Renegade Immortal

An inexplicable emotion. Although Wang Lin's memory of Xi Zifeng is not deep, he will never forget it. Just like in a person's life, there will always be people he likes and people who like him.

Such a woman can speak politely and let go, but she can never forget.

The injury inside Xi Zifeng's body was clearly visible under Wang Lin's gaze. This injury was an injury to the soul. After being left there many times, it became a stubborn disease that was difficult to recover from. And it was obvious that she had experienced another soul attack not long ago. heavy damage.

"Just now, how did she get injured?" Wang Lin's eyes swept over the nearly a hundred monks in front of him, and finally fell on an old man. This old man was somewhat familiar to Wang Lin. He vaguely remembered it in a daze. It seemed that he had been killed by him back then. One of the group of monks who left the Thunder Immortal Realm.

The old man was stared at by Wang Lin, and his expression showed enthusiasm and excitement. For Wang Lin, many of them were grateful to this day, and as Wang Lin's reputation rose hundreds of years ago, he became even more grateful. It makes these people worship him enthusiastically.

"Benefactor!" The old man's voice trembled, and he bowed deeply to Wang Lin with his fists clasped.

The middle-aged man who was the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace kneeling at the front, his body shook violently, his soul trembled, his eyes showed despair, and at the same time, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the old man, with deep pleading in his eyes, but this Begging, with the next words of the old man, he suddenly collapsed.

He seemed to hear the sound of heaven and earth shattering, roaring in his mind.

"It's him! If he hadn't made things difficult for fellow Taoist Xizi several times these days, his injuries to his soul would never have been so serious!" The old man pointed at the middle-aged man kneeling in the front.

"Zhou Congyun, you are so slanderous!! As the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, I have the right to require each of you to obey my orders. Why are you talking nonsense and slandering me like this?" The middle-aged man was in this great fear. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, he stood up and retreated hastily, looking anxious, and roared.

"Senior, please don't listen to this person's slander. What I did all this time was to prepare for Luo Tian's war. I didn't try to embarrass Fellow Taoist Xizi as he said. I was still acquainted with Fellow Taoist Xizi back then. How could I be like this..." The young man stepped back quickly as he shouted urgently, and in the blink of an eye he was out of a distance of a hundred feet.

Wang Lin turned to look at the middle-aged man Hua who was retreating with cold eyes that had been left after destroying the Xiang family in Donglinxing. Wang Lin could tell at a glance what was right and what was wrong.

"For bullying a weak woman, you deserve to die!" Wang Lin's eyes revealed a murderous intent. The more Xi Zifeng retreated and lowered his head, the greater the impact on Wang Lin.

In eight hundred years, things have changed and people have changed. Last night the beauty had a dream,

The hazy appearance of the past and present brings to Wang Lin the kind of melancholy that comes with the passage of time and the shadow of old friends gradually drifting away.

Staring at the middle-aged man who kept retreating with a frightened look on his face, Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly and he slowly raised his right hand.

"You can't kill me!! I am the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace. I am preparing for war under the orders of the Thunder Immortal Palace. I have the seal of the Thunder Immortal Palace. If you kill me at this time, you will be an enemy of the entire Thunder Immortal Palace and an obstacle." Luo Tian is preparing for war. Not only are you the enemy of the entire Luo Tian, ​​you are also the enemy of the four major star regions who are joining forces to prepare for war!!

My cultivation level is not high, but I am also a force to resist the invasion from outside the world. I want to strive for glory within the world, and I want to devote all my strength to the world. You can't kill me! ! Even if you want to kill me, give me a chance to fight against the outside world and let me die on the battlefield! ! "The middle-aged man stepped back and shouted out almost all the excuses and reasons he could think of in his life.

When he was young, he was good at words and prided himself on being sharp. But at this moment of life and death crisis, this skill completely exploded!

"I have no regrets when I die on the battlefield. I don't want to die in one of Luo Tian's mistakes before I burn my life. I am all wrong, but my sin does not lead to death!! If you must kill Me, please give me a hundred years of life left so that I can fight for the world!!"

An ordinary monk would have been moved by what he said, and might even have let him go. These words were spoken in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, and conveyed the feeling that one would regard death as a home away from home. momentum. In fact, this middle-aged man has achieved great benefits with his sharp words throughout his life. Even his identity as the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace was obtained by his words back then.

However, the person he met this time was Wang Lin. With all the conspiracies and cunning people Wang Lin had experienced in his life, he could tell at a glance that everything this man said was just nonsense!

He raised his right hand and then gently dropped it. The middle-aged man who retreated several hundred feet away suddenly screamed miserably. His body was shaken, and blood mist sprayed out from all parts of his body in a bang. In the blink of an eye, he became a bloody man.

"Then there have been many people who have bullied her over the past hundreds of years. Why did you only kill me? If you really have the ability, go ahead and kill them all!!" After shouting this last sentence, the middle-aged man's body exploded with a bang. , the physical body exploded directly, the body and soul were destroyed, and disappeared into the starry sky.

Killing the cultivator Peeping Nirvana is like squeezing an ant to death!

There was silence all around. Everyone, including the old man before that, was shocked and their hearts were beating wildly. Although they had only felt the power of Wang Lin, at this moment they saw with their own eyes that the Nirvana Cultivator waved his hand without the slightest resistance. The scene disappeared, but he was still afraid of it.

Wang Lin's cold eyes swept over the nearly a hundred monks, and he took a step forward. He was so fast that he stepped into the group of monks in an instant. In a flash, the Xizi Phoenix inside disappeared. among the crowd.

From a distance, a soft light rushed towards him, turned into a pill, and floated in front of the old man.

"Consume this elixir in seclusion and feel the soul of the ferocious beast within it, which will increase your cultivation!"

An extremely strong energy fluctuation emitted from the elixir. One sip of it made the old man's mind wander, as if he had been meditating for several months.

In the Luotian Star Territory, on a semi-abandoned Cultivation Star, the sky is filled with white snow, which is falling, covering the earth with a quilt. In the north of this Cultivation Star, there is a mountain peak, which is covered with snow. , the world was silent.

At the top of the mountain, Xi Zifeng lowered her head, her face was pale, her tears were forcibly stopped, and she remained silent.

In front of her, Wang Lin looked at the woman in front of him complicatedly. He sighed softly, raised his right hand and waved it gently. Immediately, a gentle flow of Yuan Power poured into the woman's body, blending into her Yuan Shen. Next, the woman recovered from her injuries in an instant.

Xi Zifeng's body trembled, and her head bowed even further.

The Yuan Power in her body did not dissipate after she recovered from her injuries. Instead, it rushed straight to her face. Under the crisp crackling sounds, the ferocious scars on Xi Zifeng's face were revealed. The wound that ordinary monks could not recover from suddenly collapsed inch by inch and turned into bits and pieces, which were blown from his face by the snowy wind.

Gradually, in the flying fragments, Xi Zifeng's face revealed a pretty face, which was almost the same as before except for the traces of time.

The beautiful woman back then, now, although she is still a virgin, has a hint of trepidation, like a woman.

Xi Zifeng raised her hand and touched her smooth face, tears streaming down her face again. Eight hundred years ago, she destroyed her face with her own hands. She never thought that today, eight hundred years later, that memory would The figure will restore itself to its former appearance.

"I have only accepted two disciples in my life, one is named Xie Qing, and the other is named Shisan... Are you willing to be my third disciple..." Wang Lin looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky and earth, and let the snow fall. On the body, slowly opened his mouth.

Xi Zifeng's body trembled, and while she was silent, there were more tears.

Wang Lin didn't speak again, waiting for the other party's choice. He was not a heartless person, but he was unable to accept everything. He could stop himself from liking others, but there were some things in this world that he was unable to accept. Can't stop it...

He couldn't stop this woman from liking him eight hundred years ago, nor could he stop the woman's intention that had always existed in the past eight hundred years.

Compared with Li Qianmei's forgetfulness in the world, Wang Lin couldn't do that to this weak and pitiful Xi Zifeng, and couldn't say those heartless words.

There are many, many choices to be made about love in this world, between men and women.

Time passed slowly, and the snow gradually became thicker and fell in front of the two of them, like a curtain of snow...

A soft smile appeared on Xi Zifeng's face. For the first time, she raised her head and took a deep look at the figure standing there behind the snow curtain.

As if to keep this figure firmly in mind, it slowly overlaps with the scenes from back then.

She gently knelt on the ground.

This kneeling cut off the past eight hundred years ago.

This kneeling ended a cause and effect.

This kneeling, while bitter, also gave Xi Zifeng relief.

She knelt on the snow and whispered: "Disciple, I have seen the master..." The two last tears flowed down her smooth cheeks and fell into the snow on the ground. They merged with the layers of white snow to form... Several deep tear holes.

But the tear hole was quickly covered by snowflakes...

"Come with me..." Wang Lin said softly.

"The disciple's home is in Luozhi..." Xi Zifeng stood up and whispered.

Wang Lin was silent. After a long time, he raised his right hand and slapped it in the air. Immediately, a majestic energy suddenly merged into Xi Zifeng's body. While shaking his spirit, he also divided his life's insights into some parts that the other party could accept. The limit is running inside its body.

Xi Zifeng's cultivation level immediately broke through the Yang Reality under the operation of this soul, and directly reached the Nirvana!

But this technique of transmitting power did not end, but kept emerging. It was not until Xi Zifeng's cultivation was forcibly raised to pure nirvana that it slowly stopped and turned into three seals, suppressing Xi Zifeng's sudden increase in cultivation. Because, this is to allow it to be slowly understood and digested.

Even with Wang Lin's current level of cultivation, it would no longer be extremely difficult to pass on the skills.