Lin Xun is dead.

Yun Qingbai felt a little regretful. For the first time in these years, he had such a firm idea of ​​killing, but before he could take action, his opponent was dead.

This made Yun Qingbai feel sad that fate is so good.

"Let's go."

Yun Qingbai shook his head, carried his hands on his back, and floated away.

A group of descendants of Tongtian Sword Sect followed closely, and they felt a little regretful. Lin Xun died, but unfortunately he was not dead at their hands...

This feeling made them both happy, but not completely happy.

From this day on, in the upper nine realms, there was less and less talk about Lin Xun, and until then, no one cared about it.

After all, even if a dead person is so amazing during his lifetime, he will be just a piece of loess and a pile of dead bones that dissipate in the storm!

...

Outside the forbidden area of ​​the Styx River, there is a lush forest.

A year after the news of Lin Xun's death came out, a thatched cottage appeared in the forest, with flower gardens, medicinal fields and lush flowers and trees built outside the cottage.

Every day, there will be a woman wearing plain clothes and white clothes, working hard in the flower garden and medicinal fields. Occasionally, she will sit on a wooden stool under the eaves, rubbing a treasure cauldron in her hand, and be stunned.

The woman is clear and beautiful, like a bright moon, and her appearance is gentle and quiet, but she looks a little thinner than before.

"Master Jingxuan, he is dead. When will you wait here?"

Every once in a while, Yan Zhanqiu will appear here, his expression is more complicated and his mood is more angry.

Because of Lin Xun, why is this?

He doesn't understand.

I don't want to understand either!

"There are countless opportunities in the upper nine realms. If you wait here, you are wasting your own opportunities for practice and abandoning your own path!"

"Junior Sister Jingxuan, come with me. You have a great future. Why bother to let down your great years for a dead person?"

Every time, Yan Zhanqiu would try his best to persuade him, but every time he returned without success.

This made him gradually lose patience and gradually rarely come to visit him again.

Zhao Jingxuan didn't care about these things at all.

She never believed that he would die like this.

...

Time passes like a flash of time.

The second year of being trapped at the bottom of the Styx River is also the third year of the Supreme Realm descending to the ancient wasteland.

Lin Xun woke up from meditation.

The dim Wujiu lamp swayed, and in the void, in the furnace and cauldron, the illusory light and glow flowed like a tide in the tide.

It can be seen that a broken blade floats and sinks in it, mysterious and holy.

On the ground, the magical materials that were originally like piles of hills had been used up and were empty.

Based on perception alone, Lin Xun knew that the power of the broken blade had increased by about 10% again.

It seems that the improvement is not as great as the first time, but Lin Xun knew that the power of the broken blade would be more difficult as it would be, just like practicing, the higher the heavier it would be.

It is already very good to be able to increase the power of 10%.

clang!

Lin Xun took out his hand and took back the broken blade.

Compared to before retreating at the bottom of the Styx, the broken blade becomes more transparent, illusory, and holy, but has an extremely restrained and peerless edge!

It looks like a piece of white light, as light as a feather, but its breath is completely different from before.

Unfortunately, the broken blade has not yet transformed into a complete form.

This made Lin Xun realize that for a long time from now on, if he wanted to transform the blade, ordinary magical materials would no longer be able to do it.

puff!

Lin Xun held the broken blade in his hand and pierced the wound deep into the bone marrow on his wrist. Blood flowed out like a spring.

But in just a blink of an eye, the wound recovered as before, and there was no trace of the wounded scar at all!

This is the restoration power of the Immortal Dao to be upgraded to the "Tao Truth".

Moo ~

Then, as Lin Xun's thoughts moved, a dragon roar rang out from his body, and suddenly, his body emitted a vast, majestic and grand dragon power.

In a trance, it was no longer a person sitting cross-legged, but a dragon entrenched with its head held high!

People are like dragons!

The ultimate mystery of the Nine Changes of the Dragon Tribulation is the melting dragon, which transforms the dragon son of different shapes into a real dragon, which will lead to a new transformation in this inheritance.

If Lin Xun was seen by other monks at this moment, he would probably think that he was a pure-blood descendant of the True Dragon lineage!

"The cultivation level has reached its level of perfection. Now, there is only one opportunity to advance to break the realm and trigger the thunder of thunder..."

Lin Xun felt the transformation of his strength around him and thought silently.

I have been trapped at the bottom of the Styx for the second year, and I have made significant improvements in both martial arts, enlightenment, and practice.

Even the power of the broken blade has improved.

This change is undoubtedly amazing, but for Lin Xun, it is a natural thing.

His soul can practice martial arts, enlightenment, and cultivation at the same time, which saves him a lot of precious time.

At the same time, the "control of the heart and understanding the Tao" method of prisoning the bull's heart has made him make great progress in the practice of the Tao!

Even the cultivation of cultivation is supported by many royal medicines and magical medicines. Compared with the effect of practicing in the Cave Heaven and Blessings, it is even worse than that of being better!

Perhaps the only trouble is that being trapped here makes Lin Xun completely isolated from the world and unable to learn about the outside world.

"I think everyone thinks I'm gone..."

Thinking of this, Lin Xun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The only thing that can solve the current dilemma may be to break the situation as soon as possible!

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, and before you know it, another two years have passed.

In the upper nine realms, after the first few years of fierce fighting and struggle, the power structure has stabilized, and any opportunity for birth has been visited by powerful people from all sides.

Some places of opportunity that have not yet been born have been paid attention to.

The entire situation in the upper nine realms has entered a relatively quiet dormant period.

In recent years, all the strong people who have gained opportunities and treasures in fierce competition and fighting are undoubtedly lucky.

Now, these strong people have chosen to go into seclusion one after another, digest the opportunities they have obtained, so as to strengthen their cultivation, and everything is for strengthening themselves!

Only by improving cultivation and strong combat power can we survive the competition in the next few years and be proud of the heroes in the top competition!

"Junior Sister Jingxuan, do you know that in the upper nine realms, some people have entered the realm of the five disasters of immortality."

On this day, Yan Zhanqiu came again. Looking at Zhao Jingxuan who was sitting silently under the eaves of the thatched hut, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Immediately, he forced himself to be energetic and said with a smile, "It's a pity that the guy who entered the Five Tribulations of Eternal Life is not a king of utmost importance, and it's not worth worrying about."

Zhao Jingxuan was still silent.

She has been waiting here for three years, with the thatched huts, medicinal fields, and flower gardens... carefully repaired by her, and now it is a quiet and quiet scenery.

However, the person she was waiting for still never appeared.

"Junior Sister Jingxuan, you have been delaying here for two years. Do you know, what have you missed?"

Yan Zhanqiu took a deep breath and said, "At present, the most dazzling figures such as Ruyun Qingbai, Chi Lingxiao, Bailongting, Lin Xue, Ye Maha have all entered the realm of the Three Tribulations of Eternal Life! But what about you, your cultivation level is still stuck in the king realm during these three years. If you delay like this, you will only fall behind more and more in the future!"

He was heartbroken.

With Zhao Jingxuan's background and talent, if it were not for the three years of delay, even if he could not enter the realm of the Three Tribulations of Eternal Life, at least he could enter the realm of the Two Tribulations of Eternal Life!

Zhao Jingxuan ignored him and never said a word.

This made Yan Zhanqiu's face look unstable. After a long time of gritting his teeth, he said angrily: "Junior Sister Jingxuan, why not tell you that even if Lin Xun is alive, I will kill him with my own hands. What you are waiting for is destined to be a dead person!"

After saying that, he left with his sleeves.

Zhao Jingxuan looked up slightly, looked at Yan Zhanqiu's leaving figure, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

If he is alive, how can you be qualified to be enemies with him?

...

"Have been trapped in this for four years..."
To be continued...