Renegade Immortal

Standing on the ladder, Wang Lin looked at the Suzaku star below. This star was no longer familiar. The mountains and rivers seemed to have changed a lot, and they seemed to be no longer what they used to be.

The ground is green, but it is filled with grass. As the wind blows high in the sky, there seems to be a faint fragrance permeating the sky and the earth.

"It's funny, how come this place is so beautiful? Look, there is a mountain statue there, haha. This mountain statue is not well made. It is too rough. It is not as good as the clay figurine made by me." The madman clapped his hands, haha. laughing out loud.

The four masters and disciples in front had serious expressions on their faces. They stood on the ladder and bowed to the stone statue in front of them. When they heard the madman's words and laughter, except for the old man, his disciples all turned back and glared with contempt in their eyes.

This mountain statue is exactly the mountain peak connected to the ladder to heaven. This peak is the highest prison of Suzaku Star. Someone used great supernatural powers to use the mountain as its body to outline a huge statue. The statue is engraved with a A monk in robes. This monk is making secrets with his left hand. He is holding a huge sky-opening ax in his right hand. He looks up at the sky. His expression reveals an invisible majesty, as if he wants to compete with the sky!

The connection point of the ladder is under the mountain statue. In this way, any monk who comes to the Suzaku Star for pilgrimage will see this huge mountain statue at the first time. And when stepping into the star, due to the height difference, , as the distance gets closer and closer, the coercion will become stronger and stronger due to the height. All the monks passing by will be shaken, and they will feel as if they are worshiping as they move forward.

This statue is carved by none other than Wang Lin!

It’s Wang Lin who fought arsenic in the first battle in the Sea of ​​Clouds!

It's just that the face of this statue is slightly blurred for some reason, which makes it difficult for outsiders to take a closer look.

"This image shows Fengzun standing at the gap in the great formation of the world sealing the world after killing the ancestor of the Fire Bird Tribe in the first battle of Yunhai. He used the power of one person to fight against the invading monk army from outside the world, defeating ten thousand people. You dare not take half a step!" The old man's words revealed the vicissitudes of life, causing the three disciples behind him to turn around and pay homage to the statue.

"After the first battle, the name of the emperor was famous in the world. People knew that he came from the Suzaku Star. It was formed spontaneously by the monks in our world. Under the auspices of several seniors with great supernatural powers, and with the approval of Zhou Wutai of the Suzaku Star, he was This highest mountain peak has been made into a statue of the statue." The old man's voice echoed.

Wang Lin looked at the statue silently, shook his head slightly, and sighed secretly. He vaguely remembered that the mountain peak here belonged to the Suzaku Kingdom and was the sacred place of the Suzaku Kingdom, but now, it has changed.

Wang Lin didn't want to see this change. He took a step forward, led the madman away, and disappeared in front of the four masters and disciples. After they walked away, one of the three disciples The young man sneered.

"Such a vulgar person,

It is also worthy of a pilgrimage to the hometown! "

The two fellow disciples beside him nodded and glared at the retreating figures of Wang and Lin.

"The two of them will definitely be punished if they speak disrespectfully on Suzaku Star. Let's see how embarrassed they are and are kicked out of this star."

Wang Lin walked slowly in the sky, looking at the earth below, which became increasingly strange. This strangeness made him look even more lonely, as if everything in the world had changed, but his heart remained the same. , but against the backdrop of this change, it seems so lonely, withdrawn, and out of place.

"It has changed too much... I no longer feel like home..." Wang Lin was silent, trying very hard to find even a trace of familiarity from the past, but his eyes fell on the ground, and as he moved forward, he could not see it. .

On Suzaku Star, many cultivation countries long ago have all changed. The monks of Suzaku Star have become one country, and even the sects have become the nine major sects of Suzaku Star from the miscellaneous ones back then.

These nine sects occupy most of the territory of Suzaku Star.

Wang Lin, who was walking forward, saw the Soul Refining Sect back then. The kind face of Tuotian in the past was still in his memory, but the location of the Soul Refining Sect had changed.

The mountain has disappeared and turned into a lake. There are many lofts around the lake, and waves of spiritual power are coming out, which is another sect.

It was here that Situ Nan woke up. The domineering words that made it stop raining were still echoing in Wang Lin's ears, but now, there was no familiar scent.

The trolls of the past appeared in Wang Lin's sight as he moved forward, and they also changed. The entire area where the Trolls are located has become a grassland, and there are some nomadic mortals on the grassland, wearing simple clothes or naked, walking with their sheep in bursts of cheerful and loud songs.

There were also several big, sturdy dogs in the flock. The barking of dogs was heard from time to time while running, mixed with the heroic songs, but there was no disharmony. Instead, they blended together and whirled leisurely.

"Here... has also changed."... Wang Lin was wandering in a daze, walking slowly in this world. The madman was behind Wang Lin, and fell silent for a rare moment. He could see that from Wang Lin's back. Deep loneliness, vaguely, he also missed home.

The Snow Country appeared in front of Wang Lin after a long time. The land that was once covered with snow and covered with silver was no longer there.

The snow had long since melted, and this place had become a dense jungle. It no longer looked like it had before. Even the cities and towns that existed back then had been torn down and turned into ruins buried in the jungle over the years. .

Buried together was that special mortal capital, which recorded Wang Lin's nearly one hundred years, and all the traces of the growing up of a mortal child named Zeng Niu.

Looking blankly at the jungle below, Wang Lin felt very sad and had an indescribable feeling. He vaguely felt that this place was no longer his home...

He couldn't find anything familiar about this Suzaku star.

There is no familiarity, only memories are left, just like a wanderer who returns to his hometown when he is old after being away for many years, only to find that everything here is so strange. The strangeness makes him want to cry, the strangeness makes him sad, and the strangeness makes him sad. He couldn't find...home.

Wang Lin had returned to Suzaku Star before and had seen changes, but nothing like this. It was almost earth-shaking. This change was so sudden that he could not and had no time to adapt. He didn't even dare to let go of his spiritual consciousness and see all of the Suzaku Star at once, to go to the Kingdom of Zhao, to go to his parents' tombs...

He was afraid that he would continue to get Mo Mang there and continue to see the shadow that made him lonely, leaving him with only memories and no loneliness at home.

He was also afraid to see the Xiu Mohai cave where Li Muwan once lived, and the warm valley. He was afraid that even these would be lost.

Looking at the jungle below, Wang Lin silently walked into it, as if he was looking for something. Finally, in the dense forest, he pushed aside the leaves blocking his eyes, faced the sun, and saw the remains of a city.

Several small beasts shuttled among the ruins of the city covered with weeds and among the collapsed houses. With the arrival of Wang Lin, these little beasts seemed to be frightened and ran away one after another.

Wang Lin walked in the ruins of the city, searching. He seemed to have a vague sense of familiarity, and he seemed to be about to grasp that familiarity. But after a moment, this familiarity collapsed silently, and he stared at the wreckage in a daze. There was a huge pit in front of him. It was this pit that ruined his newly rising familiarity and buried the street where he lived.

After standing there for a long time, Wang Lin sighed, turned and walked away.

He went to Xiu Demon Sea. The entire Xiu Demon Sea was no longer there. Although the fog dissipated back then, there was still a huge basin. Now it was filled up and became the mountain gate area of ​​one of the nine major sects.

The cave where he and Li Muwan lived back then was naturally gone. Wang Lin looked at all this from the sky, and his heart hurt. He originally wanted to take a look at the cave, take a look at the huge dragon body, and take a look at the place where Li Muwan's hard work was left.

Sadly, turned around.

Unknowingly, Wang Lin came to the valley that once made him feel warm and accompanied Li Muwan as he grew older. It was also the place where Zhou Ru grew up.

However, even this place has been flattened and turned into an inland sea. It is very beautiful, but it only gives Wang Lin more pain...

"It's gone here too"...

With all the changes in the Suzaku Star, it looks infinitely more beautiful than before, but such beauty is just in appearance. Such a Suzaku Star is definitely not what Wang Lin wants!

The world only knows that this is his hometown and wants to transform it into a holy place, but they don't understand that such a holy place is empty. Is this what Wang Lin wants...

All this is just external dust. Wang Lin is not the kind of exaggerated cultivator who cares about appearance or personal reputation. He is an ordinary person, a little monk who remains the same even if he becomes a monk. .

He just wants a home, a hometown where he can be calm and recall silently. He just wants to find even a little bit of familiarity, and let this familiarity give him the warmth of two thousand years of cold monasticism. It's a warm meal...

But now, this warmth has become a luxury. He wants to find it, but he can't find any bit of it along the way.

lonely. Wang Lin turned around, looked at the madman following him in confusion, and said softly: "Why is this happening?"...

"I think it's quite beautiful, haha..." the madman grinned.

Wang Lin was silent. He looked at the sky. After a long time, he sighed and took a step forward. He took the madman away from here and went to the place where he least dared to go or see... his true home, the Zhao Kingdom of the past. !

In the sky, Wang Lin looked at Zhao Guo below with blurry eyes.

"Here, there is nothing like...\

,"In front of the world, he is a revered person and is respected by thousands of cultivators. But at this moment, he is just a wanderer who has returned to his hometown. He is just an old man who wants to see familiar traces of the past...,

Below him, four monks from the Zhao Kingdom, one old, three young, and young, also came here.

"This is where Feng Zun grew up..." The old voice echoed slowly.

It's the last few days of the month, and the decisive battle is about to begin. It took us half a month to catch up, and it took us half a month to distance ourselves, but now we are in a desperate situation. How can we give up at this critical moment?

In April, we have a decisive battle in the fifth month. How can we admit defeat? Fight, fight, fight, I want to fight! ! Fellow Taoists, no matter where you are a monk from, do you have the blood and ears to fight together? We cannot lose! !