After the battle between Wang Lin and Hongdie, the prestige of the name Zeng Niu was even greater. The magic weapon he used was seen by the envoys of the cultivation country outside the battlefield, remembered it secretly, and spread after returning to their respective cultivation country. Got out.
Whether it was a forbidden flag, a sword, or a god-sacrificing vehicle, it suddenly became the focus of discussion by most of the cultivators of the entire Vermilion Star.
The name Zeng Niu has already been hailed as the first person in the Suzaku Star Infant Transformation period.
At the same time, Zhuqueshan sent a voice saying that Red Butterfly will retreat for more than a hundred years and understand the breakthrough of infant change. No one has any thoughts about this matter. After all, Red Butterfly has understood in World War I, retreat is inevitable.
However, after this series of things slowly passed, Zeng Niu disappeared!
No one knows where he is, just know that this Zeng Niu disappeared without a trace on the way to Zhuqueshan to return to life.
This incident immediately caused a huge disturbance. Above the Queshan, the old man with the title of Suzaku walked out of the short retreat, and he looked at the far north of the Suzaku continent.
Three days ago, there was a wave of immortal force collision. Obviously, it was caused by two cultivators in the infant transition stage fighting with immortal force.
In addition, he also felt the talent of the troll clan.
Although his cultivation base is high, he is not a god-man, and he can know everything in advance. However, under the huge and complex context of the Vermillion Bird Kingdom, he knows that the Zeng Niu incident is the work of the Snow Territory Kingdom. , The troll clan participates.
However, he couldn't find out the identity of another Yingbian monk.
In addition, he was covered by his divine sense. Actually, he could only find Wang Lin's trace, but he couldn't find it accurately. This made him a little surprised.
He judged. This Wang Lin is definitely injured very badly. Lead to the collapse of the soul. Therefore, he could not accurately find where it was.
but. Wang Lin is in his eyes. It's just that Liu Mei's furnace is important, but not important.
"Liu Mei. Go to the north of the Vermillion Bird Continent. Wang Lin, right there..." The old man left a message to Liu Mei and closed the door again.
This behavior of the Snow Country. Rebelled against his will. In the future, there will be danger.
Liu Mei's figure floated from the Vermillion Bird Mountain with a gloriously beautiful surprise, turning into a stream of light, and fluttering towards the northern part of the Vermillion Bird Continent.
At this moment, on a cliff of Suzaku Mountain, a woman covered in red gauze stared into the distance. Her eyes were hollow and there was no vitality.
At her feet, there is a bright red flower blooming. When the mountain breeze blows, the flower trembles as if it can wither at any time, but it is full of tenacity, struggling to bloom.
The figure of dry wind appeared behind the Hongsha woman, and the flower at the foot of a marble in her right hand collapsed immediately, turning into flying ash and dissipating.
"Unfeeling, I know you still have a trace of the soul hidden, but in my dry wind hands, there will never be a second purple core!" Gan Feng's right hand patted the red yarn woman's face, evil A different smile.
One month later.
In a mountain village in the northern part of the Vermillion Bird Continent, a young man in a coarse cloth coat sits on a boulder at the entrance of the village. His face is full of shocking scars. He looks extremely ugly and his eyes are dull.
He looked into the distance, without any focus in his eyes, only a strange and daze.
At the entrance of the village, villagers passed by one after another. Every villager passed by the young man with a look of disgust on his face and walked past him.
Regarding all this, the young man's expression did not change, but he sat quietly, looking at the distance in a daze.
After a short while, a young girl wearing a floral shirt and white embroidered trousers with red flowers came over, and behind her was followed by a native dog the size of a calf.
The girl was only fourteen or five years old, with a fair face and big eyes.
"Ugly dumb, my father asked me to tell you to go back to eat!" The young girl shouted three feet away from the youth.
The young man turned his head, glanced at the girl, and stood up. Perhaps he had been sitting for a long time. His legs were a little sore, and when he stood up, he almost fell, causing the girl to laugh immediately.
"Dumb, hurry up, I'm all hungry!" The girl turned around and walked towards the village. The dog beside her immediately followed and ran ahead as if clearing the way.
The young man silently followed behind, looking at the surrounding cottages, his eyes became more strange.
In a fenced yard in the village, a middle-aged man was sitting at a small table. He was dressed plainly, and his blue gown was washed a little white.
On the ground of the yard, some herbs were spread, and the fragrance of the medicine was bursting, and the wind blew it and immediately dispersed.
The girl hopped in, sat beside the man, and said softly, "Father, I called the dumb back."
The man frowned, glared at his daughter, and shouted: "It's not big or small, it's uncle!"
The girl stuck her tongue out, did not speak, but ran into the house to help her mother get food.
The man stood up, looked at the young man, and said apologetically: "Brother, don't mind, Er Ya, this kid is used to being wild, come, let me show you how your body is recovering."
The young man nodded, sat beside the man, stretched out his right arm, and saw that his entire right arm was extremely thin, like a corpse.
The man put his hand on it, closed his eyes and pondered. After a while, his eyes showed joy and said: "Brother, you are recovering from your injury very well. I will give you a few more medicines to nourish your body and you will be fine."
The youth was silent and nodded.
The middle-aged man sighed secretly when he saw the other person like this. The person in front of him was when he went to the mountains to collect medicine a month ago. At that time, this person was on the verge of death. The person carried him home and was treated.
This person was seriously injured, his five internal organs were displaced, and there were many damages. He was not sure to save his life and could only do his destiny. However, this person's body was so wonderful that he recovered and recovered after ten days.
However, this person wakes up, but he can't speak and is dumb.
At this time, a woman came out of the room, the girl followed her, and the two brought some food and put them on the table.
"Mother, I don't eat with dumb, he is so ugly, I can't eat it." The girl said with her mouth open.
"You!" The middle-aged man stared, and he stopped quickly, put some vegetables in the girl's bowl, and said, "Er Ah, go to the room and eat."
Shao pouted and was about to speak. At this moment, the young man stood up with his rice bowl, trembling arms, walked out of the yard, sat down on a large blue stone outside, stared at the rice in his hand, and was silent.
He was exactly Wang Lin who didn't know where everyone in the Xiu World was at this moment.
He who was once in the sky, at this moment, ended up in the following scene, all of which were given by the troll clan and the snowy kingdom.
Wang Lin trembled with his right hand, put the bowl down, a bit of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, his soul had collapsed a month ago.
It's just that this collapse is not disappearing, but turning into fragments, remaining in the body. Over time, these remaining fragments are slowly dissipating.
His physical body was extremely injured. It was just a trace of spiritual power produced by the collapse of the soul under the wrong circumstances. After repairing his body, it improved.
It’s just that, now he has lost all his spiritual power and has become a mortal, and he is a little weak even to hold a bowl, without magical powers. At this moment, even a mortal can punch him Knocked to the ground.
Even, what he didn't expect was that because of the collapse of the soul, even the deity who was far away in Chu Kingdom was involved, and fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up.
This is bad news for Wang Lin!
If the deity is not asleep, you can still come and pick him up. With the deity there, look for a place with sufficient spiritual power, re-spit it, and there will be a day of recovery. But now, all of this has been in vain.
He is not dumb, he just doesn't want to speak.
The traces of the artistic conception of tea on his face made his whole person extremely ugly and shocking. In this mountain village for a month, no one except the middle-aged man and his wife had ever expressed concern for him. .
Without spiritual power, the storage bag would naturally not be able to be opened. Now he has completely become a mortal. After a long time, Wang Lin sighed lightly and took a few bites of the rice in the bowl.
"Nine years later, Wan'er will meet the reincarnation heaven again, nine years..." Wang Lin swallowed the food in his mouth, with a trace of firmness in his eyes.
Over the past month, he has been thinking about how to restore his cultivation base.
As long as the seal and artistic conception are cracked, all of this is naturally accessible, but Wang Lin is at a loss as to how to crack it.
Late at night, Wang Lin lay in the wood shed in the yard, and gradually fell asleep. He is now extremely weak and has no strength at all.
Early the next morning, the middle-aged man carried the medicine box on his back and invited a few hunters to collect medicine in the mountains.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and sat cross-legged in the wood room, silently meditating. After a while, he secretly sighed that there was no spiritual power in his body, and he could not vomit at all, unless he was forced to vomit in a place with extremely strong spiritual power. It is possible to generate a trace in the body.
He shook his head bitterly and walked out of the wood shed, still weak.
At this moment, the girl also walked out of the room and saw Wang Lin, pouting her lips and said: "Ugly dumb, you have been living for a month. When will you leave? My house is not a shantang. Where is there such a thing? More plain rice for you to eat."
"Er, how many times did your father tell you to call you uncle!" the woman walked out of the room and said.
The girl snorted dissatisfiedly and said: "Xiu Cai, follow me!" She said, walking towards the courtyard gate.
The dirt dog rushed out from the corner of the yard, wagging its tail, and followed the girl.
The woman's gaze swept across Wang Lin, and she said apologetically: "The kid is ignorant, don't mind. Her father went to the mountain to collect medicine and said that you are weak and need to make up for it, so you can live here with peace of mind. , When will the body recover, it will not be too late to leave."
In a blink of an eye, another half month passed. During the half month, under the medicinal soup of the middle-aged man, Wang Lin's body slowly gained some strength. In the middle of the night, Wang Lin walked out of the wood house and looked at it. The middle-aged man took a look at his residence, remembered it, turned and walked out of the yard.
He is leaving!