Renegade Immortal

After Lin entered the fourth-level cultivation country, he immediately stopped flying and walked on the official road like a hidden mortal. Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Wang Lin took a deep breath.

Breaking through the Nascent Soul and entering the Divine Transformation state is no longer something that any technique can do, and even elixirs will have no effect unless they can obtain Grade 6 or above.

If you want to reach the state of becoming a god, you need to understand the way of heaven and realize a state of your own. This is the only way.

It is precisely because of knowing this that Wang Lin has no idea of ​​joining any sect in the fourth-level cultivation country this time. After all, if he cannot truly enter the core of the sect, it will be of little use in improving his spiritual transformation.

If you want to enter the core of the sect, it is too difficult, and Wang Lin is not willing to waste time on it.

Based on his own understanding of cultivation over the past four hundred years, as well as his experience fighting several monks in the God Transformation stage, Wang Lin knew that if he wanted to break through the Nascent Soul and reach the God Transformation stage, his understanding of the way of heaven was particularly important.

Wang Lin asked himself to kill all the way, and his hands were full of blood. Such a state of mind had nothing to do with understanding the way of heaven. He had a hunch that if he continued, he would be hopeless if he wanted to break through the Nascent Soul.

In fact, Wang Lin's current cultivation level is not the real Nascent Soul stage. His ultimate self is still at a bottleneck. It is just his clone that has successfully reached the early Nascent Soul stage.

Walking on the official road, Wang Lin's body has slowly transformed. The original body is hidden inside and falls into a deep sleep, while the clone is gradually revealed.

Regarding the extreme realm, Wang Lin has already thought very clearly. He does not force a breakthrough in the extreme realm, nor is he as dependent on the extreme realm as before. In his opinion, the extreme realm is just a magic weapon.

The current magic weapon level is not enough. There is no danger to monks in the transformation stage. If you want to upgrade your magic weapon. Then you need some rare geniuses and treasures. For example, the sixth-level Cultivation Kingdom’s treasure, the Cultivation Star Crystal.

After leaving the extreme situation behind. Wang Lin prepared to be in a clone state. Embark on the path of cultivation. If the clone can one day reach the stage of infantile transformation. Then maybe there really is a chance to obtain the Star Cultivation Crystal. When. Catalyzed by this crystal. According to Naduo. Extreme state. There is a chance to break through.

Wang Lin took a deep breath. Banish extreme situations from your mind. he knows. The most important thing right now. It is to understand the way of heaven. And the first half of his life. Really spent in killing. This kind of life. It's incomplete. If you want to truly understand the way of heaven. Then he has to start from scratch. Be a mortal.

If you want to become a god. Become mortal first!

Unconsciously.

Wang Lindi's state of mind. Change slowly. gradually. He had a vague understanding. But this realization flashed by like lightning. It was too fast for Wang Lin to catch.

He was silent for a while. A dumb smile. The cultivation within the body gradually disappeared like snowflakes melting away. finally. His whole body looked. No different from ordinary people.

A strange light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He plucked a willow leaf from the roadside and put it in his mouth. Feeling the green taste, he slowly walked away.

The territory of the fourth-level cultivation country is vast, several times larger than that of Zhao. Therefore, there are also many monks in the interior. Similarly, the number of mortals has also reached a huge number.

While Wang Lin was walking, he saw some passers-by, all of whom were carrying luggage. He was the only one who didn't have any packages. This attracted the attention of passers-by.

Wang Lin pondered for a while, then broke off some branches from both sides of the official road, woven them into a small frame with his own hands, and carried them behind his back. Then he broke off a lot of leaves and grass and threw them into the small frame.

Walking on the official road, in just a few hours, he saw many mortal warriors riding tall horses, whizzing by. These people didn't even look at Wang Lin walking on the roadside.

Every time a horse passed by, a cloud of dust would be stirred up. Wang Lin didn't mind. He patted the dust on his body and continued walking. However, he hadn't gone very far this time when suddenly a shout came from behind him: "Give way!"

At the same time, a strong wind blew from behind. On one side of Wang Lin's body, he saw a black horse, almost close to his body, rubbing against him.

Immediately afterwards, several more horses roared over.

One of them was about to hit Wang Lin. At this moment, the strong man on the horse quickly pulled the horse's rein. However, after hearing a rapid neigh, the horse's front hooves suddenly shot up. Lift it up and tilt it to the side.

After walking forward for a few steps on the ground, the horse stopped. The strong man on it stared with big eyes, whipped back the whip in his hand, and struck his head like Wang Lin. At the same time, he shouted: "Where are you coming from?" The blind man has no eyes!"

Wang Lin frowned, but at the moment when the whip was whipped, a middle-aged man jumped up from the horse next to him, grabbed the whip, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zhang San, why are you showing off your authority?"

The strong man snorted, took back his riding whip, glared at Wang Lin fiercely, pulled the reins of his horse, and galloped away.

The middle-aged man didn't even look at the other person. He turned around and looked at Wang Lin, clasped his fists and said, "This little brother, just now

I scared you. I have something important to do, so I hope you can forgive me. "

Wang Lin shook his head and said, "It's okay." As he said that, he patted the dust off his body.

The middle-aged man looked surprised. In his opinion, Wang Lin was just an ordinary person without any trace of martial arts training, but his courage was quite extraordinary.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Lin carefully and said with a smile: "In Xia Luxing, there is only one direction on this road, and that is the capital. I wonder what I want to do when I go to the capital?" After saying that, he glanced at the small frame behind Wang Lin. , said strangely: "Is this young man a doctor?"

Wang Lin did not defend himself and nodded.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, clasped his fists again, then got on the horse, patted the horse's back with his left hand, and the horse immediately neighed, not moving forward, but galloping backward.

Wang Lin looked back and saw that ten miles away behind the official road, there was a group of carriages, slowly moving forward.

Half an hour later, the group of carriages appeared far behind Wang Lin. Around the carriages, there were nearly a hundred big men riding horses. Each of these people's eyes were shining, and the sun bulged high. He is obviously a master in martial arts.

Lu Xing, standing next to a carriage, put his head above the carriage and was talking.

The official road was not wide. After seeing the carriage, Wang Lin stood by the road.

When the carriage passed by Wang Lin, four big men had already arrived in front of Wang Lin, blocking him out. Lu Xing turned to look at Wang Lin at this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pulled the reins of his horse, walked a few steps behind Wang Lin, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, do you have any medicine to relieve the evil wind syndrome? "

Wang Lin looked calm. He knew that the other party misunderstood that he was a doctor practicing medicine. Originally, with his temperament, he would not pay attention to this matter, but he thought that if he wanted to break through the Nascent Soul stage, he must understand the way of heaven. Perhaps, this It is an opportunity to integrate into the mortal world.

Thinking of this, Wang Lin said: "But there are patients?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "A maid is sick. This place is still seven days away from the capital. The accompanying doctor tried to find a place, but there was no relief."

Wang Lin glanced at the carriage and said, "Let me see the patient."

Lu Xing smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, do you have any relief medicine? If not, just don't look at it."

At this moment, an old voice came from the carriage: "Lv Xing, let him come and take a look. He is a world-famous doctor. Maybe this person has a way to cure him."

Lu Xing quickly said yes, jumped off his horse, and said to Wang Lin, "Brother, I'm in trouble."

Wang Lin followed Lu Xing to the carriage. Just as he was about to get up, the old man coughed in the carriage. Lu Xing immediately stepped forward to stop him and said apologetically: "Brother, just look at it this way. There is no need to get up."

Wang Lin frowned. With his spiritual consciousness, he had already seen that there were three people in the carriage. Apart from an old man, they were two young girls. Judging from their appearance, they were clearly the master and servant.

The sick one is not a maid at all, but her master. With a sweep of Wang Lin's consciousness, he could see that the young lady had some kind of wind evil entering her body. It was clear that there was a cyan aura in the blood in her body, and she was obviously poisoned by some kind of toxin.

"Stretch out your hand." Wang Lin said.

The woman in the car hesitated for a moment and stretched out her jade hand from the car curtain. Wang Lin pinched her wrist. After a while, he let go and took out a leaf from the small frame behind him. The spiritual power in his body moved and hovered on it. Circle retracted.

Handing the leaves to Lu Xing, Wang Lin said, "Take the raw medicine and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Lu Xing looked at the leaf in his hand strangely. It was obviously an ordinary willow leaf. He smiled bitterly and secretly thought that he had misjudged the person. This person was definitely not a medical doctor, he was clearly just a lunatic.

Otherwise, no one would use willow leaves as medicinal materials. If these leaves were really medicinal materials, there would be a handful of leaves on both sides of the official road.

He was about to throw away the leaf when suddenly the carriage curtain was lifted, and a wrinkled old man leaned out and snatched the leaf from Lu Xing's hand. He looked at it carefully for a long time, his expression changed involuntarily, and he lost his voice and said: "Centennial willow leaves!"

He took a deep breath, looked at Wang Lin with eyes full of disbelief, and quickly said respectfully: "I wonder if there are any taboos in taking this food?"

Wang Lin said with a half-smile, "Just eat it raw."

The old man nodded quickly, and after making a gesture to Lu Xing, he respectfully returned to the carriage.

Lu Xing glanced at Wang Lin strangely and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you are also going to the capital, why don't you go with us?"

Wang Lin smiled slightly and said, "I want a horse!"

After hearing this, Lu Xing immediately shouted: "Sun Laoer, let your horse out!"

A young man in his twenties immediately had a bitter look on his face, got off his horse, walked over holding the horse's reins, then muttered a few words, turned around and left.