While Emperor Jiu and the others saw the battle with mystery and magical powers, Wang Lin came to the land of the immortal clan. In Beizhou, he looked at this slightly familiar land and felt a little emotional in his heart.
"Hundreds of years ago, I left here and went to the ancient clan... Today, I am back here again." Wang Lin sighed lightly. As his gaze swept away, his consciousness spread out towards the Seventy-two of the Immortal Clan. The continents spread suddenly, and after a while, the entire seventy-two continents were all within Wang Lin's divine consciousness.
As his spiritual knowledge spread, Wang Lin slowly showed a smile, his cultivation level back then could not allow him to find those old people in such a way.
But now, as the first person in Xiangang Continent, he can do it.
"Zhou Yi and Qingshuang, their cultivation bases have improved... He doesn't know if he still keeps that pill..." Wang Lin's consciousness swept across and didn't stop.
"This is... Situ..." Wang Lin smiled more on his face, as if seeing something.
"He should be a red shirt... After reincarnation, he still looks like that."
"Zhou Ru... This child has not embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. For hundreds of thousands of years, I don't know how many reincarnations..." Wang Lin looked into the distance with a soft expression.
"Thirteen... He was a very good person, but now he has a good cultivation base. Judging from his appearance, he seems to be fast..."
"Big head, this poor person in the world of the cave mansion, with a fierce appearance to hide his inner fragility, he is here, still like this..."
"This is... Shen Gonghu? He has become a suzerain!" Wang Lin was surprised.
"Is she the Red Butterfly... That mark can't be wrong..."
"Qing Lin... He didn't choose to cultivate immortality, but like a mortal, he has been reincarnated several times..."
"Brother Qingshui... Hmm?" Wang Lin's expression was sharp, and he looked towards the west carefully. That was where he felt Qing Shui's location. However, the mark on Qing Shui's body was already indifferent, if it weren't for Wang Lin's repair. Because it is far from comparable to that of the year, he can't even notice it.
"If Brother Qingshui's marks are all gone, then even if I have swept away my consciousness, I will not be able to find him from countless people... Fortunately, there is still a trace of his mark."
Wang Lin murmured, divine consciousness was constantly searching for the seventy-two continents of the immortal clan's land. The same action he had done before the ancient clan's land left, but there was no trace of an old person.
In his heart, there is a shadow that complicates him, that shadow belongs to a woman named Li Qianmei.
"No..." Wang Lin's divine consciousness swept through the seventy-two states of the immortal clan again and again, and he found almost everyone, except for one... she.
"Still not..." Wang Lin didn't remember how many times he searched. He searched again and again, but the result was the same. He couldn't find Li Qianmei's mark or Li Qianmei.
Just like when he was searching in the ancients before, there was no...
"How could it not be!" Wang Lin's expression couldn't be calm, his body shook, and his whole body stood between the heavens and the earth, and his divine consciousness suddenly spread with all his strength. This time, he not only covered the fairy clan, but even the vast basin. The land of the ancient race was completely covered by his current cultivation base.
Searching again and again, the divine consciousness was permeated again and again, but in the end, he still did not find the mark of Li Qianmei...
Wang Lin's complexion became pale, he didn't find it.
"Could it be that during the reincarnation... there was an accident..." Wang Lin's heart suddenly pierced. He couldn't forget the pale face and soft eyes of this woman named Li Qianmei.
She came to the Xiangang Continent for him. For him, she left her father, a lonely person, reincarnated, and waited silently. The man she loves will one day find her and come Open her memory.
"Impossible!" Wang Lin's spiritual knowledge spread again. For a whole day, his spiritual knowledge swept through almost every inch of land on the Xiangang Continent, but in the end, it was still... nothing.
Wang Lin pressed his chest, he felt the pain, looked at the world in a daze, and suddenly laughed, but the laughter revealed a wave of anger, an anger against the sky!
"You let me find Li Muwan's soul, but you let me lose Li Qianmei's figure. Is this good fortune!! Is this God tricking people!!"
I don't believe it, I can find it after all! ! "Wang Lin roared up to the sky, and his roar roared and whirled, which lasted for a long time.
"With the help of a master, it is unlikely that there will be an accident at the time of reincarnation. I can't find her now. The most possible... is that she was earlier than Senior Brother Qingshui and restored the memory of her previous life on her own, making the mark disappear..." Wang Lin closed his eyes. After he analyzed this guess, he was almost certain that the matter was like this.
As he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to faintly see a woman in white clothes in a strange place, looking up at the sky, tears in her eyes.
She had long thought of her past life, but she avoided seeing... Or, she didn't want to see Wang Lin...
As the sky darkened, Wang Lin stood in the air and opened his eyes, with a trace of sorrow and loss in his eyes. In silence, he walked forward, and slowly disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
Xianzu continent, Yuntaozhou, Xizhou.
In the north of this continent, there is a sect. This sect is not big, and it can only be regarded as a small sect in Yuntaozhou. In this early morning, among the many disciples, in the back mountain of this sect, A middle-aged man sat cross-legged in a secret room.
The man's face was firm and cold. He was dressed in black, his eyes closed cross-legged, and he slowly vomited. Waves of waves radiated from his body, enveloped the surroundings, revealing the man's cultivation base, he had reached the peak of the second step, and the third step seemed to be only a thin line away.
As the disciple with the fastest cultivation speed in the furnace Jinzong for thousands of years, he has a high reputation in this sect. After thousands of years, he has cultivated to this level, and even was taught by the great elder of the furnace Jinzong.
If it’s just a high level of cultivation, this person is even more decisive. He also has a lot of fame in Yuntaozhou. He has even killed a great power who has just entered the third step to make his name. , Known by many sects.
In particular, his killing was even more decisive than some third-step mighty powers. As long as those who fought against them, nine out of ten, they would definitely die in his hands.
Such a slaughter made him not only the first person among the juniors in this furnace of Jinzong, but even some ordinary elders were shocked by the suffocation of his body when he saw him.
His name is Wang Shi, the stone of the stone.
He is an orphan and doesn't know who his parents are. He was picked up by a veteran of the Lu Jinzong, and he grew up here since he was a child. He only knew that when he was meditating from time to time, he faintly saw a back figure, which was very tall and made him feel familiar and warm, but he couldn't see the look of this figure clearly anyway.
Even at the earliest time, even this figure was blurred. As his cultivation level improved, this figure gradually became clear. He had a feeling that if he could reach the third step, perhaps he could see clearly that this figure was Look like.
This is the reason for his crazy practice!
"Wang Shi!" At this moment, while he was meditating, a voice came from outside the secret room. Then, a ball of light flew up and spread out in front of him, turning into an illusory figure, an old man.
The man opened his eyes, looked at the old man, looked respectful, and stood up to bow.
"See the Great Elder."
"You still refuse to call me a master..." The illusory figure frowned. This disciple made him very strange. He wanted to accept this person as a disciple, but the other party was silent and did not agree. This made him unhappy, but as time passed, this person's practice speed became faster and faster, which attracted his attention again, and did not consider letting him apprentice, but still personally taught his magical powers. .
For many years now, there has been the truth about master and apprentice, but with that master, Wang Shi has never said it.
Wang Shi himself didn't know the reason. He always felt that his master was not the person in front of him, but he was at a loss as to who it was.
"Fine, you clean up, go down the mountain three days later, go to Tao Yunzong for me, and send a gift." The illusory figure shook his head and gradually disappeared.
Wang Shi respectfully said yes. After the phantom disappeared, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed, and his expression was replaced by determination again. When he was about to continue sitting cross-legged, he suddenly heard a sound behind him. sigh.
The sound of this sigh came so suddenly that Wang Shi's body shook suddenly, but he did not turn his head recklessly. He knew that the other party could come without him noticing, and even the master could not detect it. Obviously his cultivation level was extremely high. profound.
"Who is your excellency!" Wang Shi said in a deep voice.
"Tell me, why are you called Wang Shi? Who gave you the name?" A soft voice came from behind Wang Shi, and that voice fell into Wang Shi's ears, but it made him feel trembling for some reason, as if he was extremely familiar. As if some memories were about to be awakened, he couldn't help but became confused and spoke subconsciously.
"I... I'm an orphan, and I named it myself... I think I should be named Wang..."
There was silence behind him. Wang Shi's eyes flashed. Taking this opportunity to turn around, he saw a young man in white standing behind him. The young man with white hair was looking at him softly. His eyes were like an elder. Looks like a nephew.
After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, Wang Shi's body trembled and his mind roared, and the back of the dream appeared in his mind, gradually overlapping with this person.
"You... You..." His dazed eyes grew thicker.
Wang Lin sighed lightly, raised his right hand, and the void was a little bit between the opponent's eyebrows. Under this point, Wang Shi's heart was shaking like a sky. Under the constant roar, his memory suddenly recovered!
"Master... Master!!! See you at the thirteenth century!" Tears shed tears in the eyes of the man, and he bowed before Wang Lin without hesitation, his expression showing excitement.