"There are no immortals in this world.”
A sudden sentence rang out on the bumpy forest path. The tone was deep and ethereal, as if it came from a senior who understood the world.
However, when he looked carefully, there was no senior or expert. A six or seven-year-old child in strange clothes pretended to be deep as he walked under the shade of the trees. The sunlight shone through the layers of leaves on the young man's body. Coupled with his slow and steady pace, it was quite charming. Of course, that was if one did not look at his height.
The child's tender face was filled with excitement, worry, and even helplessness.
Everyone must ask, how could a six or seven-year-old child have so many emotions?
That's right, as the title said, this was transmigration.
Moreover, it was a shocking second transmigration. Even though it didn't take long for me to fall for the first time
Walking to the riverside, the child squatted down and drank a mouthful of cool water. The sweet and clear river water was even more delicious than the drinks on Earth. The child praised loudly,"Awesome!"
Staring at the water surface, the child's face revealed a serious expression, as if he was bitterly brewing something. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The calm surface of the water was filled with evil energy. The innocent child in the reflection had a pair of blood-red eyes!
The surface of the water was shaking. The waves rippled up and down. However, that pair of blood-red eyes did not disperse. On the evil blood-red background, a black magatama slowly spun around the center of the eye.
Shura Eye!
What happened next was clear. Lin Xing, a tragic man, had tragically transmigrated to Naruto, lived until the night of Uchiha's extermination, and then died tragically.
This was definitely a tragic story!
Lin Xing wasn't like the other great gods who had traveled through time and space. He wasn't without talent. In Lin Xing's words," geniuses are often killed in the cradle."
Dear gods of Celestial Bane, Lin Xing is even younger than Sasuke!
Thus, on that miserable night, Lin Xing ran desperately. The space in front of him fluctuated, and the BOSS man appeared. Lin Xing did not even see how the other party attacked before he lost his senses.
Forget it, a good man shouldn't talk about what happened in the past.
Lin Xing stood up, closed his eye-catching Sharunyan, and looked up to the south.
According to the shop owner, the Qingyun Sect was there.
The Immortal Slaying World was plagued with disasters. If one were to talk about the best refuge, the Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the best. Lin Xing promised that he would not continue to transmigrate after he died this time.
It was normal for his first transmigration to be a soul transmigration. The second time was no longer considered a transmigration in the strict sense. The Shura Eye was still there, his five-year-old body was still there, and even the clothes he wore before he died were still intact.
Lin Xing guessed that there must have been a problem with the masked man's Space-Time Ninjutsu, and he was sent to this world by accident.
If he died this time, he would really have nothing left.
He made up his mind. Lin Xing swore that he would definitely join the Qingyun Sect.
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Ten days later, at the foot of Green Cloud Mountain.
It was tall and majestic. Even before stepping on this thousand-year-old righteous path giant, Lin Xing could already feel the majesty within.
Lin Xing's clothes were torn and he looked travel-worn. There were a few wounds on his hands that had been cut by thorns. It was hideous and terrifying. Of course, Lin Xing did this on purpose.
Lin Xing had been training hard in the Naruto World, and his strength was close to that of a Genin. He was not inferior to the so-called geniuses (although he was still killed in the end, haha). The chakras circulated rapidly within his body. The power of a casual punch was several times that of an adult. Ordinary poisonous insects and wild beasts could not get close at all.
Therefore, Lin Xing needed to pretend. It would be strange if the Qingyun Sect's Chief did not treat a five-year-old child who was already so strong as a spy.
Lin Xing had long made up a series of questions about his identity, background, and the reason for seeking the Dao. Lin Xing, who had gone through countless interviews and assessments, was simply overqualified to deal with these.
The only uncertain factor was talent.
One had to know that as the leader of the righteous path, which disciple of the Qingyun Sect was not one in ten thousand? They were extremely talented. The world was ridiculously big, and there were countless people who sought immortality and Dao, but how many disciples did the Qingyun Sect have?
There were only nearly a thousand people.
Lin Xing clearly remembered that this was what the book said.
" Nearly a thousand people."
The Divine Lands was vast and boundless. When ordinary people talked about cultivation, they could only sigh. Cultivation emphasized the word "fate".
And this so-called fate, to put it more realistically, was talent.
It was a rare opportunity to meet someone like Zhang Xiaofan. For all living beings, the moment they were born, their fate of birth, old age, illness, and death was destined.
Thinking of this, Lin Xing was rather emotional. Wasn't it the same in the Naruto World? He cultivated desperately and held the spirit of resisting to the end, but in the end, it was all in vain.
Was everything destined?
Song Jie looked at the tall and continuous mountain range in front of him in a daze.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Lin Xing shivered. Looking at this mountain range that seemed to be looking down on him, Lin Xing was inexplicably furious.
"No matter what, I have to give it my all!”
"If I can't enter the Qingyun Sect, I'll go to the Heavenly Note Temple and the Burning Incense Valley. If not, I'll go to the Ghost King Sect and the Thousand Poisons Sect! Waiting for death is not my style!"
Lin Xing strode forward and ascended the Qingyun Sect's mountain range. The weak figure was inconspicuous against the backdrop of the vast mountains.
However, no one would have thought that this seemingly weak body hid a mature soul.
Lin Xing stepped up the mountain step by step, excited and nervous. The mountain road was rugged. Lin Xing walked and stopped, resting five or six times along the way. Who could guarantee that there weren't any bored elders watching from the top of the mountain?
Walking and stopping, repeatedly, Lin Xing finally arrived at the top of the mountain, drenched in sweat. Touching his ashen face, Lin Xing grinned," F * ck, using chakras to crazily circulate to create sweat was really tiring.
In the eyes of the two disciples guarding the door, this gratified smile was not the case. The two disciples sighed in their hearts,[This child has outstanding perseverance, open-minded and optimistic. He's a good seedling!]
Just like that, under the enthusiastic guidance of the two disciples, Lin Xing came to a hall. Lin Xing was confused. Although the Qingyun Sect disciples in the original novel were kind, they were not that enthusiastic.
The hall was simple and clean. There were a few tables and chairs, a few calligraphy paintings, and a large "Dao" character in the middle. Other than that, there was nothing else.
Not long after, a white-haired old man entered the hall. He had a kind face and a belt fluttering in the wind. He looked like a living immortal. The old man sized up Lin Xing and nodded,"Hmm, not bad. His aptitude is average. With some hard work, he can achieve something.”
Lin Xing knew that he had succeeded. He couldn't hold back his excitement."Elder, thank you! Thank you, Elder!"
The elder couldn't help but smile when Lin Xing's tender voice said such mature words."Alright, you relied on your talent to enter the Qingyun Sect. It has nothing to do with me.”
After saying that, the old man changed the topic and went straight to the point.""I am Elder Li of Longshou Peak. Today, I will accept you as a disciple of Longshou Peak. Are you willing?”
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