Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing that the soul-invoking flag had returned to its original state, the false god's eyes showed joy, and he was about to reach out to snatch it.

The moment he stretched out his hand, he clearly saw his fingers passing through the center of the soul-inducing flag. The seemingly incomparably hot soul-inducing flag was transparent and illusory, and could not be touched.

"How could this be, how could this be!" He murmured to growl.

Lin Xun looked at him with deep eyes: "I said before, you are always one step at night."

Like the soul-inducing banner, he looked extremely lively, but the breath of life was gradually withering, and his black hair like flowing clouds turned white in an instant.

"I forge the flag with my soul, as long as I don't close my eyes, this flag will be controlled by my consciousness." He looked down at the flag in his hand, and said to the false god who still did not give up.

The false god wanted to cut him into pieces, but took a step back, "As long as you hand over the soul-inducing flag to me, I can swear to the way of heaven that your soul will never die!"

One word awakened the people who were still in shock. The false god had lived for many years, and there must be many ways to save his life. He said that it is not impossible to save Lin Xun's life.

Lin Xundan smiled and said nothing, and glanced at the crowd below.

"The false god is ruthless." Dean Tiansheng stepped forward, cupped his fists and bowed, "I hope Sect Master Lin has mercy on the common people in the world."

Thousands of people bowed their heads together: "I hope the suzerain will have mercy on the common people in the world!"

"Father, brother, you, you..." There were only a few dozen people standing alone in the space surrounded by ten mountains. Xia Yebai looked at his father and brother in disbelief, "How could you..."

"Yebai shut up!" Master Xia Hou said solemnly: "Sacrificing one's life for righteousness is something every righteous person will do. Once the soul-leading banner falls into the enemy's hands, it will only cause disaster for the world."

Xia Yebai looked at Lu Qianhan who was standing but silent, "What about you, do you think so too?"

Lu Qianhan looked at the blue figure above the sky, and said slowly: "This is righteousness."

"It's clear that you are greedy for life and afraid of death!" Xia Yebai's body trembled, and he staggered back a few steps.

"Little brother," Xia Houchen heard through voice transmission, "Even if he surrenders the soul-inducing flag to save his life today, the people present will not let him go, and will only drag him to die together."

"Since I was seven years old, you have never called me little brother. After many years, I never thought I would hear it again." Xia Ye looked at him with red eyes, as if looking at a very strange person. Laughed a few times, and then let out a big laugh, full of endless sorrow and sorrow.

He yelled at Lin Xun in the sky: "If all living beings are not benevolent, why should you show affection and righteousness to these people who are trying to gain fame!"

The surroundings were all quiet, but the false gods did not give up and said: "Now you should see the true colors of these people, and there is still time to make a new choice."

Lin Xun didn't answer him, Yu Jian flew down, his white hair fluttered in the wind, his face was still handsome.

"Old, teacher." Xia Yebai couldn't bear to look at the vast whiteness, and looked away.

"Youth at heart." Lin Xun shook his head with a smile. He looked around. The disciples of the Hehuan Sect were all standing, and his eyes swept over the young faces. When he looked at Su Xingbang, the latter's "boom" He knelt down heavily, his eyes full of pain:

"The disciple is ashamed to be a prince, and hates not being the king of a country."

He kowtowed three times.

Kneeling here are the princes of the Jialan Kingdom, the generals of the Jialan Kingdom, and the soldiers of the Jialan Kingdom.

If he is the king of Jialan, he can stop all this.

Before Lin Xun could answer him, his wrist was grabbed, and the two eyes met. Ding Sheng said in a low voice: "I will use the Shayao secret technique to seal your soul for seven years. , and you will see the light of day again."

The two were very close, Lin Xun's thin lips parted lightly, Ding Sheng thought he would say yes, but he was caught off guard by a palm on his chest, before he was surprised, he saw the soul-inducing flag being integrated into his body.

"you……"

"Su Xingbang is following the path of a swordsman. Only by himself can he become a master of swordsmanship, and the young man is not cruel enough. The rest of the disciples have family entanglements behind them." Lin Xun suddenly pulled him away, and as the soul-drawing flag gradually and Ding Sheng's body In agreement, Lin Xun's aura also became weaker, "Only you..."

Alone, without any scruples.

Ding Sheng's face changed for the first time, and he held his shoulder, "At most seven years, I will have a way to bring your soul back together!"

Lin Xun sighed, but unfortunately he only had ten days.

In the faint light, his body gradually returned to nothingness, leaving only a sentence that echoed lightly in the world:

"My generation can enjoy a long life, and my generation... will live forever alone."

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The spring breeze is green, and the winter snow is coming again. For the cultivation world, ten years is nothing more than a blink of an eye.

The wind is mixed with heavy snow howling, and this year is an extraordinarily cold year.

In the ruins, the unique peony building is particularly moving in the wind and snow. No matter how oppressive the wind and snow is, no snowflake can stay on it for a moment, as if separated by a natural barrier.

southernmost cabin

"One year." A soft and warm voice sounded in the room, and the slender fingers were raised, "Two years, three years..."

Ten years ago, in the same room, there was also a person who stretched out a finger as charming as his eyes and pointed in the air, "One, two, three..."

Li Huan closed his eyes, followed that man's example and pointed in the air. In his memory, he counted to twenty and stopped. Those were the first 20 members of Hehuan Sect.

She counted to ten and stopped.

"Ten years..."

Ten years is enough for many things to happen. Tianluo Continent gained a god, her father disappeared after the war, Danyang Mansion fell, and the young prince of Hou Mansion has not set foot in Hou Mansion for ten years.

She was not yet 30 years old, but she had experienced so much that Lin Tianyi later revealed that Lin Xun's identity was the lost child of the Lin family. She was not too surprised.

Regarding Lin Xun, everyone has mixed praises and praises. Some people say that he is righteous, and some people say that he is cunning and cunning. He pretends to be a master of the outside world, establishes the Acacia Sect, and steals his name from the world.

In Tianluo Continent's splendid ten years, the Hehuan Sect did not lose a single person, nor did it add a single person.

Tiansheng Academy is still the holy place where countless teenagers and girls dream of practicing, but the Hehuan Sect that lives next to it is gradually forgotten by people and has become a forbidden place.

The red gold-rimmed soft boots stepped into the vast white snow, and Zong Wai stood alone in the snow, as if he had merged with the sky and the earth.

After recognizing the person as Lu Qianhan, Li Huan's expression turned cold: "Tiansheng Academy will recruit students again soon, why don't you pick students to come to our Hehuan Sect?"

"My disciples don't bother you, Miss." Lu Qianhan said, but looked at the snowsweeper not far away.

Li Huan looked sideways, Xia Yebai turned his back to her, as if he couldn't see her, nor could he see Lu Qianhan.

Li Huan withdrew his gaze and looked at Hehuanzong under the white snow, with a sad and happy expression on his face, "He has been sweeping the snow for ten years, but he doesn't know that the wind and snow will not return to others."

Lu Qianhan was silent for a long time, "Where is Ding Sheng?"

Ten years ago, after Ding Sheng killed the false god with his own hands, his whereabouts were unknown.

"I don't know." Li Huan said.

In the past ten years, many people wanted to uproot the Hehuan Sect. After all, the war back then was more like a thorn in their hearts. They were afraid that they would be regarded as people who were greedy for life and afraid of death, and would humiliate their family style.

But Ding Sheng and the silver-haired man, whose whereabouts were unknown, made them dare not act rashly.

"Some people say that he has become a god and ascended to heaven." Li Huan picked up the broom on the door and helped Xia Yebai clean the snow in front of the door. "Some people said that he traveled around the mainland, but there is another very absurd theory... ..."

"What is it?"

"Thinking that life is tasteless, he gave up his divine power and sent himself to... reincarnation."

The author has something to say: In the beginning, it was just because of the next-door Cave, so I just opened a new one to look for inspiration. As you can see, this fast wear is very long, because I didn’t make a plan, I just found it for another article on cultivating immortals. Inspiration, what can be written, injects emotion into these characters.

In fact, at the beginning, I wanted to write a protagonist like Su Xingbang, who is my favorite swordsman character, decent, with noble blood, lonely but not rebellious.

After thinking about it, forget it.

If you ask me who is my favorite in the first story, I will definitely answer Xia Yebai without hesitation.

Lin Xun is too free and easy, Ding Shengcheng is deep, but Xia Yebai writes completely according to the way I want to live.

He wanted to be Lu Qianhan's disciple, so he told everyone without any scruples that he was affectionate and righteous, and he would say whatever he thought of.