Chapter 275 Blood and Bone Spiritual Roots, the Substitute Bodhisattva "Roar!" A strange aura around Song Lin suddenly surged, as if it had broken through a critical point. A claw swung down. Collided with the flying sword that came from the sky. Boom—the earth shook and it was deafening. "Divine Palace..." The young swordsman's expression changed slightly, and a ray of sword light suddenly flew back to him from the dust and smoke. The opponent had clearly just broken through to the Divine Palace, yet he already had such powerful strength. The legendary demon of Mangshan is indeed extraordinary! The dust gradually dissipated. A figure stood quietly in the open space. "Flying sword, is this all the power you have?" A strange voice sounded.

Song Lin looked at the young swordsman, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes flashing with violence. "This is certainly not a real flying sword." The young man snorted coldly and made hand gestures: "Divine Fire·Spiritual Light—Go." The sword ball cut through the void again, and a burst of red flames covered the sword body, and its power was several times stronger than before. Swah—— Song Lin's figure disappeared from the spot. next moment. He appeared ten meters away as if teleporting, and quickly approached the young swordsman. A pair of eyes filled with murderous intent. "Ha~~" The young swordsman was not in a hurry and changed his sword moves. call out-- There was a sound of breaking air behind me. Song Lin's heart moved, and he subconsciously changed direction, moving sideways several meters. Boom! A flash of sword passed through his back dangerously. “Can it turn around?” There was a hint of surprise in Song Lin's eyes. Divine fire and spiritual light.

The three great swords of Cangjian Mountain, who forged the sword with their own bodies and were full of spirituality, could not achieve this level. It was clear that the opponent's sword balls were far inferior to the three great swords, so why were they so agile? How did he control the flying sword? Thoughts flash by in a flash. Song Lin did not stop his actions and continued to approach the other party at a rapid speed. Three hundred meters, two hundred meters... The young sword cultivator flew his sword across the sky again and again, but each time was dodged by Song Lin at an extremely fast speed. His flying sword was very agile, but its speed and power were not enough to threaten Song Lin. It was indeed as he said, it was not a real flying sword. "Not good!" The young man had a grim look on his face. As he looked at the monster getting closer and closer, he began to think of running away. Just then. "Focus your mind and concentrate on flying the sword." A vague voice suddenly sounded in my ears. "Master!" The young man immediately showed joy. Buzz—the sword light suddenly shone brightly, as if it had received help from some powerful being in the dark. In Zhenyou City, there seemed to be a flash of powerful aura. "Gold body?" Song Lin was shocked. The master who secretly helped the young swordsman was definitely a true golden body warrior! In the presence of such an existence. It seemed that he had only one way out...death. "Looking for a substitute, huh? In that case..." Song Lin raised his head slowly, and a gleam of invisible light suddenly flashed in his eyes. "This is?" The young man was startled. In an instant. The sword light floats and penetrates the void. The invisible flying sword fell into the young sword cultivator's eyebrows, and the visible flying sword pierced through Song Lin's chest. Both of them suddenly stopped where they were. "Be bold!" Shocked and angry voices rang out from the city. Then, a shocking sword light appeared, and a real immortal sword disappeared into the void and came at lightning speed.

"late!" Song Lin laughed wildly. He raised his hand and shattered his crown before the flying sword pierced his head. "Let's...die together!" The words fell. The young swordsman's body trembled, and wisps of invisible sword energy burst out from his seven orifices, and he fell on his back. at the same time. Song Lin's figure also fell down silently. [You disrupt yin and yang, and reverse reincarnation. You are born a spirit, a species of the netherworld. Born in Baimang, you are a mortal. You met an immortal master on the road, and you killed yourself in front of Zhenyou City.] 【Evaluation: The reputation is gradually rising. 】 [Obtain the fate of Ming Huang: Nether Seed, Blood and Bone Spiritual Root] "Rising in fame?" Song Lin opened his eyes, looking a little surprised. How did he become famous the second time he entered his past life? Wouldn't premature death mean nothing? But he ended up with a bright yellow destiny... It felt like he had already left a mark in that world. "Something's wrong..." "Hero, you also feel something is wrong!" Chen Xiaohua's voice rang out. Song Lin turned his head. A strong smell of blood wafted in from afar, even overpowering the earthy smell on the Yellow Springs Road. Blood and bone spiritual roots. His destiny has arrived! "Roar!" The strange roar sounded familiar to Song Lin. It seemed that he was of the same race as him in his previous life. "The ghost is coming!" Chen Xiaohua hugged the oar, huddled aside and shivered. "Pretend to be a ghost." Song Lin's lips curled up with a hint of disdain. Suddenly, an invisible sharp edge gathered between the eyebrows and disappeared into the dim mist.

“Ah——” a scream was heard, and then there was silence. Compared to the Netherworld in his previous life, the spiritual power of the man in reality is more than a hundred times stronger after experiencing all kinds of things in his previous life. Even Xu Canghai, who is in the realm of the gods, can kill him, let alone a Netherworld alien! "Row over." Song Lin said to Chen Xiaohua. "Oh, good! Good!" Chen Xiaohua nodded hurriedly, turned around and paddled the broken board, his eyes horrified, and whispered to himself: "Flying sword? Was that a flying sword just now?" After a while. A complete and strange corpse came into view, which looked neither human nor human, with dark skin, like a devil from hell. Song Lin's mind changed. Using the Blood-Drinking Knife to break open the Netherworld Seed's spine, he indeed found a different blood-red spiritual root at the third section of its spine. "A spiritual being of heaven and earth?" Song Lin understood that this was the true spiritual creature of heaven and earth. Even if ordinary creatures reached the divine palace, their flesh and blood were just ordinary spiritual creatures. Only certain species could produce such "spiritual roots". As for its function... "Do you want to eat?" Song Lin turned his head. "Gudu~" Chen Xiaohua swallowed her saliva and said, "I dare not, I dare not, hero, you should eat it yourself!" "Oh, what a pity." Song Lin looked regretful, put away the blood and bone spiritual root, and prepared to go to Cangzhou to ask someone. This kind of thing should be able to strengthen one's bones, or have some magical effect of healing. It is probably also very beneficial for harmonizing the five elements in the Divine Mansion Realm. Unfortunately, he was afraid of diarrhea. It was safer not to eat in a place like this. Chen Xiaohua immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This guy is crazy and sometimes really scary. "Master Hua, have you ever seen a flying sword?" Chen Xiaohua shook her head instinctively, then suddenly froze and broke out in a cold sweat. Flower Master. He recognized it! He had recognized me! "You don't think I'm really crazy, do you?" Song Lin's lips curled up into a faint smile. "No, no, how dare I." Chen Xiaohua lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze. "That's good. Let's row the boat quickly. It's too dangerous here." Song Lin spoke softly, his tone seemed particularly gentle.

"Uh-huh." Chen Xiaohua was filled with gratitude. Seeing Song Lin sober made her feel so safe! Song Lin smiled casually and sat cross-legged. Quietly looking at this dim world, my thoughts are flying. That night. Tan Tai Xuan Yin chopped down the 'Song Lin' transformed from the Dragon Yuan Spiritual Root with a sword, and the two merged into one again, with the consciousness of Song Lin with a physical body gaining the upper hand. But after a night of stormy soul fusion, he was still lost. The obsession that Song Lin had for the past eighteen years was so deep, so deep that it affected him all the time. sometimes. He really couldn't tell who he was supposed to be. So he wanted to fulfill his obsession and cancel the engagement. He wanted to tell the world that he was not a coward who needed a woman's protection. He wants to prove himself. Even without the help of your parents, you can still be a strong person! Wasn't Song Lin's obsession in the past also his obsession? "What a bullshit obsession! You just want to go to Cangzhou to learn the Golden Body Technique and the Immortal Sword! Hahahaha, hahahaha, shameless and selfish... Give your body back to me!" Song Lin suddenly muttered to himself in a low voice. "You are too extreme." Song Lin sighed slightly. "No! I don't, I just want to take back everything that belongs to me! After obtaining the Dragon Yuan Spiritual Root, your bones have grown again, right? Don't worry, it's all mine. Everything you have... belongs to me!" Song Lin laughed wildly. Again! Chen Xiaohua shuddered all over, and with a stern face, she quickly slid the broken oar. He really wants to escape! But I can’t escape… I must get out of the Yellow Springs Road as soon as possible, enter Cangzhou, and then find a way to get away from this madman who talks to me every day! - Cross the River of Oblivion. The small house in the backyard of the Tenth Medical Clinic. Jian Shiyi was dragging a crystal miniature skeleton in his hand and sitting in front of Mu Cheng. Strands of sword light flowed, forming characters in front of the two of them. [Mu Cheng, I have a way to help you regain your ability to speak and move. It is this Bodhisattva bone in front of you...] Hear the words. Mu Cheng's eyes flickered, and he seemed very excited.

【But you may have to pay with your life. 】 Mu Cheng looked puzzled. [This bodhisattva bone is actually the spiritual root of the golden body. It is unique in the world, and it is incredible that it can be preserved so well. By integrating it, you may be able to recover, or even better...] Mu Cheng slowly rolled his eyes, as if to say: I am not afraid of death. 【That’s not what I meant.】 Jian Eleven hesitated for a moment. What he said next really went against his compassionate heart as a doctor. however. Thinking about the treacherous situation and the dangers Song Lin might encounter in the future... [The fusion of the bodhisattva bone will only temporarily restore your limbs and regenerate your flesh and blood. But the price is to absorb your vitality in advance. If I had taken care of you, you might have had another five years to live...] [If you fuse this divine object, you will only have one to two years left to live. ] [When the time comes, I will make you into a puppet and hand you over to Song Lin.] [Have you thought it through? Die for Song Lin.] huh~~~ Mu Cheng's breathing suddenly became heavy. A pair of gray eyes gradually lit up with bright light. On the day of March 3rd, the scenes that took place in Xuanlin Cave flashed before my eyes. Mu Cheng looked at Jian Shiyi, and nodded heavily with all his strength. Died for Song Lin. He is willing! A life that has long been worthless can finally shine with one last ray of brilliance. He is absolutely willing! See this. Jian Eleven sighed deeply. Each person has his or her own destiny. Save a life, seven-story pagoda. Perhaps this is the mercy that this "Bodhisattva bone" deserves, and it is Mu Cheng's final destination in this life. Instead of living a mediocre life, it is better to turn into a gorgeous firework. So...what about himself? - "Flowers" On the road to the underworld.

Song Lin sat bored at the stern of the boat, watching Chen Xiaohua rowing hard. "Hey, please speak." Chen Xiaohua turned her head with a flattering look on her face, but her hands never stopped moving. "You could actually take a break." Song Lin said with a smile. "I dare not, I dare not. For Mr. Song's safety, I would like to risk my life to row out!" Chen Xiaohua was smiling. "Ah~~ Hua, I'm still used to calling you Master Hua." Song Lin sighed. The once high-spirited, mature and steady Hua Ye can no longer be seen. "Mr. Song is joking." Chen Xiaohua smiled and lowered her head, quietly wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. He strongly requested that the two of them address each other as such. Don’t be fooled by the fact that Song Lin looks normal now. Chen Xiaohua felt a huge pressure every time she spoke to him, fearing that she would run into the unreasonable "Song Lin" and be killed by him the next moment. This is the Yellow Springs Road! The living fell to the ground and sank into eternal damnation. He just wanted to leave here now, and he couldn't stop for a moment. As long as he got out of here, he would be willing to die miserably on the spot! "By the way, do you really not know about flying swords?" Song Lin's casual tone suddenly became a little weird. "Do not……" Chen Xiaohua was about to shake her head when she suddenly felt a chill on her back. This tone... it's over! Why did it come out at this time! He really didn't want to talk to that 'Song Lin'! A figure gradually loomed over my head. Chen Xiaohua gripped the oar tightly and shivered. suddenly. He dropped the oars, turned around, closed his eyes, and shouted, "I know, I know flying swords! I also know how to practice flying swords!" In order to survive, he gave it his all! "Ok?" Song Lin raised his hand and handed over a piece of flesh and blood of the Netherworld Seed. Smiling, he said, "Come on, don't be in a hurry, eat first."

"Good, good." Chen Xiaohua trembled and took the bloody piece of meat. With a ferocious face, he bit it down with one bite. He said in a hurry: "Master Song, I, I really know the method of practicing flying swords, I really know... Believe me! If you kill me, you will get nothing!" At the end, he seemed to have regained his courage. He looked straight at Song Lin with a firm gaze. (End of this chapter)