to die too?" The Lord of God was indifferent. However, the next moment, a look of sadness flashed in the eyes of the Lord of God, "It's so painful for the chaos." The look of sadness disappeared in a flash, and then the Lord of God turned his attention to
On Ling Lin, "Although the Spirit of Heaven is a means used by Heaven to control the puppets of the ancestral realm, apart from the will of Heaven contained in it, this Spirit of Heaven can be regarded as a trace of its original power. Although for it
It is said to be only an extremely weak trace, but it is not something you can absorb at the moment."
With that said, the Divine Master stretched out his hand again and pointed a finger on Ling Lin's forehead. The moment the Divine Master pointed this out, a ball of golden light suddenly burst out from Ling Lin's body, and the golden light exuded powerful energy fluctuations.
The golden light shot out of Ling Lin's body in an instant, illuminating Ling Lin's entire body as if it were made of gold. However, in the next moment, the golden light that penetrated the body quickly shrank, and the powerful energy fluctuations also weakened rapidly, until it finally disappeared without a trace.
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"The energy of the Heavenly Spirit has been fully activated. The energy of the Heavenly Spirit is quite special and can be used as a boost to break through the realm of immortality," the God Lord said.
At this time, in Ling Lin's body, in the center of the devouring whirlpool, next to the killing heart and devouring flames, there was a golden pill. Although this golden pill was only as big as a fingernail, its aura was extremely powerful. Ling Lin
I know that what is contained in this golden pill is the energy of the spirit of heaven hidden deep in my body that I have not discovered before.
When Ling Lin felt the situation inside his body and opened his eyes, he was suddenly shocked.
Not far in front of Ling Lin, nine gray stone tablets as tall as one person suddenly appeared in the originally empty hall. The things carved on the nine stone tablets were all different, but the only thing they had in common was that
There is a majestic figure on each stone tablet. Although the figures on the nine stone tablets are the same person, the expression of the figure on each stone tablet is different, either happy, angry, or sad... nine different ways.
Different emotions are demonstrated one by one on the nine stone tablets.
Suddenly, a muffled groan sounded in the hall, Ling Lin's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly moved away from the nine stone tablets. But despite this, there was still a touch of bright red slowly flowing down from the corner of Ling Lin's mouth.
Just now, in just a few breaths, Ling Lin was actually injured by a trace of his soul. Although this trace is insignificant to Ling Lin, you must know that Ling Lin's most powerful thing is his soul and the power of his consciousness.
After devouring the will of heaven, Ling Lin's soul was comparable to that of a monk in the immortal realm. However, just focusing on the nine stone tablets for a few breaths, the soul of Ling Lin, who was comparable to a monk in the immortal realm, couldn't bear it.
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"These nine stone tablets are my understanding of "The Immortal Art of Killing". Each stone tablet corresponds to a level of "The Immortal Art of Killing". Now that you have only cultivated to the fourth level, you can only view the first four stone tablets. If you want to
If you look at the ones behind them, you will damage your soul. As for the last few stone tablets, they have no corresponding strength and will be hurt if you look at them." The God Master said calmly.