Chapter 352 Master-student turned against each other, Tianluo Shenjun
Yan State, at the foot of Daqing Mountain, Linjia Village.
A statue more than ten feet high stands at the head of the village.
After countless years of exposure to wind and rain, the statue has long been beyond recognition.
But its left hand points to the sky and its right hand points to the earth, and its domineering aura remains unabated.
rumor!
This is the statue of Emperor Lin Xian!
The villagers of Linjia Village are descendants of the Immortal Emperor!
At this time, the villagers of Linjia Village were crowded in front of the thatched cottage at the west end of the village.
Everyone looked at a young man and sighed.
"Xiao Fan, please forgive me. Your father Lin Zhong is thirty this year. He is considered the birthday boy in our Linjia Village."
"Since three hundred years ago, people in our village have been unable to escape the short-lived curse. They must die at the age of thirty."
"Only immortal cultivators with great supernatural powers can break the curse and live a long life. We, the ordinary ones, are of ordinary blood and cannot change our fates like immortal cultivators. Let's just let nature take its course."
The young man's name is Lin Fan, he has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong body.
Since he was five years old, he has been working hard with his father Lin Zhong.
Practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, never stopping.
He is twelve years old this year and can already shoot a three-hundred-stone hard bow.
He is recognized as the second strongest person in the Lin family village after Lin Zhong.
Facing Lin Zhong's untimely death, even if Lin Fan was determined, he could not help but look sad.
"Eighteen years from now, I will die suddenly like my father in the prime of life."
"This short-lived curse is too vicious. Instead of living in the village for the rest of your life, it's better to go out and give it a try. Maybe you can find a way to live a long life."
Lin Fan's eyes were filled with light again.
Deep in my heart, the tenacity to not bow to fate quietly emerged.
"Village Chief, when the funeral is over, I want to leave Daqingshan and become an immortal cultivator like Immortal Emperor Lin, with a life span as long as the heavens." Lin Fan said.
Lin Qiang's expression changed slightly.
The villagers of Linjia Village were shocked.
"Immortal cultivators are soaring in the clouds and mists, calling for wind and rain. They rely on their vast magical powers and are very proud. How can they look down on you, a little hunter with ordinary blood?"
"The story of Immortal Emperor Lin is just a legend. Which descendant of Immortal Emperor only lived for a mere thirty years?"
"Even if you join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, without the blood of Immortal Cultivation, you can only be a handyman disciple. Xiaofan, why do you have to work as a horse for others? Isn't it better to stay in the village?"
Lin Fan raised his head and looked at the statue of Emperor Lin at the head of the village.
The originally broken statue seemed to have become a living thing in Lin Fan's eyes.
A man with a blurry face wields a sword in the air and travels across the world of immortality, looking very cool.
Especially the man's courage to fight with the sky, the earth, and others and still have endless fun, instantly inspired Lin Fan.
This made Lin Fan more determined to seek immortality.
"I, Lin Fan, would rather pursue immortality and die than live a mediocre life."
"If what is said about Emperor Lin is true, I will follow in his footsteps. If it is false, I will definitely be Emperor Lin of Linjia Village in the future."
Lin Fan's voice was so loud that it made everyone's ears buzz.
If you have a strong heart towards the Dao, no one can stop you!
Seeing this, the villagers looked at the village chief Lin Qiang, hoping that he would stop it.
Lin Qiang looked complicated: "It's getting late, it's time for the funeral."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the hut.
Several able-bodied villagers also followed in one after another.
Not long after, Lin Zhong's coffin was carried out by everyone and buried in the geomantic treasure land at the foot of Daqing Mountain.
Seeing Lin Zhong's coffin being buried little by little by the loess, Lin Fan burst into tears.
"father!"
There were people standing around, but there was no friendly, familiar reply.
Lin Fan's heart was stung again.
The desire for immortality has become extremely strong.
"Is it true that people with ordinary blood cannot cultivate immortality? I don't believe it! Tonight, I will leave Linjia Village to find the path to immortality." Lin Fan thought to himself.
…
It's late at night, the moon and stars are few and far between.
Lin Fan picked up his luggage and walked towards the outside of the village.
The vast green mountains are like huge monsters lurking in the vast wilderness.
Not long after I left the village, I saw someone standing at the end of the village.
A thick layer of green frost fell on the man's body.
Under the moonlight, there is a faint white light.
It seems that I have been waiting for him here for a long time.
"village head?"
Lin Fan's expression changed slightly.
"Really want to leave?"
Lin Fan nodded firmly.
Lin Qiang couldn't help but sigh.
"Our Linjia Village has been cursed with a short-lived life. Once someone leaves the village, if a way to lift the short-lived curse cannot be found within eighteen years, all the men, women, and children in the village will die overnight."
Lin Fan's heart was beating wildly and he clenched his fists nervously.
"No wonder, no one in the village wants me to leave. But... village chief, why didn't you stop me during the day?"
"In another hundred years, the short-lived curse in our Linjia Village will completely break out. Everyone in Linjia Village will turn into dust together with the statue of Emperor Lin. So, I plan to take a gamble."
Lin Qiang's meaning was very clear. He was pinning the hope of the survival of hundreds of people in the village on Lin Fan.
This responsibility!
This pressure!
Too big!
For a moment, Lin Fan fell into silence.
Lin Qiang smiled brightly.
"You are only twelve years old, but you can shoot a three-hundred-stone bow. With this unwavering will, you can succeed even if you seek immortality. I believe you will not let us down."
"At the same time, I also give you the only fairy fate in the village."
Lin Qiang took out a small white jade bottle, a piece of crumpled yellow paper, and a palm-sized copper bottle covered with scratches from the leather pouch at his waist.
The white jade vial is crystal clear.
Before opening it, there is a pure medicinal fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.
The yellow paper is crumpled, with ghost drawings all over it.
Lin Fan couldn't understand it at all.
As for the copper bottle.
In addition to the messy scratches on the surface, it was actually heavy inside.
"What is in the white jade bottle is a holy blood pill. Mortals who take it can have the bloodline of cultivating immortals. This was given to me by an old man when I was thirteen years old. I missed the best period of taking it and gave you an advantage."
"This yellow paper is a traction talisman that can help you find the Immortal Cultivation Sect."
"As for this copper bottle..."
Speaking of this, Lin Qiang himself felt a little embarrassed.
"Since this thing was passed to me by the previous village chief, I haven't found any special use for it. Before leaving, I put some red berries in it for you to eat on the way."
Lin Fan was stunned.
Lin Qiang couldn't help but force two things into Lin Fan's hands.
"Take the Holy Blood Pill quickly." Lin Qiang said seriously.
Lin Fan nodded and quickly swallowed the Holy Blood Pill.
boom!
A strong medicinal power, like a raging fire, spread out within Lin Fan's body.
Lin Fan felt his blood boiling inside his body.
On the surface of the body, a faint blood-red light appeared quickly.
The physical strength increased several times at this moment.
Just wave your arm casually, and a mist-like energy will emerge.
Seeing this, Lin Qiang smiled with satisfaction.
"The blood in your body has changed. Find a place where no one is around later, just use a drop of blood to activate the traction talisman, and there will be a red line guiding you forward. At the end of the red line is the Immortal Cultivation Sect you are looking for."
Lin Fan looked expectant.
Lin Qiang's expression was solemn again.
"Don't mention what happened tonight to anyone. Especially the matter of taking the Holy Blood Pill. If the Immortal Cultivator Sect finds out, your soul will be drained and your bones will be crushed."
"Also, I'll leave it to you to lift the short-lived curse."
Lin Fan nodded solemnly.
"Don't worry, village chief, I will definitely find a way to lift the short-lived curse within eighteen years."
After saying that, Lin Fan walked into the depths of Daqing Mountain with a determined expression.
When Lin Qiang's figure at the head of the village was completely blurred in his sight, Lin Fan took out the traction talisman.