Chapter 296: The Sword Immortal Enters the Mortal World, the Sword Maniac Knocks at the Gate of Heaven"That was fourteen years ago. Chuandi left the Lin family and devoted himself to seeking the truth. He became obsessed and crazy. Finally, he knocked on the gate of heaven with his sword on the cliff of Linxian, and forcibly condensed a golden body of the first-grade sword..." As Lin Chuanfeng continued to tell the story, the scene from that year reappeared before his eyes. As the person involved, Song Lin was speechless for a while. Brother, I'm right in front of you, why are you feeling sad? Lin Chuandian was just a useless character, a test subject after Song Lin went to extremes. His pure wood spiritual roots made the sharpness of the invisible sword energy that broke through the void body weaker by three points. Back then, being able to take a look at the scenery on the mountain meant paying the price of one’s life. So this time when he entered the world, he came to find his roots - the golden spiritual roots. Forty percent of the water spiritual roots are enough to condense the immortal body of the High Priest, and the future Dharma appearance can be expected. However, he wanted to add another golden spiritual root to his golden body, and combine gold and water together with the three elements of wind, thunder and wood to see what kind of golden body he could condense. but. It is extremely difficult to raise the gold spiritual root to more than 40%. There are very few people in this world who are born with the gold spiritual root, otherwise Jianya Xuanfeng would not have only seven disciples.

Yes. As far as Song Lin knew, Jianya Xuanfeng only accepted disciples with golden spiritual roots. Therefore, each of them is a rare sword genius in the world. So. Just like the brilliant Li Chunfeng, who tried hard for half his life but still couldn't get into the field. these past three years. Song Lin traveled the world not just for chivalry and justice, but also to visit various sword cultivators to gain knowledge. At the same time, he also secretly collected spiritual objects and treasures from heaven and earth, and finally raised his gold spiritual root from 12 to 30. This is because he has a spiritual root panel. If it were an ordinary person. I can only absorb rare golden spiritual objects, and I am afraid I won’t be able to succeed even in three lifetimes. "It is said that the Lin family has a Tianling Pill, which is a treasure passed down for thousands of years. Taking it can improve one's physical fitness. I hope I can gain something this time." Song Lin thought silently in his heart. This was another purpose of his coming to Dan Xuanlin's house. That Tianling Pill was extremely precious, and the clan members had no hope of breaking through the golden body, so they were reluctant to take it out. Of course he didn't dare to speak rashly. But the Lin family is in a precarious situation now, maybe one day in the future... they will come out and ask him for help. The next day. Song Lin just walked out of the room. Lin Chuanfeng responded, "Young Master Li, there's news from Jianya Xuanfeng recently that the seventh disciple of the Sword Master is going down the mountain to ask questions. Are you interested in going there to see the future Sword Master?" "Sword Lord's seventh disciple? What's his name?"

Song Lin's eyes gradually became sharper. "Shen Zang Valley." Lin Chuanfeng said. "Good name!" Song Lin's heart was shocked. Shenzang Valley. The body is covered with bones, the chivalrous spirit is still there... This second destined person who was accepted into Jianya Xuanfeng's sect must have been born with a sword bone and was undoubtedly Ye Liuyun's previous life. According to calculation. At this time, more than thirty years have passed since he first entered this world. The first destined person, the reincarnated immortal from the mortal world, has most likely already achieved the golden body, and that is Nalan Xianxian’s previous life. The second person who was born with a sword bone corresponds to Ye Liuyun's fate. As for the third and fourth persons, they are related to Tan Tai Xuan Yin and Xu Jing Ting, but no trace of them has been heard of so far. "Could it be that in this life, Ye Liuyun is the protagonist?" thinking in mind. Song Lin followed Lin Chuanfeng's footsteps and visited the Lin family's Lingxuan Danfang. Along the way, unfamiliar faces appeared from time to time, and took the initiative to greet Lin Chuanfeng, trying to make friends with "Smiling Little Li", the future first-class golden body, through him. The golden body of Yuanliu City is at most of the eighth grade. The difference between it and the first-grade golden body is like heaven and earth. There is a great possibility that he will become a true disciple of Donglin Xianya in the future. Who wouldn’t be jealous? One day passed. When Song Lin returned to the Lin family, he received a car full of gifts, among which was a spiritual root of heaven and earth. This gift comes from the sword-making Chen family. The largest family in Yuanliu City, with a history of ten thousand years and profound cultural heritage. The 'Song in Cangzhou, Chen in the east' of later generations refers to the sword-making Chen family in Yuanliu City, which inherited the 'East China Sea Sword-Forging Furnace'. "This gift from Lao Chen is a bit heavy!" Lin Chuanfeng looked at the gift box in Song Lin's arms with a complicated expression. The Lin family also had such gifts, but they could not give them as gifts no matter what. "I admire Patriarch Chen's broad-mindedness." Song Lin nodded in agreement.

The Chen family took out this gift but did not ask for anything. They just wanted Song Lin to help them if they were in trouble in the future. Make friends with precious treasures. No wonder the Sword-Forging Furnace in the East China Sea survived a catastrophe and is still standing seven thousand years later. "Young Master Li." At this time, Lin Chuanfeng said: "Shen Zanggu is going down the mountain to train, and his first stop will be Yuanliu City. Don't worry, there are countless eyes watching in the city. I will inform you as soon as there is any news." "Thank you, Master Lin." Song Lin thanked him. "Then I'll take my leave first." Lin Chuanfeng nodded. After a while. Song Lin returned to the room and immediately absorbed the treasure, and his spiritual roots increased by 3 points again. [Spiritual Roots: Gold (30), Wood (35), Water (41), Fire (2), Earth (31), Thunder (36), Wind (30)——Yu (4)] 【Fortune: 49】 【Qi (18), Li (18), Fa (0), Shen (18), Ling (19), Sword (12), Knife (12)】 Subsequently. He added the remaining 1 point and the newly added 3 spiritual roots to the gold spiritual root. Gold (31) Looking at his gradually growing spiritual roots, Song Lin felt a sense of satisfaction. "Only 9 points left. If I can get another ten or so natural treasures, or three or five spiritual roots of the same quality as the Purple Jade Spiritual Root, I can expect to achieve a first-grade golden spiritual root swordsmanship golden body!" "Joining Jianya Xuanfeng is basically a sure thing." "After these three years, my cultivation has reached the peak of the Divine Palace, with my Qi and Strength at 18, and my Mind at 18. My understanding of the sword has also reached a higher level, from 11 to 12." “Big improvement!” "With this panel, I can see my progress directly, and I feel more motivated to practice." Seven days passed in a flash. Shen Zang Valley was still nowhere to be seen, but many people came to Yuanliu City. They certainly did not come for the 'smiling Little Li', but wanted to meet the disciple of the Sword Master and observe the demeanor of the future Sword Immortal of Donglin. One of them is still seeking for immortality, while the other has already joined the immortal sect and achieved a golden body. Their reputations are simply incomparable. "Second brother, you are ahead of me again in this life!" Song Lin looked up at the sky and felt a sense of emotion.

Another month has passed. The shadow of the future Sword Master's disciple and the Sword Immortal had not yet been seen. However, the people in Yuanliu City were still enthusiastic and eagerly waiting. Song Lin had to admit it. I underestimated the influence of Jianya Xuanfeng, underestimated Donglin Jianjun, and underestimated the charm of the Sword Immortal. The first day of June. Shen Zanggu still hasn't shown up. "Not coming yet? Does he have to wait until July 7th as well?" Song Lin could no longer hold back his anger, so he rode his sword and fled towards the East China Sea. Above Yuanliu City, a streak of light suddenly crossed the sky. This immediately caused countless people to look up. "The Sword Master's disciple is here?" "The sword light appeared from the city and went towards the East China Sea. It shouldn't be him." "It's him, the smiling Xiao Li!" Suddenly someone exclaimed. "Romantic Swordsman!" "Tsk tsk, I see that the sword light is pure and restrained, hiding a wisp of invisible golden energy. This Little Li Feidao really wants to worship at Jianya Xuanfeng and become a sword immortal." "Incoming two sword wizards in a row... Tsk tsk, I really look forward to him competing with Shen Zanggu in swordsmanship after he advances to the Golden Body stage." "It seems that the eighth true disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng, who fights all kinds of methods, is about to appear!" This night. Song Lin's sword light amazed many people. People then knew that his goal was not only to become a disciple of Donglin Xianya, but also to become a disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng, who was unparalleled in fighting, and become a rare and peerless sword fairy in the world! East China Sea. Song Lin rode his sword and rode the wind, galloping all the way. Flying in the air about 150 meters above the sea surface. Three hours later. He stopped the sword light, rested for a moment, and continued flying. Compared to reality. His sword-flying height increased from one hundred meters to one hundred and fifty meters, and its endurance increased from two hours to three hours. But there is still a big gap compared to the real sword immortal.

Go in and out of the blue sky, and fly the sword into the sky. This is no joke! The legendary swordsman really has the ability to kill enemies thousands of miles away with one sword. Half a month later, June 15th. Song Lin came to a familiar sea area. Black Turtle Island. Seven thousand years later, there is a remote island that has never been discovered and is rarely visited by humans. Of course, there was no such island seven thousand years ago. “I hope I won’t be disappointed here.” Song Lin stepped in. Suddenly, a turtle spirit appeared in the purple bamboo forest, but it just glanced at him and slowly left. "really!" Song Lin smiled knowingly. Seven thousand years later, he killed a yellow rock turtle and was cursed by its fate. Now that he has the fate of a turtle spirit, the treatment is completely different. After a while. Song Lin explored the island and encountered many golden turtle spirits, but none of them attacked him. The way forward. The purple mist in the bamboo forest gradually became thicker. After a while. A purple bamboo towering into the clouds appeared in the open space ahead. Bamboo shoots are popping out of the soil around, crystal clear and smooth, with a fragrant smell. "nice one!" Song Lin pounced on it, dug out a magical bamboo shoot, and started to eat it. Crunch~~ The juice splashes, sweet and delicious. Of course it has not been steamed, so the taste is a little bit numb. soon. After a spiritual bamboo shoot entered his stomach, Song Lin saw that the number of spiritual roots on the panel had increased by 1 point. "It works!" He turned his head sharply. Looking at the dozens of spiritual bamboo shoots at the foot of the huge purple bamboo, his eyes lit up. The spiritual energy of Black Turtle Island is not as good as that of Li's blessed land, and it cannot produce treasures like the Purple Qiong Spiritual Root. However, it is better in that it has accumulated for tens of millions of years and is numerous.

Without the panda fairy, these spiritual roots would be preserved. Three days later. Song Lin leaned against a huge purple bamboo with his bulging belly and burped. "If an ordinary person ate so many natural treasures, he would have died of bloating long ago, right?" [Spiritual Roots: Gold (31), Wood (35), Water (41), Fire (2), Earth (31), Thunder (36), Wind (30)——Yu (38)] 【Fortune: 49】 【Qi (18), Li (18), Fa (0), Shen (18), Ling (19), Sword (12), Knife (12)】 "Reincarnation fate disk, add points!" 32、33、34、35、36……一连串数值跳动。 When the value of the golden spiritual root reached 40, a layer of golden energy suddenly appeared on Song Lin's face. "Something is wrong...Is the improvement too fast?" An extremely sharp edge suddenly streaked across the bamboo forest. Wow~~ Large tracts of purple bamboo fell down, startling countless sleeping turtle spirits. Song Lin fell heavily to the ground, creating a human-shaped pit on the ground. For a while. He felt that his whole body was as heavy as if it were filled with iron, and his flesh, blood, tendons and bones were stiffening bit by bit, as if they were about to turn into a piece of gold and iron. "A person with 40% of his golden spiritual roots would actually endanger his life because of his excellent talent!" "I'm not going to turn into a sword, am I?" A thought flashed through Song Lin's mind. Then, his eyes went dark, and then bright again. Countless golden lights burst out from the depths of his mind, instantly sweeping across his entire mental world. In a trance. He seemed to have become a piece of sunken iron in the deep sea, experiencing many changes in the world. Over a long period of time, it gradually became refined into gold and turned into the prototype of a sword... July 7th, Linxian Cliff. Countless figures gathered here, waiting eagerly. Everyone speculated. The reason why Shen Zanggu has not shown up is that he is waiting for a special day. And today.

It was the day when Shen Zanggu stepped into the Immortal Cliff, transformed himself into a mortal and became a disciple. A corner on Linxian Cliff. Lin Chuanfeng looked towards the East China Sea with an anxious look and was restless. Shen Zanggu is about to leave the mountain. Why hasn’t that smiling little Li come yet? thump~ A strange bell sounded. The sky is filled with clouds and mist, and there is an air of immortality. Amidst the countless strange lights and colors, a magnificent scene of a fairy mountain hangs in the sky like a mirage. A figure dressed in white with an elegant temperament. Stepping on the sword light, coming from the fairy mountain. "Shen Zanggu!" "He's finally here!" "Handsome and elegant, he is as ethereal as an immortal. He is worthy of being called a sword immortal. With one sword, he can break all laws. His sword is so amazing that it can shock the world!" On the Linxian Cliff. Countless people looked up with longing eyes. Even Lin Chuanfeng, who was in an anxious mood, forgot about Song Lin's existence for a moment. No one found it. In the distant eastern sky, a ray of sword light was as fast as lightning, flying towards the direction of Linxian Cliff at an extremely fast speed. That's a sword. A sword that is shocking and beyond ordinary people's imagination. Today. A peerless immortal sword destined to resound throughout the land of Donglin! July seven. The old and the new alternate, and the years go by. The sword immortal enters the mortal world, and the sword fanatic knocks on the gate of heaven. (End of this chapter)