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Gradually, the flow of his blood began to slow down, and his heartbeat became slower and slower. In the end, it seemed as if his heartbeat had completely stopped, and his breathing was also faintly discernible, as if he had died …

This kind of state, was in fact the same method used by the Taoist to raise his cultivation and repair his body. A few years ago, Lin Jin had entered this state in order to save Fei Er who had fallen into the violent river, and as his cultivation had increased, especially his comprehension of the way of the heavens, he was able to enter this state as well.

He didn't know what was going on in his body this time, but it was so bad that he was on the verge of death. Lin Jin, who had experienced great pain and had no other way out, naturally entered this state.

Without eyes, ears, nose, tongue and body intent, spotless; like a dream, a bubble, a flash of lightning, everything was gone. This was the truest portrayal of his current state.

At this moment, his senses, hearing, sight, touch, taste, and smell were all gone. Even his mind and thoughts, which had never stopped, were all gone without a trace. He seemed to have left this world and disappeared without a trace.

However, without all these distractions, the potential of his body was beginning to show itself.

All the muscle tissue, blood, organs, and even the smallest cells were at least ten times more active than normal, and they began to quickly repair the damaged tissue on his body.

However, for some reason, although the other parts of his body were being repaired at an unparalleled speed, the organization of his Dantian remained completely motionless. Moreover, the meridians in his body didn't recover as quickly as they did when he entered this mysterious state.

It was a good thing that Lin Jin's current state of mind was completely blank. Otherwise, he would have cried out in shock.

Because just as the two thickest meridians in his body — the Ren Du and Du — finished melting, a resplendent starlight suddenly shot out from his dantian, fusing together with his entire body's flesh and blood …

As for Feng Wanshan and Yin Yin's grandfather, both of them flew out of the Grand Cloud Immortal Pavilion, and after a full day and night, they finally arrived in the air above the place that Lin Jin had given them.

But when he flew above, looking down, Feng Wanshan's heart was ice-cold.

Looking down now, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the towns and cities were reduced to rubble. Souls were scattered everywhere, and resentment soared to the heavens. There was not a single trace of a beautiful scene in this world.

Feng Wanshan cried out in his heart, that was impossible, he had come here before, and although it was not some spiritual vein treasure land, it was under the rule of one of the top cultivation sects in the Taoism, how could such a tragic event happen?

Looking at the people in the rubble, all of their tears were dried, they looked confused and desperate, miserable, and even Feng Wanshan who had seen enough of life and death, could not help but feel sorrow for the new soul.

However, the most important thing right now was to find Xu Yi. Feng Wanshan could not help but worry for Xu Yi, who he had yet to meet. According to him, with Xu Yi's cultivation, he could only rely on luck to avoid this kind of calamity.

However, according to Lin Jin, he had one advantage over other people, and that was that he had Big Yellow by his side. With Big Yellow's intelligence, he should be able to bring him along and escape before the disaster.

Thinking about it, Feng Wanshan brought Yin Yin and dove down towards the ruins below.

When he flew down, he discovered that there were already many traces of the monks. They were walking aimlessly on the ruins, as if they were looking for something.

Those ordinary people, in addition to the pain of losing their families and friends due to the calamity, didn't notice this, and just assumed that they were also looking for their loved ones.

hurriedly hid himself. The cultivators of the Ghost Realm, in order to avoid some young cultivators looking for trouble with the name of Spirit Catcher, naturally had a method to prevent the Taoists from discovering him. The current Feng Wanshan was even more powerful than before the calamity.

Seeing that there were already Taoists present, Feng Wanshan knew that something was amiss. After looking around, he did not find any trace of Xu Yi or Big Yellow, and then with a turn, he flew towards a Taoist that was not strong, even though his cultivation was not.

The Taoist was not tall and sturdy. He wore a white shirt that was covered with dust, and he looked no different from an ordinary disaster victim. However, the light in his eyes revealed his unique identity.

After Feng Wanshan followed him around the town a few times, suddenly he heard a whistle that normal people wouldn't be able to hear, the Taoist's ears twitched, and then he quietly walked out of the town.

When he was out of sight of the crowd, he saw the Daoist taking out a sword from his bosom and throwing it into the air. He then jumped up and lightly stood on the sword, flying towards the mountains.

With his cultivation level, he was able to control the Flying Sword without revealing any hint of smoke or fire. Just from the way he was riding the sword, it was clear that he was a disciple of a famous sect.

Seeing that, Feng Wanshan could not help but exclaim, but he did not dare to fall half a step behind, and immediately gave chase.

After flying for less than ten minutes, the Taoist stopped at a cliff. Over there, there were two other Taoist s around his age who seemed to have discovered something.