Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

The mountains and rivers are like forests, and the grass and trees are like the sea. Looking around, you can see a green color pouring out like a vast ocean.

Lin Longxiang stopped in mid-air. He lowered his eyes and looked down. He saw a large spiritual field in the center of the forest sea, and many rare birds and animals were playing in it.

call!
As soon as he thought about it, he landed in front of a bamboo forest in the forest.

The bamboo forest is quiet and beautiful, and there seems to be the gentle sound of the piano.

Lin Longxiang carried the divine sword on his back, looked around, then slightly cupped his hands, and said loudly: "Lin Longxiang of the Prison Tower, please see the contemporary sword master!"

There are far more sects in Dongzhou than those dynasties.

There are sects of various sizes in countless famous mountains, rivers, and even major cities.

But apart from the three major holy lands and the ten major sects, there are not many sects that can be passed down for thousands of years.

Most of the small sects may have just been established today, but they will be destroyed tomorrow and disappear in the long river of history.

The traces, inheritance, and magic weapons left behind have also become adventures for generations after generations.

Yangdao Sect is an insignificant small sect among the countless sects in Dongzhou.

There are only three or five people in one generation, and the disciples never get together.

The only one others could find was the head of the Yangdao Sect.

And every generation of masters, no matter what their real names are, will call themselves the sword masters.

hum!
As his voice fell, the sound of the piano floating around suddenly stopped.

It seemed that someone was pressing the piano with his hand to silence the sound.

After a pause, an old and ethereal voice came from the bamboo forest:
"Since Fellow Daoist Lin is here, come in."

Lin Longxiang nodded, and then stepped into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is not an ordinary bamboo forest. The bamboos in it are all carefully cultivated spiritual plants. Their roots are as green as jade and exude a mysterious fragrance.

In the woods, there are spirit bears of different sizes, with black and white body hair, and they look honest and silly.

Walking through the bamboo forest, the view gradually broadens, and a clear spring flows.

There are also several thatched huts standing in an orderly manner.

A burly old man was fishing with his back to Linlongxiang. He was wearing a brown bamboo hat and a gray-white raincoat.

"Lin Longxiang, I've met senior!"

Seeing this person, Lin Longxiang bowed slightly.

The Yangdao Sect seems to have only been inherited for more than [-] years. Compared with the ten major sects and the three major holy places, it is naturally insignificant.

But among the many small sects, it can be regarded as having a long tradition.

Not to mention, there are only three or five people in each generation of Yangdaomen.

It is naturally very rare to be passed down for such a long time, and it also has a strong foundation.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you're welcome."

The burly figure spoke slowly, then turned around.

As soon as the bamboo hat woven from weeds was lifted up, the black and white bear face was revealed.

This so-called sword master is also a white bear!
An old monster!

But Lin Longxiang didn't feel the slightest surprise. It was obviously not the first time.

"More than ten years have passed. Is Fellow Daoist Lin here to retaliate?"

The sword master spoke.

His voice is old, but not unpleasant. Instead, it carries a sense of vicissitudes of life.

It seems that the old monk who has seen through the world of mortals is chanting sutras devoutly in front of the Buddha statue.

"More than ten years ago, thanks to the guidance of my seniors, Lin Longxiang achieved what he has achieved today."

Lin Longxiang stood up slowly and turned his right hand.

An ordinary short sword, like a piece of paper, floated towards the sword master:

"Senior once said that if I cultivated my divine body, I could go down the mountain and return the sword."

"Today, the day has come."

laugh!
The short knife was extremely sharp and penetrated deep into the soil after landing. The black and white soil almost covered the handle.

The sword master nodded: "Everyone gets what they need, and you don't need to thank me."

"call!"

Lin Longxiang slowly exhaled and then said: "I'm here today to retaliate!"

"Secondly, I want to beg for another knife!"

"The law of karma between you and me is just this one knife."

The sword master shook his head and refused directly.

"senior?"

Lin Longxiang frowned a little.

Then, he took out a small green bottle from the Qiankun bag: "This is a bottle of top-notch golden body pills, and there are two better-quality holy manifestation pills in it..."

"It's not about the pill."

The sword master still shook his head: "Our sect's rule is that when you lend a knife on credit, you will never take anything from outside your body."

"The pills in the Prison Tower are naturally very good, but they are not enough for me to make an exception and break the rules."

Yangdao Sect is based on Dongzhou and the world, relying on non-dispute!

No matter what resources, what magic weapon, what disciples, what opportunities, there is no contest.

He gave his knife to others on credit and never charged anything.

"Senior knows, what do I want?"

Lin Longxiang's eyes suddenly became serious.

The secret is unpredictable!

Among the many sects and the three holy places, there are only a few who can truly deduce the secrets of heaven.

Although there is one in the Prison Tower, it is not something he, Lin Longxiang, can control.

"Naturally know."

The sword master nodded: "You want to ask for the secret of Tianjiao City, the King's Tower."

"Senior knows?"

Lin Longxiang concentrated slightly and looked closely at the sword master in front of him.

"The King's Platform..."

The sword master recited it again, nodded, and shook his head: "Although I know its origin, I don't know the mystery."

"Even if you beg me, I can't help you."

"Could it be that even the seniors don't know the secret?"

Lin Longxiang frowned, feeling a little suspicious.

"Even the ancient Holy Emperors and those heavenly overlords are not omniscient, omnipotent, and omniscient."

"Not to mention me?"

The sword master smiled, and the fur on his face was blown by the breeze.

"Senior, if you don't agree to me, why do you still want to see me?"

Lin Longxiang didn't know if the sword master in front of him was lying to him.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

This sword master's cultivation is unfathomable.

At least it’s also in the golden realm!
He is no match at all, and even if he has reached the golden body level, he may not dare to actually take action.

After all, in the past years, a lot of Taoist masters fell into the hands of this sword master.

"If I don't see you, you will definitely not leave and wait patiently outside the bamboo forest."

"Maybe in the end, you will find a way to break in. If that's the case, why don't I see you?"

The sword master's eyes were deep and he spoke slowly. Lin Longxiang looked at him and felt a slight chill in his heart.

This look was like a complete insight into his thoughts!
"In that case..."

Lin Longxiang took a deep breath, then cupped his hands and said, "I'll take my leave now."

Of course he wouldn't beg, he cupped his hands, put down the Golden Body Pill, and turned to leave.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, stay here for now."

Lin Longxiang was about to leave, but the sword master stopped him.

Lin Longxiang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior, what else can I do?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are extremely talented. In the past 2 years in Dongzhou, there are not many people with better talents than you..."

The sword master stared at Lin Longxiang and said calmly:

"You have gained a lot."

"The inheritance of the Prison Tower is enough for you to practice for a thousand years, so why ask for more?"

"If you have great ambitions, you might as well practice quietly in the mountains for 2000 years."

"When you come out of the mountain again, you will definitely shine brightly!"

"Ok?"

Lin Longxiang didn't expect that he would say this, but after he reacted, his face suddenly became extremely solemn: "Senior, what I want to say is that I am in danger when I go to Zhuwangtai..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sword master drooped his eyelids, covered his eyes, and said calmly: "I didn't say anything."

Lin Longxiang paused for a moment, thinking a lot in his mind.

After stopping for a long time, he bowed longly and then quickly retreated.

He vaguely guessed what the sword master wanted to say.

call!
After Lin Longxiang left, calm returned to the bamboo forest.Then, the sword master looked at a white bear sitting by the stream not far away, and asked: "Why don't you play the piano?"

The white bear was taller and burlier.

Hearing the sword master's inquiry, he couldn't help but ask: "Ancestor, what is that King's Tower?"

"The King's Platform..."

"That is a cemetery, a cemetery where heroes and heroes are buried..."

The sword master's eyes were dim, as if he was thinking about something:
"That was a long, long time ago."

"Since that one became enlightened, he has traveled all over the world and across the sea of ​​​​stars, collecting all the bones of his former enemies and burying them in one place."

"Later generations will call it, the Tower of Kings!"

"The bones of the kings are buried, no wonder it is called the King's Platform..."

The tall white bear looked a little dazed, but then he said in surprise: "Is it just the enemy's bones?"

"Only enemies."

The sword master nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "Where does that Heavenly Lord have any friends?"

"But...but ancestor, if you tell Lin Longxiang not to come out of the mountain, do you mean that he will die on the King's Platform?"

The white bear asked again.

"It's not..."

The sword master shook his head.

He never told the truth to Lin Longxiang, but he did not hide anything about this white bear: "I can't predict the future, but his only chance of survival is in the Prison Tower!"

"If we don't come out of the mountain, there may be a chance of survival if the person from the Prison Tower is there."

"If we go out of the mountain, we can't say for sure."

"That would be a pity."

After listening, the white bear shook his head and sighed.

He could tell that Lin Longxiang was a little disapproving and would definitely not take the sword master's words to heart.

Therefore, he naturally felt a little pity for this talented person who was famous for a while.

The Dao Master knocked on the fishing rod in his hand, flicked the fishing line, and landed in the clear river water.

Then, he slowly said:

"These people, everyone wants to sweep away their contemporaries, everyone wants to be invincible in the world, everyone wants to become a saint and become an ancestor, and everyone in the world will be respected by them!"

"But since ancient times, there have been many corpses on the road of the overlord. The tyrannical kings and powerful people all died violently, let alone these geniuses?"

"Why bother?"

But the young white bear, after hearing the words kings, deities, and overlords.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Of course he knew that the sword master's words were intended to dispel his thoughts.

But since Huangyun Tianzun achieved enlightenment and achieved the position of unparalleled overlord, the world has undergone drastic changes, and a full million years have passed.

No one will be able to cultivate to the level of Heavenly Lord and achieve the state of immortality.

In the future, another major change will occur between heaven and earth, which will be the best opportunity for many people, and it will also be his best opportunity.

If you miss it, you will regret it for life.

"Who in the world can not die?"

"Neither the ancient Holy Emperor nor those heavenly overlords can do it!"

The young white bear stroked the strings with his thick palms, his eyes bright:

"Since you are going to die eventually, why not choose the most glorious and glorious path?"

"Even if it burns out, there will be no regrets."

The sword master didn't speak, just sighed softly:

"Then...it's up to you."

call!
The air currents howled and the wind swept across.

Lin Longxiang stepped into the sky, with blood all over his body, crossing the sky like a shooting star.

"The King's Platform..."

Lin Longxiang's face was as solemn as water, his eyes were deep, mysterious and unpredictable.

He had naturally guessed what the sword master wanted to say.

But this made him a little unacceptable and a little unbelievable.

He couldn't guess who could kill him?
Chi Yun Xian?Wu Qingyun?
or someone else?
Over the past hundred years in Dongzhou, he has fought against all the true disciples of the ten major sects.

There are only three or four opponents who can be considered as opponents. Among them, Chi Yunxian's cultivation level is one step slower than his own.

As for Wu Qingyun, who had condensed his divine body earlier than him, he had already fought against him and was not inferior at all.

Could it be the hidden true inheritance of other sects?
The complicated thoughts in his heart finally turned into a cold current.

People's hearts are complicated, and what they believe must be what they want to believe.

He doesn't want to believe it unless it really happens. Otherwise, he won't believe it too much.

"The sword master won't say this without reason. I really need to be prepared."

There was a cold look in Lin Longxiang's eyes.

One day a few months later, Lin Longxiang could already see the towering prison-suppressing dragon soldier in the distance.

boom!
boom!
Before he stepped into the mountains of the Prison Tower, Lin Longxiang heard loud noises in his ears.

He looked up and saw magical powers exploding in the sky, like fireworks, blooming in the sky.

Brilliant and dazzling!

The divine light shrouded thousands of mountains and valleys, seeming to envelop the entire prison tower.

Lin Longxiang was slightly surprised. At a glance, he saw countless cranes soaring in the sky and flying between the mountains and rivers.

People were coming and going, and it was lively and joyful.

He was very puzzled.

Suddenly, he heard a grand and melodious bell, falling from the infinite sky.

The deputy headmaster of the Prison Tower is Qian Tianhai.

The morning bell rang!
"What happened? The deputy headmaster actually rang the morning bell..."

Lin Longxiang was even more surprised.

At this time, it is naturally not the time to practice Qi. The morning bell ringing at this time must mean that something big has happened.

You can see lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere in the sect, as well as cranes and spiritual birds dancing together.

It doesn't seem like a bad thing, but like a happy event.

"What the hell happened?"

Lin Longxiang traveled hundreds of miles and stopped directly in front of a crane. The outer disciple on top of the crane turned pale with fright: "Ah, Lin...it's Senior Brother Lin!"

Lin Longxiang's name was naturally very resounding among the many disciples in the Prison Tower, and the disciple also recognized him.

Faced with Lin Longxiang's doubts, the disciple immediately replied: "Senior Brother Lin has just returned to the mountain and doesn't know anything. Today is the day for Senior Sister Luo to marry her Taoist companion..."

In the prison building, there are only masters and apprentices who have a clear relationship.

The many disciples in the millennium are all brothers, and their strength has nothing to do with their cultivation.

"Senior Sister Luo has a Taoist partner?"

At this moment, Lin Longxiang was completely shocked.

Luo Qingyue is the well-deserved senior sister among the disciples of their generation for thousands of years. Her status is higher than that of ordinary elders, and is on par with several great elders and deputy headmasters.

And her cultivation is worthy of this praise. She has already broken through the Holy Realm, and has a record of killing the powerful ones in the Holy Realm!

But how could she suddenly have a Taoist companion?

"Yes!"

The disciple nodded. Seeing Lin Longxiang's face change slightly, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Senior Brother Lin, you don't know that Senior Sister Luo actually chose a handyman disciple to become a Taoist companion."

"Common servant disciple?"

Lin Longxiang's expression returned to calm: "It used to be true, but it's not true now."

This is natural. Who is Luo Qingyue?
Her Taoist companion, even if he was just a handyman disciple before, will definitely become a true disciple in the future.

"Yes!"

"Just yesterday, Ye Yangfeng became a true disciple. It is said that he was received by the headmaster, passed down the method of suppressing the prison, and was given a magic weapon!"

When the disciple said this, his body suddenly stiffened and his heart was filled with a chill.

When he looked up again, he saw that Lin Longxiang's expression was extremely serious, and his eyes were filled with endless killing intent!
The whole person is like a volcano about to erupt, very dangerous.

The disciple was dumbfounded and his heart was trembling.

"you say……"

Lin Longxiang lowered his eyes:

"His name is Ye Yangfeng!?"

Lin Longxiang was shocked and immediately became furious!
His face turned red, and he felt the killing intent in his heart almost bursting out of his chest.

Naturally, he had some impression of the name Ye Yangfeng.

The death of my little brother seems to be related to this person!
Ye Bai, who killed his younger brother, was suspected to be a master of the Golden Body Realm, and he was extremely shocked.

But absolutely not. At this time, I was even more shocked to hear that Ye Yangfeng had become Luo Qingyue's Taoist companion!
A small character who was not taken seriously by him not only dared to come to the prison tower alone.

He even became Luo Qingyue's Taoist companion! ?

Luo Qingyue!
Are you blind?
(End of this chapter)