The imperial edict of the Immortal Emperor asked Wang Lin to meet in the imperial city. There was no time for it, so Wang Lin would naturally not go right away.
Three years in a flash.
In the past three years, Wang Lin opened up a cave in the bottom of an endless desert in Nameng Tuzhou.
Three years later, in the cave mansion under the desert, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and there was a dark color in his eyes, which seemed to contain stars.
"Due to the cultivation base, I don't wear the soul armor, and at most I have nine magical powers in one punch." Wang Lin raised his right hand and placed it in front of him. After pinching it, there was a dull roar. From the palm of the hand.
"Nevertheless, this punch of mine is much stronger than three years ago. Now facing that Dao Demon Sect Tianzun ancestor, his first punch, I don’t wear a soul armor, so I don’t want to. Comparable!"
When Wang Lin faced the first punch of the Dao Demon Sect Tianzun ancestor, he took three steps back. Now three years ago, his cultivation level has remained the same, but his combat power has increased a lot.
"Unfortunately, in the past three years, under my observation and research, Jin Zun monk can at most allow me to open up the sixth divine vein, and I still need nine Jin Zun!" Powerful, Wang Lin clearly felt in the battle against the Dao Demon Sect Tianzun ancestor.
It's just that the reason why this technique is so powerful is because the quality of Wang Lin's condensed divine veins is extremely high, but the more so, the more difficult it is to open up new divine veins after a certain level.
The Dao Demon Sect Sect Master Yuanshen could open up the fourth and fifth divine veins, but if you want to open up the sixth divine vein, you need nine golden statues!
"This Speed God Art was developed in this way. It's really... too difficult. The sixth requires nine golden statues, the seventh requires nine todays statues, and the eighth, could it be that nine heavenly leaping statues cannot be achieved... if it is true? So, then, for the ninth, do you need nine great heavenly deities... Maybe the ninth divine vein, one great deity is enough..." Wang Lin smiled bitterly.
"Speed God Jue must continue to practice, this technique is extremely powerful, it is the strongest performance of my combat power!"
"My actual cultivation base is only in the early stage of the air robbery. Due to the limitation of cultivation base, at most one punch will be incorporated into the nine magical powers. Therefore, I must obtain the two sources of gold and wood as soon as possible, and condense the real body, so that the five elements are integrated. The cultivation base has been raised to the mid-air catastrophe. In this way, I can also incorporate more magical powers, but I don’t know how much more I can incorporate after the mid-air catastrophe!"
"Besides, we have to fight more Tianzun and attract the attention of the other great Tianzun... In addition, in these many battles, we must also find out the way to enter the Tianzun Nirvana, whether it is like that demon sect. Respect what the ancestor said."
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he stood up from three years of cross-legging.
"I must go to the place where I will test Nirvana that day to see how many levels I can pass through with my cultivation base!"
Wang Lin shook his body and appeared on the desert of the cave mansion. With a flick of his big sleeve, a huge sea dragon appeared under him. After the sea dragon roared up to the sky, he bowed his head towards Wang Lin with a respectful look in his eyes.
Wang Lin looked calm, and stepped on top of the sea dragon's head. The sea dragon shook his body and turned into a long rainbow and hurried forward, disappearing in no time.
"In Mengtuzhou, there are two sects, one is the Dimen, and the other is Meng Tuzong! Both are one of the thirteen sects of the nine sects of Dongzhou, but within these two sects, there are only the Jinzun monks. Tianzun!" Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the sea dragon's head. As he walked forward, the introduction to Meng Tuzhou appeared in the tortoise shell.
"Although I need the Jinzun monk Yuanshen now, these two sects have no enmity with me, that's all!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and after his spiritual thoughts spread, the sea dragon under him turned and turned towards the sky connecting with Meng Tuzhou. Away from the continent.
The tortoise shell was vaguely pointed out, in the Tianmen of Tianzhou, it is rumored that there is a Tianzun!
"However, the map on the tortoise shell seems to be very large, but in fact it is only part of it. I have to go to the gate of Meng Tuzhou and Meng Tuzong to obtain the jade slips of their two maps."
Wang Lin’s cultivation base back then, when he entered this Meng Tuzhou, whether it was Dimen or Meng Tuzong, it was a huge monster to him. He did not want to provoke him, but had to be careful. Seeing it, there is nothing terrifying, it's just an ordinary school.
"This is the closest to the gate, go to the gate first!" Wang Lin's tortoise-shell map appeared in his mind, he pondered for a moment, changed direction, and the sea dragon under him went straight to the east, disappearing in an instant.
In Mengtuzhou, the landforms are mostly deserts. The continuous desert is like the sea. When a storm rises, a large amount of sand is rolled up and it can become a terrible sandstorm in Mengtuzhou.
This kind of dust storm can be strong or weak. When it is weak, it can make the mortal dust tremble. When it is strong, even the monk has to look forward to change, and immediately avoid it and dare not approach it. Because the powerful sandstorm contained a strange magnetic force, this magnetic force had a very strong effect on the monk, and it could suck in the monk in an instant, and even the soul could not escape.
Fortunately, dust storms containing this kind of magnetic force are rare, and they are extremely powerful.
But in the east of Mengtuzhou, there is such an area, which is enveloped by sandstorms almost all the year round. That duststorm will erupt with the strongest force once every 100 years. At this time, there will be rare figures in the surrounding area of thousands of miles. In normal times, the sky and the earth are dim, filled with endless dust storms, making it difficult for people to enter without special methods.
In this bizarre dust storm area in the east of Mengtuzhou, there is a famous sect called Mengtuzhou. This is called Dimen. There are countless sects in Mengtuzhou, but only Dimen and Mengtuzong are the giants of the entire Mengtuzhou. No one dares to provoke these two huge sects. The Zongmen shocked the entire Meng Tuzhou.
At this moment, in the dust storm area where the gate is located, the dim world is distorted. A huge sea dragon turned out, and Wang Lin sat there on its head. As soon as it appeared, there was a gust of wind tearing and whistling. Although the wind was extremely violent, it fell on Wang Lin but couldn't even blow his hair, as if Wang Lin's figure was an illusory non-existent entity.
As for the sea dragon, he didn't care about the wind blowing, his eyes showed cold light and looked into the depths of the dust storm. Feeling the dust storm here, which contained the original power of wind and earth, Wang Lin calmly let the sea dragon fly forward.
The wind was raging in front of him, but the sand was immediately scattered like surrender as it approached Wang Lin. Fly to the center of this dust storm area without rushing, where there is a layer of khaki light curtain covering tens of thousands of miles, making the dust storm unable to spread inside, where the sect of the earth gate is located.
The entire gate is like a paradise. It was extremely special in that dust storm, and there were a large number of disciples from the earth sect everywhere in the high mountain and flowing water attic, one by one, they were flying between these tens of thousands of miles.
There are less than 10,000 disciples in the earth sect, which is completely different from the other nine sects and eleven sects. As long as you have good talents, you don't want ordinary people. The disciples are in the strict order in this gate, and they are divided into nine ranks. At the same time, the residence and monthly allowance given to each disciple far exceeded that of the rest of the sect, because there were only 10,000 disciples in this sect.
It has spent a great price to cultivate these ten thousand disciples, especially for those with better talents, Dimen has given unimaginable resources. The first-class people in the Dimen are the rarest, with less than a hundred people, and the ninth-class people are more than 20,000 at most.
At this moment, in the area where the fifth-class sects were located, in a beautiful attic, two monks were sitting cross-legged in one of the attic. The two monks were one male and one female, and the male seemed to be only ten years old. He looked extremely handsome, but he had a sense of coldness permeating his body.
The woman next to him did not vomit, but looked at the man next to him softly, her expression full of attachment. But at this moment, the man who was sitting cross-legged immediately trembled violently, his complexion distorted as if he was extremely painful, and he let out a muffled roar.
This sudden change caused the woman's expression to change, and she immediately stepped forward and pressed her hands on the man's chest, constantly pouring her own cultivation strength into it.
After a while, the pain on the man's face slowly diminished, and his eyes opened abruptly. His whole body was already wet with sweat in this short period of time.
"You have tried many times, don't try again. Is that dream really that important?" The woman bit her lower lip while looking at the sweat on the man's forehead and said softly. The man silently looked out of the attic window. After a long time, he calmed down.
"That dream is very important!"
"Is it more important than me?" The woman seemed to bite out blood from her lower lip, and the man's eyes were confused.
This dream has been with me for nearly two hundred years. There is a person in that dream. I can't see her clearly, but I can feel that my existence is for her. She is the wife of my previous life.
"This is just a dream, Qing, this is just a dream." The woman seemed to have tears in her eyes looking at the man she had loved for more than 100 years.
"Is it a dream?" The man named Qing was more confused in his eyes.
"It's just a dream!" The woman hugged the man in tears, as if afraid that he would be lost, she kept saying this word beside him.
"Is it really just a dream?" The man closed his eyes. At this moment in the confusion of this man, outside the light curtain of the gate, Wang Lin's expression flew past the raging dust storm as usual, and he felt the magnetism contained in the dust storm, but this magnetism could be ignored for him and stopped. There.
Under Wang Lin's feet were the huge sea dragons. The dragon supported Wang Lin to stay still in the wind, but a pair of huge dragon eyes stared at the Dimen Zongmen ahead, revealing a cold light.
"Dimen Sect Master ancestor, come see you soon!" Wang Lin's spiritual thoughts spread out in the sky where the dust storm was most raging.
His divine thoughts were like thunder, and at this moment it reverberated across the entire gate, and spread to the minds of every disciple, including the confused man named Qing.