The mortal capital here is extremely large and densely populated. The west is the most important place. The people living there are far more than the other three places. As Wang Lin walked forward, seeing and hearing, he gradually realized that this mortal world is not like Vermillion Bird. Take silver as money.
Here, there is another thing called alum crystal, according to its size, it has become like two things for mortals in this place.
This kind of alum crystal is useless for monks, but because it is extremely bright and does not produce much, it can be used as a coin to circulate. With Wang Lin's cultivation base, it is naturally easy to obtain enough alum crystals.
He was in this capital city, and the primordial spirit split into the ground along his feet and quickly swept across it. Before no one noticed it, he found an alum crystal vein hidden deep in the ground.
On the winding, part of the alum crystal veins were refined when it was retracted. When the trace of the soul returned to the body, there were already a large number of alum crystals in Wang Lin's storage space.
Walking in the city, Wang Lin didn’t use his magical powers, and gradually came to the west of the city. At first glance, the houses here are densely packed and boundless, and the streets are relatively dilapidated. Even these houses seem to have not been repaired for a long time. , A dirty look.
But one thing is very strange, that is, under the eaves of almost every house, there are some bunches of leaves hanging, which is obviously a peculiar custom here.
Most of the pedestrians here are also plainly dressed, walking hurriedly.
Wang Lin's arrival did not attract the attention of others. After searching here, it was easy to find some houses for sale. He chose the densest place and Wang Lin bought one.
This house is in the middle of a street. There is a big tree outside the door. There is a noodle stall under the tree. In addition to selling noodles, there are also rice wine. If you can't afford to go to the winery, you will eat the noodles here and drink some rice wine. Right to fill the stomach.
In the evening, the sky will be slightly dim. It is time for dinner. Every household here is also very lively. Some familiar neighbors are sitting together, talking and laughing loudly, and many children are playing and playing, holding on to the ground. The little stones were thrown around.
Wang Lin was sitting at the door of his house, looking at everything in front of him with a smile. After he bought the house, many neighbors came over to talk. For these simple mortals, Wang Lin was very gentle. After talking, Most of the neighbors around knew that Wang Lin was a scholar who came to rush for the exam. He couldn't afford to live in an inn, so he rented a house here and studied until next year's big exam.
As the sky got darker and darker, and the smoke was faint, the guys who had been talking and laughing after a tiring day went home, and slowly, the surrounding area quieted down.
The moonlight appeared faintly, and the old man with a noodle stall under the big tree in front of him was also stunned, watching the two young guys tidy up and prepare to close the stall and leave. He held the pipe in his hand and took a sip. Wang Lin, who looked up at the sky in the distance, took the flask on the side and walked towards Wang Lin.
"Little baby, it's very cold at night. Here is the pot of rice wine for you. Drink a mouthful to warm up before reading. If there is a day in the future, you can give me money for wine." The old man smiled and threw the flask to Wang Lin. Turned around and took the two young guys away with the noodle stall.
Wang Lin took the flask and shook it. There was half a flask of wine in it. He glanced at the direction the old man was leaving with a smile. He was very calm. In fact, Wang Lin prefers this kind of life compared to the cruel world of cultivation. .
The moonlight gradually deepened, and the cold wind slowly approached, and a slight whimper reverberated in the wind, blowing across the street, swaying the string of leaves hanging under the eaves of the houses on both sides.
The wind is very cold, especially when the moonlight blends in, it is even more chilly, blowing some small stones on the street, moving away with the wind, and even more dusty, making everything that the eyes look like in the fog. Same.
In the night, every household had already lit up the oil lamps, and the lights were shining from the houses. There was a different charm in the dimness. Wang Lin stood up with a hip flask, glanced around in silence, and walked into the house. Inside.
The inside of the house is very simple, but extremely clean. The moment the door is closed, the whimpering wind outside seems to be isolated in another world, vaguely inaudible.
Light up the light, and under the volatile candlelight, this simple house seems to warm up, dispersing the previous darkness in the corner of the house, hiding it.
"Here, even the state of mind has calmed down..." Wang Lin placed the hip flask next to the oil lamp, sat cross-legged on the side, and after a deep breath, closed his eyes.
At the moment his eyes closed, the primordial spirit in his body swiftly moved, releasing waves of strong primal force, colliding in the body like wind and waves, but in the outside world, it was impossible to hear or detect at all, Wang Lin was still calm. Cross-legged. It's just that the candlelight moved as if it had been blown by the breeze.
Wang Lin's figure under the candlelight could not help but twist...
In Wang Lin’s mind, there was a shocking scene at this moment. Eight Primordial Thunder Dragons roared and struggled, trying to break through their primordial spirit, but to them, Wang Lin’s primordial spirit was like a prison, no matter how they impacted. , Can't shake the half silk!
To refine and thoroughly absorb these eight ancient Thunder Dragon souls, even with Wang Lin’s cultivation base at this moment, it is not easy to achieve it. It requires constant sacrifices. Fortunately, besides the origin of thunder, he also has the source of flame. !
Therefore, in the struggle of the eight Primordial Thunder Dragons, a blue sea of fire blasted out from within Wang Lin's soul, which filled the entire soul, surrounded all the eight Primordial Thunder Dragons, and began to burn and refine wildly.
In that blue sea of fire, the phantom of the Vermillion Bird flickered, spinning around the eight ancient Thunder Dragons, sometimes spitting out a lot of flames, increasing the firepower of refining!
Wang Lin’s own soul was originally composed of half of the Primordial Thunder Dragon. At this moment, in the Fire Sea Sacrifice, the thunder and lightning in his soul was filled with lightning and turned into the ninth piece of his own Thunder Dragon. Looking at the eight thunder dragons being sacrificed, waiting for the opportunity to swallow them in one fell swoop.
Time slowly passed, and the eight Primordial Thunder Dragon souls let out a stern roar in the blue flame. The roar was completely isolated in the soul, isolated in Wang Lin's body, without even a single word.
Wang Lin's house, like the outside world, was quiet, without the slightest sound. As the night approached, the lights in the houses gradually went out. Finally, looking around, there were only scattered lights in the west of the city, and the rest were completely dark.
The sound of buzzing faintly came from the street outside the house. Gradually, the voice of the watchman broke the silence, but it was not harsh, but it felt like it was integrated into the silence.
"The cold wave is coming, turn off the lights and close the door..." The voice slowly went away, and the outside world returned to tranquility.
But at the moment when the watchman left, Wang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged in the house, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with precision, his right hand lifted forward and scratched, suddenly the table The hip flask on the top came in an instant, he grabbed it in his hand, put it in his mouth, and took a big sip!
The spicy wine fell into the abdomen, and immediately there was a feeling of heat radiating from the whole body, with the short-term spiciness in his mouth, Wang Lin suddenly closed his eyes, and under the rotation of his vital energy, the wine that entered the abdomen seemed to burn. Suddenly, more flame power was born in Wang Lin's body.
The power of these flames all poured into the soul, making the blue sea of fire more intense. At the same time as it rose to the sky, the wine that was drunk into the body seemed to be driven away, leaving only the essence of the wine. After exiting, the scroll went into Wang Lin Yuanshen, turned into a dense rain, and fell on the sea of fire.
At this moment, the sea of fire exploded, and it started a frenzied burning with a more violent degree. The high temperature within it soared. Under the blast of flames, it immediately made one of the eight ancient Thunder Dragons, stern and stern. Screamed.
This Taikoo Thunder Dragon trembled, and its whole body was burned by flames. It collapsed suddenly, but at the moment of its collapse, Wang Lin Yuanshen, who was always wandering around and waiting for the opportunity, rushed directly into the ninth Taikoo Thunder Dragon, like a thunder. Suddenly sucked at the speed!
The Primordial Thunder Dragon that suddenly collapsed, lost all resistance, was completely refined by Wang Lin, and became an integral and inseparable part of itself!
In the house where Wang Lin was located, his complexion was slightly ruddy, as if he had swallowed a big tonic. Although he closed his eyes, there was a faint lightning mark penetrating through his right eyelid, which was rapidly increasing.
The house was very quiet, but the candlelight on the table was shaking violently, which made Wang Lin's figure more distorted. After a while, the candlelight went out with a pop, and the whole room suddenly became dark. There is no difference in the outside world.
Only the lightning mark on Wang Lin's right eyelid still emits a faint light...
Within Wang Lin’s soul, there are only seven of the eight stubborn Primordial Thunder Dragons left, roaring and struggling crazily under the flames, but this sea of fire is already permeating all the high temperatures in the refining world, and it has changed from being scattered in eight parts. , Became seven parts, in this way, the sea of fire that fell on every Primordial Thunder Dragon was several times stronger than before.
Under such burning, the screams of those thunder dragons reverberated, and it didn't take long for another one to collapse and was swallowed and absorbed by the thunder dragon by Wang Lin Yuanshen!
He was even more energetic, the primordial Thunder Dragon rushed fiercely, and went straight to the six remaining Thunder Dragons approaching, and through the sea of fire, they launched crazy collisions and bites.
The night gradually passed, the early morning sun shrouded the earth and awakened the sleeping city, but the first sun came a little late, and its light was blocked by the heavy dark clouds that appeared in the sky as the night dissipated. Makes the earth groggy.
The thunder bursts dullly from the clouds, but there was a dense rainstorm that suddenly fell.
Wang Lin opened his eyes cross-legged.
"Eight ancient Thunder Dragons, I swallowed and merged seven, and only the last one is left!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed brightly.