Renegade Immortal

All the monks in Tiandao Sect were extremely excited at this moment, and they all looked at him with fanatical and strange eyes. He raised his head and looked at Wang Lin.

The pale old man in Tiandao Sect. At this moment, he walked out of the crowd and bowed deeply to Wang Lin. He said respectfully: "Junior Tiandao Sect Chen Fengxiao, meet the first ancestor."

"See Master!" The old man just finished speaking. Immediately, all the Zhao monks saluted in unison at the same time. The sound was so loud that it spread far away.

"I'm not the ancestor." Wang Lin shook his head and said.

The old man took a deep breath and said respectfully: "You, old man, are the ancestors of all cultivators in our Zhao country. This fact already existed when you became a god in Tiandao Sect two hundred years ago. Please don't refuse, ancestors. "

Wang Lin sighed and glanced at the land of Zhao. This is the place where he was born and raised. In the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed. As time goes by, sometimes when he thinks about the past, he feels like he is in a twilight dream.

"Master Ancestor, if you are not in a hurry, please rest in Tiandao Sect for a few days and let me and other juniors pay your respects." The old man's eyes were full of fanatical reverence.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment. At this time, Wang Zhuo sighed softly and said, "Wang Lin, stay in Zhao for a few days. Don't you want to see the descendants of your fourth uncle..."

The old man was startled and looked at Wang Zhuo a few times. Wang Zhuo was a talented disciple of Tiandao Sect. He thought he knew him, but the other party's words at this moment were a bit strange. At this glance, the old man immediately realized something was wrong. Although Wang Zhuo looked the same as usual, But in his eyes, there is no longer any feeling of being a disciple of Tiandao Sect in the past, but there is a color of vicissitudes of life.

Wang Zhuo smiled at the old man and whispered a few words into his ear. After hearing this, the old man suddenly trembled. He looked at Wang Lin with disbelief, and finally determined in his heart that what Wang Zhuo said in the voice transmission could not be false, so he smiled bitterly and said respectfully: "See Master..."

"Chen Fengxiao, you were a disciple of Tiandao Sect that I personally brought with me back then. Back then, you were still a weak young man. So many years have passed and things have changed..." Wang Zhuo sighed softly.

Chen Fengxiao nodded bitterly, still feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Wang Lin lives in Tiandao Sect.

The monks in Zhao State, except for some heads of sects, all dispersed and returned to their respective sects.

In Tiandao Sect, Wang Lin gave a lecture on the Tao to all the alchemy monks of the Zhao Kingdom. With his insights, all the alchemy monks left a shadow of the Tao, making their possibility of conceiving a baby unlimited. of growth.

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For the few Nascent Soul cultivators, Wang Lin did not hesitate to share his experience in transforming into gods. Give them some pointers to make them. He is no longer confused about the spirit of transformation, but can clearly see its face.

Three days later, Wang Lin and Wang Zhuo left the Tiandao Sect. Before leaving, he arranged a powerful formation for the Tiandao Sect. Under this formation, all the cultivators who transformed themselves into gods could be isolated, except for the infant transformation cultivators. Only then can it be cracked.

For a third-level cultivation country, this formation is unique. Half of the time, only the sects of the fifth-level cultivation country will have mountain-protecting formations more powerful than this formation.

After doing the last thing for Zhao Guo, Wang Lin no longer had any attachment to the place where he was born and raised. Sui Wang Lin went to Kyoto and silently took a look at the descendants of the Wang family.

Later, he saw Yu'er's family of three in the old ancestral home. Yu'er's cuteness reminded him of Daniel and Zhou Ru when he was a child, and he was quite moved.

Wang Zhuo accepted Yu'er and taught him the art of cultivating immortals.

Before Wang Lin left, he took away the Jade Slip from the ancestral home and filled it with a spiritual consciousness.

Wang Zhuo did not return to the Tiandao Sect, but stayed in the Wang family. His 200-year-old predecessor, Wang Lin, used supernatural powers to penetrate the body of a pregnant woman in the Wang family. He was born in the Wang family in all his past and present lives, and his feelings for Wang Zhuo naturally exceeded Wang Lin's.

He plans to spend his entire life protecting the future generations of the Wang family.

The affairs of Zhao State are over.

However, Wang Lin still had a distracting thought in his mind. That was the Hengyue Sect of the past. After all, this sect was the cradle of his cultivation of immortality in his life. Before leaving Zhao Kingdom, Wang Lin prepared to investigate.

With a sweep of his consciousness, all the mountains and caves in the entire Zhao Kingdom appeared in his mind, and with a movement, he disappeared from the spot.

According to memory, Wang Lin's figure appeared in a place called Elephant Snake Mountain in Zhao State.

With a complicated look, Wang Lin looked around. There was a formation here. With a wave of his right hand, he did not break the formation, but passed directly through it and entered the interior of the Elephant Snake Mountain.

Inside, there was a huge cave. When Wang Lin entered the cave, what he saw was a cloud of dust.

This place has been uninhabited for a long time.

Only in the cave hall, three words full of vicissitudes of life were engraved on a huge jade stone.

"Heng Yue Sect!"

Wang Lin sighed softly, stepped forward to wipe off the dust on the jade, looked at it, and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, Wang Lin's consciousness swept away, and he walked towards the stone chamber on the side, breaking the restriction on the door of the stone chamber. What was displayed in front of him were rows of shelves. There are some jade slips scattered on it, emitting a faint light.

In the corner on the side, there is a skeleton (Gucheng Hanying)

The skeleton was in a cross-legged shape, with no cracks on it, and no traces of injuries during life. It was obvious that it had died of old age at the end of its lifespan.

The index finger of the skeleton's right hand was pointed on the ground.

Wang Lin stepped forward, wiped away the dust on the ground, and saw a row of writing.

"The Hengyue Sect died on its own and was ashamed of its ancestors."

Wang Lin was silent, took a few steps back, bowed respectfully to the skeleton, and said softly: "Disciple Wang Lin, please see the seniors."

With a sigh, Wang Lin turned around and walked towards the jade slips, picked them up one by one, and finally penetrated them with his spiritual consciousness. He stopped on one of the jade slips.

"I have a dull talent and insufficient cultivation. In this life, I have only had strange thoughts about swords, as if I have lived for swords all my life. But I don't know why, any sword touched by spiritual consciousness will break into pieces after one breath, without any side effects.

The word cripple refers to me. If you can't control the sword with your spiritual consciousness, you won't be able to fight with it, which is a disgrace to your mentor.

After I was eighty years old, I suddenly had a dream. In the dream, I was the soul of a sword, sweeping across the heaven and earth and roaring across the nine states. Considered the Lord of Swords.

After waking up, the sword in my dream echoed in my mind. It lingered for a long time, as if that was my lifelong pursuit, that was my past life. I resolutely gave up on attacking the foundation and turned to forging swords. I want to forge that sword!

This thought is so heavy that I feel as if I am possessed by a demon and can't help myself. All my mind is placed on it. I must forge the sword in my dream!

After ten years, during which I even humbled myself and knelt down, I sought out the world's rarest stones and irons, collected countless items for making swords, and successfully forged several swords, but none of them felt like a dream, and they were all destroyed by my own hands.

This year, the Hengyue Sect encountered a great disaster. A powerful enemy attacked and the sect was imminent.

In this life, I was born in Hengyue, and when I die, I will naturally die in Hengyue. When I am in danger, I open the furnace and cast it for the last time. This time, my time is limited. The old man gave up on the magical artifacts of time and simply refined them with ordinary iron. Soon, he forged a big sword.

There is God's will in the dark. When this sword comes out of the furnace, I suddenly feel something in my heart and melt the gold. Apply some paint on this sword, this sword. Immediately sparkling gold.

Looking at this sword, the feeling I had in my dream suddenly came to me, as if I couldn't control my body and picked up the sword. At that moment, I seemed to have returned to my dream. Became the soul in the sword.

It is this feeling that I gave this sword the name Jufu. Although this name is vulgar, it is what I have in mind.

Holding this sword, my whole mind seemed to disappear, merged into the sword, rushed out of the place where it was forged, and solved the catastrophe of our Hengyue Sect. Then, I died with a smile, leaving behind a sword secret, which is stored in the wealthy man. , I hope that future generations of destined disciples will treat this sword well. "

Wang Lin put down the jade slip, closed his eyes, and was shocked in his heart. Although his purpose of coming here was to take a look at the former Hengyue Mountain, finding the source of his great wealth was also one of his purposes.

"The sword soul in the previous life is no different from the fairy sword. Could it be that this senior's soul contains a trace of the sword soul when the fairy sword collapsed?"

Wang Lin opened his eyes and his eyes flashed.

He sank a little, disappeared, and left this place.

When he appeared, he was outside the Cassia Valley. This is where his old storage bag was broken, and it was here that he found the scabbard of his sword after searching through the space cracks.

Opening a rift in space, Wang Lin leaned forward and entered. This time, he had only one target. That's huge wealth!

"This sword is made of ordinary iron. It has been five hundred years. I don't know if it still exists in this space crack. And when the storage bag was broken, I don't know if it dissipated with it. It's a pity that I didn't cultivate enough at that time. I can't sense the giant." The sword technique in the rich sword, otherwise." Wang Lin sighed secretly, and his consciousness spread out in the cracks in the space, searching for them one by one.

Half a month later, Wang Lin frowned and walked out of the space crack. He found nothing.

"I'm afraid this sword is broken."

"We must return to the Soul Refining Sect as soon as possible to find a large amount of immortal jade and carry out infant transformation!" Wang Lin's figure flashed. He disappeared on the spot and appeared in an ancient teleportation array. After opening it, he disappeared into the Kingdom of Zhao.

To the west of Suzaku Star, there is a level 4 cultivation country. This place has been occupied by the Immortal Relic Clan, and the domestic monks have become vassals of the Immortal Relic Clan. At this moment, there is a person standing outside the boundary here, wearing a straw hat. The whole body is enveloped in golden light.

"Wang Lin, you are finally back. The moment you returned to Suzaku Star, your senior already knew it. I hope you will not disappoint him." The man patted the storage bag and found a jade slip in his hand.

"You helped Zhou kill Li Yuanfeng and seal the Snow Country. I, Zhou Wutai, had no repayment, so I gave this thing to you. What is inside is the artistic conception of Liu Mei that Zhou realized at the cost of his life and death. I hope you can Just as the senior expected, he swallowed Liu Mei’s Taoist heart and achieved the power of Suzaku!”

With one step, he disappeared from the spot.

In the northern part of the Pilu Kingdom of the Suzaku Continent, in an ancient teleportation array, Wang Lin's figure appeared among the rings of light. He walked out of the teleportation array, his body turned into a rainbow, and he went straight to the Soul Refining Sect.