Renegade Immortal

I am ancient, born before the heaven and earth appeared, and lived before the universe first opened. Before me, there were immortals who appeared, and they wanted to enslave me. Then I will destroy these immortals!

If I fail, my descendants will be enemies of immortals for generations to come, and I will vow to leave the world without immortals for generations to come!

Give me three sons with nine drops of soul blood, and you will lead all the people of my ancient clan. On the day when the Nine Songs and Three Phases come out together, wait for my reincarnation, and wait for my successor to come out..." Wang Lin sat cross-legged there. As for the ancestral temple, its body has withered and looks like a mummy. The white clothes are also loose at this moment, as if they are draped on the body.

In his mind, this voice kept reappearing for fifty years. At the beginning, this voice was vague, like a whisper, but as time passed, in Wang Lin's mind, this voice The sound became stronger and stronger, like a roar.

Especially now, it was as if someone was roaring in his ears, and the defiance and unwillingness revealed in the roar made Wang Lin's whole body boil with blood and burn.

In the burning of blood all over his body, the flesh and blood of his body seemed unable to bear it. As if being refined, it continued to wither, until now, it looked like a wreck.

But there was no feeling of weakness at all. Instead, it seemed to contain an astonishing vitality and strength. It seemed that one day, when Wang Lin's body returned to normal again, just like when he first stepped into this ancestral temple, he would The power of his physical body will reach an extremely shocking level of terror.

The ancient clan suffered three losses and seven catastrophes, and the third loss was three catastrophes. In addition to the ancient blood of the sky, there was also the ancient three-point god! Under the differentiation, the people of the ancient clan can gain a sudden increase in the power of the ancient clan when they overcome this calamity.

Many people from the third lineage of the ancient tribe, as long as they have twenty-seven stars to become saints, have experienced these three losses and seven tribulations in their lives, especially the last two tribulations of the third loss, which must be done in the ancestral temple of each tribe. Can come and pass.

But as each individual is different, the promotion and creation obtained by each person are different.

For fifty years, Wang Lin had been sitting there cross-legged, almost motionless, letting the voices in his ears continue to swirl. Finally, after Prince Najidu bowed in front of the temple and left, Wang Lin felt that in his body. Three losses and the second calamity are signs of coming.

The roaring in his ears became more and more intense, and the blood in his body was boiling and burning, and a feeling of heat slowly erupted from his body and filled his whole body.

"The Three-Divided God of the Ancient Way..." Wang Lin murmured. From the stone tablets here, he learned that the so-called Three-Divided God of the Ancient Way did not mean dividing his soul into three parts.

Instead, it needs to be fused after three splits. Each split requires great pain.

Just like San Gong, it requires him to use great perseverance to slowly fuse it together before performing the second distraction.

And after each fusion, his soul and body will advance by leaps and bounds, becoming stronger and stronger. Once all three times are over, he will successfully survive the second calamity of these three losses!

There will be no death in this tribulation, but the key point is to endure the time of division. The longer the time, the more complete the division will be, the greater the benefits will be, and at the same time, you will have to endure the greatest pain.

This kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people, and even the royal family cannot hold on for long. Most of those who survive this tribulation often do not wait for complete separation but choose to merge halfway. In this way, the fortune and promotion gained will be There is a difference.

"In the ancient three-point god, you can choose to melt your life at any time..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed.

Throughout the ages, it is not that there have been people with great perseverance. However, although there will be no death in this catastrophe, if the soul is completely and completely split, it will make the integration difficult and the phenomenon of inability to fuse. Such a situation Come, there will be death!

Therefore, even the royal family, even those with strong perseverance, will never make such a choice, and even if they choose, they usually gamble once when they are distracted for the first time, and not the second time. It is extremely rare for people to gamble with their lives. There are even fewer people who still go gambling for the third time, and almost all of them die.

According to reports, for countless thousands of years, only the most powerful Immortal Gang, the Great Heavenly Lord of the Ancient Dao, chose to completely split for the third time, and he finally succeeded.

Compared with the second calamity of three losses, the so-called third calamity can actually no longer be called a disaster. This is a gift from the ancestor of Che. It was obtained by the ancient tribe after they survived three losses and six calamities. A hidden reward.

Maybe it's a trace of memory, maybe it's an incomplete magical power, maybe it's the extremely pure blood of the ancient ancestors..., there's even a slight possibility that it's soul blood...

It's just that this glimmer of possibility is also a rumor, mostly fabricated by future generations for hope. It is said that even the Great Heavenly Lord of the ancient path did not obtain the glimmer of possibility in this rumor due to the gift of the ancient ancestor.

It's just that it is said that the thing obtained by the Great Heavenly Lord of the ancient path is extremely extraordinary, but no one knows what it is.

Wang Lin took a deep breath. His body began to tremble slowly as the blood boiled like burning. Waves of severe pain emerged, merging with the roar in his mind to form a poisonous force. While he was soaking his body, he clearly felt that his soul was gradually showing signs of fragmentation.

"Finally... it begins!!" Wang Lin raised his head suddenly, his eyes calm. He had been waiting for this day for fifty years! Whether he can obtain soul blood and whether Li Muwan's body can enter the ancient divine realm depends on the ancestral temple's tribulation this time!

The traces of fragmentation in his soul gradually became heavier and heavier. At the same time, waves of unimaginable severe pain suddenly came. However, Wang Lin's perseverance could bear this little pain. .

But, this is just the beginning!

"If you want to get soul blood, in this second calamity of three losses, you must exert your utmost patience to see where the end of this calamity is!" A trace of decisiveness and determination flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes. , to bear the coming of this disaster!

At the moment Wang Lindu crossed the ancient path, circles of circular ripples suddenly appeared out of thin air outside the statue of the ancient ancestor in the ancestral temple where he was located. The ripples spread in all directions, almost covering the entire ancient imperial city.

This strange phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of all the ancient tribesmen.

"The ancient ancestor has a halo of light. This is someone trying to overcome the calamity!"

"Look at the nine haloes. This is the ancient three-pointed spirit in the second calamity of overcoming the three losses, and this is the first time it is distracted! If it is the second time, eighteen haloes will appear."

"Strangely, the ancestral temple is never opened for individuals to overcome the tribulation. Every time, you have to wait. It is organized by the royal family. After the number of people has increased, the ancestral temple will be opened once.

But I haven’t heard of this happening in the past few years. ""I don't know how many people are there this time and how long they can last. In the past, it usually ended after a few days. "

The Shigu people were not too surprised by the anomaly on the statue of the ancient ancestor. Obviously, they had seen such things several times. After taking a few glances, they withdrew their gaze and ignored it.

But what they didn't know was that the moment the nine halos of the ancient ancestor's statue appeared, the First Ancient Emperor in the palace, as well as Ji Du, all stared away.

"Fifty years... He finally started his first distraction... I don't know how long he can persist. In my ancient lineage, there was someone who spent a year reaching perfection during this first distraction. I wonder if this person can do this." The Ancient Emperor looked at the statue of the ancient ancestor in the distance silently, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, Ji Du was standing by the window in the palace where he lived, looking into the distance. His wife was beside him, watching with him.

"The righteous..." Jidu murmured. His wife held Jidu's hand and looked at him softly.

At this moment, on the primitive mountain outside the imperial city, Song Tian, ​​dressed in green clothes, walked out of the retreat. He put his hands behind his back and looked in the direction of the imperial city.

"With his cultivation level, the first time he was distracted, he would definitely choose to split completely. In this way, time will not be shackles..., that's all, I made two secret moves when he was in seclusion, although I recognized Jidu afterwards. He is the emperor, but after all, he offended first... But after he came that year, he did not pursue this matter... I was distracted for the first time by his protector as repayment. "Song Tian took a step forward, The figure disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was outside the ancestral temple in the imperial city. He glanced at the ancestral temple, crossed his legs and sat down at the temple.

"No one is allowed to enter within a thousand feet of the ancestral temple. Violators will die!" Song Tian's spiritual thoughts spread out in all directions.

When Wang Lin was suffering from the pain of splitting his soul in the ancestral temple, he felt Song Tian's arrival and his words outside the ancestral temple, and knew that this person wanted to be his protector.

He took a deep breath and sent out a spiritual thought that swirled in Song Tian's ear.

"Thank you!" "No, Song just split up for the first time for you to protect the Dharma and eliminate the actions he took before." Song Tian did not look back, but glanced at Youkong, pondered for a while, stopped paying attention, and closed the door. eyes.

The moment Wang Lin withdrew his spiritual thoughts, he suddenly shook his body and raised his head sharply. With his current level of cultivation, even though he felt great discomfort due to his first distraction, he still felt, On the curtain, there is a figure, looking at this place silently.

That figure was familiar to Wang Lin.

"Master..." Wang Lin murmured. He understood that the master would not leave the Daogu lineage for no reason and come here, and coming here at this moment is obviously to get him here when he is weak. To protect him.

In the sky, Xuan Luo looked down, looking at the statue of the ancient ancestor and the ancestral temple in the ancient imperial city. He seemed to be able to faintly feel the aura belonging to Wang Lin within it.

He had a smile on his face and soft eyes.

"You are already stronger than Master. The only thing Master can do is to protect you when you are distracted and weak." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it to Qidian. Tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)! ~!