Renegade Immortal

Black, no moon.

Wang Lin was lying on the bed in the back room of the shop. Next to him, there was a wine bottle. From time to time, he picked it up and took a sip. Over the past year, Wang Lin could clearly feel that his mentality was slowly getting rid of cultivation. life, but become like ordinary people.

For example, nowadays, he rarely meditates and breathes out. This was impossible before. During those four hundred years of running away and killing, he almost always let the spiritual power in his body rotate and exhausted it. It's all time to improve your cultivation. Life is full of intrigues, the weak and the strong, and you will end up dead if you are not careful.

In fact, he almost never lay down to sleep like this. Even late at night, he only spent it in meditation.

Although this kind of life is exciting and exciting, it has more regrets and less peace. It is incomplete.

Now, there is no fighting in Wang Lin's life. Although it is dull, it is like a trickle, cleansing the soul.

This feeling was very unfamiliar to Wang Lin at first, but as time passed slowly, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived a mortal life.

After picking up the wine bottle and taking a sip, Wang Lin suddenly frowned.

At this moment, two monks came outside his shop. The two monks floated over quickly like wandering souls. With a wave of one of them's right hand, Wang Lin's shop door suddenly opened silently, and no one came out. A little sound.

The two of them quickly rushed in, and immediately after, the door of the shop was closed by the wind.

Inside the store. The eyes of these two people flashed. Staring at the wood carvings all around. There was a look of horror in his eyes. But immediately. The look of horror disappeared. Instead there is endless greed.

"There are actually so many magic weapons!" One of the monks gasped. Pick up a statue next to it. Take a closer look. His body suddenly trembled. Almost dropped the wooden sculpture.

The greed in his eyes became even stronger. A flick of his sleeve. Suddenly there were wood carvings on the shelves of the shop. One by one they fell into his storage bag.

Another monk. Then he squatted down. Rummaging around in the wooden box on the side. Then he suddenly exclaimed. He was holding a half-finished humanoid wood carving in his hand. His face suddenly turned strangely rosy. His throat was sweet. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wood carving in hand. He quickly threw her away. As if this wooden sculpture was an ancient ferocious beast, he hurriedly took a few steps back.

In fact, it's no wonder he couldn't bear it. This is a semi-finished wood carving. The person depicted is the Demon King of Six Desires.

Although it is a semi-finished product. But what is contained in this wood carving is equivalent to the spiritual power at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. This person cultivates in the alchemy period. It's simply impossible to bear.

Fortunately, he let go quickly, and the spiritual power within the wooden sculpture was not activated. Otherwise, this person would not be as simple as vomiting blood.

The moment the wooden sculpture landed on the ground, it was suddenly grabbed by an invisible big hand, and fell into the hands of Wang Lin who walked out of the back room. Wang Lin conveniently put the statue aside, holding the wine bottle in his right hand, took a sip, and said: "There are four thousand five hundred taels of gold in total, bring it."

The moment Wang Lin appeared, the two men immediately became motionless and stared at Wang Lin in horror.

Especially the monk who had just been injured by the spiritual power within the wooden sculpture was even more pale, with sweat on his forehead.

In their eyes, Wang Lin's appearance was too strange. Before they entered the store, they clearly used their spiritual senses to detect it. Although they noticed a person lying in the back room, this person was just a mortal.

But now, this mortal in their eyes appeared silently without them noticing. This was like a bolt from the blue, which shocked the two of them.

In addition to the wood carving magic weapon that appeared in the shop, no matter how stupid these two people were, they suddenly understood at this moment that the person in front of them must be a senior expert, far beyond the two of them.

The two of them looked at each other and hurriedly whispered respectfully: "See you, senior. I am a disciple of the Baiyun Sect. I have offended many people today. I hope that I will forgive you."

"Four thousand five hundred taels of gold, do you have it?" Wang Lin said in a calm voice.

The two looked at each other. As cultivators, if they were spiritual stones, they would still have some, but the currency gold and silver among mortals was not that much at this time. Of course, if they were asked to go back and prepare, then let alone four Thousands, even forty thousand, can be taken out.

Wang Lin saw what the two of them were thinking, sighed, and raised his right hand. He grabbed the storage bag from the monk's waist and lightly touched it. The monk's face suddenly turned red and he took a few steps back. He swallowed a mouthful of blood alive.

The look of respect in his eyes became even stronger, and Wang Lin's touch had already removed his consciousness.

With a slight shake, all the wooden sculptures inside flew out one after another and landed in their original positions on the surrounding shelves one by one. There was no mistake at all, as if they had not been moved.

"Go back, bring enough gold with you next time." Wang Lin said, with a casual wave of his right hand, the storage bag was immediately delivered to the monk's hands, and then their bodies were involuntarily pushed by a strong force. , and crashed towards the store door.

The moment they hit the door, the shop door suddenly opened. After the two were rolled out, the door was closed.

This volume was more than ten miles away. The two monks finally stopped.

, there was unimaginable shock and fear in their eyes. In their eyes, the young man's cultivation was unfathomable.

The two of them were silent for a while, both of them secretly saying that they were lucky. They looked at each other and then left in a hurry. These two people were the two monks in the palace.

They saw that the wood carving was extraordinary, and after questioning, they found Xu Tao who was enjoying himself, and then they came here overnight. But after experiencing the scene just now, the two of them were frightened out of their courage and did not dare to pursue the idea of ​​the store at all.

The two of them didn't know that Wang Lin's consciousness had been left on their bodies. If they had any thoughts that were not good for Wang Lin, they would be killed by the consciousness in an instant.

In fact, if these two people knew Wang Lin, they would feel quite lucky, because a year ago, their fate would have been other than death.

Wang Lin sat in the shop, took a sip of wine, sighed, and murmured to himself: "I haven't killed anyone in a year..." He shook his head, turned back to the back room, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye. This is Wang Lin's third year in Kyoto.

Daniu grew taller and taller, and his body became stronger. There were several more households around him. The owner of Kongjia Bufang also died of a serious illness, and the shop was given to others.

Some slight wrinkles gradually appeared on the faces of Daniel's parents. Although they were still young, they could not withstand the washing of time.

It is worth mentioning that in the past two years, many people from the surrounding neighbors have come forward to propose marriage, but every time, Wang Lin politely declined.

The second son of Xujia Pu also married a wife and gave birth to a fat baby. When Xu Tao came back, he respectfully came to Wang Lin and presented him with a hundred taels of gold, saying that he was filial to the prince.

In fact, in the past two years, before the Chinese New Year, Xu Tao would come with a large amount of gold. Wang Lin did not refuse and accepted it directly.

Spring passed and autumn came, the sun and the moon alternated. In the past two years, Wang Lin saw birth, old age, illness and death, and felt quite emotional in his heart.

He has only meditated twice in the past two years. He rarely even cares about his own cultivation. He has not looked inside for a long time. As for the red mist outside his body, there is only a thin layer left. layer, all condensed into three red beads, which he put into his storage bag.

According to his analysis, when the fourth red bead condenses, the red mist will completely dissipate.

Those two monks came once in the past two years. After offering a large amount of gold and silver to mortals, they took away the three wooden sculptures with great respect.

In the past two years, Wang Lin's shop has gradually become famous throughout the west of the city. Although there are not many customers, it is still much better than not opening for a year.

However, the most frequent visitors to Wang Lin's shop are not ordinary people, but monks. Basically, six out of ten people are cultivators.

Every monk who comes here buys wood carvings with mortal gold and silver. In the past two years, he has sold a lot of wood carvings. Wang Lin has accumulated a large amount of gold and silver.

There was something strange happening in the west city of Kyoto, and he gradually gained a certain reputation in the world of cultivation here.

Wang Lin has always had a peaceful mind, without any change. What he seeks is the mentality of a mortal, to understand the life of a mortal, to feel the force of the universe, the Holy King, the creation of the Holy King, the Ye, the God, the God, the Seal, the Throne, the Demon, the Arrogant Ninth Layer, the Strongest Abandoned Young Master, the Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, General Ye The God of Death, the Divine Seal Throne, asks for the Demonic Throne, the most powerful and abandoned young master in the Ninth Layer of Heaven, the Great Zhou Royal Family, the powerful general of heaven and earth, kills the God of Death at night. The most powerful abandoned young master of the Nine Heavens, the Great Zhou Royal Family, is reincarnated in the way of heaven. The shop is just a tool for him to understand the way of heaven, and so is the wood carving.

At this time, seeing the New Year approaching, the city of Kyoto was filled with joy. Wang Lin walked out of the shop and sat at the door of the shop, looking at the passers-by outside, with deep memories in his eyes.

This is the third year he has spent in Kyoto. Every time he feels the martial arts, the Holy King, the Holy King, the Holy King, the Night Kill God, the Divine Seal, the throne, the demon, the proud one, the Ninth Layer, the strongest abandoned young man, the Great Zhou Royal Family, the Night Kill God, the God. Seal the throne, ask for the devil, proud of the world, the ninth level of heaven, the strongest abandoned young man, the great Zhou royal family, martial arts, will kill the god at night, seal the throne of the devil, proud of the world, the ninth level of heaven, the strongest, abandoned young man, great Zhou royal family, create the god, night killing god, seal the throne, seek for the devil, proud of the world, the ninth level of heaven The strongest abandoned boy, the Zhou royal family, are all different, but one thing is unique, and that is the nostalgia for childhood.

In the iron shop directly opposite the shop, Daniel ran out quickly, holding some fireworks in his hands, playing excitedly. Seeing Daniel, Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of happiness. This child, in the past three years, has almost become He watched him grow up, from an eleven-year-old child to a fourteen-year-old boy.

Last year, Daniel couldn't stand his father's nagging and started learning to make iron tools. However, when he had free time, he would still go to Wang Lin to watch him make wood carvings.

Although Daniel doesn't come often, he still has a bottle of fruit wine every day.

As the fireworks were set off, Da Niu shouted loudly, ran to Wang Lin, and sat down on the cold wooden bench next to him. He didn't feel cold, but winked and said: "Uncle Wang, I heard from my father a few days ago. He said, Shopkeeper Lu from the east wants to betroth his daughter to you, why don’t you agree? I have secretly seen his daughter, and she looks really good."

Wang Lin smiled slightly, touched Daniel's head and said, "Uncle has a wife."

"Ah? Really? Then why haven't I seen it before?" The big guy stood up suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face.

"She is waiting for me far away. One day, I will go find her." Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of tenderness, and a female figure appeared in his mind.

"I understand, Uncle Wang, you must have come to Kyoto to do business and plan to make a lot of money so that you can go back and marry a wife." Daniel said with a smile.