Chapter 372: The spiritual roots are born, and the five elements are perfect. Reincarnation fate plate, give me some points!

"My mana has been restored?"

Song Lin didn't have time to read "The True Explanation of Three Thousand Sword Techniques" as his mind sank into his body.

Sure enough, wisps of magical power surged out, the extreme Ten Absolute Golden Lights and the power of the Six Elements were clearly distinguished, and even the outstanding power of water magic formed a unique magical power, emerging as a new force.

However, after being cleansed by the true meaning of the Three Thousand Swords, they seemed to have transformed from ignorant children into experienced adults, and no longer had the intention of competing with each other as in the past.

"It turns out that you guys are always picking on the weak. Now that you've seen how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, you're no longer arrogant!" Song Lin was secretly delighted.

The magic power in the body cleanses everything at this moment.

He has taken a crucial step on the road to integrating the seven elements into one.

What Qinghui Zhenren and Hunyuan Jinmu tried so hard to accomplish but failed was easily solved by Jian Jun.

"Look at this true explanation of the way of the sword."

Song Lin stretched out his hand, and the "True Explanation of Three Thousand Sword Techniques" naturally fell into his hand.

wow~~
The book suddenly turned into three thousand sword lights and pierced deep into Song Lin's mind.

Suddenly.

The three thousand spots of light in Song Lin's mind turned into a brilliant galaxy, illuminating the way forward for his swordsmanship.

He tried to touch one of the light spots with his mind.

【Xuandu Lingxiao Feijian Jue】

Countless pieces of information instantly merged into Song Lin's mind, transforming into texts and pictures, as well as the scene of the Sword Master himself standing alone on the top of the Zuowang Peak, evolving the sword path.

[The sword enters Baiyujing, the sword returns to Xuandu Temple... Lingxiao sees the sacred, the flying sword kills the five thieves...]

Song Lin carefully savored the general principles of this sword technique.

I just feel that the metaphors are quite profound, hiding various sword techniques and cultivation methods in the poems, and there is a kind of free and easy spirit that is unique to sword immortals.

Simultaneously.

This is also a unique method of cultivating the golden sword body.

At the beginning, one can obtain the "Xuandu Immortal Golden Body", which is a first-grade golden body. After reaching the great stage and entering the realm of Dharma, one can obtain the "Nine Mysterious Spiritual Heaven Immortal Body Holy Body".

"The founder of this technique is definitely a remarkable person! Could it be that he has really seen the divine in the sky? The sword enters Baiyujing and the blade returns to Xuandu Temple..."

Song Lin was amazed.

Once again, I put away the arrogant thoughts in my heart.

The mystery of this flying sword technique is comparable to one of the five swords of the world. The method of building the body and the divine mansion in the chapter "The World" alone has greatly inspired Song Lin's way of flying knives.

And the three thousand sword lights in his mind contained a total of three thousand such methods.

"This world is huge, and it's not just in Donglin. I should set my sights further afield, but... I can't be too ambitious."

"Just this chapter of 'Xuandu Lingxiao Feijian Jue' is enough for me to learn for a lifetime. It is impossible to complete the three thousand sword arts in one lifetime!"

Song Lin understood clearly.

The Sword Master was quite confident in him and offered him three thousand sword-fighting explanations to choose from, without worrying at all that he would be greedy.

Fortunately, Song Lin understood the principle that 'the way of the sword is pure, and quality is more important than quantity'.

These magical skills, which probably came from outside the domain, could be transformed into nourishment for his swordsmanship. Only those who observe without practicing, and learn without obsessing, are truly wise people.

Anyway, didn't the Sword Master ultimately choose the Sword of Five Generations as the foundation of his swordsmanship?
"Trusting in the choices of our ancestors and then bringing forth new ideas is the way for us!"

Song Lin was delighted.

He turned around and stepped out of the small world of Zuwang Peak, walking down the mountain step by step.

He thought that with his powerful magic, he would be unable to resist flying with his sword. But it didn't happen!

At this moment.

He actually began to like this down-to-earth feeling.

After a while.

Song Lin returned to Jinlin Palace. The drunkenness and sleepiness that he had suppressed finally took over, and his consciousness suddenly became hazy.

"I'm still drunk!"

He staggered towards the bed, opened the curtains, crawled into the quilt, hugged the woman's warm body, and fell into a deep sleep.

half an hour.

A bare hand was raised, lifting the black hair on the cheek.

A mature and beautiful face of a woman was revealed.

A pair of golden eyes flickered, as if showing a bit of surprise.

The next morning.

Song Lin woke up from his sleep.

"Husband, you wake up!"

Song Yuyan's familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Ah."

Song Lin looked at the woman sitting beside the bed and subconsciously clenched his palms, as if there was still a trace of tenderness left.

"last night……"

"No, it's okay."

Song Yuyan's face turned red with shame.

She still had vague memories of last night's drunkenness, when she had drunkenly asked Song Lin for sex.

Now that I think about it, I really want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into!
"I mean……"

"Stop talking. I'll help you wash up."

Song Yuyan wanted to turn around and leave, but she forced herself to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife. Her helpless look made people's heart beat fast.

"Ok."

Song Lin had no choice but to give up.

The morning routine is over.

The two separated and began their daily practice.

This was the task assigned by the senior brother Han Tuizhi, and they had developed a habit over the years. In the early morning, they danced with swords on the edge of the sword cliff, accompanied by the rising sun and the morning glow filling the sky.

Then he meditated to cultivate his mind and sharpen the sharpness in his heart that came from practicing sword.

According to the senior brother: "Kendo practice can be vigorous and diligent, but it also requires a balance between tension and relaxation. You may have a fierce tiger in your heart, but it does not mean that you need to release that tiger all the time."

The same reason.

To polish your edge does not mean to eliminate the desire to fight.

Instead, you must release the strongest edge in your heart at the critical moment!
The long sword is unsheathed, and the sword swings into the sky.

Noon.

Song Yuyan found Song Lin and asked obediently: "Husband, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

"I'll cook today."

Song Lin smiled slightly.

"This……"

Song Yuyan couldn't help but be stunned.

Can Qilinzi, the son of the wine fairy Li, cook?

"Just wait here, I'll show you my skills today." Song Lin smiled mysteriously.

Half an hour later.

Song Lin wore an apron and brought a casserole, shouting as he walked over: "Bobo Chicken is here!"

Song Yuyan was setting the table.

Turning around, his face suddenly became dull.

It was the first time she had seen such a down-to-earth 'pleasure seeker'.

Li's Qilin son, Sword Lord's disciple, the world-famous Little Li Flying Dagger who shouted out "The chivalrous way of the immortal, shouldering the responsibility of the people", actually cooked for himself!

"What are you looking at? Come, eat!"

Song Lin personally served a bowl of rice to Song Yuyan and handed it to her.

"Thank you, thank you, husband."

Song Yuyan took it hurriedly and finally came to her senses.

then.

She couldn't help but turn her head and glance at him secretly.

"It's over! Ah Yan... you seem to be falling!"

in the afternoon.

Song Lin sat in front of the Sword-Asking Cliff, gazing at the shore of the East China Sea.

"Master said that in order to revive Senior Sister Xuejun, we need to go to the end of the East China Sea, to the end of the world, to find an old man with destiny. But it must be when destiny is flowing..."

"How can I know when the destiny will change?" "Now, three people with destiny, Shi Wande, Shen Canggu, and Song Yuyan, have appeared in the world, but they have not performed amazing deeds. And the last person with destiny has never been seen."

"The flow of destiny, is it referring to luck?"

Song Lin was puzzled.

half an hour.

He shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's think about the matter of the Seven Elements uniting into one. The eldest brother will be back soon, and I have to work hard."

Thought finished.

He immersed his mind in his thoughts and silently chanted: Reincarnation Destiny Plate - add points!
Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind.

A strange aura emanated from Song Lin's body, and the space around him became hot.

The fire spirit root jumped from 30% to 40%.

"I can still bear it!"

Song Lin clenched his teeth, enduring the scorching heat in his body and the power of water magic that was about to erupt, and once again increased his fire spirit root step by step to 42%, 44%, and 46%.

At last.

It suddenly rushed to 50%!
[Spiritual roots: gold (59), wood (30), water (50), fire (50), earth (30), wind (30), thunder (30) - the rest (108)]

【Fortune: 49/49】

【Law (72/72), God (19), Spirit (1), Sword (19), Knife (18)】

The air around was hot and dry.

The ground beneath Song Lin's butt had turned into scorched earth, and the endless moisture between heaven and earth automatically condensed, as if to extinguish the anger in his body.

For a while.

Song Lin's complexion kept changing, sometimes red, sometimes white, and sometimes a layer of golden light appeared.

for a long time.

Under the suppression of the Ten Absolute Golden Lights.

The water and fire magic power, which had not yet had time to grow stronger, finally gradually calmed down.

"My fortune has finally been restored. Forty-nine, is that the limit of this world? Or is it my limit?"

Song Lin thought silently.

When his luck was completely restored, he suddenly felt as if he was free and at ease. It was as if nothing could restrain him anymore...

next moment.

"Chirp~~" A big white rabbit jumped and popped its head out from the grass.

It seemed not to have seen Song Lin, and it crashed straight into his knees, then flipped over and fell to the ground with its legs spread out.

I stared blankly at the huge monster above my head, not knowing what to do.

"Is the blessing coming so soon?"

Song Lin's face was full of surprise.

This is a spiritual creature. Although it is naturally weak, it has a lot of spiritual energy in its body. It has been practicing in Jianya Xuanfeng for who knows how many years. I am afraid it is older than him and Song Yuyan combined.

"But... you are a spiritual creature raised by Jianya Xuanfeng, I won't eat you. Well, take you back and ask Yuyan if she wants to eat it." Song Lin grabbed the big white rabbit and put it on his knees.

The big white rabbit, who thought he had escaped, suddenly froze in place.

I don't dare to run, but I don't want to stay.

All he could do was make a pitiful chirp sound.

Song Lin ignored it.

He bowed his head and thought for a moment.

Suddenly, another thought came to my mind.

Add one hundred spiritual root points to the wood spiritual roots.

Suddenly.

A surge of vitality surged out of Song Lin's body.

The big white rabbit squinted its eyes comfortably and lay obediently on his lap, instinctively willing to die.

After a while.

A green wood energy turned into a long sword and appeared in Song Lin's hand.

The wood spirit root reached 50%, which was comparable to the talent of an ordinary first-grade golden body. And this process did not encounter any obstruction at all, and even the three great powers of gold, water, and fire did not interfere.

He had a thought in his mind.

The sword light of Qingmu Sword Qi suddenly split into countless roots, turning into three thousand fine sword lights, and then more and more, densely packed, making the big white rabbit on his knees stunned.

"The method of using the green wood energy to differentiate the sword light is indeed more suitable." Song Lin nodded with satisfaction.

Then look at the spiritual root panel.

[Spiritual roots: gold (59), wood (50), water (50), fire (50), earth (30), wind (30), thunder (30) - the rest (8)]

【Fortune: 49/49】

【Law (72/72), God (19), Spirit (1), Sword (19), Knife (18)】

“No more.”

Song Lin was about to add more food when he suddenly stopped.

"From 100% to %, each point requires points. From % to %, each point requires points. In other words, if I want to achieve the balance of the five elements, I need more spiritual roots."

"If you want to combine seven yuan into one, you need another 300 points?"

this moment.

He suddenly felt that he was so poor!
"It would be great if the extra points from the gold spiritual roots could be converted to the earth spiritual roots." Song Lin sighed softly.

Suddenly.

【Gold (59)——Gold (58)——Gold (57)】

The 59% golden spiritual roots actually degenerated to 50%.

[Number of remaining spiritual roots: 98]

"It can be washed. Nine gold spiritual roots are converted into ninety spiritual roots. For spiritual roots above 50%, each point requires ten spiritual roots? I am really poor!"

Song Lin felt more and more poor.

Then he placed his mental power on the earth spirit root and began to increase it vigorously.

A strong breath emanated.

Song Lin only felt that his butt was closely connected to the earth. The improvement of his talent seemed to allow him to clearly feel many subtle vibrations under the earth, the earth veins, water flows, and many hidden lives...

At this moment.

The power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth shone together, and the seventy-two strands of the five elements of magic began a magical qualitative change. It was as if some strange existence was about to be born in his body.

however.

98 spiritual roots points are exhausted.

Song Lin's earth spirit roots remained at 49%, still a little short.

The power of the five elements has not yet been perfected.

The feeling of being unresolved and about to succeed made Song Lin feel itchy.

He couldn't help but lower his head and cast an 'evil' look at the big white rabbit.

"It seems that I have to eat you!"

"Tweet-"

The big white rabbit opened its mouth stupidly, and a bright yellow stone fell out of its mouth.

"what?"

Song Lin looked surprised.

That piece of stone is actually a magical object from heaven and earth!

Wow~~
One after another, spiritual objects came out of the big white rabbit's mouth, of various shapes and sizes, dazzling in appearance.

Now it was Song Lin's turn to be shocked.

This magical rabbit that fell from the sky is actually a treasure rabbit like Chen Wanwan?

"Good baby! Then I won't be polite!"

Song Lin picked up the big White Rabbit and gave it a big kiss.

Then he grabbed a spiritual object that seemed to contain the power of earth and started biting it.

boom!
A five-element sword light rose from the Sword Cliff, illuminating the entire Sword Cliff Peak.

At this moment, the few remaining Dharma Immortals in Donglin Fairy Cliff could not help but look up at the sky.

"The Great Five Elements Primordial Sword Light?"

"This kid... has actually reached the state of perfection of the five elements!"

"Wait, is he going to breed the Five Elements Sword Spirit?"

(End of this chapter)