Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 536: Twenty Years

Above the void, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged in the building ship. Through the window, he could see the clouds passing by under his feet and the vast land beneath the clouds.

Twenty years passed in a flash. These twenty years were also the most stable time for Zhong Lin. Although he still had not broken through the Nirvana realm, the aura on his body became more stable, like the abyss.

For twenty years, Zhong Lin basically stayed in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land. Although he went out for a walk occasionally, he mostly just took it as a way to relax and did not go out for adventure or anything.

Although his cultivation had not changed much in the past twenty years, his combat power had continued to soar, especially after Zhong Lin integrated all his martial arts. Even he didn't know how destructive the attack would be if he used all his strength.

During these twenty years, a lot of things happened in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land. For example, the seventh, eighth, and ninth Holy Sons all returned to their positions. Among them, the seventh and eighth Holy Sons were the sisters Ying Ju and Ying He whom he was familiar with.

Not only in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, but also in the holy lands of other domains, some talented people began to become famous, and one of the familiar names also reached Zhong Lin's ears.

About ten years ago, the Hanyu Xuanming Holy Land accepted a new disciple named Gu Chen. It was rumored that this person possessed a Taisu body. After being accepted as a disciple by a Xuanming Holy Elder, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. He defeated all the disciples of the same level in the Xuanming Holy Land and had no rivals. In just a few years, he had cultivated to the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm.

Some people call him the most dazzling young figure in the Eastern Wilderness. No one of the same level can match him, and he is the best of his generation.

When Zhong Lin heard the name Gu Chen, he was filled with emotion, but he was not surprised. Others might not know him, but he knew about Gu Chen's unrivaled luck. This man was the true son of luck.

No matter whether it is the Black Turtle Continent or the Falling Star Islands, they are just puddles to him. When he comes to the Eastern Wilderness, it is like a dragon entering the sea and a Kunpeng spreading its wings to fly.

According to the routines in the novels of his previous life, Zhong Lin seriously suspected that this war between the two worlds was Gu Chen's stage, and he could use it to truly soar into the sky and even ascend to the legendary realm of gods.

The main reason is that the timing is too coincidental. He was born during the war between the two worlds. His cultivation speed is more exaggerated than riding a rocket. He also has various adventures and good luck in love. He is even more important than the protagonist.

Especially the news a few days ago that Gu Chen, with his cultivation at the peak of Yin-Yang Realm, killed a powerful being at the Life and Death Realm shocked the whole world.

After all, it is extremely rare for a Yin-Yang Realm to kill a Life and Death Realm powerhouse, and it is not something that an ordinary person can do. What's more, this Life and Death Realm powerhouse is not an ordinary casual martial artist, but a powerful magic cultivator from the Nine Nether Demon Sect.

When Zhong Lin heard the news, he exclaimed, "Wow!" and was even more curious whether his cheap disciple would break through to the Nirvana realm before him.

Of course, he was just thinking about it. It is not that easy to break through the Nirvana realm.

Talent potential is talent potential, and its relationship with future achievements is not completely consistent.

From ancient times to the present, countless heroes have died halfway through their lives. Some of them were no weaker than Gu Chen when they were young, and were even more dazzling, and were said to have the potential to become an emperor.

However, some of them perished in the state of Nirvana, and even more tragically, they perished in the state of life and death.

When it comes to spiritual practice, no one can predict for sure.

"It's time to break through. It would be so embarrassing if I was surpassed by my own disciples." Zhong Lin murmured in his heart.

Boom boom boom!
Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, feeling the breath of the scales in the pond outside the door. He sighed in his heart, but still spoke.

"Come in."

The door opened and Chi Zhonglin came in with a huge jade gourd in his hand.

"Little Junior Brother, cultivation is never a matter of a day or a night. If you can't break through, then you can't break through. You can't lock yourself up in the room every day. This thing requires opportunity. If you go out for a walk when you have nothing to do, maybe the opportunity will come."

Chi Zhonglin sat down opposite Zhong Lin with a carefree attitude, and lightly wiped his palm towards the table, and two exquisite wine glasses suddenly appeared.

"Here, this is the spiritual wine I got from my master. It's said to have been stored in the cellar for ten thousand years. I don't know if it's true or not, but we're in for a treat today."

Zhong Lin couldn't help but ask: "Take? Are you sure you didn't steal it? And it's the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Wine. Aren't you afraid that Master will know and beat you to death?" "Hehe, beating to death is impossible. At most, I will just clean up the house. Besides, didn't I look for you, my little brother, the first thing I did after stealing it? With you to share the burden with me, I won't die." Chi Zhonglin said proudly.

Zhong Lin's face turned dark, and he now had the urge to beat Chi Zhonglin to death.

Why didn’t I realize before that my second brother was so shameless and liked to drag me into trouble when he did something wrong?

"Come on, have a taste."

Chi Zhonglin poured out two cups of wine from the jade gourd, which looked like golden liquid and was filled with a thick feeling.

And as the wine flowed out, the whole room was filled with a rich aroma of wine, which instantly made people's mouths water.

Gudong!

Zhong Lin looked at the golden wine and couldn't help swallowing. Although he was not fond of alcohol, the thousand-year-old spiritual wine in front of him was too attractive.

Chi Zhonglin chuckled and pushed one of the wine glasses in front of Zhong Lin.

"Taste it."

Zhong Lin didn't say anything polite, he just reached out and picked it up, then took a sip.

The wine is as thick as honey, without any spicy taste when you take a sip. The rich aroma of the wine instantly bursts out between your teeth.

"Good wine."

Zhong Lin couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, and then drank all the remaining wine in one gulp.

"Haha, right! This is a thousand-year-old spiritual wine. My master only has one and a half bottles left. I stole this half bottle. Don't you think it's worth it even if I get beaten up?" Chi Zhonglin said proudly.

“Why half a bottle?”

"Because I don't want to actually be beaten to death."

"They won't die, at most they'll be crippled."

"..."

Neither of them said anything more, but quietly tasted the few remaining bottles of wine until they finished every last drop.

"No, I'm going to go back and steal the remaining bottle while no one is paying attention. I'll die if I do." Chi Zhonglin felt ruthless.

"It's better to bring the eldest brother along as well."

Zhong Lin added at the right moment, he was also impressed by the taste of this thousand-year-old spiritual wine.

"Yes, bring along Senior Brother as well. With Senior Brother in front to support Master, Master won't punish us."

A slight smile appeared on Zhong Lin's lips. He turned his head to look out the window. A cloud of fire was floating in the air, and at the same time, a burning air hit his face. Looking around, the green mountains and clear waters of the sword domain were gone, replaced by an endless desert. It was night time, and the bright moon shone on the desert with a cold light, and the desert seemed to be coated with mercury.

(End of this chapter)