Renegade Immortal

There is a young man in the sword light. This man has a dignified appearance and extraordinary handsomeness. He is dressed in leather. Although the clothes are somewhat different from those of monks from other countries, he has a refreshing look.

The third disciple standing aside, the woman's eyes immediately brightened up, and she softly shouted: "Senior Brother is back!"

As for the second disciple who climbed up from more than ten feet away, a trace of gloom flashed across his eyes, and he immediately changed to a look of joy.

Wang Lin could tell from the memory of the Dan-Jie monk that the Dan-Jie monk admired this eldest disciple, and that he and the Dan-Jie monk were more or less related by blood and belonged to the same branch of the family.

This eldest disciple can barely be regarded as a genius. In less than a hundred years, he has reached the Great Perfection state of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and is only one step away from forming the elixir.

However, according to the memory of the Danjie monk, the reason why he liked this eldest disciple was precisely because of his appearance. The Danjie monk planned to marry this person with a female monk who was in the later stage of Danjie to form a double cultivator, so that both parties could achieve the goal. alliance.

Wang Lin just swept away this kind of thing and didn't pay attention. At this time, the sword light was already approaching and landed in front of the Ice and Snow Tower. The eldest disciple lifted up his clothes, knelt on one knee on the ground, and said loudly: "Disciple sees Master, fortunately In disgrace, I found the hiding place of the remnants of the four sects!"

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and his heart moved. There was a description of this incident in the memory of the alchemy monk. The reason why the eldest disciple went out was because in recent days, mortals had reacted and met a mysterious person who did not seem to be from the Snowy Land.

So the Danjie monk sent his chief disciple to investigate the matter.

This kind of thing has happened not once in the past few years. Generally speaking, the remnants of the four sects, no matter how high their cultivation level was back then, will still be severely damaged by the erosion of this strange ice and snow for several years.

Even so. But it cannot be taken lightly. This is usually the case. They all report to the Ice and Snow Temple. The temple will naturally send people to deal with it.

This kind of thing. The temple is extremely enthusiastic. Reported almost today. Tomorrow is coming.

Wang Lin pondered for a while. Eyes calm. Slowly he said: "Lead the way!"

The eldest disciple was startled. I've encountered this before. Master never takes risks himself. But he couldn't ask more questions. So he nodded quickly. Get up and lead the way.

The second disciple and the third disciple. The two looked at each other. He hesitated. He also followed. After all, the master has already left in person. If they don't go. There might be trouble in the future.

then.

Just bite the bullet. Follow Wang Lin.

A group of four people turned into four rays of sword light and flew towards the distance. After a short time, the eldest disciple stopped, pointed to an ice and snow mountain in front of him, and said: "The disciple saw the man disappearing here through the flying snow and ice sculptures." , presumably there is a hiding place for them under this iceberg."

Wang Lin's consciousness swept away, and although his expression was as usual, his eyes were focused.

"You three are waiting here!" After leaving a message, Wang Lin flew forward.

In his spiritual consciousness, he noticed that there was a forbidden formation under the iceberg, and there were two fluctuations of spiritual consciousness in it. One of them was just in the elixir-forming stage, and the other one was quite weird, and occasionally formed elixirs. , sometimes Yuanying, and sometimes even emit waves of spiritual transformation.

There is only one explanation for this phenomenon, and that is that this person is already on the verge of losing his spiritual consciousness and cultivating his skills, and is in chaos.

Wang Lin's body landed on the iceberg. In an instant, his whole body sank in, and then he quickly moved towards the restriction.

Soon, he came to the restricted place. As long as it was restricted, Wang Lin was not afraid. He glanced briefly and saw that the structure of the restriction was already intentional. He waved his right hand and created a restricted aperture, and the two restrictions suddenly merged. state.

Wang Lin rushed forward, stepped over the restriction calmly, and entered inside.

As soon as he entered, he saw the sword light waving in front of him, and more than a dozen flying swords turned into sword energy and came speeding towards him.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, his right hand seemingly casually pointed in the void, and he whispered: "Life!"

The artistic conception of life and death derived from the multiplication of the heavenly way of reincarnation suddenly condensed on Wang Lin's finger under a single tap. This slight touch contained the heavenly way, just like the immortal guiding the way, and the understatement contained a mystery.

An exclamation of surprise came from the sword light. The flying swords were strangely out of control one by one, connected into a circle, and hovered around Wang Lin's fingertips.

There was even a trace of crystal light on the sword. Under the nourishment of this crystal light, these flying swords seemed to be reborn, emitting spiritual power several times more powerful than before.

However, all the spiritual consciousness on it was wiped away by the power of heaven.

Wang Lin's eyes revealed a strange light and fell on a young man not far away with a look of horror on his face. The man was stunned and spoke.

Behind the young man, on an ice bed, sat a pale old man cross-legged. The man's eyes were tightly closed, and the color of his face changed from green to red.

With a flick of Wang Lin's fingertips, the dozen or so flying swords immediately paused and fell to the ground one after another, letting out waves of surrendering sword sounds.

The young man came to his senses at this time, with a look of grief and anger on his face, clenched his fists, and said sternly: "You destroyed my home, and now you are here to hunt me down. Do you have to kill us all? If you kill us today, it will come tomorrow." If the day comes, someone will definitely come to destroy your Snow Country!"

There was deep resentment in this person's voice, which penetrated to the bone!

Wang Lin glanced at the young man and his eyes fell on the old man behind him.

The young man immediately moved to block Wang Lin's gaze and looked at Wang Lin. After a moment of silence, he knelt on the ground with a thud, biting his lower lip, blood dripping down his face. He said bitterly: "Don't kill my master, kill me! I am Young Master of the Shui Mo Sect, if you capture me and take me back, you will definitely achieve meritorious service. As long as you let my master go, I will go with you willingly, otherwise, you will only get my body!"

Although his eyes were calm, he was moved by it. He looked at the young man, then looked at him, and said slowly: "Why did you trade yourself for your master's life?"

The young man was silent. After a long time, he said bitterly: "Master, if I hadn't been involved, he would have left long ago. It was all me, in order to save me..."

"Huan'er, get up, this person is not a snow monk." The old man, who was sitting cross-legged on the ice bed, slowly opened his eyes.

The young man was startled, but his face immediately showed joy. He stood up and said with excitement on his face: "Master, you...you're awake!"

Wang Lin glanced at the elder, clasped his fists and said, "Junior, please see the seniors of the Ink Sect!"

The old man coughed a few times, and the blue and red color on his face became more intense. Wang Lin's mood of life and death could naturally be seen at a glance. There was a death energy hovering around the old man's body, and he was obviously on his deathbed.

The old man raised his head, looked at Wang Lin, and said slowly: "Little friend, I am injured, so I apologize for the inconvenience of greeting you. I wonder what is going on here, little friend?"

Wang Lin sighed softly and said: "Senior's hiding place has been discovered by the monks in the Snow Region, so it's better to leave!" After saying that, he remained silent for a while, took out a bottle of elixir from his storage bag, and sent it forward. The elixir landed lightly on the ice bed.

"Senior is too seriously injured. This bottle of elixir can't cure it, but it should be able to relieve the pain of losing strength. It allows senior to stay away from here. The world is so big that there may be another chance to recover."

The old man smiled slightly, without even looking at the elixir, and said: "Little friend, although I don't know which sect you are a disciple of, but do you know that if I wanted to leave, I could just leave back then. Even now, I will definitely be able to leave if I try my best to speed up my practice, but do you know why I don’t leave?”

Wang Lin was silent and shook his head gently.

"This is my home! I was born here, and I will die here!" Although the old voice was soft, at this moment, there was an unspeakable aura that enveloped the whole body.

Wang Lin glanced at this man and stopped talking. Instead, he clasped his fists and turned to leave. The purpose of his coming here was not to kill, but to help.

After all, he has lived in the Four Factions Alliance for more than thirty years and witnessed the invasion of the Snow Monks with his own eyes. Although he cannot change the facts, he will still help when he is within his ability.

The moment Wang Lin turned around and left, Lao lowered his head and glanced at the elixir, sighed, and suddenly flicked his right hand, and a fan with only two feathers flew out of his sleeve.

"Little friend, this treasure is given to you, but it is a gift of medicine and karma!"

After Wang Lin caught the fan, his expression changed. He remembered this treasure very deeply. When the nine people from the four factions alliance killed the woman in white, she used this fan. Wang Lin remembered, After the woman died, the fan was put away by one of the monks who was in the later stage of incarnation.

He turned around and took a closer look at the old man, and immediately recognized that this person was one of the most powerful monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation!

All the honors I once had have become distant memories...

Wang Lin left, walking out of the iceberg with a complicated mood. The three disciples did not dare to ask, but followed him silently.

Not long after Wang Lin left, two people, an old man and a young man, walked out of the iceberg. They glanced at the place where Wang Lin disappeared and quickly left the iceberg.

At the border, the old man slapped the boundary-protecting light curtain with his palm, opened a gap, cut out half of the medicine bottle, and handed it to the young man, with a look of kindness in his eyes, and said in a harmonious voice: "Let's go, from now on, we will have to It's up to you, Master can't protect you..."

The young man's eyes were filled with sadness, as if he wanted to say something. When the old man waved his sleeve, he was sent out of the light curtain, and then the light curtain returned to normal.

The young man stared at his master outside the light curtain, kneeling on the ground, his eyes were red, and his voice was tearing: "Master!!!"

The old man laughed and swallowed half the bottle of elixir in his hand. Then his aura continued to rise. At this moment, he returned to his previous peak, although it was only temporary!

He flicked his sleeves and his body suddenly moved. His target was the Ice and Snow Temple in the heart of the Snow Country!

Even if you die, you must die in your hometown, and even if you die, you must die protecting the country!

All the honors I once had have become distant memories...

Fallen in the fire, he must be the immortal phoenix... Even if his wings are burned, he will still aim to fly in heaven...

Closing a door seems to throw away a whole world.

The memory of the past has become distant from now on.

The quicksand in the wind no longer fills the dream space, and the whimpering Qiang flute is left swirling desolately.

Closing a door seems to cut off a time and space.

Of the glorious past, only the praises of future generations remain.

Yesterday's singing lost the resonance, the murmuring, and the sound of the piano.

Opening a window is like embracing a ray of sunshine.

Today’s dream has become tomorrow’s hope.

Ordinary you and me also need wonderful publicity and unrepentant pursuit to experience the martial arts, the Holy King of Heaven and Earth, the creation of the Holy King, the night-killing god, the divine seal, the throne of seeking demons, the arrogance of the world, the strongest abandonment in the ninth heaven, the great Zhou royal family, the night-killing 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, the great Zhou royal family, create the god, night killing god, seal the throne, seek for the devil, proud of the world, ninth level of heaven The strongest abandonment of the great Zhou royal family is the majesty of the world.

Opening a window is like welcoming a spring breeze.

The shattered nothingness awakens the confusion of the past.

Fallen in the fire, he must be the immortal phoenix. Even if his wings are burned, he still aims to fly in heaven!

(The last paragraph, not counting the number of words, is a poem I wrote in C7. When I wrote this chapter, I felt a little bitter in my heart. The artistic conception of this poem is quite similar, so I searched it on Baidu, and I didn’t expect it. The poem is still being reprinted by some people, so I wrote it. This was original at the time and absolutely true!)