Renegade Immortal

Qingling Star, in the northwest, is a vast desert. There are a large number of fairy jade placed on the ground in a certain order. These fairy jade form a huge formation.

In the formation, Wang Lin sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed in. Every time he breathed, a large amount of immortal energy would be emitted from the formation and inhaled into Wang Lin's body.

Over and over again, the immortal power in his body was slowly solidifying.

Aiming for Dzogchen is not unattainable for monks who aspire to be the leader, but not many can reach this step. The reason is not the artistic conception or the fairy jade, but the lack of power!

If the original power of heaven and earth is combined with Wushen when the time comes to aspire for the title, and the elemental power is insufficient, then even if the title can be achieved, it will not be successful in the end.

Similarly, even if the power is sufficient, if during the period of striving for the highest level of cultivation, once the injury is too serious and the soul is injured, so that the power that merges with Wu Shen is lost, then it will still not be able to reach perfection in the end.

It can be said that powerlessness is the key point of the first step of spiritual cultivation!

In addition, aspiring monks are unable to absorb the powerlessness between heaven and earth and cannot replenish it, so naturally there are not many who are perfect.

At this moment, Wang Lin's Yuanli has reached the limit of integration with Yuanshen through the training of Lei Chi, meeting the most basic requirements. With the sublimation of his artistic conception, it drives the cultivation in his body. As he absorbs a large amount of immortal energy, he is on his way to aspire to the top. Dzogchen, the slow crossing approaches.

However, the amount of immortal energy required for the first step of cultivating the Tao to perfection is a terrifying amount. After a year of continuous absorption, Wang Lin's immortal jade was all used up. He took out the immortal liquid from the storage bag without hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp.

The immortal liquid entered his body, and with a strong drunkenness, Wang Lin's whole body emitted mist. This mist contained a scent of wine and spread around.

At the same time, the immortal liquid turned into majestic immortal power, flowing through Wang Lin's body like a powerful thrust, quickly pushing his cultivation towards the Great Perfection.

When one's thoughts come to fruition, the immortality moves with the aura. This is the description of the perfection of aspiration. One's own artistic conception is complete and there is no flaw in it. The Taoist heart is firm, and the immortal power in the body is agile and full. Even the breath seems to contain immortal energy.

In the 19th year and eight months since Wang Lin came to Qingling Star, he achieved success!

Within countless miles, with Wang Lin's successful march to the throne, all the fairy jade turned into fly ash, and the wilderness on the ground was now growing green, and from a distance, it looked full of life.

Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes.

Containing the sky, there are clouds and smoke floating by.

"Thousands of years of cultivating Taoism, finally reaching perfection..." Zhi Lin exhaled, with a smile on his lips.

Thinking back to a thousand years ago, the little man under the Hengyue Sect was now the Suzakuzi who had already passed the first step of his cultivation. I am afraid that no one on the Suzaku Planet would be able to imagine this.

Wang Lin did not stand up, but touched the storage bag with his right hand. A shining golden fairy pen appeared in his hand. Wang Lin held it with one hand and started drawing casually in front of him like dancing and splashing ink.

His previous limit was seven strokes of runes. Now he completed it in one go. When the seven strokes fell, he wrote one stroke again. The eight strokes of the writing emitted a dazzling golden light, like the brilliant sun. When people look at it, they will be photographed. Go to mind.

"The power of the eight strokes is much higher than before!" Wang Lin's eyes were calm. At this moment, he did not look like a monk, but like a Confucian scholar who had read virtuous books.

When he finished writing, the writing disappeared, and the soul contained in it returned to Wang Lin's body.

Wang Lin stood up, stepped forward, and disappeared without a trace.

Half a month later, a bolt of lightning rushed out from Qingling Star and shot straight into the sky. In the lightning, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the back of the thunder beast, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

At this moment, all the monks in Qingling Star raised their heads one after another, with respectful expressions, and a sense of relief, as if the invisible pressure gradually disappeared with Wang Lin's departure.

Before leaving, Wang Lin took away the Immortality Fruit grown in the past ten years and another batch of resentment jade slips. The spring soul in his underworld already showed signs of condensation and awakening.

Thunder roared, and Wang Lin left the Qingling Star where he had lived for nearly twenty years.

This is his cave. After taking the Thunder Cauldron, he will naturally come back. It will be safer to go to the Thunder Immortal World from here.

Thunder rumbled and galloped away in the starry sky. Wang Lin opened his eyes on the thunder beast and said in deep thought.

If you want to go to the Thunder Immortal Realm, you must have a Thunder Cauldron. Without this thing, there will be no way to go to the Thunder Immortal Realm. Wang Lin naturally knows this.

However, this Luotian Star Territory is different from the Alliance Star Territory. The Thunder Cauldrons are not scattered, but appear uniformly in the Thunder Immortal Palace for some unknown reason. The people of the Thunder Immortal Palace will divide them into one or several according to the strength of each cultivation family. wait.

There are only three months until the Thunder Immortal Realm is officially opened. It is time for each family to obtain the Thunder Cauldron. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Since there is no thunder cauldron, let's grab one!" Wang Lin put his right hand on the thunder beast's head and patted it gently. The thunder beast immediately raised its head and roared, with an expression that seemed to be enjoying it.

In fact, if you look for Shen Gonghu, you may be able to get the Thunder Cauldron. However, Shen Gonghu's cultivation level is too high. If he meets him frequently, there may be flaws. Therefore, Wang Lin does not want to find this person unless it is a serious matter.

It is impossible for every monk who enters the Thunder Immortal World to be a monk who has taken the second step. After all, there are not many who have taken the second step. Most of the entrants are often in the stage of infant transformation and aspiration. Cultivation.

In the southern region of Luotian, Wang Lin had the jade slip left by Shen Gonghu and found a cultivation star. Wang Lin did not pay attention to the name of this star. The jade slip of Shen Gonghu once said that there are two cultivation families on this star. Every time a thunderstorm occurs, When the Immortal Realm opens, both families will get one or two thunder tripods. Moreover, no one in these two cultivating families has ever cultivated to perfection.

After arriving at this cultivation star, Wang Lin swept his consciousness and saw that the two powerful cultivation families on this planet were not there, so he floated in the starry sky and meditated with his eyes closed.

Time passed slowly, and one month before the Fairyland of Thunder opened, in front of Wang Lin, more than a dozen rainbows whizzed over like shooting stars.

Among the more than ten monks who came back, one of them reached the Yinxu realm, and the rest were either aspirants or infant transformations.

They came roaring at extremely fast speeds, but they stopped immediately not far away. Their eyes instantly fell on Wang Lin in front of them.

The monk who reached the realm of Yin Deficiency is an old man. This man has a silver head and a sparkling light in his eyes. He does not have much energy in his body and has not yet solidified. It is obvious that he has just reached the realm of Yin Deficiency, and the time is definitely not long. He He took a step forward and looked at Wang Lin carefully, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. "Mr. Messenger, why do you want to come to my altar?" the old man said in a deep voice.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, his brows furrowed unnoticeably, the sunlight was calm, and he said with a frown, "Are you taking the Thunder Cauldron back?"

The old man's expression changed and he said, "That's right. Please tell me what's going on, Sir Envoy!"

"I need a thunder tripod!" Wang Lin said flatly.

The old man looked at Wang Lin and laughed after a long time. There was a hint of arrogance in his laughter. He flashed his eyes and shouted: "When I went to Lei Xian Palace this time, I heard that someone pretending to be the messenger of Lei Xian Palace appeared. I originally thought that This is ridiculous talk. After seeing you as a junior today, I have already confirmed that you are the fake one!"

"Oh?" Wang Lin looked as usual and glanced at the old man calmly.

The old man sneered and said: "Those who are the envoys of the Thunder Immortal Palace have a large number of dependent cultivator families. It is extremely easy to obtain a mere thunder tripod. Besides, I have seen all the envoys of the Thunder Immortal Palace in the Luotian South Territory. You are extremely strange!

More importantly, this time the Thunder Immortal Realm opens, all the Thunder Immortal Palace envoys gather in the Thunder Immortal Palace, and they will not come out until the Thunder Immortal Realm opens! "

Wang Lin nodded and stopped talking nonsense. After standing up, the shadow moved, and the Immortal Guard puppet suddenly appeared. In one step, he walked away directly, with golden light all over his body, and punched out.

This punch brought a large amount of sonic boom, which went straight towards the old man.

Old Man Yun's expression changed. He just saw that Wang Lin's cultivation was to achieve the Great Perfection. Even the thunder beast that Wang Lin sat down on, he thought it was a false thing and didn't take it to heart. However, he thought that the other party actually There are such puppets.

With a cold snort, the old man made a secret with his right hand and pointed forward, and a black flame suddenly appeared in his hand. Under a group of people, the flame immediately dispersed and turned into countless scorching spots, filling the surroundings like stars. .

The tribesmen around him had already dispersed, watching from a distance.

The Immortal Guard Puppet didn't care about those flame points at all. Let them fall on him, not only did his speed not slow down, but it became faster. His fist brought the roar of distance, and he came to the old man in one step. When he fell, a line was formed. The air dragon breaks through the air and shoots out.

The old man's complexion turned olive, and he immediately stepped back. At the same time, he made a hand seal with his hands, and with a flame shield, he immediately appeared in front of him. The Immortal Guard's fist landed on the flame shield, causing a huge rumbling sound.

Cracks immediately appeared on the flame shield and it collapsed instantly.

As the voice echoed, the old man turned pale and retreated. As for the Immortal Guard puppet, he also took a few steps back due to the force of the backlash, and a black flame burned along his arm and spread throughout his body.

"I just want a thunder tripod!" Wang Lin looked at the old man with a calm expression.

The old man stared at Wang Lin. The puppet's punch just now shocked him. Without using his powerless magical power, it would be impossible to defeat the puppet whose cultivation level was comparable to his.

"This person possesses such a puppet. He is definitely not an ordinary person. Even if he pretends to be an envoy from the Thunder Immortal Palace, he has nothing to do with me. It's just... If you just hand over a Thunder Cauldron, my Zhang family will lose all face... "The old man felt a little embarrassed in his heart. If Wang Lin reached the second step in his cultivation, maybe the old man would agree. After all, their family has obtained three thunder tripods this time. It is not impossible to give one away, but now if he is aspired to the throne by a big one, The consummate monk asked for it and handed it over directly, but it made him embarrassed. Wang Lin didn't want to talk nonsense with him. Although this person's cultivation was somewhat beyond his expectation, the opponent had just entered the realm of Yinxu and was not yet stable. Wang Lin was now striving for the Great Perfection, and with the addition of magical powers and magic weapons, the battle was Not difficult.

He patted the storage bag, and immediately a mountain stone appeared in his hand. After the stone appeared, it immediately transformed and turned into a huge fairy mountain. The fairy power on it was rich, and there was a hint of coercion in it.

Wang Lin pressed his right hand on it, and the rock suddenly shook, and an aura of vicissitudes of life emitted from it. This aura was condensed under the main Lin's right hand. When he raised it, he saw a trace of mist gathering quickly. , forming a fist-sized fog.

When the old man saw this scene, his expression changed drastically, and he stepped back without hesitation, with horror in his eyes, and said in a voiceless voice: "The spirit is coming!! You are only the first step monk to achieve perfection, how could you possibly perform such a feat?" Supernatural powers!”

Wang Lin's sunlight was flat, and he pushed forward with his right hand. The mist flew out instantly, carrying a strong pressure, and went straight to the old man. At the same time, Wang Lin moved his body, followed the mist, and raised his right hand. , a bolt of thunder condensed in his hand, and in an instant, a roar of thunder came from the starry sky. In the flash of electric light, a bolt of thunder and lightning condensed into substance on Wang Lin's right hand.

At this moment, Wang Lin was like the immortal who controlled thunder and lightning, holding lightning in his hand, walking toward the old man in the cold sunlight.

The old man's expression changed drastically, and he stepped back again. He made a hand seal and immediately placed it between his eyebrows. In a moment, his eyebrows squirmed. In an instant, a gap opened in the middle, as if he had a third eye!

His face was red, and the blood all over his body was flowing rapidly, and it seemed that it suddenly condensed on his face. The energy in his body also flowed crazily, and condensed with the blood between his eyebrows.

Like tearing apart, at the moment when huge pain appeared all over the old man's body, the third eye between his eyebrows slowly opened, and a low roar came from the old man's mouth. He stared at Wang Lin, and pressed his hands to Double holes on your own ears!

Suddenly, the third eye between his eyebrows opened wide in an instant, and a red light emitted from it, forming a fan shape and spreading rapidly forward.

Wang Lin's expression changed. He realized that the opponent's magical power was too weird. He slowed down slightly. At this moment, the soul of the fairy mountain approached the old man, but it happened to be the moment when the opponent's third eye opened.

In the red light, the soul of the fairy mountain disintegrated quickly. Wang Lin's eyes narrowed at this scene, and the lightning on his right hand was thrown out without hesitation.

As the thunder roared, lightning roared out and headed straight for the old man. The old man was already a little unable to use this mysterious Yuanli power. After all, he had just reached Yin Deficiency less than two years ago, and he was too weak.

At this moment, the red light in the third eye only lasted for three breaths, and then it couldn't bear it anymore. The third eye automatically closed and dissipated.

When the lightning and the mountain soul that had not completely disintegrated came, the old man gritted his teeth, took down the storage bag, took out something, and raised it above his head!

Wang Lin grabbed the air with his left hand and took the object in the old man's hand. This object was the thunder cauldron!

After receiving the thunder tripod, Wang Lin did not leave, but looked at the old man with a strange light in his eyes, and said slowly: "Can you exchange your previous magical powers with me?"