Renegade Immortal

"The opening of the land of demon spirits still requires some preparations. This time is of great importance. We must invite some friends to enter before we can finally enter the cave. During this period, you can wait here with peace of mind." Tianyunzi looked at him. As usual, there was no trace of joy or anger. After finishing speaking calmly, he flicked his sleeves and white clouds immediately appeared under his feet and he walked away on the clouds.

"Purple Forest Pavilion will always be reserved for you." From a distance, Tianyunzi's erratic voice came.

Wang Lin looked at the sky where Tianyunzi left, his eyes flashing in deep thought.

"Ling Tianhou's actions have profound meaning! Even when he fought with me before, even with his ultimate magical power, he did not use his full strength..." Regarding Ling Tianhou's thoughts, Wang Lin couldn't predict everything, but he could roughly guess it. See how much.

"As for Tian Yunzi... I can't see through it..." Regarding Yao Yunzi, Wang Lin has never been able to figure out his true inner thoughts. Even if he noticed some clues through a few clues, in the blink of an eye, the clues seemed to be there again. Other explanations make it a mystery.

"I can't see through it." Wang Lin sighed secretly. There was always a layer of fog shrouding Tianyunzi. He always had the feeling that Tianyunzi seemed different every time he saw him.

In fact, Tianyunzi made such arrangements for Wang Lin's arrival. Wang Lin had already predicted it before. But when he actually faced Tianyunzi, even though Yaoyunzi's actions were exactly what Wang Lin expected, he felt something was wrong.

Everything went too smoothly, as if all these things were done according to Wang Lin's inner thoughts.

Frowning, Wang Lin looked around at the familiar Yaoyun Sect, calmed down for a moment, and walked towards the Purple Forest Pavilion. There is only one road from the square to the purple mountain peaks. This road is a mountain path with deep steps and trails, towering rocks on both sides, and dense greenery.

At this time, the sun was setting and the mountain breeze was blowing, which not only brought coolness, but also brought the sound of rustling leaves. There was even the sound of distant water flowing in the wind.

Wang Lin walked this road back then, and now he sets foot on it again after hundreds of years. He is deeply moved.

"Everything seems to have remained unchanged from back then..." Wang Lin walked slowly forward without moving fast.

While walking, at the end of the path ahead, a male and a female monk in blue shirts approached while chatting in a low voice. These two monks were not high in cultivation and were only in the stage of infant transformation.

Following the sound of the wind, the words of the two people slowly came.

"Junior sister, I heard that Guiyanfang City will open again in seven days. Many fellow Taoists have rushed there in the past few days."

"Guiyanfang City? But the city that became famous after auctioning an immortal technique?"

The woman's voice was full of surprise.

"That's right, it's the Guiyanfang City. That magical technique caused a great sensation back then. It is said that even a few old monsters with unpredictable cultivations went there in person for this magical technique. Immortal art, as the two of us, we can only obtain incomplete immortal art, and it is still low-grade immortal art. It is said that the immortal art back then was a rare complete product! This time, Guiyanfang City is open again, and it is said that there is a mystery The items will be auctioned."

"Hey, what does this have to do with us? Every item in Guiyanfang City has an unimaginable price. Besides, you need invitation qualifications to enter there."

"It doesn't matter. We are not qualified to enter the auction house, but we can still enter the free trading zone in Guiyanfang City." The man in blue shirt said, taking out a jade slip from his storage bag. The whole body of Jian is pitch black, except for what looks like an eye in the center, emitting bursts of red light, which looks very strange.

"Ghost Eye invites Jane!" The woman's eyes lit up.

The man in blue shirt was about to speak proudly, when he suddenly looked ahead and saw Wang Lin walking down from above.

The woman noticed something strange about the senior brother next to her, and when she raised her head, she also saw Wang Lin.

Based on their cultivation, they had not even noticed Wang Lin's existence before this.

Wang Lin looked gentle. After approaching the two monks, a man and a woman, he glanced at the man in blue shirt, smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Li, you are well."

"You...you..." The man in blue shirt was stunned. He had just returned to Tianyun Sect. "I didn't know about Wang Lin's return. After seeing Wang Lin just now, I felt that Wang Lin looked very familiar, and I couldn't help but be startled. But when he heard Wang Lin's words, his body was shocked.

"Wang Lin!!" The blue-coated man took a few steps back, with shock in his eyes.

Wang Lin smiled. He didn't know the name of this young man in blue shirt, but he only knew his surname was Li. He had met him once in the Tianyun Sect back then, and he vaguely remembered the way this man looked at him, full of sarcasm and disdain.

Looking at it today, this person's cultivation has also increased, from the early stage of infant transformation to the middle stage of sealing.

No longer looking at the man named Li, Wang Lin walked between the two of them and gradually disappeared.

"Senior brother, his peak is Wang Lin? This name sounds familiar..." The woman turned back and looked at Wang Lin's back, wondering.

"This Wang Lin is back! It's impossible for Master to know that he can appear here. Could it be that he has been forgiven by Master for what he did back then! I couldn't see any fluctuations in spiritual power on him just now. He The whole person is like a mortal, but the moment he walked past me, I was shocked, and the spiritual power in my body seemed to be trembling with fear of this person, and I almost collapsed." The young man in blue shirt looked pale and pulled the junior sister beside him to leave quickly.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" The woman was very puzzled.

"His name is Wang Lin. He was the seventh Zicheng Lao of our Yaoyun Sect back then. Junior sister, haven't you remembered yet?" the man in blue shirt said hastily.

The woman was stunned and her expression immediately changed.

"But it was rumored that the demon king Lin was the one who killed so many people in the land of demon spirits and flowed blood like rivers. He was eventually chased by the master and many seniors, but he still escaped!!"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly in the distance, and his words were frightening. Things about him had gradually changed over the past few hundred years. With a secret sigh, Wang Lin walked out of the Tianyun Sect along the path.

In front of him, there was a mountain peak that towered into the clouds. The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and a purple light filled the air. This was where the Jiu disciples lived.

Yaoyunzong, Zifeng.

Looking at the long-awaited mountain peak, Wang Lin's eyes were in a trance. He seemed to have seen a young man who had just arrived here from Suzaku Star, walking up the mountain step by step, and establishing a foothold here step by step.

As I was sinking, a mountain wind blew. The wind in the mountains was a bit cold. Although it was not bone-chilling, it still took away a lot of warmth when it blew on my face, leaving only the coldness.

On the purple peak, there are many plants and trees, which are swaying in the wind. Looking from a distance, I don't know whether the mountain is moving or the heart is moving.

Following the mountain breeze, Wang Lin walked up the apricot, and the steps swayed as if they were straight into the sky. Wang Lin walked slowly and gradually climbed to the top of the mountain. He didn't meet any monks along the way, only the sound of the wind passed by him.

Apart from the sound of the wind, there is no other sound anymore. The top of the mountain remains the same as before. A corner of an exquisite attic is revealed in the distance. If you look vaguely, you can see that there is a vertical plaque on the attic. Only one word appears on it.

purple! As Wang Lin moved forward, the exposed corner was slowly covered again, until after stepping out of the cover, what was revealed to Wang Lin was the attic that he had known so well back then.

Zilin Pavilion! "I still remember that in the past, this place was called Ziyun Pavilion..." Wang Lin stood silently for a while, then opened the door of Zilin Pavilion, and a musty smell hit his face.

The furnishings in the room were the same as before, and there was no change. If anything, it was the endless dust. Whether it was the table, wooden chairs, or the bed, everything was filled with dust.

The oil lamp on the table has long since run out of oil.

Wang Lin raised his finger and lightly scratched it on the table, immediately leaving a deep mark on the dusty tabletop. After taking a look at the dust on his fingers, Wang Lin waved forward.

Immediately, a gust of wind swept across. This wind appeared out of thin air in front of Wang Lin. When it blew on the table, it stirred up large amounts of dust. It also passed through the wooden chairs, beds, and everywhere in the room upstairs and downstairs, as if it appeared in the attic. There was a storm.

But the strange thing is that the storm swept away only dust, and all other objects remained unchanged in the wind. Even the paper window did not make the slightest sound of being blown by the wind.

After a few breaths, Wang Lin raised his palm upward and held it in the air.

At this moment, the storm in the attic seemed to go back in time, and it immediately gathered in Wang Lin's palm from all directions. In just an instant, the storm in the attic ceased.

A dark gray vortex appeared in Wang Lin's hand, and inside it was all the dust in the attic.

With a random wave of his right hand, the window in the attic opened on its own, and the dark gray vortex floated out of the window and disappeared, as if all the hundreds of years had been wiped away, and all the memories of the past had been deposited. Everything in the room immediately became brand new. At this time, the sky outside gradually became darker as the sun set.

The room was even darker, making Wang Lin's figure look a little blurry. He sighed softly and walked to the purple wood cabinet next to him. He remembered that this was where the lamp oil was stored. "After opening it, he saw a small bottle containing a small half-brown lamp oil.

Adding oil to the oil lamp, Wang Lin pointed at the lamp, and a flame suddenly flickered, and with a bang, the fire started, dispersing the darkness in the room.

But at the moment when the lights were turned on, a mountain breeze blew in from outside and flowed in through the window, causing the lights to sway and change immediately, and even made Wang Lin's shadow in the room seem distorted.

"Huh?" Wang Lin's expression changed, and he stared at the swaying and changing lights. It was like lightning flashed across his mind, and light suddenly appeared in the double sun! "The wind blows, and the lights change. They change unpredictably in the wind. I can't tell which one is the original one...I understand! Tianyunzi is like this light. The reason why I feel that every time I see him It's not the same. It's precisely because this person is changing all the time, just like a person has thousands of clones, and these thousands of clones are in one body at the same time. Every moment, these clones are alternating... So, heaven Only luck can give me that unpredictable feeling!"

Wang Lin looked at the trailing lights. In the firelight, his face was reflected in uncertain brightness, but his eyes were filled with understanding.