Chapter 1433: Is he the Lord of the Palm?

There seemed to be an indescribable force in the dark, which made Wang Lin choose, but no choice, and turn into a rainbow and leave after an indescribable struggle.

If the Lan Meng Dao Zun had not allowed Wang Lin to experience the first choice, if there was no Zhuque who had allowed Wang Lin to bear the second test, his Taoist heart and his beliefs would gradually reach the level of being a master of the generation.

More importantly, if you did not enter Si Mozi's memory and see the pictures that were very similar to him but chose completely different paths, perhaps Wang Lin would really choose to stay... to become the slave of the palmist...

The words of the Palm Master were pointed at Wang Lin’s fatal hole!

Even after leaving the Fire Bird Clan, even if the Fire Bird Clan behind him was filled with the impact of the collapse of the holy land, a wave of flames thundered in all directions in a circle, destroying nearly half of the Fire Bird Clan tribes in succession, and the fire light rose up behind Wang Lin.

The roar came faintly and dull, shaking the starry sky, but Wang Lin's confusion was not awakened at all.

His heart seemed to be torn and hurt all over his body.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the confusion in Wang Lin’s eyes gradually dissipated, and replaced by a dimness. The injuries in his body have reached the point where healing is necessary, otherwise his cultivation will irreversibly reverse.

When he reaches his level of cultivation, ordinary injuries are not hindered, but once he is seriously injured, the seriousness of the injury will be astonishing. If he is not careful, he will fall from his cultivation level.

Fortunately, as an ancient god, his body is extremely powerful in recovery power, which is the most obvious difference between Wang Lin and other monks. The same injury may take a hundred years to recover, but for him, time will be shortened to a large extent.

"Wan'er, believe me, I will wake you up with you... Then we will live with Ping'er in a mountain village where no one knows us, and spend our whole life silently...

I also want to teach Ping'er wood carving to pass on his father's craftsmanship..." Wang Lin murmured. He suddenly missed homesickness and the starry sky in the world. Although the ancient stars were large, they did not give him the feeling of belonging.

Here, in the vast sea of ​​stars, there is no edge at first sight. The dark starry sky is shining brightly, but there is no warmth. Some are just cold, and some are just a strong sense of loneliness in Wang Lin's heart.

Wang Lin's life has been in loneliness for two thousand years. He has become accustomed to loneliness and loneliness. The indifference on his face is not deliberately pretending, but under the loneliness of thousands of years, he slowly, no other expressions.

All he knows is indifference...even a smile is rare...

The only thing that remains unchanged in his eyes is that deep hidden in the indifferent state, the unexplainable sorrow that accompanied him throughout his life and was unhappy.

In the bitterness, Wang Lin was even more injured. He staggered and shrank into an inch, leaving endless distances. In a starry sky of the ancient stars, Wang Lin's figure appeared on an abandoned cultivation star.

This cultivation star may have had its former glory, or it may have produced great supernatural cultivators, but at this moment, all the glory has gone with the wind and turned into sand and stones all over the ground, and a city without spiritual energy everywhere.

It is like an old man who has reached the end of the road, panting and struggling, unwilling to give his last breath. At present, the eastern part of this cultivation star is in the cold autumn, and the autumn wind is gentle, rolling the fallen leaves. The withered yellow color looks like the brown spots on the old man's face, with a desolate smell.

The autumn leaves dance with the wind, through the withered yellow leaves, you can see a river in the distance, with the river water rushing northward. Next to the river, there is a figure in white dress sitting there silently, letting the withered yellow autumn leaves blow by its side.

Wang Lin looked at the water and saw some autumn leaves. Maybe the wind was tired, so they dissipated when they came here, making the autumn leaves yellow, floating on the river water, and after being wet, they drifted to the distance.

The fallen leaves return to their roots, but they are brought here by the wind. They fall into the water, but they cannot return to their hometown in this life. They don’t know where they are sent. Perhaps in a few seasons, they will become part of the mud at the bottom of the river. If they have souls, this soul, or with longing, floats out of the river water and returns to their hometown where they gave birth to and raised them.

The figure of Wang Lin was reflected in the river, and his face was clearly reflected. His pale face, cold expression, and sadness in his eyes seemed to have also merged into the river, flowing far away in the rustling sound.

"It's time to go home..." Wang Lin murmured softly.

In addition to the Great Formation of Enclosing the Realm, there is another option for the road home, which is the crack of the ninth-level star field in the Sea of ​​Clouds, a jade slip given by the mysterious woman.

The woman once said that she needed Wang Lin's help to explore the place, and gave Wang Lin the jade slip, and told him that if you open the jade slip outside the boundary, you could avoid the formation of the sealing realm and return to the crack.

Wang Lin has studied this jade slip many times, and there are many restrictions in it, and some of them cannot see through it even if he is not.

It seems that many of the prohibitions inside are by no means mastered by monks in this world, but come from another world.

However, Wang Lin was a master in the ban. Although he could not see thoroughly, he could still see from it that the jade slip could teleport him back to the crack, which was 70% possible!

Holding the jade slip, Wang Lin did not open it, but took back the storage space. If the restrictions in the jade slip were to be opened, they would require a certain level of cultivation. This is second. The most important thing is that with Wang Lin's current state, he would not let himself appear in front of the mysterious woman whose enemies and friends were unknown.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin looked up at the blue sky and murmured to himself.

"He, is he the Lord of the Palm..."

The middle-aged man in the colorful flame severely injured, and this person also admitted that he was the Palm Lord, but after calming down, Wang Lin couldn't help but wonder.

This person's cultivation level is high and low, and he can fight against the Vermilion Bird Source Spirit, use the moon fishing in the well, and has the four great techniques of empty space. He knows Si Mozi's affairs and his own name. According to analysis, it is undoubtedly the Palm Master who has endless conspiracies.

"He has the fire of cultivation, and the transformation of the colorful Vermilion Bird, should be the three generations of evil birds... But, is he really a Palm Master..." The reason why Wang Lin judged the three generations of evil birds as Palm Master before was precisely because he had analyzed that the origin of the Palm Master in the ancient stars is the most mysterious, and no one knows which race it belongs to!

In addition, there is another point. Wang Lin met someone in the Demon Spirit Land. He later learned that he was a disciple of the Palm Master! What this person used was the art of flame!

Moreover, the flame technique is definitely not something that ordinary monks can practice to that level, and it is clearly at the level where they are about to explore the origin.

All of this kind made Wang Lin have a bold guess in his heart. In conjunction with some clues, Wang Lin judged that the third generation of evil birds were the Palm Master!

It is precisely because of this that the elders will know the reality of the fallen land and dare not act rashly!

But now, after seeing the Palm Master, Wang Lin became suspicious.

"Qinglin once said that the origin of the Palm Master is the power of the Taichu! However, this person did not use any magical powers related to the power of the Taichu from beginning to end... and most importantly, the Palm Master has been practicing Taoism for tens of thousands of years, and has a very deep mind. He has also calculated that the middle-aged man who admitted to being the Palm Master did not have the feeling of such a hero... and it seems that he is not extremely powerful..."

Wang Lin frowned, and after a while, he had no answer. He sighed lightly and stopped thinking about this. Instead, he took out the few remaining pills from the storage bag, swallowed them all into his mouth, sat there, closed his eyes and breathed in.

The autumn wind blew, and Wang Lin's figure slowly blurred, as if it was integrated with the surrounding river water and autumn leaves. Even if a monk came here, he would not notice that there was a person sitting by the river.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye it was three days. In the past three days, the injuries of Wang Lin's soul in his body did not improve, but it did not worsen anymore, but most of his physical injuries were recovered.

Not counting his magical powers, the power that the six-star ancient god alone can exert is equivalent to 50% of the time he recovers. Wang Lin knew that time was tight, and he caused severe damage to the person suspected of being a Palm Master, which would definitely cause a great turmoil in this ancient star, especially as he was carrying the ancient pursuit order and left the land of falling, someone would definitely chase him to seek his life.

As for the land of falling, the outer side of the land is probably sealed by a person who is interested when he leaves. If he rashly rushes back, he will never enter the land of falling and will only fall into the trap!

So he seized all the time to restore his cultivation as quickly as possible.

But on this day, Wang Lin was breathing, but suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed through his eyes. He felt a sense of fear in his heart. This feeling was a warning from the darkness after he reached a certain level of practice!

"What's wrong!" Wang Lin stood up, his eyes swept around, his expression became even more gloomy. At some point, there was already silence around him, and even the autumn wind disappeared.

It was dark night now, and a bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight fell on the ground, which made Wang Lin clearly see that there were fine ripples on the river water, which seemed to tremble, turning into ripples and vibrating.

The autumn leaves that fell on the river surface at some point also turned into circles and slowly rotated.

Without thinking, Wang Lin's body took a step forward, the world twisted and the ripples echoed. Wang Lin's body should have dissipated under this step, but in this moment, when his body was about to merge into the world, the sky shook violently. As the color of the world changed, a huge crack suddenly swept across.

A powerful pressure came to this ordinary abandoned cultivation star. From the crack, a big hand was directly stretched out and headed straight for Wang Lin who was about to merge into the world!
Chapter completed!