With a wave of Wang Lin's right hand, the door of the shop opened silently, and a tall figure wearing a quilt appeared outside the shop. The person was covered with thick snow, and walked into the shop without speaking.
Wang Lin glanced at this person, and said flatly: "I haven't seen you in more than ten years, fellow Taoists don't come here without problems!"
The man laughed, took off his clothes, revealing a rather majestic face, his ears are extremely conspicuous, this man is the big-eared monk Zhou Wutai.
He shook the clothes in his hand, and the snowflakes on it immediately scattered, and were blown by a breeze.
Putting the clothes aside, Zhou Wutai came to the chair opposite Wang Lin and sat down. The moment he sat down, the shop door closed silently.
After Zhou Wutai sat down, he grabbed the hip flask that Wang Lin had put aside, and instead of taking the cup, he took a big swig.
Wang Lin glanced at him. Compared with more than ten years ago, Wutai had a few more wrinkles between his eyebrows this week. Obviously, in the past ten years, what has caused him to worry about something. As for his cultivation level, it is more than ten years old. Years ago, he was more diligent, but he was a bit worse than Wang Lin.
After all, Wang Lin's experience of reincarnation of heaven has brought him a deeper understanding.
The big-eared monk Zhou Wutai, after drinking a big sip of wine, suddenly stared straight at the three wooden sculptures on the shelf not far away. These three wooden sculptures were the three of the Baiyun Sect. When Zhou Wutai was in the past, he was on it. There are only two woodcarvings in China, and now there is one more.
His gaze was placed on the extra wooden sculpture. Gradually, a trace of surprise appeared on his face. With a call from his right hand, the wooden sculpture fell into his hand. He looked carefully at it for a long time. Putting it down gently, looking at Wang Lin's gaze revealed bursts of complex colors.
After a long time. He sighed slightly. With a wry smile: "Brother Wang. You really are one step faster than me. For more than ten years, I have still been standing still..."
Wang Lin's face was peaceful. Turn over with your right hand. There is another hip flask. After taking a sip. Shaking his head, he said, "It's a coincidence!"
Zhou Wutai sighed. Looking down at the wood carving, he slowly said: "Uncle Qingsong's years of artistic conception has already been carved by you. This wood carving is already in the Yuan Ying period. The top magic weapon. More than ten years ago. Brother Wang is. Can't do this. This has only been a mere ten years, so progress has been made. I admire it!"
Wang Lin smiled dumbly and said, "If you like it. I will give it to you!"
Zhou Wutai was startled. The complex color in his eyes is even stronger. Looked at Wang Lin. Looked at the woodcarving again. Finally he hesitated and took out a jade slip from the storage bag. Put it aside gently and said, "Thank you!"
The hostility towards Wang Lin in his heart. Can't help but be less. Can give away such a treasure at will. This state of mind. It's absolutely something that people can have. He believes that with this woodcarving. Even if I can't really get the mood of time. But more or less, you can still feel a little bit.
However, the only thing he struggles with is how to choose. After all, the sentiment he chooses now is quite different from the mood of the years on the woodcarving. As a result, he can't help but feel a little contradictory.
After a long time, he suddenly halted, looked up at Wang Lin, smiled bitterly again, and said, "Brother Wang, let me admit defeat! Don't always let me have other obsessions. Alas, this woodcarving, don’t Zhou. Now, this jade slip will also be given to you. It records a magical magic spell of the stage of transformation."
Wang Lin showed strange light in his eyes and took a close look at this Zhou Wutai. The wood carving he gave to this person had hidden meaning, but this person immediately reacted and gave up the opportunity to understand the mood of the years, but always maintained himself. The original road to Huafan, such characters, Wang Lin has not seen much in this life.
He smiled and nodded, and said: "In this case, Wang is disrespectful." Then, he picked up the jade slip, swept away his consciousness, and put it aside calmly.
Zhou Wutai reluctantly glanced at the woodcarving, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to stop looking at it, but his face became a little darker, and said, "Brother Wang, can you find something weird about this heavy snowfall in recent days?"
Wang Lin pondered a little, looked at the hip flask in his hand, and said slowly: "This snow is obviously not the work of Tianli..."
Zhou Wutai's eyes flashed and said, "Yes, there is a murderous aura in this snowflake. Now the entire four faction alliance is covered by this snowflake, and these murderous auras are already strong."
Wang Lin's expression was always the same, as if these things had nothing to do with him, just listening quietly.
Zhou Wutai looked at Wang Lin and continued: "Several seniors of the four factions have come forward to investigate, and finally found a single teleportation crack in the snowy monk hidden and hidden in the sky above thousands of miles!"
"Snowy monk?" Wang Linshang had heard of this term for the first time.
Zhou Wutai took a deep breath and said, "This snow monk is also a fourth-level cultivating nation, but its border is located in the extreme north, where it is covered by ice and snow. The magical spells they practice are often related to ice and snow. , Therefore, whenever the Snow Territory country invades other cultivation countries, it will open this single teleportation array first, so that the opponent's country is shrouded in ice and snow, and then it will be sent out on a large scale."
After Zhou Wutai finished speaking, he waved his right hand back, and suddenly the door of the shop opened. He grabbed a ball of snowflakes in his hand and brought it in front of Wang Lin. At the same time, he pinched his left hand. In an instant, a fist-sized fireball. Suddenly formed, exuding bursts of hot air.
"Brother Wang, please take a look!"
As he said, he pressed the fireball and the snow ball in his hand together. In an instant, the fireball emitted smoke and smoke, and it was actually extinguished, but the snow ball was safe and sound, and it didn't melt at all.
Wang Lin was immediately moved, this is something he didn't expect!
"This snow can't melt... When the snow accumulates into a plain in the entire four faction alliance, it will be the day when the snowy monks attacked!" Zhou Wutai's voice was full of muffled.
Wang Lin was silent and did not speak.
"Brother Wang, coming today is to represent the Four Faction Alliance, and invite you to join. With your cultivation base, once you enter, the Four Faction Alliance will surely strengthen a lot of help!" Zhou Wutai said quite Chen Ken.
Wang Lin glanced at this person and slowly said, "There is only one cultivator of Yuan Ying, who has a higher cultivation level than Wang. There should be many in the four factions. It seems that I am not a lot of them."
Zhou Wutai smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Brother Wang, don’t pretend to be arrogant. With your current realm, it will only take a few years. Once you are transformed into a god, for my four factions, another monk will be added. This is my invitation. the key of!"
Wang Lin pondered a little, and suddenly said, "Father of the Snow Region, why do you want to go to war with the Four Faction Alliance?"