boom!
In the tornado that ran through the earth clouds, Lin Daoren's sleeves were like flags, and his indescribable emotions were surging in his heart.
He lost his relatives when he was young, learned art when he was young, and became famous when he went down the mountain. In middle age, he destroyed people and died seriously injured and died...
Martial Saint...
In front of him, he seemed to see his former self again. In front of the mountain gate, the teacher asked him how to make a decision. He said that he would never abandon martial arts, but also the immortal arts would not give up.
And now...
"teacher……"
A strong emotion surged into the chest, and then turned into a long roar, which shook hundreds or ten miles.
Clear, high-pitched, lonely and exciting.
The long whistle echoed all over the fields, rumbling and shaking, causing boiling inside and outside the Northwest Road city.
Many people who were alarmed in martial arts came up to the wall or walked out of the city quickly. Some were shocked and some were shocked, and all kinds of behaviors were mixed.
In front of the lonely grave, the wind roared, and Yang Yu looked into the air from afar, and the emotions in the roar were extremely strong.
In a trance, it seemed like an old man who had experienced ups and downs, who had told him face to face for half of his life, and had more than seventy years of wind, frost, rain and snow.
"If I get my life, I will all be..."
Thirty years of ups and downs have passed, like a tiger riding from its shackles, a dragon entering the sea, and the scorching blood and energy spreading layer by layer on Lin Daoren.
The wind and fire are perfectly harmonious at this moment, and in the sight of many people, they are like a ball of fire that is burning like the scorching sun.
"Martial Saint!"
"Someone wants to break through to the Martial Saint!"
"Yes, it's Dao Ren Lin!"
...
Outside the city, there was an uproar.
There are many martial artists in the northwest Daocheng, including many older generation masters who have heard of Lin Daoren’s reputation.
At this moment, I heard the long roar and saw the fire and waves of air, my heart was shaking, and I was so excited that I couldn't suppress myself!
Since ancient times, there are only a few martial saints. This is the pinnacle of martial arts, the monument of martial arts, and the myths of the martial arts world, and the myths of the rivers and lakes. How can we calm down with our own eyes?
"Dao Ren Lin is burning his life?!"
On the high flagpole, Qin Lihu was shocked and surprised.
His entrance was already open, and his perception was amazing. Although it was very far apart, he also captured the familiar aura. But how could this be possible?
When I asked for a meeting last time, this Taoist man clearly had a weak qi and blood as weak as a candle in the wind...
After a change of thought, he had already stimulated his true energy and approached quickly.
Since ancient times, there have been few martial saints, and there are almost no one who can see the martial saint breaking through with his own eyes. Such experiences are extremely important to him at this time.
"Dao Ren Lin?!"
The light of Qidao arrived step by step, and the tiger's eyes shook, with surprise and confusion.
A few days ago, he had just fought with him. At that time, Daoren Lin had extremely high martial arts attainments, but he was full of energy and energy, and he was depressed. Not to mention the Martial Saint, he even had the possibility of falling from the position of Grandmaster.
How long has it been before we can actually break through?
He subconsciously took a step forward, but suddenly stopped. He looked at the lonely grave and saw Yang Yu standing in the wind, pressing his long sword in his hand, his eyes as if like torch.
Is it because of him?
After sweeping Yang Yu's vitality from white to black, which was once again brisk, Qi Daoguang's heart trembled, and he heard a long roar like thunder and rumble.
"Fang De planted golden lotus in the fire!"
Boom!
In the sky, flames burst, like a ball of golden lotus blooming in it.
At this moment, Qi Daoguang only felt that he could see the vast ocean surging and roaring in the wind and rain, and the tides of the sea rose, gloomy and dangerous.
At some point, golden light bloomed, and a big fish covered with scars rose into the abyss, accompanied by the long roar of thunder,
Like a Kunpeng soaring into the sky!
"What a Taoist Lin!"
Qi Daoguang couldn't help but admire.
His perception is strong, and he is the person who is closest to the threshold of the Martial Saint except Dao Ren Lin, and he is concentrating his mind.
He could even detect the changes in the qi and blood and true energy in Lin Dao Ren's body.
This level is also called the level of life burning.
The fire golden lotus was the fusion of the qi and blood that Dao Ren had practiced throughout his life. At this moment, Dao Ren spared no effort and was brave and decisive.
If not, you will die!
"He made a choice..."
In front of the lonely grave, Yang Yu's eyes were calm and his eyebrows were half open. He noticed more things than anyone else.
Can you get both the Ten Capitals of the Martial Saint?
The answer is yes.
In the top five in the Jinxiu list, except for Zhang Xuanba, the other four people, including Mu Qingliu and the Black Mountain Old Demon, all have both.
But it is extremely difficult to get both.
According to the Taoist Mantra, if you become a Martial Saint first, you will not be able to be promoted to the Tendus. If you want to obtain both, you must first become Tendus, or the two must be synchronized.
The reason is not understood by the Taoist Zhenyan. Perhaps this is not the case, but the records that have been circulated since ancient times are all like this.
From the perspective of the situation, this step seems not difficult, but only those who really get to this choice will understand the difficulties.
The difficulty of the Martial Saint lies in his talent, understanding, will, and cultivation, while the difficulty of the Ten Capitals lies in the difficulty of finding the fate map. The vast sea of ​​laws is greater than his own cultivation.
Daoren Lin, 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 ten, I have to waste ten years in front of the Martial Saint's Sect, decades, or even longer!
The reason why Daoren Lin was slow to break through was because of this, and at this moment, he had already made a decision!
‘He was so urgent, maybe because he was afraid that he would hesitate and regret…’
An enlightenment arose in Yang Yu's heart.
In the sky, the golden lotus fire scattered with the whistling hurricane. Lin Daoren slowly landed on the ground, and the vigorous qi and blood flowed backwards.
At this moment, his aura was different!
Without the weakness and dusk energy of the past, even though his long hair is half white, its aura is far more intense than before.
"Thank you."
After his qi and blood were calmed down, Daoren Lin had already arrived at the lonely grave. He bowed to Guan Yu Yang for a long time, then turned around and knelt in front of the grave.
"teacher……"
After breaking through, Daoren Lin seemed to be indifferent to his joy. In front of the tomb, there was great sorrow and sadness in his eyes.
"If the disciples were not so stubborn back then..."
Amid the long sighs, Daoren Lin exhaled the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. When he stood up again, his aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.
When his eyes fell, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel shocked.
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"Uncle Master~~~"
Dragging the long crying sound, Zhao Kun ran wildly and fell to the ground from afar. Seeing that Dao Ren Lin was promoted to the Martial Saint, he suddenly burst into tears for some reason.
"Why are you crying!"
Lin Daoren's sleeves shook, and the invisible force had already supported it.
"After more than twenty years, another martial arts monument has been added to the world..."
As the voice echoed, the light of enlightenment came with the halberd.
Daoren Lin's eyes were dark and he said lightly: "At this moment, I have been exhausted. I really want to experience the Ninth-grade Domineering Fist again!"
“Ha~”
Qi Daoguang laughed and Fang Tian's painting halberd slowly raised:
"This halberd in a certain family is already above the tenth grade. It is used to learn about the rebellious life. I think it's not impossible!"
call!
The halberd was raised, his breath was flamboyant and domineering. He faced Daoren Lin who had already broken through, without any fear, and even had the desire to try.
"It will certainly not be successful."
Lin Daoren stretched his arms, and the blood in his body was flowing like volcanic magma that had been accumulated for countless years.
The breath leaked, causing a sudden storm in the forest.
However, that's all. After stretching his arms, he shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that I'm not very interested in you at this moment..."
"Not interested?"
Qi Daoguang raised his eyebrows, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes:
"The Martial Saint Qi is fighting against you, not to mention you who are about to break through, even if Nie Longtian is here, what can I do to me?"
Boom!
As the words came to an end, a blast had exploded over the plain.
The red color was like fire that spread to the sky, and it was closed with one blow. Dao Ren Lin was still in place, as if there was no movement or stillness. When the Dao Light was opened, it retreated more than ten feet. Fang Tian's painting halberd was roaring, as if it was hit hard.
"The difference between the two is completely different..."
Swinging the Fang Tian Hua Ji, Qi Daoguang's eyes became brighter, the aura around him rose, and the scorching surroundings were filled with misty colors.
With a collision, his breath became more and more boiling.
"It's no wonder that you are so arrogant and domineering in the second level of the world. It's really hard to break the situation at this moment, but..."
With his five fingers gently stretched, Daoren Lin suddenly smiled, very cold:
"Believe it or not, right outside this city, I will hang you up and beat you?"
"Arrogant!"
Qi Daoguang's face darkened and he took action.
boom!
The Fang Tian Hua Ji, which suddenly broke through the air, was blocked by a long sword.
As the air exploded, Yang Yu said calmly:
"Brother Qi, if you are so urgent, you don't need to choose a date. You and I will let go of the battle at this moment. How about the outcome?"
Zheng ~
Fang Tian's painting halberd was put back on his shoulders, and Qi Daoguang suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart. He was never a person who was angry but was related to "striking the sky and shaking the earth", so he had to pinch his nose and endure it.
At this moment, the two gods had no reaction. He forced himself to take action, but I was afraid he would not get much...
"Nine days later, I'll come to find you!"
This time, Qi Daoguang did not return to the city, and walked into the wild with Fang Tian's painting halberd. With a few ups and downs, he no longer saw his back.
"This person's talent and martial arts are not inferior to you, but he has practiced more than twenty years more than you. He is strong in his practice and practices horizontally, and even the Martial Saint cannot defeat him..."
Looking at Qi Daoguang's departure, Daoren Lin spoke, his voice was cold and merciless:
"You two fight, your chances of winning are only three points."
"No matter how high a person is, he will be like this. If he has more than twenty years or more practice, it is actually meaningless, and the difference is not very good."
He responded casually, and Yu Yang did not like to discuss the victory or defeat on the verbal side, and instead said:
"You owe me three things and you can only leave after paying them back."
He naturally understood the reason why Daoren Lin was eager to make a breakthrough was that he was afraid that he was interested in Dayan Mountain...
"Three things are what you said, but I didn't agree."
Daoren Lin replied coldly.
"That's up to you."
Daoren Lin, who no longer cared about right and wrong, sat on the ground, focused his eyes and felt the subtle changes in his body.
Chapter completed!