The Great Tao Chronicle

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The mountains and rivers are like forests, the grass and trees are like the sea, and the green color bursts into the ocean.

Lin Xunlong stopped in the air, lowered his eyes and looked down, only to see that there was a large spiritual field in the middle of Lin Hai, and there were many rare birds and animals.

huh~

His thoughts have already landed in front of a quiet bamboo forest in the forest sea.

The bamboo forest is quiet, like the sound of the piano.

Lin Xunlong carried the Divine Sword on his back, bowed his hands slightly, and said loudly: "Wanfa Lin Xunlong, please meet the contemporary credit swordsman..."

There are far more sects in Dongzhou than the dynasty. There are countless famous mountains and rivers, and even in cities, lakes, and inland seas, there are large and small sects.

But apart from the three holy places and the ten major sects, there are not many sects that can inherit thousands of years.

More large and small sects will be destroyed tomorrow, disappearing into the long river of history, and the traces, inheritance, and magic weapons left behind have become the 'adventure' of generations.

The Sect of Credit Swords is an extremely insignificant small sect among the countless sects in Dongzhou. There are only three or five people in a generation, and the disciples never get together.

All the people who can find it are the people on credit.

hum~

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and it seemed that someone was pressing the piano with their hands.

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

Lin Xunlong nodded and stepped into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is not an ordinary bamboo forest. The bamboo forests are all spiritual plants that have been cultivated in meditation.

In the forest, there is also a head and head of different sizes, with black and white fur intertwined, looking simple and honest and stupid.

Walking through the bamboo forest, there is a clear spring and several thatched huts.

A burly figure was fishing with his back to him, wearing a hat and a scorpion.

"Lin Xunlong has seen his predecessors."

Lin Xunlong bowed slightly.

It seems that the inheritance of the Swordsman Sect only lasted for more than 20,000 years. Compared with the ten major sects, the three holy places are naturally insignificant, but among the small sects, it is considered to have a long inheritance.

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

It is naturally rare to be able to inherit for such a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is too polite."

The burly figure turned around, and Soori's hat was lifted slightly, revealing the bear face with black and white fur.

This so-called credit swordsman turned out to be a white man!

An old monster!

It's just that Lin Xunlong was not surprised. It was obviously not the first time he had come here.

"Twenty years in the blink of an eye, did Fellow Daoist Lin come to return the knife?"

The man on credit spoke up.

His voice was old but not unpleasant. Instead, it carried the desolation of the years. It seemed that the old monk who had seen through the world was chanting sutras devoutly.

"Twenty years ago, thanks to the guidance of the seniors, Lin Xunlong achieved today's achievements."

Lin Xunlong slowly got up, flipped his hand, and an ordinary short knife floated like a piece of paper towards the credit knifeman: "The senior once said that the divine body will return the knife when it first goes down the mountain. Today, the day has come."

scoff~

The dagger fell to the ground, not reaching the handle.

The credit knife man nodded: "Everyone takes what they need, but they don't need to thank me."

"call!"

Lin Xunlong slowly let out a breath, and just said, "I'm here today, one to return the knife, and two, I want to ask for another knife."

"You and I have only one knife in fate."

The credit knife man shook his head and refused directly.

"senior?"

Lin Xunlong frowned slightly, and took out a small green bottle from the Qiankun bag: "This is a bottle of top ten thousand magic pills, of which there are three pills..."

"It's not about the medicine pill."

The man on credit still shook his head: "I'm in the rules, and I don't take anything outside my body with a credit knife. Naturally, the elixir in Wanfa Tower is the best, but it's not enough for me to make an exception."

The credit knife gate is based on Dongzhou and the world, and it is based on a non-dispute, resource, magic weapon, and disciple, all of which are not in dispute.

Credit people never charge anything.

"Senior know what I want?"

Lin Xunlong's eyes narrowed slightly.

The secret is hard to ask. Among the many sects and holy places, there are not many people who can deduce them. Although the Wanfa Building has it, it is not something he can urge.

"knowledge."

The credit knife man nodded: "You want to seek the mystery of the king's platform."

"Does the senior know?"

Lin Xunlong focused slightly, looking at the man on credit in front of him.

"Zhuwangtai......"

The credit knife man repeated it, nodded, and shook his head again: "I know its origin, but I don't know its secrets. Even if you beg, I can't help you."

"Senior doesn't know?" Lin Xunlong was a little suspicious.

"Even if it is the ancient holy emperor, he can't know everything, let alone me?"

The credit knife man smiled, the fur on his face being blown by the wind.

"Since the senior didn't agree to me, why do you still want to see me?"

Lin Xunlong didn't know if the person on credit in front of him was lying to him, but there was nothing he could do.

This credit knife man has an unfathomable cultivation base, at least in the realm of ten thousand methods. He is not an opponent at all, and even if he has cultivated ten thousand methods, he may not dare to do it.

There are not a few masters who are planted in the hands of this credit knife man.

"If I don't see you, you won't leave, wait outside the bamboo forest, and finally break in. If that's the case, why didn't I see you?"

The credit knife man's eyes were deep, and Lin Xunlong's heart froze slightly when he saw it.

"in this way......"

Lin Xunlong cupped his hands and said, "Let's say goodbye."

Of course he wouldn't beg hard, cup his hands, put down the Wanfa Pill, and turn around and leave.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, stay here."

Lin Xunlong was about to leave when the man on credit stopped him.

Lin Xunlong raised his eyebrows: "What else is there to do, senior?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin's talent is unparalleled, and there are not many people in Dongzhou who can surpass your talent in 20,000 years..."

The credit knife man stared at Lin Xunlong and said lightly:

"You have earned a lot, and the inheritance of Wanfalou is enough for you to practice. Why should you ask for more? If you have great ambitions, you might as well meditate in the mountains for two thousand years."

"Ok?"

Lin Xunlong didn't expect him to say such a thing, but he reacted immediately, and his face suddenly became solemn: "Senior is saying, I'm going to Fengwangtai..."

The credit knife man drooped his eyelids and covered his eyes: "I didn't say anything."

Lin Xunlong thought about it in his heart, and after standing for a long time, he bowed and walked away.

He vaguely guessed what the credit knife man wanted to say.

Huhu~

After Lin Xunlong left, the bamboo forest returned to calm.

The credit knife man glanced at Bai Zhu who was sitting next to the stream not far away: "Why don't you play the piano?"

That head of Bai Zhi was taller and burlier.

He listened to the question from the credit swordsman, and couldn't help but say, "Old Ancestor, what is the King's Terrace?"

"Zhuwangtai, that is a cemetery, a cemetery where you are buried..."

The credit knife man's eyes were faint, and he seemed to be thinking about something:

"That was a long, long time ago. After that one became enlightened, he traveled all over the world, the sea of ​​stars, and collected the bones of all the enemies he once had and buried them in one place. Later generations called it Fengwangtai... ..."

"The bones of the kings... No wonder it is called Fengwangtai."

That tall and big Baizhu was slightly stunned, but then a little surprised: "Is it just an enemy?"

"Only enemies."

The credit knife man nodded and sighed involuntarily: "That one, where do you have friends..."

"But old ancestor, you asked that Lin Xunlong not to leave the mountain. Could it be that he will die in Fengwangtai?"

Bai Zhu asked again.

"That's not..."

The credit knife man shook his head, and he didn't hide anything from the white scorpion that he never said to Lin Xunlong: "But his only source of vitality is the Wanfa Building..."

"That's a pity."

The Bai Zhu shook his head and sighed softly. He could see that Lin Xunlong didn't take it seriously, but it was a pity that this famous talent was so famous for a while.

The credit knife man knocked on the fishing rod, threw the fishing line, and landed in the clear river: "These people, each of them wants to sweep the same generation, everyone wants to be invincible in the world, and they all want to be named a prince and a king, and compete with each other. Supreme...

But since ancient times, there have been many corpses on the road to the Supreme Being, and all the kings will die, so why bother? "

The young Bai Zhu with his back turned to him, when he heard the kings, the supreme, there was a flash of divine light in his eyes.

Of course, he knew that the credit knife man was trying to dispel his thoughts.

But, the world has changed dramatically for thousands of years, except for a Guanglong Supreme, no one can achieve the Supreme, and the world will change greatly in the future.

Will be the best chance for many, and his best chance.

"Who in the world can't die? Not even the ancient Sage Emperor Tianzun!"

Young Bai Zhu stroked the strings with his thick palms, and his eyes were bright: "Since you are going to die, why don't you choose the most splendid and splendid path?"

The credit knife man didn't speak, just sighed softly:

"Then, it's up to you."

......

woohoo~~~

The air roared, and the wind was blowing.

Lin Xunlong stepped into the air, his whole body was full of blood and energy, straddling the sky like a red star.

"Zhuwangtai......"

Lin Xunlong's face was as deep as water, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

He naturally guessed what the person on credit was trying to say, but this made him a little unacceptable and a little unbelievable.

He couldn't guess who could kill him.

In the 100 years of Dongzhou, he has fought against the true legends of the ten major sects, but only four or five rivals, and Lan Shuixian is one step slower than himself.

Wujiro, who had condensed the divine body earlier than himself, had already fought.

Snow wind?

Innate dream?

Or lawless dragon?

The thoughts in his heart were complicated, and finally turned into a cold current.

People's hearts are complicated, what he believes must be what he wants to believe, and what he doesn't want to believe, unless it really happens, he won't believe it.

"Creditmen don't aim for nothing, but I need to be prepared..."

There was a coldness in Lin Xunlong's eyes.

There was nothing to say all the way, and one day after a few months, Lin Xunlong could already see the towering and endless Wanfalong Tower from a distance.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Before setting foot in the mountains, Lin Xunlong heard loud noises in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw that magical powers exploded in the air, like worldly fireworks.

Brilliant.

It is surrounded by thousands of mountains and valleys, and it seems that the entire Wanfa Building is shrouded in it.

"This is......"

Lin Xunlong was slightly startled, and at a glance, he didn't know how many cranes soared in the air, soaring among the mountains and rivers.

People come and go, it's not lively.

He was in doubt when suddenly he heard a grand and melodious bell falling from the infinite sky.

The headmaster of Wanfalou, doing the fourteenth, rang the morning bell!

"What happened, the headmaster actually rang the morning bell..."

Lin Xunlong was even more surprised.

This is of course not the time to practice qi every day. When the morning bell rings at this time, there must be something important happening, but seeing the lanterns around the sect, and the cranes dancing in the air, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

"What happened?"

Lin Xunlong stepped into the air and stopped directly in front of a crane, the outer disciple above the crane turned pale with fright: "Ah, Lin, it's Senior Brother Lin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lin Xunlong's name is in the thousands. Of course, it was extremely loud among the many disciples of Falou, and that disciple also recognized him.

Immediately replied: "Senior Brother Lin just returned to the mountain, I don't know, today Senior Sister Miao is going to set a date for marrying a Taoist companion..."

In the Wanfa Building, in addition to having a clear master-apprentice relationship, many disciples in every thousand years are all brothers and sisters, but they have nothing to do with their cultivation.

"Senior Sister Miao has a Taoist companion?"

This time, Lin Xunlong was shocked.

Miao Meng, but for thousands of years, the well-deserved senior sister of their generation has a higher status than ordinary elders, and is on par with several elders and deputy head teachers.

And his cultivation is also worthy of this praise, not to mention the formation of his cave, and he has a record of killing the almighty of the cave!

But how could she suddenly have a Taoist companion?

"Yes."

The disciple nodded, looked at Lin Xunlong's slightly changed face, and said involuntarily, "Senior Brother Lin, you don't know, Senior Sister Miao actually chose a former handyman disciple to be a Taoist companion..."

"A former handyman disciple?"

Lin Xunlong's expression returned to calm: "Not now?"

This is very natural, what kind of person is Miao Meng, her Taoist companion, even if she was only a handyman disciple before, will definitely become a true disciple in the future.

"Yeah, just yesterday, that Yuan Duxiu has become a true disciple, and it is said that he has been received by the headmaster, taught the Fa, and bestowed treasures..."

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

Looking at it again, Lin Xunlong's complexion was already extremely chilling, and his eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and the whole person was as dangerous as a volcano that was about to erupt.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and his heart trembled.

"You said......"

Lin Xunlong lowered his eyes:

"His name is Yuan Duxiu?!"