Since Wang Lin has cultivated the Tao for two thousand years, he has created only three types of magical powers. The residual night is strong and has shocking power. However, the rules are unpredictable in the beginning. , Vent the most powerful power of this technique.
Even if Wang Lin's cultivation base is now, if he forcefully pushes the residual night, changes the trajectory of the heavens and the earth in all positions of the starry sky, planets, etc., turns the day into the night, the night into the dawn, and pushes the power of breaking dawn, perhaps extremely cautious.
As for the magical power of the moon, although it seems to be slightly inferior in power to Can Ye, the rules of this technique are that no one in the world can defend and resist. Than God.
The night of the stubborn world, the light of the passing years, the dream of returning to the ancient...
Wang Lin's third type of magical powers was that after the battle with Shui Daozi, he was seriously injured and died frequently. Yu Tianni was assisted by the enclave, and stepped into a strange realm that is extremely mysterious, even now Wang Lin can't tell. -Dao Jing!
In that realm, there are two types of magical powers that emerged in Wang Lin's mind. The first type is the land of demon spirits, which severely injured the destiny of heaven and man, and even the eight-star ancient gods who saved the lives of ancient demons. Supernatural power-dream back to ancient times!
The second type is the Dao technique that he first came into contact with in his life, the San Dao technique that the old man exterminated in the Seven Colors world back then!
These two types of supernatural powers are so strong that they are left deep in Wang Lin's memory, cannot be erased, and they are deeply rooted!
After ten years in Dao, what Wang Lin has realized is this amazing dream returning to ancient times and the art of San Dao!
Dreaming back to the ancient times is an ancient god’s magical powers. It was impossible to be used by monks. Even if Wang Lin was an ancient god, he couldn’t do this. But Wang Lin’s life chances and crises coexisted. He opened a door of Taoism.
It's just that this technique is too majestic. If it is changed from the ordinary, Wang Lin can't figure it out, but in that realm, Wang Lin uses great perseverance and perseverance to integrate this technique with the dream back to the ancient times. , Created the art of Dream Dao!
Outside the cracks in the Yunhai Demon Sect, Wang Lin made a slight display, so that the elder of the demon sect, who was declining and declining, almost collapsed the Taoist heart without even noticing it. Dao Xin collapsed, Dao Nian collapsed and died!
Mengdao is complicated to say, but in fact, it is a kind of demons!
Turn the opponent's Dao Nian into a heart demon, use the heart demon to collapse the Dao foundation, and destroy the self-form. Even a monk without a spiritual conception of cultivation will have a heart demon. This heart demon is Wang Lin!
Daoshu, heaven and earth is extremely mysterious. Even the third-step monk does not have much mastery. It is already a great opportunity to have one kind, and it is as strong as the Blue Dream Daoist. It is only a few kinds.
Dreaming back to Daogu, this is the memory of the other party! Although he couldn't let the Dao disperse like the old man who exterminated the clan, Wang Lin could use this technique to plant an illusory memory in the opponent's memory!
This illusory memory will exist eternally in the heart of the other party, cannot be erased, and become real. This is the planting of a demon!
The breath that came out of Wang Lin’s mouth was Wang Lin’s Dao breath, falling on the Emperor’s furnace, quickly blending in and infiltrating...
Si Mozi looked back at the faint shadow behind him with shocked eyes. He stayed for a while. This figure has been with him for tens of thousands of years and has become a part of his life, but in these tens of thousands of years, it has never been Said a word!
She... She should have died... It was the painful place in his heart...
The white silk silk was her suicide sling, and the plum blood on it was a mouthful of lovesickness in Si Mozi's grief and anger...
Si Mozi's body trembled. This sudden change and the sudden appearance of words made him stunned. He had forgotten the animal bones in his hand and forgot to place his palms on the animal bone palm prints.
The nail-sized fireflies on the center of his eyebrows flickered more violently, just like candlelight!
"Sister... it's you... are you talking..." Simozi stared at the imaginary female shadow blankly, her eyes were glittering and gradually blurred.
"Brother, brother, come and see, there is a bunch of purple orchids growing here..."
"Brother, don't sleep all the time, you promised to play with me today..."
"Brother, brother..."
Cloud Sea Star Field, on a floating continent, there is a mortal village. A girl of seven or eight years old, pouting her mouth, constantly pushes the sleeping boy next to her.
"Xiao Lan, let me go back to sleep again. Last night I went to touch Xu's eggs with Huzi and the others. I was very tired..." The boy was older in his childhood, about eight or nine years old. He opened his loose eyes and underestimated him. After a few sentences, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Time seems to flow invisibly, year after year...
"Brother, Huzi bullied me today, he... he secretly kissed me!" On the village road, two young men, a man and a woman, walked slowly in the sunset, stretching their silhouettes.
Behind the boy, he was carrying a medicine basket, and he breathed as he walked.
The girl next to him, wearing a floral cloth, looks about 13 or 14 years old, holding a weed in her hand, and while talking, she grabs the grass in her hand fiercely.
"Brother, did you hear me in the end!!" The girl glared at the boy and said loudly.
"I heard it, I heard it, Xiao Lan, my parents are gone, Aunt Huzi has taken good care of us all these years, I think Huzi is also good, you are not young anymore, or marry it." The boy breathed. After a few days, he turned his head to look at his sister beside him.
"You!! Have you been an elder brother like this!! You obviously like Sister Hong Hong and want to marry me to her younger brother. You take the opportunity to get an older brother who is almost like you!" The girl stomped and stared fiercely. Glancing at the teenager.
The young man's face was reddish, haha, he moved the topic away, and said something that attracted the girl's attention. After a while, the two laughed again and went further and further.
The years are like wheels, unconsciously, turning around, taking away the thoughts of the youth...
"Brother, Hong Hong already has a sweetheart, you..." The young and young girl at that time has also reached the 28th year, like a beautiful flower, at the age of blooming.
At this moment, the girl looked at the thin young man in front of her, bit her lower lip, and spoke softly.
The boy's body was thin and thin, not tall, his complexion was slightly darker, and he looked sickly, but his eyes were very bright, if the spark, in that girl's heart, there would be eternal existence.
Over the years, the girl knew that although her brother didn't say anything, he was actually very good to herself. As long as it was something she liked, her brother would desperately get it and give it to herself.
The boy grinned, his teeth were very white. Under the smile, even his spirits seemed to have improved a lot. After hearing the girl's words, the boy touched his sister's hair with his right hand and said softly: "Don't think There are too many, your brother is not that fragile. Your brother's dream is to become a fairy. After a few days after you and Huzi get married, your brother will leave for a while and go to Xianshan to seek advice from a teacher!"
The pretty girl blushed and said in a low voice, "Huzi is very annoying. I told him before that if Sister Hong Hong doesn't marry you, I won't marry him either!"
The young man laughed, his eyes were gentle, and he whispered: "Well, you are growing up, and you are almost a woman. Don't always be a child. My brother's dream is to become an immortal. I don't want to be ordinary here. After a lifetime..." The young man raised his head and looked at the dark sky.
"My Sima Mo's life will never be so ordinary... Xiaolan, you are waiting for your brother. When I am successful in learning the Tao, I will come to help you live long with the tiger. There may be a few nephews at that time, haha "The young man looked happy.
The girl stared at the boy in front of her in a daze. Since her parents passed away, her elder brother has been her god. She has been caring for her. Her eyes were red, and the girl lowered her head and whispered: "Brother will definitely be able to do it, Xiao Lan will always wait. Come back with my brother."
"Well, when you get married, my brother will prepare a lot of dowry for you, so Xiao Lan will marry it gracefully." The boy looked at his sister, with affection and love in his eyes.
The lively sound of music and music echoed in this ordinary village a few days later. The girl was wearing a wedding gown with a drape. When she stepped onto the sedan chair, she raised her head and raised a corner of the drape, looking into the distance with a look. There was a hint of anxiety.
"Where did my brother go... why isn't he coming back..."
For the wedding in the village, the neighbors all rushed over, it was very lively, and there were many children playing around the sedan chair and singing cheerful songs while laughing.
The old people all around also looked at this happy scene with kind smiles.
No one noticed that at this moment, on the road outside the village entrance, a line of more than ten fierce horses were whizzing and approaching. On top of the fierce horse, there were more than ten big men sitting on the road. Talking and laughing.
The sound of the pedaling horse's hoof, like an earth dragon tumbling, spread across the earth, causing the ground to vibrate, and it spread into the village far away...
There is a mountain not far away. This mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist all the year round. It is rumored that there are immortals on it. At this moment, a thin young man, with a triumphant smile, hurried down the trail from the mountain.
Behind him was the medicine basket, which contained many leaves of grass. Among them, there was a ginseng. This ginseng had the thickness of a baby's arm, the beard was extremely long, and there was a little spiritual energy on it.
"This ginseng king is afraid that it has a history of a hundred years. In order to get it, I wasted several days. As Xiaolan's dowry, it should be enough." The boy's smile was thicker, and he was walking halfway up the mountain at this moment. He looked at the village below the mountain, but in this glance, the boy trembled, and suddenly his body stopped moving.
The village below the mountain, looking at it from a distance, the fire is blazing!