Renegade Immortal

In the past and present, there was rain in the clouds, covering the mountain streams, and old friends came. , crucian carp

The raindrops fell to the ground and hit the rocks, making a sweet sound. However, the rain was a bit faster, and the dense rain disrupted the music, which made it a little disturbing.

Fortunately, there was wind, blowing the raindrops, diluting the chaos, and playing a majestic song of heaven, earth, rain and mountains!

In the wind and rain, at the top of Hengyun Mountain, a man dressed in white appeared without knowing when. Under the sound of raindrops and the sound of wind and bullets, he stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at the excited old man on the stone platform in front of him.

He didn't stop the rain from soaking his clothes. He didn't deliberately avoid the rain from getting wet like he did when he summoned the rain. Wang Lin just stood silently in the rain.

The rain soaked his clothes, and a slight chill spread into his body, making his white hair wet. However, Wang Lin didn't seem to have the slightest hint of embarrassment. Instead, there was only one scene that was extremely natural, just like Wang Lin. Just like this mountain, this land, every plant and tree.

Wang Lin looked at the old man on the stone platform with a smile on his face.

"Master!!" The old man stood up and knelt there in excitement. Rain fell on his face and flowed down the corners of his eyes, making it difficult to distinguish.

After eight hundred years of separation, Wang Lin returned to Qingling Star again, returned to the place where he once sought the path, and saw the named disciples he had accepted back then.

Xie Qing, for Wang Lin's life, was just a fleeting scene, but it was precisely because of this person's existence that Wang Lin's artistic conception was perfect.

Therefore, a trace of cause and effect occurred, which made him want to accept a disciple.

Even Wang Lin did not expect that the disciple created by a trace of cause and effect would actually sit on the Hengyun Mountain of Qingling Star for eight hundred years.

Over the course of eight hundred years, Xie Qing realized the artistic conception given to him by Wang Lin. In his silent pursuit and thinking, and relying on his wisdom as a master of literati in the world, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds!

However, Xie Qing has never practiced any martial arts or magical powers. The path he cultivates is very different from all the monks in the world, and even from Wang Lin!

What Wang Lin cultivates is the fusion of Taoism and supernatural power, and he slowly understands the artistic conception of the Tao with his magical power.

As for Xie Qing, she completely gave up her magical powers and only cultivated artistic conception!

At this moment, Xie Qing's body is extremely fragile. A flying sword is enough to kill him. His body seems to be on the verge of running out of oil, but his vitality is boundless.

Make his life immortal!

Although his physical body was fragile, Xie Qing's artistic conception had surpassed anything that ordinary monks could cultivate in eight hundred years!

In terms of artistic conception and Taoist thoughts, even the cultivator of Peeping Nirvana can't match him in front of Guo Qing! His artistic conception has already pointed directly towards pure nirvana, reaching the point where he has first glimpsed the rules!

This is a cultivation method that does not exist in the world. It is the same as the extreme body training of the ancient gods. Xie Qing only cultivates the artistic conception!

Even in Xie Qing's body, there is no Yuanshen, no Yuanying, and all the inner spirits that a monk should have, he has none of them. There is only that majestic soul filled with vitality!

Even Xie Qing himself couldn't explain the reason clearly. He didn't know all the methods of cultivation. He could only silently comprehend the Eight Hundred Pings from the insights given by Wang Lin.

"Cultivation of the soul..." Wang Lin looked at Xie Qing and remained silent.

A person who cultivates immortality becomes an immortal while sleeping, and lives forever... A person who cultivates truth seeks his true self, and is free from the world... A person who cultivates Taoism confirms the origin, and he is like..., while a person who cultivates soul... uses his soul to enter his life, and becomes the king of heaven and earth. division! "

Wang Lin looked at the rain falling from the sky. The raindrops hit his face, which was a little cold, and he spoke slowly.

Xie Qing knelt on the stone platform, with a look of confusion and confusion on his face. Maybe it was the rain that was getting heavier and falling on him. His wet clothes clung to his body and felt uncomfortable. In confusion, Xie Qing subconsciously raised his right hand, condensing a picture of him. A little magic trick to realize on your own. Following the mark on his right hand, the world suddenly changed, but the rainwater changed direction on the top of Hengyun Mountain, falling to all directions as if it had been moved away.

Wang Lin shook his head and said softly: "You still haven't completely given up all your magical powers..." "Xie Qing, look at this mountain, did it stop the rain from falling during its growth... Look at the river and the sea, Have you ever felt the slightest bit of repulsion when the rain fell...Look at the grass, every tree, everything, apart from us, the spirits of all things, is there anyone who can stop the rain from coming?"

"Since you have cultivated your soul, why cherish this body? Taoism has a saying, return to simplicity and truth. There are really too few people in the world who can truly understand this... Even as a teacher, I thought I had understood this clearly. Four words... But after experiencing the past, when he returned to Luotian, he had an epiphany...

Returning to simplicity means integrating oneself into the grass, trees, mountains and rivers, getting rid of the constraints of all spirits, and becoming an integral part of this world... This is returning to simplicity! "

Xie Qing's body trembled, and she vaguely seemed to understand something.

Wang Lin raised his right hand and waved forward. Immediately, Xie Qing's little spell dissipated, and the rain stopped falling and fell again, drenching the clouds.

"If you regard yourself as a part of the heaven and earth, if you become the sky and the earth, this rain is actually like your invisible blood. Why should you stop them...

Wind, rain, snow, thunder, and all other natural things, you are them, and they are you, how can they come to each other, how can they hinder the mother... It has been eight hundred years, but you still have not fully understood what I gave you back then. Your creation..., when you can abandon this body, forget all the spells you have understood, and only hold a ray of Tao soul, you can go find me...

Wang Lin looked at Xie Qing, who was meditating, and raised his right hand to grasp the empty sky. With this grasp, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, the rolling dark clouds roared, and the rain that filled half of Qingling Star suddenly seemed to be cheering. Coming roaring from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the endless rainwater was approaching like a sea. On the top of Hengyun Mountain, they suddenly merged with each other and turned into a huge rain sword about ten thousand feet high! With a wave of his hand, the rain sword descended from the sky. With a crash, it pierced nearly 30% of the top of Hengyun Mountain. The exposed part was about six to seven thousand feet high. From a long distance, you could clearly see the sword made of it. A big sword made of rain! A mighty power spread out from the Rain Sword, filling the heaven and earth, and at the same time scattered into the starry sky from the Qingling Star!

At the moment when the rain sword was taking shape, Wang Lin's right hand pointed forward a little, and the ancient god's star point between his eyebrows suddenly flashed, sending a burst of ancient god's power into it. At the same time, the source of thunder and fire flashed out along Wang Lin's eyes. Sing into this rain sword! In this way, this simple sword transformed by rainwater contains the origin of two great achievements and Wang Lin Dao's ancient fighting power. This momentum has not spread too widely, but it is enough to shock the entire Luo. sky!

"With this sword, few would dare to offend this star!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, but there was an unquestionable tone. Even a powerful person in the ethereal realm could feel the aura on it when facing this sword. In the end, I will also hesitate, whether it is worth fighting for a cultivation star with a cultivator who is close to the origin..., especially the pressure of the ancient Dao, it is even more shocking! , this sword, when you fully understand it, will be the teacher's gift for you to get started! "

Wang Lin glanced at Xie Qing one last time, turned around, and walked towards the world outside the mountain. His figure gradually blurred in the falling rain, and gradually faded away. Xie Qing silently watched Wang Lin leave, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. In the past and in the past, there was rain in the clouds, and the drops fell into the sky and became swords. Old friends gradually drifted away. There was rain to send me, and my son knelt down... There was kindness. On Qingling Star, the Xianxuan tribe had already migrated away, leaving no dust behind, as if they had never been there.

Wang Lin left. When he returns to Luotian, he has to go to four places and do four things! Now the first place, the first thing has been completed. Walking in the bright Luotian starry sky, Wang Lin's eyes gradually gained a hint of chill and murderous intent.

"Ancestor of the Xiang family... what happened back then has come to an end..." Wang Lin flicked his sleeves, and his figure flew straight towards the Xiang Jia cultivation star that had used Qixi's technique to make him lose all his vitality. And go!

In the starry sky, a few hours after Wang Lin left, 30 million miles away from Qingling Star, in the vast sea of ​​​​stars, a group of dozens of monks, led by a middle-aged man who seemed to be wearing a thunder robe, continued to Ben Qing Lingxing! They are the people from the Thunder Immortal Palace, who were ordered to find cultivation stars that meet the requirements of Patriarch Luo Tian and form the legendary and shockingly powerful Star Loss Seven Tribulation Formation!

Qing Lingxing met this requirement. After giving the order to forcibly relocate it, this group of monks prepared to move Qinglingxing! However, the moment they stepped into the 30 million miles range of Qingling Star, they immediately clearly felt a monstrous sword intent, soaking like rain. This sword intent was strong enough to collapse the starry sky. The middle-aged man in the thunder robe who took the lead was struck by the sword intent, and his complexion immediately changed. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled back. Many monks behind him spurted out blood almost at the same time, and all of them stepped back with horror in their eyes. It was just when these dozens of monks were frightened and blocked by the sword intent that on the Qingling Star, after Wang Lin left, the sky above Xie Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation on the top of Hengyun Mountain, shook and twisted silently. Suddenly, someone walked out. This man is an old man, wearing a Taoist robe, and he is none other than Master Lu! He did not want to face Wang Lin immediately, so when he felt the momentum of the rain sword, he chose to come quietly after Wang Lin left. He floated in the air and frowned. He was silent for a moment and raised his right hand towards the sword that pierced the mountain. The huge rain sword pointed away. No sound came out. As soon as Master Lu touched the rain sword in the air, he immediately shook his body and raised his head with a look of shock in his eyes.

"It's this aura!! It's similar to the ancient gods, but completely different. Under this aura, I'm actually frightened! In addition...there are actually...two origins in this sword!!!"