The two elders in the late stage of Nirvana looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the old man in the early stage of broken nirvana, obviously looking forward to them.
The old god looked at Wang Lin. Although his expression was calm, his heart was full of shock. He could kill Ren Tao with two fingers. He could do that, but he was a broken Nirvana, and this Wang Lin was obviously just a glimpse of Nirvana Consummation. .
In this way, he has to pay attention to the person in front of him, and more importantly...
"Nine Profound Transformation!" The old man moved his mind and looked around, and saw that within the Starry Sky Vermilion Saint Clan, almost all the elders' eyes fell on him. Under the invisible pressure, the old man was silent for a moment and opened his mouth calmly. Said: "Welcome to the holy emperor!"
As soon as he said this, the two foreigners and elders next to him breathed a sigh of relief.
What followed were those tribesmen who had obeyed the orders of the three elders, all with respectful expressions. Welcome in unison.
"Welcome to the holy emperor!" For a while, almost all the clansmen in the starry sky echoed at the same time, and the voices of tens of thousands of people filled, immediately like the roar of the earth-shaking thunder.
Wang Lin's expression was flat, and even though he was enveloped in a welcome voice, he knew that among these people, there must be a lot of dissatisfaction. After all, his cultivation was not enough to shock all the Suzaku Saint clan members. But he didn't care about these things, and Wang Lin's heart was not in the Suzaku Saint Sect.
At this moment, in the echo of this greeting, when Wang Lin was surrounded by many members of the Suzaku Saint clan, there were a few people who were not here, and their moods were full of complexity.
The first one is Tashan. Tashan did not go to see Wang Lin, but was still in the place where he was before, silently looking at the sky. Although Wang Lin could not be seen by the cultivation star he was on, he could still faintly. Feel the distant starry sky. The voice beside Wang Lin greeted him.
His expression was very complicated. After a long time, he let out a light sigh, closed his eyes and continued to meditate. It's just that the fluctuation of his mood has never been able to calm down.
In addition to him, there is another person who is like this. This person is sitting on the top of the city wall on a Cultivation Star, with seven or eight jugs upside down in a mess. He grabbed one in his hand and took a big sip, his expression showing sadness. .
Compared with the excitement around Wang Lin at the moment, this old man looked extremely bleak, as if indifferent to everything, behind him, Ling'er was silently accompanied.
Outside Tashan and Chen Daozi, in this burning star field, there is another person with extremely complicated hearts. This person is Xu Liguo. He is in the flame vortex, and the curse echoes again, as if tirelessly.
"Wang Lin, who killed a thousand knives, hasn't released your grandpa Xu, you wait. You wait for grandpa Xu!"
In the next two days, the other Three Sage Sect elders came one after another to congratulate Wang Lin on becoming the Suzaku Sage Emperor. For a while, the entire Suzaku Sect was filled with excitement. Wang Lin was very polite to the elders of the Three Holy Sects, Qinglong, Xuanwu, and White Tiger. The Four Holy Sects are the friendship of the same root. Many elders of these Three Holy Sects have also seen Wang Lin's supernatural powers in the land of demon spirits before. Naturally, he wouldn't be arrogant because he was a monk of Peeping.
After having a polite conversation with each other, the elders of the Three Sages were arranged to live, and the elders of the Three Sects were very concerned about Wang Lin, the new holy emperor.
Especially the three great elders of the Azure Dragon Saint Sect are more respectful to Wang Lin. They learned about this after Wang Lin informed the Suzaku Saint Emperor about the news about the Azure Dragon Saint Emperor three years ago. This news is extremely grateful.
The holy emperor's accession to the throne requires a huge ceremony. This is the tradition of the Four Holy Sects, and Wang Lin is not easy to change it. The date of this ceremony is set on the sixth day.
These days, Wang Lin should have been extremely busy and rarely had time to rest. He needs to be familiar with everything about the Suzaku Saint Sect, especially the elders of the Suzaku Saint Sect did not fully agree with Wang Lin, but under the orders of the Old Sage Emperor, This is the acquiescence of this matter.
But Wang Lin didn't do that, for the Suzaku Saint Sect. The reason why he agreed to become the holy emperor was actually just a deal with the old holy emperor at the earliest.
In the following three years, the old holy emperor gave it all his money. This is a kindness. Although there is a transaction element, for Wang Lin, this kind of kindness needs to be repaid.
It's just that Wang Lin knew his own affairs and couldn't stay in one place for too long, especially during the past three years, when he often meditated, he was restless, as if a panic was coming from a panic.
It’s fine if it’s only one or two times, but with the passage of time, Wang Lin has experienced it no less than ten times in the past three years, and this feeling has become clearer and faint, as if from the place where Vermilion Star is. Came.
Wang Lin knew that as his practice improved, he also had some foresight of the crisis, obviously. This ever-increasing sense of crisis comes from Tuosen!
More than a thousand years ago, when he left the land of the ancient gods, Tuo Sen's roar faintly echoed in Wang Lin's heart.
"One day, I will go to you and get back the inheritance of Tu Si's memory!!"
"Takusen, I'm afraid it will come out soon..." Wang Lin sat cross-legged on a rock on the edge of a volcanic crater on the main star. The volcano below it sometimes emitted thick smoke and filled with a hot breath.
Tuo Sen is like a knife hanging above Wang Lin's head, which can be cut down at any time. In the past thousand years, Wang Lin could not ignore this crisis. After the deity reached five stars, Wang Lin also made detailed comments on Tuosen’s strength and the power of the eight-star ancient gods in the memory inheritance. analyze.
The result of the analysis shocked his mind.
With such a powerful enemy coming out at any time, searching the world to find himself, it is impossible for Wang Lin to live comfortably in this Suzaku Saint Sect.
Otherwise, the result can only be to affect the Four Saints and be destroyed by Tuo Sen's hands.
For these thousand years of cultivation, Wang Lin at this moment is not a brief summary of the old monk. Although Tuo Sen is strong, Wang Lin is not without any preparations.
"If Immortal Emperor Qinglin can be resurrected, I don't know how it will compare with Tuosen..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the ground below the mountain. All the cultivation stars in the Vermilion Sacred Sect were all burning. Go, red and red.
"The grace of the old holy emperor, I will repay the Qinglong holy emperor for the time being. If I can avoid the pursuit of Kaisen and have the cultivation base that can defeat Tuosen, then I will repay the old holy emperor. Well, keep the Suzaku Saint Sect safe, and reappear in the past prosperity... If I die under Tuosen..." Wang Lin was silent, looking at the sky and the earth ahead, with bitterness on his face.
"Takusen... I won't let him get out so easily. Everyone in this world has greed. I don't know how many people can be tempted by an eight-star ancient god..." Wang Lin showed a gloomy corner of his mouth.
At this moment, a blazing rainbow roared from the horizon, and when it was ten meters in front of Wang Lin, the flame dissipated and turned into an old man in red. The old expression was calm, he glanced at Wang Lin, and slowly said, "Holy Emperor, the Dead Yin Sect, Luo Tian, and the Alliance Izumo Kingdom, all have envoys coming and waiting in the Vermillion Bird's apse. I don't know if I see it or not?"
The old man in front of him was not one of the six elders who went to the land of the demon spirit back then. Wang Lin only knew that his surname was Xu, and his cultivation reached the middle stage of the broken nirvana.
In the past few days, many forces from the Alliance have sent envoys to congratulate them. For these people, Wang Lin has not seen them, and the elders of the Suzaku Saint Sect and his clansmen are responsible for receiving them.
As for Luo Tian and the Corpse Yin Sect, this was the first time to come. Wang Lin pondered for a moment, remembering his previous plan to deal with Tuo Sen, and didn't intend to see the minds of these messengers change.
"See you." Wang Lin stood up and said calmly.
The old man glanced at Wang Lin and said flatly: "Xu wants to ask Lord Saint Emperor. After taking over, I don’t know what plans he has. Your lord speaks bluntly to solve their doubts."
"Save the Qinglong Sage Emperor!" After Wang Lin said this, he stopped looking at the old man, took a step forward, turned into a long rainbow and went straight ahead.
The elder Xu shook his body and turned abruptly to look at the place where Wang Lin disappeared, his expression suddenly changed.
"Blue Dragon Saint Emperor!!" He took a deep breath, and without any questioning thoughts, his mind was completely shocked by these four words.
Regarding the Azure Dragon Sage Emperor, except for the three elders, the Old Sage Emperor and the Azure Dragon Sage Sect, the rest of the people did not know. At this moment, the shock in the heart of the old man Xu was like a stormy sea.
For the first time in his heart, he felt an unpredictable feeling for Wang Lin.
The Vermillion Bird's apse is entirely made of crimson jade. From a distance, it is very conspicuous. Around it, there are many crimson trees all over it, and even the paths on the ground are all crimson.
A burst of scorching heat came from this hall and filled the surroundings.
At this moment, in this hall, two men and one woman are sitting three people.
The woman has a charming face, wearing a blue gauze skirt, revealing her chest with a touch of charming demeanor, while her beautiful eyes are eagerly waiting, there is even a coquettish atmosphere. She has been paying attention to the two people not far away, one of them is the vicissitudes of life. The other person is a bald man.
The old man was wearing a red robe, without anger and prestige, and always closed his eyes, but the void around his body was twisted in waves, as if he was out of step with this place, even more revealing his amazing cultivation.
As for the bald man, he was more ordinary, dressed in a blue cloth coat and looked calm, but sometimes a confused color flashed in his eyes, and he returned to normal in a moment.
But this woman could tell at a glance that whenever the bald man's eyes were confused, the heaven and earth power in the hall would be stagnant.
If Wang Lin were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that the old man and the bald man were people he knew well.
At this moment, a junior of the Suzaku Saint Sect came into the hall, holding the tea fruit, placed it next to the three, and then exited.
The glamorous woman picked up the tea cup, blew it to her mouth, raised her head to look at the old man, and said with a sweet smile: "This must be the senior Lieyunzi of Luotian Star Territory, the little girl's corpse Yinzong Li Yingzhi, I have seen seniors. ."