While talking, a figure wearing a blue robe with extremely waisted hair appeared from within the blood circle, and with one step, he came to the front. The man's robe was extremely wide, and he immediately opened up when he moved.
The person's face was gray and he looked extremely old, but his eyes were as bright as a bright moon. He glanced at Wang Lin carefully and waved his right hand behind him.
"Nine of you, step back!"
With a wave, a vigorous whistling away suddenly, nine cultivators of the gods, one after another respectfully said yes, their silhouettes left with their strength, and disappeared in the same place in a blink of an eye.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and there was a trace of warfare in his eyes. Although he could not see through the cultivation base of this old man, he could be completely sure that it was definitely an infant transition period!
"Little friend Zeng Niu, I have been waiting for this day for two years!" The old man looked at Wang Lin, with a strange light in his eyes.
Wang Lin almost immediately recognized that this was exactly what he had seen yesterday. Wang Lin was not surprised that the other party knew his identity. Now that Liu Mei could find this place, it is not surprising that the soul refining ancestor infant could know it.
"Today you and I meet, I will give my little friend a small profit first, and then I will talk about it in detail!" The old man glanced at Wang Lin deeply, pondered a little, and then suddenly raised his right hand, fingering the Soul Refining Peak. The tone changed from the gentleness of the conversation with Wang Lin, but became fierce with overwhelming murderous intent and cold light, and slowly said: "Senior Liumei, within ten breaths, get out of the soul refining sect for thousands of miles, otherwise, Even if you are Suzaku's disciple, the old man will still kill it! Get out!!!"
On the soul-refining peak, Liu Mei's peerless posture slowly floated up to look at the old man, his face showed the color of Chu Chu, and he said in a respectful voice: "Senior, the junior has the command of the teacher, and he didn't anger you, why should it be so? Woolen cloth… "
Wang Lin always looked as usual, but he quickly analyzed what was in front of him.
"Six breaths!" The old man said calmly.
"Senior. If the younger generation goes back like this, Master will punish him. If the master asks the senior, he can only tell the truth." Liu Mei sighed lightly. Pursing his lower lip.
"Four breaths!" The old man showed a murderous look in his eyes. The right hand grabbed the void. Suddenly, the phantom of the flag was more than three feet high. Appeared in the hands of the old man.
This banner is just a phantom. There is an unimaginable impact within it. Liu Mei's complexion changed for the first time!
"Billions of soul flags..." She stared at the old man. Silver teeth disappeared as soon as she bit her body. Leaving the Soul Refining Sect far away.
The old man turned around without even looking at the place where Liu Mei disappeared. A strange light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He smiled and said, "Little friend Zeng Niu. How about this small gift?"
With the existence of willow eyebrows, Wang Lin always had thorns on his back, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake. At this moment, this feeling disappeared immediately with Liu Mei's departure.
Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said: "This is a generous gift. The seniors did not hesitate to offend the Suzaku Kingdom. Such behavior makes the next person not happy, but there is a lot of fear."
The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect in front of him was an extremely interesting person. Wang Lin had already thought thoroughly in his heart. If Liu Mei could enter the Soul Refining Sect before, it would be absolutely impossible unless this person agreed.
But the old man never dispelled it. Instead, today, in front of Wang Lin, he drove Liu Mei out of the Soul Refining Sect in one fell swoop. In this way, he told Wang Lin that his Soul Refining Sect had been torn apart with Vermillion Bird. Facially, the reason for all this is because of him Wang Lin.
This is not a polite gift!
The old man laughed and said: "It won't be enough to offend the Suzaku Nation. Now that Suzaku is old, it may not be possible for the entire Suzaku Nation to work for him."
Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked at the old man, and said, "Senior has any orders, but it's okay to say."
A glimmer of appreciation flashed in the old man’s eyes, and he smiled: “Don’t worry, it’s just the first gift. I’m now giving you the second gift, Zeng Niu, your soul is about to recover. I’m here to find the old man, not just to use coercion. , So that the soul can speed up the recovery, the second gift of the old man is to help you completely recover the cultivation base!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wang Lin to speak, and the golden light flashed across his eyes. Suddenly, a spirit power that was countless times stronger than the pressure of the spirit pulse suddenly emerged from his body and directly pressed on Wang Lin. Body.
"Is it enough?"
Wang Lin's body shook. Under this coercion, he immediately felt that he was firmly pressed by countless mountain peaks. A continuous crisp sound was heard from his body, and the gap between the shards of the soul in his body was slowly The reduction, but this speed is still too slow.
"Not enough!" Wang Lin gritted his teeth and said.
The old man's eyes thickened with a strange glow, and his long hair drifted up slowly without any wind. His broad robe immediately swelled, and there were bursts of sound.
Suddenly, Lingwei, which was ten times larger than the previous one, came crashing down, and the surrounding void suddenly burst into bursts, and there appeared a circle of fine crack marks, which quickly spread to the surroundings.
"how?"
Wang Lin's whole body clothes were soaked with bloodshot from the pores of his sweat. His eyes were flushed with blue veins bulging high on his face, and two tea marks disappeared quickly.
At this moment, Wang Lin clearly felt that the gaps between the primordial fragments in the body were quickly closed, half-breathed, and they were already tightly connected and merged with each other.
A feeling of refreshment immediately spread from his body, alleviating the feeling of being squeezed by the spirit power.
"Not enough!" Wang Lin took a deep breath and said slowly.
"Oh? Well, Zeng Niu, the old man has not used the power of infant transition for more than two hundred years. This second gift, the old man has paid a lot of money!" The old man laughed and called the body inside without hesitation. Xianli, instantly, a pressure that was completely different from Lingwei just now came.
This coercion, with immortal energy, instantly reminded Wang Lin of the heavenly mighty feeling of the fragments of the immortal world collapsed. His body suddenly shook, and the primordial spirit was connected crazily at an extremely fast speed.
After five breaths, the last tea mark on his face collapsed!
At this moment, a long howl came out from Linkou, his eyes flashed bright to the limit, like the sun appearing in the dark night, the spiritual power of the whole body rushed through the whole body, and the original spirit was completely restored and integrated into the body. Everywhere, all kinds of tingling sensations immediately emerged, but in an instant, it became a kind of comfort that seemed to be restricted for a long time and finally released.
Wang Lin Changxiao, under the shock of his body, Sun Tai's seal collapsed.
His cultivation level has returned to the mid-level of the gods again, even more diligent than it was in the past.
"Thank you!" Wang Lin fisted at the old man and said seriously.
The author looked at Wang Lin, with a stronger appreciation in his eyes, and laughed and said, "Thank me now. It is too early to say. The old man also prepared a third gift for you. Do you dare to ask for it?"
Wang took a deep breath. At this moment, with the recovery of his cultivation, he unknowingly had a breath of watching the world. He smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you dare!"
It was clear in his heart that the ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect had invested such a large sum of money, and he must have something to ask him for help, although he could not imagine that he would need him to help with the change of the stage of cultivation of the other's infant.
"Well, Zeng Niu, the third gift of the old man is to help you reach the peak of the late stage of transformation in one fell swoop. As for the artistic conception, you need to realize it by yourself. At this point, the old man is helpless." The old man said. When the body moved, he flew a blood ring in the distance.
Wang Lin groaned for a moment, and followed closely without a word.
Outside the blood ring, the old man grabbed his right hand, and suddenly, the huge soul flag that was more than three feet high immediately reappeared. This time, it was still illusory.
"This is the treasure of the Soul Refining School, one billion soul flags. With this treasure, although the old man is in the late stage of the infant transformation, he dares to fight the aspiration. As for the internal reasons, the old man will talk to you in detail in the future. You only need to remember that this treasure is the foundation of my soul-refining sect, this treasure is there, my soul-refining sect is immortal, this treasure is broken, and my soul-refining sect will die.
Now, I will use the soul power in the soul flag to help you elevate your cultivation to the late stage of transformation! "The old man's eyes shone dazzlingly, looked at Wang Lin, and shouted: "Sit down cross-legged!" "
Wang Lin glanced at the old man, sitting cross-legged in the void without saying anything, using the opponent's cultivation base, if he wants to do it, there is really no need to do the previous contrived work.
However, Wang Lin's cautious heart has not been let go, and he will immediately escape with the star compass if he feels a little bad.
The old man's three-zhang big banner flicked, and roars and shouts immediately spread from it. Then, a human soul flew out of it. In a blink of an eye, ten souls immediately dispersed around Wang Lin.
All of these ten souls were exuding purple and gold colors, and their arrogance was overwhelming. Wang Lin's eyes and pupils suddenly shrank, and all these ten souls were actually equivalent to the cultivation level of infant change.
"It's no wonder that with this banner, you can fight against the aspiring monks..." Wang Lin was somewhat clear at this moment.
"Little friend Zeng Niu, all the infant-transformed monks above this banner have been my soul-cultivating for countless years. Whenever an infant-transformed ancestor is dying, I will abandon the body, abandon the mind, and be willing to become an unconscious soul to sacrifice this banner. If one day, the old man returns to the West, you must also remember to include the old man’s soul..." the old man said slowly in a low voice.
The last words of the old man were inexplicable, and Wang Lin was shocked when he heard it, and there was a hint of understanding in his heart.
At this moment, the body of ten infant transformation souls suddenly exuded purple and gold light, and the light was so strong that the whole world was enveloped in this light.
A thick and ordinary spiritual power does not need Wang Lin to absorb and breathe, and it automatically diffuses out of the ten souls, forming a light that connects to Wang Lin's body, and transmits this light into his body.
A strange scene appeared in the air. Purple gold rays appeared on the ten purple gold souls. The center of these rays was where Wang Lin was.
The spiritual power in Wang Lin's body grew crazily at an unprecedented rate, and in a blink of an eye it doubled as much as before, and the growth did not stop and continues.
Two times, three times, four times... Up to eight times, still growing!
"Zeng Niu, remember the name of the old man, go away! You can suck as much as you can, and the old man is not stingy!"