Chapter 1939 Scattering

After delivering Zhu Yan to his destination, Lin Ming left.

Zhu Yan, a mortal who might be inconspicuous in the world, appeared twice in Lin Ming's life due to unpredictable causes and effects, and these two times were the lowest point in Lin Ming's life... …

Lin Ming's heart had already changed, and it wasn't just because of Zhu Yan that he changed.

In the past few years, what he had walked, seen, heard, felt, everything was imprinted in Lin Ming's mind, changing his mood and life.

Do not seek to reverse fate, only seek to live without regrets...

Lin Ming didn't go wandering anymore. He estimated that his lifespan was only about the last thirty or forty years.

He didn't want to die so silently.

He wants to fight in the last days of his life!

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One day, Lin Ming came to a deserted mountain.

He pointed it out by referring to the gun.

With a loud bang, a deep cave was excavated above the barren mountain.

Lin Ming decided that from now on, he would go into seclusion and do penance.

Maybe the possibility of his cultivation is slim to almost zero, but he will try his best to try.

If in the end, he is still going to die, then in the last years of his life, he will leave this barren mountain and go to the last place - Jiuding Divine Kingdom.

There, he saw his parents for the last time and slept there.

Lin Ming walked into the cave, sealed the entrance of the cave, and retreated in the belly of the mountain.

He decided to take the final road, is made up of determination.

And this road. It was also what Lin Ming could think of, the only possible way to cultivate.

However, the price of cultivation was extremely painful. It would make Lin Ming's strength drop to an unprecedented low point, and at the same time, it would also greatly shorten Lin Ming's limited lifespan.

Thirty or forty years of life, there may only be ten or twenty years left, and this is almost a dead end!

But Lin Ming still had to fight to the death.

A trace of divine power rippled around Lin Ming. Because the fire of the soul is weak. Lin Ming could no longer use the huge energy stored in the world in his body, and the energy left in his body became a burden.

But if little by little. Dissipate all this energy. He can do it.

every time. Lin Ming could probably use one-thousandth of the energy in the world in his body. Lin Ming pumped this energy into the meridians, and then made it spurt out. In other words... scatter gong!

Because his weak soul could not carry Lin Ming's current cultivation, so Lin Ming simply lowered his cultivation to the point where his soul power could bear it!

This was a crazy decision. San Gong itself would cause huge damage to the body, not to mention that the fire of Lin Ming's life was now like a candle in the wind!

Lin Ming opened the pores of his body, and the source energy in his body dissipated, causing Lin Ming's brows to wrinkle, and a strong sense of pain surged like a tide.

However, Lin Ming's face showed determination as iron, and his gaze contained an indescribable stubbornness and unyielding - unyielding to fate's arrangement!

The escape of the source energy affected Lin Ming's essence.

Although Lin Ming's soul was weak and the fire of his life was almost extinguished, his body was still strong.

Once the blood essence is affected, the pores of his whole body will open, and a trace of blood will start to escape.

The blood was evaporated by the gushing divine power, and condensed around Lin Ming's body, forming layers of blood mist.

At the same time, Lin Ming's realm was also constantly falling.

From Divine Sovereign, to Divine Transformation, to Divine Sea... Destiny...

The speed at which this realm falls is shocking!

There is no martial artist who would scatter their energy like this, which is no different from suicide!

Lin Ming's physical body was too powerful, and the flow of qi and blood in his body caused Lin Ming's body to continuously create blood, so that the blood escaping from his pores was incessantly dense.

These blood mists, the red-stained ground, the stone walls, and the cave ceilings red.

Soon, the cave where Lin Ming had been secluded turned red.

The blood was accumulating, layer by layer, Lin Ming's face was extremely pale, but he still insisted on gritting his teeth.

He wants to finish in one breath, let himself break and stand up!

Lin Ming's cultivation at this time had already dropped to Xuandan, his face was completely distorted, and his teeth were almost crushed.

And at this moment, Lin Ming's inner world suddenly shook and began to crack...

Rotating Dan martial artists do not have a world inside their body, they have a dantian.

The inner world was only opened up by Divine Sea warriors. When he arrived at the Holy Master, the inner world turned into a small universe. But now that Lin Ming's realm had fallen, the inner world would not turn into a dantian again, it was just completely shattered.

This further aggravated the blow to Lin Ming. He lay down on the ground with both hands, his knuckles deeply embedded in the rock.

He started retching, his stomach was about to vomit out, and the blood in his body was almost drained. Lin Ming just gritted his teeth to endure this inhuman pain, and didn't even snort.

In his heart, there was an unyielding ferocity!

And at this time, there was finally something that made Lin Ming happy.

That is, when his cultivation level dropped to Xuandan, the little soul power left in his soul sea finally began to merge with the energy of the world in his body...

In other words, so far, Lin Ming's cultivation has completely matched his original soul power.

He can practice like a normal martial artist.

He can practice his soul again, practice his cultivation again, improve step by step, climb step by step...

It's just... a little different, he's getting old.

Although the fire of life and fire of soul of young Dan Xuanwu practitioners are weak, they can grow, and Lin Ming, his soul fire and fire of life, were forcibly deprived of most of them, which is equivalent to the old man of late twilight.

There are less than twenty years left in his lifespan, which is no different from the old man Chimu.

Although Lin Ming's face is still young now, but his eyes are cloudy, but this is actually because his powerful body is supporting him.

If he hadn't absorbed the blood of many divine beasts and the blood of Shura, Lin Ming would have completely turned into a dying old man now.

How likely is it that an old man wants to raise his cultivation to at least the realm of a holy master in the remaining twenty years of his lifespan?

Lin Ming didn't know, but he would fight.

No matter whether the cultivation base can be improved or not, he will do his best to cultivate, and he will not slack off for a moment.

He has made up his mind many times to be a moth to the flames.

He told Lan Yunyue, Sheng Mei, and himself: "Even if he is just a weak moth, he will rush into this flame without hesitation and fight against it. A hopeful chance of nirvana becoming a phoenix."

However, his oath has never been so desperate, so tragic, so dead and alive!

Lin Ming knew how narrow his path was, but in cultivation, there might at least be hope and a turning point.

To give up is to wait for death.

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