Chapter 381: The rise and fall of calamities, the goodness of the heart, the prosperity of the human heart

July fifteenth.

Legend has it that it is the day when the gates of hell open wide.

At this time two years ago, Song Lin was still in the Demon-Suppressing City, and he first became famous throughout the world as a disciple of Donglin Xianya.

Two years later.

However, he was standing on the ruins of the Drunken Immortal Li's house, looking around in a daze.

The towering First Dragon Peak, named Qiuniu, has long replaced the location of the Li clan. The mountain is thousands of feet high, half in the clouds. Many building fragments can be vaguely seen on it, indicating its former prosperity.

"No one."

“Not even a corpse was left.”

"Even if the rise of a mountain could destroy the Li clan, it would not lead to the death of so many practitioners. Not to mention the high priest, even a golden body can escape such a disaster, right?"

Song Lin put himself in the other person’s shoes.

I feel that when I was in the Divine Mansion Realm, I had a chance to escape this time when the Earth Dragon turned over.

And now.

All the members of the Li family had disappeared, and there was not even a single body to be seen in the entire Qiuniu Peak.

Suddenly.

Song Lin was stunned when he saw a strange stone statue on the top of the mountain.

Before getting close.

The stone statue suddenly emitted a little divine light.

[Prison Ox Sutra]

[The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each one was different. The heaven and earth were their prison, and the cycle of reincarnation was their shell.]

[Distinguish the sounds of all things, listen to the silence of heaven and earth. The water of the highest good, the boat carries all things. This is the way of heavenly sound... Make a contract with the God of Prison Ox, sign the seal on the four seas, and you can become a second-grade Prison Ox golden body.]

【Metal three threes, wood three threes, water three threes, fire ten, earth ten. 】

"hiss……"

Song Lin took a deep breath.

The Dragon Transformation Sutra of later generations, the 'Nine Gods Dragon Transformation Immortal Sutra' mentioned by Chen Wanwan, actually originated from Jiulong Peak!

"You shouldn't be here!"

Song Lin’s mind was racing.

A golden light suddenly shot out from his hand.

ding~~
The flying knife fell to the ground.

The indestructible Ten Absolutes Golden Light encountered something it could not penetrate for the first time.

Song Lin couldn't help but remain silent.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

Just as everyone thought, this disaster was over.

Only he knew - no.

Because the Nine Dragon Peaks did not exist in later generations, the Donglinxian Cliff had never experienced a great catastrophe.

He originally thought that after killing the three ancient demon leaders, the disaster of losing bones would end.

It was originally thought that Sword Master restored the backbone of the people of Donglin through his death.

But, no.

"Our era has just begun?"

Song Lin remained silent.

He didn't want an era of his own.

But I understand.

The older generation has passed away, and as the backbone of the younger generation, he must shoulder his own responsibilities.

This word is heavy.

So heavy that one instinctively wants to escape.

but……

"The burden on my eldest brother is ten thousand times heavier than mine. I only want to protect the people around me, but he wants to protect the world, inherit the master's legacy, and cultivate the impossible Supreme Sword of Forgetfulness."

"He didn't give up, so why should I?"

The pressure in my heart gradually turned into motivation.

Song Lin raised his head.

Standing on the top of a mountain, looking up at the higher sky.

"bring it on!"

"The Sword Master will face the enemy in the sky, and the seven sons will go to the Deep Spring together. This calamity is already halfway through, let me see... what other tricks you have!"

Boom~~
Thunder rumbled and the earth shook.

These words seemed to have touched upon the mysteries of heaven and touched upon a sensitive point in the law of reincarnation.

Tick ​​tock~tick tock~
It rained heavily.

Song Lin knelt in the mountain and erected a tombstone.

The names of Li's great priest, the wine immortal Li Guangyuan, Song Lin's great-grandfather, great-grandfather, great-grandfather... as well as his parents and uncle, all of his blood relatives, are all engraved on the stone tablet.

This is more like a family tree than a tombstone.

The family tree of the wine immortal Li in the human world!

Song Lin would rather believe that their entire family moved to the real land of immortals and gods than believe that the Li family would perish like this.

And he.

As the only bloodline of the Li family left in the world...

"Dad, Mom, Uncle, Grandpa... I, Li Xunhuan, swear here. I will pass on the bloodline of the Drunken Immortal Li family." Song Lin knelt in front of the stone tablet and kowtowed three times respectfully.

For the first time in my life, I feel so sincere.

"I know you were doing this for my own good. If I fail to condense my golden body, I, a useless person, will have a son or daughter to inherit my legacy, which will ensure my future."

"After all, you can protect me for a while, but you can't protect me forever."

"Don't worry. You cared so much about blood inheritance when you were alive, I will never let you down. I will definitely leave a blood seed for the Wine Immortal Li."

"Before I die!"

"He may not be able to carry forward the great achievements, but he will definitely... live up to the glory of his ancestors!"

Boom~~
The storm intensified.

Song Lin turned around silently and walked down the mountain.

Come next time.

Maybe it’s time to pacify Jiulong Peak!
This thunderstorm lasted for three days and three nights, covering the entire Cangzhou and Donglin, washing away the endless blood on the earth, leaving only white bones, telling of the tragedy.

Song Lin came to the Cangwang clan's territory and met his senior brother Han Tuizhi and other fellow disciples from Donglin, as well as many cultivators from immortal sects and aristocratic families who had not left.

"Big Brother, what's the situation?"

Song Lin asked.

"Not optimistic."

Han Tuizhi frowned and looked at the rain in the distance.

"This unprecedented heavy rain may be a blessing from God, saving the people from the suffering of the plague after the catastrophe. But it will be a long-lasting ordeal to drive those invading demons out of Donglin."

"Oh?"

Song Lin raised his eyebrows and waited for the next words.

"You have been in the mountains for a long time, so you may not know."

Han Tuizhi sighed.

"This time, in order to cooperate with Master's beheading, Shanhaiguan was breached, and the upper-level cultivators of Donglin suffered heavy casualties. Even half of the 180 Dharma Immortals who were guarding the Nine Profound Dragon Trapped Immortal Array perished!"

"The Holy King of Cangzhou fought against the three demon leaders and consumed too much energy. His life span has come to an end."

"Donglin is no longer able to control the overall situation and organize an effective counterattack. Donglin is too big, so big that we can't protect every inch of the land." "Do you understand?"

Han Tuizhi turned around and looked at Song Lin seriously.

"I see."

Song Lin nodded and asked, "Brother, do you mean that we need time?"

"Five years, ten years, even fifty years, a hundred years is possible!"

Han Tuizhi nodded solemnly.

"The people of Donglin need time to recuperate, and the major immortal sects and families also need time to heal their wounds. And those invading demons... do you know how many there are?"

Song Lin shook his head slowly.

He knew there must be a lot.

At that time, there were already hundreds of millions of demons emerging from the three rivers and nine springs.

After so many years of accumulation under the Netherworld, there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of elite troops, and the number of ordinary monsters and demons is only ten or a hundred times more.

"Roughly estimated, at least a hundred times, I mean... at least."

Han Tuizhi said: "There are 360 ​​prefectures in the East. A hundred years ago, a population plan was made. Each prefecture has about 200 to 300 million people. And the Ten Directions of the Netherworld... at least 30% of our population."

Hear the words.

Song Lin was completely silent.

There are tens of billions of demons, how can we kill them all?

If these demons were organized, it would be easier to lead the army to defeat them one by one. Now that the three major demon leaders have been killed, hundreds of millions of demons are leaderless and scattered into the mountains, rivers and swamps.

When the army arrived, they hid underground.

After the army left, they swarmed out.

They can't be killed or destroyed, and have completely become a thorn in the side of the Eastern Land.

"So, I plan to raise troops for the time being."

Han Tuizhi's expression at this time was full of confidence, completely different from the past.

This is the charm of holding power.

He has become accustomed to being the master of the people of Donglin, and has a heart that can accommodate the world.

at this point.

Song Lin admitted that he could not compare with him.

Han Tuizhi was talking, "There are 360 ​​prefectures in Cangzhou now, and 180 of them have been destroyed, and all of them have no people or livestock. There is no rush for now."

"I plan to first pacify the city of Liushizuo, which was attacked by 80 million elite demons after the battle of Shanhaiguan. There are still people alive there, and they are also the basis for us to gain support."

"Step by step, down to earth, recovering lost territory one city at a time, is the strategy that I, your senior brother, have formulated!"

"Little junior brother!"

Han Tuizhi placed his hands on Song Lin's arms and said excitedly: "I need your help, I need your strength! Believe me, I can definitely restore peace and prosperity to Cangzhou and Donglin!"

"……it is good."

Song Lin nodded in a deep voice and swallowed the words that were about to come to his throat.

Big Brother, you seem to have changed a little.

Become more stable and care more about the world.

but.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

The sword spirit of the sixth senior brother Chun Yuyi is still floating under the invisible sun and moon spring. And the fifth senior sister Feng Xuejun...

In Song Lin's eyes.

This disaster is far from over.

But facing such an ambitious and confident senior brother, he really didn't know how to start.

【August.】

[The Donglin army regrouped and recovered the mountains and rivers. ]

[Everyone followed Han Tuizhi's steady and cautious tactics, occupying important places first, then clearing out the demons, and finally saving the people who were trapped in the disaster.]

[In this way, the losses of the Donglin army were indeed minimized. ]

【After experiencing this disaster, Han Tuizhi has really changed. 】

[Becoming more dignified, more courageous, more patient, and more able to make choices and sacrifices. Even a little unscrupulous! ]

[In the trials of blood and fire, the indecisive and magnanimous elder brother gradually became a powerful leader with an iron fist.]

【And you. 】

[I am still concerned about my sixth senior brother who is in the afterlife, and my fifth senior sister who is in the distant past.]

【September.】

【Changhe Prefecture was recovered.】

【October.】

【Bailingfu was recovered.】

【November……】

[For three consecutive years and six months, the Donglin army was in full swing, recovering lost territory and rebuilding the country. Half of the 360 ​​prefectures in Cangzhou returned to human rule.]

[Hundreds of millions of demons were driven out of Shanhaiguan, and the major immortal sects and clans redistributed their territories, and the situation gradually stabilized. ]

[The 58th year since the Sword Master transformed into a sword.]

[Han Tuizhi was elected as the 'Sword Master' of Donglin, and his prestige was very high. In the eyes of the common people, he was already deified! ]

【So far. 】

【The catastrophe of the Nine Dragons ascending to heaven has been resolved. 】

【Han Tuizhi held a grand banquet for all the people and rewarded them according to their merits. 】

【This day.】

[You just silently hold the sword, looking at the colorful flowers in the palace, and feel that the life in the mountains is gradually moving away from you. ]

【It started a year ago. 】

[You have not spoken to the eldest brother.]

[Nowadays, he keeps saying "I" and "you guys", which really makes people unhappy. ]

[You can't blame him, you can only avoid him. ]

[After seeing so many things over time, you feel that this is human nature. The eldest brother has his own pursuits, and he still cares about the people of the world. ]

[For this reason alone, no one has the right to blame him! ]

[This also applies to Zhu Changsheng, Duan Yuansi and others. Only Ma Dejian still follows the eldest brother, serving him in front of and behind him, doing his best.]

[The 59th year since the Sword Master transformed into a sword.]

[You think you should leave.]

[Now the situation has been decided, and millions of demons have been driven out of Shanhaiguan. All the forces in the east are exhausted and seem to have no ambition to make progress.]

【Recovering lost territory is not a matter of a day or a night.】

[It was February of that year.]

[You bid farewell to all the brothers, and ask Zhu Changsheng, Duan Yuansi, and Shen Canggu to take care of Song Yuyan on the mountain. You turn around resolutely, and rush to the desolate land in the northwest with one sword.]

【This time. 】

[It is not to seek immortals or ask for the way, but to find fellow disciples. 】

Outside Shanhaiguan.

A graceful and holy woman stood on the top of the mountain.

She seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. She looked at Song Lin flying across the sky with a sword and said with a smile, "My name is Miao Shan. I wonder if I can go with you to kill the demons?"

Miaoshan?

(End of this chapter)