Wang Lin's eyes condensed, elder Li, a disciple of Luohemen of Huo Burning country... Now in his heart, a name that had existed in his mind a long time ago suddenly flashed out.
"Impossible..." Wang Lin said inwardly, how can there be such a coincidence in this world, the weak woman of the past has now transformed into the elder of the Yuntianzong
Wang Lin laughed dumbly, and secretly said that he was thinking too much.
"This elder Li can be described as an outstanding generation. In the early years when he was in Huo Burning Nation, he had already emerged. Later, the Huo Fen Nation was counterattacked by the Xuanwu Nation, and the Luohemen sect was defeated. Some disciples ran away and fled. If not, presumably Elder Li would not Came to Yuntianzong." Cheng Xian said with emotion.
Wang Lin nodded, did not speak, but continued to walk forward.
Cheng Xian blinked, followed quickly, and said with a smile: "Brother, when shall we go to Xiyuan?"
Wang Lin looked at the sky and said, "After I visit Master, I will visit Xiyuan with you, but I have already said that I don’t know the little girl, and I don’t even know the name. , If you can’t enter Xiyuan, you can only give up.”
Cheng Xian was startled, but when his eyes rolled, he immediately smiled and said, "It's okay, I know what the name is, that little Nizi, when you say you are looking for her, brother, I believe my own eyes, that little Nizi will definitely come out. See you."
Wang Lin didn't speak, and walked towards Nanyuan.
Along the way, Cheng Xian's mouths were almost never merged. It can be seen that he is a good talker, and some gossip, rumors, and so on about Yun Tianzong have been uttered from his mouth one after another.
This person also speaks vividly. When Wang Lin listened, he didn't feel bored, just like that. The two came to Nanyuan quickly all the way.
"It's not a long time since Elder Li came to this sect. It's probably more than a hundred years. But her alchemy technique is very good. I heard some seniors talk about it. Back then, Elder Li was alone with Yun Tianzong's two fifth-rank alchemy masters competed. In the end, there was no wind. I refined one of the Yuntianzong's three treasures of the fifth-rank magic pill." Speaking of this pill. Cheng Xian's face was quite envious.
"Magic pill repair?" Wang Lin was startled. The name of this pill is too weird. Could it be that after subduing this princess, you can cultivate demons
Seeing Wang Lin's expression, Cheng Xian smiled triumphantly and said: "Hehe. The name of this pill is indeed weird. After the pill was practiced, the ancestor of the head asked Elder Li to name it. Elder Li muttered for a moment and got up. Such a name.
Although this Dan is called Xiu Mo. But the actual effect is that it has nothing to do with cultivating demons. "
"What is the effect of this pill?" Wang Lin was a little strange. The name of this pill is Xiu Mo, elder Li, disciple of Luohemen of Huo Burning Country... There seems to be some connection in it.
"The effect of this pill is great, but I don't know what it does." Cheng Xian shrugged and laughed at himself: "How can I know the effect of this pill from my seniority? But one of the three treasures of my Yuntianzong."
Wang Lin didn’t care either. After nodding, the two of them already came outside Nanyuan. What he saw before his eyes was a long arched bridge with flowing water under the bridge. People have a refreshing feeling.
In that running water, there are several seven-color carps swimming leisurely with their tails.
"In fact, there is a rumor related to the magic pill, brother, do you want to listen?" Cheng Xian stopped in front of the bridge and smiled.
"Listen with good ears." Wang Lin's gaze, looking inward along the arch bridge, saw the white mist lingering inside, his vision was blocked, and he couldn't see too far, and he could only see vaguely. The interior was carved with jade and the environment was elegant and quite. Kind of the beauty of Taoyuan.
"It is rumored that Elder Li lived in Xiu Mohai for a period of time in the early years. This Xiu Mo Pill was actually practiced for a certain story about her in Xiu Mo Hai. Of course, this is just a rumor, in fact it is about Elder Li. There are a lot of rumors in Yun Tianzong. I will talk to you when I have the opportunity." Cheng Xian said quite proudly.
After listening, Wang Lin looked as usual and his eyes were calm. He threw a fist at Cheng Xian and walked towards the arch bridge.
"Brother Wang Lin, you and I hit it off right away, I'm here waiting for you, don't forget in a while, we still have important things to do." Cheng Xian hurriedly shouted.
Wang Lin ignored it and walked over the arch bridge.
After entering Nanyuan, the fog here is thicker, and you can't see beyond three feet. If the deity of Wang Lin is here, you will definitely not see it. You can find the correct path just by sweeping the spiritual sense.
But now Wang Lin clone only has the cultivation base of the eighth level of the condensing phase, and can only walk forward slowly.
The more you go to the depths, the thicker the fog, and gradually, the sight has shrunk from three feet to ten feet.
At this time, a vague voice came out slowly from the mist.
"Nanyuan forbidden land, if the disciples of Waiyuan don't have a token, they are forbidden to enter!"
Wang Lin stopped, looked as usual, and said loudly, "Disciple Wang Lin, come here to meet Master Li."
After the voice was silent for a while, the fog in front of Wang Lin suddenly seemed to be lifted by the wave of an invisible big hand, rushing towards the clouds on both sides, revealing a path through which people can pass. This path is twisted and extends to Nanyuan. deep.
"Follow this path to Elder Li's residence, go!" The voice appeared again. This time, Wang Lin felt a little bit of envy.
Without saying anything, Wang Lin walked along the path. There was a seemingly nonexistent sound of music and music, slowly coming from a distance, following the music, not long time, he had already come to the end of the path, a loft made of white jade, unfolding in front of his eyes.
Along the windows in the attic, you can see a figure of a woman sitting inside. This person is sitting upright, with a guzheng in front of her. There is a thin screen on it, so you can't see the details.
The moment Wang Lin approached, a burst of music that resembled a natural sound came out from the attic, like a small bridge, blending into the body and mind.
Wang Lin did not speak, but listened quietly. After a long time, the music faded, and an elegant voice came from the attic: "Are you Wang Lin?"
This voice fell in Wang Lin's ears, and his body was shocked, with an incredible color in his eyes, but soon his eyes became calm and there was a little silence. Wang Lin slowly said, "Exactly!"
As soon as his words fell, he heard only a "pop", the man in the attic suddenly broke a string in the guzheng in his hand, and then, the windows of the attic suddenly opened, revealing a puzzling appearance.
The hibiscus is like a face willow and eyebrows, as light as autumn water and jade with light breeze, hands like catkins, skin like fat, teeth like rhinoceros, and moths and moths. If it is a metaphor, it can only be said that this woman takes flowers as her appearance, birds as her voice, moon as god, jade as bone, ice and snow as skin, autumn water as her posture, and music as her heart.
The woman's gaze was fixed on Wang Lin in an instant. After looking carefully for a long time, there was a trace of melancholy between her eyebrows, and she gently dropped the window to block the bewitching face again.
Wang Lin's eyes were always calm as water. As early as the moment when the other party spoke, he recognized the other party's identity. He did not expect that after many years, this woman would become the elder of Tianzong Sect.
Although Wang Lin said that the clone cultivation was not enough, but her eyesight was sharp. This woman's cultivation had already reached the early stage of alchemy. If it is placed in other sects, then the cultivation of master and disciple is quite an incredible thing, but in the inner courtyard of Yuntianzong, it is not.
The standard for the inner court to measure everything is not cultivation, but alchemy.
Therefore, in the inner courtyard of Yuntianzong, there are often cases where the cultivation of a master is not as good as an apprentice, but the standard of Yuntianzong's evaluation is different from that of the outside world.
Of course, there are some pills that can only be refined after the cultivation base reaches a certain level, so although the cultivation base is not important, sometimes in order to refine the pill, it has to be forcibly improved.
In this world, how many people can be like Li Muwan, relying on the cultivation of the early stage of the formation of alchemy, can refine the fifth-grade pill that only alchemists above the Yuan Ying stage can refine.
Wang Lin sighed secretly in his heart, the so-called things are human and not, in fact, this is the case. Two hundred years is not long, but short, it is definitely not short.
The face of the other party was many times better than it was in the past. What happened two hundred years ago seems to have happened yesterday, but in the middle it is blocking thousands of mountains and rivers, making it impossible for people to walk through it easily.
Wang Lin didn't plan to come forward to recognize each other. His appearance was not the same as Ma Liang back then, so Li Muwan couldn't recognize it at this point.
"What's the matter?" Li Muwan in the attic, even in her voice, revealed a sense of melancholy.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, smiled bitterly in his heart, sighed secretly, and said: "Brother... Disciple..." Facing the old deceased, Wang Lin really couldn't say the word disciple.
Li Muwan, who was in the attic opposite, trembled after hearing Wang Lin's voice again. With a wave of her right hand, a layer of purple gauze immediately appeared on her face. Then she opened the door of the attic, and when she walked out, she stared at Wang Lin blankly.
"The disciple Pill furnace is broken." Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he said slowly.
Li Muwan looked at Wang Lin, and after looking carefully for a long time, she withdrew her gaze, with a complex color in her eyes, and said, "Are you from Chu Kingdom?"
Wang Lin was silent for a while and nodded.
Li Muwan sighed lightly, her expression returned to normal, and said, "The pill furnace is broken. It must be because your spiritual power in your body has risen too fast, which has caused the ground fire to be unstable. This phenomenon is very common. Solved." After speaking, she pondered for a moment, opened the storage bag, and took out a pill furnace.
"Since you are a disciple of Zhou Lin, I will give you this alchemy furnace. You can use this furnace to make alchemy within a hundred times without breaking. If you still cannot control the ground fire after a hundred times, it means you have nothing to do. Alchemy talent, give up as soon as possible and go to the outer sect to practice."
After Li Muwan finished speaking, she sent the pill furnace in her hand forward and floated in front of Wang Lin.
Wang Lin immediately put it into his storage bag after taking it. Although his expression was normal, his heart was complicated. Every time he stayed here, he felt as uncomfortable as suffering from fire and water. At this time, he clasped his fists and turned around to leave.
"Ma Liang..." Li Muwan suddenly called softly.
Wang Lin showed a dazed look on his face, looked back, and finally looked at Li Muwan suspiciously.
Li Muwan sighed secretly and said, "Go, and if you have any questions, come and ask me." After that, she turned and walked towards the attic. After a while, the sound of Guzheng came out of the room again.
This time, there was more melancholy in the music, and more of a decline.
There was a complex color in Wang Lin's eyes, he raised his head and took a deep look at the figure in the attic window, sighed inwardly, and turned and left.
In the attic, Li Muwan put down her fingers, and after a moment of silence, her eyes condensed suddenly, and she stood up and opened the window, looking into the distance. After a long time, she frowned slightly and said to herself: "No! There is no one with such a similar voice in the world. Even if it is true, it is impossible for the expression to be exactly the same, especially since Wang Lin's expression just now was obviously a bit too calm, and an ordinary person would definitely not be able to do this."
Her eyes flashed, her right hand was a little bit between her eyebrows, and a drop of blood flew from the center of her eyebrows. The blood was red in color, but there was a chilling breath on it.
This is exactly the trace of extreme spiritual consciousness in the soul and blood that Wang Lin presented to her when Wang Lin left, which can keep her safe for a while. In fact, if it were not for this Silk Extreme Realm, Li Muwan would not escape during the attack.
"But if it is really him, then why didn't this soul blood react at all just now?" Li Muwan pressed her lower lip, and sighed faintly after a long time.
At this moment, suddenly outside the attic, there was a loud voice: "Junior Sister, can you come out and see you?"
Li Muwan frowned slightly and pushed open the door, only to see a middle-aged monk who was immortal and gentle. He was looking at him with a smile. This man was gentle and elegant, and his appearance was quite handsome. Naturally, he had the meaning of being close.
When he saw Li Muwan, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, and he gently said: "Junior sister, I heard you say that I lacked a blind flavor of Longyanzhi a month ago. I searched the entire Chu Kingdom and finally I was in the Land of the Immortal Relics. On the outskirts of the gravel mountain range, I found this Longyan Zhi." As he said, the person took out a jade box from the storage bag, and inside the box was a purplish red ganoderma with thin arms.
Li Muwan's eyes were flat, she didn't even look at the jade box, and said, "Thank you, Brother Sun, for your kindness, but I have found a substitute, and I have succeeded in alchemy three days ago. Senior brother should keep this thing by myself."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and put the jade box aside, his voice still mildly said: "Junior sister, the ancestor is also kind to the old man. After all, you are not my direct descendant of the Yuntian Sect. If you want to obtain a higher level of alchemy, you must I must choose a direct disciple to form a double-cultivation couple. You and I have known each other for a long time, and I must know what I want for you."
Li Muwan's eyes flashed with cold light, staring at the middle-aged man, and said word by word: "I will not mention this matter again!"
The middle-aged man looked at Li Muwan quietly. After a long time, he said calmly: "Junior sister, you came from the country of fire back then. If I hadn't saved you, you must have died at this time. All these years , What am I to you? I want to know, why are you so determined?"
Li Muwan was silent for a while, and a figure of a person suddenly appeared in her mind. After a while, she slowly said, "There is no reason..."
The middle-aged man sighed, his voice was as gentle as ever, and said: "Junior sister, what the ancestor personally ordered is a foregone conclusion, you are considering it carefully." After speaking, he took a deep look at Li Muwan and shook his head with a bitter smile. , Turned and left.
Li Muwan stood quietly outside the attic, silent for a long time, and turned back to the attic. Her back was so declining and melancholy.
Wang Lin left Nanyuan in a complicated manner. As soon as he walked through the arch bridge, he saw Cheng Xian looking forward to it. The moment he found Wang Lin, this person immediately stepped forward and said with a flattering expression: "Brother , How are things going well?"
Wang Lin glanced at him and said, "Let's go."
That's what Cheng Xian was waiting for. He immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and said quickly: "Brother, it's getting late at this time. Let's hurry up. Wait, I'll call the two-headed mount." After speaking, he put his right hand on With a violent blow in his mouth, a harsh whistle was immediately transmitted.
Immediately afterwards, several beast roars came from a distance. Wang Lin looked up and saw two black shadows, one large and one small, suddenly coming from a few jumping bays in the distance.
Before long, the dark shadow gradually approached and fell ten feet in front of Cheng Xian. There were two ling apes. The big one was nearly half a metre tall, and the smaller one was nearly ten feet tall. His arms crossed his knees. Both eyes were red, grinning at Cheng Xian, showing an angry look.
Cheng Xian gave a dry cough and said loudly, "Isn’t it just that I borrowed your things and haven’t returned it? As for, how can I say that we have been in friendship for more than ten years? How about giving that thing to you?"
The two spirit apes were dressed coarsely and roared arrogantly. After looking at each other at last, one of them suddenly grabbed Cheng Xian with one claw.
Cheng Xian did not dodge, letting the paw grab it, and saw the larger spirit ape. After grabbing the clothes that appeared, he threw it upwards, leaving him still on his body, and then his figure was as fast as lightning, toward Jumping and running away in the distance.
At this time, the smaller spirit ape looked at Wang Lin with an angry look in his eyes. After a few roars, he grabbed Wang Lin. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he turned to the side, and at the same time he lifted his steps. Jumping into the body of this ape, the ape didn't mind, and immediately rushed to chase after it as if running through the thunder.
The speed of this ape is extremely fast, sitting on it, as if the clouds are flying in the fog. Cheng Xian in front obviously enjoys this often. At this time, after a few strange calls, he actually took out a bag of water and wine from the storage bag, ruthlessly He took a big sip and laughed: "Riding an ape to Dongyuan, this kind of thing, looking at the entire Yuntian Sect, only I, Cheng Xian, can do it, haha."
Wang Lin smiled bitterly. Although Cheng Xian was a bit hackneyed, it was not annoying. Although Wang Lin was bothered by him, he didn't care too much. On the contrary, when he saw this scene of Cheng Xian at this time, he encountered something in his heart. The complicated thoughts of the deceased's queen are slightly eased.
Cheng Xian threw the wine bag back in his hand, and tossed it towards Wang Lin. Wang Lin lifted his right hand and held it in his hand. After looking at Cheng Xian, Li Muwan's melancholy expression echoed in his mind, and he involuntarily put the wine bag to his mouth. , Took a big sip.