Accompanied by a fatal cry, a phantom appeared on Li Chengdao's body. He was dressed in green and had white hair and a Confucian crown. It was none other than Li Chengdao.
Goudan is the secular title of Literary Sage.
"Oh, I can't even sleep peacefully." Wen Sheng sighed. He had been sleeping for a long time and his spiritual power was exhausted. He had been living in Li Chengdao's sea of consciousness. Unexpectedly, someone woke him up.
"Which thief is quarreling with me?" He held the "Tiantian Hammer" and prepared to hit the person who was quarreling with him.
Fei Ming didn't say a word after hearing this, but looked at Wen Sheng intently.
"Huh?" Wen Sheng saw Wei Ming and was shocked: "You..."
"Juggernaut!!!"
In ancient times, hundreds of flowers bloomed in the world of cultivating immortals, and various methods of cultivating immortals emerged in endlessly. Among the most powerful, there were six, namely the Six Saints.
At that time, it was said that although there are no immortals in the world, the Six Saints in the Heavens meant that these six people were about to reach the top of their own path. Although they were inferior to the immortals, they could still surpass the laws of heaven.
Sword Saint and Literary Saint are two of them.
Lin Tian didn't react much when he heard the word "Sword Master", but Li Chengdao was a little shocked: "Sword Master?"
At that time, after the Literary Sage settled in his sea of knowledge, he asked his family to look up the legends of the Six Sages in ancient times.
The Sword Master, as the head of the Six Saints, was the one Li Chengdao found out the information about.
Li Chengdao took a deep breath: "Is this Sword Master the first of the Six Sages?"
After seeing the Sword Master, the Literary Sage changed his most reserved expression and said, "Yes, it's him, the Sword Master is unlucky!"
"Unexpectedly, Sword Master, you were almost an immortal at that time, but now you only have a consciousness left."
"Is it really impossible to defeat it?" Wen Sheng said in a desperate tone.
Lin Tian watched the two people ignore him and interrupted a little: "Who is 'it'?"
The literary saint smiled bitterly and said: "The 'unknown' thing is beyond the realm of our six saints. I only know that it takes something from each of the six of us and prevents us from becoming immortals."
Li Chengdao knew better and confirmed: "Are the Six Saints, the Sword Saint, the Literary Saint, the Demon Saint, the Dao Saint, the Moon Saint, and the Illusion God?"
Literary Saint nodded, "Yes, we feel that there is no hope of becoming immortals, and we are either sleeping or reincarnated waiting for the opportunity to become immortals in future generations."
"But, Juggernaut, why do you only have this consciousness left now? What happened to you later?"
Fei Ming retained some memories and said slowly: "I know more than you guys. At that time, after I felt that "it" had stolen my "Sword Heart", I followed the traces to explore it."
A sword master becomes a saint with his sword, and his sword heart is clear. It only takes a few years to become an immortal. The theft of his "sword heart" is equivalent to cutting off his path to sword immortality. It can be said to be a vengeance that breaks the path. Naturally, he wants to know
"Who is that.
"At that time, I followed the opportunity left by "it" and found an island."
"It's a pity that I can't see the face of 'it' clearly. I only know that 'it' has been preventing people in the world from becoming immortals."
"As for what the purpose is, I don't know."
Wen Sheng sighed quietly: "Have you started fighting with 'it'?"
"Of course!" Sword Master Fei Ming's eyes were erratic: "I killed him with a sword, but unfortunately the sword 'Fate' was not around at the time, so I was not able to seriously injure 'it'. Instead, it was myself..."
"Now there is only one consciousness, protected by her, hidden in the tranquility, and reincarnated for hundreds of generations."
As for who "she" is, Sword Sage Fei Ming didn't say it clearly, but Literary Sage knew it.
"Alas, with 'it' here, can any of us really become immortals?"
The sword master closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word. After a while, he opened his eyes and stared at Lin Tian.
"I don't know, it's like a mountain across the road. I hope someone can succeed."
The Literary Sage couldn't stop sighing, especially when he thought about Li Chengdao, whom he chose, who had no poetry at all and knew nothing about literature.
The information Lin Tian knew was limited, but he could generally tell that "it" was preventing people from becoming immortals. The Six Saints' cultivation had almost reached the top, but they were forced to reincarnate and fall asleep.
However, these have nothing to do with him. Becoming an immortal is too far away. What he has to do now is to get Qingyou to rescue his senior sister, and then participate in the Xia Dynasty competition to fulfill the agreement between his parents and the Ji family.
Oh, by the way, I also found Fei Ming’s matching sword, that’s all.
After thinking about this, Lin Tian said: "The things you are talking about are too far away, why not think about the present first?"
"Such as sending us out."
Juggernaut Fei Ming reiterated: "Remember to help me find my destiny, it's about you and me."
After Lin Tian nodded, he continued: "Wen Sheng, send them out."
"???" Wen Sheng was a little confused. He had been recovering in Li Chengdao's sea of consciousness for so long before he could accumulate some spiritual power. As a result...
Seemingly seeing that Wen Sheng was a little unhappy, he glanced at him: "Is there a problem?"
"……without."
After hearing Wen Sheng's agreement, Fei Ming photographed a blue ice crystal from the air, which was exactly the one on Luo Ningshuang's forehead.
"With this spiritual crystal derived from 'Qingyou', your senior sister will be fine."
After Lin Tian took it, he stared at Fei Ming carefully: "Why do you want to help me like this?"
Lin Tian didn't think that the leader of the Six Saints, who was once the most powerful person in the world of immortality, was a kind person who was willing to help others.
The sword master smiled and said, "No need to ask any more questions. Everything will be clear to you when you get the sword 'Fate'."
"Now, Goudan, you send them out." Fei Ming's tone was gentle, but Wen Sheng did not dare to refuse, even though this Fei Ming seemed to be just a consciousness.
Wen Sheng clearly remembered that he was beaten several times by Sword Master.
"Alas~" Wen Sheng sighed, then used the spiritual power he had just accumulated, and spoke: "I can't wait in the quietness."
As Wen Sheng spoke, Lin Tian and others saw that Wen Sheng was like a carp, spitting out words one after another, "I", "Waiting", "No", "In", "Qing", "Secret" and "Nei".
After saying this, Wen Sheng looked at Juggernaut: "I know you have a backup plan, and I hope you can succeed."
Fei Ming nodded slightly. I didn't expect that this old immortal knew me so well, and he deserved to be killed every time I beat him.
Wen Sheng also nodded in response, and then returned to Li Chengdao's consciousness. The words he just spoke and the words he said drained him dry again, and now he has to continue sleeping.
The figures of Lin Tian, Li Chengdao and others also gradually dimmed.
It seems that I have to come here again in the future. I still don’t know the identities of Luo Ningshuang and the little girl. Why did the Sword Master help me like this?
While thinking, everyone came out to be quiet.
"Huh~" Lin Tian looked up at the ceiling above his head and let out a long sigh of relief. Although there were some twists and turns, he was finally able to help his senior sister.
He turned around and looked down at the spirit puppet...
"Hey, where are Brother Li and the others?!" Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, right? This literary saint is so unreliable?
Also, here is...
Lin Tian looked at himself in a pink-hued wing. The table in the center of the room was lit with imaginative Nanxiang, and behind Lin Tian was a creaking bed.
Of course, these are not the key points. The key point is two pairs of shoes by the bed, on the bed...
It's indescribable, but for the pure Lin Tian, it's too obscene!