Mu Bingmei left.
She came to Wang Lin to tell Wang Lin about the scenes of the alliance. There was no other conversation between the two. It seemed that he didn't want to talk, and she didn't want to talk.
Before leaving, Mu Bingmei's figure under the moonlight stayed outside the courtyard gate. After a pause, she did not turn her head back, but said a word softly.
"Li Qianmei, it's pretty good... But, can't you forget Sister Wan'er... I believe that if Sister Wan'er wakes up, you won't be afraid to see you being alone for thousands of years... I don't want to see it today. One farewell, I will go to the Shenzong retreat to heal. I am afraid that I will not leave the customs within a thousand years. I don't know where you and I will meet again after a thousand years. But, Wang Lin... I have a word that I want to tell you. I am Liu Mei, Wang Ping's mother... When I get rid of the shackles of Kun Xu, I will accompany Wang Ping in reincarnation for life and life and become a true mother."
Mu Bing murmured his eyebrows, and gradually walked away, her Taoist heart, as if she said this sentence, gradually came to completion.
Thousand illusion ruthless Dao... Wanhuan Tianma Dao... In the end, it slowly changed.
The avatar of Saint Kunxu experienced the magical powers of heaven. Since ancient times, only one person has succeeded, and all the others have failed. Mu Bingmei took another shortcut and merged his own way into the clone, and finally defeated Liumei. Dao Xin was not complete. This Kun Xu's strongest supernatural powers also cracked.
This rift is Liu Mei, Wang Lin, and even Wang Ping! But at this moment, with Mu Bingmei's mood and everything she experienced, she no longer avoided the cracks in Dao's heart, but chose to face and accept.
It was precisely because of this change in her mood that her Tao, in the process of change, showed signs of completion. Ruthless and sentimental, only one word! If you cultivate the Tao, cultivate the Tao with an unkind heart, then you will eventually cultivate it, not worthy of being called Tao! Ascetics, beware of a touch in your heart. Through this touch, you will have the rebellion to break the path, the support and the most precious guardian struggling in the heavens and the earth.
The crack in Mu Bing's eyebrows already contained the figure of Wang Lin, and this figure, as her mood change gradually came to completion, became the brand of her concealed in mercilessness.
With this branding, her Tao finally embarked on the road to consummation.
In the courtyard, in the moonlit night, around Wang Lin, there was still a different fragrance of the two women, accompanied by Wang Lin standing alone, looking at the moonlight in the sky, silent for a long time.
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, a few days passed, the big ratio of the eighth-stage division sect was gradually approaching, and it was time to leave.
Mu Bingmei left the Promise Sect with Wang Shanshan three days ago. Wang Shanshan was ordered to return to Shenzong with Mu Bingmei. Naturally, Wujizong did not dare to stop the two of her leaving. Before leaving, Mu Bingmei did not look back, she was proud, she was the saint of Kunxu! The realm of Kunxu was destroyed, and she was left alone. From this moment on, she no longer belonged to her. All the responsibilities on her were suppressed. She had to cultivate to restore Kunxu, and to fulfill Kunxu. The saint’s responsibility is repaired. She has avoided this responsibility for a long, long time, but now, she is not avoiding it, but choosing to face it.
The conversation with Wang Lin dispelled Fansi in her heart, buried that memory firmly in her heart, and sealed it up.
Li Qianmei is also about to leave. She received an urgent call from the jade slip from Potianzong's master. The jade slip did not say anything, but with stern words, Li Qianmei immediately gave up all trivial matters and sent the formation with the Promise Sect. Immediately return to Po Tianzong! It seems that everything has a faint feeling of wind and rain.
Li Qianmei couldn't refuse Master's words. Po Tianzong gave her everything. Master raised her up. Although Master did not say the reason, she had never seen the harsh words in her life.
Even if she only had time to say goodbye to Wang Lin, she took her tranquility into the teleportation formation of the Promise Sect, and after experiencing several different teleportation locations, she went to Potianzong.
She was also puzzled. She didn’t know why Master suddenly gave such an anxious order. In her memory, Master had always been calm, not once, as it is now, faintly, she did not know why, there was a trace in her heart. Doubts and bad things, it seems that something is coming quietly.
As Mu Bingmei and Li Qianmei left one after another, Wang Lin, the Sect Master of the Promise Sect, the two Supreme Elders, plus several elders, walked out of the Promise Sect and prepared to go to the battlefield of the Tier 8 Star Territory. There, carry on this real grand ceremony of the sea of clouds! In this battle, the Sect Master of Wuji is extremely confident, he believes that the remaining eighth-tier sects will definitely lose this time, and the Wuji Sect will definitely get the first place this time! Because of this grand ceremony, with the arrival of Wang Lin, it has become unbalanced, and its overwhelming advantage has completely fallen on Wujizong. There is no possibility that the Promise Sect will lose. Even in the eyes of the Promise Sect Master and the Supreme Elder, the focus of this battle is no longer the battle itself, but the expressions and shocks of the other eighth-tier sects after the battle ended in an instant.
But, just like the words in the conversation between Wang Lin and Mu Bingmei, the world is unpredictable!
Just half an hour before the Wuji Sect and his entourage were preparing to go out, suddenly a Changhong rushed out of the Wuji Zongshan gate, and the Changhong exuded an earth-shaking momentum and went straight to the Sect Master of the Wuji Sect.
This Changhong is an old man, Wang Lin has never seen this person, but in this old man, there is also a halo flashing, it is obvious that the cultivation base has reached the level of decay of heaven and man! The old man’s expression was extremely gloomy. After approaching, without saying anything, he threw a jade slip and flew into the hands of Sect Master Wuji. The Sect Master frowned and swept the jade slip with his spiritual sense. His complexion changed immediately! After that, the whole person became gloomy, and there was a thumping sound all over the body, which was obviously extremely angry! He coldly hummed and gave the jade Jane in his hand to the two super elders around him. After the two elders looked at them separately, their expressions were immediately gloomy. It seemed that at this moment, the entire sky was gloomy.
"What a domineering Shenzong!!" The Supreme Elder who fought with Wang Lin before, gritted his teeth like a cold wind.
"With a word of Shenzong, the grand ceremony of the eighth-tier sea of clouds star field that has lasted for tens of thousands of years collapsed. I just don't know what the madness of this Shenzong is, and even canceled this eighth-level competition!!! My Promise Sect is for this. After preparing for the second big competition for so many years, now there is more Daoyou Lu to help out, who can easily get the first place, sweeping away the depression of previous years, why should this Shenzong be cancelled!!" Another elder sneered with anger in his eyes.
But more, it is a kind of aggrieved and unwillingness. They are all great monks with supernatural powers, each with their own pride. The Promise Sect is by no means a small sect, but right now, it is because of a jade from the Shenzong. Jane, had to accept it with humiliation! Sect Master Promise, the white-robed old man was silent for a long time. He seemed to be exhausted. He sighed and shook his head: "No matter, since Shenzong's destiny has been passed on, there must be a reason for canceling this Tier 8 competition. It's just this reason, no As we know it."
The Sect Master of Bitterness looked at Wang Lin, smiled bitterly and clasped his fists: "Daoyou Lu, this eighth-order competition has been cancelled by Shenzong, and we don’t need to go. I will call the other elders to discuss this matter. Gui Yuanzong returned to the fifth-tier star field to prepare, and then moved to the seventh-tier star field together."
Wang Lin's expression was calm, but for some reason, there was always a sense of horror. It seemed that something shocking was slowly coming. He was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed, and said, "That jade slip from Shenzong, Lu Can someone take a look!" In the end, a Taishang elder of the Wujizong who held the jade slip, immediately flicked his right hand, the jade ran to Wang Lin, was caught by Wang Lin, and his sense of consciousness was swept away.
There is only one sentence in the jade slip: "Here is the eighth-order competition, no need to proceed, this is the end! Shenzong Oracle!"
As soon as Wang Lin's divine consciousness swept through, he immediately felt an indescribable powerful aura rushing out of the words frantically, vaguely turning into a huge handprint, coming rumblingly.
Wang Lin shook suddenly, withdrew his divine consciousness, returned the jade power to Wujizong, held his fist towards everyone, turned and left.
The people of the Promise Sect are also complicated and unhappy, but helpless, they can only accept.
"Li Qianmei received the Potianzong jade slip and left in a hurry... Mu Bingmei also walked in a hurry, and once she didn't know the reason, there was nothing suspicious about this matter, but the eighth-order competition was here again. It was stopped by Shenzong... All these are connected together, but it is weird! Could it be that in this sea of clouds sanctuary, there will be some great things that will not happen!" Wang Lin frowned, feeling very puzzled.
After hesitation, he hurriedly returned to the residence of Guiyuanzong, summoned Lu Yanfei and others, immediately packed up, and left one by one with the Wujizong teleportation array, and returned to the Moruo continent in the fifth-order star region! Wang Lin faintly felt that something was wrong, the feeling of frightening became clearer and clearer, even when he was meditating, he couldn't get into concentration even under this kind of feeling.
"As soon as possible, I will organize everything in Guiyuanzong. I will take you to the seventh-order star field in three days, and then I will leave!" After returning to the Morro Continent, Wang Lin said these words, and then immediately closed in the closed room. Sinking into the primordial spirit, quickly combined with the soul of the Tianyunzi.
This time, he merged with Tian Yunzi not to use his supernatural powers to meet the enemy, but to use Tian Yunzi's ability to forcefully deduce an unknown change! At the same time, in the 9th-order Potian Sect, the moment Li Qianmei returned to the sect through the formation, her expression changed immediately! Her tranquility was completely retreated, and she was deeply shocked by what she saw before her eyes.
The ten elders of Po Tianzong dispatched three people and arranged a formation to surround Li Qianmei in the teleportation formation. The teleportation formation was even more gleaming, and immediately there was no teleportation function anymore, and some were just trapped! His master even walked out of nearly ten thousand years of retreat, sitting cross-legged outside the formation, the moment Li Qianmei appeared, his eyes were bright, staring straight at Li Qianmei!
"Starting today, within three months, you must not take half a step out of this formation! Otherwise, it will be dealt with by the rules!"