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Situ Nan smiled bitterly, picked up the wine pot but found that there was no wine. So he took out a large jar from the storage bag, patted Kaifeng mud and took a big sip, allowing the wine to flow down from the corner of his mouth.

Putting down the wine jar, he sighed and said, "Fortunately, I am smart and came up with an extreme way to resist this poison. I and the female cultivator and the female cultivator practice the method of dual cultivation. Using the stimulation of the ***, the cultivation level will not be dissipated, and the toxin will always be maintained in the celestial desire. This has delayed until now!"

The cold light in Wang Lin's eyes instantly showed an extremely strong murderous intent. He looked up at the starry sky. For Feng Luanxing, who had caused Situ Nan so much, the murderous intent in his heart could be overwhelming!

"Is there a broken nirvana on the Fengluan Star?" Wang Lin asked slowly.

Situ Nan shook his head and said, "There is no broken Nirvana, at most it is the middle stage of the Pure Nirvana, and there are not even late stages or Great Perfection monks. But... there are quite a few Pure Nirvana monks on Fengluan Star, and with those outside helpers, there are more than ten people!"

Wang Lin showed a sneer on his face, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This revenge must be avenged, but compared with revenge, how can you detoxify it is the key!"

Situ Nan's eyes flashed and said, "I have a plan for this. As far as I know, the girls of Feng Luanxing only have poisons, but no antidotes. The real antidote should be in the fairy world! Just wait for the Immortal World of Rain to open again and enter the Immortal World of Rain, and maybe you can find it."

"Immortal Realm? Did this poison be refined from the Immortal Realm of Rain?" Wang Lin asked with a look of movement.

Situ Nan nodded and said, "The records in the classics I have searched are the refining of the Immortal Realm of Rain."

Wang Lin pondered that he had the Immortal Jade Tower sent by Zhou Yi back then, and there was the corpse of the Immortal Lord Qingshuang. This Qingshuang was the Immortal Lord of the Immortal Realm of Rain!

"A variety of clues back then showed that in the most mysterious cave in the Demon Spirit Land, there is probably the strongest immortal emperor Qinglin in the past! This Qinglin is the father of Qingshuang, and maybe there is a way to resurrect him. Once Qingshuang is resurrected, it will not be difficult to destroy this kind of poison!"

Wang Lin's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at Situ Nan and said slowly: "Maybe there is no need to go to the Immortal World of Rain to find the antidote!" At that moment, he informed Situ Nan of everything he had seen and heard in the Demon Spirit Land that year, and explained his analysis.

As Situ Nan listened, a strange light flashed in his eyes. After Wang Lin finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and laughed: "It sounds good, I will fight. Anyway, even if there is no such thing, if you go to the land of the demon spirit, I plan to go with you. It seems that if you can succeed, you will kill two birds with one stone!"

"As for Feng Luanxing, they can't escape!" Wang Lin's eyes were extremely murderous intent. His personality was that if people didn't offend me, I wouldn't offend others. But now, Situ Nan, who was hurt by Feng Luanxing, touched Wang Lin's bottom line!

He talked with Situ Nan on the top of the Jue Peak again. Until dawn, Situ Nan drank the last jar of wine in the storage bag, looked at Wang Lin for a long time, and said with a strange smile: "I said... Xiaolinzi, are you enlightened by this wood..."

Wang Lin was stunned and subconsciously touched his nose, unable to understand the meaning of Situ Nan's words.

"Don't pretend to be confused. The purpose of your visit to Shui Lingxing is that if you say it's not those two girls, I won't believe it!" Situ Nan looked smiling.

"I originally wanted to snatch those two girls away for you as concubines, but I didn't expect that you would actually start faster than me and have already arrived at this Shui Ling Star. The so-called "close to the water tower and get the moon first. Although it's good, I still want to teach you a lesson. You said that you are not young anymore and you have played the chase game. If I were to kidnap it, I would just kidnap it.

When the raw rice is cooked, no matter whether she wants it or not, even if she doesn't want it, she has to give it to me!" Situ Nan snorted and said, "I thought how many times I have done this kind of thing when I was still a Suzakuzi, I would rob it if I like it. Who dares to say no?"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly. He knew Situ Nan very well and did not doubt what he said. This person was indeed able to do it. After coughing a few times, Wang Lin shook his head and said, "I have no other ideas for those two juniors. It's just one of them has some fate with me, but it's not a Taoist partner."

Speaking of this, Wang Lin's expression was a little dim. He thought of Li Muwan in the coffin of the sky, and the Liu Mei, who made him feel extremely complicated and even had a hint of pain.

"Liu Mei should not be dead..." Wang Lin looked at the sky. Since he returned to the Alliance Star Domain, he had noticed this. This was a kind of intuition, a kind of vague feeling about the future after practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years and achieving the second step.

Situ Nan naturally saw the deep sadness hidden in Wang Lin's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He knew something about Wang Lin and Li Muwan. It was precisely because of this that he had to worry about finding a suitable female cultivator, with the purpose of letting Wang Lin come out of that sadness.

He didn't know that Wang Lin's sorrow was deeply stinged by the willow eyebrows before he could calm down, causing irreparable spiritual pain, which was integrated into his soul and would never forget it.

Wang Lin's life was very sad in love. Li Muwan's departure made him understand cherishing, but when he understood, the person he cherished was gone!

The kind of life of looking at the stars in the sky and being alone, if it were not for personal experience, it would be felt by outsiders, less than one of them.

The interweaving with Liu Mei brought Wang Lin even more heart-wrenching pain. It took a hundred years to resolve Wang Ping's resentment, but it could not dissolve the pain in Wang Lin's heart.

Picking up the last jar of wine on the table, Wang Lin took a big sip, put it down with a bang, and he laughed and said, "Situ, you once taught me that the world of cultivation is extremely cruel, and the strong are prey on the weak. If you are not careful, you will perish. If you want to survive, you must learn to be cruel and poisonous. Only by making yourself vicious can you have the qualification to survive!

After more than 1,300 years of practice, I, Wang Lin, have learned to be vicious, even more so, and have learned to be lonely. However, I have lost too much...

I lost my parents, my tribe, my lover, my children, my happiness, and everything. Sometimes I would ask myself, what is what I, Wang Lin, pursued!"

Situ Nan was silent, looking at Wang Lin, opening his mouth but unable to speak anything. He, who has always been arrogant and domineering, was shocked by Wang Lin's words at this moment.

"When my parents died, I was so sad and angry that I was unable to change, so I could only turn my grief and anger into a magic flame until the day it exploded!

When Li Muwan died, I was powerless to get her back from the cycle of reincarnation. I could only watch her grow old slowly until she returned...

You still don’t know that Liu Mei was pregnant with my flesh and blood by chance, but what I gave me was a resentful baby who had absorbed hundreds of years of resentment and resented his father!

All of this arises because of my practice of Taoism. If I do not practice Taoism, although it has become loess at this moment, the sad things in the world will not fall on me..."

Wang Lin looked sad. He would not tell anyone about these things. There was only one person in this world who could tell him about the suffering of more than a thousand years. This person was Situ!

Only this one who watched him walk all the way from the ignorant boy and lead him on the road of cultivation until he left the Suzaku Star!

Situ Nan was silent and picked up the wine jar and handed it to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took it, took another big sip, and said with a long smile: "The practitioners are not drunk even when they drink!"

His laughter floated away, but it clearly contained silent sorrow and sorrow.

"If you want to get drunk, I will let you get drunk!" Situ Nan slapped the storage bag, immediately took out a purple jade wine bottle from it, and placed it on the table.

"This wine is brewing in the Immortal Realm, and I have not left much. I have obtained it by accident. Although it cannot improve my cultivation level, drinking a drop will make you feel like you are drunk by mortals!" Situ Nan gave the bottle forward.

"Wang Lin, with me here, you can get drunk once!"

Wang Lin picked up the wine bottle, and without even looking at it, he put it directly beside his mouth and took a sip. The sip of fairy wine entered his throat, and a spicy feeling suddenly rose, turning into a ball of airflow rising from his abdomen and emerging from his whole body.

"Practice Tao, practice Taoism, Situ, do you know that I once sent an old friend's bone back to his hometown and heard something in his hometown!" Wang Lin took the wine bottle and took another sip, with a strong bitterness in his eyes.

"Apricot blossom trees bloom white flowers, do not take the Taoist priest's home. Erlang just went up the mountain before the New Year, but after the New Year, Ichilang's body was cold. The adopted daughter cried and accompanied the death of the death, but regarded the coffin as his own home... The apricot blossom trees bloom white flowers, do not want to see Taoist priests. If I ask what age I am, I still say that there is no Taoist fate. When a dog barks and a cat catches it, the Taoist priests are scared to go back to their hometown."

The nursery rhyme was spoken from Wang Lin, with a hint of sorrow, a hint of helplessness and enlightenment of practicing Taoism for more than 1,300 years, and it fell into Situ Nan's ears, causing Situ Nan's hand to shake.

"I have been practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years, and how many life and death crises have been in exchange for my current cultivation level. Is all this worth it... I dare not ask myself, I dare not... I dare not think about it, if I do not practice Taoism...

Because I have embarked on the life of practicing Taoism. It is difficult to step in one step. There are too many things that make people unable to withdraw at all, so I can only continue to move forward. If I am timid, this path will be no longer available!

Situ, I have a son, you have never seen him. His name is Wang Ping, and his name is me. It means to make him safe and happy... Never practice Taoism... accompany him throughout his life. This child asked me three times why he didn't let him practice Taoism... Why... because he couldn't practice Taoism, and because I don't want him to be like me!"

Wang Lin took the wine glass and drank it all in one sip. His head gradually felt dizzy. In that life, only children secretly drank the drunkenness of his father's old wine, which surged into his mind.

"No one can understand what I pursue, and no one can know. Only I can understand what I pursue..." Wang Lin shook his body, he was drunk...
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