Lin Erliang kept thinking about it in the middle of the night, and he didn't understand when he thought about becoming an immortal.
Even those who are already in the realm of 'not-self' are seeking immortality.
Zhang Xiaoyu once guessed how many ounces Lin Erliang had when he was born because of Jian Shijin's origin and name.
But when Lin Erliang was born, he was very ordinary, weighing six pounds and seven taels. This was a weight that had nothing to do with Lin Erliang's name.
It was a small city north of Fengqiling and south of the Liuyun Mountains, called Shanyue City. Since it was a small city, it was naturally inferior to Nanyi City.
There is no existence like Nanyi City, which has one of the three major sword sects in the south, and there is no need for Fengqiling's 80,000 sword cultivators to go down the mountain in case of trouble.
It's just an ordinary small town sandwiched in the mountains.
The Lin family he belonged to didn't have a big name, they were just a small family that had a shop in the city and sold tofu early in the morning.
When Lin Erliang was born, someone happened to come to buy Erliang tofu, so they called him Lin Erliang.
If the person bought Sanliang tofu at that time, maybe his name was Lin Sanliang.
There is no Xuanshuyuan in Shanyue City, so if people want to embark on the path of cultivation, they have to go into the mountains to find those cultivation places scattered in the world.
This was the case for Lin Erliang. When he was ten years old, Yu Jian Chengfeng, who yearned for a spiritual practitioner, took a few kilograms of waxed tofu on his back and went out of the city to look for a spiritual sect.
Fortunately, he found it.
But what is surprising to the world is.
Lin Erliang, who was born between Fengqiling and Liuyun Mountains, two places where sword cultivators gather, found a Taoist temple and learned Taoist techniques. The Taoist temple was simple and ordinary. Even now, it is It still exists in the mountains where sword cultivators gather.
Lin Erliang's talent is average.
He practiced cultivation at the age of ten, entered the Taoist path at the age of fifteen, and became a Taoist at the age of twenty-five. Therefore, not to deceive the young in the world, perhaps because he lacked the nostalgia of the world, Lin Erliang entered the Taoism at the age of thirty-five.
Everything should be hidden in the green mountains like this.
But then Lin Erliang met Jian Shijin, who was already thirty years old at that time but still struggling to enter Taoism.
The story is very simple. At that time, Jian Shijin was just an ordinary warden. He was driven by the dispatcher from the south to look for a possible Twelfth Floor Sect member near the Liuyun Mountains.
Unfortunately, he was seriously injured, so Lin Erliang passed by, saved him, and killed the man on the twelfth floor.
The next story is that he and Jian Shijin had a very happy conversation, so they went to hell together to track down the madman on the twelfth floor.
Lin Erliang in the story is peaceful, progressive and diligent.
But when people see Lin Erliang, he is often gloomy, as if everyone in the world owes him two taels of silver.
Lin Erliang always thought that he became like this because he stayed in the Heavenly Prison for a long time.
But the Lin Erliang that Jian Shijin had always seen was like this.
Riding the wind from the mountains and forests, he coldly killed the man on the twelfth floor.
He was so gloomy, as if he was filled with hatred.
But the contradiction in the story does not appear in Jian Shijin's attitude.
But self-examination in heaven and hell.
Lin Erliang's master did not exist among the ordinary practitioners of Taoism in the past generations.
Jian Shijin once thought that even if there were only two people left in the world, and one of them must be from the twelfth floor, he would only suspect that he was from the twelfth floor, not Lin Erliang.
So when Lin Erliang repeated the name of the Taoist named Meng Weiyu again, Jian Shijin's expression became complicated.
Jian Shijin, who had always been cheerful and cheerful, which was extremely inconsistent with the atmosphere of the Tianjing Prison, merged into this heavy atmosphere for the first time.
--You remembered wrong.
--I don't.....
Lin Erliang froze before he could finish his subconscious words.
Tian Prison probably never thought that there might really be people from the 12th floor here, or their immediate superiors.
Lin Erliang was still sober and calm at that time.
So after being stunned for a moment, he decisively looked at the Heavenly Prisoner who was also in a daze.
——Ten more divine locking nails!
The heavenly warden quickly took out the blood-stained nails and completely sealed the connection between Lin Erliang and Shenhai.
Jian Shijin looked at Lin Erliang silently from the side. There were many blood holes on the body where the nails had just been pulled out, and blood was dripping.
Lin Erliang also looked at Jian Shijin in silence.
Asked a question.
——What did I use to kill that person?
——Sword, a sword comes from the green mountain.
Lin Erliang fell silent.
No one had ever thought that such an obvious flaw had been buried in Jian Shijin's trust for so many years.
In his memory, he used a Taoist technique to activate the wind and rain, and attacked and killed the person on the twelfth floor.
How could it be a sword?
But Lin Erliang did not deny it. He looked at Jian Shijin quietly and said softly.
——Yes, it’s a sword.
The look on Jian Shijin's face was very strange, as if he was crying or laughing.
Lin Erliang realized something and looked at Jian Shijin blankly.
I can't believe what I said on the twelfth floor.
So does the Heavenly Hell.
Jian Shijin looked at Lin Erliang with that ugly smile and said slowly.
——But you were using Taoism at that time.
Jian Shijin bent over and looked deeply at Lin Erliang - You are lying, Lin Erliang.
Why do people lie?
Because I want to hide something.
Jian Shijin also realized this, but out of trust in Lin Erliang's past, he still stretched his head over.
So Lin Erliang grabbed his throat.
Although Jian Shijin didn't know why Lin Erliang broke through the blockade of the God-Sucking Nail, he still struggled and made a hand gesture.
It was only when those mighty Dao rhymes swept through the entire prison that he realized that he had been careless after all.
So I forgot to dodge.
——You guessed it right, ten pounds.
Lin Erliang said softly.
When he said the name Meng Weiyu, he realized something was wrong.
So he asked for ten more nails.
The God-Locking Nail was created by Kamigawa and used the Taoist sealing technique of the Taoist sect.
Only when the Tao and the text are consistent can a blockade of the Divine Sea be formed.
When the ten new God-locking nails were nailed into the body, the Taoist scriptures that formed the seal were briefly connected and re-integrated.
So Lin Erliang took advantage of that moment to leave a touch of Taoism in his palm.
Lin Erliang was naturally sober and calm.
It's just that this sobriety and calmness come from the identity of the twelfth floor.
Not the director of the Overwatch Council.
Lin Erliang broke Jian Shijin's neck.
A friendship that has lasted for many years.
When their identities were completely different, they were all thrown away.
Dozens of divine locking nails clanked and fell from Lin Erliang's body.
It is different from Jian Shijin.
When Lin Erliang was in the human world, he was truly in the small Tao realm.
Although it is only the third realm.
Far inferior to Zhang Xiaoyu or Chen Huaifeng.
But in the hell, it is naturally difficult for him to find an opponent.
After calmly dealing with the Heavenly Prisoners who surrounded him without fear of death, Lin Erliang walked out of the door and headed towards another cell in the prison courtyard.
Di Qianjun's self-examination has not yet been completed.
This southern dispatcher, who has always been indifferent and was born in Liuyun Sword Sect, is an existence in the fifth realm of the trail.
But when he was sitting in the prison wearing a nail and looking at Lin Erliang who was dressed in blood and walked in, he was a little surprised.
——It turns out that there really are people on the twelfth floor in the Heavenly Prison.
——I haven’t even thought about it, let alone you?
Lin Erliang said calmly.
Countless scriptures emerged.
Di Qianjun stood up and raised his hand to pull out the nails on his body.
Lin Erliang turned into Daofeng and walked away, hugging Daofeng, and slapped Di Qianjun with a palm. The nails from Huaidu were shot into Di Qianjun's body again.
Di Qianjun did not hesitate, turned to the side, picked up the sword he handed over, unsheathed it, faced Dao Wen, and stabbed Lin Erliang with one sword.
It is the Ye Yu sword power of the Liuyun Sword Sect.
Even if the people of Liuyun Sword Sect cannot summon the power in the divine sea, they are still the best swordsman killers in the world.
This is also the biggest advantage of the sword sect with the retro-style sword sect as its core.
The two are very close to each other.
Just like what Di Qianjun said to Nanchu Wushan that night.
You are too close to me.
Ye Yu strikes with a sword.
It is the sword power that Liuyun Sword Sect has inherited for more than two thousand years, which is far older than the history of cultivation.
The core swordsmanship of Liuyun Sword Sect.
For example, a killer sharpens his sword all night, walking in the night rain, and when he passes someone, a sword comes out of its sheath.
Therefore, although the sword had no sword intention and no vitality of heaven and earth, it was still approaching the extreme. If Lin Erliang had not followed the traces of fluctuations in the vitality around him, he would not have even seen clearly where the sword came from.
So when the sword appeared in front of the throat, Dao Wen had already formed and turned into a protective technique to stop it.
Di Qianjun's sword failed, and the black robe on his arm was shattered, but he took the force of the sword's counterattack forcefully. The long sword seemed to be shaken out of his hand, but when it fell, it was replaced by On his left hand, another sword pierced Lin Erliang's heart.
Lin Er wrapped his palms around Daowen, lowered them straight down, and caught the sword again. Then, above the Dao Sea in the divine sea, thousands of vitality surged out, breaking out of his body and overturning Di Qianjun.
Compared with the first sword, Di Qianjun's second sword has fallen into the ordinary swordsmanship.
As for the Killer Sword Sect, it is natural that one sword will produce results.
Di Qianjun fell to the corner, coughed up a mouthful of blood, stood up with his sword in his hand, then sat down again, looking at Lin Erliang in front of him with some regret.
If Ye Yu succeeds with his sword, the result will naturally be different.
It’s just that the Great Dao has appeared in this world, and everything in the world will fall into it. No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship of the secular swordsman is, he will never be able to pass this level. Even the seventh disciple of Tsing Yi, the pinnacle attainment of the retro-style sword sect, has the best sword in the world. With his famous name, Wu Chi Jue Li, he killed countless practitioners, but finally chose the way of sword intention.
Therefore, it is naturally difficult for Di Qianjun to succeed with his sword.
Lin Erliang had no intention of talking nonsense, and calmly raised his hand, like a knife, and fell towards Di Qianjun.
The Southern Dispatcher of Heavenly Prison controls all the Heavenly Prison branches around Fengqiling.
Such people can naturally be killed and must be killed.
But just when that Taoist magic was about to fall on Di Qianjun, a sword suddenly came from the world.
Many years ago, when a sword came suddenly, it always landed on Mojian Cliff.
They looked at the world and felt it was unreasonable, so they came with a sword to reason with the world.
Later, Mo Jian Ya was aloof and lonely.
The world has forgotten such things.
Then there was a new one in the world. Suddenly a sword came.
Came from a certain Jianzong garden.
A sword broke through the Taoist technique and hovered in the Heavenly Prison.
Wolfberry Sword.
For the people on the twelfth floor, the Heavenly Prison Southern Dispatcher must be killed.
But not for the human world.
Although for Nanyi City, such a person always succumbed to the sword sect in the world, and over time, he became no longer important among the dispatchers of the four directions of Heavenly Prison.
But after all, such a person will affect the human situation in the entire north and south of Fengqiling.
So naturally he can't die.
When Lin Erliang saw this sword, he understood that the sword master who was immersed in the sound of shuffling cards all day long was always watching everything.
The general situation in the human world is stable. For the sword sect in the human world, it is naturally better than the idea of a person on the twelfth floor who has been hiding in the heavenly prison for many years to go on a killing spree.
Therefore, Chen Huaifeng would not care who Lin Erliang wanted to kill.
But Di Qianjun can't.
So here comes the sword.
Lin Erliang looked at the sword, hesitated for a long time, looked at Di Qianjun who was gradually unconscious, turned around and walked out of the prison.
The movement in the Heavenly Hell and Underground Prison naturally startled many Heavenly Prisoners.
Lin Erliang then calmly killed every one of them.
Until the whole courtyard is filled with pear blossoms like blood.
Lin Erliang sat down in the inner courtyard of the Heavenly Prison.
Di Qianjun can no longer be killed, there is still one person who must be killed.
Ximen of the Five Swordsmen Sect.
The Heavenly Prison's self-examination naturally includes those who are not in the courtyard.
I guess he's on his way back.
Although Ximen was born in a small sect, he was a swordsman as famous as Cheng Lu of Si Po Sword.
Lin Erliang naturally cannot be his opponent.
But that was a battle where both sides were on the bright side.
Naturally, Ximen didn't know that Lin Erliang would be waiting to kill him in the courtyard, so he already had a better chance of winning.
What's more, Lin Erliang still had the Divine Locking Nail in his hand.
Naturally, I feel more confident.
Simon will not die.
Even if Lin Erliang escapes, he will be hunted down.
He is not a person from the twelfth floor hiding, but already standing under the sun.
It will take a long time to disappear into the world again.
So Lin Erliang waited quietly in the courtyard.
But when the dark door covered with blood opened, it was not Ximen who appeared outside.
It was a lame young man holding a black umbrella, holding a sword and carrying a sword on his back.
When Lin Erliang saw the young man, he knew who he was.
South Island.
If Di Qianjun wanted to investigate a person, he would naturally need to go through the Overwatch Council.
As the director of the Overwatch Council, Lin Erliang naturally knew a lot of things.
This young man from Nanke Town is the next target of Tian Prison’s investigation.
This was Lin Erliang's original plan.
It's just a pity that something went wrong.
Those mistakes are precisely because of myself.
Who would have thought that he would be a selfless person who wants to become an immortal and step into the sky?
Lin Erliang looked at the young man with a sword who came to the door with bad intentions, and suddenly felt extremely interesting.
Who knows that someone next to them is not from the twelfth floor?
Maybe even myself.
Just forgot.
"It turns out you are really from the twelfth floor."
Lin Erliang looked at Nan Dao with an indifferent expression and said.
Nan Dao stood at the door holding an umbrella, looking warily at the man sitting in the yard covered in blood and wearing a black robe with gold patterns from Hell.
There were corpses all over the yard, and pear blossoms were scattered on the ground stained with blood.
The sentence that connects Di Qianjun is that Heavenly Prison is investigating itself.
Nan Dao soon figured out what was happening in this gloomy courtyard.
It turns out that there really are people on the twelfth floor of Heavenly Prison.
When they met from the same school, whether it was Lin Erliang or Nan Dao, there was no sense of surprise or sympathy.
The twelfth floor is the only place of cultivation in the world that has no pedigree and no deeds.
Everyone is selfless and unaware of each other.
Neither can we know each other.
It's like walking in the dark night.
The one who lifts the fire first.
Naturally, he has no qualifications to live.
Nan Dao looked silently at the man who looked at him with blood in the night and said calmly that you really are from the twelfth floor, and suddenly remembered the choice outside the alley.
Yes.
I made the wrong choice.
But there is no regret.
Nan Dao clenched his sword tightly, with sword intent surrounding him. He stood under the umbrella and looked at Lin Erliang, and said calmly: "To each other."
Lin Erliang stood up and said softly: "The word "each other" means equality and co-existence. But you and I are not equal, nor do we co-exist. People on the twelfth floor will never co-exist, so you said That’s not right.”
The whole courtyard was filled with Taoism. This man who had practiced in a small Taoist temple decided to kill him.
Nan Dao raised his hand and pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword, holding it horizontally in front of him. The sword intent was flowing, although under the Taoist charm of the Xiaodao realm, these sword intent seemed extremely weak.
"Although you didn't say it, I can tell from your expression that you are not waiting for me." Nan Dao looked at Lin Erliang with his sword in hand and said slowly, "You were waiting very seriously. I just saw you." When I got to you, you were holding the Dao Jue in your hand. So I guess that person is stronger than you, and you have to be the first to strike."
"so what?"
Lin Erliang asked calmly.
"I have two swords and an umbrella. I learned swordsmanship from Mo Jian Ya Qiu Xi'er." Nan Dao looked at the spreading Tao Yun around Lin Er's body and continued, "If you want to kill me, you need some time. , if at this point in time, the person you are waiting for comes, you will lose the opportunity, and if you lose the opportunity, you will die here."
Lin Erliang looked at Nan Dao calmly and said: "It's a good inference. What you said is naturally correct. But Nan Dao."
Lin Erliang and Zhou Daowen came to Nandao to suppress them with murderous intentions.
"The people on the twelfth floor have no retreat and no choice."
Nan Dao sighed, the vitality in the divine sea surged, and the ancient Taoist scroll suspended in the sky of the divine sea suddenly opened.
Raising his hand to release the Peach Blossom Sword and letting it float around him, Nan Dao looked up at Lin Erliang and whispered four words.
"go through fire and water."
Lin Erliang frowned.
These are just four ordinary words.
But Lin Erliang was born in a Taoist sect, so he naturally understood where these four words came from.
Chapter 50 of Five Thousand Words of Green Ox.
go through fire and water. Three out of ten people will be born alive, and three out of ten people will die. There are also three out of ten places where people die. Why? Because of its richness. Gai heard that those who are good at maintaining their health will not encounter tigers on the road, will not be attacked by armored soldiers when entering the army, will not be able to throw their horns at the tiger, will not be able to use the claws of the tiger, and will not be able to use the blade of the soldier. Why? With its immortality.
Then Lin Erliang's expression changed, and he saw that Nan Dao's body was surrounded by mysterious Taoist charms. Among the golden inscriptions of Taoism all over the courtyard, he stepped out of the way, but cleverly avoided an attack from the Taoist inscriptions.
Not into death.
Like a fish in water.
Just like everything avoids.
Nan Dao's face was pale, his peach blossom sword whirling around him, and he walked through Lin Erliang's Daowen step by step.
Even if peach blossoms can turn the pages of books.
But Nandao's current cultivation level is only the realm of entry and exit.
Just the simple words "birth and death" have already started to show signs of drying up in the divine sea.
However, even so, the scene of the pale boy holding a black umbrella and walking silently with sword intent was still extremely shocking.
Lin Erliang raised his hands to seal the secret, and the strong wind continued throughout the Heavenly Prison. All tangible objects fell towards the space between the two of them. The eaves and tiles were like knives, and the pear leaves were like arrows.
Blood was dripping from the corner of Nan Dao's mouth, and the Yiaozhou Island he was carrying behind him was finally unsheathed.
With a sonorous sound, it turned into a stream of light that passed through Daowen and shot towards Lin Erliang.
Lin Erliang's Taoist seals were formed in front of his body, turning into a sign of yin and yang, intercepting the swiftly approaching Parrot Island.
Nan Dao held the sword in Daowen, coughed, and vomited a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper. He raised his hand to hold the Peach Blossom Sword and was about to stab it out, but suddenly stopped.
Lin Erliang also stopped.
The two of them looked in a certain direction of Nanyi City.
Someone is carrying a knife and is heading towards the Heavenly Hell.
