Mortal blood!

Chu State, at the foot of Daqing Mountain, Linjia Village.

"Xiaofan, please forgive me. Your father Lin Zhong is thirty years old this year. He is considered the birthday boy in our Linjia Village."

"Since three hundred years ago, people in our village have been unable to escape the short-lived curse. They must die at the age of thirty."

"Only immortal cultivators with great supernatural powers can break the curse and live a long life. We, the ordinary ones, are of ordinary blood and cannot change our lives against the will of heaven like the immortal cultivators. Let's just let nature take its course."

Villagers from Linjia Village were crowded in front of the small thatched hut at the west end of the village.

Everyone looked at a young man and sighed.

The young man's name was Lin Fan, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong body.

Since he was five years old, he has been working hard with his father Lin Zhong. Practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, never stopping.

He is twelve years old this year and can already shoot a three-hundred-stone hard bow. He is recognized as the second strongest person in the Lin family village after Lin Zhong.

"The whole village has been cursed with a short life. Eighteen years from now, I will die suddenly like my father in the prime of life."

Thinking of this, Lin Fan felt sad.

Although it had been expected, Lin Fan still found it difficult to accept Lin Zhong's untimely death.

"This short-lived curse is too vicious."

"Instead of living in the village for the rest of your life, it is better to go out and give it a try. Maybe you can find a way to live a long life."

His father's death solidified his thoughts. Lin Fan's eyes glowed with light again.

Deep in his heart, the bud of yearning for God in the outside world became more determined because of this.

"Village Chief, when the funeral is over, I want to leave Daqingshan and become an immortal cultivator like Immortal Emperor Lin, with a life span as long as the heavens." Lin Fan said.

Hearing this, Lin Qiang's expression changed slightly.

The villagers in Linjia Village were already shocked.

"Immortal cultivators soar in the clouds, ride on the mist, and call the wind and rain. They rely on their vast magical powers and are very proud. How can they like you, a little hunter with ordinary blood?"

"The story of Immortal Emperor Lin is just a legend. Which descendant of Immortal Emperor only lived for a mere thirty years?"

"Even if you join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, without the blood of Immortal Cultivation, you can only be a handyman disciple. Xiaofan, why do you have to work as a horse for others? Isn't it better to stay in the village?"

Lin Fan raised his head and looked into the distance.

Following his gaze, a statue more than ten feet high stood at the head of the village.

After countless years of exposure to wind and rain, the statue has long been beyond recognition.

But its left hand points to the sky and its right hand points to the earth, and its domineering aura remains unabated.

rumor!

This is the statue of Emperor Lin Immortal!

The villagers of Linjia Village are descendants of the Immortal Emperor!

At this moment, Lin Fan's determination to seek immortality has never been so firm.

The originally broken statue suddenly came to life under Lin Fan's gaze. A man with a blurry face wields a sword in the air and travels across the world of immortality, looking very cool.

Especially the man's courage to fight with the sky, the earth, and others and still have endless fun, instantly inspired Lin Fan.

"I, Lin Fan, would rather pursue immortality and die than live a mediocre life."

"If what is said about Emperor Lin is true, I will follow in his footsteps. If it is false, I will definitely be Emperor Lin of Linjia Village in the future."

Lin Fan's voice was so loud that it made everyone's ears buzz.

If you are determined to follow the path, no one can stop you!

Seeing this, the villagers looked at the village chief Lin Qiang, hoping that he would stop it.

Lin Qiang did not respond to the villagers' request: "It's getting late, it's time for the funeral."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the hut.

Several able-bodied villagers also followed in one after another.

Not long after, Lin Zhong's coffin was carried out by everyone and buried in the geomantic treasure land at the foot of Daqing Mountain.

Seeing Lin Zhong's coffin being buried little by little by the loess, Lin Fan burst into tears.

"father!"

Lin Fan was surrounded by people, but he couldn't hear that kind and familiar reply.

"Is it true that people with ordinary blood cannot cultivate immortality? I don't believe it! Tonight, I will leave Linjia Village to find the way to immortality."

…

It's late at night, the moon and stars are sparse.

Lin Fan picked up his luggage and walked towards the outside of the village.

The vast green mountains are like huge monsters lurking in the vast wilderness.

Not long after leaving the village, I saw someone standing at the end of the village.

A thick layer of green frost fell on the man's body.

Under the moonlight, there is a faint white light.

It seems that he has been waiting here for a long time.

"village head?"

Lin Fan's expression changed slightly.

"Really want to leave?"

Lin Fan nodded firmly.

Lin Qiang made no move to stop him, but his eyes became very complicated.

"Our Linjia Village has been cursed with a short-lived life. Once someone leaves the village, if a way to lift the short-lived curse cannot be found within eighteen years, all the men, women, and children in the village will die overnight."

Lin Fan's heart was beating wildly and he clenched his fists nervously.

"No wonder no one in the village wants me to leave. But... village chief, why didn't you stop me during the day?"

"In another hundred years, the short-lived curse in our Linjia Village will completely break out. Everyone in Linjia Village will turn into dust together with the statue of Emperor Lin. So, I plan to take a gamble."

Lin Qiang's intention was very clear. He was placing the hope of the survival of hundreds of people in the village on Lin Fan.

This responsibility!

This pressure!

Too big!

For a moment, Lin Fan fell into silence.

Lin Qiang smiled brightly.

"You are only twelve years old and can shoot a three-hundred-stone hard bow. With this unwavering will, you can succeed even if you seek immortality. I believe you will not let us down."

"At the same time, I will also give you the only chance of immortality in the village."

Lin Qiang took out a small white jade bottle, a wrinkled yellow paper, and a palm-sized copper bottle with scratches from the leather bag on his waist.

The white jade bottle was crystal clear.

Before it was opened, a pure medicinal fragrance came, making people feel refreshed.

The yellow paper was wrinkled, and it was full of ghostly talismans.

Lin Fan couldn't understand it at all.

As for the copper bottle.

In addition to the messy scratches on the surface, it was actually heavy inside.

"In the white jade bottle is a holy blood pill. Mortals who take it can have immortal blood. This was given by an old man when I was thirteen years old. I missed the best period for taking it, so you got it."

"This yellow paper is a traction talisman that can help you find the immortal sect."

"As for this copper bottle..."

Speaking of this, Lin Qiang himself felt a little embarrassed.

"Since the former village chief passed this thing to me, I haven't found any special use for it. Before leaving, I put some red berries in it for you to eat on the road."

Lin Fan was stunned.

Lin Qiang didn't say anything and forced the two things into Lin Fan's hands.

"Take the Holy Blood Pill quickly." Lin Qiang said seriously.

Lin Fan nodded and quickly swallowed the Holy Blood Pill into his stomach.

Boom!

A strong medicinal power, like a raging fire, spread in Lin Fan's body.

Lin Fan felt his blood boiling in his body.

A faint blood-red light appeared on the surface of his body.

The strength of the physical body increased several times at this moment.

When he waved his arm casually, a mist-like energy emerged.

Seeing this, Lin Qiang smiled with satisfaction.

"The blood in your body has changed. Find a deserted place later, and use a drop of blood to activate the traction talisman, and a red line will appear to guide you forward. At the end of the red line is the immortal sect you are looking for."

Lin Fan looked expectant.

But Lin Qiang's expression was solemn again.

"Don't mention what happened tonight to anyone. Especially the fact that you took the Holy Blood Pill. If the immortal sect knew about it, your soul would be extracted and your bones would be crushed to ashes."

"In addition, I'll leave the matter of removing the short-life curse to you."

Lin Fan nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, village chief. I will find a way to remove the short-life curse within 18 years."

After saying that, Lin Fan walked into the depths of Daqing Mountain with a firm look.

When Lin Qiang's figure at the head of the village was completely blurred in his sight, Lin Fan took out the traction talisman.