Chapter 252: Under the Reverse Spring, the Immortal Sword

December 18th.

A passenger ship heading to the Minjiang River was packed with many people.

The news of Xu Canghai's return to the underworld attracted many forces to come. Under the pretext of celebrating his birthday, all the big and small gangs in the underworld wanted to see if this "giant whale" had aged.

If the Giant Whale Sword is still as sharp as ever, we should respect and compliment it.

If the sword is already old... then I'm sorry, many new swords have appeared in the world.

Xu Yunxiong proved his incompetence with facts and was driven out of the nine springs. However, Song Lin, the demon sword, might not be unable to become the next leader of the Giant Whale Gang.

"As long as Demon Blade Song Lin doesn't do things as extreme as Xu Shenglan."

"It may not be a bad thing for the Giant Whale Gang to have someone else take charge."

On the inn deck.

A man in a straw raincoat stood quietly by the side of the boat, listening to the constant discussions around him.

I couldn't help but sneer to myself.

This is the current trend in the world.

Song Lin never imagined that one day, those people would actually have evil intentions towards the Giant Whale Gang.

The sins committed by Xu Jingting and Xu Yunxiong's promise to withdraw from Jiuquan have completely shaken the foundation of the Giant Whale Gang.

Letting him be the new leader of the Giant Whale Gang...seems to be a choice that is more in the interests of all parties.

"These people want to take advantage of my youth and treat me like a puppet gang leader!"

Song Lin silently looked at the excited people in the martial arts world.

Just one small passenger boat.

More than ten Gangqi realm masters and hundreds of Leiyin realm masters were squeezed in.

These are all masters from small forces.

It is conceivable how many people from those major forces that own huge ships that can sail on the rivers have come this time.

"Things are getting interesting."

December 21st.

The passenger ship stopped at Wushuang Ferry to replenish resources. A group of people got off and another group got on.

"Ok?"

Song Lin saw a familiar figure and quickly lowered his hat a little.

Nalan Xianxian.

Why is this woman here?
After a while.

A huge ship behind them caught up with the passenger ship, creating waves and sailing away with the wind.

"It's Jianzhai's ship!"

"What a fast speed! I'm afraid it's almost as fast as the Haitian Chamber of Commerce!"

Seeing the flag on the giant ship, everyone couldn't help but talk about it.

The voice just fell.

Wow~ The three huge ships rode the wind and waves, heading towards the lower reaches of the Minjiang River at a faster speed.

"Haitian Chamber of Commerce!"

"Why are they here too?"

"Nonsense, the Giant Whale Gang has the most cooperation with the Haitian Chamber of Commerce. It would be strange if they didn't come."

There was constant discussion on the passenger ship.

Ship's side.

Song Lin silently watched the backs of the two huge ships gradually moving away.

Jianzhai is here, and Tantai Xuanyin should be there.

This period was extremely low-key. The Haitian Chamber of Commerce, which had never appeared in the Jiuquan Sword Contest, also sent out three giant ships in a high-profile manner.

On top of that.

Song Lin even 'smelled' a hint of the divine palace.

December 25th.

The passenger ship went downstream, and its speed was several times faster than when Song Lin went upstream to the north.

By now they had arrived at Jueqing Ferry and were replenishing fresh water and food.

"Ok?"

Song Lin's eyes fell on the dock, and saw a familiar figure.

half an hour.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he no longer paid attention to the other person.

"Who?"

Chen Xiaohua suddenly turned around and looked at the passenger ship at the ferry.

Naturally, nothing was found.

"Uncle Hua, that boat needs eighty barrels of fresh water. You are strong, you can do it by yourself." A shout came from the shed at the ferry.

"Okay!"

Chen Xiaohua responded quickly.

Don't be fooled by the fact that people call him 'Master Hua', that's because he is strong, eats little, and more importantly, wants less pay.

otherwise.

How could a stranger like him get free food at this pier?

"interesting."

Song Lin withdrew his gaze and looked calmly at the surging waves of the Minjiang River.

Hua Ye, who was once a member of the river patrol team, actually changed his name and became a strongman in Jueqing Ferry.

Song Lin had no intention of disturbing the other party.

They are already people from two different worlds.

I believe that in Hua Ye’s heart, the person he least wants to see is himself.

"Sir, please make way. There is some drinking water on board!"

The dock is bustling with people and goods flowing in an endless stream.

After a while.

The passenger ship was resupplied and set sail again.

"Master Hua, bring fifty bags of rice this way."

"I'm coming!"

Chen Xiaohua wiped the sweat from her forehead, turned her head inadvertently, and saw a familiar figure on the offshore passenger ship.

He was wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat.

An ordinary man in a straw raincoat.

But he suddenly froze in place, his teeth chattering.

It's him!

Demonic sword——Song Lin!
There are many people wearing straw raincoats in the world, but Chen Xiaohua will never forget that unforgettable figure.

The person who was spying on me in the dark just now must be him!
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December 29th.

The new year is approaching.

All parts of Minjiang Prefecture began to hang up lights and decorations in preparation for celebrating the New Year.

this day.

Song Lin returned to the familiar Yulan Market.

The market was crowded with people and vehicles, and it seemed even more prosperous than before.

"It seems that Princess Cangzhou has fulfilled her promise."

Song Lin couldn't help but feel relieved and smiled knowingly.

He walked around the market. Many of the houses that had been demolished had been rebuilt, and the market was even larger than before, with a vague sense of a town.

Most of the people who come and go are strangers from other places.

"The princess has capable people under her command!"

Without shaking the interests of the people, using the economy to promote changes in the market, bit by bit and imperceptibly, can also achieve such an effect.

Those who are used to using force cannot do this.

finally.

Song Lin nodded with satisfaction, turned and left the market.

After a while.

He saw a palace under construction on the river bank at the junction of Huanglu'an and the market.

It doesn’t seem to be very large.

However, it will require the cooperation of thousands of workers to complete it within a few years.

That's probably how those unfamiliar faces in Yulan Market came about.

"The Princess of Cangzhou is really not ambiguous at all."

Song Lin paused in front of the palace, deep in thought: "It seems that she is indeed not favored in Cangzhou. It seems that she was banished to the cold palace..."

December 30th.

Song Lin spent New Year's Eve in the Daobi Stone Cave.

This time.

He did not use the fish-cutting knife, but stepped deeper into the cave. Sword lights flashed around him, repelling the sword intent engraved on the stone wall.

After a while.

Song Lin followed the water eye and stepped into the reverse spring.

Another half an hour passed, and they finally arrived in front of a dilapidated purple-gold gate.

The second time I saw Qing Yuanzi’s ice crystal skeleton.

There was a long silence.

Song Lin took out a pot of wine and slowly poured it in front of Qing Yuanzi's skeleton.

"Chen Guzhou had wine before he died, I don't know if you had any before you died. This pot... is my compensation to you." There was a sigh in his eyes.

Three thousand years ago.

The thirty-six purple-gold gates at the Minjiang River are the cause left by the magician.

Six hundred years ago.

Eighteen of them were discovered by Qing Yuanzi and others, who accidentally entered one of them and produced the "fruit".

But no matter what.

Qing Yuanzi is the most innocent one.

He has been blocking the water hole with his broken body for six hundred years, so he should enjoy this pot of wine.

"Sometimes, courage does not mean just being brave and diligent, but knowing when to advance and retreat in moderation... only then can one have lofty ambitions." At this moment, Song Lin had a new understanding of the 'courage' in his heart.

Chen Guzhou and Qing Yuanzi back then, and Jian Yi now, were not wrong judging from the results.

They got the process wrong.

It is the controversy caused by the different perspectives that everyone looks at things from.

hum~~
Ice crystals and skeletons were frost-filled, and there seemed to be a faint sense of sadness in the air.

then.

A little bit of frost fell on Song Lin.

"Thank you, I don't need it anymore."

Song Lin waved his hand casually, and immediately dots of frost fell back onto the icy skeleton. Then, streams of water essence condensed, gradually stabilizing the cracks on the skeleton.

So it goes.

The seal here can last for a few more years.

"Next time I come, I will solve all the troubles."

Song Lin looked at the skeletons in front of the purple gold gate and made a silent promise.

He already understands.

This is just the cause and effect left by the magician back then. It is much simpler than the real seal under the nine springs.

After advancing to the Divine Palace.

Song Lin was confident that he could solve it on his own, just like the magician did back then.

hum~~
The ice crystal skeleton trembled continuously.

It seemed as if the obsession that had been accumulated for six hundred years was finally released at this moment.

At this moment, a strange vision appeared.

In the pool of water where the essence of water was condensed under the Purple Gold Sect, the half-broken sword left by Qing Yuanzi suddenly emitted a ray of strange light and shot towards Song Lin's chest.

"Ok?"

Song Lin stretched out his hands and lightly grasped the sword light.

"This sword is not an ordinary object?"

hum~~
There was a strange movement in my chest.

The sword ball embedded in the flesh and blood emanated a special desire.

It wants to advance!

Show the world your unparalleled brilliance!
Song Lin loosened his fingers.

The sword light suddenly flew into the sword ball like a young swallow.

Song Linfu was very happy and sat down cross-legged.

Tiny rays of sword light flickered on the surface of the sword ball. At the same time, sword shadows appeared out of thin air in his mind, like a set of profound and mysterious swordsmanship, completely different from what Song Lin had seen in the past.

"what is this?"

Song Lin stared at the set of sword moves that were being performed continuously.

I tried to practice on my own, but found that I couldn't use any of the swords. The strange way of attacking and the trajectory of the sword technique with nowhere to exert force were all weird.

It’s as if... this is not a set of moves from the human world, but belongs to the immortals practicing in the mountains.

"strangeness."

Song Lin was puzzled.

Can't mortals use the sword techniques of immortals?
The same hands and feet, there is no reason why he couldn't understand it at all!

The dual talents in swordsmanship from the Qilin Fate and the Silver Dragon Demon-Suppressing Fate. If even he can't understand them, how can anyone else in this world learn them?
Qing Yuanzi...

His aptitude is probably not as good as Chen Guzhou's. It makes no sense that he learned the sword skills, but couldn't use them when it was Song Lin's turn.

Time passes day by day.

While practicing, Song Lin borrowed the power of the water veins in this place, integrated the energy of the earth, and practiced the Black Dragon Jade Pillar.

While he was comprehending the messy sword techniques in his mind day and night.

After seven days.

He finally discovered that this set of sword skills was actually incomplete, probably only half a set, just like the half broken sword left by Qing Yuanzi.

"Is it because of the incomplete swordsmanship?"

Song Lin felt that it should not be the case.

But other than that, he really couldn't figure out what other reasons prevented him from understanding the mystery.

The days just passed like this.

Song Lin's cultivation level was improving steadily, with one change a day. If he faced Xu Yunxiong again at this time, he would have a 30% chance of winning.

Until this day.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival.

Seven hundred miles away from Minjiang Prefecture, there is one of the twelve caves of Cangshui...Xuanlin Cave.

Heroes gathered and the situation became more intense.

The Giant Whale Gang held a grand banquet to entertain heroes from all over the world and celebrate the 70th birthday of Mr. Xu, the Giant Whale Knife!
(End of this chapter)