Chapter 237: The Death of the Confucian God
"Lin Xiwu!"
The low roar before dying resounded throughout the sky, and it was the shout of a martial spirit with all his strength, which was enough to shake the entire Sichuan and Shu Prefecture and shock the world.
At this moment, the Confucian god Lin Sacrifice Martial Arts was covered with blood, like a killing god, where did the blood come from, there were martial arts powerhouses and their own results after encountering the backlash.
Lin Saiwu in the void has already shown signs of staggering, and there is a glimmer of light in Lin Beitian's pupils, which is a happy eye, for them, if Lin Saiwu returns this time, the possibility of them inheriting the throne of the king will become very low.
"Sacrifice to the martial arts, return to the clan immediately. "That is the appearance of the patriarch of the Lin royal family, the martial god powerhouse that the Lin clan took nearly two hundred years to be born, and now they can only protect Lin Saiwu as much as possible to survive.
"Sect Elder?" Lin Saiwu's face showed a trace of pain, and his eyes were bright but calm.
It seems that at this time, he is very calm, and the righteousness of the Confucian god has become extremely uncalm.
The current sect elder's expression was full of worry, and he was the only person in the Lin royal family who could restore prosperity now.
In any case, how many resources in the clan are exhausted, Lin Xiwu must be saved.
"Sect Elder, what are you going to do?" Lin Beitian frowned, his expression revealing dissatisfaction.
Now he is the controller of the Lin royal family and the acting king, but the sect elder still doesn't take him to heart.
His prestige was obviously provoked accordingly, and his eyes revealed a faint killing intent.
Unexpectedly, the sect elder seemed to be even more dissatisfied, and said lightly: "Lin Beitian, I solemnly warn you on behalf of the royal clan elder.
If Lin Saiwu falls, if there is any accident, you will not be able to ascend to the throne of the Lin clan.
Even if the Lu clan is willing to cooperate with you, it is impossible for you to set foot in that position. ”
A warning sound sounded throughout the Yongan Hotel, it was a voice from the royal family, representing a certain attitude.
"Sect Elder, don't forget, now I am still the acting king, and I am not affected by you. Lin Beitian's face turned pale.
In front of so many people, they didn't have any expectations, and this sect elder directly stated his attitude, which had a special significance for the entire Lin royal family.
Especially this kind of royal family, in their consciousness, the position of the king is recognized by the Kyoto Prefecture, and it will not be affected by anything, even that person will not let them lose the position of the king.
But Confucian gods or martial gods are not born at any time, so they pay great attention to the accumulation of their own strength.
The profound heritage will be an important point that determines the status of the royal family and its own development, and is an important point with decisive factors.
The heroic righteousness on Lin Saiwu's body was converging, but blood was spilling from his mouth from time to time, as if his backlash had not stopped, and that power was still released on his body.
"Sect Elder, can the royal lord exist?" After Lin Xiwu was silent for a moment, the blood on his body became more and more.
"The royal lord is still in retreat, so you should return to the clan for treatment now. The patriarch who appeared showed worry on his face, and the eagerness revealed in his words.
"Oh. "Lin Saiwu has fallen to the ground, and the ground in front of the Yongan Hotel has collapsed.
The corpses of the Martial Spirit Realm and the Martial Saint were placed there, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xiwu's mouth, and his eyes looked into the distance.
"Sect Elder, is it feasible to exchange my daughter's future for a martial god of the royal family?" Lin Saiwu, who suddenly spoke, directly stunned them, not knowing the meaning of this sentence.
"Martial Arts, how do you say this?" the sect elder with constricted pupils didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, even the others.
"Hehe, after twenty-two years, I have recovered the strength of the peak of martial arts and stepped into Confucianism!
Reversing life and death, practicing Confucianism and martial arts, should have gone through another ninety-eight years, and truly stepped into the two peak realms!
However, the time does not wait for me, regrets and frustrations, and the inability to conquer the heavens and the earth, and now the strength of Confucianism and martial arts is revealed.
Heaven and earth do not allow an existence like me to survive, and backlash is inevitable, and I will devote my life's martial arts cultivation to my heir's body.
I just hope that she can break through the shackles of my martial arts and enter the realm of martial gods.
Now I only have Confucianism and Taoism to exist in the world, and I should have kept it in myself, but now the two rules of martial arts and Confucianism and Taoism are perceived.
The fall is already doomed, and now the only way to leave the crystal of Confucianism and Taoism to the family is to ask the sect elder to hand it over to his father!"
The moment the words fell, a force was instantly generated, it came from Lin Xiwu's body, and Haoran's righteous qi was directly stripped out, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hair instantly turned white, like snow.
There was indifference in his eyes, and as his own strength was stripped out, his body fell into a new state, as if he was about to step into the point of death.
When Lin Saiwu revealed all the truth, the world at the scene was shocked, and even the people of the Lin royal family dared not imagine it.
Now it is really not an exaggeration to call Lin Saiwu the first person in the past and present, integrating the different powers of martial arts and Confucianism into himself, and cultivating it to the peak state.
Who in the world can do this, whether it is rumors or now, there is only one existence who has done this, and that is Lin Xiwu in front of him.
"Boom!"
"Click!"
The roar between heaven and earth continued to resound, and the entire body of the forest priest who had dried up was like snow, his eyes were full of calm, and there was a white ball of light in his hand.
Among them, it exudes a majestic righteousness, and the majestic momentum is hidden in it, giving people a strong sense of oppression, Lin Xiwu looked at this power seriously, and got out of his own body.
"This ...... This is ......" The elders of the Lin clan were full of shock, they never thought that one day they would be able to see with their own eyes that there was the power of the Confucian gods to strip themselves.
However, after this force was stripped away, Lin Xiwu sat there motionless, as if he was about to sit down, but that Confucian and Taoist power surrounded his body, and it never broke away from him.
Seeing this, the sect elder immediately stepped forward, his expression was full of worry, after all, they didn't understand Lin Saiwu's state at the moment, and rushed up and said, "Saiwu, what's going on with you now?"
How do you know that Lin Saiwu showed a bright smile and said: "This life has come to an end, and I only hope to be able to walk out of the next life."
The power of the sect elder contains the power of Confucianism and Taoism, and people of the royal blood of the Lin clan can be recognized by him.
can be inherited, otherwise you will be rejected by this force and then die.
Please take my corpse to Luolong Valley for a trip, but if you have a heart, you can return to dust and dust to earth. ”
The indifferent words were calm, this is a generation of Jielin sacrificed martial arts, walked out of a unique path in the world, and handed over all his own strength when he fell and sat down.
Just for a wish, even if he did everything in the future, the heaven and the earth backlash and various reasons, he still failed to fully shine in the end, just like twenty-two years ago.