Chapter 281: Thirteen-year-old boy, sword knocks on the gate of heaven
[When you were thirteen years old, you left Yuanliu City and went to the real mountain to practice. ]

[After hearing the news, the entire Lin family seemed to be in an uproar. ]

[At the age of thirteen, you have reached the Divine Realm. They knew that you were very fast in cultivation, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.]

[Looking at the entire East Lin land, this is a rare talent that only appears once in a thousand years. It may be possible that a unique golden statue can be formed in the future. ]

[Your parents, the Lin clan leader, and many others who have neglected you, all fell into deep regret.]

[Condensing a golden body, one can enjoy a lifespan of three hundred years. 】

[Those who stand out from the crowd and achieve a golden body can enjoy a long life of 900 years.]

[Every powerful golden body is the pillar of the family or sect, able to stabilize the fortune and lay the foundation for eternity. But they ignored you and let go of a future golden body.]

[The Danxuanlin family has become a joke in Yuanliu City.]

【However.】

[Your journey to the mountain to practice cultivation was not as smooth as you imagined.]

"Where exactly is Donglinxianya?"

Song Lin flew through the air, reaching a height of up to a hundred feet at an astonishing speed.

This is the sword-wielding technique he figured out himself.

He used his mind as a sword and cultivated his life together with his natal flying sword. He had been nurturing that little sword since the day he turned one year old.

Although the technique was crude and the small sword was not a very good sword, it achieved the goal initially.

Compared to the Hundred-Step Flying Sword that cannot carry people, its potential is greatly enhanced.

However, at this moment he was very confused.

I flew on the sword for seven days and seven nights, searching the thousands of miles around Yuanliu City, including mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas... but I didn't see the so-called Donglin Fairy Cliff at all.

It seemed like a world isolated from heaven and earth, a fantasy paradise that mortals could not find anywhere.

If you don't meet the immortal destiny, you will never meet it in this life. The more you insist, the less you can get it.

but.

With his current means, can he still be considered an "immortal"? Then what exactly is a true immortal?
Time flies, and another half a month has passed.

Song Lin piloted the flying sword and stopped it on a high cliff by the sea.

This place is called Linxian Cliff.

It is the most likely place nearby to be Donglinxianya.

At a glance.

This place faces the sea to the east, is shrouded in fog, has cliffs thousands of feet high, and is majestic and awe-inspiring.

This place, together with the tens of thousands of miles around Yuanliu City, is called Tianya Haijiao. Except for the area near Yuanliu City, it is rarely visited all year round.

Song Lin searched around Linxian Cliff for a day.

Finally, only on a piece of bluestone on the top of the cliff was there an inscription left by the predecessors: The road to immortality is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the sky.

The bluestone is three meters square, and there are many inscriptions of other people underneath it.

I think that in the countless years in the past, many predecessors came here in search of immortals, but found that this place was not the Immortal Cliff, so they left with regrets.

"It's definitely not here."

Song Lin recalled the stunning glimpse he had in his memory during his reincarnation.

That fairy cliff dominates the ocean and is home to countless immortals.

There are scenes of colorful phoenixes singing in the east, unicorns lying alone, dragons emerging from their caves, longevity deer chewing fruits, and other immortal scenes.

Although the high cliff in front of me is extremely high, it is far from comparable to the fairy cliff in my memory.

"What exactly went wrong?"

He sat blankly on the edge of the cliff, looking at the rising sun and the red clouds filling the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night have passed.

"Young man."

Suddenly, an old man riding a deer came, flying in the clouds and with an extraordinary temperament.

"Is the old man an immortal?"

Song Lin stood up suddenly, looking surprised.

"No."

The old man was wearing a yellow robe and said gently: "I am just an ordinary person on the path of cultivation. I came to Linxian Cliff to guide you into the door."

"Are you the immortal master of Donglin Immortal Cliff?"

Song Lin asked seriously.

"No."

The old man shook his head again, "I am not from the Immortal Cliff, nor am I an immortal master. Young man, the immortal master's words are just the words of mortals, and cannot be taken seriously."

"You are not from Donglin Xianya, nor are you an immortal master. Why are you looking for me?"

Song Lin immediately looked disappointed.

"To introduce you to the world, of course."

The old man said solemnly: "You can also practice the golden body magic method if you enter my Huangling Mountain. Anyway, as long as you enter my sect, you will be promoted to the true teachings, and you will have various golden body magic skills and endless resources."

"Don't go, don't go."

Song Lin shook his head repeatedly: "Except for Donglin Fairy Cliff, I won't go anywhere else."

"Young man, it's hard to find an immortal. To become a disciple of Donglin Immortal Cliff, you need a natural blessing. You don't have an immortal to lead the way, you don't have a natural spiritual root, and you don't have a good fortune. How can you enter the Immortal Cliff?"

The old man smiled.

"If you don't go, you won't go."

Song Lin still shook his head, his attitude firm.

"Ah~~" the old man sighed.

He continued to persuade her earnestly, "Give up. Xianya only accepts talented and well-connected disciples. Even if Yuanliu City is right under Xianya, you will never be able to find it in this lifetime."

"Talent, follow-up?"

Song Lin muttered to himself.

he knows.

I don't have either of them.

The Danxuanlin family has been passed down for ten thousand years, and its source comes from the Donglin Fairy Cliff. Their ancestors once produced a true immortal master, and it is said that his cultivation level is even higher than the Golden Body.

Therefore, even though their qualifications are somewhat inferior, there will always be a member of the Lin family who can enter the Immortal Cliff every three hundred years.

Now that he has taken the initiative to leave the family, he is naturally not qualified.

Yes, there is.

The other party may not give it to him.

As for Donglin Xianya, his natural physique...and the potential of the golden body seem to be just the beginning.

His original talent was so low that he couldn't even achieve a golden body, so there was no way he could catch the eyes of the immortals.

"how?"

The old man said: "It is the same if you enter my Huangling Mountain. You can expect to have a golden body in the future, enjoy nine hundred years, open your own lineage, and inherit the clan."

"Don't go."

Song Lin's tone was cold and his eyes were crazy.

"Young man..."

"roll!"

"you--"

The old man looked stunned.

half an hour.

He seemed to finally react, and laughed angrily, "You kid, you really don't know what's good for you."

"I said - get out!"

Song Lin's eyes were filled with sword light.

suddenly.

A shocking sword intent swept across the cliff.

"Not good!" The old man tried his best to step back.

Pfft~~
A scream.

The spirit deer he was riding was pierced by the sword light and died on the spot.

The old man retreated three hundred feet away, wiped his forehead with lingering fear, and looked horrified.

This sword light...

Is he really just entering the spiritual realm?
If I had known this, I should have asked a powerful golden body warrior to come out! Finally.

The old man in yellow robe looked at Song Lin deeply, turned and left without saying a word.

"The road to immortality is difficult, more difficult than ascending to heaven."

Song Lin looked up at the sky, his confused eyes gradually becoming firm.

No matter how difficult the road to immortality is, he will try to reach the end and continue from that dead end in this life.

Three more days passed.

Song Lin left Linxian Cliff and wandered aimlessly in the area near Yuanliu City. He kept muttering "Road Guide, Road Guide..." as if he had lost his soul.

He's having a seizure.

The inherent confusion of his soul, coupled with the fate of this life, made his illness more serious than before.

But he knew clearly what he wanted.

Road guide.

Many families and workshops in Yuanliu City work for Donglin Xianya. The golden-bodied masters among them must have a pass to Donglin Xianya.

pity.

Now Song Lin seems unable to fight against the golden body strongman.

He wandered outside Yuanliu City day after day, but never dared to make any move.

The days that followed.

People kept finding Song Lin and extending olive branches to him, but they were all "persuaded" back by him with a single sword.

If anyone who is unwilling to do so tries to take action, he will become the soul killed by his sword.

someone said.

This young man has gone mad, and in his quest for immortality, he has become obsessed with the devil. Some people also think that this boy is devoted to Taoism, and although he is obsessed, it is understandable.

But since then, no one has looked for him again.

Such an unstable factor, no matter how high its potential is, is not suitable for introduction into a sect or family for inheritance.

"A pass, a pass... give me a pass!"

this day.

Song Lin stopped a young man from Yuanliu City.

Or.

It was the young man who stopped him.

"My name is Lin Chuanfeng, and I'm your elder brother."

"Big brother?"

Song Lin raised his head and looked at the young man blankly.

"Lin Chuandian, you've made enough noise, come home with me."

Lin Chuanfeng said in a deep voice.

"Go home? Hehehe"

Song Lin smiled foolishly, "My name is Lin Chuandian, they all call me Lin Chuandian, not Lin Chuandian. I don't know you... they all call me Dianzi... Hahaha, a pass, yes, do you have a pass?"

"Give me the pass!"

At the end of his speech, he suddenly roared.

Lin Chuanfeng's face was as gloomy as water.

Suddenly, a strong wind surged around his body, and an illusory pill condensed in front of him.

"Gold body?"

Song Lin blinked, and his eyes suddenly became clear for a moment.

"It's not a golden body, but it's more than enough to capture you." Lin Chuanfeng shouted.

The illusory pill in front of him suddenly dissipated and turned into specks of light.

then.

A whistling wind sounded in Song Lin's ears, and a green light filled the air, completely drowning his vision.

"That is... the Half-Step Golden Body?"

Song Lin suddenly laughed.

"Look carefully, this is the real secret of the Lin family's Mu Yi Changqing Dan!" Lin Chuanfeng's voice came in the green light.

"Ok?"

Song Lin looked down blankly and found that he could not move.

Vines sprouted from the ground and entangled his limbs. The strong wind around him blew his body, and his feet lifted off the ground involuntarily. The wind seemed to blow into his body through his limbs, head, and tailbone.

His strength was being eroded bit by bit.

“Is this a magic technique?”

Song Lin muttered to himself.

This was the closest he had ever been to immortality, and also the greatest danger he had ever encountered in his life.

"Ambush!"

Lin Chuanfeng shouted.

Song Lin's whole body suddenly went limp and he was about to kneel on the ground.

"Hehehe~~" Suddenly a strange laughter sounded.

Song Lin's knee was about to touch the ground, but it stopped abruptly.

The bones pierced through the flesh, and the knees and hips were exposed as white bones.

"call out--"

A flash of sword light passed through the forest.

Lin Chuanfeng could not help but stand there in a daze, staring blankly at his chest with his head down.

A palm-sized sword was pressed against his chest, breaking through his shirt and penetrating half an inch.

Just a little bit.

It seemed to be able to break through his heart.

"You are my elder brother, and we are related by blood. I will not kill you...but, only this time." Song Lin's calm voice came.

Lin Chuanfeng looked up in shock.

In the woods ahead, the young man's figure had disappeared.

The next day.

A piece of news spread throughout Yuanliu City.

Lin Chuanfeng, who had practiced in the outer sect of Donglin Xianya for ten years, defeated his brother with one move. The condensed sword light of his sword was rare in the world. The name of the crazy swordsman resounded throughout the world.

Countless people were shocked.

To what extent has this thirteen-year-old boy reached in cultivation?
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"The Way of the Dao, the Sword of Five Worlds, I seem to understand a little bit..."

Linxian Cliff.

Song Lin came here again.

Xia Gu Can is different from his previous life and the Three Absolutes. The time in this life is passing, it is... accumulating.

That’s right, it’s accumulation!

Reincarnation and rebirth, the foundation of the divine palace is laid.

The reason why he advanced so quickly and his aptitude seemed to surpass what was stated in his horoscope might be related to this point.

Death, reincarnation, and rebirth.

His life after life may be like the fate of the sword of five lives.

It is not a matter of one lifetime to seek the immortal way, but rather it requires...life after life. There may be a greater meaning in this, which he has not yet understood.

But currently.

Song Lin already knew what he had to do.

"Golden body, come on!"

Boom~~~Thunder surges in the sky.

The young man sat upright on the cliff of Linxian and took a step unprecedented in history.

At the age of thirteen, he knocked on the gate of heaven with his sword.

Trying to connect a path to heaven from a dead end and condense a first-grade golden sword body!
(End of this chapter)