Half an hour later, Wang Lin left the jungle. His expression was calm, but he sighed secretly. The python was indeed one of the eight schools, but it was not the real one.
"There are so many varieties. If you continue to search one by one, you will also have the opportunity to find the true one, but even if this Yundao Tianshu practice is completed, the reversal of the memory of the third soul is still not violent... In this case, it is difficult to find the eight one by one.
Now I can only wait a few months for the East Linzong Grand Competition. This time the Grand Competition is extremely unforgettable for the Seven Color Immortal Venerables of the year. If the memory of the Grand Competition is reversed more thoroughly, it should be possible at the moment when its memory is chaotic. , Find the real door! "Wang Lin was in the air, thinking.
His figure turned into a cloud, galloping towards the East Linzong.
Time passed quickly, three months later.
To be precise, it was the fifth month that Wang Lin learned this Yundao Heavenly Art by himself.
Donglin Zongshen is one of the thirteen sects of the nine sects in this area. Every half-Jiazi will compare the low-level disciples of the sect. Outstanding ones will be selected and cultivated.
In addition, the qualification to practice for a few days in the East Lin Pool made every big competition extremely intense.
The cultivation of monks, the weak and the strong, are cruel things, so every time the big ratio is required to stop, there will still be deaths and injuries. For this phenomenon, as long as it is not a continuous killing, the sect often ignores it.
East Linzong has a total of 321 series of peaks. Each series will send three or five people to participate in the competition. The winning series of mountains will be rewarded with generous rewards. Therefore, in the competition, the competition is more cruel.
The competition of more than 1,000 people often takes a period of time. At this time, it is also a rare and lively time in the East Linzong, and the Donglin Star is too big, and the disciples in the various mountain peaks rarely know all of each other. People, through every big comparison, are often opportunities to get acquainted with each other.
On this day, Su Dao's master left the customs again, after summoning all the disciples, three people were selected from among them to participate in this competition. Wang Lin and Zhou Li are naturally included, and the other is a woman. This woman is beautiful and smiles before saying a word.
The woman’s name is Qin Mei. In the memory of the third soul of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable, she has a bit of deep affection for this woman. It seems that there is still some meaning of admiration. It is a pity that after this big competition, this woman and Zhou Li became a Taoist couple. Cut off Su Dao's thoughts.
It is difficult for outsiders to imagine that Su Dao at this time will become the decisive and scheming Seven Color Immortal Venerable in the future, but Wang Lin feels the same about this point. He still remembers himself more than two thousand years ago, unlike the present. Two people.
Environment can change everything, experience can change character, this is good fortune, or bad.
"Junior Brother Su, I haven't congratulated you on obtaining the qualification to practice the Yundao Heavenly Art. You can't always see your figure during this period. I just met today." As Wang Lin was meditating, he heard something beautiful like a hundred spirits in his ears. sound.
It was that Qin Mei, who looked at Wang Lin with a sweet smile and said softly, like a fragrant breeze.
Wang Lin smiled slightly, calmly, and did not speak.
But her smile fell in Qin Mei's eyes, but it made her feel surprised. In her memory, Su Dao had always been shy, if he talked to him, he would blush at a loss.
But now the free and easy expression in the other person's smile is very different, and it seems to contain an indescribable feeling. Su Dao was originally an extremely handsome man, and with Wang Lin's smile at the moment, he had a unique charm of his own.
Not far away, Zhou Li looked at this scene with a gloomy expression. He looks the same as he was five months ago, but in fact the bloodshot and exhaustion in his eyes clearly reveal his five months of internal torture.
Qin Mei seemed to still speak, but his master shook his sleeves, a cloud of auspicious clouds enveloped the three of them, whizzed into the air, and went straight to the Sect Master Sect to the east.
The battlefield of the low-level disciple's big competition is on the main square of the east sect. If the landlord sect is not summoned at other times, the battlefield is not allowed to take a half step.
It is also only during this big comparison that the disciples of all departments can enter here, and even many people only have this chance in their lives.
The square is not big, but it can also accommodate thousands of monks. It’s just that if you compete here, the natural range is not enough, but Donglin Zong can become one of the nine sects and thirteen gates, and its depth is unpredictable.
In this square, the sect masters and elders of the East Lining Sect will continue to set up array restrictions. Every time a big competition, a small part of them will be opened, tearing apart the world, and entering the East Lining sect belonging to the East Lining sect. .
There, is the first battlefield of the Big Bi.
At this moment, on the square to the east of the Sect Master's Sect, a series of changhongs roared in the sky, coming here continuously, and in each changhong, the masters of various departments led the disciples.
Because it is a low-level disciple Dabi, and it is very likely that there will be future arrogance in it, so every time the Dabi, Donglin Sect will not invite any outsiders to observe the ceremony, it is entirely within his clan.
But from the suzerain and the supreme elders, down to the generations of deacons, all will appear, to see if there are any proud people among the low-level disciples.
When Wang Lin came to this square, most of the disciples who participated in the Grand Bild had already arrived here. Although the number was large and densely packed, they did not seem to be chaotic at all, in order, and there was not much noise.
In this way, there is naturally an invisible coercion permeating the hearts of all people here, and as the number of people increases, this coercion becomes stronger, pressing on the heart, making people’s heart beat faster, but dare not dare Noisy.
Half an hour later, all the disciples of the 321 series came, standing in the square, one by one nervously silent.
Wang Lin's expression was calm, but the Qin Mei beside him had no smile anymore, her small face was very solemn, as if she was a little nervous, Zhou Li was slightly better, but she could also see that she was extremely nervous.
Wang Lin's calmness fell in Qin Mei's eyes, making her even more surprised, but for some reason, she slowly calmed down.
"I am in the east of the sect, and talents from generation to generation have come out in large numbers, making this sect one of the thirteen sects of nine sects. All this is the blood of the ancestors of your sect. It has been passed down to this generation of disciples.
Today is the day of the Grand Competition of your generation. I hope that you can see the future of my Donglin Sect. I hope that you can feel the unyielding and decisiveness of our cultivators!
The first level of the Big Competition, entering the east side of the crack, the time is three days, within three days, take the top 30 with the most tokens from each other, and pass the level! "A majestic voice whirled around in this square, but under a golden light flashing around, hundreds of figures appeared faintly. These figures are all strong men of the Eastern Lin School. More than a thousand disciples swept across the square.
Among them, dozens of eyes fell on Wang Lin.
Wang Lin saw the same scene in the memory of Seven Color Immortal Venerable. The words were the same, the number of participants was the same, and even the golden light appeared in the sky was the same. The only difference was the gaze that swept away. In Qicai's memory, most of them looked at Zhou Li.
As for Su Dao, even though a few eyes condensed, under that gaze, Su Dao trembled, bowed his head and flinched, behaving very embarrassed.
On the other hand, Zhou Li, although he was trembling, did not flinch.
But now, everything has changed.
Zhou Li also swept his eyes, but no matter how he persisted, it didn't work at all. Those eyes just swept across his body, and most of them focused on Wang Lin.
As for Wang Lin, his expression was as calm as ever, without the slightest change. As if these gazes were gathered, it would not affect him at all. In fact, it is indeed the case.
Zhou Li clenched his fists, and the eyes of his head lowered revealed monstrous jealousy and resentment. During the past five months, he did not understand why things have changed like this, why did the cowardly Su Dao have changed so much. All this was supposed to belong to him, but he was snatched away by Su Daosheng.
"Enter the customs!" At this moment, the majestic voice reappeared, and the entire square was immediately replaced by a colorful light. The light was so bright, and a huge vortex appeared above the square in the twinkling. The vortex was turning like a black hole, revealing inside it. A strange world.
At the moment this vortex appeared, all the low-level disciples participating in the Grand Bild in the square, surrounded by light outside their bodies, rolled their bodies and turned into Changhong and went straight to the vortex.
More than a thousand people, more than a thousand changhongs, all entered the vortex. After a while, all disappeared without a shadow. The square was suddenly empty. Only the masters of the various disciplines stood there, respecting the figure in the golden light of the sky. After holding their fists, they sat down cross-legged and watched the salute.
The vortex above, after everyone entered, slowly stopped spinning, but turned into a mirror like a mirror, clearly revealing everything in the eastern crack, as long as the divine consciousness is integrated, you can see it. Clear everything in it.
In this way, let the great supernatural power monks of the East Linzong find out the future talents in depth!
This is an endless black earth, and the sky is dim, like a dust and fog that has been raised at dusk. Here is the space crack opened by Donglinzong.
Everything is to imitate the layout of a certain area of Xiangang Continent.
When Wang Lin appeared, he was on a plain overgrown with weeds as high as one person, and his location was exactly the same as in the memory of Qicai.
Su Dao, who was in this first pass, was finally robbed of the token and failed. He could only look at Zhou Li and the few people who stood out from the rest of the series. In this first level, the light was brilliant.
And Su Dao was just a tiny piece of dust under the light.
This kind of thing spurred Su Dao to the depths. Here, Su Dao was cruelly abused by Zhou Li. Although he didn’t kill him, the kind of injury made Su Dao unforgettable in his lifetime. It was because of the change in his personality. Focus!
"I'm here, everything will change..." Wang Lin muttered to himself, looking up at the dim sky.