Renegade Immortal

On the eighth floor of the Soul Hiding Pavilion, the astonishing aura on Wang Lin's body slowly dissipated and disappeared until it completely disappeared and returned to his clone in the vast void.

Wang Lin doesn't want to use the clone's power too much. It just needs to be just right every time, and there is no need to obtain it excessively. Otherwise, it will not be of any benefit to the clone, and it may even wither and die.

As for using the power of a clone to enter the ninth floor, this idea also existed in Wang Lin's mind. However, Wang Lin could faintly feel that the pressure on the stairs to enter the ninth floor was extremely powerful. It was not that he could not climb, but The price is too high, and with my current level of cultivation, it is not worth it to force it up.

After weighing the gains and losses, Wang Lin gave up the plan to enter the ninth level, but dispersed the avatar's aura, and carefully observed the eighth level.

In the Soul Hiding Pavilion, you can only choose one magical power. Even Wang Lin can't change this. His eyes swept over the nine-inch soul body one by one.

In the soul body where these nine magical powers and techniques were located, Wang Lin felt the soul-returning technique, multiple illusion paths, and the soul-evolving path that made him smile bitterly.

As for other magical powers, Wang Lin had never seen anyone use them personally, but he still used them one by one.

The Great Soul Sect attracts attention with its magical power of soul illusion. It seems that most of the core disciples can perform these multiple illusions to some extent, but in fact, they are only at the third or fourth level at most. They cannot exert the terrifying power of this magical power. Once it reaches the eighth level, Illusion or above, the power is earth-shattering.

Wang Lin's gaze lingered on the third of the nine soul bodies. The soul body he was looking at contained multiple illusion techniques.

"There is only the eighth level...the ninth level of this technique is the limit. Without the ninth level illusion technique, it is incomplete..." Wang Lin frowned slightly.

"It seems that the complete version of this technique should be on the ninth floor of the Soul Hidden Pavilion." Wang Lin looked at the seventh soul body in a deep mood. The aura exuding from this soul body was different from that of the seventh soul. The soul body in which the illusion resides is equally powerful.

This seventh soul contains the soul-returning technique that Yan Luan once performed! And this technique is extremely complete in the soul body of this eighth level.

Wang Lin looked thoughtful and decided between these two soul-body techniques.

"Even if I don't go to the ninth floor now, I will definitely go there in the future. After all, I am bound to get the ninth level illusion! In this way, I don't have to choose first, and I have the gourd, so I can choose this complete Bringing the soul back is the most suitable thing now!" After a while, a trace of determination flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. After he made up his mind, he did not change his mind. He took a step forward and came to the side of the seventh soul body, and sat down cross-legged. Finally, he made a gesture with his right hand and pointed at the seventh soul floating in the sky.

The seventh soul body trembled, and a faint light suddenly rose up, covering the entire eighth layer. At the same time, it slowly fell down and floated above Wang Lin's heavenly spirit, as if he was meditating.

Waves of ghostly threads like tobacco spread out from the seventh soul's body and slowly penetrated through Wang Lin Tianling's eyes, ears, nose and other seven orifices.

Wang Lin's expression was calm. At the moment when the tobacco-like thread penetrated into his body, there seemed to be a murmuring voice whispering in his ear, and complex formulas were slowly imprinted in a soul-melting way. It seemed to have become an instinct in his soul.

Time passed slowly. In the eighth level, Wang Lin spent three days cross-legged and vomiting. During these three days, he remained motionless and focused all his energy on absorbing the soul guidance contained in the seventh soul body. technique.

Little did they know that at this moment in the Great Soul Sect, his figure had been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every disciple, almost becoming a legend.

Breaking through the seventh and eighth floors in a row, although this kind of thing has happened in the Great Soul Sect, it has been rare in the past. Regarding this new elder named Wang, his identity and origin have become topics of speculation among many disciples in the Great Soul Sect.

There are many speculations, but none of them are consistent with the truth.

The few people who know the truth will not tell it easily, whether it is the two sisters Fan Shanmeng or the ancestor Qingniu. Even though Yan Luan was suppressed by Wang Lin's momentum in the Hidden Soul Pavilion, Dao Xin became afraid of Wang Lin and naturally did not want to mention anything about Wang Lin.

As for the identity of the cultivator of the ancient country, it was completely eliminated under the powerful seal of the Qingniu Ancestor, and a silence order was issued.

Three days were not enough to extinguish everyone's speculations about Wang Lin. In the early morning of the fourth day, when the first ray of sunlight swept across the earth, Wang Lin opened his eyes on the eighth floor of the Hidden Soul Pavilion. .

The inside of his eyes seems to be different from before, as if there is a trace of mist lingering, and it looks like a dream. When people look at it, they will be deeply immersed in it, seemingly unable to extricate themselves.

"The soul is brought back... so that's how it is..." Wang Lin murmured and closed his eyes again. After a long time, he exhaled a long breath, stood up, took a step forward, and walked down the stairs.

Walking up the stairs step by step, Wang Lin walked from the eighth floor of the Soul Hiding Pavilion to the fifth, third, and first floors.

"The magical power of the Great Soul Sect, whether it is the soul expansion path or the soul's return, requires dividing one's own remnant soul, using this remnant soul as a thing to communicate with the heaven and earth, and using it to display a series of magical powers...,

No wonder I couldn't study those multiple illusions thoroughly in the cave world back then, so I could only use the ghost-faced sail to cast them. And once the sail is no longer in my hand, I can't continue to cast this spell..." Wang Lin showed a strange light in his eyes and walked out of this hidden soul. Pavilion.

Following the crack in the sky and earth that existed outside the Hidden Soul Pavilion, Wang Lin swayed and turned into a rainbow roaring out. The moment he left the crack, the crack outside Qingtian Peak closed suddenly.

Ancestor Qing Niu in the Qingtian Peak Cave Mansion looked at Wang Lin's leaving figure and breathed a sigh of relief. If Wang Lin had worked hard for three hundred years to enter the ninth level, he really didn't know what to do.

"The ancestor of the generation, Wang Lin, will enter the ninth level in the third hundred years. On the ninth day after he enters the ninth level, the three major sects of the Green Demon Continent will join forces to exterminate the great soul of Tianniu Continent. The orthodoxy of Men and Guiyi Sect...

Their purpose is to obtain the favor of the suppressed Tianniu under Tianniu Continent..." The ancestor of Qingniu was silent, with worry on his face. Although he knew these things in advance and made a series of preparations, the secret of Tianniu... Unpredictably, Wang Lin felt uneasy about the future.

"A generation of ancestors founded the Great Soul Sect. Their identity is extremely mysterious. Even the ancestors of the descendants of all generations do not know it. There are only rumors that the soul-evolving method of our Great Soul Sect was originally two parts, one of which The name of the department is Dao Yanhun!

According to rumors, the ancestor of the first generation was a Taoist disciple of a very powerful sect hidden in Xiangang Continent. However, in his generation, there were two Taoist disciples...

The two of them inherited two different magical arts, namely Hun Yan Dao and Dao Yan Hun... Then due to some reasons, the ancestor gave up the qualification to obtain Taoism, left alone, and came to this place that had just been sealed by the Immortal Ancestor. Tianniuzhou, where the Great Soul Sect was founded...

There are still rumors..." Master Qing Niu couldn't help but tremble when he thought of this last rumor, and looked up to the endless land in the distance, where the distant Zhongzhou is.

This last rumor was actually the result of successive generations of disciples of the Great Soul Sect collecting all the information they could get, and it finally came out. It was just because it was too shocking, so it was called a rumor!

"It is rumored that in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, the technique learned by the Imperial Master of the Xuan Dao lineage is called Dao Yan Jiao..." Master Qingniu was silent, feeling very uneasy in his heart. After a long time, he sighed and began to meditate silently. .

Wang Lin flew all the way and passed through the Great Soul Gate. The Great Soul Gate was quite large and the edges could not be seen at a glance. He could only see the sky-high peaks.

But wherever Wang Lin passed by, spiritual consciousness suddenly emitted from the mountain peaks and transformed into figures, clasping fists towards Wang Lin in a friendly manner.

Wang Lin's character has always been that if others respect him, he will naturally respect others as well. He flew all the way here, smiling and clasping fists with all his classmates who had transformed into figures, and then returned to his burning mountain.

Outside the mountain peak, Fan Shanmeng is still there, her tired body does not dare to leave.

Approaching the mountain peak, Wang Lin glanced at Fan Shanmeng who was not far away. His expression was as usual. The moment he stepped into the mountain peak, his voice echoed out.

"Come in, this cave peak is still a bit messy. Clean it up and find a cave as a residence. It's always ready for call!"

Fan Shanmeng bowed her head and said yes, gritted her silver teeth, and walked lightly into the burning mountain. She was hit by the heat wave, and she suddenly sweated more. It took a long time to be able to bear it, and she looked at Wang Lin's leaving figure in the distance fiercely. With one glance, Fan Shanmeng suppressed the resentment in her heart, and followed Wang Lin's instructions to start cleaning the caves in this mountain peak.

Wang Lin returned to the cave at the top of the mountain. He sat cross-legged inside and raised his right hand. Three brocade boxes appeared in his hand. These three brocade boxes were exactly the three items sent by the ancestor of Qing Niu. Gift.

"From the current perspective, this Great Soul Sect is not too kind to me. I might really consider staying here for some time before looking for Master..."

"And I don't fully understand the situation at Master's place, but I think there must be people who are dissatisfied with the sudden arrival of me, or there may be disputes... In this case, I have to find Master before I go to find him. Improve your cultivation! "When your cultivation reaches Wang Lin's level, you can vaguely sense some dangers in the future. Although it is not as clear as those who deduce the changes in the world, it can also be used as a kind of grasp.

He had a vague feeling that within the Daogu lineage, there seemed to be a great calamity of his own there, slowly condensing.

"As long as you have enough cultivation, all these disasters will not be a problem! Now let's see what gifts the person in the Great Soul Sect who figured out that I would come here left for me!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his gaze fell on on the first brocade box.

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The countdown to 300 alliances begins, and the glory of Immortal Rebellion begins a new chapter. Thank you for the tragic mineral water and the peach-blossom clear eyes of Yang'er, fellow Taoist, for being the leader of the Immortal Ni alliance and achieving the glory of the Immortal Ni. I am extremely grateful to Ergen. I specially send it to Greedy Wolf's retinue, and there will always be treasures!