Renegade Immortal

The monks of Kongni, who swallow the Taoist spirit and solidify the incense world, need a lot of incense souls, but this world is only external. Only after reaching the level of emptiness cultivation can the incense world be integrated with oneself, so as to Being the heaven and earth itself makes many incense souls worship themselves, thus possessing supreme supernatural powers in their own heaven and earth.

Each of the four realms of emptiness is extremely difficult to advance to, especially the perfection of emptiness to the realm of emptiness. It is even more difficult. What it requires is not the realm of incense and fire, but the origin of emptiness!

The origin is divided into real and imaginary. For example, the five elements of thunder and fire are all the real origin. This kind of origin can be seen and is relatively easy to obtain. It does not require much understanding. It only needs to be integrated with many similar ones. Slowly let the origin come to fruition.

This is how Wang Lin's flame origin and thunder origin were accomplished.

But among the origins, there is another origin called virtuality, such as cause and effect, life and death, truth and falsehood. It cannot see it, it can only perceive it. Such an origin is extremely difficult to achieve because it cannot be integrated and can only be perceived.

The reason why there are not many Kongxuan monks is that among the millions or even more monks within and outside the world, there are probably only a dozen or so. The main point is the difficulty of Yinxu's origin.

If you have the virtual origin when you step into the third step, then there will be fewer bottlenecks in Kongxuan. But after all, when the empty door is opened, there are too few people with the virtual origin. In this way, If you want to reach the realm of emptiness, you need to re-understand the origin of emptiness, either by snatching it away, or by realizing it yourself.

Although it is difficult to achieve success after the third step, many strange people and strangers have appeared over the past countless years, and they have slowly figured out a way.

This method is very strange, but it has witnessed that the wisdom of the monks is very similar in many cases. Their method is to let the countless people of incense practice in their own incense world. These people of incense "in these With the help of powerful people, the speed of cultivation will increase by leaps and bounds, and the reincarnation of mountains and rivers will appear in their own incense world. In this way, the people of incense will not even know where they are, it is just an illusory world.

With this, these people of incense can obtain the power that even their cultivation is illusory, and people of virtual origin can be born among them in countless years.

Once the virtual origin appears, they will immediately be swallowed up by the power that supports them and become a part of themselves. Because all of this is illusory, and because these people of incense are all part of their respective powerful bodies, this kind of devouring is extremely perfect.

Similarly, because even the cultivation of these incense people is illusory, even when they step out of the incense world of their respective powers, they will lose all power and become ordinary people.

During these countless years,

There have also been people who have sought out whether the world they live in is also a world of incense and powerful existence." But there is no answer to this point.

The only thing that can be verified is that when you walk out of this world, if all your cultivation dissipates and you become a mortal, then it is enough to prove that your existence is just an incense.

But if your cultivation remains unchanged after walking out, it means everything. "Umbrella is true!"

Wang Lin walked in the starry sky of the Zhaohe Star Territory, and his consciousness was withdrawn from the head he grasped with his right hand. The moment he grabbed the head, he used the Soul Searching Technique. "From this middle-aged man, Got a lot of memories.

At this moment, he threw his right hand back, and among the tens of thousands of heads behind Wang Lin, there was another one. This is the first three-step master among the nearly ten thousand monks from outside the world, but it is by no means the last.

There was no great power in the Zhaohe Star Territory at this moment. Even if there was, it would only increase the number of dead souls. Wang Lin took a step forward and swept across the Zhaohe River like a rainbow.

Every cultivation star he walked past was full of blood, like a strong wind sweeping leaves, lifting countless heads and melting behind him.

There are cultivation stars and monks stationed outside the boundary everywhere. Often in the flash of white clothes, it is the call of death. As Wang Lin walks step by step, the number of heads behind him is increasing, ten thousand, Fifteen thousand, twenty thousand... until the number of heads reached nearly fifty thousand!

Fifty thousand heads is simple to say, but in fact if you see it with your own eyes, it is enough to shake the hearts of all monks. This is not a simple number of killings, which cannot be seen carefully. These are real heads, with a thick Blood can be smelled even from a distance!

When thousands of monks like Situ Nan and others came to Zhaohe, what they saw was that there was no outside monk returning to Zhaohe! As they walked past the cultivation stars stained red with blood, the Zhaohe monks joined in one after another, following Wang Lin's retreating footsteps, roaring away towards the front.

Wang Lin was in front, and they were behind. Although there was an endless starry sky between them, Wang Lin's presence was like the head of a sharp sword. Wherever it pointed, everyone marched together!

After withdrawing his spiritual consciousness from the entire Zhaohe Star Territory and confirming that there were no more outsider monks here, Wang Lin took the nearly 50,000 heads behind him. Those 50,000 heads simultaneously let out shrill screams. At a time when the earth was shaking, he stepped into the Sea of ​​clouds!

The Sea of ​​Clouds Star Territory was the frontline of the war. A large number of monks from both sides died here. As soon as he stepped into this place, Wang Lin could faintly feel the existence of countless wronged souls, roaring one after another.

He closed his eyes, felt it for a moment, and then opened them suddenly. Murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, and he took a step forward. Fifty thousand heads were floating behind him. From a distance, it looked like a sea of ​​human heads, which was shocking.

"Fifty thousand heads can form a life-and-death formation!" As Wang Lin moved forward, most of the floating continents that once existed in the Sea of ​​Clouds Star Territory had collapsed and torn apart, and the old scene was no longer there.

Those continents that exist are largely occupied by outsider monks. These outsider monks have existed in the Sea of ​​Clouds for a long time, and because the Sea of ​​Clouds was the front line of the war that year, there are almost no inside monks here, and all of them died.

The entire sea of ​​clouds has completely become a fiefdom outside the boundary!

Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness spread, covering the entire sea of ​​clouds in an instant. In his spiritual consciousness, everything in the sea of ​​clouds clearly emerged in his mind. Looking at the sea of ​​clouds that had lost its familiarity, Wang Lin felt angry in his heart. , roaring like a storm.

The spread of his consciousness was not hidden at all, but in a domineering way, he informed all the outsider monks in the sea of ​​clouds of his arrival.

Within his consciousness, the outsider monks stationed on the continent woke up from their meditation one after another. In shock, they all looked up to the sky. A feeling of panic quickly grew in their hearts.

Wang Lin's consciousness was like a big wave, sweeping across the sea of ​​clouds, like a continuous heavy cone, ringing in the hearts of all the monks outside the world.

Deep in the sea of ​​clouds, there is a rare cultivation star. This star was originally the mountain gate of Potian Sect, but now it has become a ruin. Endless green-purple seaweed grows on the land, about a hundred feet high, and a mile away. Look, it's like this cultivation star has grown hair.

The entire Cultivation Star is completely filled with the endless blue and purple seaweed. In the center of the Cultivation Star, among the endless seaweed, there is a huge branch that is tens of feet thick. It is a big purple flower!

There was a hint of shock in his eyes, and as his eyes opened, the endless seaweed on the cultivation star began to move.

Far away from this cultivation star, in the fog of the sea of ​​clouds battlefield that was connected to the outside world, there is a floating continent. There are countless outside monks on this continent. They are flying rapidly, slowly moving big rocks one by one, and are building a building. Huge temple.

The temple already had its prototype, and there was a statue on top of it. There were two huge black wings behind the statue. The appearance of the statue was even more ferocious and majestic.

This statue is not carved with a human being, but with a huge bat beast!

On top of the statue's head, an old man in red robes sat cross-legged. The mark between the old man's eyebrows was also a black bat! The moment Wang Lin's consciousness swept over this place, the old man opened his eyes with a look of shock, stood up suddenly, looked at the sky, and his expression suddenly turned pale.

At the same time, in the Naluotian Star Territory, there were hundreds of thousands of outsider cultivators gathered at the moment, and there were even several outsider powers sitting in charge. Several of them were those who participated in the siege and murder of Wang Lin back then!

These hundreds of thousands of outsiders were surrounded by layers of monks. At first glance, they seemed to be densely packed, occupying the endless starry sky. Each of their expressions showed exhaustion, but the ferocity under the exhaustion had not dissipated at all.

Surrounded by these hundreds of thousands of monks is a majestic formation composed of 999 cultivation stars. In that formation, there are some monks in the world on each cultivation star. They are already here. He resisted for a long time.

In the center of this formation, there was a circular altar. The altar was shrouded in a hazy mist and could only be faintly seen. There was a person sitting cross-legged on it.

On a cultivation star, pink clothes were fluttering, and a woman with an indifferent expression bit her lower lip, despair gradually rising in her eyes.

On another cultivation star, Mu Bingmei's long hair was tied up, she was wearing white clothes, and her beautiful face showed confusion.

On these cultivation stars, there are figures familiar to Wang Lin. They are here.

Three updates today, not an outbreak. The third update will be in the early morning.