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Since being fished up by the ghost old man, Lin Qin has been sitting by the River Styx for ten days. He didn't know why he was still alive, since he was alive, he couldn't survive, that shame would have to be washed in blood, and the family would have to rely on him to revitalize.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Lin family in the Southern Immortal Domain, Lin Qin entered the Zhige Realm at the age of nine, and entered the pure state of mind at the age of fourteen, like a shining pearl among the younger generation of the Southern Immortal Domain. However, this pearl, just three months ago, fell. Lin Qin, who was looking for the artifact in the depths of the River Styx, was besieged by the three Qing Mind Realms, the Dao Palace was destroyed, and he fell into the River Styx.

When he woke up, rejoicing that he had survived the catastrophe, the heavens seemed to have played a big joke on him, not only the Dao Palace was destroyed, but even the Yuan Veins in his body were shattered, how cruel it was for a genius. In the nine days after waking up, Lin Qin didn't say a word, and kept knocking on the door with the little remaining Yuan Force in his body.

It doesn't matter if the Yuan Vein is broken, at most the cultivation has slowed down, but Lin Qin clearly understands that if the Dao Gate is closed and killed, it will be completely hopeless. A spiritual cultivator must knock on the door before the age of eight, so that the body will form a system of its own to form a cycle with the external Yuan force.

"How many times has this kid knocked on the door in the past nine days?" asked the old ghost man who came out of the wooden house. The big black dog lay on the side of the iron pillar, lazily basking in the sun, and said, "If not ten thousand, there are eight thousand." This kid is really a tendon, the Dao Palace is completely destroyed, the underworld qi in his body is entangled, and he knocks on a wool thread, and he is dead. ”

"Hmm, you want him dead now, when the old man was about to throw him into the river, who cried and begged me to keep him?" The ghost old man's gaze shifted to Lin Qin's body, and he also shook his head and said, "This is a new thing. It stands to reason that the cycle of life and death, this breakthrough through the reincarnation realm is the first hurdle for spiritual cultivators, success leads to life, defeat leads to death, how can there be such variables?"

"You ask him, this freak hasn't said a word since he woke up, and he has survived in vain thanks to Lao Tzu. ”

The ghost old man pursed his lips and said, "If you really let the old man push people down, you won't have any chance to escape, and you think that the one who saved this is powerful, and you can't even die if you fall into the River Styx, and it will definitely help you escape, right?"

The big black dog had a nostril and grinned: "What nonsense is telling the truth." Who knew that it was a waste that was saved. ”

"I don't care if it's a waste old man, it's just why there are ten dragons in the dragon hunting stick, this is what the old man can't understand. "The ghost old man still can't understand until now, this dragon seeking stick is a superb spiritual weapon, even if you can't find the dark weapon in the Styx, there will be no such mistakes, it actually binds a person, and it also shows that it is the pattern of the ten dragons of the town country.

Lin Qin's attention was focused on knocking on the door. He had failed more than nine thousand three hundred times, and the last trace of Yuan Force in his body was used by him in front of the Dao Palace. Now the Dao Palace in his body is no longer as full of Yuan Force as before, but full of Immortal Qi, and the Dao Palace entangled by Immortal Qi is like a secluded mansion of the dead, with broken walls and ruins on it. At the beginning, in the depths of the River Styx, he was forced to sacrifice the Dao Palace, but he was besieged by the three masters, and even the Dao Palace was shattered.

In front of the Dao Gate, a huge three-legged tripod blocked the middle of the Dao Gate, which was also the only artifact he obtained when he went deep into the ancient battlefield of the Styx River this time, but he didn't expect to attract death. He could clearly see that the palm prints on the door, as well as the broken runes, this revenge will definitely be washed with blood!

Lin Qin settled his mind, concentrated his soul perception on the Yuan Force, and controlled the only trace of Yuan Force in his body now, and probed towards the door of hope. He understands that there is only one last chance. If he can't knock on the door again this time, then the Yuan Power in his body will be completely dissipated, and he will be a wasted person.

He carefully pasted the last glimmer of hope on the Dao Gate, and silently recited the Enlightenment Dao Sutra Mental Method that he had been familiar with since he was five years old. Yuan Li bypassed that strange Da Ding, Lin Qin tried ten thousand times, but every time he bypassed that immortal weapon, both his soul and Yuan Li became trembling and frightened. The three thousand defeats in front of him were all spent bypassing that side of the Great Ding.

The beating Yuan Li, after withstanding the deterrence of Da Ding, finally stuck to the door of the Dao Palace. Lin Qin's soul perception at this moment not only had to overcome the fatigue caused by the thousands of times he had manipulated the Yuan Force in the past nine days, but more importantly, he had to remain unaffected by the Immortal Qi at all times. At this age, this kind of soul perception is rare.

Vientiane begins with one, so the rune that knocks on the door is derived from the beginning. If this silk yuan force can pass smoothly, then it is a success, which means that you have the qualifications to cultivate. Knocking on the door is not without the difference between high and low, and the people with mediocre qualifications, just like Lin Qin expects now, can let this "one" character text penetrate, and the degree of knocking on the door is also an important indicator of qualification. At the beginning, it was precisely because Lin Qin knocked on the door of the road ten inches that he was carried by the elders of the clan, and he became the key object of cultivation in the clan, and later he had such an achievement.

Of course, the Lin family, who is lonely in the Southern Immortal Domain, may be a genius existence, a truly talented person, the two Dao doors suddenly opened, and entering the Dao Palace is like walking on the ground, of course, such a genius is naturally rare in a hundred years.

Lin Qin's brows furrowed, the rune was still attached to the Dao Gate, and there was no sign of entering, which made him a little anxious. This is his last chance, they all say that there is no endless road to heaven, is God really going to cut off my Lin Qin's back road!

I'm not reconciled!

Lin Qin watched as the last hope gradually came to naught, the fluctuations of his soul perception spread wildly, his body continued to tremble, suddenly his bloody eyes were angry, his body stood up uncontrollably, and roared towards the blue sky: "Thief God, why! Why do you give me hope, and finally let hope be shattered! Why do you still let me, a wasted person, live!"

Just as Lin Qin roared unconsciously, a slap on his back knocked him down, knocking him unconscious directly. The ghost old man touched the stubble on his chin and smacked his mouth, "Nine days of knocking on the door, there is still such a vigorous energy ghost scream." ”

The big black dog on the side looked at the ghost old man with unkind eyes, and said: "Na Na Na, let's talk about it first, this is a living person, if you still go out to mingle, this reputation can't be ruined, let me go quickly." "He's afraid that the ghost old man will play yin, this stuffy stick knocks.

"Yo he, you dead dog is still arguing with the old man? Let's not talk about the bad old man's reputation, the old man won't let you go, who knows about this bet outside. What's more, I didn't lose this bet, let you have a dog basket!" The old man didn't look like a master, and as soon as he picked up Lin Qin, he left by himself.

"You, you...... What nonsense are you talking about when you open your eyes, such a big living person, didn't you fish it up from the River Styx?"

The old ghost man laughed dryly, and walked into the wooden house without knowing his head, "Is he worthy of being called a living person? Have you ever seen a living person with a full body of darkness? So this bet, I will barely settle it, and it won't count you as losing. When he was about to step into the wooden house, he didn't forget to tease, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What's more, your leper dog has nothing of value to lose to the old man." ”

"Wang!" the big black dog suddenly barked.

"Damn, why is this king's dragon chanting more and more like a dog barking, a fried hairy dog on the dog, this little face is not left for Lao Tzu. The leash began to circle around the iron post. As soon as Da Hei is irritable, he can only use this way to vent the anger in his body.