The feeling of mentoring and apprenticeship does not need to be declared. For example, Wang Lin and Xuan Luo, although they are no longer nominal mentors and apprentices, in Wang Lin's mind, Xuan Luo will always be his master.
In Xuan Luo's heart, his only disciple was still the child who was taken out of the cave world and came to the ancient land.
In the temple of the ancestor, despite the severe pain in Wang Lin's body, his heart was surrounded by warmth. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, immersing himself in the division of the soul.
With the respected master, he can not think about anything.
Time passed, and it was three days in a blink of an eye. During these three days, Wang Lin stayed cross-legged, but the pain from the split of the soul became more and more clear and intense, like a storm was set off in his body. Submerge it, faintly, and you can see a light and shadow outside Wang Lin's cross-legged body. The light and shadow are connected with Wang Lin Tianling and float above his head.
The whole body of the light and shadow has traces of cracks, and it is slowly increasing, and in some places, it seems that the cracks are connected to each other, densely packed, and it looks very shocking.
This light and shadow is the external illusion of Wang Lin Yuanshen.
In three days, after changing to other members of the First Ancient Clan, perhaps some of them could no longer bear the pain and chose to merge, but for Wang Lin, this was still just beginning, and the distance was far from over.
Three days later, there were three more days. Gradually, the Shigu people in the ancient city of Shigu also noticed something was wrong. They saw that the halo on the statue of the ancient ancestor lasted a little longer.
"It lasted for six days, a few days more than before. It seems that among the people who crossed the catastrophe this time, there are those with great perseverance!"
"Six days... I don't know who among this group of tribbers persisted for so long. I couldn't bear it on the third day. This kind of pain can't be endured without persistence."
"It is expected that Song Zun can protect the Fa."
However, although it has attracted attention again, the six days is not a lot. Gradually, the anomaly here is ignored.
Until the ninth day, the fifteenth day, the thirtieth day, and two months later, the halo outside the ancient ancestor statue still emitted ripples, filling most of the ancient imperial city.
At this time, more and more Sigu people, with a shocked look, always look at the statue of the ancient ancestor from time to time. In their opinion, this critic of the tribulations would have persisted for too long. Some.
"I haven't seen anyone walk out of the ancestral temple for two months. Could it be... Could it be..."
"Could it be that only one person who crossed the robbery failed this time, who is this person, can actually let Song Zun protect the law!"
"For two months, he actually insisted on it for two months. It seems that he is going to choose to split to a large extent."
Unknowingly time, another six months passed. Counting the previous two months, Wang Lin was distracted for the first time, and it took a full eight months! !
During these eight months, almost all the people in the ancient city of Shigu, the first thing every day was to see if the halo of the ancient ancestor statue was still there.
More and more voices of discussion are flooding all parts of the Shigu imperial city. This has almost become a topic, making the people of the Shigu tribe changed from shock to shock, and from shock to excitement. Today, it is the peak of excitement.
Because, it is the longest time since the first distraction of a year, and now it is only four months away!
"Can he hold on for a year? I have to know that the longest time for the first distraction in my line of origin is one year! If it wasn't for the person who died in the second distraction, he might be able to. Become a great god!"
"Eight months, this person is really crazy, he can actually endure this kind of pain."
"It is said that Song Zun persisted for eleven months back then!"
In the discussion of the ancient people, Wang Lin was still cross-legged in the depths of the ancestral temple, but the light and shadow outside his body were already fragmented at this moment, and the legs of the light and shadow had dispersed, and only half of the figure existed.
The figure of Yue was also blurred, as if it were transparent, as if it could dissipate at any time. Although Wang Lin's main body closed his eyes, the pain he was suffering at this moment was extremely severe, the pain of breaking apart and splitting a little bit by the spirit of Wang Lin. , So that he will be slashed by thousands of swords, and will always be awake, not in a coma.
After eight months of suffering, he couldn't let him give up. Wang Lin had been enduring it all the time. He had to wait for the soul to be broken before he chose to merge!
In his mind, the roar from the ancient ancestor was almost the only one in his mind at the moment.
"If I let the sky fall, the sky will fall. If I let the earth fall, the earth must be broken! If I let all living beings die, no one will dare to survive. "
As he endured with all his strength, the ninth month arrived, and in a blink of an eye, the tenth month and the eleventh month passed by.
Song Tian cross-legged in front of the ancestral temple, protecting Wang Lin for eleven months. He is not surprised that Wang Lin can persist to this day. In his analysis, Wang Lin should be able to persist for about a year.
"In fact, in one year, it just made the soul collapse into fragments. Except for a crazy person who persisted for twenty-eight months from tens of thousands of years ago, few people can not merge after collapse into fragments. , But chose to let the fragments become broken pieces!" Song Tian didn't look back at the ancestral temple, he counted the time, and stayed still.
When the twelfth month passed, when a whole year came, and when that year, two more months passed, the entire tribe from the beginning and the ancient line was boiling. They looked at the halo on the ancient ancestor statue, all They are all speculating about who this person is who crossed the catastrophe, and how long this person can hold on!
"Fourteen months... worthy of Wang Zun!" In the palace, the old Shigu Huang Zun sighed lightly.
On this day of the fourteenth month, in the ancestral temple, the light and shadow on Wang Lin's body, only one head remained. The head was filled with cracks, and bursts of light radiated from it, suddenly, roaring. collapse.
As the head of light and shadow collapsed, to the naked eye, there was no more light and shadow around Wang Lin, but if the divine consciousness swept away, one could still faintly see that there were a large number of tiny fragments floating around, and those fragments were still continuing. In the fragmentation.
At this moment, Wang Lin had no vitality in his body. Just like a corpse, the blood in his body no longer worked. As the cold became cold, he lost all his mind, like a real death.
The only thing he exists is an idea, and this idea is to continue to persevere, persist to the last moment, and merge with each other. If he can succeed, it will be like a resurrection from the dead, but if he fails, it will disappear.
"Am I going to fail, no! I will never fail!!" In his mind, there was also a scream of war fairy from the ancient ancestor.
The invisible fragments outside his body slowly shattered. Four months later, Wang Lindu suffered three losses and a second calamity. The first time he was distracted, it was a full eighteen months.
This time, even Song Tian was moved, changing from his back to the ancestral temple, looking straight.
He is still like this, let alone the Sigu people in the ancient city of Sigu. Eighteen months of persistence made these people of the Sigu people, one by one, seems to have become accustomed to the ancient ancestor statue, there is always a halo and ripples. , But deep down in their hearts, they couldn't get used to this matter, but were full of unbelievable.
The nineteenth month, the twentieth month... until the twenty-seventh month! ! For more than two years, Wang Lin still persisted. At this moment, nearly 80% of the invisible fragments around his body in the ancestral temple were completely shattered and scattered like dust.
Only the few fragments are still splitting continuously.
When the thirtieth month came, but at the time when the two and a half years passed, if Song Tian could not feel the existence of will in the ancestral temple, he even thought that Wang Lin was dead.
"Crazy person!! He can have such a cultivation base, and it has a great relationship with this madness, doesn't he know that a complete split can die!!" Song Tian has already stood up from his knees. , Standing outside that ancestral temple, his expression changed.
As the thirtieth month is approaching, in the Shigu Palace, the old Shigu Huangzun has a change in his heart. The behavior that he used to call to see everyone in the past is still the same, but it is hidden in his eyes. Flickering, but it seems that only he himself knows.
However, what the emperor didn’t know was that all these tactics were also noticed, but at this moment, he didn’t care about it, but was full of anxiety. What he was anxious about was not his emperor’s position, but the safety of his righteous father. .
When the thirty-fifth month passed, even Xuan Luo, who was sitting cross-legged as Wang Lin's guardian on that day, showed anxiety. He wanted to remind Wang Lin, but was worried about an accident.
In the thirty-sixth month, Yu Xuanluo hesitated, but suddenly arrived. On this night, the nine halos outside the ancient ancestor statue suddenly burst out with extremely bright light. When the light swept through layers and filled all directions, The entire Sigu imperial city was almost silent, and all the tribesmen put aside everything at this moment, focusing on the ancient ancestor statue.
Xuan Luo got up and looked at it excitedly.
Song Tian took a deep breath, stepped back a thousand feet away, and stared intently.
In that palace, Emperor Shigu was nervous, standing by the attic window of his main hall, staring at the direction of the ancestral temple.
Jidu even came to a thousand feet away from the ancestral temple in person and looked anxiously.
In the ancestral temple, Wang Lin’s immovable body is radiant, and countless points of light condensed out of thin air, and gradually turned into a complete light and shadow. This light and shadow are several times larger than the shadows of the past, and the light inside. Circulation, revealing an astonishing coercion.
At the moment when the light and shadow condensed, the ancient ancestor statue outside, after the nine auras suddenly merged into one, burst out a dazzling light for all the people of the ancient people, making this night seem to be day!
Even at this moment, I saw the only aura of fusion, suddenly separated, turned into eighteen auras, circulating around the ancient ancestor statue!
"It's the first time to get distracted!!"
"Thirty-six months, three full years!!"
"Thoroughly shattered, perfect life..." Song Tian muttered to himself as he watched this scene.