Who the figure belongs to, the corpse it is holding, and who is it... Wang Lin didn't dare to think about this question, he didn't want to think about it, he was afraid to think about it...
He sat cross-legged in this ancestral temple silently, counting the sixty-eight years that he had spent before.
"Time is running out..." Wang Lin's muttered voice was looming in this ancestral temple.
In the ancient imperial city, with the appearance of the twenty-seven halos on the ancient ancestor statue, the uproar gradually reached its peak, and all eyes were concentrated in the ancient ancestor statue.
"Eighteen years, this person was distracted for three years for the first time, and for fifteen years for the second time. He is absolutely completely divided and perfectly integrated!"
"He was considered successful the first time, but the second time he merged with the clone, obviously there was an accident. I don't know what will happen to him this third time...!"
"If Wang Lin continues to choose to split completely, I am afraid it will be difficult to get through this third time. If I am him, this third time will simply end early to ensure safety."
When everyone's eyes in the ancient imperial city condensed, Wang Lin in the ancestral temple exhaled a deep breath. He expelled the layers of thoughts in his mind caused by the figure, and was immersed in the ancient road. Distraction for the third time!
He could feel that after the second distraction succeeded, his primordial spirit has grown countlessly, and it has made his own cultivation base stronger again. If it is also successful the third time, when the primordial spirit returns to his place and merges with the flesh , He will reach a peak level at that moment!
At this level, perhaps... it can surpass the old way!
Wang Lin's gaze flashed with a firmness, and the moment he closed his eyes, the huge primordial light and shadow outside his body that occupies almost all of the place here, from that condensedness, gradually began the third split!
Also the last time!
"Three years, fifteen years... This time, how many years will it be..." Wang Lin did not answer.
Time flies, unconsciously, Wang Lin’s third distraction in the temple of the ancestor, seven years have passed, the people from the ancient lineage are also looking forward to it, and always look at the ancestor on weekdays. Twenty-seven halos on the statue.
There was a gradual transition between Shigu Huangzun and Jidu, the new emperor, and the handover was about to be completed. The day when Jidu becomes the new emperor is getting closer.
As the date slowly approached, the people of the Shigu family moved their eyes away from the statue of the ancient ancestor, and focused on the most important thing of the entire Sigu family, the new emperor ascended the throne!
Countless Sigu armies, twenty-five years before Jidu ascended the throne, were gradually let go by the emperor of Shigu and handed over to Jidu, so that Ji had enough time to get acquainted with and to welcome those hundreds of years. Later, there may be a battle of immortals!
Five years... Five years... Five years...
The years passed by invisibly in the spring, summer, autumn and winter. In a blink of an eye, another fifteen years passed. This was the 22nd year of Wang Lin's third distraction!
If you count the time before, it has been ninety years since Wang Lin stepped into this ancestral temple!
Ninety years is enough to change a lot of things. It can be the life of a mortal or the ascension of a new emperor. At that time, the ancient emperor had already retreated behind the scenes, and it was already Jidu who stepped onto the front desk.
Although the enthronement ceremony has not yet been carried out, almost all Shigu clan matters are now being handled and responsible. He hasn't put on the crown yet, but he has already put on the imperial robe.
However, even so, Ji Duna's habit of looking at the ancestral temple in the morning every day has never changed. He firmly believes that adoptive fathers will succeed!
Inside the ancestral temple, outside of Wang Lin's body, the huge primordial light and shadow that existed before has now shattered into countless fragments, undergoing final smashing.
This time, Wang Lin learned the previous lesson. He left a trace of divine consciousness in his body, which can be awakened at a critical time.
The pain of splitting the soul for decades, the feeling that countless people could not bear, was endured by Wang Lin Shengsheng, and he even felt a little numb to the pain.
When the ninety-fifth year, when the entire beginning of ancient times began to prepare for the new emperor's enthronement ceremony five years later, the fragments of Wang Lin's soul light and shadow finally became completely broken.
He started to try fusion!
Due to the accident in the second time before, Wang Lin was very cautious when he merged. He did not completely merge the soul at one time, but chose to separate, part by part merged and condensed until perfection.
And he still has a deeper idea. To achieve this idea, it must be carried out in this fusion.
Years and years passed. In the 96th year, Wang Lin completed nearly 30% of the light and shadow of his soul.
But with only 30% of the concentration, the strength of the inner soul is enough to surpass that of the soul at the second time of distraction by several times. If it is really fully condensed, the complete soul may really be able to bring to the king. Lin once peaked.
In the 97th year, Wang Lin's soul, light and shadow, condensed 50%, and once again became a lot stronger.
There are only three years left after a hundred years, more than a thousand days and nights.
The Sigu imperial city has been extremely lively in the past few years. Before such a grand ceremony, almost all the powerful people of the Sigu lineage all rushed back from various places and came to the imperial city to witness the pair of Siguyi. The biggest thing in terms of pulse!
The alternation of imperial power made the whole line of Sigu come into operation, but the capital that was about to ascend to the throne fell silent during the 97th year, and came to the ancestral temple alone, and sat down there cross-legged. , Meditate silently.
He gave up everything and wanted to accompany his adoptive father three years before he became the emperor.
As the days passed, more and more clansmen came back in the entire Shigu imperial city, and even the missions of the other two clans were mostly on their way.
Almost every day, many people come to Shigu Imperial City, but compared with the current prosperity of the Imperial City, the Qianzhang where this ancestral temple is located is extremely quiet. It has been turned into a forbidden area a long time ago. No one was allowed to step in, and there were countless guards who belonged to the palace guarding the surrounding area.
In this quiet, listening to the noise outside, Ji closed his eyes and sat silently.
"Foster father, in three years, the child can become the emperor of Shigu..."
Jidu sat here, in that day and night, the ninety-eighth year came, the ninety-ninth year came, and until the 100th year, passed silently.
On this day of the whole hundred years, all eyes in Shigu Imperial City were once again focused on the ancient ancestor statue, but this time, everyone looked at not the halo outside the statue, but the existence there. They The emperor!
The entire imperial city is quiet at this moment. There are countless clansmen in the imperial palace. They are waiting for the appearance of the new emperor. There are many people standing densely on the square.
The delegations of the other two clans came here very solemnly, with generous gifts, and the leader of the team was also a royal family with a high status. They were also in this square, waiting.
In the center of this square, there is a huge tripod.
Inside this cauldron, there is a piece of soft soil on which is placed a huge incense, which has not been lit. Only Jidu is qualified to light this incense!
This is the incense of imperial power. Together, the incense can transform the situation and condense the sky-shaking drum. This drum can also only be played by Jidu. When the drum beats nine times, Jidu will accept all the beginnings. A bow from the ancient people.
The people here are all waiting, wrapping the old Shigu Huangzun, and he is also waiting.
"Auspicious time is coming... Your Majesty, this..." There were several people standing beside the ancient Emperor Shi, and one of the old men hesitated and spoke softly.
"Wait! There is no good time in my Shigu line, the moment when the plan comes, it is good time!" Then the Emperor Shigu who was about to abdicate, said hoarsely.
The old man who spoke before respectfully said yes.
Outside the ancestral temple, Ji sat cross-legged, his eyes closed and motionless, as if he didn't care about today. It will be the big day of his life. Not long after, there were waves of light footsteps suddenly heard behind him, but he saw one. The team's guards, wearing black armor, came quickly and slowed down as they approached.
"Your Majesty, it's time..." The guards knelt on one knee, and the leader was a middle-aged man, and he lowered his head and whispered softly.
Ji didn't speak, and he still didn't move.
The guards kneeling behind him were also silent.
After half a stick of incense, a light sigh came from Ji Du's mouth. He opened his eyes, looked at the ancestral temple, got up in silence, knelt down on one knee, and knocked three heads towards the ancestral temple.
"Foster father... The child is gone." Ji Du raised his head, glanced at the ancestral temple again, turned and walked backwards, the guards got up one after another, followed behind, and a group of people gradually moved away.
When these people left, there was a small light and shadow floating outside Wang Lin's body in the temple of ancestors. The light and shadow were no longer the size of a palm, but just like their body when there was no distraction in the first place.
The light shines radiantly, the light and shadow are very complete, it seems that they have been completely merged together, but the eyes of the light and shadow are closed.
As early as a year ago, Wang Lin was able to complete the integration. This time, the integration was extremely smooth and without the slightest accident. However, Wang Lin did not choose to end it a year ago. He always retained a trace of flaws, and the whole person was immersed in it. Inside, like a deep sleep.
He wanted to re-enter the blurry world when he was distracted for the second time. He wanted to see the mountain of falling colorful snowflakes again. He wanted to see the figure. He wanted to hear, the figure, the complete words. .
It’s just that even if he didn’t know how he entered the vague world at that time, he didn’t even know where it was. After a year of trial and thinking, he finally took people away on this day and in the plan. There was a blur in Wang Lin's mind. He vaguely seemed to have seen the world he had seen before.