In the core of the cave mansion realm, inside the huge black gas-filled cauldron, there are various formations arranged.
The five flowers bloom in full bloom, only the third flower withered, but the eight gates are hidden in the fifth flower, and merged with them, these eight gates can be one plant, one tree, one person, one beast, heaven and earth all beings, and all things. , All can be a door.
In this way, it is too difficult to find the only true one of the eight in this fifth flower!
Wang Lin didn't have a clue, but he still had to step into the fifth flower, into the core of the cave mansion, the last level.
The opening of the fifth flower requires the third soul of the Seven Color Immortal Venerable as a guide. This third soul is the memory of the life of the Seven Color Immortal Venerable. In the absorption of this fifth flower, after a strange change, the opened world is colorful. Memory of the world.
The sky is not blue, but dark clouds. It is faintly visible that the nine suns rise above the end of the sky behind the dark clouds, exuding bursts of hot light, but the land is too wide and endless. Even the nine suns seem to be shining. There is no place.
The wind, with a touch of moistness, swept across the ground, lifting up dust, and filled the endless mountain range on the ground, sobbing in that mountain, blowing a large leaf of leaves rustling.
Surrounded by the mountains, built on the mountain, there are carved fences and jade, one after another, one after another, from a distance, there are no fewer than thousands of them, overlapping with the mountains, making people indistinguishable. Column, or Diange Baking Mountain!
Every attic hall, every carved column and jade masonry, are all different. Among all the differences, they are connected to each other by the mountains, looking from a distance, like a heavenly palace in the mountains!
A thin cloud layer, like white mist and fairy air, permeated the mountain, hiding the heavenly palace vaguely, and even more mysteriously. Sometimes hundreds of celestial cranes neighed and shuttled through the cloud and mist in the mountain. It's like playing.
A few people were still sitting on the crane, but they couldn't see their appearance and were hidden by the clouds.
In this mountain range, after the cloud, at the end of the carved attic, outside the hall, in a mountain peak, the river is rushing, but a winding river flows down from the mountain top, how many years During the flow, a river that was more than ten feet wide was slowly washed out, and it flowed down the mountain to connect with a pond below the mountain, and I don't know how many branches were scattered and where it went.
Wang Lin, sitting on a bluestone beside the river, looking at the river, frowning. On the distant mountain peak, there was a bell whirling, but he didn't care.
He has been in the world of the Fifth Flower for more than two months, but he found no trace of searching for the true door.
The river was clear, and more reflections echoed out, that figure belonged to Wang Lin. He was wearing a cyan Dao robe, with bursts of cyan light faintly radiating from it, apparently possessing a certain degree of protection, and he was also tied to the Dao belt in the middle of his waist with a jade pendant hung by a red rope.
This jade pendant is crystal clear, not a mortal thing, twinkling, very beautiful.
However, the appearance of Wang Lin reflected in the river water is completely different from him, like that, with red lips and white teeth, sword eyebrows and stars, especially his eyes are as deep as they seem to contain infinite magic power. If you are of the same sex, you will be convinced, if you are of the opposite sex, you must admire it.
This look, he looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was the most handsome person of the same sex that Wang Lin had seen in his life. But if you add some years of vicissitudes and life's helplessness to this face, it will be very similar to the colorful statue Wang Lin got from Greed Wolf!
Looking at the reflection of the river, Wang Lin still looked strange despite spending two months.
"Entering the fifth flower, the memory of Seven Color Immortal Venerable, I became him..." Wang Lin retracted his gaze, sat there, looked up to the sky, in his ears, the bell in the mountain hall behind him, once again Sounded.
"Xiangang Continent... This is the Xiangang Continent. I didn't expect me to step on the Xiangang Continent for the first time in the colorful memory world in the fifth flower of this cave mansion." Wang Lin raised his head and looked at the nine in the sky. The sun showed a wry smile on his face.
This world belongs to the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable. It is transformed by his memory. It can be said to be an illusion, but everything in it happened and existed in the past.
"The sects of the Xiangang Continent are really not comparable to the cave world..." Wang Lin touched the Taoist robe on his body. The protective power of this thing can resist the full blow of the aspiring cultivator.
"It's just, how can I find the true door... This point, perhaps only the third soul of Seven Color Immortal Venerable knows by myself... Now my appearance is also affected by the third soul, but I can feel it, not with The depth of the third soul's complete fusion...
I can't merge either. "Wang Lin stretched out his hand to fish up some river water and sprinkled it at will, but at this moment, he suddenly frowned again.
"Su Dao! You are so courageous, the bell has rang twice, and you are not going to welcome Master to leave the pass!" A sharp voice sounded behind Wang Lin, but he was seen behind him, walking down the mountain road A young man in his twenties who also wore a green robe, staring at Wang Lin, his eyes were cold.
"I'm on the order of the big brother, come to catch you back, and be punished by the door!" The young man sneered, approached Wang Lin, raised his right hand and grabbed Wang Lin's hair, obviously trying to lift Wang Lin. Hair, go to the summit hall.
As the person's palm was approaching, Wang Lin turned around and took a cold look at the young man. In this eye, the young man's mind suddenly roared, as if Wang Lin's gaze penetrated his eyes like two sharp swords. Just pierced into his soul.
The young man's complexion suddenly changed, and he was dumbfounded, standing there as if his whole body was frozen. All this was just an instant. As Wang Lin moved his eyes away, the young man seemed to regain his breathing. He withdrew several steps in a row and almost fell. Looking at Wang Lin's gaze, he showed a look of fear and amazement.
"you you… "
In the world of the Fifth Flower, Wang Lin turned into the appearance of the Seven Color Immortal Venerable in his early years, and he also gained the memory of his early years. He knew that the Seven Color Immortal Venerable back then had many weaknesses in character, and he was not like the heroine afterwards.
The Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable at this age should have been protected because of his excellent talents in the denomination, but his master was closed all year round. As a result, his talent was jealous and his life in the denomination was unsatisfactory.
Such as this young man in front of him is one of the frequent humiliations. It's just that his fellow sects will not put rejection on the bright side, but secretly take action, most of them are handled by the rules like this young man.
The Seven Color Immortal Venerable in the early years was cultivated by his ancestor more than ten years later, and then it gradually emerged in the sect.
But Wang Lin is not Su Dao, so naturally he will not let history pass as usual. As the young man was horrified and then retreated, Wang Lin took a step forward and stood directly beside the young man. The young man's face suddenly became pale, and his eyes became more fearful. Until now, he couldn't imagine why the scene just now would be like that.
During this period of time, he was out and just came back yesterday, but he didn't expect that Su Dao would be the same as the two, and it was completely different from letting him insult him before.
"You..." The young man was about to speak, but his voice did abruptly stop. Wang Lin grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted his whole person. When his breathing was blocked, the man's face immediately turned red, and even his hands grasped him. Holding Wang Lin's arm, he struggled away.
But no matter how he struggled, Wang Lin's hands were like iron clips, and he didn't slow down at all.
"Don't provoke me, no next time, understand." Wang Lin grabbed the young man's neck, slowly pulled him close to him, looked at him, and spoke word by word.
The young man's pupils were already a little dizzy, he was almost frightened, unable to nod while trembling, but his appearance clearly showed that he would never dare to provoke Wang Lin again.
Slowly letting go of his hand, Wang Lin smiled on his face, patted the young man's head, and slowly said: "Follow me up the mountain." As he said, he turned and walked towards the summit hall.
The young man touched his neck, panted, and recovered for a while, looking at Wang Lin's gaze, full of fear and awe, just a moment ago, he felt death, and even before him, he felt that Su Dao in front of him thought. Hui would really kill himself, shaking, he hurriedly followed behind Wang Lin.
The mountain road was winding, and the steps were as high as the sky. Wang Lin walked on it, and the wind blew his long hair away and blew his clothes. In that wind, there was a fragrance of earth, which permeated the heart and smelled very much. Is comfortable.
"With this kind of celestial energy nourishment, all the creatures in this Xiangang Continent will be physically strong and suitable for cultivating immortals. Even the spirits of plants and trees will appear, and there will be more fierce and beast-like people..." Wang Lin even knows that even the immortal in the wind Both qi and fragrance are fake, but this kind of fake shows that Xiangang Continent is indeed like this.
It's completely different from the cave world.
As we moved forward, there were dark clouds in the sky. At this moment, the dark clouds were thicker. When several of them touched each other, there was a loud bang, and there was a thunder of lightning. When I looked up, it looked like lightning. A silver snake twisted and flashed by.
"It's going to rain..." Wang Lin murmured, walking up the steps to the top of the mountain, and saw the magnificent hall above it. The hall was about hundreds of feet in size and stood there, looking like a giant beast inhabited. .
Outside the main hall, there is a square about a thousand feet away. In the middle of the square, there is a huge incense burner. On it, there are nine arm-thick incense sticks burning its green smoke.
At this moment, nearly a hundred monks were standing on the square, in twos and threes, talking to each other in low voices.
The moment Wang Lin stepped into this square, the sky thundered and thunderous, and the big raindrops poured down from the sky, forming a rain curtain. In that rain curtain, even the figure became blurred.
The rain fell on the blue stones in the square, making a crackling sound, intertwined with the sound of the rain, and the sound became louder. Almost instantly, the ground of the entire square slowed down the flow of rain that was hit by countless ripples.