If it were to change from the usual, one month's time would not be as sweeping, but the last month after leaving the cave world was different.
In a blink of an eye, it was ten days.
In the past ten days, Wang Lin found Fan Shanlu, the first consort of Seven Color Immortal Venerable, with the blood of Xiangang. She can leave here and return to her hometown by herself through the opened door of the Dong Mansion.
Fan Shanlu's departure left the huge boat, which was originally refined by Wang Lin to control the ghost face sail of the main forbidden center, and it was freely manipulated and received in the storage space.
During these ten days, Wang Lin also found a Cultivation Star. With extremely strong mana, he found a body that had just died. After transforming it with the original power, he blended into the soul of that little man. With the help of, the soul and body were closely integrated and turned into the soul.
After doing this, Wang Lin walked in the starry sky silently. He looked at everything he was familiar with, and there were more in his heart, but he was reluctant to give up.
There is only a small amount of reluctance at the beginning, but as the footprints of the year walked step by step, it became more and more dense.
With a light sigh, Wang Lin's figure disappeared in the light of the dazzling stars. When he appeared, in front of him was the intersection of the four star regions, where the fairy world was!
Stepping into the immortal realm, as the ripples of the sky spread, Wang Lin's divine thoughts spread, and while covering the immortal realm, he also permeated the divine consciousness about the suffering of those who left, the suffering of reincarnation.
"If you want to leave here, you can come and find me... After half a month, Wang will leave..." Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the mountain where he was in retreat, and silently closed his eyes.
Staying or going is a choice. Wang Lin will not intervene. He just opens a door. As for the world outside the door, whether it is good or bad for the cultivation of the Dong Mansion realm, Wang Lin doesn't know.
Because of this, he made this choice so that everyone who wanted to leave would judge their own gains and losses.
On the second day when Wang Lin sat cross-legged on this mountain, Situ Nan came. He stepped on the breeze, with white clouds on his feet, amidst the ripples of the sky and the earth in front of Wang Lin, holding a hip flask in his hand, approaching step by step, finally Standing beside Wang Lin.
Situ Nan's appearance was as usual, with long hair wagging and casual clothes. After taking a sip of wine, Situ Nan sat on the ground and looked at the white clouds in the sky. Although his expression was calm, he still showed a faint thought. Look like.
"Wang Lin, do you think that after I reincarnated, can I become the prince of the mortal world of Xiangang Continent..." Situ muttered.
The original parting was so bitter, but because of Situ's words, Wang Lin smiled on his face, took the hip flask from Situ Nan's hand, and took a big sip in his mouth.
"If I really happen to be reborn as a prince by chance, don't find me too quickly. You can find me again after I have spent a lifetime of addiction to the prince." Situ Nan laughed and looked at Wang Lin.
"Have you decided." Wang Lin also looked at Situ Nan, who were both teachers and friends in their lives. At this moment, they said goodbye. The scenes of more than two thousand years were replayed in the eye contact of the two.
"It's decided. With Lao Tzu's talent, it is a pity not to go to the Xiangang Continent to do harm. Isn't it the Xiangang Continent? Lao Tzu will definitely live a lot happier there!" Situ Nan laughed, with a very serious expression. Free and easy.
"By then, the two of us will be happy and happy in the Xiangang Continent, isn't it all right!" Situ Nan took the flask from Wang Lin's hand and took a big sip.
Wang Lin looked at Situ Nan calmly, and the two of them looked at each other. After a long time, Situ Nan let out a long sigh.
"You kid, don't forget to come to me, grandma's, reincarnated, I must cast a prince's baby!" Wang Lin nodded in Situ's sigh.
"If I am not dead, I will find you."
Qing Shui was the second person to look for Wang Lin. By his side, there was Red Butterfly. The father and daughter came at the same time, walked out of the void and landed beside Wang Lin.
Qing Shui didn’t speak much. He stood there, glanced at Wang Lin silently, and then was speechless. The red butterfly beside him had slightly red eyes, and his expressions showed resentment and sorrow, like these two fathers and daughters. In the human body, in this choice, there was a scene that Wang Lin didn't know.
"Hanyan, on the Xiangang continent, there must be a way to make you reappear by my side! At that time, our family will be together..." Qingshui's eyes fell on Hongdie, revealing his father's love.
Except for Situ, Qingshui and Hongdie, the fourth person to come here is Thirteen!
The idea of Thirteen is very simple. As long as Wang Lin goes wherever he goes, as a disciple of Wang Lin, he must follow.
Sitting quietly, cross-legged behind Wang Lin, Shisan's character is more calm than before, and the evil spirit on his body has dissipated for the most part in these years.
Time passed slowly like this, and several people came from all directions in this immortal realm, sat cross-legged beside Wang Lin, and they chose to leave.
On the ninth day when Wang Lin returned to the immortal world, Li Qianmei came.
Wearing a white dress, she appeared to be a lot thinner than before. Her expression was sad, but it contained determination and persistence. In front of Wang Lin, Li Qianmei looked at this unforgettable figure with sadness in her eyes. Was hidden.
"Should I go..." Li Qianmei bit her lower lip and said softly.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked at Li Qianmei for a long time.
"Should I go..." Li Qianmei asked softly, but her words trembled faintly.
Wang Lin looked at Li Qianmei. He saw Li Qianmei's helplessness and the complexity of her heart, as complicated as his own. The words of the year seemed to echo in my ears again.
"Should I go..." Li Qianmei was pale and squeezed out a smile. Yu held her hair, turned around, and wanted to leave.
"Go to Xiangang Continent... Wait for the day I find you, wait for the day I unlock your dusty memory... Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, will you...Will you wait?" Wang Lin lifted his right hand and grabbed it. Li Qianmei's hand, the voice whirled in the wind.
Li Qianmei stopped on the spot, she turned around, looked at Wang Lin, did not speak, just nodded gently.
"I will also find you." Wang Lin looked at Li Qianmei, and gently tugged with his right hand, pulling Li Qianmei to his side and sitting with him.
At the moment when Wang Lin held her hand, Li Qianmei's eyes shed two lines of tears, and the traces of the tears fell from her face, dripping onto her clothes, making a piece of it wet.
"Father doesn't want to leave... He wants to stay here with my mother... I don't know if I should go... Is it to stay with my father here, or wait for you in Xiangang Mainland..." Li Qianmei lowered her head, she seemed to exist in her heart. Two voices were heard, but at the moment, when Wang Lin stopped his hand, only one remained.
"You... Do you really want me to go to Xiangang Continent..." Li Qianmei bit her lip and looked up at Wang Lin. Her eyes were very confused.
Wang Lin was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Then... You have to find me soon... I will always wait for you." The confusion in Li Qianmei's eyes disappeared, and she was determined instead.
Time slowly passed, and only three days were left before Wang Lin's fifteen days in this immortal world! In the previous few days, people familiar to Wang Lin came and chose to leave, but compared with those who chose to stay, there were too few people who left.
After all, not everyone can face reincarnation and reincarnation, facing the unknown outside world, all these kinds of fusion together become a crisis in their eyes.
Hong Xianzi chose to reincarnate, while Nan Yunzi chose to stay after struggling thinking.
There was also a person that Wang Lin knew well, such as Zhan Konglie, Yan Leizi, and so on. They all chose to stay in the cave realm and didn't want to go out.
At dusk when there are only two days left in this half month, the sky and the earth are dim, and you can't see the details too far away. You can only see the mountains around. At that dusk, there is a different kind of beauty, like a piece of gold. Yellow picture scroll.
In this picture-like world, three figures came from a distance. The man in the middle was a middle-aged man with extraordinary appearance and vicissitudes of life. He was Qinglin!
Beside him, his daughter Qingshuang looked indifferent, looking ahead, seemingly not caring about Zhou Yi who followed behind him. Zhou Yi seemed to be accustomed to Qing Shuang's expression, he did not regret the slightest, looking into Qing Shuang's eyes, there was always the yearning and remembrance that carried the years and years.
Looking at the same face, but different people, this feeling caused a pain in Zhou Yi's heart that seemed to tear his body apart, he would either give up, or he would definitely accept it.
"Wang Lin, my daughter and I are going to leave here and be reincarnated!" Qing Lin stood beside Wang Lin as he said, turned his head and glanced at Zhou Yi, and sighed inwardly.
For the remaining three days, after all of them, Zhou Ru, Shen Gonghu and others also made a decision one after another and came to Wang Lin. This time there were not many people who were going to leave, only less than 20 people.
On the last day, there was a little drizzle in the world of the immortal world. In that rain, a white wooden icy eyebrow, like the catkins flying in the rain, floated forward. The moment Wang Lin looked up and opened his eyes, he saw Yes, that is, in the rain, a beautiful woman holding an umbrella.
Long black hair, rendered like a picture, and even more beautiful and ethereal like a fairy, like her arrival, making the world quiet, only the sound of rain, with a strange power, It makes people forget everything, and makes the beautiful figure seem to be covered by a hazy rain and fog.
This is the beauty of Mu Bingmei, or in other words, Liumei! Because at this moment, Mu Bingmei, her dress, her clothes, and her expression, Wang Lin could not forget.