Chapter 438 [The Final Tribulation: No Regrets for Immortality - Tribulation Begins]"As you said, I want to create a sword spirit. If the sword spirit is created, it will have infinite potential. These two weapons come from the martial arts world and have experienced hundreds of battles. Their bodies will be broken, but their wills will remain." Song Lin was firm: "So, I can't give you this knife." As the saying goes, a good sword is the result of constant grinding. The Scarlet Blood Demon Sword and the Blood-Drinking Knife are both human weapons made of special materials. Although they are not as valuable as many natural treasures, they are rare and precious items in the world. Especially these two weapons followed their masters and created many legends in the martial arts world. In terms of value, it may not necessarily be low! Otherwise, with Chen Wanwan's eyesight, how could she be so appreciative of the Blood-Drinking Sword? "Do you really want to concentrate your mind on the sword and create a sword spirit? This is an immortal weapon at the Dharma Immortal level!" Chen Wanwan couldn't help but be surprised by his ambition. "It doesn't need to be a great achievement, just a hint of spirituality that can give birth to a sword spirit in the future will satisfy my requirements." Song Lin said. One of them is knowledgeable and the other is good at refining equipment, so there is no obstacle in their communication.

Chen Wanwan frowned slightly and said, "With these materials you have, you can naturally breed sword spirits when you enter the path of Dharma Immortality in the future. Why take the risk? You must know that once the method of soul-inclusion fails to separate your mind and spirit, your mind will be severely damaged and it will take at least a hundred years to recover." With the qualifications Song Lin has shown now, a hundred years is enough for him to do many things, and it is not even impossible for him to step into the path of Dharma Immortality in one fell swoop. "I have confidence and I know my limits." Song Lin remained firm in his attitude. "Ok." Chen Wanwan curled her lips and muttered quietly, "You took my kindness for granted, what a heartless and unfaithful man." "What did you say?" Song Lin asked. "No. Tell me your reward. You want me to help you. I don't like ordinary things." Chen Wanwan crossed her arms across her chest, looking like a master. Wow~~ Song Lin stretched out his hand and drew a line on the table, accurately separating out thirty-three pieces of Shui Yuan Qian Huan Xian Crystal. "These are my rewards." "what?" Chen Wanwan's eyes were wide open and her expression was dazed. "What, not enough?" Song Lin smiled. "Enough, enough! But..." Chen Wanwan swallowed and looked at Song Lin's face carefully: "Do you think it's too much?" "A lot? Then I—" As Song Lin spoke, he reached out to pull the Shui Yuan Qian Huan Xian Crystal back.

"No, no, no! Not much, not at all! It's just right. Thank you, Master Song, for the reward!" Chen Wanwan suddenly pounced on the table, protecting her own treasure tightly under her body. Her proud little face was now filled with a flattering look. "Hahaha" Song Lin suddenly burst into laughter. This girl values ​​money as her life, just like the Treasure Rabbit back then. She is wealthy, but has the heart of a miser. She is not greedy, but blinded by money... A few moments. Song Lin left alone with one third of the Shui Yuan Qian Huan Xian Crystal. The two parties agreed to meet again in seven days and work together to refine Song Lin's natal immortal sword. "Nanhai Gengjin, Golden Thunder Bamboo, Shuiyuan Qianhuan Ancient Immortal Crystal, Evil Bone Knife, Buddha Bone Golden Body, Blood-Drinking Knife, Red Blood Demon Sword... mine! All mine! Hehehe~ Make a fortune! Make a fortune! Let this fairy think carefully about what kind of treasures I want to refine you into?" Chen Wanwan's eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the table full of treasures. for a long time. Chen Wanwan put away the materials on the table, said hello to Song Yuzhu, and flew to Qimen Xuanfeng with the magic weapon. This sword was of great importance, and even she was not sure about it. During this period of time, she planned to study it carefully in Qimen Xuanfeng and consult some senior masters. Another moment passed. "Xuxu~~" A horse neighing was heard on the mountain road late at night. The Fire Unicorn came galloping from a distance with all four legs. It looked so miserable that it had obviously suffered a lot in forcing its way through the Donglin Peaks. "Huh?" We came to the ruins of a small courtyard. Huo Linju suddenly stopped, his face blank. It's late again! After not finding Song Lin at Qimen Xuanfeng, he rushed to Wudao Xuanfeng without stopping, but still failed to catch up with the master he was thinking about. It has obviously tried very hard! "Xuxu~~" Huo Linju lowered his head in disappointment. call-- Two streams of light fell from the sky. Lady Lu and Tan Tai Xuan Yin finally arrived. "Whose scent did you smell that made you so impulsive, horse? Fortunately, nothing happened tonight, otherwise I couldn't protect you!" Lady Deer patted the horse's head. He blamed with his mouth but smiled.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin, who was standing aside, looked quietly at the ruins of the courtyard, with a thoughtful look on his face. An inexplicable thought seemed to be about to burst out from my mind. - The hour is approaching. Tan Tai Xuan Yin bid farewell to Lu Niangzi and Huo Linju and returned to Jianya Xuanfeng. From afar, she saw a figure standing in front of the Sword Spirit's Twenty-two Caves, as if waiting for her. "you are?" "I am Liu Neng, a disciple of the Menial Staff Academy. I have seen the true teachings of Tan Tai. Today, I have been asked to come and give a gift to Senior Sister." The man hurriedly stepped forward to salute and presented a brocade box with both hands. "Entrusted by whom?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin did not take over. She never accepted gifts from unknown people, especially after the incident at Liusu Changjie Qingyuanju. "This……" The errand disciple looked embarrassed: "My senior brother who entrusted me said that he was also entrusted by someone. He asked me to keep this a secret and just say that the person who sent the gift was an old friend from Jianghu." "Old friend?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin's heart moved. The world of martial arts in her mind only exists in the Three Rivers and Nine Springs. In Donglin, the only person who can give this reason is him... "Please don't make things difficult for me, Senior Sister." Liu Neng, the menial disciple, looked pleading. Hua Ye is now in a high position in the errand hall. As the sword servant of the true disciple, he is the best errand disciple. He really doesn't dare to offend him! "Thank you." Tan Tai Xuan Yin finally gave in and took the brocade box. "I'll take my leave." Liu Neng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed and left. Rumble~~ The stone door of the cave is closed. Tan Tai Xuan Yin immediately opened the brocade box, her movements seeming a little impatient. A hazy light shone through the brocade box like a dream, and transformed into a long river of ice crystals surrounding Tan Tai Xuan Yin's body, like the dancing sleeves of a fairy, ethereal and out of this world. -

Twenty-three Caves of Sword Spirit. Song Lin finally finished dealing with all the trivial matters and was ready to devote himself to the last calamity of his previous life. 【Xia Gu Can】 [The sword of the East Lin...becomes the final sound, and together we go to the deep spring...unparalleled in the world.] "We will definitely win this time!" The wheel of reincarnation suddenly reversed. A beam of light shot up into the sky, swirling the bronze spoon-shaped 'Green Emperor's Fate', and then completely brought Song Lin's mind into the magnificent years of seven thousand years ago. 【The tears of heroes through the ages, no regrets in the world. 】 [No regrets for longevity - Tribulation Begins] hum~~ The bronze spoon-shaped Green Emperor's heart suddenly changed and turned into a stream of light that followed Song Lin and broke into the vast river of history. "No regrets! No regrets!" The voice filled with endless unwillingness echoed in the void. - 【Destiny cannot be changed, life and death are determined by the heart】 【The fourth generation.】 [You have gone through many hardships, sought the way of immortality, asked for the way, broken your sword and lost your bones, but you have no regrets in life. ] [Faced with the completely fallen land of Donglin, and looking at the tragic scene of hundreds of millions of human beings being ruled by demons, at the most desperate moment for all mankind... you finally made up your mind to take on the responsibility that did not originally belong to you.] In a trance. Song Lin's mind seemed to turn into a ray of spiritual light, and it plunged from the vast starry sky into the boundless land under his feet. The fairy cliffs that dominated the vast ocean, the boundless East China Sea, countless creatures and races multiplied and thrived on land and sea. He sped all the way. I saw strange rocks and peaks on the red cliffs. I saw the colorful phoenix singing in the east and the unicorn lying alone. I saw many landscapes that once belonged to the top of the mountain, but now they are cold and dilapidated. Look closer. He finally saw the tragic and bloody scene on earth where hundreds of millions of human beings were enslaved by demons. "No!" Song Lin gritted his teeth, his eyes ferocious. - East China Sea. A desolate island. Song Lin slowly opened his eyes, with anger still lingering in them.

in mind. The reincarnation destiny plate still sends information. [Sword Lord has been a sword for sixty-third year.] [The entire land of Donglin was lost, 360 prefectures in Cangzhou, and hundreds of millions of human beings were enslaved and became blood food for the demons.] 【At that time.】 [Han Tuizhi was ambushed by the Netherworld Ten Directions because of his overconfidence, and suffered heavy casualties. The elite army of 15 million monks from the East was destroyed overnight.] 【The situation in Donglin has never recovered since then.】 [In this calamity, it seemed that Master Wande was defeated. In fact, the losers were the confident Han Tuizhi, and the Donglin Cangsheng who were full of hope but then fell into endless despair.] [With the sword broken and bones lost, I no longer have the slightest desire to resist. ] 【Everyone gave up.】 [Also includes... Han Tuizhi, who was once known as the Sword Master of Donglin. Now he is despised by everyone and hated by millions of people enslaved by demons! ] [The Clavicle Demon Lord has resurrected from the netherworld and is the Buddha among demons. 】 [It was the ancient demon king who practiced both the Pure Land and Netherworld paths, and attained the great path of Bodhisattva. He was killed by the Sword Lord three thousand years ago and resurrected from the dead! ] [Such an existence is almost invincible. ] [And the traitor Han Tuizhi is the culprit who released this ancient demon! ] 【No one understands why he does this. 】 【June 18.】 [Zhu Changsheng, the second senior brother of Jianya Xuanfeng, went to Shanhaiguan in person, experienced life and death, and finally met Han Tuizhi, who seemed to have completely changed. ] "how so?" Zhu Changsheng's eyes were filled with sorrow as he stared at Han Tuizhi's eyes. "Longevity." Han Tuizhi only answered with two words. then. Countless demons swarmed in, completely demonizing Zhu Changsheng. A brutal fight broke out. The scenes seemed like a dream, gradually blurring my eyes. "Master Qingmiao of the Supreme Pavilion of Wudao Xuanfeng, Immortal He of Yunlingju of Xianling Xuanfeng, and Master Dibu of the Eight Immortals Palace of Qimen Xuanfeng...are all dead. So many Dharma Immortals died because of him!" Many memories that were deliberately forgotten were remembered one by one.

Song Lin rubbed his eyes hard. Looking at the scene of the evolution of the reincarnation destiny disk, I could hardly believe my eyes. "Big Brother, are you going to kill the Second Brother too? For the sake of so-called immortality, for the sake of breaking through the Dharma Immortal Realm, are you really so crazy?" Han Tuizhi's appearance at this moment was completely different from what he remembered. longevity. He actually betrayed his loved ones, his master, and everyone else just for the word 'immortality'! In a trance. Song Lin couldn't help but think of Chen Changshou's madness before his death. I thought of the murderous disaster brewing in Baimang Mountain and the tens of thousands of monks who died tragically. This is the case with just an ordinary golden body. Han Tuizhi is the core figure of the Donglin army and the backbone of everyone... A disaster of no regrets. The catastrophe of longevity. Song Lin finally understood the source of this boundless catastrophe. It turned out to be——Han Tuizhi! The Sword Master meets the enemy in the sky, and the seven sons go to the Deep Spring together. The person who was missing from the eight true disciples of Jianya Xuanfeng was neither Feng Xuejun nor Chunyu Yi. But it was their most beloved senior brother - Han Tuizhi. Han Tuizhi who never retreated in his life! "Why is this happening? Why... is it you!" Song Lin almost accepted this fact. "Could it be that the headmaster, the master, and the high priest calculated all the secrets of heaven, but failed to calculate the human heart, and failed to calculate the selfish desires of human form? The disaster of longevity, the calamity of eternity, everything seems to be destined..." "No!" “It’s a reincarnation!” "It is the cause in the previous life that leads to the result in the next life. I encountered those wonderful encounters because we had already won in the previous life! Yes, we definitely won in the end!" Song Lin whispered to himself with a firm tone. But his expression was not as he said. These were the darkest and bloodiest times. Given the current situation of the East Lin Land, he really couldn't see any chance of winning. Even if he knew the result from the future, he still didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart. in case…… If one fails in this life and his fate is broken, will it affect the future? Will it cause the timeline to enter another trajectory, and then affect various situations in the present life?

After all, this is the only true calamity mentioned in the reincarnation destiny chart! Song Lin didn't dare to gamble. "So, I will definitely do my best. I will shoulder the responsibility that my elder brother cannot shoulder. I will find back the integrity that all living beings in this world have lost!" "The chivalrous way of the immortals is to shoulder the responsibility of the people." "It's no longer just words, it's my only responsibility in this life!" huh~~ Song Lin took a deep breath slowly, finally thinking everything through. Now the entire Donglin land has fallen under the rule of the Netherworld. All living beings are like ants, becoming food for demons and being treated like cattle and horses. Want to fight back. He must first face the revived Clavicle Demon Lord and the sinister Demon Heavenly Master - Shi Wande. even. The other ten ancient demon lords who may be revived in the future. Their only hope now is the Sword of Five Generations left by the Sword Lord. Resurrect Feng Xuejun and find Chunyu Yi. Their only hope is for the seven sons to unite as one and reassemble the Sword of Five Ages. "Dong Lin's sword becomes the final sound, and we go to Youquan together, unrivaled in the world. I hope this sentence that has been passed down for seven thousand years can guide us on the road to victory." Song Lin stood up, faced the sea, and took a firm step forward. The easternmost point is the end of the world. Old man of destiny! - Time flies. Song Lin spent day and night after day on the sea. From the scorching summer to the howling autumn wind, we searched island after island, across millions of miles of sea, an area almost the size of Cangzhou. He was impatient, but he had to control his temper. "My second senior brother Zhu Changsheng was surrounded by demons, my fifth senior brother Chun Yuyi was trapped in the South China Sea, and Song Yuyan went down the mountain to gain experience. We don't know whether they are alive or dead." "Now that the power of Donglin Immortal Cliff is weak, will the demons take the opportunity to enter the Immortal Gate?" Song Lin thought about the legend that Donglin Fairy Cliff was almost destroyed and the inheritance of Jianya Xuanfeng was cut off. "No... Donglin Xianya is the best in the world, no matter what, and has a strong foundation. At least before they gain a firm foothold, they will definitely not dare to attack rashly." "I want to accomplish my goal in this life and I must seize this last bit of strength." "Old Man Tianming, where on earth are you!"

A roar resounded between the sea and the sky. woohoo~~ Snowflakes are falling from the sky. Winter has arrived. Six months! Song Lin suddenly had a feeling that Sword Master was lying to him. Just like a woman who cheated a man with a broken arm, there is a South China Sea goddess in the sea... It was as if he had deceived everyone in the world just to give them the last bit of courage and confidence. (End of this chapter)