As his interest in living became less and less, Lin Hui vaguely felt that if he continued like this, he might completely lose the idea of existing before completing his goal, and then enter self-destruction.
So, he went back to meet his parents in this life and saw that they were living a good life. After leaving some belongings, he traveled to various places in what is now the Republic of China.
The population in cities across the country has become much sparser, but everyone still has the same flame, that light of hope, that positive energy in their eyes that was so pure and so warm.
He also saw Xie Tieniu when he left the sword hall.
Now Steel Ox is no longer called Steel Ox, but has been renamed Xie Chengxin! He has served as the deputy commander of the newly established three-city military region including West East City. He broke an arm, but his face is much more mature and has gone through many vicissitudes of life than he did many years ago.
He also got married, with a beautiful and gentle wife by his side, and the family was harmonious.
Lin Hui did not come close to recognize him, but just looked at him from a distance. The Undying Holy Pupil on him was guaranteed to be revived once and was not used. Then he quietly left. Everything stabilized, but as he expected, those gods-level forces actually resisted and did not take action. Instead, they cooperated with the new government to divide and normalize their industries and forces one by one, and donated a large amount of assets to fully integrate into the development express of the new era.
The strings of time began to fade away slowly, and the speed of sword art practice began to slow down rapidly.
Lin Hui feels that the speed of body strengthening is slowing down, and he also knows that perhaps for the powerful Celestial Immortals, even if the inheritance power under their command is completely destroyed, they may not care too much, because as long as they are willing, they can rebuild a new set of inheritance by accepting some disciples in another place. Therefore, it is extremely unrealistic to force them to take action by exterminating the sect.
These thousand-year-old turtles are so tolerant, and there is obviously a reason why they have to endure it.
So Lin Hui decided not to wait any longer. After breaking through the second heavy sword technique, his cultivation level had reached an indescribable height. The weight of his flesh and bones was cut off, and most of his own obstacles were eliminated at once. The speed increased to a terrifying level. In addition, Star Breath Sword Classic's special ability to control the surrounding airflow.
Now, he doesn't even know how strong he is.
Because there is nothing measurable around anymore.
So, he no longer hesitated and decided to go directly to the Celestial Level force closest to him - Iron Buddha Temple.
The strength accumulated to this level is enough to support him in preliminary experiments.
After all, if we continue to wait, Time String fluctuations will disappear, and the speed of sword art practice will drop significantly. Maybe even if we wait for hundreds of years, there will be little change. New Republic 7 years.
Cross Mountain City Iron Buddha Temple, located near the Willow River, has now been transformed from the former Incense Dingsheng Temple into a tourist attraction. The original continuous Buddhist temple occupied an area almost equivalent to a small town, but now 99% of the land has been confiscated by the government, and some areas have been converted into residential buildings and some into tourist attractions.
It's midsummer at this time.
The country has just passed through its most impoverished period, and everyone has worked together to eliminate a lot of exploitation, land asset concentration and other shortcomings. People have good hopes for the future in their hearts.
Although there is still a lot of friction on the country's borders with the outside world, the New Republic government is a regime fought in the flames of war and is not afraid of any provocation. It has fought eight small-scale border battles in two years, and has forcibly brought stability and peace to the surrounding area.
Now is the most peaceful and stable day.
Iron Buddha Temple In front of the original Mahavira Palace, several little kids with open crotchless pants were playing with pebbles at the threshold.
The chickens and ducks raised by the townspeople were squawking and leisurely walking past not far away.
The most piercing thing is the noisy chirping of cicadas in the trees.
Iron Buddha Temple There is a ticket office at the entrance of the main hall, and a ticket collector First Elder is leaning sleepily on a high-backed chair, slowly shaking a bamboo leaf fan in his hand.
On the outside of the small table in front of him, there is a piece of red paper, with bold yellow writing on it: One dollar for adults, half price for children.
"Excuse me, when I go to Iron Buddha Temple to burn incense, do I enter from here?"
When First Elder was half asleep, he suddenly heard a clear young male voice suddenly ringing in his ear.
He opened his eyes wide, blinked, and looked towards the entrance.
"Just inside. Go straight in and then turn left. The first door on the left is the door." I don't know if he saw the person coming clearly, so he knocked on the ballot box on the table and motioned to the other person to read the sticker, then turned sideways and continued to sleep.
Lin Hui stuffed the newly purchased tickets and a small red printed note into the ticket box. He looked at the scar marks remaining on the old man's head, said nothing, and just walked in slowly.
Follow the spacious and clean avenue into the temple and walk inside.
Cross the ten-meter-wide stone carriageway, turn left, and walk fifty meters before you see the first door on the left.
It was a simple little Buddhist temple that was crooked and somewhat old. There were three large copper characters hanging on the plaque: Iron Buddha Temple.
The wooden door of the Buddhist hall was open, and a faint scent of incense candles filled the air.
Lin Hui Lift your feet and walk up the steps like ordinary people and enter inside.
The first thing you see is a three-meter-tall future Buddha statue with a smile and raised palms, and its eyes seem to be closed but not closed.
In front of the Buddha statue, a skinny old monk in gray robe sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly closing his eyes. I don't know whether he was taking a nap or meditating. The noisy cicadas in the midsummer outside came in, and the sultry air was also mixed with a smell of medicinal herbs and stinky feet. "I didn't expect that Iron Buddha Temple, who was famous back then, would be reduced to such a situation now." Lin Hui walked to the old monk, looked up at the Buddha statue, and said in a casual tone.
"The donor is not here to burn incense, so please help yourself." The old monk didn't even raise his head, still sitting cross-legged on the futon, motionless.
"I'm really not here to burn incense, I'm looking for someone." Lin Hui Through the past few years, he has also seen the urinary nature of these immortals. Even if the inheritance is completely wiped out, it is impossible to force them to be born. Therefore, the only way to find them is to directly follow the inheritance that is still there and follow the clues. "Looking for someone? There is no one you are looking for here. Donor, please come back." The old monk said back without raising his head.
"I didn't even say who I was looking for. How does the old monk know if this person is here?" Lin Hui said with a smile.
"The poor monk has seen many people like the donor. Iron Buddha Temple Everything is gone. All that can be divided is divided. The rest of the family property is here. The donor can do as he pleases." The old monk said indifferently, with the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
Lin Hui No more nonsense, he walked around the Buddhist hall with his hands behind his back, walked to the back, and then distracted himself, searching for any suspicious phenomena.
But the strange thing is that this place not only lacks the aura of heavenly immortals, but also lacks the aura of earthly immortals. Only the old monk, a human immortal, is left, and he is still an extremely weak human immortal.
Walk behind the Buddha statue, Lin Hui stretch out your right hand, point your index finger down, and tap it gently.
sneer.
With a movement of invisible energy, he suddenly pointed downwards, wrapped in the airflow, forming a transparent sharp arrow, which quickly pierced the ground.
Ten meters.
100 meters.
Kilometers!
Two thousand meters!
Until about five thousand meters!!
In the deepest part of the dark and lightless underground, a dark and skinny human figure suddenly woke up from his slumber, raised his hand and accurately intercepted the flying invisible sharp arrow.
Poof!
The sharp arrow suddenly shattered and disappeared.
The dark human figure also raised its head, and its eyes emitted two dazzling golden lights, shining directly at Lin Hui.
"Why should donors be aggressive? Now that the situation has changed, Heavenly Net is in the clear. No matter whether we win or lose, we can't escape the ending of complete destruction. Why bother?" An old and helpless voice penetrated directly through the thick crust of the earth and reached Lin Hui's mind.
"I want to know about the situation in Heaven. Also, I haven't seen the Heavenly Immortal for a long time, so I plan to find someone to learn from." Lin Hui told him frankly.
"Donor..." The old monk still wanted to speak.
"Don't refuse, I finally found this place not just to listen to your nonsense." Lin Hui interrupted.
The old monk heard the other party's tough intentions and became even more helpless.
"Don't you know, don't you know that it's not easy for us to practice cultivation and it's not easy to accumulate a little strength? Why bother with using some and less... I, Iron Buddha Temple, have never had any deep hatred against you."
"Stop talking nonsense, tell me the truth, and I can consider reducing it as appropriate." Lin Hui said in a slightly slower tone.
... Forget it... Since the benefactor pointed out that he wanted to know about the Heavenly Court, the poor monk told the truth truthfully." The old monk sighed. "The Heavenly Court was completely empty many years ago."
"Empty? What do you mean?"
"Not only are the immortals gone, but the immortal energy and spiritual energy that were everywhere there are also gone. This is also the fundamental reason why our immortal power cannot be replenished after we set foot in the Immortal Empress. It is also the fundamental reason why no new immortals appeared many years ago. Because the immortal energy is gone..." The old monk explained. "Then why did you all vomit blood and die after going up?" Lin Hui asked again.
"Because, the thing that swallowed the immortal energy is still there... It has even polluted Heavenly Net, so if Heavenly Net discovers it, we will be locked and devoured immediately, without exception!" The old monk replied helplessly.
"What is that thing? Since it is so close, why doesn't that thing invade here, this mortal world?" Lin Hui also followed the other party and called it that thing.
"I don't know what it is. As for the second question. How do you know that it didn't attack here?" The old monk smiled bitterly. "Since I discovered the anomaly of Heavenly Net a hundred years ago, the changes have become more and more obvious."
"How can I confirm what you said? Also, do you have any solution?" Lin Hui was silent for a moment and asked again.
"The confirmation is very simple. The donor's cultivation level is so high that he can go to heaven to test one or two things on his own." The old monk replied. "You can use foreign objects to replace yourself, go to heaven to record a short video breath, and observe it after returning. And I can provide a way to connect to heaven." "You are cooperative." Lin Hui Originally thought that there would be a fight first, but I didn't expect the other party to be so cooperative.
"So what if you don't cooperate?" The old monk smiled bitterly, "According to Dayan's divine calculation, there will be at most sixty years before this world will be completely destroyed."
"Less than sixty years!?" Lin Hui was shocked. "Are you kidding?"
"How dare you?" The old monk shook his head, "Not long ago, did the donor hear about the simultaneous war between our country and three overseas countries? Did the donor find anything unusual? Where is their Holy Spirit? Where are their angels?"
""Lin Hui suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Just as you thought, the upper part of the continent to the west is gone..." the old monk smiled bitterly.
"No matter what, let's go and take a look first." Lin Hui said calmly.