Xuan Luo stood there calmly, but his heart was struggling. He understood that this was the dissatisfaction of Ancient Dao Datianzun towards him, so he wanted to wait outside.
He even understood that the source of this dissatisfaction was that his disciple Wang Lin had the cultivation base and origin of the immortal clan in his body!
The ancient Dao Tianzun is a person who upholds the tradition. He cares about the blood and descendants of the ancient ancestors, the ancient emperors of the past dynasties, and the soul blood of the immortal ancestors!
But he obviously couldn't allow it. There was still the aura of the fairy clan in the body of a person with such soul blood.
Wang Lin's body trembled, and within three days, after the sound of the bell was introduced into his mind, it turned into a thunderous roar, which was to be wiped out while suppressing his cultivation base and origin.
"Whether the power of the ancient clan or the cultivation base of the immortal clan is the result of hard work in my life, Wang Lin, this is the power of my cultivation level. Once I lose it, if I only have the power of the ancient clan, It will never be allowed!" Wang Lin's eyes were red, and he was extremely determined, struggling amidst the sound of the bell!
The power of the immortal clan in its body is constantly impacting, and it is going to blast the ringing sound of the incoming heart.
In the violent tremor of Wang Lin's body, Xuan Luo's eyes flashed, he turned abruptly, and when he raised his right hand, he was about to help Wang Lin resist the ringing sound. After all, Wang Lin was his disciple!
But the moment Xuan Luo turned around, the tower's door opened again, and the boy stepped out.
"Xuan Luo Datianzun, the ancient master summoned."
Xuan Luo paused and remained silent for a long time, still keeping his right hand at the center of Wang Lin's eyebrows, and then turned and walked into the tall tower. The young man took a deep look at Wang Lin and stepped back into the tower. The door was closed.
The power of Xuan Luo's finger made Wang Lin's heart roar suddenly and violently, and a warm breath poured into his body. He did not suppress his cultivation, but opposed the power contained in the sound of the bell.
As a result, Wang Lin's cultivation base and origin seemed to have eased, and quickly condensed, and suddenly began to operate. As the power of Xuan Luo’s finger and the sound of the bell canceled each other, I don’t know how long it has passed. After gradually dissipating, Wang Lin’s body's cultivation base and origin quickly turned, and the moment it circulated throughout the whole body, the iron chains around this high tower The bell lock shook again in the absence of wind, the sound clanging constantly, like waves flooding into Wang Lin's mind.
There was another round of confrontation with Wang Lin's cultivation base and origin.
Wang Lin spouted a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and he stepped back a few steps, from the top of the mountain to the steps.
"Disperse the cultivation base of the immortal clan, erase the power of the source, forget the memory of the past, awaken the inheritance of the blood line... From then on, I will give you the guardian of the ancient line and achieve the power of the great heaven!" A cold and vicissitudes of words, From the sound of the bell in Wang Lin's mind, he rose slowly.
Wang Lin looked up fiercely.
His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the cultivation base in his body slammed into motion. With the strength of his ancient clan, Seta reached the peak of his current combat power.
"I don't have the cultivation base of the immortal clan in my body. Some are my own strength, Wang Lin for more than three thousand years! Why are you letting me go!" Wang Lin roared, the sound of the bell inside his body roared And when it collided with Wang Lin’s body cultivation base, Wang Lin’s mouth spurted blood again, his body receded continuously, as if a pushing force came, pushing Wang Lin back hundreds of steps in a row, making him , Standing on the mountainside of this Gudao Mountain.
"My origin is the precipitation of my life, which carries the fate and struggle of my life. Why do you let me go!" Wang Lin raised his head, his eyes more bloodshot, and he sent out towards the tower on the top of the mountain. There was a roar of life.
In this roar, Wang Lin spouted a third mouthful of blood, his body shook, and the bell roared in his body. He stepped back again. This time, he retreated to the foot of the mountain. Behind him, there were only nineteen steps. !
"My memory is heavier than the cultivation base, heavier than the origin, heavier than my blood line inheritance, heavier than the power of the great heaven you bestowed!! I live for memory all my life, why do you let me His forgotten!!" Wang Lin let out his strongest roar, the power of the bells in his body rolled around, as if exploded in his body.
Wang Lin spouted a fourth mouthful of blood. He stepped back and withdrew for eighteen steps in a row. On the last step, Wang Lin's right foot slammed on him, and the sound of a bang came from his body. Stopped there.
As he raised his head, his eyes were red and his expression looked terrifying, but the strength of the bell in his body was completely suppressed by him at this moment. Without the strength of the bell, Wang Lin's cultivation broke out suddenly, even more so. In this outbreak, his hair suddenly appeared half black and half white, and behind him, the outline of a round of great heavenly sun suddenly transformed!
The sun of the Great Heavenly Sovereign is also half black and half white, emitting a weird light behind Wang Lin, making Wang Lin now show his strongest power, comparable to the power of the Great Heavenly Sovereign!
The sky above Gudao Mountain, at the moment when Wang Lin, the sun of the great heavenly sovereign, transformed, the appearance of the sky changed!
"Gudao Mountain nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps, if you can cross three hundred, forgive you for your disrespect!" The voice of indifferent vicissitudes came from the high tower on the top of the mountain, echoing the world.
In the high tower, on the top floor, sitting cross-legged, a figure covered by mist, in front of him is Xuan Luo.
"Gudao senior..." Xuan Luo looked anxious.
"You disciple, I don't agree!" An indifferent voice came from the figure covered by the fog.
"But since he was brought by you, if you can walk up to three hundred steps, I can ask you to take him away. However, I will not let the blood awaken from the drop of soul blood in his body.
As for the person who guards the Daogu line... If you choose him, it is him. However, from now on, he cannot leave the ancient clan, otherwise, I will take action. "The figure in the mist said coldly, without any emotion.
Xuan Luo looked bitter. He brought Wang Lin here with good intentions, but he didn't expect the Old Dao Great Tianzun to have such words. In silence, his eyes showed decisiveness, and he bowed his fist to the figure in the mist.
"Can't pass 300 steps, he needs to stay." The figure in the mist slowly said.
Xuan Luo was silent.
On the steps of Gudao Mountain, Wang Lin was standing there, looking at the top of the mountain, he knew that the Master was there, perhaps looking at him.
"Wang Lin, use your strongest cultivation base to reach the 300th level! Let the ancient Dao Tianzun see if my disciple of Xuan Luo has this ability!" Xuan Luo's voice was heard from the top of the mountain, and it contained something. Anger.
This is Xuan Luo's anger. His words were spoken from the top of the tower, and he didn't care about the old Dao Da Tianzun's figure in the mist.
"I brought him out of the cave world, I brought it here, I must take it away, unless I die!" After Xuan Luo said, he turned to look at the figure in the mist, and he spoke word by word. The waist was already standing up straight, and he never went to worship again.
The figure in the mist had no opening, and there was silence in the top of the tower.
For Wang Lin, Xuan Luo had a special emotion. He watched Wang Lin struggle in the world of the cave, watched his determination and determination, and even saw Wang Lin's true love for the woman named Wan'er.
Xuan Luo couldn't forget. In the world of the cave, he saw Wang Lin's tears and the longing for his wife.
This made him think of himself, of his own past, and even the scenes of Wang Lin in the Immortal Clan, made Xuan Luo seem to see his own shadow, and he seemed to overlap with Wang Lin during his long years.
Wang Lin stood on the first step under Gudao Mountain, his master's words echoed in his ears, and his eyes suddenly showed decisiveness. He didn't like this Gudao Mountain, and he didn't have that ancient Dao Tianzun anymore. Respectfully!
"The matter in this world is that the strong man controls the fate of the weak... The ancient Taoist cultivation is so high, the first person in the entire immortal gang, so he can impose on me... But one day, if I Wang Lin's strong, replace the ancient Tao , Then I am the sky!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the outline of the Great Heavenly Sovereign's Sun behind him radiated a ray of light. The rays of light merged into Wang Lin's body, making Wang Lin's figure taller.
He suddenly lifted his footsteps, stepped toward that step!
The fall of this half was Wang Lin's first resistance in this ancient race! It was his first voice against the ancients in this ancient tribe, and the first crack that he did not exist in the ancient tribe!
He, who had planned to stay with the ancient patriarch, was grateful for the favor of the master, endured the words of the ancient emperor and bowed down, and endured the helplessness of not adapting to the emperor's power here.
But now, even if he will continue to bear it, there is this indelible crack between himself and the ancient clan. Perhaps if nothing else happens after that, this crack is in his master Xuan Luo’s love for the teacher. , Will slowly heal...
but…
This opportunity, at this moment, occurred in a royal event in Dao Ancient Imperial City, and it disappeared completely! !
Dao Gu Imperial City, inside the palace, Dao Gu Huang Zun was sitting in its side hall, his eyes closed, looking forward, in front of him, three purple-clothed old men were kneeling there with excitement.
"Your Majesty, I have been waiting to melt the remnant soul with countless women for hundreds of years, but none of them have succeeded. Those selected women cannot integrate with this soul, and there will be great rejection, and they will not be able to get up at all. The role of nourishing this soul. But now, there is a woman who successfully melts the soul!!" The old man who spoke, his voice revealed excitement. They have been secretly going on this matter for hundreds of years. The success at this moment, waiting for him, must be Great reward!
"Successful people, where do they come from, and what their name is." The ancient emperor looked calm, but his heart was faintly expected. He could not forget the words of the national teacher. This remnant soul can make him Become the true ancient emperor who unified the ancient clan in the eternal years! !
"From the origin of Shigu, his name is Song Zhi!!" Among the three elders kneeling there, the other one said quickly.
"Let Song Zhi enter the palace, I want to see this woman in person. You wait for the decree to be announced to the world, and in three months, I will have a post-apocalyptic ceremony! Marry Song Zhi as his wife, and establish her as my Dao Gu family. Queen!" The ancient emperor burst out laughing, his eyes gleaming.