"Forget about the rivers and lakes... Yes." Wang Lin did not go to see Li Qianmei's departure. For this woman with the same surname Li, Wang Lin was not moved. His heart was already dead, and he died on the moon and stars. With a cry of grief and anger. His heart was already torn, and it was torn at the moment when Luo Tian Liumei took out the resentful infant.
It is better to forget each other in the arena.
Two different emotions represent two attitudes and pursuits in life, as well as two different choices. The women Wang Lin met in this life were more beautiful and outstanding than Li Muwan, and even more women than Li Muwan in every aspect, many.
Whether it was Luo Tian's Red Butterfly, Xi Zifeng, or Liu Meimu Bingmei, or Lu Yanfei, there were even some chance encounters, but they passed by.
These women, like a flash of smoke, in the end, only Li Muwan and Liu Mei could really walk into his heart. Wang Lin is a person who doesn't understand emotions. The drastic changes in his early years have made him a demon of killing. His hands are bloody. There are even many self-proclaimed people who are inferior to Wang Lin.
He doesn’t understand emotions. If he says yes, it’s just his ignorance when he was still a teenager. He imagines that one day, he will complete his scientific examination and return to his hometown, and his wife will be by his side, accompanied by his parents until he grows old. .
However, after the dramatic changes in the Fuji family, Wang Lin died once more, his temperament changed drastically, and his sorrowful mood made him understand, cultivate, and cultivate, the only strong word among the monks in this world!
Wang Lin didn't know that the relationship with Li Muwan was love, until Li Muwan died, when he walked lonely to a strange void step by step under the lapse of thousands of years. On the journey of being at a loss and having to cultivate, he kept reminiscing... Gradually, as he grew older, he understood.
In this way, Li Muwan walked into Wang Lin's heart deeply and deeply in Wang Lin's remembrance for thousands of years.
Another woman, Liu Mei, also walked into Wang Lin's heart, but the journey was very different from Li Muwan, very painful, very painful... But in the final analysis, Liu Mei still won. It's just that this kind of win was in Wang Lin's death. In his heart, he pierced through a wound alive, tore the flesh and blood, and buried it in.
Wang Lin's heart. He died and was torn apart by others. He was already powerless... Only, he was forgotten in the rivers and lakes.
Li Qianmei's final departure, the scattered blue hair completely revealed her identity. In the sea of clouds, the only person with blue hair is Li Qianmei.
She could have not done this, but she did it anyway.
Li Qianmei, the daughter of the ninth-order Heaven Breaking Sect, was sitting on the same stone monument as Wang Lin, and was given a scroll by Wang Lin. This scene clearly fell in the eyes of the surrounding monks.
Li Qianmei is using her method to give the answer to Wang Lin's identity as a member of the Shenzong family.
The auction is still going on, but the eyes of the surrounding monks looking at Wang Lin are faintly different. Before, many of them were not completely sure about the identity of Wang Lin’s Shenzong family. Doubts were hidden in their hearts, and they didn’t show any clues. .
But at this moment, most of this doubt was dissipated by Li Qianmei's departure.
"The next thing to be auctioned is a rock!" The old man in charge of the auction of Baoyuzong. He glanced at Wang Lin, flipped his right hand, and there was something more on the palm of his hand.
This is an incomplete rock, with many damages on it, and only the remains, which look shameless.
Looking at the rocks, Wang Lin seemed to have returned to Luo Tian's fights. The rocks collapsed at that time. Afterwards, Wang Lin could only condense these and became an abandoned magic weapon in his storage space.
"A thousand immortal jade!" The monks around, after a short silence, heard a voice from the crowd.
"Five thousand immortal jade!" The white-clothed scribe who knew Wang Lin said softly.
"Ten Thousand Immortal Jade!" In the stone stele at the forefront, the elder of Dao Famen spoke calmly.
No one was bidding around. Except for a few great monks with supernatural powers, most of them thought that this mountain was worthless, but Wang Lin had talked with that Baoyu Sect monk Cao and came up with two different things. When they were treasures, the surrounding monks had clearly seen the appearance of the two treasures.
This rock, everyone knows, belongs to Wang Lin.
With a mere ten thousand celestial jade, he can make good friends with Wang Lin. This is what the monks here are happy to do. In the Yunhai Star Territory, ten thousand immortal jade is not low anymore.
Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, and his right hand pinching a finger forward, there was a restriction that flew out and landed on the debris of the rock. Immediately there was ripples on the rock. The ripples dissipated in a moment, and a breath of vicissitudes disappeared. The rocks spread out and filled the surroundings.
This breath of vicissitudes contains the traces of time. Suddenly, the surrounding monks became serious one by one.
Those old nirvana monsters were better, especially the monks Jingni and Peeping Nirvana, each of them stared at the rock in thought.
"Mountain soul!" Mei|Yan|Shao|women who met Wang Lin, were slightly surprised, took a close look at the mountain stone, then shook his head and whispered: "Unfortunately, it is broken."
"This is not an ordinary rock, there is immortality on it! This thing, is it the mountain of the immortal world?"
"Twenty thousand immortal jade!" The white-clothed scribe calmly said.
"Although this thing is useless for me and other cultivators, the junior cultivators in the school can understand the magical powers on it... More importantly, this thing is very likely to be obtained from the immortal world, and then be Refined to become this!" The elder of that method pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Thirty thousand immortal jade."
"Forty thousand immortal jade!" A voice came from a distance, but it was that Ouyang Long, sitting cross-legged on the stone monument behind.
"One Thousand Yuan Jing!" The elder of that method said solemnly.
The surrounding area was quiet, no one bid, and finally this thing was bought by Dao Famen elders.
Although this rock was extraordinary, it did not cause any waves in this auction. At most, it was only a slight ripple. But the shock caused by the next item was that even Wang Lin did not expect it.
"This magic weapon is an armor!" The elder of the treasure jade sect took a deep breath, with doubts and excitement in his eyes. With a wave of his right hand, there was a cloud of black air in front of him, faintly turning into a vague armor. .
At the moment the black air appeared, some of the surrounding cultivators immediately changed their complexions and looked at them intently. Among them were the old man with pitted faces and the white-robed scribes.
"Please also ask Daoyou Lu to open the restriction, let Yu wait to watch carefully." The old man gave Wang Lin a fist, but he also pointed out this thing. Belongs to Wang Lin.
The look of this old man made Wang Lin very noticeable. He pondered a little. He raised his right hand and pointed forward, restraining it from flying out and falling on the black energy. Suddenly, the black energy seemed to boil, and the violent clouds rolled up. The seal restriction on it dissipated, and finally disappeared completely, so that the black energy was no longer blurred, but rapidly contracted and condensed, turning into a dark armor, revealing monstrous magic energy!
This devilish energy is extremely strong, the world has changed color, and a huge vortex faintly appeared in the sky, this vortex is dark and slowly rotating.
At the moment when the armor was opened and the seal was opened, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of the monks suddenly widened, even the old nirvana sitting on the stone monument on the left front was taken aback. The eyes burst with unimaginable sparkle!
Some monks stood up abruptly in surprise, their eyes showing unbelievable colors.
"Shenzong Demon Armor!!" The cratered old man took a breath and murmured.
"God Demon Armor!!"
"It turned out to be the armor of the gods!"
"In the legend, only the gods of the gods can have the magic armor, this armor is extremely devilish, and it must be the fourth grade magic armor!" The entire auction site, because of the appearance of this armor, immediately boiled.
The monks who can come to this auction place are all people with broad knowledge and knowledge, and they have a high level of cultivation and strong concentration. But at this moment, the concentration of most of them has collapsed. Everything, Just because of this magic armor!
"Friend Lu, do you really want to sell this thing?" The elder of the Taoist School stood up, held his fist to Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice.
His words fell, and the surrounding area immediately calmed down, and everyone's eyes instantly condensed on Wang Lin.
Wang Lin looked calmly and took a look at the Demon Scattering armor. He didn't expect that this thing could also be related to the Shenzong. Wang Lin was very interested in the Shenzong in the Cloud Sea Star Territory.
"I only want Yuanjing!" Wang Lin said gently.
"Okay, the old man is willing to take out three thousand yuan crystals and buy this thing!" The elder's voice of that method is decisive!
"The old man has five thousand yuan crystals!" The old woman who had traded star maps with Wang Lin before, looked at the armor of the scattered demon, with a strange light in her eyes, and slowly spoke.
"Everyone wants to buy this thing, presumably to study Shenzong's supernatural powers. This thing is in the sea of clouds, and only Shenzong owns it. It rarely spreads out. This thing will be obtained from the next situation. I will produce eight thousand yuan crystal!" He took a breath and said solemnly.
"Ten thousand yuan of crystals!" The elder of that method hesitated, gritted his teeth and said. There are not many crystals in their Taoist schools, ten thousand, which is already the limit he can produce.
As soon as the price came out, there was a sound of inhalation all around. This level of transaction auctions were no longer for the idlers and others to participate. At this moment, a voice with a strange tone of yin and yang slowly came.
"Seventh-tier Secret Luozong, ask for 13,000 Yuan Jing!" The monks around immediately looked at it, but it was a young man in yellow, holding a fan in his hand, and quoted the price.
The Dao Famen elder stared at the armor blankly, sighed, and stopped asking the price, and the rest of the people were also silent. The price was already at the limit, and they didn't have that many crystals.
"Fifteen thousand Yuanjing!" Ouyang Long's voice came out, faintly trembling. This price, even for him, couldn't help but shake his mind.
"18,000 Yuan Jing!" The yellow-clothed youth frowned and said solemnly.
"Twenty thousand yuan crystal!" Ouyang Long gritted his teeth.
"Twenty-five thousand Yuan Jing!" The eyes of the yellow-clothed youth flickered with coldness.
"Three... 30,000 yuan crystal!" Ouyang Long exuded sweat on his forehead.
"You are the fifth-order Penglai Baoyuzong, where can there be so many Yuanjing!" The yellow-clothed youth suddenly stood up and stared at Ouyang Long, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but he recognized Ouyang Long's identity.