Chapter 106 [The Second World, The Time of Troubles, The Tribulation, The Gate of Three Absolutes]

This knife.

It’s called - Killing!
The calm voice was like a thunderclap, causing a huge uproar in Shen Jianyuan.

Countless surprised eyes were looking at the figure on the flying sword stone at the same time.

Looking at him holding a broken sword, the swordsmen of the DuMian Ba ​​Dao Sect had eyes that were colder than the swords, as if asking: How is this successor of Yu Dao?
how is it?

Of course it’s… a natural beauty!
"Is this the Foolish Sword?"

"The master's name should not be insulted. To restore the master's reputation, the heir of Yu Dao killed the true disciple of Ba Dao with one sword. What a chivalrous man! What an enthusiastic young man!"

"I feel that apart from the power, the artistic conception of this sword is not even a bit inferior to Ye Liuyun's just now!"

"It's more than just half a point. It's simply a master-level accomplishment. I have been in the martial arts world for many years and have seen many famous martial arts masters at the Gangqi level. Even the swordsmen who were also famous figures in the martial arts world back then have never seen such a sword intent!"

"Using a knife like this to kill Liu Dadao is like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken! It is an honor for him to die with this knife!"

"If this person participates in the Cloud Peak Battle next year, I'm afraid he will be another figure on the list of the best!"

"Divine Palace Seed?"

"Is this... the heir of Foolish Blade? Amazing! Then... how powerful is that mysterious Foolish Blade? An invincible swordsman? Why... have I never heard of his name?"

One discussion after another reached my ears.

Song Lin didn't move.

No wonder they had never heard of the old fisherman.

Chen Ping lived in seclusion for many years.

Of course, these younger generations in the martial arts world didn't know about Yu Dao. Including the younger generation of Ba Dao Sect, they had never heard of this name.

But...what about the four ruthless men outside the blacklist and the old fisherman by the Minjiang River?

Pat~~
Ye Liuyun landed lightly beside Song Lin, raised his head proudly and looked at the astonished members of the Badao Sect.

He said coldly, "This is Yu Dao. He is Yu Dao's successor. He is the successor of the four ruthless men outside the black list and the old fisherman by the Minjiang River."

Boom~~
The people from Ba Dao Sect all took a step back, their eyes filled with horror.

The people around were even more shocked, looking at the young man bathed in blood and moonlight in shock.

Ye Liuyun's words completely ignited the atmosphere of tonight.

Outside the blacklist, there are four ruthless men.

The so-called Foolish Knife...is actually the legendary old fisherman on the Minjiang River!
The foolish sword that the Ba Dao Sect looked down upon before was actually the sword that was famous decades ago?

Decades pass.

People in the martial arts world have long forgotten Yu Dao's title and name, but they only remember the widely circulated 'Four Ruthless Men', who are in no way inferior to the top ten masters on the black list!
He hasn't been out of the game for decades.

Tonight... the heir of the Foolish Sword has already stirred up the storm as soon as he showed up.

this moment.

The hearts of the people of Ba Dao Sect were filled with regret. If they had known this would happen...would they have been so careless?
That bastard Ye Liuyun was clearly trying to trick them on purpose!
After tonight, the heir of the Foolish Sword will be completely famous. As for them, the Tyrant Sword Sect... lost both the battle and the battle, which was a complete disgrace.

"Walk."

A weak roar came from Leng Erxiao behind him.

"it is good."

"Yes, brother, let's go."

Everyone from the Tyrant Blade Sect immediately raised their heads and left, lowering their heads as if they didn't dare to look at Song Lin and Ye Liuyun any more. When jumping off the Flying Sword Stone, the second sword of the Tyrant Blade Sect suddenly vomited blood again.

The sky was suddenly dyed with blood.

Everyone looked at them silently, their eyes full of amusement.

The second and sixth swords of the Ba Dao Sect were defeated successively by Ye Liuyun and the successor of Yu Dao, one died and the other was injured. It is rumored that the seventh sword also died at the hands of Song Lin, the demon sword of Minjiang Prefecture.

The swords of this generation of Ba Dao Sect don't seem to be very good! And the identity of the person they offended...

The information revealed by tonight's battle is enough to change the direction of the world and the attitudes of many people.

In the sky.

A gust of wind coming from Chen Jian Yuan inexplicably blew towards the direction of Ba Dao Men.

At this time.

"Master."

Ye Liuyun turned around and looked at Jian Shiyi and exclaimed in surprise.

"Humph."

Jian Shiyi didn't even look at him, with a look of disdain on his face. Then he looked at Song Lin who was approaching, with an admiring look in his eyes.

“……”Ye Liuyun.

It feels like something has been stolen.

"Young man, please stay." A voice came from behind. It sounded like the person who had kindly reminded Song Lin just now.

Subsequently.

A man in a beige robe and a turban on his head leaped over.

He stopped three meters away, bowed and said, "Young man, could you please leave your name?"

As he spoke, he took out a notebook and a brush, as if he was going to start recording.

"..."

Song Lin looked strange, and suddenly asked, "Your name is Bai Xiaosheng?"

"Uh... not."

The man shook his head, with a hint of embarrassment on his face. "I am Chen Jianyuan, a book writer. I specialize in recording strange people and events in the martial arts world. I make a living by selling information. If you don't mind, you can just call me Lu Yuan."

"Oh?" Song Lin immediately understood.

Isn’t he still Jianghu Baixuesheng?

However, the one who could climb to the top of Shenjianyuan to a height of 300 meters is obviously not an ordinary person.

At this time, the recorder Lu Yuan said: "Tonight is your first time stepping into the martial arts world, and you have already become famous in one battle. In the future, you will surely be famous all over the world... Can you tell us your name, so that we can spread your reputation in the future!"

"This..." Song Lin hesitated.

"His name is..." Ye Liuyun took over the conversation, paused, and said, "What's your name?"

"Yang Qingyuan."

Song Lin couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Yang Qingyuan. Good, nice name."

Lu Yuan was seen writing quickly on the notebook, reciting: "The descendant of the Foolish Sword has reappeared in the martial arts world, sinking on the sword abyss, to vindicate his master, and with one sword he 'killed himself' and angrily cut off the true descendant of the Tyrant Sword... Here, the sixth sword of the Tyrant Sword Sect is broken again."

"Everyone who watched him said that he was a chivalrous and passionate young man! He is indeed a new generation of Jianghu celebrity, a seed of the Divine Palace on the top of the clouds... the successor of the Foolish Sword - Yang Qingyuan."

wow~~
He put away his brush and presented the book with both hands.

He said respectfully, "Young Master Yang, are you satisfied with this record?"

"Uh……"

Song Lin couldn't help but be stunned. Why did this posture look so weird?

"He's asking you for a reward! According to the rules, you have to give him a reward." Iris said with a smile. Since she lost money in her business with Song Lin, she was of course happy to see him lose money.

"Here." A hand reached out from the side.

The palm loosened and a golden leaf fell.

Ye Liuyun looked at Song Lin coolly, as if saying: Brother, are you generous?
"Thank you, young masters!"

Lu Yuan took the golden leaf and smiled. He thanked the two of them and then turned around and flew away.

"..."

Song Lin rolled his eyes.

He walked to Jian Shiyi's side, pushed his wheelchair and said, "Sir, now that we have found your useless disciple, let's go back first."

"it is good."

Jian Shiyi nodded, without even looking at Ye Liuyun, and let Song Lin take him to jump into the Shenjian Abyss.

"Ah?" Ye Liuyun was stunned.

Named disciple?

I?
"Hey, hey, hey~~Wait for me! Explain clearly why I am a registered disciple..." The cold-blooded Liuyun Swordsman stopped talking.

-

Blackwater Ocean.

The sea and sky are the same color.

On a shabby sailboat.

"Mr. Song, please explain to me clearly why you are a true disciple and I am a registered disciple!"

"Master, how did I become a registered disciple?"

Ye Liuyun jumped up and down, completely losing the demeanor that showed him superiority just now.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha" Iris was steering the boat and laughing while holding her stomach.

"That's not what I said."

Song Lin's face was full of gloating. "Who told you to run around and cause trouble? And you even revealed my identity without authorization. Don't you know that I am now the public enemy of Tyrant Blade Sect and Giant Whale Gang?"

"I... I said you are the descendant of Yu Dao, not your real identity!" Ye Liuyun was anxious, really anxious. He never thought that his house would be robbed after he went out for a while!
"Master..." He looked at Jian Shiyi with a bitter face, vowing to take back his status.

"Your assistant."

Jian Shiyi didn't even look at him, and even added another accurate sword strike.

This sword was so powerful that no one in Sanjiang or Jiuquan could defeat it. Ye Liuyun was directly frozen in the night wind of the Black Water Ocean, his eyes were dull.

Assistant?

Not even a registered disciple?
“Hahahaha~~~” Song Lin and Iris burst into laughter.

When it comes to sharp tongue, can Ye Liuyun, a 'nominal' disciple, compare to his master Jian Shiyi?

"Hahaha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

The laughter pierced the night sky and lingered for a long time.

It seemed that after arriving in Sanjiang, Song Lin finally freed himself from the shackles in his heart and regained some of his youthful nature.

Just like Ye Liuyun and Iris around him.

Such a world... having such a group of people around you... wouldn't it be more interesting?

for a long time.

The wonders of Shen Jianyuan disappeared behind him.

The broken sailboat headed towards the floating island of Iris Water Fortress, where they planned to spend the night.

Wind and Cloud Island.

Unparalleled water fortress.

It is a very ordinary place, but it has a very domineering name. If you ask the reason, the head of the Iris Village will proudly tell you that this is the name she changed because she is knowledgeable and talented.

But at this time, Song Lin and the other two obviously had no time to take care of these things.

"You have been traveling around Sanjiang all this time, but you haven't heard any news about Uncle Chen?" Song Lin's face was solemn.

"No."

Ye Liuyun shook his head: "I have been to Minjiang River, Heishui River, Qinghe River... Jiuquan River... and even Meizhou Shengdao Island, and no one has mentioned him."

The old fisherman disappeared.

It’s like I’ve never been to Sanjiang.

The two looked at Jian Shiyi and saw that his expression seemed a little strange.

He couldn't help but say, "Sir, I heard that Uncle Chen had a mortal enemy in the Black Water Ocean, who he would never forget. Who is it? Did Uncle Chen... go to seek revenge on him?"

"this person……"

Jian Shiyi looked back and said slowly, "Ba Dao Sect, a forgotten sword. Thirty years ago, they fought and disappeared."

"From then on, there was no more Yu Dao and Ba Dao Men in the martial arts world, and Dao Zun, Yang Bentian, also disappeared completely."

"Sword Master, Yang Bentian?"

Song Lin and Ye Liuyun looked at each other.

They were all hearing this Jianghu secret for the first time. But just the two words "Sword Master" could make people feel the heavy weight of it.

Also, Yang Bentian... does that mean he could have been the best in the world?
"Although they both have the surname Yang, his name is much more domineering than yours." Ye Liuyun looked at Song Lin's 'annoying' face and couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"Humph~"

Song Lin rolled his eyes in response.

"Master, what should we do now?" Ye Liuyun asked.

"Wait."

Jian Shiyi looked at the night outside the yard.

People like the old fisherman will appear when the time comes.

But by then...it might be earth-shattering.

He believed him.

There will be another storm in the three rivers and nine springs...

night.

Gradually falling into drowsiness.

Song Lin sat in front of the window and finally felt temporarily relaxed.

"let's start!"

The mind sank into the brain.

The wheel of reincarnation rotated counterclockwise, faster and faster, and the [Ren Jue] fate suddenly emitted a deep blue divine light.

In a trance.

Scenes of broken light and shadow flashed by.

Three rivers spanning thousands of miles... Nine huge water holes that spray out from the ground to the sky... In the rivers and lakes full of swords and shadows, people and things are broken everywhere... In the chaotic and complicated world of mortals, there are vivid figures one after another...

There are also billions of birds, beasts, water monsters, and spirits in the sky, underground, and in the water...

Just then.

Song Lin seemed to see a vague figure emerging in the darkness in the distance.

He walked towards him.

His figure was like a legendary demon, with wisps of gray rising from his body.

Suddenly, the figure held a weapon that looked like a sword but not a gun, and it slashed through the darkness like the creation of heaven and earth. With three consecutive strikes, three dreamy and beautiful portals were broken in the void.

Whoosh~~~The demonic figure disappeared with the wind.

And those three strange portals stood in front of Song Lin.

"What's going on? Who is that demonic figure... Ye Qingyun? The Three Absolute Magicians? And the current Jian Shiyi... doesn't look like him at all!" He was confused.

Look towards the first door.

From time to time, various beasts, birds, water monsters and other spirits appeared on the portal, and the light was the brightest among the three portals.

hum~~
The Yasha fate trembled, and the words "Destiny Demon" suddenly lit up. Song Lin looked at the first door again, and suddenly felt that it had a strong attraction to him.

"Not urgent."

He looked towards the second portal.

All I saw was the eternal world passing through it, with all kinds of chaos and entanglements in the world emerging one after another.

"The first door seems to represent 'demon', so it is very attractive to Yasha. The second door represents 'human', which does not seem to be suitable for my fate..."

"Can this second life of 'Chaos Post' actually choose its own birth?"

this moment.

Song Lin couldn't help but think of the three "Jue" characters in Ren Jue's fate. Wouldn't it be a good match with these three gates?
“This is amazing!”

"A magician with a fatal destiny and three unique magic skills, the number one swordsman Ye Qingyun, and the reincarnated Sword Eleven who practices swordsmanship... Which one is he? Or, neither of them?"

Song Lin was completely confused.

Just like the chaotic situation in the three portals.

"The third door..."

He turned his gaze to the third portal.

Suddenly, there was a flickering light on it, brightening and dimming like breathing, and all kinds of bizarre scenes flashed and shattered quickly. The entire portal seemed extremely unstable and could collapse at any time.

"This is... a combination of the advantages and disadvantages of the other two portals? Human? Demon? No, perhaps it should be called the Half-Demon Gate."

Just then.

A message emerged from Song Lin's heart.

He naturally knew that after entering this portal, anything could happen and everything was random.

One's birth and circumstances are all determined by heaven; good or bad, superior or inferior has no control over anything.

But the price is... once it fails, the fate of the two auxiliary fate positions will be randomly destroyed.

"Which one to choose?"

Song Lin looked at the three dreamy and beautiful doors of the Three Wonders and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

Should I choose the [Demon Gate] that best suits my fate as a "Demon of Heaven", or the [Half-Demon Gate] that is full of randomness and indicates the fickleness of fate. Or... choose to step into the [Human Path] and try to be a human in this life?

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