Chapter 440: Master Wande's Great Ideal "I traveled to the North Sea and arrived at Cangwu, where I borrowed something from the ancient Peng bird."Old Man Tianming looked at Song Lin with a smile on his face, "If you can do this, why wouldn't it hurt to help you?" "This……" Song Lin seemed embarrassed on the surface, but he was secretly happy in his heart. What kind of test is this? It’s so simple! Ordinary people would never be able to come into contact with the ancient Peng bird, let alone in their lifetime, even if they lived for several lifetimes. However, he had come into close contact with it several times in his past and present lives. Even though they were separated by reincarnation, the other party seemed to be able to recognize him. I think there must be something special about one of his previous lives. According to the theory of reincarnation, he is not only a traveler, but also a living being in this world. Perhaps the travel did not necessarily happen now, but in the previous life tens or hundreds of thousands of years ago. "Why, are you afraid you can't do it?"

Old Man Tianming smiled, with a hint of teasing in his eyes. "of course not!" Song Lin gritted his teeth, raised his head and said firmly: "No matter what, even if I die, I will definitely find the ancient Peng bird, step onto the fairy island, and complete the test of my predecessors!" "it is good!" There was a flash of admiration in the eyes of old man Tianming, as if he felt that Song Lin at this moment finally suited his taste. He likes people with strong minds. I like confident people. Those who are hesitant and overly cautious are not in the eyes of destiny. "Go ahead, go ahead. If you are really blessed, everything will go well for you. I have a treasure here that can help you travel 30,000 miles a day. You can go to the North Sea and return in one month." Old Man Tianming waved his hand. A cloud suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of us. The cloud was full of five colors and looked completely different than anything man-made. "Somersault cloud!" Song Lin was horrified. "What is the Somersault Cloud? This is the Heavenly Treasure Auspicious Cloud, which was refined by an ancient immortal who collected the five kinds of heavenly qi from the nine heavens. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the specific refining method has been lost, so this treasure has become a unique piece." Old Man Tianming explained slowly. "Don't underestimate this treasure, but don't rely on it too much. There are many ways to limit this thing in the world. An ordinary mortal immortal who has reincarnated four or five times has at least three or five ways to bring you down from the sky." Say it. He waved his hand again, and a gate of light appeared in front of him.

There was suction. Song Lin's figure suddenly shrank and turned into a stream of light and escaped from the realm of life and death. "Senior, you haven't told me what treasure you want to borrow!" Song Lin shouted immediately. "In the Immortal Washing Pond outside the Heaven, there is an object called 'Mortal Wish'. It is invisible and intangible, and is formed by the immortals who have shed their worldly obsessions after detaching from the mortal world. It takes three thousand years to become one mind, nine thousand years to produce one fruit, and one hundred thousand years to become one wish..." The elusive voice of Old Man Tianming came from afar. "If you can find this item, take a handful of the Transmutation Water from the Immortal Washing Pond, and make a wish in the Temple of Life and Death, you can revive Senior Sister and rebuild her body." The world ahead suddenly enlarged. The endless ocean, the howling sea breeze, the gloomy sky, and a small island suspended in the air. "Thank you, senior!" Song Lin turned around in the air and bowed from afar towards the mysterious island. The mortal wish is to be transformed into water. They are all things for resurrecting Feng Xuejun. What kind of test is this? It's clearly selfless help. The old man of destiny. What a good person! huh~~ The island suddenly shrank and turned into a point of light, as if escaping into the boundary between life and death between "existence and non-existence". "I was able to come here and see this island because of a great opportunity!" Song Lin couldn't help but think of the Lingxi horse in the East China Sea and the Lingxi fate he gained from it. I couldn't help feeling a sense of emotion. Whoosh...the sea breeze is howling. The Tianbao auspicious cloud burst into five colors, suddenly wrapped around Song Lin's figure, and took the initiative to escape to the north. Ancient legend. The ancient Peng bird's habitat is under the frozen North Sea. Every once in a while. Then it will spread its wings to 90,000 miles, fly across heaven and earth, and travel to all directions. Only Song Lin knows about it. The endless waters of the East China Sea, the South China Sea, and the Black Water Ocean are all stops on its journey.

“Hopefully this time it goes well!” - Above the nine heavens, strong winds were howling. This was the first time Song Lin flew so high. Three hundred feet above the ground is the limit for the Divine Mansion Realm, and the Golden Body Realm can only withstand the environment of a thousand feet in the air. Above that, there are endless strong winds, filled with all kinds of mysterious and vicious Tiangang energy. And at this time. He was flying high in the sky, overlooking the endless ocean. At the same time, my mind silently accepted the information from the reincarnation destiny disk. [Sword Lord has been a sword for sixty-third year.] [Hundreds of millions of demons emerged from the underworld. In just half a year, almost all of Cangzhou's 360 prefectures were overwhelmed.] 【The mountains and rivers are broken, and demons are rampant. 】 [The scattered Donglin Immortal Path can no longer organize enough forces to fight back, and the situation is getting worse. Every day, people rebel against the Immortal Path, abandon human ethics, and join the demons to live a miserable life. ] [Every day, tens of millions of people die in pain and despair.] [If you want to survive, you have to accept the demon as your master. Like a beast, you must give up all your dignity and wag your tail at the demon's feet to beg for mercy.] [Ma Dejian and Duan Yuansi, the two true disciples of Jianya, traveled around the world, rescuing fellow practitioners who refused to give up one after another from the sea of ​​demons. At the same time, they quietly searched for the missing Zhu Changsheng.] [The original Xuan Fengzi is now the acting headmaster of Donglin Xianya. He worked hard to unite the remaining forces from all sides and built the last line of defense in front of Donglin Xianya - Jianmen Pass.] [Shen Canggu was the one guarding the gate. With his sword, he killed the scattered demons that broke through the Linxian Cliff, fought bloody battles for the last hope of humanity, and made great contributions.] [The immortal sects in various places in the east all tacitly left for other places, and continued the immortal tradition in various desolate places, preserving the last spark of fire.] 【Everyone is working hard.】 【Including Song Yuyan.】 [She transformed herself into a demon-killing heroine, bravely killing enemies every day and saving people from all over the world who were in trouble. She tried to imitate the man she admired most in her heart and walked her own path.] [She knows that you are having a hard time, and she just wants to do her best to relieve a little of your pressure.] 【At that time.】 [The Demon Heavenly Master Shi Wande lost the Yellow Springs Road and was usurped by the Clavicle Demon Lord, and his status is much lower than before. He often avoids the world in the "Ya Zi Long Peak". 】 [Only a few close confidants knew that he was fighting with a female Bodhisattva day and night, and seemed to be studying a unique and extraordinary skill.] [The fifth true disciple of Jianya, Chun Yuyi, traveled outside the South China Sea, and from time to time he transformed into a sword and slew into the heartland of the demons in the Three Rivers and Nine Springs. He came and went freely, leaving behind the legend of the 'South China Sea Sword Spirit'.] 【Everyone is waiting for your return. 】 [Waiting for the last, desperate chance to counterattack! ]

[In this darkest and bloodiest era, you are the last ray of hope in their desperate lives.] December. After Shanhaiguan was broken, Han Tuizhi, who was imprisoned in the clan land of King Cang, finally met the first demon messenger. "It's you?" Han Tuizhi looked haggard and had a scruffy beard. The radiant and calm look of the past is no longer seen. "it's me." Shi Wande was calm and composed, without any smug look on his face. "What are you here for?" Han Tuizhi turned his head away. "Haha~~" Shi Wande suddenly laughed sarcastically. "why are you laughing?" Han Tuizhi seemed to lose his temper and asked again. "I laugh at you. We were both once the most powerful people in the world. Now you are just a prisoner, and I am a bug that was used and kicked into a corner." Shi Wande sighed and said, "Brother Han, who do you think is more pitiful among us?" "Of course it's you." Han Tuizhi had a cold face. "No, it's you." Shi Wande smiled slightly, his face sneered: "You abandoned your own persistence, betrayed the trust of hundreds of millions of people in Donglin, and offered 15 million monks to the Clavicle Demon Lord. If I am a stink bug, you are a traitor who is more smelly than a stink bug!" When the word "traitor" was mentioned, Han Tuizhi's whole body suddenly trembled, and he became visibly depressed. I couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal. However, Shi Wande had no intention of letting him go. He continued coldly, "You are not betraying the enemy at all. My guess was right. Before you went to Huangquan Road, the people from the Netherworld Ten Directions must have contacted you in advance, right?" "Haha~~" "I was wondering how it happened that the army you led surrounded me so easily. But in the end, you were besieged by the Ten Netherworlds and collapsed at the first blow. Your entire army was wiped out." "How could such a coincidence happen in this world? It was you, Han Tuizhi, who betrayed Donglin. You are no longer the upright and noble Senior Brother Jianya Xuanfeng. You wanted to become a Dharma Immortal to extend your life and to survive." "After you knew that the Sword Master had completely turned into a sword and no longer existed in this world, you realized that you were just a paper tiger without claws and fangs, and no one would be afraid of you anymore."

"So you—have completely lost your bottom line! Hahahahahaha" Shi Wande laughed wildly. "No, I didn't! I really didn't!" Han Tuizhi shook his head absentmindedly, his whole face twisted in pain. He murmured, "You don't understand. You don't understand at all! We can't win... We were destined to lose from the beginning. The only hope of survival is to join the Netherworld Ten Directions." "How can you, the person who first betrayed the people of Donglin and caused endless disasters, understand?" He suddenly looked up. Like a wounded beast, he roared at Shi Wande. "Who says I don't understand?" Shi Wande's smile faded. "I am the one who knows the Netherworld the best. I know their details better than any of you, so I surrendered first and became the only one trusted by those demons." "What do you want to do?" Han Tuizhi's pupils suddenly shrank. "Of course I want to save the world, in my own way." Shi Wande slowly opened his arms, as if embracing the whole world. He looked intoxicated, and his tone was vague: "Come with me, Han Tuizhi. Only when we join forces can we hope to accomplish the greatest cause!" "Become the king of this world." "Supreme, I am the only immortal!" "just me." He suddenly turned around and looked at Han Tuizhi. A pair of eyes seemed like a demon bewitching mortals: "I am the only one who has the hope of saving the world!" "I am the right one!" “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha” - 【December 28th.】 [In the former Cangwang clan territory, Shi Wande and Han Tuizhi met and had a conversation that could change history. ] 【December 29th.】 [Han Tuizhi appeared in front of a group of human captives for the first time and publicly acknowledged the death of Donglin Jianjun.] 【For a while.】

[People’s hearts——completely collapsed! 】 [The world has just realized that the last bit of their confidence has already been completely transformed into a sword. They have just realized that the object they have been respecting and trying to please is actually just a paper tiger.] 【Han Tuizhi, sinner! 】 On the first day of the first lunar month, the wind was biting cold. This is the sixty-fourth year since the Sword Master transformed into a sword. Song Lin didn't know how long this disaster would last. Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years. It is impossible for demons to exterminate all human beings. Even when the human race was at its peak, it did not exterminate all other races on earth. Because they still need to eat. It's a very simple truth, but it tells the story of the cruelty between different races. He was prepared for a protracted battle. "If we want to fight for that almost non-existent chance of winning, all seven of us must enter the Dharma Realm. At the very least, we must have abilities on par with the Dharma Immortals." Song Lin looked forward. The sky and earth are covered with white frost, and everything is frozen. There is not a single trace of life on the North Sea in December. "Where would the Ancient Peng Bird be?" Think for a moment. Song Lin controlled the Tianbao auspicious cloud and circled in the air over the North Sea. It took three full days, but nothing unusual was found. "It seems we still have to go into the sea." "There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun. Kun is so big, no one knows how many thousand miles it is. It changes into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back is so big, no one knows how many thousand miles it is." "In the sky it is a roc, in the sea it is a giant kun." "But in this case..." Song Lin looked at the Tianbao auspicious clouds under his feet, thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind. There was a boom. The whole person turned into sword light, broke through the thick ice, and drilled into the North Sea, which was said to be a thousand times more dangerous than the South Sea. "who!" Suddenly, a cold voice came from under the ice.

Song Lin frowned slightly. I didn't expect to meet a hostile 'person' just after entering the sea. If he were really human! Gala~ Gala~ Layers of ice parted, and it seemed as if a huge monster was attacking from the bottom of the water. suddenly. Thousands of pieces of ice turned into fragments and pressed towards where Song Lin was. Rays of sword light flashed by. Smash all the ice in front of you into pieces. next moment. A creature with a body of three meters, black skin and three eyes, which looked like a human or a demon, jumped out of the ice, holding a steel fork, and roared: "I am the sea guardian of the Yaksha clan in the North Sea. Who dare you to trespass here!" "Noisy." Song Linmeng waved his hand. The ten golden lights broke through the void and instantly appeared at the throat of the Yaksha. Pfft~~ Purple blood splattered. Yaksha Zhenhai Envoy covered his neck tightly, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his body fell backwards with a bang. Da da~~ Song Lin walked past his body with an indifferent expression. "I, Jianya Xuanfeng, do not need a foreign sea monster to interfere in my actions." Say it. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared through the sea ice and into the freezing cold water. After a while. A group of black-skinned monsters rushed over from all directions, looking at the direction where Song Lin disappeared with fear in their eyes. The madman from Jianya Xuanfeng! What is he doing in Beihai? The third day of the first lunar month. The fifth day of the first lunar month. Time passes slowly. Song Lin went deep into the North Sea for five consecutive days. He encountered eighteen dangerous situations, went through thirty-six bloody battles, and saw countless alien races and sea beasts in the North Sea. But they still couldn't find any trace of the ancient Kunpeng. "Is that guy sleeping again?" Song Lin thought for a long time.

Suddenly he stood in the sea and shouted loudly. "Kunpeng! You silly bird, come out now! This sword immortal has something to ask you!" "I have something to ask you..." "Looking for you..." Loud shouts echoed in the sea, transmitted to far away through the cold water. wow~~ The cold and silent deep sea suddenly began to surge with undercurrents. Countless races looked up in horror. It’s not enough that this sword madman has caused so much trouble in the North Sea recently... He even dared to call the name of the Holy Spirit directly! "court death!" "Kill him and offer him as a sacrifice to the Holy Spirit!" "Hehehe~~ I have been thinking about what to do. Now that the immortal path in Donglin is broken, a mere golden body cultivator dares to act so arrogantly in my Beihai." "Grandpa will definitely skin him alive today!!" (End of this chapter)