Of the four major factions of the Fire Alliance, only the Temple of War, Luohe Gate, and the Evil Demon Sect reside on the main peak. As for the Corpse Yin Sect, except for staying in the initial stage for a period of time, after the fourth-level cultivation nation extinguishes the fire beast disaster, Immediately evacuated and returned to the territory of Huo Fen Nation.
Many people didn't understand this move. Although the Huo Fen Nation Fire Beast was destroyed, its spiritual energy was full of tyrannical auras, and it could not be absorbed at all. As a result, it formed a cultivator's Jedi.
Regarding this, the corpse yin sect did not have any explanation, but in the middle of the day, the whole sect left.
In the eyes of the other three sects, the corpse Yin sect is extremely mysterious. Although there are not many Yuanying period in it, every time the sects of the Yuanying period monks meet, they can feel the corpse Yin sect. Monk Yuan Ying, there seemed to be a terrifying power in his body.
Therefore, the three major factions remained silent about the actions of the corpse Yin sect, without any hindrance.
In the extreme west of the Fire Country, under a continuous volcano, there is a huge cave, and the caverns are connected to each other to form a huge underground world.
Compared with Zhao's corpse Yin sect, its structure is similar, but the size is larger.
Zhao Chuanliang, the contemporary lord of the corpse Yin sect, was kneeling on one knee in a stone room at this time. In front of him, there was an irregular crystal formed by countless diamond-shaped luminous bodies crossing together.
At this time, Zhao Chuanliang had a respectful attitude, and even a trace of fear appeared on his face. He whispered: "Last Sect, I will definitely find out about this matter. Please give me a few more days of grace. I must be able to find the reason for the disappearance of 4876.
"I will give you a few days, who will give me? 4876 is a disciple of the Tiangang sect in the fourth-level cultivation country, and Chen is in the branch, and is also in the Tiangang country. Now the other party will come to VIP. According to the time, 4876 should have been long ago. After completing the fusion of the house, what do you want me to take?" From the diamond-shaped crystal, a hideous human face was exposed, and the roar roared from the mouth of the human face.
Zhao Chuanliang cried secretly, showing sincerity and fear, and quickly said: "Shangzong, I have found out some clues and found the missing place of 4876, analyzing from various signs. A disciple of the Temple of War named Ma Liang has some connections with this matter. I have dispatched personnel to investigate and get news that the other party is currently in Xuanwu country. As long as you give me ten days, I can definitely find out the truth."
The human face in the crystal. The expression is slightly slow. After looking at Zhao Chuanliang. He sighed and said, "Chuanliang. For the sake of my current body. I will give you ten days. Ten days later. If there is still no result. Then don't blame me for reporting the matter to the fifth-level branch. It's time. With the means of the five-level division, you will definitely cancel a choice after your physical body is seized."
Finished. The human face in the crystal. It disappeared slowly.
Zhao Chuanliang suddenly sat on the ground. With a wry smile, he said, "That 4876 is a member of the Tiangang country. Wouldn't it be better to take the house directly there. Why did you throw it at me? Alas!" In fact, he knew it in his heart. The monks of the country seized their homes. Generally, the clan will choose to throw it away to other countries for processing.
"Cancel your one choice opportunity. Zhao Chuanliang. You are a little bad!" a cold voice. It spread from Zhao Chuanliang's body.
"Ye Zizai. What do you say?" Zhao Chuanliang was silent a little. Sighed lightly.
"What to do? I don't know, but the old man was the master of Zhao Guozie Yinzong at the beginning. This kind of thing is not unheard of. The things of my junior brother back then are quite similar to this. It's just slightly different. 4876 If his soul lamp is not extinguished, it means that it has not died. If you can find it. It is naturally best. If you can't find it, you can say it in danger. It depends on his physical body to stand you for ten days. Then who is your physical body? "
"It's my younger brother. Both of me entered the Dead Yin Sect at the same time four hundred years ago. He was extremely talented and was chosen as a physical body by the Shangzong." Zhao Chuanliang said calmly and slowly.
"Hmph, if it wasn't for my previous choice that the excellent physical body was suddenly discovered by the fifth-level clan and taken away forcibly, now I have completely restored my cultivation base and successfully seized the house." Ye Zizai sneered, his tone full of resentment.
Zhao Chuanliang took a deep breath, stood up, took out a jade slip, placed it a little behind his forehead, and flicked it out.
"Fairy cultivators above the pill formation stage of the Corpse Yin Sect, follow me to the Fire Alliance!" With an order, the disciples in the various stone chambers of the Corpse Yin Sect opened their eyes one after another, and a little light flashed in their eyes.
Besides, Wang Lin's magic is mysterious, but it is not suitable for him to practice. He pondered a little, sighed and got up and walked out. But what made Wang Lin feel a little surprised was the magic of the gods, since he saw through the stone wall. After that, he stayed in his head forever, and didn't disappear in a blink of an eye as before.
But when Wang Lin took out the jade slip and tried to rub it, he found that he still couldn't do it, as if there was an invisible resistance that prevented the record of Shinto Art.
Wang Lin was silent for a while, gave up the idea of rubbing, and looked at the water mirror doors around him. Behind each door, it was dark and he couldn't see the inside.
He pondered for a moment, his divine consciousness dispersed, but when he touched the water mirror gate, it seemed as if there was a barrier. The divine consciousness was bounced back, and Wang Lin's eyes flickered. First, he glanced at the huge water mirror door, blushing. The old man should be right outside the door.
He leaped and landed in front of a water mirror door on the surrounding wall. He reached out and drew in. A cold feeling came from the palm of his hand. When his arm reached halfway deep, he touched a rock wall.
Wang Lin closed his hand and stared at the mirror door. After a moment of silence, he slapped his storage bag, and the jade slip of the War God Temple refining tool appeared in his hand. He swept away his spiritual knowledge and quickly flipped through the jade slip.
The three steps of refining art in the Temple of War: blending, blending, and blending. All magic weapons are refined in these three processes. Wang Lin read a little, and immediately found an introduction called countercurrent technique.
The so-called counter-current technique was originally intended to allow the practitioners to communicate with each other. It is a means to reversely deduct the right method from each other, start with the steps of integration, and finally restore the magic weapon to its original state.
Long-term practice of counter-current technique can improve the refining experience, and then learn the strengths of others in the reverse push, so as to improve one's refining.
It's just that this kind of counter-current technique can only be used on magic weapons made in the way of blending, blending, and blending.
Wang Lin looked at it carefully, put away the jade slip, his hands were on his chest, his ten fingers joined together, spiritual power condensed from his body on his hands, and when he pulled it apart, a trace of spiritual thread appeared in his hand.
Wang Lin yelled, "Go."
The spiritual thread was immediately cut from it, and a slender thread quickly penetrated into the water mirror door. The other end is connected with Wang Lin's hands. The scene at this time is like Wang Lin's hands multiplying countless filamentous branches. These spiritual threads sway in the water mirror gate. As Wang Lin's spiritual power emerges, the silk threads are coming. The more, the longer and longer, and soon the whole water mirror door is densely covered.
The ligature stage of refining technique. In fact, it is similar to consecrating a magic weapon, so that the spiritual power and formation within it can be perfectly integrated with the embryo to achieve a certain mysterious balance.
The counter-current technique is the opposite. The first thing to destroy is this balance. Once it succeeds, the ligature is broken immediately. Spiritual power kept pouring in, and Wang Lin's expression remained as usual. But not only flashed slightly, staring at the crystal door.
Suddenly, his expression moved. The thin lines that multiplied from the hands immediately trembled, and only a very bright aperture was seen. Appearing in the center of the water mirror door, the aperture made a slight click. Slowly shattered, at the moment of complete shattering. The aperture suddenly swayed around, spread to the four corners of the edge of the door, and disappeared.
The entire water mirror gate immediately became bleak. Wang Lin knew that the balance of the ligature phase had been destroyed. Next, what needed to be done was to merge the fusion embryo and the spirit ball that had passed through the fusion phase. Separation!
Wang Lin's expression was solemn, controlling the thin lines of spiritual power, and slowly withdrew.
With the retraction of the thin lines, the water mirror door swayed waves, and the four corners of the door shone bright light. This circle of light gradually shrank and finally condensed in the center, forming a crystal-like appearance. Ball of light.
On the ball of light, there were countless densely packed thin threads, and the other end of the thin threads was connected to Wang Lin's hands.
"Come!" Wang Lin shouted in a low voice.
The ball of light was immediately pulled by the thin thread, and with a bang, it was pulled out of the stone wall. At the moment it appeared, Wang Lin shook his hands, and the thin spiritual power thread immediately disappeared from his hands.
Wang Lin looked at the ball of light in mid-air, with a smile on his mouth. The second step of the counter-current technique was to destroy the fusion of the word phase. He did it. Now the spiritual power of the war temple refining technique has already been compared with the artifact. Separate.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked back at the exit. He didn't know how many days he had been here, but this water mirror door isolates the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness and spiritual power. Even if there is a big change here, it is absolutely impossible to detect from the outside. .
In addition, the red-faced old man didn't believe that Wang Lin's cultivation base could break the water mirror, so he didn't wait in it all the time.
This gave Wang Lin a chance, but Wang Lin knew that he had to be fast, otherwise if the other party suddenly came in, everything would fall short.
Thinking of this, he patted the storage bag, took out the reaction furnace made of animal bones from the bottom of the Fourteen Valleys, carefully put the light ball in the air into it, and printed a spiritual formula on the reaction furnace. The furnace immediately shook, and quickly spun on the spot. Slowly, it turned faster and faster.
After finishing Ling Jue, Wang Lin walked towards the stone wall of the embryonic stone without saying a word.
This water mirror gate is composed of two parts, one is the stone wall of the embryonic stone, and the other is the spiritual orb transferred from the material. The combination of the two forms the water mirror gate. Now that Wang Lin separated the two, the only thing that stood in front of him was the stone wall of the embryonic embryo.
Wang Lin stretched out his hand and pressed it on it, his divine sense penetrated, and he immediately entered it. After sweeping the stone room, Wang Lin's expression immediately became weird.
In the stone room, there was only one corpse, and the corpse seemed to be supported by an invisible force. A trace of black gas leaked from his bones, burrowing into the ground along his fingers.
Wang Lin probed carefully and retracted his consciousness. He touched his chin and glanced inside the rapidly rotating reactor. With a grab with his right hand, the reactor suddenly stopped rotating, and the spirit ball suddenly flew out, with the color on it. Slightly bleak.
Wang Lin glanced at it. Throw it back into the reaction furnace again, and the furnace body immediately turned again. Wang Lin cast his gaze to the next stone chamber. After opening more than ten water mirror doors in a row in the same way, his expression became more and more weird.
"What the hell is this Temple of War? Is this the place of a tomb?" Wang Lin muttered to himself. In every stone room, there is a corpse, and there are no other objects.
Wang Lin looked around. After being silent for a while, he searched again one by one. Every time he opened one, he would immediately control the spiritual ball to blend in and recover as before. Finally, after all the stone chambers were opened by him, finally in one of them, Wang Lin's spiritual sense just penetrated , And found the anomaly immediately.
The corpse in this stone room is obviously different from the others. This corpse is not sitting cross-legged on the ground, but floating in the air. A trace of black gas slowly diffuses from all directions in the stone room, turning into thin lines. Connected to the corpse.
Wang Lin immediately confided in his heart.
This person is not dead, there are still life breath fluctuations, and judging from the fluctuations, the vigorous degree of his vitality is a bit shocking.
Wang Lin was about to quit without hesitation. But immediately, his gaze was fixed on a black gold silk cloth bag under the corpse. This was obviously a storage bag. Wang Lin narrowed his eyes. After looking at it for a while, he groaned for a moment.
After returning, Wang Lin grabbed the reaction furnace whose rotation speed was slightly reduced. The light ball inside had melted into a crystal clear liquid at this time, and Wang Lin took it with his right hand without thinking.
Suddenly fished out most of the liquid. Rubbing it a few times in both hands, punching in a Ling Jue, and throwing it on the wall of the stone room that was opened first. The stone room immediately recovered as before.
After all this, he took a deep breath. With a slight hesitation, the storage bag looked very different from what he had seen from the outside, but after all, it was the place of the God of War. People asked him to watch the Shinto Art, if he took things away before leaving, it would be really hard to justify.
If the refining materials are stored in the stone room, he doesn't mind taking some of it, but at this time, only one of all the stone rooms is weird.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin suddenly thought, he vaguely guessed whether the corpses in the many stone chambers here were actually used by the person in that special stone chamber to practice exercises.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin's heart moved. The scene just now showed that the black gas on the corpse was exactly the same as the black gas emitted by the corpse in the other stone chambers.
Wang Lin's face was horrified. He was already sure now that he had expected that he would not be separated. This person must be practising some kind of magical powers. He looked at the surrounding stone chambers, which were densely packed with hundreds of them. The corpses in these stone chambers must be prepared for this person's cultivation.
Wang Lin was silent for a while, and he vaguely suspected that this person is probably not a person from the God of War Temple, and even the Temple of War God does not know the existence of this person. Importantly, if he knew about the things here, he definitely wouldn't let himself be here by himself.
Of course, it does not rule out the doubts that the other party has in his heart, but under Wang Lin's analysis, if he is killed, it will not benefit the Temple of War, and there is really no need for such a setback.
The more he analyzed, the more sure he was. This must be the burial place of the ancestors of the God of War Temple. For some reason, it attracted the attention of that person, and then he came to practice.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin took a few steps back, only feeling that there was a gust of wind and wind, as if he had a pair of eyes, staring at him silently for a few days.
But soon, his eyes flashed a few times, and he immediately returned to the unusual stone room, opened his mouth and spouted a breath of spiritual energy, and the crystal light flying sword flashed out immediately in the spiritual energy.
Along the lower right corner of the stone wall, he immediately penetrated, and in a blink of an eye he cut out a fist-sized hole. Wang Lin stared at the corpse tightly, his mind tense, gravity was used in the air, grabbing the storage bag, and quickly pulling it out from the hole.
He couldn't take a closer look, he immediately put it in his arms, and at the same time stepped back and waved his hands repeatedly. The light ball next to him immediately returned to the stone wall. In a blink of an eye, the stone wall returned to normal. Obviously blank.
Without stopping, Wang Lin swiftly drilled out of the exit. After he came out, he saw the red-faced old man meditating in the distance.
The red-faced old man opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "You have been in it for seven days, have you realized it?"
Wang Lin shook his head. With a wry smile, he said, "This magical technique is too weird. It is often forgotten after reading it once, and it is still impossible to comprehend it. Seniors, juniors have asked, what are the water mirror gates in the stone mansion sealed? tell."
The red-faced old man glanced at Wang Lin and said flatly: "The ancestors of the Temple of War will be sent to the stone room after death."
Wang Lin's expression was as usual, but his heart was shocked. He was completely sure now that he guessed that he should be right, so he jumped up, clasped his fists and said, "The juniors don't bother you anymore, let's say goodbye!"
The red-faced old man nodded, got up and walked towards Shi Mansion. The moment he entered the water mirror gate, Wang Lin immediately turned into sword light and rushed out of the mountain.
In a blink of an eye, he left the Huofen League mountain and saw the old man in the green shirt sitting on the clouds from a distance. The moment Wang Lin flew over, his eyes suddenly opened, and he hummed softly: "If you don't come out again, the old man is going to enter. I'm looking for you."
Without a word, Wang Lin flew away quickly. As soon as the green shirt old man moved, he sat down on the clouds and immediately dispersed, exposing the huge gourd in the clouds, and immediately caught up with Wang Lin.
Wang Lin stepped slightly, stepped on the gourd, and disappeared out of the sky with the old man in green shirt.
The gourd is extremely fast, even a few minutes faster than Wang Lin's earth escape technique. From a distance, the border between Huo Fen Nation and Xuanwu Nation is already visible.
The two never said a word along the way, and Wang Lin could feel the presence of the storage bag in his arms. But he didn't check it right away, and he didn't even penetrate the divine consciousness.
After all, the old man in the green shirt is right in front of him. If there is any abnormal behavior that is noticed by the other party, there will definitely be more incidents.
It didn't take long for Gourd to fly away from the border of Xuanwu State and into Huo Burning State. A day later, he had already come to Xiu Mokai overseas, looking from a distance. There was a cloud of mist in the Sea of Demon, and the rolling mist slowly moved. Among them, there were some spirit beasts that lived in the mist, which appeared from time to time, and then immediately disappeared.
After repairing the devil overseas, the old man in green shirt slapped the gourd, and the gourd suddenly shrank and fell into his hands. Wang Lin leaped and fell to the ground. The old man put away the gourd, and said blankly: "Wait here for a few days, there is one more person coming, then the three of me will go in at once."
After speaking, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Wang Lin looked at Xiu Mohai and sat on the shore. Layers of mist rolled up like a tide, and the cold air radiated out. He was silent for a little while, vomiting cross-legged.
After a short time, Wang Lin opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a strange scene suddenly appeared over the sea of Xiu Mo. Eight purple beams of light suddenly appeared from the void, gradually turning into eight purple giant trees, interlacing each other to form a circle. The shape of the magic circle, the huge spiritual power blowing out like a hurricane, even the mist in the Sea of Demon Cultivation below was stirred and dispersed, revealing a huge vortex.
The eight giant woods are carved with simple symbols and patterns one after another, which looks solemn and solemn. Between the eight and the giant wood, there are several fluorescent light rays connected. From above, it can be found that the light rays are intertwined, forming one aperture after another, nesting together. After careful calculation, these apertures are forty-nine. indivual.
"This teleportation formation unique to the corpse Yin sect, these people who are neither ghosts nor ghosts, dare to come here without knowing what the wind is!" The old man in Qingshan opened his eyes, hummed, and said in a low voice.
Wang Lin is very familiar with these three characters. Even with this formation, he is familiar with it. Upon closer inspection, it is clear that the formation is exactly the same as the formation seen in Zhao Guo's Yinzong that day, but it has been expanded by countless numbers. That's it.
At this time, the apertures in the formation quickly lit up, one after the other until the forty-nine apertures were all bright, more than 30 dark shadows appeared in the formation. Although these people looked different, their expressions were the same. , All of them are emitting light from their eyes, and their aura is slightly chaotic, but the lowest cultivation level is the late stage of alchemy, and eventually there are five people, reaching the Nascent Soul Stage.
Except for the five Yuanying-period monks, behind the others, all black wooden coffins floated.
Zhao Chuanliang was one of the five Nascent Soul cultivators. He was in the formation, his gaze swept away, and he paused for a while on the old man in green shirt, and finally put him on Wang Lin.
After hesitating for a moment, he didn't say a word, grabbed it with a big hand, and immediately turned into a black mist, which instantly rolled down from the air and attacked Wang Lin.
Wang Lin sneered and didn't dodge. He was still on the ground cross-legged, Quan Dang ignored. Seeing that the black mist was about to touch Wang Lin, when the cold air was about to blow on his face, the old man in the green shirt waved his gloomy right hand. The black mist immediately dissipated, and the aftermath hit Wang Lin, which was easily resolved by a very ordinary defensive jade talisman that he had turned over from his storage bag.