Wang Lin's expression was always cold. In an instant, he crossed a distance of tens of feet, and came to the outside of the bubble where the pink-clothed woman was, and gave her a cold look at her and the comatose village girl.
The woman in powder clothes showed vigilance in her eyes, and the traces of snowflakes on her eyebrows kept flickering. She was extremely nervous at this moment. In this quiet and strange magma, she did not have any power to stop the other party's behavior. The only thing she relied on was the center of her eyebrows. That snowflake imprint, this is the treasure of self-defense given to her by her senior sister.
"Are you a saint of Kunxu?" Wang Lin stared at the powder-clothed woman, calmly spreading divine thoughts. As soon as his divine thought came out, he immediately merged with the magma, turning into ripples and reverberating, causing the air bubbles where the powder-clothed woman was. , With violent fluctuations, as if it could collapse at any time.
The powder-clothed woman paled immediately, bit her lower lip and shook her head, and said, "I am not the Kunxu Saintess. My master sister is."
"What's the relationship between you and her?" Wang Lin asked the village girl and the beautiful woman.
"She is the elder of my Kunxu realm..." The powder-clothed woman dared not answer. At this moment, as long as Wang Lin burst the bubble, she might have a magic weapon to resist the magma, but the beautiful village girl beside her It is immediately permeated by magma, causing his already poisoned body to become more serious, and it is even possible that his body and spirit will be destroyed.
"Xing Kongzi had with you, but we didn't offend you... You..." Before the pink-clothed woman finished speaking, her pupils shrank, and she quickly stepped back. The snowflakes on her eyebrows suddenly turned into a flash in front of her. Out.
When Wang Lin was talking, he had already penetrated the bubble in one step and stood opposite the woman in pink.
"Put away your magic weapon." Wang Lin entered the bubble, squatted down, his eyes fell on the comatose village girl's body, showing a strange light, as for the pink-clothed woman, Wang Lin didn't put it at all. In his eyes, even if the other party had that snowflake-like magic weapon, Wang Lin couldn't see it at all.
"What are you going to do!" The pink-clothed woman's heart was pounding faster, and when she saw Wang Lin's right hand lifted and landed on the woman's eyebrows, she immediately screamed to stop it.
But at the moment he wanted to take a shot, Wang Lin didn't turn his head back, but randomly pointed his left hand backwards.
"Noisy!"
The fixation technique was suddenly performed, and the body of the pink-clothed woman suddenly stopped, but although her body was frozen, the snowflakes in front of her were turned into countless, surrounded by her body, tightly guarded.
Wang Lin no longer pays attention to the powder-clothed woman, but points his right index finger on the eyebrows of the beautiful village girl, taking advantage of the fact that the other party's body is heavy at the moment, the soul is weak, and when his mind is in a coma, his consciousness suddenly rushes in with his fingers. The beautiful woman's body swept over her mind.
Scenes and scenes of the memories of the beautiful village girl appeared in Wang Lin's mind. Although this beautiful village girl had a higher cultivation level than Wang Lin, under the various conditions at this moment, it was Wang Lin's spiritual knowledge. , I took a glimpse of the memory. The life and death of this woman is not important to Wang Lin. What he wants is the memory of this woman!
All the memories related to the Kunxu realm are Wang Lin's inevitable acquisition. He wanted to understand the realm of Kunxu, and the real reason for him to understand was that when his previous cultivation was ascended to the Great Perfection in the late stage of Kunini, his mind filled the entire starry sky. In the realm of Kunxu, he saw that what made him feel The painful figure.
The divine consciousness was swept through the memory of this beautiful woman in the village, Wang Lin gradually understood the Kunxu realm, and his expression gradually became more serious, but these were not what he wanted, as he kept searching. In memory, the beautiful village girl trembles, her eyelashes trembling, and her beautiful and mature face reveals a strange flush that makes her heart throbbing.
Under Wang Lin’s soul search, it was obvious that the fire poison in this woman's body could not be suppressed, and there were signs of an outbreak. The eyes of the pink-clothed woman who was frozen next to him showed anxiety, and the gaze towards Wang Lin was full of hatred. meaning. It's just that her cultivation is not enough, and under Wang Lin's fixation technique, she can't resist at all.
Sweeping through the memory of the beautiful woman in the village, Wang Lin suddenly shook her body and found what he wanted. In this woman's memory, there was a proud figure.
This figure is exactly the person Wang Lin's heart is pervading in the territory of Kunxu!
"Kun Xu Saintess Mu Bingmei!" Wang Lin showed a complex expression, and raised his right finger searching for the memory of the beautiful woman of the village girl.
This beautiful woman of the village has a lot of respect for the Kunxu saint, she doesn't know much, but she knows that the saint's practice is extremely weird, and almost all saints in the past have practiced this skill. Once consummated, he will become the strongest in Kunxu's territory.
It's a pity that this skill seems extremely difficult to practice, so apart from the first generation of saints, almost no one has succeeded, only the seventh generation of saints, Mu Bingmei, seems to be slightly successful.
"Liu Mei... Mu Bing Mei..." Wang Lin's heart came out of intense pain, and it was even more felt that Wang Ping, who was in the Tianni Pearl, seemed to have a trace of awakening because of his mental fluctuations.
Thinking of Wang Ping, Wang Lin's heart is like a knife cut. Wang Ping has always had a wish in his life, but he only mentioned this wish once in his life. After he didn't get an answer, he didn't mention it again until the end of his life.
He wanted to miss it, and took a look at his mother...
Wang Lin stood up in silence and looked at the pink-clothed woman. From the memory of the beautiful woman in the village, Wang Lin knew that this woman was Liu Mei's younger sister, who also practiced the same technique. And the relationship with the beautiful village girl is not an ordinary elder relationship, but the beautiful village girl watched her grow up. Later became the younger sister Liu Mei.
There was a cold light in Wang Lin's eyes, and he calmly said: "If I don't save her, she will definitely die in a stick of incense!"
At the moment, the beautiful village girl's body is ruddy. This red is a kind of strange red, and a lot of sweat is secreted from the body of the beautiful village girl, but it turns into white air in a blink of an eye.
If it continues, the beautiful village girl will not be long before she will become a corpse, and her body will collapse and die. In fact, even if Wang Lin didn't search his memory, this beautiful village girl would not last long. Although the president is longer, the result is still the same.
"If you agree, we can make a deal. I will save her and take you two into the hall and enter the eighth floor. You have to let me search for memories!" Wang Lin said flatly, and he gave the woman a choice. , If the other party agrees, it's fine, if they don't agree, Wang Lin will also take action.
The pink-clothed woman laughed sorrowfully. She saw the firmness in Wang Lin's words. She was icy and smart, and naturally saw that Wang Lin must be looking for something when searching for memory.
And under observation, what he was looking for must have something to do with his master sister. Even if I disagree, it is of no use.
Nodding, the woman in pink gave up resisting.
Wang Lin didn't speak, but swept away his sleeves. He immediately rolled up the two girls and took a sudden step forward. He actually penetrated the bubble directly and went straight ahead.
Soon he approached the hall, and stepped into the hall in a flash. After entering it, Wang Lin pinched his right hand and pointed to the front. Suddenly, the magma in the hall immediately rushed forward, and even rushed outwards. Only for a moment, there was no more magma in the hall, and the door of the hall slammed even more. Shut down with a beep.
Although the magma was not there, there was still a strong high temperature. Wang Lin flicked his sleeve, and the pink-clothed woman and the beautiful village girl fell aside.
The right hand was emptied on the beautiful woman of the village, and the beautiful woman immediately flew up and landed in front of Wang Lin. Wang Lin's right hand shot the beautiful woman several times without caring that it was a woman. Falling on this woman. Every time it falls, the woman's skin becomes redder.
After half a column of incense, the woman's body was almost red. Wang Lin suddenly placed her right hand on the woman's heavenly spirit and inhaled fiercely. The fire poison in the woman's body was used madly, and all of them went into Wang Lin along the way. Hands.
Gradually, the beautiful village girl returned to normal, but she was extremely weak and fell to one side.
"Now, it's your turn." Wang Lin looked at the pink-clothed woman.
The pink-clothed woman bit her lower lip, and after a moment of silence, she sat cross-legged on the ground, with her right hand at the center of her eyebrows, and the snowflakes outside her body quickly dissipated, and eventually all disappeared. She closed her eyes and sat motionless.
Wang Lin didn't have any pity and love for jade, this was just a deal. His right hand instantly touched the brows of the pink-clothed woman, his consciousness filled, and he began to search for memories.
The powder-clothed woman trembled, but she gritted her teeth and persevered. Although the search for memory would be harmful to her, Wang Lin is not such a domineering person. As long as the woman does not resist during the search, she will not break open. So all this depends on whether this pink-clothed woman has given up all resistance.
As he searched, Wang Lin gradually learned more about Mu Bingmei. After a long time, he raised his right hand and his expression became more complex.
"Heavenly Soul Dao... It is illusion that the Heavenly Dao has a soul. There are countless clones of this Soul Dao. After many experiences, practicing different techniques, and gaining countless artistic conceptions, you will retain your original mind, and finally the clones will become one, and you will achieve the Heavenly Soul Dao..."
Soul Dao on this day is the pinnacle magical power in Kunxu. Throughout the ages, only the first generation of saints succeeded, and all saints of the past have failed, lost their original intentions and died.
This Mu Bingmei, as the seventh-generation saint, took another shortcut with the ruthless way. After the clone appeared in the Heavenly Soul Dao, he did not retain the essence of the clone, but allowed the clone to survive on its own and reproduce new ones. Consciousness does not know the existence of the ontology at all, and only after meeting the requirements can the memory inheritance and integration with the ontology be opened.
Heaven is ruthless, so the clone needs to be ruthless!
And her clones are not as numerous as the saints of the past, but there are only nine!
These nine clones, the cultivation stars she chose, were only confirmed after deep calculations. After countless years, the first eight clones were all consummated, retaining the virgin body awakening.
But these nine avatars were on Suzaku star, and there was an accident! As for the accident, the girl in pink didn't know, she just knew that this ninth clone, named Liu Mei, was even more struggling because of this clone...