A foggy figure climbed up along a collapsed outer wall, and finally lay silently on the eaves of the main hall. It was Ding Jilin who was drifting into the night with the wind. He really couldn't worry about Lin Tong, so he just
Being able to endure the excruciating pain and recover from it.
Fortunately, Sui Feng Guo Ye's judgment level was very high, and even someone as powerful as the Immortal Lord Spiritual Master could not discern the existence of Ding Jilin.
Outside the main hall, the sun shines in the courtyard.
Lin Tong was holding a thin sword, standing there handsomely, and was about to start the first lesson of sword training in her life.
"Tong'er."
The Immortal Lord Spirit Shang smiled slightly and said, "Let's see what I can do!"
As he spoke, he suddenly made a seal with his right hand, pointed towards the sky, and shouted, "Raise the sword!"
Immediately, the long sword behind Lingshang Immortal Master came out of its sheath with a "clang" and turned into a storm with a strong sword force soaring into the sky, forming a brilliant ray of light in the sky. When the ray of light fell on the earth, the sword remained the same.
Spanning the sky, the mountains and rivers in the distance all exploded and snow flew in the blink of an eye, just like a rumbling natural disaster.
"..."
Lin Tong was dumbfounded. How powerful is this?
"Want to learn?" Lingshang Xianzun smiled.
"think!"
Lin Tong nodded vigorously.
"good."
The Immortal Lord Lingshang smiled and said, "I have been practicing swordsmanship for 120 years, and I have finally reached the current state. With your talent and understanding, you should be able to achieve it in about seventy or eighty years."
"Seventy or eighty years..."
Lin Tong pursed her red lips and said, "Master, Tong'er is not afraid of hard work."
"Whether it's hard work or not is one thing. Who said that cultivating Taoism must be hard work?"
Lingshang Immortal Master took out a golden talisman from his arms and said with a smile, "Tong'er, this is an age-enhancing talisman that can instantly make you eighteen years old. And after you reach eighteen years old... you
Then you can practice dual cultivation with Master, using your body as Master’s training cauldron. While Master is practicing, you will also gain this opportunity and swordsmanship, are you willing?"
"ah?"
Lin Tong raised his sword and took several steps back, his pretty face full of astonishment: "Master, you..."
"Tong'er, you have no choice."
Lingshang Immortal Lord narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "After all, your only life-saving straw, that boy Ding Jilin may have been seriously injured and died outside, and his body was devoured by those ghosts. At least, Master, I can no longer detect his aura."
, come on, you have to accept this age-promoting talisman whether you are willing to accept it or not!"
"Whoa!"
The age-promoting talisman flew out and landed on Lin Tong's heart with a "pop" sound. Then it turned into a ray of glow and entered the body. For a moment, Lin Tong fell to his knees in pain. His body developed rapidly, matured, and suddenly grew taller.
It has grown a lot, and the long blue dress on her body no longer fits her body, and a pair of slender legs are exposed. The bust also grows rapidly, and the skirt is spread out, which is quite large.
She wanted to be full and straight, but she endured immense pain. She knelt on the ground with her head in her hands, and kept wailing, "Master, don't... don't..."
"snort!"
The Spiritual Immortal Lord narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "As expected, not only is he an innate sword body and a seven-treasure spirit body, but he is also a beauty in the world. I can be considered a blessing for this old Taoist~~~"
"Master..."
In the distance, Lin Tong, who had already transformed into an eighteen-year-old girl, suddenly put her sword across her neck, her eyes full of regret and anger, and said, "I should have gone with Ding Jilin...I will never treat you like yours."
The furnace tripod will not cultivate with you, Lin Tong would rather die than endure such blasphemy!"
"Can I help you?"
Immortal Lord Lingshang smiled slightly and flicked his sleeves. Immediately, the sword in Lin Tong's hand flew out and was inserted into the distant courtyard wall with a clang. The entire courtyard wall collapsed under the huge force, and the dust and air waves blew.
.
"Be obedient and obey, so as not to suffer hardship."
"Don't even think about it!"
Lin Tong turned around and left.
"Asking for trouble!"
The Immortal Lord Lingshang sighed, and suddenly raised his hand, a sword light flew out from his sleeves, pierced Lin Tong's shoulder with a "puff" sound, and nailed him heavily to the outer eaves column of the temple.
"You, you..."
Lingshang Immortal Master walked towards Lin Tong step by step and said with a smile, "Isn't it good to just listen to the master and only practice immortality without suffering?"
"Evil thief, don't even think about it!"
Lin Tong's temper was too fierce, and she struggled outwards. Suddenly, the flying sword kept cutting her body and bones, and blood flowed. You can imagine how painful it was.
…
"Tong'er..."
On the eaves, Ding Jilin, who was lying in the snow, felt his heart twisting as he saw it, and he was even more furious. How could there be a scum like the Immortal Lord in the world? What's even more hateful is that this scum has mastered very powerful spells.
The more Ding Jilin thought about it, the more angry he became. There was a buzzing sound in the skill panel. Another skill broke through the seal. The dust continued to disappear, revealing a dragon-shaped icon - listen to the dragon's roar!
Stable!
Ding Jilin was ecstatic, and suddenly and silently jumped down from the eaves. The old ax in his hand glowed with a cold light, and the ax dropped from the sky and struck hard at the neck of Lingshang Immortal Lord.
"puff--"
A wisp of blood spattered out. Ding Jilin's blow was very fierce. Half of the ax went into the opponent's neck. It seemed that his cultivation was not that good. The protective sword was very thin.
"Tong'er!"
Ding Jilin shouted, "Don't act rashly, I'm here!"
"Ding Jilin..."
Lin Tong burst into tears and trembled all over. At this moment, the person she wanted to see the most was actually Ding Jilin.
"You little bastard! You little bastard, how dare you spoil my big job!"
The Immortal Master of the Spirit took a few steps back, his mouth full of ferociousness, "Why do you still want to be a hero and save the beauty? Tsk tsk, try your master's magic, and be completely wiped out, you little bastard!"
As he said this, Lingshang Immortal Lord suddenly raised his hand and pointed.
"Crack~~~"
A ray of thunder fell from the sky, followed by the sound of dragon roars in his ears, and wisps of purple storm continued to gather around him.
Ding Jilin was almost dumbfounded, what the hell...could it be the mage's level 60 special skill, Mad Dragon Purple Lightning? You are a spiritual immortal, and your knowledge is quite extensive!
"Come on, the supreme secret method - Crazy Dragon Purple Lightning!" Lingshang Immortal shouted loudly, and purple thunder and lightning surged all over his body.
Ding Jilin was hit by the wind and waves and staggered back a few steps. He launched his ultimate move without hesitation. He suddenly stepped on the ground with one foot, and a "peng" sound stirred up countless weeds, snow, and dust, accompanied by a deafening roar.
With the roaring sound of dragons, wisps of snow-white dragon energy rose around Ding Jilin, and there were wisps of sword energy flowing around him, with strong sword intent!
"Old thief, listen to the dragon's roar!"
Ding Jilin raised his hand and pointed, and suddenly an indestructible dragon-shaped storm roared away, just like Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
"ah?"
Lin Tong was dumbfounded. How could she have thought that Ding Jilin could actually master this kind of supreme swordsmanship? His skill was even more powerful than the swordsmanship of Lingshangxianzun!
"you……"
In the overflowing sword beams of Hear the Dragon Roar, Lingshang Immortal Lord's crazy dragon purple lightning attack was directly torn to pieces, and the next thing that was torn to pieces was his body. His physical body was in the storm of Hear the Dragon Roar.
It was torn into pieces, turned into a rain of blood and evaporated directly.
"Ding dong!"
The system prompts congratulations, you have killed the ultimate boss of Flowing Light Fantasy, the Spiritual Immortal!
…
"Tong'er!"
Ding Jilin took a step forward, looked at Lin Tong, who was at least a head taller than him, grabbed the handle of the flying sword with all his strength, and pulled it out with a "pop" sound.
Suddenly, Lin Tong fell to the ground and looked at him with tears streaming down her face.
"Ding Jilin, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, Tong'er..."
Ding Jilin looked at her, and she looked at Ding Jilin. The two of them spent the rest of their lives laughing and crying.
At this moment, the parchment tucked into Ding Jilin's waist suddenly began to buzz.
"ah?"
Ding Jilin hurriedly held the parchment in his hands and saw that the parchment was facing
Continuously annihilating into wisps of golden sand.
"What's going on?" He was shocked.
Lin Tong's mouth opened slightly, "What's going on?"
The next second, when Ding Jilin raised his head to look at Lin Tong, he found that Lin Tong's appearance had become empty. He couldn't help but raise his hand and whispered, "Tong'er..."
However, his fingers are constantly being annihilated into fine sand, and the illusion of flowing light is about to disappear.
"Tong'er, I..."
"Ding Jilin..."
The two of them were unable to move, and together they were annihilated in the long river of time along with the illusion.
…
"Whoa!"
After a ray of light, Ding Jilin turned into a ray of light and fell out of the ancient stone tablet. The moment he fell to the ground, he shouted "Tong'er..."
At this moment, all his memories were restored, letting him know that he had just experienced a dream and completed an SSR-level task.
On the other side, hundreds of miles away in the dawn mist.
"Whoa!"
A figure was also pushed out of the fantasy world. She looked about eighteen years old. She was wearing a black dress and had a beautiful face. She had a sword hanging from her waist. She stepped back several steps in a row. Her beautiful eyes were full of anxiety.
Ding Jilin..."
The next moment, she also recovered all her memories.
"Eh……"
The girl in the black skirt pursed her red lips, and the anxiety on her face was swept away, replaced by suspicion. After a few seconds, she relaxed and smiled, "I see, that's it... No wonder I was so excited when I first saw him."
I felt a strong connection of cause and effect, no... that was the second time I saw him..."
As she spoke, she turned around and sat on a huge rock, raised her lips slightly, turned to look in the direction of the ancient stone tablet, suddenly smiled, and immediately her body turned into a wisp of flying flames and disappeared between heaven and earth.
…
Ding Jilin's side.
She has obviously been transported out of the illusion of flowing light, and has seen her in the flowing light. That "she" should be Lin Tong. As for Lin Tong's identity, it is unknown. What will she grow into in the future with her extraordinary swordsmanship?
As a person, could it be that... Lin Tong is what Shi Lan looked like before she was alive?
That's not right, Lin Tong's surname is Lin and Shi Lan's surname is Shi, and Shi Lan has short hair and Lin Tong has long hair. Their appearance and temperament are completely different.
Forget it, just think about it and wait for the mission reward.
A few seconds later, a pleasant ringtone rang in my ears, and the SSR-level mission reward finally arrived——
"Ding!"
The system prompts you to congratulate you for completing the main quest "Her in the Streamer". You will be rewarded with +135 experience points for this level, +120,000 gold coins, +5 luck points, +22,500 reputation points, and the additional reward of Dawn Blade!
