Luo Tianxingyu, Ran Yunxing.
At the moment when Wang Lin appeared. Three powerful gods swept over immediately. At the moment it came, Wang Lin's figure disappeared, and no breath came out. Two of the gods seemed to be jealous of each other. They did not talk, but after each swept across the area. , Put it back.
The only other one was arrogantly sweeping the entire Ran Yunxing forcefully, and in the end there was no gain, and he snorted and disappeared.
The hum of this person spread throughout Ran Yunxing, and similarly, it fell in Wang Lin's ears.
On a plain north of Ran Yunxing, Wang Lin's figure turned out. He looked up at the sky and murmured, "One mid-stage aspiration, two early stages. This Luotian star field is also interesting, such a spiritual power is extremely abundant. The cultivation star actually only has three powers, and each power has only one aspiration. If this Ran Yunxing is in the cultivation alliance, I am afraid that it will be robbed by others, either by the boss of the second step alone, or by some sixth-level cultivation National migration. In any case, there will be no such thing as three aspiring monks."
As Wang Lin pondered, the aura of his whole body continued to converge, and in a blink of an eye, no aspiration aura came out. It seemed that there was only the cultivation base of the later stage of the formation of alchemy.
Wang Lin's cultivation level itself was already in the early stage of aspiration, and coupled with the strangeness of his soul, if it weren't for people whose cultivation level was higher than him, the distance was extremely close, otherwise it would be impossible to see through his concealment only by looking at it with divine consciousness.
Of course, if it is the bosses who take the second step, this is not the case.
"I'm hiding here, I will not be discovered when I think about it, even if Tian Yunzi and others are chasing me, I would never think that I would hide in such a cultivation star."
Wang Lin's eyes flashed sharply, and gradually no longer fierce, but weakened slightly. In the end, apart from black and white, his eyes had no dazzling brilliance.
"From the expressions of the four little guys, the East Lining Star is extremely powerful, before I have enough cultivation base. I can't go there!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and the whole person seemed to have been blowing by the spring breeze, and there was no sternness. Between the steps, an ordinary flying sword flew out of the storage bag and landed at the foot, turning into sword light and flew away.
During the flight, his appearance slowly changed. After a short while, his whole person completely changed his appearance. At this moment, even if he was an acquaintance, he could not recognize his identity at all.
Most monks are good at this kind of supernatural power, but in the eyes of high-ranking monks, this god passes through the chicken ribs, and is often seen by people when they look at it. Even if they are facing some supernatural monks, it can be seen at a glance. See what it is.
But Wang Lin is different. He is not the change of appearance he has displayed, but the magical powers of the immortal guard in the figure. In this way, there are not many people who can see it.
Soon after the flight, a city appeared in front of him. The city was surrounded by cyan boulders, and a majesty rushed towards his face. On the city gate, these two characters were written.
When the "Sun Family" was a few miles outside the city, Wang Lin took the flying sword and turned into a Changhong to land, sweeping his clothes, patted the dust in the wind, and walked forward calmly.
Xu was because he could see the reason for his cultivation in the later stage of the formation of the pill. The check at the gate of the city was not too much. After telling Wang Lin that there was a cave in the north of the city, Wang Lin paid some spiritual stones in exchange for it. The token living in this city has stepped into the city controlled by the Sun family.
There are mostly mortals in the city, but monks are also common. There are various shops on both sides of the street, which sell all kinds of things commonly used by monks. Of course, there are also some shops for mortals.
Walking on this street, Wang Lin didn't look at all discomfort, as if he was originally from this city. Since he intends to settle here, he is ready to find a place to live.
Stepping into the north of the city, Wang Lin immediately felt the quietness and the richness of aura. Looking around, there are countless single-living houses staggered across the north of the city, and there are prohibitions and protections everywhere.
Next to the entrance, there are even restrictions to prevent mortals from entering, and there is a rock more than three feet high next to it, on which seven or eight black tokens are hung.
Under the rock, sitting cross-legged, a young man in the Yuanying stage, his eyes closed, he was breathing out, and two air dragons sprang out from his nostrils, spreading out for a long time.
Wang Lin stood outside the entrance and looked at it. In his eyes, the restriction of the entrance was extremely simple. He didn't even need to crack it. Stepping directly into it would not cause a reaction to the restriction.
While looking around, the young man under the rock opened his eyes, glanced at Wang Lin, and said, "There are only eight vacant houses, which one do you want?"
Wang Lin looked as usual, and said gently, "I wonder what's the difference?"
The young man showed impatience on his face, and said, "A thousand yuan a year for the lower-grade spirit stone, and a hundred yuan for the next one."
Wang Lin hesitated for a moment, took out a hundred spirit stones and put them aside. Contempt was in the young man's eyes, his sleeves flicked to put away the spirit stone, Void grabbed a token on the rock behind him and threw it at Wang Lin, saying, "The fifth in the west, let's go!"
After doing this, the young man closed his eyes again and took the time to vomit.
Wang Lin took the token and glanced down. There are two prohibitions on this token, one of which is for passing through the entrance. Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Lin took the token and walked into the entrance.
The moment he entered, the young man under the rock opened his eyes and muttered to himself contemptuously: "Another foreign monk, he must be planning to borrow my grandson’s spiritual power to give birth to babies, huh, give birth to babies, isn’t it? It's so easy, this person has ordinary aptitude, and can achieve pill formation. I am afraid it is also caused by the pill!"
Wang Lin naturally heard the young man's words. He looked back and continued to walk forward. After a short while, he arrived at the fifth house in Xishou.
The house was also unique and looked simple, but there was aura in it. He walked into the house with a token and looked around, and Wang Lin was also satisfied in his heart.
The room only has a bed, a bedding for meditation, a furnace in the side room and a semi-enclosed closed room. Although it looks small, it is very elegant.
Wang Lin casually waved his right hand outside the room, and slightly perfected the restrictions inherent in this room, which increased the power of the restriction more than tenfold, and then sat cross-legged in the room, Wang Lin took a deep breath of aura.
His expression was soothing, and his spiritual energy wandered through his veins. After a short while, Wang Lin exhaled muddy air, and his eyes showed emotion.
"It's been a long time since I breathed out aura. It's a pity that no matter how strong the aura here is, it can't improve the cultivation level."
Wang Lin showed his thoughts, the fairy jade in his storage bag. At the time of the aspiration, it was almost completely exhausted, and there was very little left, which could not meet the daily needs of vomiting.
"There are five drops of immortal liquid left. Although I swallowed four drops when I took Shengxian Guo before, the immortal power in the body is endless, but this obviously cannot last for a few years. It will not be able to make the immortal force endless. In addition, a drop of this immortal liquid can aspire to the title, but after the aspiration, because the required immortal power is countless times more, I am afraid that it will not have the same effect as before. , The waste of swallowing, it is best if it is used for injuries or making the body's celestial power last for a short time! In this way, obtaining the celestial jade that is vomited daily is the most important thing."
The darkening of the sky outside made the room dark. Wang Lin waved his right hand at random, and immediately the candlestick in the room ignited, making a slight burning and crackling sound, and the room was enveloped by the candlelight.
On the roof, a fist-sized cyan bead was inlaid. When the candle in the house rose, the loose tobacco was absorbed by the bead. Gradually, the tobacco in the bead became faint, making the light gradually appear in it.
This phenomenon aroused Wang Lin's interest. He had never seen such a clever design. At this moment, he looked up at the cyan beads and saw the brighter and brighter on it.
After a half-pillar of incense, the inside of the bead was bright, and the blue light fell down, extremely soft, but it made the surrounding candlesticks go out, and the light on the beads became the only light in the house.
"This bead contains three formations, forming a small spell that collects smoke and turns heat and condenses light from heat. In this respect, the Luotian Star Territory is much stronger than the Cultivation Alliance."
A faint sandalwood scented from the beads, making people feel refreshed and happy.
"The third formation is this sandalwood."
Wang Lin retracted his gaze. The incense was non-toxic, but it could speed up the monk's breathing. It was an unusual alchemy material.
Sitting cross-legged in the room, the outside world was quiet. Wang Lin pondered for a long time, his eyes flashed, and a thought came up in his heart, but he thought about it for a moment, and then erased the thought.
"It's for inferiority to snatch, and the amount of immortal jade I need is not something that ordinary monks can have, unless it is aspirational cultivation base, or the family power of the Luotian Star Territory. It's just that if you act like this, it will be more afterwards. It’s not appropriate to leave this Ran Yunxing looking for another place."
With his eyes contemplative, Wang Lin raised his head and decided in his heart. He slapped the storage bag and immediately flew out some refining materials from it.
A breath of primordial spirit was exhaled, and these materials were wrapped. In an instant, the materials melted and transformed into three molds according to Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness.
A flying sword, a bronze mirror, and a hairpin.
Wang Lin pinched the tactics with both hands, and the prohibitions merged into it. Gradually, the three magic weapons exuded a series of coercion, and because they were refined by Wang Lin Yuanshen, they contained a trace of electric light, which sometimes wandered away.
After fighting the prohibition, Wang Lin thought for a moment, recalling the monk who had the artistic conception of Suzaku Xing that year. With his cultivation base at this moment, especially possessing his own Taoism, under imitating, he also possessed a bit of aura. .
With a call from his right hand, the bronze mirror fell, and the artistic conception of the years merged into it.
Afterwards, Wang Lin meditated again. This time, it was Liu Mei's thousands of illusions and ruthless Dao, all kinds of illusion images flashed in his mind, and finally turned into a bright light, which burst out from Wang Lin's eyes and merged into that hairpin.
As for the last flying sword, Wang Lin didn't imprint any artistic conception, but instead played a movement printing technique and shot it inside the flying sword.