The sun and moon change, spring passes and autumn comes.
In the wilderness where Lin Ming was, he seemed to have fallen asleep forever.
His body was covered with fallen leaves, followed by dust, layer after layer, covering him.
The original fairyland was actually just an illusion. When Shengmei left, the illusion naturally disappeared.
Not far from Lin Ming was the wild forest, where wild beasts often appeared.
There was a hungry rot wolf that wanted to feed Lin Ming. However, when it got closer, it was frightened by the aura coming from the Devil Tree not far from Lin Ming, and then ran away in despair.
Year after year, Lin Ming lay here like an empty shell.
He felt that his life fire was weakening and his cultivation level was also declining.
The disappearance of his original soul power led to the exhaustion of his life.
He felt that he might not live long.
Tianyan Star, the place where he was born and raised, will eventually become his burial place...
He wonders what's going on with the human race. Have they established new bases in foreign lands and spread their branches?
Did Shenmeng Tianzun escape the pursuit of the saints?
Sansheng old man, does he have no regrets in this life?
And Tianzun Haoyu... He is not strong and he is not very old, but he stubbornly follows Tianzun Shenmeng to participate in the near-death battle of war, wind, literature. Will he survive?
Lin Ming sighed softly. At this time, he was no longer qualified to care about these things. He was a genius and was determined to become the ultimate true god, and even reach the realm of the master of the Asura Road.
But in the end, his cultivation stopped at the peak of the Holy Lord. He had never reached the realm of the King. To tell the truth, it was a huge irony.
On this day, Lin Ming slowly stood up. Thick soil had accumulated on his body, and green grass had even grown.
He felt like he didn't have much vitality, but after all, he didn't want to rot into dust here.
At the last moment of his life, he wanted to take a look at some places in Tianyan Star.
Then wait for death calmly.
He's gone.
left this wasteland.
He didn't fly or break through space. Although with his remaining cultivation level, it was still easy to do these things.
He just walked with his own feet, one footprint at a time, and measured the land with his pace.
He walks very slowly but very persistently.
He spread his perception and found the direction.
He climbed mountains on foot, waded across rivers, and swam across the sea...
The sea in Tianyanxing is very vast. He broke through the huge waves and swam with the giant whales like mountain peaks in the sea. He saw the thick lightning streaking across the sky, splitting the vast ocean, and saw the divine rainbow crossing after the rain.
The sky extends to the horizon.
If a mortal sees all the scenes in the deep sea, he will be amazed and his mind will be broadened.
However, after Lin Ming saw it, his expression remained calm.
Finally, he crossed this sea. He had already used his senses to detect it before and knew that this sea was the South China Sea.
Back then, I fought against Xuan Wuji in the Demonic Territory of the South China Sea.
After swimming through the South China Sea, his destination was almost here. He wanted to go to Qingsang City, the place where he lived back then, and take a look...
This is his last wish in this life.
He took out a wooden spirit jade mask from the Sumeru Ring that he used in the Jiuding Kingdom and put it on his face.
He knew that many people in the Southern Sky Territory and the Tianyun Kingdom had seen his portrait, and he did not want to be recognized because he guessed that the Divine Territory might have fallen by this time.
Although the war has not affected Tianyan Star, this may only be temporary. If the Saints find out that they are on Tianyan Star, the consequences will be disastrous.
Lin Ming didn't care about his own life, but this would bring bad luck to Tianyan Star.
Everyone on this planet may be buried with him.
He put on the mask and continued to move forward, step after step.
On this day, a mountain appeared in front of him.
This mountain is extremely high and steep, like a divine sword thrust into the ground.
Lin Ming looked up at the mountain, was silent for a moment, and began to climb with bare hands.
"Hey, brother, don't climb this mountain, you can't climb it."
When Lin Ming started climbing, he suddenly heard someone talking behind him. He turned around and saw that the speakers were a young man and woman.
They all hold long swords and are mortal warriors.
The man is in his twenties and the woman is only ten years old. Their cultivation levels are at the acquired stage and the pulse condensation stage respectively. According to the standards of the mortal world, if they have such cultivation levels at such a young age, they are definitely considered heroes.
When they saw the mask on Lin Ming's face, they were slightly startled. They seemed not to have expected that this man was so weird and wore such a cold and heartless mask. It looked like he was also a weirdo.
However, they still said politely: "I see that you are not very old and have very good physical strength. You are also practicing martial arts. Are you climbing this Sword Mountain to seek the apprenticeship of the Sword Immortal on this mountain? I advise you.
Just give up. I'm not saying it harshly. With your cultivation, it's impossible to go up the mountain. Even if you go up, you won't be able to become a disciple. I heard that in a few days, the swordsman of Jianshan will make friends with his sword. When that time comes,
, the masters from the Southern Sky Region will come to watch the ceremony, but even so, there are still many people who cannot go up this mountain. We are only able to go up once because of the master!"
The young men and women said this, and the girls among them were a little proud. They were obviously brothers and sisters, and their master seemed to be very famous in the Southern Sky Territory.
Lin Ming remained silent, turned around, and continued climbing. From beginning to end, he did not say a word.
He had already become disheartened, and his last long-cherished wish in this life was just to see the place where Tian Yanxing lived and fought, and he did not want to come into contact with the people here.
To this world, he is just a passerby, a gray brushstroke...
Seeing Lin Ming's appearance, the young man opened his mouth and felt a little stupid.
The little junior sister next to her stamped her feet angrily and said angrily: "You really treat your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs. Why is this person like this? He deserves to suffer a little!"
The senior brother next to him spread his hands and said: "Looking at him wearing a mask, he has a weird temper. He is probably a weirdo. Let's ignore him and wait for a few more hours. Master should be back. I don't know what he is."
What kind of gift did you bring to Jianshan Sword Immortal..."
The two young senior brothers and sisters were talking to each other, and they didn't care about Lin Ming at all.
They thought that Lin Ming would be unable to bear it any longer and would go down the mountain in embarrassment. They waited at the bottom of the mountain. However, what surprised them was that after Lin Ming went up the mountain, there was no news. It seemed that he had actually climbed up.
At this time, Lin Ming had actually climbed halfway up the mountain. He could cross such a mountain in one step, but today, he climbed very slowly.
He felt the strong sword energy on this mountain.
From Lin Ming's point of view, this sword energy was certainly not strong.
But if placed in the mortal world, especially in the Southern Sky Territory, this sword energy was incredibly strong. Lin Ming could even feel an endless and mighty power from the sword energy, like...
Mountains, rivers and seas.
This is a kind of artistic conception, which belongs to the artistic conception of sword.
The young man and woman said before that the reason why warriors from the Southern Sky Territory were unable to climb this mountain was probably because of the sword intent.
In the Southern Territory, it is extremely rare to have such a prodigy with a sword.
However, Lin Ming had no interest in all of this. He was just passing by here, and he still looked indifferent as he climbed the mountain.
However, at this moment, a clear whistle was suddenly heard, and a green rainbow shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the clouds in the sky.
In the clouds, there is a vague figure in green clothes, who looks to be about thirty years old.
This man is holding two swords, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and is high-spirited.
Although it was just a glimpse, Lin Ming's sharp eyesight allowed him to clearly see the appearance of this thirty-year-old man.
Could he be...
Lin Ming moved slightly. After more than one hundred and thirty years, the other person's appearance had changed slightly, but he still recognized him.
This person was his opponent in the finals of the Qixuan Valley General Sect's martial arts competition. His surname was Jiang and his given name was Bo Yun.
Jiang Boyun, is the sword immortal on this sword mountain actually him...
Lin Ming was surprised, but then he was relieved.
Yes, in the entire Nantian Territory, Jiang Boyun was regarded as an outstanding young hero back then. At his current age, he has become a swordsman. It is reasonable for him to have such sword intent. (To be continued...)