After half a year, Li Tianming has completed preparations for the battle, and has a thorough understanding of the ancient gods, competitors, and the rules of the Small Realm King List.
The penultimate day was a day when he was in high spirits.
This time away can take as short as a few months, as long as three to five years, or even never see each other again. Therefore, Li Tianming is seizing the time to be tender with his beloved.
On this day, with tears in his eyes, Lin Yao told him the news of Ku's death.
"Why so fast?"
Li Tianming hasn't even seen him yet.
He thought that he would go to the ancient gods to win glory for the Sword God Lin, and then he would have the opportunity to report good news to him.
"The deadline has come and no one can escape. My companion beasts left a few years ago."
Lin Yao sighed.
The laws of the world are so cruel.
Regardless of whether you are a god or a star god, your life and death will be limited.
No matter what height you stand in your prime, the source of stars, divine will, and order that you plundered from heaven and earth in the first half of your life will all be returned to heaven and earth in the second half of your life.
Having it is equivalent to never having it.
All power is borrowed from heaven and earth, and must be returned eventually.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
This is life.
This is also true practice.
Otherwise, if human beings were "only in but not out", the universe would have collapsed long ago in this long period of time.
Where is the source of cosmic power for the next generation to use?
As for the 'universe', no one can take away its power and laws.
To become a star god and live for thousands of years is already a gift from the world.
The creatures in the dust world are also humans, and they only have a life span of a hundred years.
Li Tianming has always extended the life of Wei Tiancang, Li Jingyu and other elders, allowing them to grow through realms, stop aging, and have no worries in the short term.
so!
Ku was the first elder he knew to leave the world due to the end of life and death.
When he heard the news of his death, Li Tianming deeply felt another kind of cruelty in the world of spiritual practice.
That is, the power that comes from hard practice, no matter how it shakes the world when you are young, will one day become a dream and disappear into thin air.
…
Ku's funeral was held at the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords.
As a respected leader of the Sword God Lin clan, he was qualified to be buried in the Tomb of the Ten Thousand Sword Gods.
This is the greatest affirmation of Lin's heroic life and an eternal glory.
His heavenly soul has also ascended to the seventh realm of the ancestral soul world, and together with the martyrs, will shine on future generations forever.
When he was buried, the whole family paid tribute and the whole people mourned.
Li Tianming stood on the edge of the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Sword Gods, looking at the withered coffin being carried to the mausoleum by his descendants.
Everyone knelt down, including him.
The Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords is shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness.
This shows that people always remember their contributions.
only--
Looking around, among the people kneeling on the ground, who is really crying?
Is there someone who pretends to be sad, but has long been waiting for this day to come?
The faces of these people hidden under the filial piety are all different, and outsiders have no idea what everyone is thinking.
"Tomorrow, the children will set out to conquer the ancient gods in order to climb the Kaio Ranking."
"This time, we will bring glory back to the Infinite Sword Sea and fight for Ku!"
"Fight for Ku!"
After the worship, the disciples of the Sword God Lin's family were all excited.
It seems that everyone understands that when this respected senior leaves the family, 'fighting' will become a new theme.
…
The funeral lasted all day.
Dark stars are always dark nights, but there are too many lights in the dark nights and they shine too brightly, so they are as bright as day.
After leaving the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, black hail fell between heaven and earth, so the whole world fell into chaos and noise. The Infinite Sword Sea was covered by dense hail, splashing water all over the sky.
This is not actually hail, but star source crystals formed by the thick dark clouds in the sky. Sometimes they fall as ice crystals, and sometimes they form a downpour of dark rain!
Boom boom boom!
This kind of extreme weather looks like the earth is falling apart and the whole world is shaking.
After the funeral, an era comes to an end.
When the members of the clan ancestral hall wearing mourning clothes left, they separated into two camps, one heading east and one heading west. No one from the two groups looked back.
Everyone rushes in the direction they think is right.
…
When the black ice crystal rain was at its most violent, an old man in underpants stepped on the waves of the boundless sword sea and came to an isolated island.
There is only one simple house on the isolated island.
The old man knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door was a tall, fat man, shaped like a black bear.
"Brother Hu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
‘Black Bear’ smiled.
"I still have a thousand years to live. The remaining time, my life, belongs to the Lin family. It is withered."
Lin Xian's eyes turned red as he finished speaking.
He gritted his teeth, stepped into the house, and looked around. Everyone in front of him was a familiar person.
"Nice to meet you, Ermai, Lin Yao!"
…
the next day.
The more than 300 hundred-year-old disciples of the Lin family participating in the ‘Little Realm King List’ must all arrive at ‘Dazong Mountain’ within the specified time!
Children need to make an oath in front of the family tree interface, cherish the opportunity, and do their best to bring glory back to the Infinite Sword Sea.
Dong Shenyue brought Li Tianming early in the morning.
Along with them, there are other strong young men from the Second Meridian, a total of eighteen people, the lowest number among the Nine Meridians.
It must be within a hundred years of age and above the eighth level of the Little Heaven Star Realm, which is quite a demanding condition.
Most people only meet the requirements when they are over ninety years old. If they can shine in their seventies or eighties, then if they continue to participate in the war in ten or twenty years, they will only become more outstanding.
Regarding age, Dong Shenyue has asked many times.
"If you are over a hundred years old, you will not be able to enter the entrance of the ancient shrine built by Wuliang Dojo. Are you not overage?"
She was not very sure of Li Tianming's specific birth date.
"Do not worry."
He's not even thirty-one yet, how could he not get in?
Fortunately, this age limit will only form an interception of a hundred years old, instead of going into the specific age, so it is much more convenient for Li Tianming.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to participate.
…
soon!
All combatants are present.
The top disciples from the nine lines of the Lin family gathered together.
Looking at them, they are all very heroic, and in terms of temperament and aura, they are all close to Lin Xiuzhu's level.
On this occasion, everyone looked straight and stood upright.
After the silver dust evolved, the communication range was much wider, and it was even more effective than their golden communication stone. Through the silver dust, Li Tianming could communicate with Jiang Feiling and the others at any time and understand their situation in the Lin family.
This time can only be regarded as a small farewell, and it has already been lingering for a long time.
So, when Li Tianming stepped onto the battlefield, Jiang Feiling and the others were behind Dong Shenyue, watching him silently.
Li Tianming felt relieved when he handed them over to Dong Shenyue and let her protect and guide them in their practice.
Currently, Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Feiling have reached the sixth level of Little Heaven Star Realm. They need a peaceful cultivation environment more than Li Tianming.
"No need to send it off, go back early."
Li Tianming turned around and smiled.
"No, I want to watch you leave." Jiang Feiling said.
Li Tianming smiled.
Tens of billions of silver dust, he left a billion in the Infinite Sword Sea.
At present, they have spread out and penetrated into many corners without barriers.
With nine billion left, Li Tianming decided to take it to the ancient gods, so that he could have a "whole picture view" that others could not have on that ancient battlefield!
Although due to his actual age, his strength is at the bottom among the tens of thousands of participants in Dark Star, his fighting spirit and belief are indeed very strong.
"The better I perform in the ancient gods, the better my grandpa will be able to gain a firm foothold here."