Perfect Heart of Martial Arts
"Bring him back!"
Then, the young man in white waved his hand. He was lucky. In his previous life, he had been a young master. Who would have thought that after he died in Samsara City, he would still be a young master? His father's soul was extremely strong and was now a terrifying existence in Samsara City!
As for the woman he fancied, although her appearance was very ordinary, she had an indescribable kind temperament. This kind of ghost suited his taste!
"How dare you!"
Liu Hu's eyes widened in anger. He knew that the Samsara City was huge and there were many powerful ghosts that should not be provoked. However, the place they were in was where the ordinary ghost citizens lived. The powerful ghosts were on the other side. He did not expect to encounter a powerful ghost in such a close distance!
"Is there anything I don't dare to do? When I was alive, there was nothing I didn't dare to do. It's the same even after I'm dead. Take him away! "
The white-clothed man's eyes were filled with coldness as he shouted again. Then, several ghost soldiers walked over to take Liu Hu's wife away!
"Mother, you are not allowed to take my mother away!"
Hu 'er also saw what had happened. He quickly ran over and hugged Liu Hu's wife.
"Stinking brat, destroy his soul!" The white-robed young master snorted coldly. Hearing his words, many of the ghost soldiers sneered and released Liu Hu's wife. They wanted to destroy Liu Hu's soul. Soon after, they attacked one after another. Their powerful soul force could easily destroy Liu Hu's young soul!
"Hu 'er!"
Seeing this, Liu Hu shouted anxiously.
However, at this moment, an incomparably terrifying light bloomed. Soul fluctuations descended like the might of the heavens. On Huer's body, an ancient painting floated out. A sword shot out from the painting, ruthlessly slashing down. All of the ghost soldiers' souls were scattered!
"What is this?"
That white-robed young master's pupils constricted, and even his soul trembled. That sword made him tremble with fear, but the sword didn't stop. It slashed down again, cutting his soul into pieces!
The entire street was dead silent!
"What a powerful painting. A sword actually flew out. Is that a sword formed from soul power?"
"Even the ghost soldiers were easily killed!"
Moments later, the surrounding ghost citizens were shocked. Liu Hu stood there in a daze. What happened? Suddenly, he saw the painting that fell from Hu 'er's body and his body trembled. That painting was given to him by Grandpa Lin when he was young. He had always liked it and kept it by his side out of respect for Grandpa Lin. He did not expect that painting would save them today!
Grandpa Lin, that amiable and approachable old man. Who exactly was he?
Liu Hu's heart!
"Let's go!"
Then, Liu Hu, Liu Hu's wife, and Liu Hu's wife and children, and quickly left...
At this moment, Lin Ling was wearing a gray robe as he staggered through the streets. His hair was white and his face was full of wrinkles. His eyes were simple and ancient as he quietly observed the changes in his surroundings. At this moment, he was like a dusty sword that had lost its former sharpness and sharpness, but had gained a sense of steadiness and mottling!
"No wonder the Ghost King of the Thousand Era Ghost Sect had to enter the cycle of reincarnation. It turns out that reincarnation is an extremely rare experience. It will definitely help one's martial arts in the future!"
Lin Ling muttered to himself. Reincarnation was something that could only be experienced personally. It was not something that could be explained with words. Only after experiencing it personally could one understand that wonderful feeling!
Life was like the sea. During a battle, the sea would be turbulent. When it was calm, the sea would be like an ancient well without any ripples. This was like a song. It had a calm prelude, but it also had a soul-stirring climax. This was life. Whether it was a song or a sea, it would fade away with time. But even if it faded away, there would still be memories left in one's heart that could not be erased!
Only with fierce battles, killing, tranquility, and normalcy could one's martial arts heart be perfected. It would also be more thorough when it returned to the origin!
"So that's how it is!"
Lin Ling chuckled softly. At this moment, his soul power was slowly increasing again. As he walked along the street, both sides of the street were filled with ghostly citizens. When they saw Lin Ling's staggering figure, they immediately laughed.
"Grandpa Lin!"
"Taking a stroll again!"
"Do you want to come to my house today?"
These ghost citizens liked Lin Ling very much. Lin Ling gave them a very peaceful feeling. It gave them an illusion that living on the same street as Lin Ling would make their souls more condensed!
"Little Ye Zi, you're a new ghost citizen. That's Grandpa Lin. You have to be respectful when you see him in the future!"
A ghost citizen said to the new ghost. The new ghost was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was arrogant and unruly. He did not care about the old ghost at all. What was there to be respectful about? He was not a powerful martial artist. Although he felt disdain in his heart, he did not say it out loud!
"Look at those ghost trees!"
At this moment, the ghost citizens on the street noticed something strange. They saw that wherever Lin Ling walked, the ancient ghost trees' leaves would rustle. The branches seemed to be facing Lin Ling as if they were enjoying his arrival!
This strange change surprised many of the ghost citizens.
Only Lin Ling knew that his soul power was getting stronger and stronger. The soul waves that he emitted could make the surrounding souls feel very comfortable. They could not help but want to get closer to him and condense their own souls!
"The killings over the years have gradually calmed down. The Yellow Springs Karma has already disappeared. It's almost impossible to see it anymore. I think the Yellow Springs Karma will completely disappear in the next few days!"
Lin Ling said in his heart. He looked at a green ghost tree in front of him. There were many ghost citizens under the tree. They were chatting and laughing, talking about their past lives and the interesting things that happened today. This scene was like a group of ghost citizens who had been busy all day and were gathering there to relax!
"Grandpa Lin is here!"
When the ghost citizens saw Lin Ling, they immediately helped Lin Ling over respectfully.
Lin Ling smiled and sat down among the crowd. He listened to the ghost citizens chatting. This made Lin Ling's heart even more peaceful. Most of the time, he listened with a smile and did not interrupt. After a long time, he slowly left.
This kind of peaceful and ordinary life was basically Lin Ling's routine!
"Grandpa Lin, Little Tiger, quickly help Grandpa Lin!"
When Lin Ling went back, Liu Hu and his wife also rushed over. Liu Hu called out to Little Tiger.
"Okay!"
Little Tiger ran over and helped Lin Ling. Liu Hu and his wife did the same. They followed behind Lin Ling. However, they were still shocked because not long ago, Lin Ling gave him a painting that saved their family. This made them respect Lin Ling even more!
"Liu Hu, I watched you grow up. You can't hide anything from me. Tell me!"
Lin Ling smiled and said in an extremely kind tone.
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