Chapter 449 A cup of tea enters the quasi-sage and gathers in the land of chaos (please subscribe)
"Tianzun, will you die?"
As the inheritance spirit of Qinglian Sword Sect, Lin Qingxuan suddenly heard Ji Yi's question, but she had already transcended all kinds of emotions.
But at this moment, she still felt a trace of anger.
A trace of anger emerged in my heart because of the young man in front of me disrespecting the sword master.
"Since the Qinglian Sword Sect was broken, and in these countless years, I have met many people who want to obtain the Sword Master's inheritance.
However, you are the most unscrupulous person, can you tell me why?
Why do you dare to ask this question?"
"Because I'm still alive, and"
Having said this, Lin Yi raised his eyes and looked at Lin Qingxuan, with a more solemn look in his eyes.
"My sword will definitely be sharper. If not, you don't have to pass it on to me."
"The true world of Taoyuan is so big that only by attaining the Tao and becoming a saint can you be qualified to travel around the world.
Above the saints, there is a realm of boundlessness and a realm of the other shore. At this point, one is already qualified to establish a sect.
They will have many titles, such as divine kings, divine kings and even divine emperors, but they are still in the realm of the other side.
Above this realm, there is a half-way source, which mostly refers to those who have condensed their own spiritual source, or although it is an inevitable state, they have the ability to condense their own spiritual source.
There may be many names for this realm, but only Tao Lord is the recognition of this type of people by the Taoyuan Realm.
In this state, let alone one person who is unrivaled by hundreds of millions of people, most of them will become the best in a state."
Speaking of this, Lin Qingxuan looked at Lin Yi and said calmly.
"Even if he is half a Taoyuan and becomes a Dao Lord that everyone looks up to in the Taoyuan Realm, he would not dare to claim to be immortal.
But only the Heavenly Lord, who has gathered his own source of truth, survived the calamity of the source of truth, and wields the power of the true source of truth, is the one who has eternal life in the eyes of countless creatures in the true world of the source of truth.
So you asked me if Tianzun will die. From the above point of view, Tianzun should not die."
"should?"
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows.
"In my memory, he never came to see me."
Facing Lin Yi's gaze, Lin Qingxuan said lightly.
"I see."
Hearing this, Ji Yi's heart moved. He did not continue to ask, but when he turned around, he looked at the damaged palaces around him.
"The next step should be the final level."
"You can choose to step in there and break through."
Lin Qingxuan said calmly.
"Have you ever considered appearing in the true world of Taoyuan in another form?"
Seeing Lin Qingxuan raise his right hand, and in that finger, a bit of starlight turned into a whirlpool door, and then the scene continued to magnify in front of his eyes, Ji Yi raised his feet and walked away, and asked.
"Wait until you master that inheritance."
Lin Qingxuan said calmly.
Lin Yi smiled, took one step forward, and things changed quickly.
"Tianzun, will you die?"
Seeing Lin Yi's figure disappear along with the Whirlpool Gate, Lin Qingxuan slowly raised her head and murmured subconsciously.
"Those who are lazy will be killed!"
"Those who are lazy will perish!"
In the land of nothingness, Ji Yi slowly opened his eyes.
In all directions, there is a dark and empty place like the universe, and under the seat is a broken rock platform.
But when he raised his head, he saw a dazzling light emerging from the end of the darkness.
The light was weak and invisible at first, but when his gaze lingered for a long time, he could see clearly that there was a large hall in the light.
The name of the palace is Sword Tower.
"Is that the real place of inheritance?"
Seeing this scene, Ji Yi looked away, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
His conversation with Lin Qingxuan was very concise, and seemed more like he was answering questions that were not asked.
However, after the sentence of "lazy person" came out, Lin Yi clearly felt that something was wrong with Lin Qingxuan, the inheritor of the Qinglian Sword Sect.
"As a spirit of inheritance, she knows a lot, but she knows very little about Tianzun.
However, his explanation about Daojun relieved a lot of my doubts.
Lord Mingxin, I don’t know if you have become a Heavenly Lord.”
As this thought emerged, Ji Yi glanced at the nothingness around him, and a surging sword intent rose into the sky at this moment.
Tianzun's affairs are important, but more important than this is the legacy left by Jianzun.
"Those who are lazy will be killed!"
"I hope I can know more about your inheritance."
As he spoke, Ji Yi raised his right foot and stepped towards the stone platform below.
Click!
As cracks spread like spider webs, large chunks of rock shattered in an instant.
In just one breath, only the stone platform where Lin Yi stood remained.
But at this time, the stone platform is no longer called a stone platform, but a stone sword.
"Jianlou, Lin is here."
In a whisper, Lin Yi stepped on the stone sword and roared towards the sword tower by riding the wind and waves.
During this process, Na Sheng Da Luo's cultivation level began to continue to rise.
When the flying sword made by Shitai flew a hundred feet away, Lin Yi had already reached the end of the Da Luo realm.
Boom!
Soon, another fierce sword intent shot up into the sky.
Meteorites one after another appear to be circling, guarding the sword tower.
At this time, in this vast land of chaos, there were already one figure after another standing there, with a number of nearly ten thousand people.
They are all geniuses from all major states in the Daoyuan Realm. The purpose of gathering here is to obtain the inheritance of the sword master who was famous as Daoyuan at that time.
"This is the way of the quasi-sage."
When the undisguised quasi-sage soared into the sky from behind, a young man who was sitting cross-legged on the outskirts of the Fallen Land suddenly turned his head.
I saw a white escaping light coming from the darkness.
"How is it possible, so fast?"
Seeing this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart felt faintly suffocating.
If you want to get from that vast land of nothingness to this place of chaos, you don't need magic power or various spiritual treasures.
It relies on one's own Tao. Only one's own Tao is strong enough to cross this boundless land of nothingness.
He spent ten thousand years in order to come to this place of chaos.
However, seeing the sword light roaring from the darkness, hesitation appeared in this man's eyes.
"With such a fast speed, how many years did it take him?"
Thinking like this, the young man saw the ray of light disperse, revealing a handsome young man wearing a white Confucian shirt.
"In the Lower Yangji Prefecture, Fengtian Dao Zuo Yuanzi, looking at the situation of fellow Taoists, it seems that he has just broken through to a quasi-sage?"
The young man subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the fluctuation of cultivation that had just subsided, and asked with difficulty.
"My dear Lin Yi, a storyteller in Tianji Province, Fellow Daoist Zuo is indeed very discerning, and Lin has indeed just broken through to the level of a quasi-sage.
It's a pity that even if Lin just hurried all the way and shortened the time to a cup of tea, he would still be far behind."
Speaking of this, Ji Yi looked at the figures sitting on the stars in the land of chaos and asked curiously.
"Is it first-come, first-served here or is there a ranking?"