Renegade Immortal

Chapter 1137 Snow

This abandoned star is not wild, and there are still many mortal cities. Because monks seldom come here, it is peaceful. At this moment, on this abandoned star, there is a cold winter, and there are pieces of snowflakes floating between the sky and the earth, falling on the ground. , especially in some villages, attracts children to play happily.

This day is a major festival on this planet. The origin of this festival has been lost in the long river of history. Up to now, it has long been forgotten by most people. But the custom is unknowingly passed down and becomes a habit.

Every household, in this snowy sky, lights up, it seems that every place where there are people, you can hear the sound of laughter.

It was dark at night, but under the reflection of the little lights and the snowflakes, although it was not as good as the day, the silver light was clearly visible.

In the snow, a young man walked forward silently, leaving a series of footprints on the ground, but the footprints were not deep, and were filled with falling snowflakes in a short time, and finally became lighter and lighter, sweeping away all traces.

This young man was dressed in white, and even his hair was white. Snowflakes fell on his hair. Looking from a distance, it seemed that he couldn't tell the difference between the snow and the hair...

The whimpering cold wind blows, gently blowing up the snow on the ground, as if trying to blend with the sky and snow, and finally falls again, regardless of the new and the old.

The young man walked quietly under the blowing snow on the ground. The snow under his feet was very thick, and there was a slight creaking sound when he stepped on it, but under the cold wind, the sound was blown away far away and merged into the snowflake.

In this cold winter, the white shirt on the young man's body was very thin, he was still wearing single clothes, and the shoes on his feet were also very thin, but he seemed not afraid of the cold, silently facing the wind and snow, with melancholy in his heart With the bitterness of having to leave, in this wind and snow, slowly move forward to the depths of the plain ahead.

The fierce north wind contains cold and snow, as if it wants to stop the youth from leaving home during this festival, but when it blows on the youth, it falls apart, very powerless...

In the dark night, in the snowstorm, there is no human habitation around him, only the sound of the wind to accompany him, only the snowflakes to see him off...

I don't know how long it took before the young man stopped in his footsteps. Where he was, there was no fluctuation of the ground at a glance, and everything was filled with silver snow.

Here, is a plain.

"It's here.

"Wang Lin raised his head and looked at the dark sky calmly. The snowflakes fell before his eyes, covering the ground.

Shaking his head and shaking the snow off his hair, Wang Lin took a deep breath, which turned into a white mist and gradually dissipated in front of him. He stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot, and immediately there was a shock from all around. In a short while, the snow within a radius of thousands of feet immediately turned into a silent storm, rolling snowflakes into the sky, and scattered in the sky , blown by the wind, far away with the wind.

On the thousand-foot land without snow, a majestic formation was revealed. This formation was very complicated, and there were even pieces of gravel pressing on it in many places.

After being silent for a while, Wang Lin sighed softly, came to the center of the formation, grabbed the void with his right hand, and in the snowflakes in front of him, a storage crack appeared in the dim light. The stones found on the way flew out one by one, hovering in the air, densely packed in hundreds.

With a wave of Wang Lin's right hand, these stones fell to the ground one by one, scattered in different positions.

All of a sudden, the light in the formation diffused, slowly running, and there were signs of opening. With the operation of the formation, the snowflakes that fell from the sky were immediately pushed by the power of the formation before they approached, and lifted into the air again, heading towards Disperse around.

Silently sitting cross-legged on the ground, Wang Lin poked his right hand into the crack of the storage, and when he took it out, there was an extra soul in his hand. This soul closed his eyes and passed out.

Holding the Yuanshen, Wang Lin made a tactic with his left hand and quickly tapped the Yuanshen. Every time he tapped, the Yuanshen would tremble. Finally, when Wang Lin swung the Yuanshen with his right hand, the Yuanshen flew up immediately, and its illusory body was Infinitely elongated, twisted and rotated, turning into a vortex.

The vortex roared, and there were bursts of shrill sounds echoing in it. At this moment, the formation on the ground was completely opened, and the roaring sound replaced the wind, forming a scene of extremely bright light, which did not rise into the sky, but It was all rushing into the vortex in the mid-air.

Under the sound of bangs, the vortex seemed to be continuously opened up. Wang Lin, who was cross-legged, raised his head, made a tactic with both hands, and said in a calm and soft voice: "Use the soul as a guide!"

The vortex flickered with blood in an instant, and as the light of the formation merged, the moment Wang Lin's words fell, the formation under Wang Lin seemed to draw out all its power, and it collapsed and turned into pieces, even Those gravels were all turned into ashes and scattered.

The vortex in the mid-air stopped its rotation, flickering with uncertain light and shade, and inside it was pitch black, like a passage.

Standing up, Wang Lin stepped forward, stepped into the vortex, and looked back at the silver land. Although he was unfamiliar with this place, he was breathing the air of the Alliance Starfield. Here, he felt like home. , has the atmosphere of a friend, his reluctance, and his story.

"This time, I don't know when I will be able to come back... Maybe, I will never come back... Fortunately, when I left, I was greeted by snow and accompanied by the wind... That's enough!" Wang Lin looked away bitterly, and smiled , turned around and walked towards the depths of the vortex, and gradually disappeared without a trace following the vortex.

On the deserted star plain, the vortex also disappeared, only the lingering sound of that long laugh spread out to the surroundings, suppressed by the snowflakes, and slowly merged into the sky and the earth.

The empty space of thousands of feet on the plain was also gradually being filled in the snowflakes, like the footprints of Wang Lin all the way, all disappeared...

The four great worlds of wind, cloud, thunder and lightning each have a star field. The Alliance of the Rain Realm is unique to the first to ninth level cultivation countries. There are great differences in the way of cultivation and different major directions, and even the personalities of the monks of both sides.

Compared with the strictness of the alliance, Luo Tian is more of a passion, but this passion can be completely given up when facing the family honor!

Glory, above all else!

The sea of ​​clouds in the wind world is completely different from the two worlds of rain and thunder...

The range of the Sea of ​​Clouds Starfield is larger than that of the Luotian Starfield. It can even be said that among the four great fairy worlds, the Sea of ​​Clouds occupies the largest starfield. At first glance, the starry sky is not completely dark, but is filled with a thin star mist. This star mist exists in a vast area of ​​the entire sea of ​​clouds star field, and the spiritual consciousness will be hindered to a certain extent within it.

Because of the star mist that exists eternally throughout the ages, it seems that it is not a starry sky, but a sea of ​​mist in the Sea of ​​Clouds star field. This is also the origin of the name of Sea of ​​Clouds.

In the Sea of ​​Clouds Star Field, because of the unique star fog, even a monk with great supernatural powers will lose his way once he goes deep into the star field without an accurate star map, and will be trapped in it forever.

Even if it shrinks to an inch, under this star fog, it will be seriously disturbed. Although it has an effect, the effect is not great.

No one knows the origin of this star mist, this star mist permeating the sea of ​​clouds, it is said that it existed before the ancient fairyland disappeared...

Different from Luo Tian and the Union's four regions, East, West, and South, in the sea of ​​clouds, there is no distinction between east, west, south, and north. Because of the existence of this star fog, it is difficult for all monks to know their directions clearly.

Similarly, the system within the Sea of ​​Clouds does not allow for east, west, and north directions. In the Sea of ​​Clouds, due to the different concentrations of fog, there are nine levels from the inside to the outside!

These nine levels are actually nine irregular rings, with the first level on the outside and the ninth level on the innermost.

The Morro Continent exists in the fifth level of the sea of ​​clouds. In the thick star fog, from a distance, the Moro Continent looks faintly visible. In the center of the continent, there is a towering black tower, which emits The soft light enveloped the entire Morro Continent, making it impossible for the fog in the starry sky to blend into the continent. Under the soft light, it was dispersed a little, making the outside of the continent clear.

It is not that there are no comprehension stars in the sea of ​​clouds star field, but the number of comprehension stars is extremely rare, and most of them are concentrated in the star fields above the seventh rank. The total number is less than one hundred.

In the star field below the seventh level, the most numerous are the continents floating in the starry sky. These continents represent the sects in the sea of ​​clouds.

In the northern part of the Moro Continent, rain fell from the sky in the night sky. The rain was like a torrent, covering the sky and the earth. I don’t know how long it has been falling, but the ground is already full of mud ponds, and the dense leaves are all bent down. It seems that under the rain, the people who are suppressed Can't lift my spine. Let the rainwater form lines, join together from the edges of the leaves, and pour down towards the ground.

Little beasts hid in the corners, trembling silently in the rain. On the ground, from time to time, a few colorful snakes can be seen, shuttling through the muddy water as if they were playing. Such a rainy night, for them, is a good time to look for food.

This is a jungle. In the rain, it seems that there are no other sounds except the sound of rain and the beating of leaves, and it is relatively quiet.

Thunder flashed across the sky from time to time, illuminating the earth shrouded in darkness for an instant.

In the depths of the jungle, there is a 100-foot-sized open space, which was cleared up and a formation was arranged. Now the rain is falling and washing some of the soil, making the formation very clear.

There were no monks around, and the last group of monks waiting outside the formation also left three months ago and gave up the formation, but it was not destroyed, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope.

The thunder flashed again in the dark night, and at the moment when the ground suddenly brightened, a crackling sound suddenly came out of the formation, but under the roar of thunder, the sound was completely suppressed.

The blue light lit up in this formation, and gradually surrounded the entire formation. The speed of the rain falling from the sky seemed to gallop at this moment, as if knowing that there was a person who did not belong to the sea of ​​clouds, and a person who would rise in this sea of ​​clouds star field , the monks who shocked the four great fairy worlds will appear.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger...the thunder is getting more and more.