In the tornado of clouds that penetrated the ground, Taoist Lin's sleeves and robes were like flags, and indescribable emotions surged in his heart.
He lost his parents when he was young, he studied art as a young man, he went down the mountain as a young man and became famous all over the world, his faction destroyed people in his middle age, and he was seriously injured and dying...
Martial Saint...
In front of his eyes, he seemed to see his former self again. In front of the mountain gate, the teacher asked him how to make a choice. He said that he would never give up the martial arts, nor would he give up the immortal way.
And now...
"teacher……"
Strong emotions surged into his chest, and then turned into a long roar that shook hundreds of miles and ten miles.
It is clear, high-pitched, lonely and exciting.
The long roar echoed around the fields, rumbling and vibrating continuously, causing excitement inside and outside the northwest city.
Many people in the martial arts world who were alarmed climbed up the wall or hurried out of the city. Some were shocked, some were horrified, and other expressions varied.
In front of the solitary grave, the wind howled, and Yang Yu looked into the sky. The emotion in the howling was extremely intense.
Suddenly, it seemed that an old man who had gone through many ups and downs was talking face to face, having spent half his life till now, more than seventy years of wind, frost, rain and snow.
"If you take my life, it's up to me..."
After thirty years of illness, he was like a tiger taking off its shackles or a dragon entering the sea. The hot blood spread through Lin Daoren's body layer by layer.
Wind and fire were in perfect harmony at this moment, and in the sight of many people, it seemed like a ball of fire burning as hot as the sun.
"Martial Saint!"
"Someone wants to break through the Martial Saint!"
"Yes, it's Taoist Lin!"
…
Outside the city, there was an uproar.
There are many warriors in the northwest Daocheng, and many of them are masters of the older generation who have heard of the reputation of Daoist Lin.
At this moment, I heard the roar and saw the fire and the waves, and everyone's hearts were shaking, and they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves!
Since ancient times, there have been only a few martial arts saints. This is a monument of martial arts, a monument of martial arts, and a myth of the world. How can you be calm after seeing it with your own eyes?
"Taoist Lin is burning his life?!"
Standing on the high flagpole, Qin Lihu was shocked and surprised.
He had opened the entrance door, and his perception was astonishing. Although he was far away, he still caught the familiar aura, but how could this be possible?
The last time I asked to see him, it was clear that this Taoist's energy and blood were as weak as a candle in the wind...
With a change of thought, he activated his true energy and approached quickly.
Since ancient times, there have been very few Martial Saints, and almost none of them can see a Martial Saint's breakthrough with their own eyes. Such an experience is extremely important to him at this time.
"Taoist Lin?!"
Qi Daoguang stepped forward, his eyes trembled with surprise and confusion.
A few days ago, he had just fought with him. At that time, Taoist Lin, although his martial arts attainments were extremely high, was full of twilight energy and was exhausted from anger and blood. Not to mention the martial arts saint, he might even fall from the position of grand master.
How long did it take to achieve a breakthrough?
He subconsciously took a step forward, but suddenly stopped, looking towards the lonely grave, and saw Yang Yu standing in the wind, holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes like torches.
Is it because of him?
After sweeping through Yang Yu's vitality that turned from white to black and flourished again, Qi Daoguang's heart trembled, and he heard roars like thunder, rumbling and shaking.
"You have to plant golden lotus in the fire!"
Boom!
In the sky, flames exploded, like a ball of golden lotus blooming in it.
At this moment, Qi Daoguang only saw the roaring ocean in the wind and rain. The sea was rising, gloomy and dangerous...
At a certain moment, golden light bloomed, and a big fish covered with scars rose from the abyss, accompanied by a roar that sounded like thunder,
Soaring like a Kunpeng in the sky!
"What a good Taoist Lin!"
Qi Daoguang couldn't help but admire him.
His perception is powerful, and besides Taoist Lin, he is the person closest to the threshold of the Martial Saint. Under concentration,
He could even detect the changes in Qi, blood and true energy in Lin Daoren's body.
This level is also called the life-burning level.
The flaming golden lotus is the blend of Qi and blood that Taoist Lin has practiced all his life. At this moment, Taoist Lin spared no effort and was fierce and decisive.
If you fail, you will die!
"He made a choice..."
In front of the solitary grave, Yang Yu's eyes were focused, his brows were half open, and he noticed more things than anyone else.
Is it possible to have both of the Ten Capitals of the Martial Saint?
The answer is yes.
Except for Zhang Xuanba, the other four people in the top five on the Splendid List, including Mu Qingliu and Black Mountain Old Demon, all possess both.
But it is extremely difficult to obtain both at the same time.
According to what Zhenyan Taoist said, those who become martial saints first will not be able to advance to the Ten Capitals no matter what. If you want to have both, you must first become the Ten Capitals, or the two must be synchronized.
The reason for this cannot be explained clearly by the truth practitioners. Maybe it is not the case, but the records that have been circulated since ancient times are all like this.
From a superficial perspective, this step does not seem difficult. However, only those who have actually made this decision will understand how difficult it is.
The difficulty of being a martial saint lies in talent, understanding, will, and practice, while the difficulty of Shidu lies in the difficulty of finding the destiny map, the sea of laws is vast, and luck is greater than one's own practice.
Lin Daoren, Qi Daoguang, Wang Muzhi, Tie Hengliu and other great masters with Taoist fruits can all touch the threshold of the Martial Saint.
But because it is difficult to achieve the Ten Capitals, you will have to waste ten years, decades, or even longer in front of the Martial Saint Sect!
The reason why Taoist Lin didn't make a breakthrough back then was because of this, but at this moment, he has already made a decision!
'He is so urgent, perhaps because he is afraid that he will still hesitate and regret...'
Yang Yu felt enlightened.
In the sky, the golden lotus flames scattered along with the roaring hurricane. Lin Daoren slowly landed on the ground, and the powerful blood flowed back.
At this moment, his breath was completely different!
He no longer had the weakness and old age he once had, and even though his long hair was half white, his aura was far more intense than before.
"Thank you."
After his energy and blood calmed down, Taoist Lin arrived in front of the solitary grave. He bowed to Warden Yang, then turned around and knelt down in front of the grave.
"teacher……"
As soon as he made a breakthrough, Lin Daoren seemed not to be very happy. In front of the tomb, there was great sorrow and sadness in his eyes.
"If the disciple hadn't been so stubborn back then..."
With a long sigh, Lin Daoren let out the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. When he stood up again, his whole aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.
When his eyes fell, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel shocked.
Taoist Lin, who is about to break through, has a heavy and powerful aura that seems to have surpassed that of Nie Longtian...
"Uncle Master~~~"
With a long cry, Zhao Kun ran over and fell to the ground far away. Seeing Taoist Lin promoted to the Martial Saint, he burst into tears for some unknown reason...
"Why are you crying!"
Taoist Lin fluttered his sleeves and robes, and invisible strength was already holding him up.
"After more than twenty years, another martial arts monument has been added to the world..."
As the words echoed, Qi Daoguang came with a halberd.
Taoist Lin's eyes were dark, and he said indifferently: "At this moment, the poor Taoist's illness is gone, but I really want to learn the ninth-level hegemonic fist again!"
"Ha~"
Qidaoguang chuckled, and Fang Tian slowly raised his halberd:
"This halberd from a certain family is already at the tenth level. It is used to teach the Fate-defying Sanshou. It's not impossible to think about it!"
call!
The halberd was raised, and his aura was bold and domineering. He faced Taoist Lin who had already broken through without any fear, and was even eager to try.
"If it works, of course it won't work."
Lin Daoren stretched his arms, and the energy and blood in his body was flowing like volcanic lava that had been accumulated for countless years.
The breath leaked out, causing a violent wind in the forest.
However, that was all. His stretched arms dropped and he shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, I am not very interested in you at this moment..."
"Not very interested?"
Qi Daoguang's brows raised, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes:
"There are more than one or two martial saints that Qi has fought against. Not to mention you who are about to break through. Even if Nie Longtian is here, what can you do to me?"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud roar exploded over the plain.
The red light burned the sky like a fire, and then it was retracted. Lin Daoren was still in the same place, seemingly motionless, but when Qi Daoguang suddenly retreated for more than ten feet, Fang Tian's painted halberd was clanging, as if he had been hit hard.
"The slightest difference makes them two completely different people..."
Gently flicking Fang Tian's painted halberd, Qi Daoguang's eyes became brighter, the arrogance around him rose, and the surrounding area was filled with a dense color.
A collision made his breath boil more and more.
"With the second-level body that supports the sky, no wonder you are so arrogant and domineering. It is indeed difficult for me to break through it at this moment, but..."
Gently stretching his fingers, Lin Daoren suddenly smiled, very coldly:
"Do you believe that just outside this city, a poor Taoist will hang you up and beat you?"
"Arrogant!"
Qi Daoguang's face darkened and he stepped forward to take action.
boom!
Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly broke through the air and was blocked by a long sword.
During the roar of the gas explosion, Yang Yu calmly spoke:
"Brother Qi, if you are in such a hurry, then there is no need to choose a date. How about you and I let go and fight now to decide the outcome?"
Zheng~
Fang Tian put his halberd back on his shoulder, and Qi Daoguang suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart. He had never been a person who would not say anything when angered, but when it came to 'lifting the sky and shaking the earth', he had to pinch his nose and endure it.
At this moment, there was no reaction from the two gods. He tried to force himself to take action, but he was afraid that he would gain nothing...
"Nine days later, I will come find you!"
This time, Qi Daoguang did not return to the city. He carried Fang Tian's painted halberd and walked towards the wild. After a few ups and downs, his back was no longer visible.
"This person's talent and martial arts skills are not inferior to yours, but he has more than twenty years of practice than you. He is so powerful that even a martial saint cannot break him..."
Looking at Qi Daoguang's leaving figure, Lin Daoren spoke, his voice cold and merciless:
"If you two fight against each other, your chances of winning are only three points."
"In front of the Wusheng Gate, no matter how high it is, it can only be like this. Twenty more years, or thirty years of practice, is actually meaningless."
Yang Yu responded casually. He didn't like to talk about victory or defeat, so he said instead:
"You owe me three things. You can't leave until you pay them back."
He naturally understands Taoist Lin's thoughts. The reason why he is eager for a breakthrough is because he is aiming at Dayan Mountain...
"Three things are what you said, but Pindao didn't agree to them."
Lin Daoren replied coldly.
"That's up to you."
No longer paying attention to Lin Daoren's duplicity, Yang Yu sat on the ground, closing his eyes attentively, feeling the subtle changes in his body.
This ginseng fruit made up for all the longevity he had consumed, and there was even some leftover.