"Master, I want to go home. Tian Lai's novel"
After Wang Yue left, Wang Lin went directly to Huanglong and asked to return home.
"A trip home?"
Master Huang Long is also an old man, so he naturally understands Wang Lin's thoughts, "Are you worried that someone from the Daoxuan sect will deal with your family? Do you want me to send more people?"
"No!"
Wang Lin raised the big seal in his hand and said, "With this Yuanying magic weapon, after being activated, it is equivalent to the power of a single blow from the real Yuanying. It is enough for ordinary people to deal with it."
"That's fine."
Head Huang Long nodded, "Then you go ahead. If anything happens, please inform me immediately. The Heng Yue Sect will be your backing."
After seeing Wang Yue's strength, the head of Huanglong naturally knew that he wanted to win over Wang Lin.
"Thank you, Master."
After Wang Lin said goodbye, he took off his car and roared towards Wangjiacun.
Half a month has passed.
Wang Lin stayed at home for half a month, and the news of the death of Pu Nan of the Daoxuan Sect had spread. But...he didn't hear anything from Wang Yue.
It seemed that Wang Yue had disappeared.
The death of Master Pu Nan made people in the Daoxuan sect panic. Immediately, several major sects attacked the Daoxuan Sect and jointly divided up the Daoxuan Sect's family business.
To the regret of Head Huanglong, Hengyuezong was not qualified to participate in this carve-up.
Although he deliberately publicized that Master Pu Nan died at the hands of Patriarch Han Bing of the Heng Yue Sect, he had little effect.
When those sects knew that the so-called Ice Patriarch was actually a disciple who had been practicing for four years, all the sects in the Zhao Kingdom became somewhat suspicious of the so-called Ice Patriarch.
Fortunately, there were more or less scruples, and no one had yet set their sights on the Heng Yue Sect, which made the Huanglong leader, who was under great pressure, breathe a sigh of relief.
The Daoxuan sect disappeared, and Wangjiacun was no longer in danger. Wang Lin thus embarked on his own journey.
"Boy, with your qualifications, if you want to build a foundation, you can only use my method of seizing the foundation. Otherwise, you don't know what year or month you want to build a foundation."
After hearing Situ Nan's words and seeing Wang Yue's strength, Wang Lin made up his mind, left home, and embarked on the road of life-and-death fighting between the weak and the strong!
The world has undergone some changes, but... the wheel of fate has not derailed.
When Wang Lin left his hometown and entered a city called "Vine City", his troubles began.
The young master of the Teng family, Teng Li, a monk in the late stage of foundation building, discovered the fact that Wang Lin was carrying a treasure through a treasure hunting mouse.
As a result, a fight inevitably broke out.
"call out!"
The whistling light passed through the sky. Wang Lin's face was cold, and his eyes showed cold murderous intent. "In the world of spiritual practice, the jungle is really the law of the jungle, and there is no need for a reason to kill people and seize treasures."
"Haha, you only know now?"
Situ Nan laughed loudly in Wang Lin's mind, "Boy, this person's cultivation in the late stage of foundation building can be used to use the method of seizing the foundation, allowing you to be promoted to foundation building in one fell swoop."
"I know!"
A sneer appeared on Wang Lin's lips, "I lured him out on purpose. Otherwise, I have the Nascent Soul magic weapon in hand, and I can kill him with one blow."
"Boy, you can't escape!"
Behind Wang Lin, a young man with a sinister expression looked at Wang Lin with a ferocious face, "You are only in the qi training period. Even if you have a heavy treasure in your hand, you can't change the world!"
One after another, the two of them rushed into the wild forest.
This is an ancient ruins in Zhao State. The dense virgin forest stretches for thousands of miles. It is a good place to kill people and seize treasures.
"Boy, aren't you going to run away?"
Seeing Wang Lin stop in the forest, Tengli smiled ferociously, "Even if you have a golden elixir magic weapon-level flying sword, you can't escape from my grasp. Just accept your fate!"
"snort!"
Wang Lin sneered, stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag, and a simple large seal rose into the sky, and the vast and majestic aura was earth-shattering.
"Nascent Soul magic weapon?"
Tengli's face was horrified, and there was a panic in his eyes, "This fellow Taoist, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, my grandfather is also a Nascent Soul..."
"It's too late!"
Wang Lin stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the big seal dropped, crashing down on Tengli like a mountain bearing down on top.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of amulets on Tori's body exploded into pieces, and a big seal was struck on Tori's forehead.
Fujiri rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, making no sound again.
"here you go!"
Situ Nan laughed loudly, "Boy, quickly find a place and use the method of seizing the foundation to seize his foundation. You will be able to advance to the foundation building realm and practice my underworld ascending method."
"Is there a way to ascend the orifice of the underworld?"
Wang Lin nodded, dragged Tengli's body, found a cave, and began to use the method of seizing the throne.
At this time, Wang Lin didn't know that he had caused a huge trouble.
When Wang Lin killed Tengli, the ancestor of the Teng family, a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, suddenly found that the protective spell he had cast on Tengli was broken.
"Li'er..."
The ancestor of the Teng family waved his hand and took out a jade talisman. He found that the jade talisman was full of cracks. He suddenly roared, "The life soul card is broken, and something unexpected happened to Li'er. Who is it? Who dares to kill my grandson, Tenghuayuan?" "
"People from my Teng family are not so easy to kill!"
Fujihuayuan's face was filled with ferociousness, he waved his hand and patted his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he formed a seal in his hand, and his fingers flew.
"Use my essence and blood as the guide, use my blood as the source!"
Lines of bright red spiritual light rose up like blood, condensing into mysterious talismans in mid-air.
"Use my longevity as a commodity and my hatred as a reason."
The wind howled and lightning flashed. Strange bloody lightnings connected into a huge magic circle in mid-air.
"I swear by my Nascent Soul, and make a promise by my Dao."
A strange and frightening ghost face emerged from the formation of blood-colored lightning.
"Anyone who kills my Teng family will be cursed by me. The ghosts and gods will serve as a warning and will not stop until death! Jiu Ming's vow of revenge is fulfilled!"
"Crack!"
There was a thunderous explosion, and an inexplicable aura rose into the sky and swept across the entire Zhao Kingdom.
In the wild forest.
Wang Lin had just refined the Vine Power using the method of seizing the foundation, and transformed it into six groups of light: blood, flesh, roots, bones, soul, and spirit.
Just as he was about to devour it, Wang Lin suddenly felt his heart palpitate, and a bloody mark appeared on his forehead.
"Damn it! You're cursed!"
Situ Nan's face changed, "This curse has no offensive power, it is a positioning mark. This is a vow of revenge. Someone wants to fight you to the death."
"Is this the reason for killing Fujiri?"
Wang Lin's face didn't move at all. He stretched out his hand and swallowed the six light balls into his mouth one by one. "Since I have already killed him, no matter what, let's complete the method of seizing the throne first."
"How brave!"
Situ Nan praised it and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry. Although I don't have the strength I once had, I can still hide this curse for you."
"Thank you!"
Wang Lin thanked him, calmed down, and used the method of seizing the foundation to refine six light groups in order to advance to the foundation building.