Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 2221

[Chapter 2221 Dry funeral]

After half a year, Li Tianming had already finished preparing for the battle, and he had a thorough understanding of the battle rules of the ancient gods, competitors, and the small world king list.

The penultimate day was his day in high spirits.

This time, it can be as short as a few months, as long as three or five years, or even never see each other, so Li Tianming is taking the time to be gentle with his beloved.

On this day, Lin Xiao had tears in his eyes and told him the news of the death of ‘Ku’.

“Why so fast?”

Li Tianming had never seen him.

He thought that he would go to the ancient gods to win glory for the sword god Lin, and then he would have the opportunity to announce the good news to him.

“The deadline has come, and no one can escape. Brother’s companion animals left a few years ago.”

Lin Xiao sighed.

The law of the world is so cruel.

Regardless of whether you are a god or a star god, there is a limit to life and death.

No matter how high you stand in the peak and prime of life, the source of stars, divine will, and order plundered from heaven and earth in the first half of your life will be returned to heaven and earth in the second half of your life.

Owned is the same as never owned.

All power is borrowed from heaven and earth, and must be repaid in the end.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

This is life.

This is the real practice.

Otherwise, if human beings “can only get in and can’t get in”, in this long time, the universe will be exhausted long ago.

Where is the cosmic source power for the next generation to use?

For the ‘universe’, no one wants to take away its power and laws.

To be a star god and to live for thousands of years is already a gift from the world.

The creatures in the dust world are also human, and only have a one-hundred-year limit.

Li Tianming has always extended the life of Wei Tiancang, Li Jingyu and other elders, let them grow through the realm, stop aging, and be worry-free in the short term.

so!

Ku, he knew, the first elder who left the world because of the deadline of life and death.

When he heard the news of his passing, Li Tianming deeply felt another cruelty in the world of practice.

That is, the power that comes from these hard practice in the body, no matter how young it shakes the Quartet, one day, it will become a dream bubble and disappear.

…

Wither’s funeral was held in the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords God.

As a respected leader of the Sword God Lin’s generation, he was qualified to be buried in the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords God.

This is the greatest affirmation of the heroic life of the Lin family, and it is eternal glory.

His heavenly soul has also risen to the seventh realm of the ancestral soul realm, and together with the martyrs, it will forever shine on future generations.

When burial, the whole family wears filial piety, and the whole people are mourning.

Li Tianming stood on the edge of the Wanjian Divine Mausoleum, watching the withered coffin, being carried to the mausoleum by his descendants.

Everyone knelt down, and he was no exception.

The Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords is shrouded in an atmosphere of grief.

This shows that people always remember contributions.

only–

Looking around, who is this person kneeling all over the ground who is really crying?

Is there someone who pretends to be sad, but has long been waiting for this day to come?

These people hiding under the filial piety have different faces, and outsiders have no idea what everyone is thinking.

“Tomorrow, the children will go to the ancient gods in order to get on the world king list.”

“This time, we will bring the glory back to the sea of infinite swords and fight for the dryness!”

“Fight for dryness!”

After the worship, the disciples of the Sword God Lin’s blood boiled.

It seems that everyone understands that when this respected senior leaves this family, ‘fight’ will become a new theme.

…

The funeral lasted all day.

Dark stars are always night, but there are too many lights in the night, too bright, so they will be as bright as day.

After leaving the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, black hail fell between the heavens and the earth, so the whole world fell into chaos and noise, and the sea of immeasurable swords was covered with dense hail, splashing all over the sky.

This is not actually hail, but a stellar source crystal formed by the thick dark clouds in the sky. They sometimes fall in the form of ice crystals, and sometimes they form a dark downpour!

Boom boom boom!

This extreme weather, it looks like the sky is falling apart, and the whole world is shaking.

After the funeral, an era ends.

When the members of the clan ancestral hall wearing filial piety left, they were divided into two camps, one going east and one west, and neither of the two groups turned back.

Everyone is heading in what they think is the right direction.

…

When the black ice crystal rain was the most violent, an old man in shorts stepped on the waves of the boundless sword sea and came to an isolated island.

There is only one simple house on the island.

The old man knocked on the door, and the door was opened by a tall, fat man in the shape of a black bear.

“Brother Hu, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

‘Black Bear’ smiled.

“I still have a thousand years to live. For the rest of the time, my life belongs to the Lin family. It is dry.”

Lin Xiao’s eyes were red as he finished speaking.

He gritted his teeth, stepped into the room, and looked around, all of them were familiar people.

“It’s a pleasure meeting, Ermai, Lin Xiao!”

…

the next day.

The more than 300 hundred-year-old disciples of the Lin clan who participated in the battle of the ‘Xiaojie Wangbang’ must arrive at the ‘Dazong Mountain’ within the specified time!

Children need to make an oath before the genealogy knot interface, cherish the opportunity, and do their best to bring glory back to the sea of infinite swords.

Dongshenyue brought Li Tianming early in the morning.

Along with them, there are other strong young men from the second vein, a total of 18 people, and the number is at the bottom of the nine veins.

In order to meet the requirements of the eighth rank and above of the Xiaotian Star Realm within a hundred years, the conditions are considered harsh.

Most people only meet the conditions when they are over 90 years old. If they can shine in their 70s or 80s, then in ten or twenty years, they will continue to participate in the war, and they will only be more elegant.

About age, Dongshenyue has asked many times.

“If you are over a hundred years old, you will not be able to enter the entrance to the ancient gods built by the Infinite Dojo. Are you not over age?”

She is not very sure about the exact date of birth of Li Tianming.

“Do not worry.”

He is not yet thirty-one, how can he not get in?

Thanks to this age limit, only a hundred-year-old interception will be formed, rather than the specific age, so Li Tianming is much more convenient.

Otherwise, he would not be very involved.

…

soon!

All the combatants are here.

The top disciples from the nine lines of the Lin family gathered together.

Looking around, all of them are heroic and extraordinary, and in terms of temperament and aura, they are all close to the level of Lin Xiuzhu.

On such occasions, everyone stood up straight without looking away.

After Yinchen evolved, the communication range was much wider, and it was even more effective than their golden communication stone. Through Yinchen, Li Tianming could communicate with Jiang Feiling and the others at any time and understand their situation in the Lin family.

This time it can only be regarded as a small farewell, and it has been lingering for a long time.

So, when Li Tianming set foot on the battlefield, Jiang Feiling and the others watched him silently behind Dongshenyue.

Handing them over to Dongshenyue, she would protect and lead the practice, Li Tianming felt relieved.

At present, Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Feiling have reached the sixth level of the Xiaotian Star Realm. They need a peaceful cultivation environment more than Li Tianming.

“No need to send it, go back sooner.”

Li Tianming looked back and smiled.

“No, I want to watch you go.” Jiang Feiling said.

Li Tianming smiled.

Ten billions of silver dust, he left one billion in the boundless sword sea.

At present they have spread out and penetrated into many corners without enchantment.

With the remaining nine billion, Li Tianming decided to take it to the ancient gods, so that he could have a ‘full-picture vision’ that no one else could have on that ancient battlefield!

Although because of his real age, his strength is at the bottom of the tens of thousands of participants in the entire Dark Star, but his fighting spirit and belief are indeed very strong.

“The better I perform in the ancient gods, the better my grandfather can stand here.”