Renegade Immortal

These nine floating fragments of the continent are formed into a circle. They calmly follow the trajectory of this uprising and return in this ancient star. Because of the invisible formation outside, everything here would not be the same without the blood of the immortal. People can't see it at all.

Even if you walk too far here, it will be invisible. Without the blood of an immortal, his spiritual consciousness would also not be aware of the obstruction of the invisible formation.

The Master clasped his fists respectfully and bowed to one of the fragmented continents. He saw that seven of the nine floating fragmented continents immediately emitted seven different colors of light, intertwined together. , forming a colorful rainbow.

The remaining two fragments of the continent were dim and dull, covered by this colorful rainbow.

As the seven-colored light continued to flash, gradually, a figure slowly appeared in the seven-color light. This figure had a vague appearance and was filled with seven colors. After a while, its appearance became slightly clearer. From the seven-color light, He stepped out in one step.

If Wang Lin saw this colorful figure at this moment, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance. This person is the colorful Taoist who appeared when he rescued Qing Shui in the colorful world!

"Disciple has met Master." The Master was silent for a moment, then looked up at the colorful figure floating in front, with complexity hidden in his eyes.

"In the battle within the realm, we, the ancient stars outside the realm, were defeated... The master asked the disciples to send Li Guanggong back to the realm. Now in the hands of Wang Lin, the disciples are unable to resist. Please give instructions from the master!"

The colorful rays of light condensed on the colorful Taoist. His body stood in mid-air, his expression was calm, and his eyes swept over the palm master.

"Is he really crazy..." Taoist Qicai suddenly said.

The palm master trembled, closed his eyes, opened them after a long time and nodded.

"I don't think so..." Qicai Taoist smiled slightly, raised his head and looked into the distance, with a strange light in his eyes.

"I will help you open the ancient cemetery and let those people out. As for what to do next, you can decide it yourself... This game is almost over... The third one, you have hidden endless years and reincarnated. Countless times, this time you should come out..." A smile appeared on the corner of the colorful Taoist's mouth, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Wang Lin, is he the third one?" The Master hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"Except for you, me, Old Ghost Zhan and a few others, everyone else may be the third one... He has hidden it too deeply... Or at this moment, he may not even know his ultimate fate. identity…………

As for Wang Lin,

He doesn't look like...but it's not impossible. "Qicai Taoist spoke slowly.

The Palm Master sighed inwardly, clasped his fists towards the colorful Taoist, and turned around to leave. However, he only took a few steps before he paused and did not look back. Instead, the words came out in a deep voice.

"Back then, you asked me to become your teacher, and I obeyed. What you promised me...

"Your master, you can't live without this place! When I swallow the third one, the old ghost Zhan will not be my opponent. Then your former master will be my tonic..." Taoist Qicai smiled slightly, and his body turned into A colorful light dissipated in mid-air.

The palm master's expression showed a complicated expression. After a long time, he sighed and walked towards the distance.

Time passed slowly, and Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the wheel formation formed by the three origins. Under him was the Emperor's Furnace. There were two Kongxuan powerful men in the furnace, one of whom was an old man in black. , and the second is the fifth immortal concubine!

These two people have amazing magical powers, and they can only be trapped in the Emperor's Furnace. However, if he wants to refine them, Wang Lin will not be able to do it in a short time. He sat on the emperor's stove, his eyes closed at the moment, and he was constantly suppressing the seal while breathing.

After three years of guarding, I don’t know how long it has been since the most difficult three years. In the expanded cloud sea star field behind Wang Lin, three long rainbows appeared faintly, transforming into the figures of three women.

The three women were less than a thousand feet away from Wang Lin. They were standing in the starry sky, playing with Wang Lin's back on the formation a thousand feet away.

This back figure is very bleak, revealing a lonely loneliness, but at the same time, there is a feeling of a mountain peak in this figure, as if he is sitting there, like a mountain, giving enough protection to the world.

The first one to step forward was Xi Zifeng. With a delicate figure, she walked slowly across the thousand feet and walked to Wang Lin's side. She looked at Wang Lin who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. , 1ù showed softness, and a beautiful smile bloomed on his face.

"I figured it out, I don't want to be your disciple... ever!"

"The longevity of my monks is long and long. I don't know how long our lives will end. I really want one year of your life!"

Just one year is enough... You have been protecting the world for three years, so let me stay here with you for one year... Xi Zifeng spoke softly.

Wang Lin remained silent, his eyes always closed, without any words.

"After one year, I will leave. If I die, I will disappear into thin air. If I survive, I can practice with peace of mind!"

"You don't have to speak, you don't have to look at me, but I will still be here, and you can't drive me away." Xi Zifeng didn't care about Wang Lin's attitude. She sat next to Wang Lin, crossing her legs and looking at him silently.

She was originally a beautiful woman who had experienced vicissitudes in those years, but at this moment, beside Wang Lin, she seemed to have returned to more than a thousand years ago, to that era. Wang Lin was the first person she fell in love with. The person is also the last one. The process in between is the endless time n

She is no longer young. She could even feel that Wang Lin should not have himself in his heart. After all, her time with him was very short. Perhaps she was just a passerby in his life.

She understood all this, and Xi Zifeng did not expect eternity. She just wanted this year, a year of companionship, and the end of a lifetime of love.

She is a woman without courage, but now, she finally mustered up the courage and said these words to Wang Lin. Even though she looked calm, her heart was completely different. She was afraid of rejection and Wang Lin was afraid of losing his mind. I won't give it to her this year.

She looked at Wang Lin and bit her tongue, "You, let's go." Wang Lin said calmly without opening his eyes or looking at her.

This sentence seemed to take away all the strength from Xi Zifeng, and her face immediately turned pale.

"I only need one year... Wang Lin, give me one year, okay... In Wang Lin's silence, Xi Zifeng's voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with moisture. Although she is a weak person, A woman, but she sheds very few tears in her life.

Those few times, most of them were given to the figure in front of her that she could never forget.

"Naughty fate..." The words of her master back then seemed to still be ringing in her ears.

"One year, just one year is not enough!! Wang Lin, I know you can't accept me, but I just want one year. Is one year very long?"... Wang Lin remained silent and did not open his eyes. The look deeply hurt Xi Zifeng's heart. Xi Zifeng stood up with a sad smile and staggered back a few steps.

She felt like a ridiculous actor talking to herself here. In the end, all her words turned into sharp thorns, piercing into her heart. That feeling was very painful.

With a long sigh, Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked at Xi Zifeng beside him. Looking at this woman who was not invisible in his memory, his eyes gradually softened and he spoke softly.

"One year, I'll give it to you!" Wang Lin didn't know if he could resurrect Li Muwan. He didn't know if he would eventually be able to walk out of this cave, or if he would die too.

After knowing this series of secrets, what strength did he still have to refuse a woman's request for only one year.

He knew that once he refused again, the woman in front of him would wither and eventually become his memory forever. Maybe a few years later, he would not forget that there was a woman named Xi Zifeng.

Xi Zifeng's eyes shed tears, which were complicated tears. She silently sat down next to Wang Lin.

"One year is enough. Wang Lin, I won't take up more of your time..." Xi Zifeng murmured softly.

Mu Bingmei and the woman in pink in the distance were silent, sitting cross-legged in the starry sky thousands of feet away. When they came here together, they had a tacit understanding, one person, one year.

A year is not a long time, for mortals, and even more so for monks. Often, with one retreat and one meditation, several years may pass by in a flash.

But for Xi Zifeng, she hopes this year will pass more slowly.

Wang Lin was not a good talker, especially with women. He was silent most of the time. Even when he was with Li Muwan, he mostly looked at the other person silently and softly.

In the blink of an eye, the first car in three years and three months passed by.

During these three months, Wang Lin spoke very little, but Xi Zifeng was very satisfied. The two of them walked together in this wheel formation for three months.

She knew that Wang Lin liked to drink. At this moment, in the starry sky in front of him, there was a pot floating in the sky. There was water in it, which was bubbling. There was a wine pot in the water, which was boiling water to warm the coldness of the wine.

The water has boiled, but the wine has not yet been completely warmed. A misty cold wind that should not exist in the starry sky roars from a distance and blows on the warm wine pot, blowing the boiling water. It set off layers of ripples.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light. He raised his head and looked at the ancient stars outside the boundary. In his eyes, he saw a dense group of Changhongs roaring towards them. Those Changhongrans were formed one by one from outside the boundary. The army of monks!

Among these monks, five of them burst out the coercion of the third step, like five sharp arrows, whizzing towards them.

In addition to these five people, among this army of about 100,000 monks, there were also chariots thousands of feet in size, which were pushed by many monks and roared towards them.

The roaring sound suddenly rose in the quiet starry sky, getting higher and higher, and finally connected together like thunder.

"Here we come!" A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.