Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 922
In the shattered world, Lin Xuan looked at the person on the blood coffin indifferently, with a strange look on his face. In a word, the people on the blood coffin were silent. He looked at Lin Xuan, then at the sky, Laughed.

"As expected of being the successor of Fengtian Temple, I can fool the people of the world, but I can't fool you. Yes, you are right. I am already dead. I have died for endless years, and my body and soul have dissipated."

He said, his voice was full of vicissitudes and sadness. He looked at Lin Xuan, as if recalling something, and sighed, which made Lin Xuan's heart tremble. Looking at him, Lin Xuan was confused.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan asked, this was not the first time he asked this question, the person on the blood coffin didn't answer him, but just looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes froze for a moment.

"Lin Xuan, would you like to play a song with me?" He said, Lin Xuan was startled, looked at him, and nodded.

He sat cross-legged, his face was still shrouded in mist, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he couldn't even feel a trace of breath, as if there was nothing in front of him, and a piano fell between his knees.

Looking at this Qin, Lin Xuan showed a look of astonishment. He saw the word "Fuxi" on this Qin. One of the top ten artifacts in the world, how could this piano be in his hands.

"Is this Fuxiqin?" Lin Xuan looked at him with a trembling expression and asked, but he shook his head and smiled again.

"No, it's called the Exorcist Qin. The strings of the piano are my meridians, and the body of the piano is my flesh and blood. I once entered the Nine Nethers, took a piece of land from the Nine Nethers, and refined this piece of land into it. The reason why people in the world call it Fuxiqin is just because of Fuxi's rhetoric."

He said, the words were indifferent, without any fluctuation, but it set off a huge wave in Lin Xuan's heart.

Meridians are strings, bones and blood are the body, entered Jiuyou, took a piece of land and refined it into it, it was too terrifying, it was unimaginable, Lin Xuan looked at him, his body was trembling.

"You...why?" Lin Xuan asked, his voice trembling, the shock in his heart was indescribable, he looked at Lin Xuan, fell silent, a faint sadness lingered in Lin Xuan's heart.

"Because I'm leaving it to you."

He said, in one sentence, Lin Xuan was suffocated, and looked at him with disbelief.

Leaving it to him, what does it mean, tearing out one's own meridians, taking out one's own blood, entering the Nine Netherworld, taking a piece of land, refining an unrivaled artifact, but just to leave it to him, why?
"Why?" Lin Xuan asked, staring at him firmly, with countless questions in his heart.

"I'm dead, but Myriad Worlds can't be destroyed like this. Refining it is to let it continue to protect the starry sky and Myriad Worlds for me. This is also your responsibility, the ninth generation descendant of Fengtian Temple."

He said, in a word, there was a desolate atmosphere, permeating the surrounding world. At this moment, the sea of ​​bones was silent, the world was barren, and the living dead laid down their once noble heads. Lin Xuan's heart was shocked, and he lost his mind.

Guarding the starry sky of all worlds, responsibility, just because of this, a saint who was once a peerless starry sky drew his own meridians, took his own blood, and refined it into a peerless artifact.

"Lin Xuan, would you like to play a song with me?" He asked again, Lin Xuan's expression trembled, and then he came back to his senses, looked at him, nodded, and sat down in front of him, Feng Qiqin Appears between the knees.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you." Lin Xuan said, he looked at Lin Xuan and shook his head.

"Lin Xuan, remember, you didn't feel sorry for anyone, it was the world who felt sorry for you, no matter what the world thinks of you, kill you, destroy you, or torture you, always remember your responsibility, you are the successor of Fengtian Temple , to seal the sky for all living beings and protect the starry sky and myriad realms."

The faint words, every word seemed to be imprinted in Lin Xuan's heart, which made Lin Xuan lose his mind for a while.

Sealing the heavens for all living beings and protecting the starry sky and myriad worlds, this is the meaning of the existence of Fengtian Temple. Is this his responsibility?
"Lin Xuan, play this song with me, this song is Nine Nether Punishment Song, this song is for the world and all sentient beings."

He said, fingers caressing the strings, Lin Xuan's expression moved, and he also dropped his hand on the strings, hooking the strings together.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the zither shocked the world and spread throughout the human world, Hunyuan Continent, Xuanyu, Qianyu, Dongyuan...

"It's you, you are not dead, he is still alive!"

In Xuanyu Fengyan City, the sound of the zither fell, and a terrified voice rose from the city, followed by screams and roars, the sound of the zither punishing evil, he is Xie, the evil beyond the starry sky and ten thousand realms.

In the vast sea area, the ancient jungle, the polar ice field, and the desert of death, the black-robed men turned into fly ash and dissipated in the world. Lin Xuan didn't know about all this, he had already immersed himself in the Nine Nether Execution Songs.

If Jiuyou Qu is a holy law, then Jiuyou Zhuxie Qu is the holy law of the holy law, it is not comparable to Jiuyou Qu, this is the complete inheritance, Fengtian Temple is only a small part .

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

The sound of the piano is continuous, flowing through the world, shocking countless people, and then slowly disappearing into silence.

In the broken soul abyss, in the ruined world, two people sat cross-legged, with a qin placed between their knees, they looked at each other, the sound of the qin had stopped, and the two of them just looked at each other, this moment seemed to be eternity.

"Lin Xuan, you are the descendant of the ninth generation of Fengtian Temple, the Ninth Yanji. This time it is up to you. Remember, you are the destiny of the starry sky. If you want to live, as long as you live, there is hope."

"I'm dead, and they will know sooner or later. Before they know, I must become stronger, become a saint, and ascend..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he had already turned into nothingness, he was already dead, this was just a lingering thought, eternal, leaving Duan Hunyuan just to wait for Lin Xuan.

Where he disappeared left a piano, quietly placed, as if waiting for his master to pick it up again, Lin Xuan looked at Fuxi Qin, eyes lost.

He is dead, has been dead for endless years, has no name, and is not even recorded in any historical records, but Lin Xuan knows that he once fought alone in the starry sky and protected the world.

There is an ancestor in the human world, so he is the ancestor of all living beings, but no one remembers him, how sad it is, looking at Fuxiqin, Lin Xuan knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"I am the ninth-generation successor of Fengtian Temple, the son of the starry sky, don't worry, I am the ninth generation of the starry sky and myriad worlds."

Lin Xuan said, when his hand touched Fuxiqin, in an instant, time and space changed, the world became chaotic, and a terrifying force poured into Lin Xuan's body, and Lin Xuan lost consciousness instantly.

(End of this chapter)