Chapter 306: The Sword of Five Generations, Gengjin Sword Body - Complete! [100 million words for monthly votes]"I am your senior brother, Han Tuizhi. Junior brother, you have been in a daze for three years. It's time to wake up!" A man with a mellow and gentle face appeared in front of Song Lin. Han Tuizhi? Song Lin was suddenly stunned, and suddenly countless memories and images appeared before his eyes one by one. 【It is difficult to change fate, life and death are determined by one’s heart. 】 [In the fourth life, you devoted yourself to the Dao and were able to break through obsession. After thirteen years of cultivation, you overcame all difficulties, achieved the Dao, and condensed a first-class sword body - the Six Yuan Gengjin Wind and Thunder Kirin Sword Body.] 【The immortal road opens, and the great road is born. 】 [When no one was optimistic about you, you went against the will of heaven, pierced through the air, and escaped into Jianya Xuanfeng. The Sword Master sighed and regretted you, and accepted you as his last disciple, becoming the eighth disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng.] 【However.】 [You have exhausted your potential, your path is flawed, and you finally get the number 49 of Tianyan, and your golden body falls from the first rank to the ninth rank. You spend your days in a daze and don't know what's going on in the world, becoming a famous idiot in Donglin Xianya.] 【Three years passed in the blink of an eye.】

[Under the care of Senior Brother Han Tuizhi, you are gradually showing signs of recovery.] 【At this time, your story has already spread all over the land of Donglin. People praised and sighed, feeling extremely sorry. A natural immortal body and Taoist fetus was wasted just like that - the sword was broken and the heart was incomplete.】 [Many people believe that even if you can recover, you will only be a useless person in the future. With a spiritual root number of 49, there is no hope in this life...] 【Three years have passed.】 [Drunken Immortal Li and Donglin Xianya tried countless methods and consumed a large amount of elixirs, but finally decided to give up. ] 【Afterwards.】 [Li Chunling's status in the clan plummeted.] [Dejected and disheartened, he drank all day to relieve his sorrow and was even more hostile to the Song family.] [Finally on this day, he gave up hope and urged the Song family to arrange the marriage as soon as possible.] [This proposal was quickly passed by the Li family and then passed to the Song family.] [Sixteen-year-old Song Yuyan was sent to Donglin Xianya to fulfill her marriage contract and marry a useless person.] [Even if I don't want to. 】 [But you are still the son of the Wine Immortal Li, and the descendant of the Sword Lord. This is the most noble status in the world.] 【No one can defy this decision.】 "Brother...?" Song Lin stared at Han Tuizhi blankly. In fact, 90% of his mind was focused on the words on the reincarnation destiny plate. however. At this moment, his brain seemed to have become rigid, like a piece of bluestone, gold or iron that had gone through tens of millions of years and was stubborn and unchangeable. It seemed that a single thought would take a long time to process.

He simply couldn't digest the complicated information. I just know that I...seem useless. He used up all his strength for four lifetimes, merged all his mind and six spiritual roots into a ray of light, and completely exhausted his potential. "It's me, it's me, I'm your senior brother, Han Tuizhi! You finally recognized me!" When Han Tuizhi heard this, he immediately smiled happily. Three years. The child had been thinking about this for three years, and finally he broke through the confusion and had some hope of recovery. "I……" Song Lin opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. However, his eyes were still blank, like a stupid and foolish person. "You are mentally weak now, don't think too much, just practice hard. Come, drink this bowl of calming soup." Han Tuizhi helped Song Lin up and put a bowl of soup that looked like clear water into his mouth. "what……" Song Lin opened his mouth stupidly, and trickles of clear water leaked out from the corners of his mouth. "Ah~~" Han Tuizhi couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, his eyes full of pity. His junior brother was too persistent and resolute. If he had given in a little, he wouldn't have ended up like this. "division……" After drinking the medicine, Song Lin looked at Han Tuizhi again, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. Everything that he had just thought about was forgotten in an instant. Even the information on the samsara horoscope disappeared bit by bit. There’s something wrong with that bowl of calming soup! "Go to sleep, go to sleep." Han Tuizhi helped Song Lin lie down, his eyes fell on the bowl of 'calming soup', "Forget stupidity, forget yourself, forget emotions... I drank countless bowls of forgetfulness water, but I still couldn't cultivate the ruthless sword." "If I had a heart like yours, maybe it would have been accomplished long ago, right?" this moment. Han Tuizhi's eyes were filled with envy and guilt. What I envy is Song Lin’s heart of Taoism. I feel guilty about Master’s painstaking cultivation.

He had practiced swordsmanship for eight hundred years, but he still could not break through the last barrier and become a true sword immortal. Instead, he was surpassed by several junior brothers who joined the sect later. "But if I were to fall into such a calamity, would I be able to break through the layers of fog?" Han Tuizhi didn't know. He sighed softly, then turned and left the cave. "Big brother." Next to the gate, a young man leaned against the cliff, his arms folded across his chest, and said calmly, "The wine fairy Li sent a message asking Junior Brother to get married as soon as possible to give birth to offspring." "Brother Duan." Han Tuizhi nodded and asked, "Has the daughter of the Song family been sent to Xianya?" “It’s probably on its way.” Duan Yuansi, the fourth true disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng, nodded casually. "That's good." Han Tuizhi sighed helplessly. I don’t know how my junior brother will react when he wakes up one day in the future and faces such a situation. At this time. Duan Yuansi looked at Han Tuizhi with burning eyes, puzzled: "Big Brother, why do you insist on not letting that kid leave?" "This is what Master meant." Han's retreat. "cut." Duan Yuansi didn't believe it at all. The Sword Master had withdrawn from the world and transformed himself into a sword, isolating his six senses, and had not seen any immortals or mortals for many years. The phantom that appeared on the Sword Cliff that day was just a wisp of his remaining sword spirit. Apart from the vague intention to accept a disciple, there was no way and no way to convey clear instructions. What the Sword Lord meant was exactly what Han Tuizhi meant. He just wanted to protect Li Xunhuan. "You, after practicing for five hundred years, are still so impetuous." Han Tuizhi smiled and touched Duan Yuansi's brow with his finger. "Big Brother, I'm not a child anymore!" Duan Yuansi said dissatisfiedly. However, his cultivation had clearly surpassed Han Tuizhi's, but he had no intention of dodging at all. "Go ahead and practice well."

Han Tuizhi shook his head slightly and warned: "The headmaster said that there will be a great disaster in the future. We must make some preparations." Say it. His figure turned into a ray of sword light and disappeared into the sky, heading straight to the top of the mountain. "The man of destiny is already at Jianya Xuanfeng, there is nothing to be afraid of." Duan Yuansi muttered. Then he looked at the cave where Song Lin was and kicked his feet in dissatisfaction, "Tsk, this kid... I really don't know why Master wanted to accept him." Song Lin is already a useless person. Why did Donglin Sword Master accept him as his disciple? No one knows. Even the head of Donglin Sect could not understand its meaning. I didn't know how much time had passed in my daze. Song Lin woke up again. "Where am I...?" He stared blankly above his head, and it took him half an hour before he uttered this sentence. then. A familiar face appeared before my eyes. "Awake? I knew you would wake up around this time." Han Tuizhi nodded with satisfaction, and was very satisfied with the measure of the 'Forget Love Water'. "Well, you look much better. Do you want to go for a walk?" "……it is good." Song Lin looked at him blankly. suddenly. A thought came to my mind: Who...is...he? After a long time. When Song Lin came to his senses, he was already walking on the mountain path of Jianya Xuanfeng. "Brother...?" Song Lin spoke very slowly. He finally recognized that the person next to him was the familiar Han Tuizhi. "Hey~" Han Tuizhi readily agreed.

Green mountains and clear waters make the scenery picturesque. The Jianya Xuanfeng seven thousand years ago seemed to have a more fairy-like aura than later generations. The creatures were leisurely and contented, and even the wind in the air was free and easy. The landforms and buildings were also completely different from those of later generations. This day. Han Tuizhi took Song Lin for a walk around the mountain and met many people. pity. He didn't remember any names. "By the way, your fiancée is already on her way to Donglin Fairy Cliff. Prepare well and get married...it may not be a bad thing." Send Song Lin back to the cave. Before leaving, Han Tuizhi seemed to suddenly remember something and said something to him. Bang~~ The gate of the mansion is closed. Song Lin sat quietly beside the bed, muttering to himself: "Getting married?" then. His speech speed suddenly increased. "The Seven Sword Cliff Men... Strange, why are there only seven of the eight? One person is missing, who is missing? Ah——" Suddenly there was a loud roar of pain. Song Lin fell on the bed with his head in his hands and fainted. in mind. A strange message suddenly appeared on the reincarnation destiny plate. 【What is true and what is false, a beautiful face and a false face. 】 [You have brought four people of destiny into the world, and you are destined to have some intersection with them in this life. ] 【In the apocalypse of stupidity. 】 [The fourth person with destiny who has wandered into the mortal world is gradually approaching you under the guidance of fate.] - Dongyang Prefecture, Yingchun Pavilion. A woman in plain clothes is painting a beautiful and charming geisha in front of her. One stroke after another. A vivid picture of a beautiful woman's yearning for love appears on the paper. "Sister Liu Mei, the painting is done, take a look."

The simple woman blew carefully away the ink stains on the painting. "Not bad, not bad. Ah Yan, your painting skills are getting better and better!" The geisha Liu Mei stepped forward to take a look and was immediately amazed. "Thank you, fifty copper coins." The woman named A Yan smiled and stretched out her hand. "Hahaha, among the painters in the western suburbs, you are the cheapest and your painting is the best. I'm happy today, so I'll give you sixty copper coins." Liu Mei grabbed a handful of copper coins. The girl Ayan carefully counted out fifty and pushed the rest back. “I only take what I deserve.” "You..." Liu Mei covered her mouth and laughed softly, "By the way, are you looking for your sister?" "OK." "I've been looking for you for so many years, and you, I really don't know what to say to you." at the same time. Cangzhou, Song Family. "Brother, I don't want to marry that useless man. You must help me find a solution." Within the secret room. The sixteen-year-old Song Yuyan was sitting face to face with the eldest son of the wife, Song Zeqing. "Sister, this is Li's will, we can't disobey it." "But……" Song Yuyan looked anxious. "No buts!" Song Zeqing shouted. Seeing Song Yuyan standing there in a daze, he couldn't help but slow down his voice. "My dear sister, don't worry. Li Xunhuan is now a useless person, stupid and foolish. He can't do anything to you." "We don't count on the Li family, but Jianya Xuanfeng..." A hint of desire flashed across his handsome face. "As long as you go to Jianya Xuanfeng and coax that fool well, countless resources and skills will be at your fingertips in the future. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the family!" "The hope for the rise of my Song family lies in you." He looked at Song Yuyan, who had a confused face, with burning eyes. "But I am..." "Be obedient, dear. Brother will protect you forever." Suddenly, a pair of warm arms embraced Song Yuyan.

"Brother~~" Song Yuyan's eyes gradually became confused, and she murmured, "But I... am pregnant." "what?" Song Zeqing stood up suddenly and stared coldly at the woman in front of him. "Song Yuyan, you are lying. You can even say such a thing just to avoid going to Donglin Fairy Cliff!" "I……" "Okay, don't mention this kind of thing again, and don't let anyone know about it. Otherwise--" Song Zeqing snorted coldly, turned around with a sullen face and left the secret room. "lie?" Song Yuyan sat there, stunned for a while. Suddenly, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. Song Zeqing. All this is not caused by you! Thinking that the wine fairy Li would definitely break off the engagement, she was filled with resentment and even her own sister... "Do you regret it now? Haha, hahaha... It's too late, Song Zeqing, I will definitely give birth to this child. Ever since you found me three years ago, it was destined that we would... have a child." Song Yuyan stroked her belly gently, her eyes filled with madness, resentment, obsession, and extreme complexity. The night is getting darker. Next to Yingchun Pavilion, in a dilapidated house. The girl A Yan is painting seriously. The woman in the painting has a pretty face and messy hair, but she looks somewhat similar to her. suddenly. A ball of paper fell from the window to the ground. "Who?" The girl looked alert, and after a moment, seeing no movement, she picked up the ball of paper on the ground and opened it. [Want to find your sister? Come to Xuyan Pavilion outside the city at midnight tonight. ] To the east is Xianya. Song Lin closed his eyes, as if he was having a nightmare. The words on the reincarnation destiny disk turned into real and incomplete scenes, appearing in his mind. [Song's legitimate daughter is secretly pregnant. In order to give birth to an illegitimate child, she seeks someone to change her face.] [Young girl Ayan, in order to save her sworn sister, Xuyan was robbed and married to Jianya instead.]

【Destiny is determined by heaven, but fate plays tricks on us. 】 [An ordinary mortal woman, by fate's trick, was chosen by the Sword of Five Worlds. This unique method of forgetting one's foolishness, heart, body, bones, and soul has found the most suitable person.] [For some people, ten thousand years is too long, so they only need to seize the day. 】 [But some people are willing to plan for the sake of the world for thousands of years. ] "roll!" At Jianya Xuanfeng, Song Lin suddenly opened his eyes. He yelled madly, "Bullshit! What bullshit are you talking about! What ten thousand years is too long, what ten thousand years of planning... I don't understand, I don't believe it!" "Get out! Get out of my mind!" "The Sword of Five Worlds, I will definitely be able to comprehend it!" suddenly. An illusory scene appeared before his eyes. [Spiritual Roots: Gold (49), Wood (0), Water (0), Fire (0), Earth (0), Thunder (0), Wind (0)——Yu (499)] 【Fortune: 1/49】 【Qi (1), Li (19), Fa (1), Shen (1), Ling (1), Sword (1/15), Knife (1/15)】 "Reincarnation Fate Disk, give me - add some points!" Song Lin stared at the words 'Gold (49)' and gritted his teeth. Instantly. The number of gold spiritual roots broke through from 49 to 50 nodes. Song Lin's whole body trembled, and a ray of peerless sharpness flashed through his mind. That sharpness instantly turned into countless streams of light, quickly merging into every part of his body. After a while. Song Lin's body shook again, and strands of extremely pure golden light burst out from his flesh, blood, tendons and bones. The sword of the fifth generation, the Gengjin sword body——done! (End of this chapter)