Chapter 3596 One Word Awakens the Dreamer
The way of heaven runs and has its own rules.
As powerful as a true immortal, it is possible to fall, let alone an ordinary immortal cultivator.
As for the true spirit, it is also an extremely powerful thing, but when traced back to its origin, it is still inferior to the immortal.
Of course, there are exceptions. For example, the strength of real dragons and colorful phoenixes is not inferior to that of real immortals. But apart from these two, the rest of the true spirits are likely to be inferior to ordinary immortals. .
But the true spirit is different from the monster race, its inheritance depends on the fire of the true spirit.
When an immortal falls, he will turn into dust, and his skills and treasures may be buried.
However, the real spirit is different.
Because of the fire of the true spirit, even if it falls, the inheritance will not be cut off.
The short period can be a hundred years, and the long period can be ten thousand years. Once a brand-new true spirit inherits its memory supernatural power, it will be born again.
For example, the white tiger in front of him, although it has fallen, the fire of the true spirit will not be extinguished, but will return to the realm of the true spirit, waiting for a new inheritor.
Lin Xuan's strength may not be comparable to the top existence of the Three Realms, and his knowledge is also inferior, but when it comes to the degree of understanding of the true spirit, he is not too shy.
In the lost interface, in the Asura King's palace, he had been recognized by the inheritance of the nine-headed bird by chance.
Although it was due to luck, Lin Xuan knew much more about the origin of the true spirit than ordinary monks.
The fire of the true spirit cannot be seized, even if the real immortals come to the world, they have no ability to stop the fire of the true spirit in front of them. Therefore, although Lin Xuan looked hot, he never said anything rashly and let it fly far away until Disappeared without a trace.
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The fire of the true spirit is gone, but the white tiger in front of him is still a genuine true spirit.
Although it has fallen, no matter the skin, bones, or the blood of the inner alchemy, they are all invaluable things.
Even the Sanxian Demon King would be envious.
This is not an exaggeration.
As for Lin Xuan, he will not let him go.
Is there any reason to return empty-handed after entering Baoshan?
What's more, in the beginning, my purpose was originally for Baihu's spiritual blood.
Originally, Lin Xuan hadn't thought about beheading the white tiger here. It would be too difficult, as long as he was injured and got a little blood.
However, who can say clearly about the affairs of the world of cultivating immortals, the changes are always much faster than the plan.
Before that, Lin Xuan couldn't do it even if he wanted to break his head. Yue'er's strength would reach such a level, and with a single move, he killed the white tiger that made the three worlds turn pale.
Although such a change was unexpected, for Lin Xuan, it was beneficial and harmless.
But when he flicked his sleeve robe, a ray of green clouds flew out, wrapping around in the void, and the white tiger's body disappeared without a trace.
Not even a single drop of spiritual blood was lost, wasting it was never a wise person's choice.
The fighting has ended, and looking around, there is only devastation left.
Qionglouyuyu and city buildings on Yunxia Island have long been razed to the ground, and many tall and handsome mountain peaks have also collapsed.
It may be a little exaggerated to say that the vicissitudes of life have changed, but the foundation of the Yunxia Sect has indeed changed beyond recognition after this battle.
After killing the white tiger, Lin Xuan was overjoyed, but the two grand elders of the Yunxia sect had their brows furrowed and their expressions tense, showing no sign of joy.
That's right, they killed the white tiger and took revenge, but so what?
The Yunxia faction was uprooted after all.
The two of them are not immortal cultivators in the later stage of the tribulation. Although their lifespan is long, there will be an end in the end. One day, when they arrive at the underworld, what will it be like to see the ancestors of our sect?
The great revenge was avenged, but I didn't feel a trace of joy, only dazed and empty.
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Just floating there blankly, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in front of his eyes, Lin Xuan actually ignored the barrier of space, and came to them like strolling in the courtyard.
Although the two were in a daze, the existence of the Transcending Tribulation Period was different from waiting for the time being after all, with a look of guard on their faces.
But this look is also fleeting.
Don't say that Lin Xuan and his wife are kind to themselves, even if they have hatred, they don't have the courage to let it go.
The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all.
The soap-robed old man collected himself and saluted with fists together: "Thank you, Mrs. and Mrs. Xian, for your help. Don't worry, although my brothers and sisters are shallow in cultivation, we still understand the principle of a promise that pays a thousand dollars."
"Fellow Daoist speaks too seriously."
There was a wry smile on Lin Xuan's face: "For the reputation of the two, Lin has no doubts, and I am not here for this matter."
"Oh, what is that friend Daoist for?"
The old man in the soap robe had a strange look on his face.
"Lin is here to persuade the two fellow Taoists to take it easy and let nature take its course. As the saying goes, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come. Although your sect has suffered catastrophe, the losses suffered are not irreparable. Given time, Since Ke made a comeback, why should it be like a mourning concubine, as if the end of the world has come..."
Hearing Lin Xuan's words in the ears of the two great experts in the Transcending Tribulation Period, their ugly expressions suddenly became a little angry.
It is also true that although the Yunxia faction suffered heavy losses, since the two Supreme Elders are here, they are not yet at the end of their rope.
With time, why can't it make a comeback?
Blindly depressed will not solve the problem.
One word awakens the dreamer!
The two of them turned their heads and let out the extremely huge spiritual consciousness.
Immediately, there was a harvest.
The Yunxia School has indeed been turned into ruins, and the Qionglou Yuyu-like buildings have been turned into rubble, but it does not mean that there are no fish that slipped through the net.
At this moment, seeing that the fighting was over, the survivors appeared one by one.
It is not uncommon for high-level monks in the Dongxuan period to be able to save their lives. The most important factor is their luck, but the strength of their cultivation is also necessary. indispensable.
Under the same luck, it is easier for high-level monks to save their lives than rookies who have just entered the immortal way.
Of course, there are exceptions, but most of the surviving ones are the elites of the Yunxia faction, and there is nothing wrong with this.
Of course, there will not be many people.
Not even one out of ten, not even a thousand people.
But with them, the orthodoxy of the Yunxia Sect will not decline, and with time, there is a good chance of re-prosperity.
The old man in the soap robe and the middle-aged man surnamed Lu looked at each other.
The originally gloomy complexion brightened up again. What Lin Xuan said was correct. Although the Yunxia faction has undergone major changes, it is far from the end of the day.
If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come.
"Thank you for your advice, fellow daoist."
The two paid homage to Lin Xuan together.
This time, it was sincere, not because of fear of Lin Xuan's strength.
"It's easy to say."
Lin Xuan returned the salute with a smile, and the two confessed, and flew over like Yunxia Island.
PS: I bought a new computer today, but it turned out to be unlucky, and there were various problems, and finally solved it, and there will be another chapter tonight. Although I am not used to writing books at night, I will still write another chapter in a while. I have nothing to do tomorrow, so I will definitely write three chapters.