Renegade Immortal

The silhouette of the figure dissipated, and the mist turned into a staircase, spreading upwards from in front of Wang Lin, with no end in sight. Wang Lin took a deep breath, with a decisive look in his eyes, stepped on the staircase, and walked up, step by step, as he continued to move forward. The stairs behind him slowly disappeared.

At this moment, hiding. On the fragmented continent outside the Pinge, the three old men were talking. Suddenly, a light flashed on the Collection Pavilion. The light became more and more intense, almost blinding.

The old man from the Chen family cast his eyes on the ray of light and said flatly: "This fellow Taoist Xu's immortal fate is about to begin, but I don't know what kind of immortal skills he can obtain on the fourth level!"

The monk surnamed Lu who lost his body nodded when he heard the words and said: "There is some connection between cultivation and immortality. Although it is not big, it can also have an effect at a certain time. I am afraid that this person is in the fourth level. You can get better magic."

The last monk named Song did not speak, but stared at the light on the collection pavilion, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Something's wrong!"

Chen and Lu were startled, looked at Mupin Pavilion, and immediately changed their expressions.

All I see is hiding. On Pinge, after the first ray of light, four more rays of light appeared, running parallel to them, straight into the sky, and a ring of ripples spread in the sky in all directions. Looking up from the ground, this scene Extremely spectacular.

"Five rays of light, this person actually entered the fifth floor!!" The monk surnamed Lu, who had lost his body, looked straight at the five rays of light, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"It seems that we have all underestimated this fellow Daoist Xu. This person's cultivation is definitely at the pinnacle of the Yangshi Realm. I am afraid that even if he stepped into the Nirvana with half a foot, he would barely reach the standard for entering the fifth level!" Song surnamed The monk had an undetectable flash in his eyes.

The monk surnamed Chen frowned and said slowly: "If his cultivation reaches Peeping Nirvana, it is impossible to enter the Immortal World of Thunder, unless...

Before he could finish speaking, Nazang suddenly spoke. Light appeared again on Pinge. This time, there were two rays, which shot directly into the sky and were equal to the other five.

The seven rainbows piercing the sky were extremely majestic, but when they fell into the eyes of the three people, they were stunned.

"Impossible, seven rays of light, this is the seventh level, impossible..." The old man surnamed Song stared blankly at the sky, murmuring, with shock in his eyes.

The monk surnamed Lu who had lost his body was also stiff in spirit. He stared blankly at the seven rays of light, his mind going blank.

As for the monk surnamed Chen, this was even more true. The shock in his eyes was extremely strong, and he murmured: "Enter the seventh level.

What kind of cultivation level is needed... It is impossible for Xu Mu's cultivation level to be like this. Could it be... Could this person really be the kind of peerless immortal who can enter the seventh level without even needing a test? The three of them were stunned. In, in Tibet. From the Pin Pavilion, two more rainbows flew out, and nine rainbows went deep into the sky. In the eyes of the three people, this scene was like a series of thunderous explosions.

The three of them couldn't say a word, they just stared at the sky blankly.

If they talk about Five Rainbows, they can understand that Xu Mu's cultivation level may be slightly hidden. Although they are a little surprised to enter the fifth level, they can reluctantly accept it. But after the seven rainbows appeared, they were shocked, but they couldn't believe that Xu Mu was hiding. Cultivation.

Especially the final nine rainbows shocked them even more. All of this can only be explained by the great immortal fate. Apart from that, there is no second choice.

The impact that the Nine Rainbows brought to the three of them was really too great. You must know that even the ancestors of their respective families had the most time to seal the fragmented continent when the Thunder Fairy World was first opened, that is, they entered It’s just the eighth floor.

No one can enter the ninth floor.

As Wang Lin walked, the stairs under his feet reached the end. As soon as he took a step, his eyes immediately brightened up. He was in an attic.

This attic is not big. There are more than ten wooden grids on the left and right walls. Inside each one, there is a fairy jade, which emits a soft light.

On the wall directly in front, there is a painting hanging. There is a tree in the painting. Half of the tree's leaves are withered and yellow. Under the tree, a boy is sitting, as if he is sitting cross-legged and meditating.

In the blank space in the upper left corner of this painting, there is a sentence written in ink.

"Call the wind and rain and spread the beans to form an army. The earth will crack and the mountains will collapse. The cloudy moon will be sunny."

Looking at this painting, Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, unable to discern the clues in it. When it came to the sentence about painting J1, he found it very interesting.

"To summon wind and rain, these are probably two magical powers. Sowing beans and forming soldiers is also one magical power. As for the second half of the sentence, the ground cracks and mountains collapse, it is the same as the previous one to summon wind and rain, except that the cloudy moon has a clear sky, so what does it mean...

Unable to see through its meaning, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and looked around the room. The room was extremely simple. There was not even a table. There was only a stone futon on the ground, which was deeply sunken. It was obvious that It was caused by people meditating on it for many years.

Wang Lin took a few steps forward and took a closer look at the futon. This thing was extremely ordinary and nothing surprising. However, when Wang Lin touched it, he was shocked to find that his hand actually penetrated the futon.

Wang Lin frowned slightly and looked at the grids on the left and right sides. After a moment, his expression became gloomy.

The previous joy was suddenly gone.

Although there are fairy jade in the grids on the left and right sides, the fairy jade is like a futon. They are all illusory objects and do not exist at all.

Under observation, Wang Lin smiled bitterly. He found that everything and all the items here could only be seen, but could not be touched. It's like being in an illusion.

"If I had known this, I might as well have gone to the fourth floor. It would never be like this!" Wang Lin frowned and looked around the room. Finally, his eyes fell on the painting in front of him and he pondered for a moment. , Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he sat cross-legged on the ground, staring straight at the day, and his whole body sank.

"The ninth floor that the Immortal Lord can come to is by no means that simple. Maybe this illusory scene seems like this to me, but in the eyes of the Immortal Lord, it can be obtained by just raising your hand. So here, put It’s a little strange to have such a painting.”

Wang Lin looked at the painting carefully.

As time passed, Wang Lin's mentality slowly calmed down. He was unwilling to get nothing on the ninth floor. After analysis, this painting here is likely to be the key.

He simply relaxed his mind and looked at the painting with all his concentration, hoping to find clues in it.

Gradually, Wang Lin's expression became calm. He could hardly turn his eyes away. His whole body and mind were integrated into the painting, silently comprehending it. As time passed, Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes.

Although he closed his eyes, the painting still appeared in his mind. He seemed to have a feeling that he had entered the painting. After a long time, he opened his eyes and murmured to himself: "No... There is a barrier that prevents me from truly integrating into the painting."

After pondering for a moment, his eyes suddenly focused and fell on the boy under the tree.

He clearly remembered that this boy was just meditating and breathing, and his hands did not have any marks. But at this moment, the hands of the boy in the painting were pinching marks.

This sight made Wang Lin perk up and observe carefully.

Time passed again, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye. Under careful observation, Wang Lin found that the boy's handprints would change every two or three hours. However, the changes were extremely slight. If one did not pay full attention to them, they would change. Fingers are difficult to find at all.

For seven days, Wang Lin memorized all the boy's handprints. On the eighth day, he crossed his legs on the ground, made hand seals, and immediately typed out all the handprints. Following the handprints, the whole attic suddenly shook. , Wang Lin stopped immediately after being startled, looked around carefully, pondered for a moment, and then continued to make fingerprints.

Similarly, when the handprint appeared again, the entire attic shook again, as if it was shrinking. This phenomenon surprised Wang Lin. The handprints sped up, but the unloading of the attic stopped after shaking a few times. Puzzled, Wang Lin looked at the painting, and the hand seals became faster and faster. He gradually felt as if his body was dissipating, and his whole mind was drifting towards the painting.

When the last handprint was made, Wang Lin felt a bang in his head, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground. His soul was shaken, his vision blurred, and he became dizzy.

When his vision became clear, Wang Lin was immediately shaken and looked around blankly.

There is nothingness all around, and behind him is a big tree. Half of the tree is withered and yellow. At this moment, there is a breeze blowing, and the leaves are swaying and making a rustling sound.

Looking down, Wang Lin found that he was actually wearing a Taoist robe. He entered the painting and turned into the boy in the painting! This scene was too strange. Wang Lin stood up and looked at the sky. He saw several black ink marks in the sky above the right side. Those ink marks were clearly the ones he saw outside the painting. Calling for wind and rain, scattering beans and forming soldiers, the earth will crack and mountains collapse, and the moon will be clear."

Under Wang Lin's gaze, this line of words immediately changed, forming droplets of ink, falling from the sky like rain and falling all around. In an instant, the nothingness around them disappeared, replaced by noisy sounds.

I saw a figure transforming into nothingness. None of these people could see their faces clearly, but after they appeared one by one, they immediately sat down cross-legged. In the end, almost all of them were densely packed with human figures around Wang Lin.

There were bursts of soft conversations, but strangely, Wang Lin could hear them, but he couldn't hear them clearly.

After a moment, all the noise suddenly disappeared, and in the void, a person walked out. This person's whole body was also blurry, but his appearance immediately filled the surroundings with a pressure.

This person was floating in the air, sitting cross-legged, as if smiling, and a voice came out clearly.

"Today Xiaoyaozi opened the painting for the first time in the collection of the Immortal Pavilion. The Immortal Lord polished the brushes and asked me to come and watch. He simply invited all the immortal friends to gather together and listen to my lectures while painting. This is my way!"

As the man spoke, he raised his right hand, and immediately there was a roar of cracking wind. This wind turned into black and filled the sky. When it swept across, it immediately turned into nine black dragons. The roar of the dragons and the huge momentum immediately caused the color of the world to change. , especially when the black wind was blowing across the sky, the nine black dragons opened their mouths together and spit out a dark wind. Such incredible power almost made people feel like their lives were like candles. Once blown by this wind, people would be instantly destroyed by fire. ! It was as if all the spirits in the world could collapse and die if blown by this wind. The strange power contained in it was beyond Wang Lin's imagination.

"This is Breathing Wind! The Great Way is simple, Breathing Wind is like this, it can blow the fire of all spirits!"

Wang Lin's mind was even more shaken. An unimaginable pain kept coming, as if he was about to be torn into pieces. His soul immediately collapsed and fell into pieces.

At this moment, a soft force emerged from nothingness, and rolled up Wang Lin's shattered soul. A clear voice laughed and said: "The Immortal Emperor's technique is extraordinary. This technique Breathing the Wind, I wrote this as the title on Xiaoyaozi's painting. This painting is in my collection. On the ninth floor of Pinxian Pavilion, if you are destined to be immortal in the future, you will understand the painting and understand it. Can you understand this skill clearly? , it all depends on his fate!"

At the same time as this voice appeared, Wang Lin's broken spirit was rolled up, as if it had become ink, and he wrote two words with a swipe of a pen.

"Call the wind!"

At the same time, a strong force came out from these two words. Wang Lin's soul regrouped and was ejected. His eyes flashed as he flew out of the painting and returned to his body lying on the ground in the attic room. .

Wang Lin was shaken and opened his eyes with horror in his eyes. The lingering sound from the painting was still lingering in his ears.

"Is this an immortal fate..." Wang Lin took a deep breath and stared blankly at the paintings on the wall. Everything just now felt extremely real to him.

"Immortal Emperor... Immortal Lord... and Xiaoyaozi who painted..." Wang Lin stared at the painting, but at this moment he finally saw that the style of this painting was different from what he saw in the storage space. The painting is obviously in the hands of the same person! After sitting there for a long time, Wang Lin stood up and left without even looking at the fairy jade in the surrounding grids. Compared with the magical skills he had obtained in his mind at the moment, everything on the ninth floor immediately dimmed.

When he walked out of the ninth floor, a staircase appeared at Wang Lin's feet. He walked down slowly, his eyes still in a trance, as if he had not yet completely recovered from the scenes in the painting.

"Immortal magic, call the wind!" Wang Lin murmured to himself, followed the stairs, walked to the bottom step, and disappeared without a trace.

On the Fragmented Continent where the Collection Pavilion is located, after these days of transition, Chen, Lu, and Song have recovered from the shock, but they still can't believe it all in their hearts.

In the hearts of the three of them, without exception, thoughts of jealousy appeared. This kind of thoughts gradually became stronger, and in the end, they almost replaced reason.

After all, they couldn't guess what the ninth-level magic was, but the more this happened, the stronger the desire to get it became.

At this moment, the light door on the collection pavilion flashed, and Wang Lin's figure walked out of it. With a look of confusion, he passed by the three of them and walked away step by step.

The three of them immediately noticed that something was wrong with Wang Lin's current state. They looked at each other and saw the ruthlessness and decisiveness in each other's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Xu. Rather than recommending you to join the family, Chen still wants the magic from the ninth level, especially in your current state. If you are sober, that's all. Chen may return it to She. Hesitant, but your current trance is an opportunity destined to be given to Chen by God!" The old man surnamed Chen showed murderous intent in his eyes.

The three of them no longer hesitated, and rushed out. Each took out the most powerful magic weapon, created the most powerful magical power, and went straight to Wang Lin!