Chapter 1459: Giving the Tao (Part 2)

"I assume that Ye Mo is indeed ancient, so the other methods the Immortal Emperor thinks are likely to be related to ancient! The Immortal Emperor set up a plan and attracted Dao Gu from the world where he is... The purpose is to calculate Dao Gu, and even the three tribes, wanting to use them to replace Dao Spirit to raise the Dao Dao!"

"A person like the Immortal Emperor must be very sure of his move. Since he can set up a plan to attract Dao Gu, he will definitely succeed... But why did Tiandao be killed in the end..."

"And when I was in the Alliance Star Domain, I accidentally opened a space crack when I was over the tribulation. My spiritual sense entered there and saw a strange world where there were many statues of ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons... Where is it? Is it related to this ancient tomb, and whether it is related to the colorful Taoist..."

"And those generations of Suzaku have almost been sealed by others, pointing their fingers at the master of Zhang Zun... Who is the master of Zhang Zun..."

"And the woman in silver clothes saw the statue of the colorful Taoist, she screamed and madly, constantly saying that the door was not her opening... What kind of door is it? Why is the colorful Taoist so angry after opening***..."

"Is this gate a gate that raises the way of heaven? Or is it a gate that seals its enemies? Or... a gate that leads to another world?"

"Or, everything I guessed was wrong..." Wang Lin frowned, and with all kinds of clues, he could only analyze this. As for whether it was correct or not, he himself didn't know.

"When the fifth-level tomb platform was formed, the man who claimed to be Gu Ye's desolate said that if his tribe members could enter the Reincarnation Sect to obtain inheritance, if he was not his tribe, he would take the underworld and leave... What is the underworld..."

Wang Lin glanced at the middle of his eyebrows and his eyes flashed.

"No matter what, the existence of this ancient cemetery must have a great connection with the colorful Taoist. Is this place where he left the place for raising the heavenly way... or is it really the place where the inheritance left before Dao Gu Yemo died...

This place is called the ancient tomb... Is it meant the tomb of Gu Ye's mourn..." The more he thought, the more he became confused and he couldn't understand it.

After a long time, he sighed inwardly, stopping thinking about these irritable things. His eyes flashed and he looked at the withered trees remaining outside the ground.

"If I hadn't guessed that the trees here should have been planted by people. While sealing the head of the ancient god with statues, these trees will absorb the aura of the ancient gods in the head."

"The reason why all withered and died is that the aura of the ancient gods in the head has dissipated over the long years. These trees have no nutrients and naturally withered. When Tianlang came here, he saw only one wood spirit, and I think there was only one left. If Tianlang did not come, I am afraid that the last tree would wither for a longer period of time.

From this we can also see that apart from Tan Lang, no one has come here for a long time, including the person who planted trees back then, may not come back after planting them..."

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and after pondering for a moment, his eyes showed decisiveness. He sat cross-legged at the center of the skull's eyebrows, took a deep breath, and a large number of restrictions roared out under the gestures between his hands, filling the sky and forming protection.

He even transformed into the Thunder Map in the sky, hiding it deeply, and the nine-colored flames also filled the sky, and even the blood sword was swung out by Wang Lin and hidden in the sky.

His preparations were intertwined together to form a powerful killing formation. If someone rashly breaks in, he will immediately hit the killing formation head-on.

After taking the protection, Wang Lin did not think about it, and the power of the ancient gods in his body suddenly moved, and gradually merged into the skull under his body along his body.

The skull looked like a bottomless pit, and the power of the ancient god Wang Lin could pour in without any change. Time passed by little, and Wang Lin did not pause, but always kept the power of the ancient god into the skull.

Gradually, the ancient god star dots on the edge of his eyebrows flashed, and as the six star dots surrounded him, the power of the ancient god was even stronger.

After a few hours, as Wang Lin decisively turned nutrients with the power of his ancient gods, he clearly saw that the ancient god skull under him seemed to have some differences. The withered trees around him seemed to be nourished by nutrients, and gradually emitted a trace of vitality.

However, if you want all the trees to be rejuvenated, not only will it take too much time, but the power of the ancient gods in Wang Lin's body is not enough.

After a moment of pondering, Wang Lin gave up the resurrection, but instead concentrated the power of the ancient god, and through the skull, he enveloped nineteen withered trees and provided them with all his strength.

As time goes by, the nineteen trees gradually transform from their withered appearance, with more and more vitality, and the bottom of the trunk has regained its true colors and spread slowly upwards.

This process was relatively boring. While keeping the power of the ancient god influx, Wang Lin raised his right hand to his forehead. Under the roar, the Emperor's furnace transformed out and floated in front of him.

This Emperor's furnace can be big or small, and it is only ten feet tall at this moment. It is turbid inside, and a scream is faintly heard. Wang Lin used his heart and pinched his hands to point at this furnace.

Suddenly, the turbidity in the Emperor's furnace dissipated. What appeared in Wang Lin's eyes was a black poisonous sea in the furnace. The sea water was silent and there was no slight wave. There were even a large number of poisoned incense souls.

"Refining!" Wang Lin pointed his right hand in front, and immediately the poisonous sea in the furnace seemed to burn, making a muffled roar, and even a big wave formed, forming a huge vortex, roaring.

"This sea is poisoned by the strange tongue of the Great Wilderness, and it also contains the incense soul of Miaoyin Dao Zun. After I refine it, I will become a powerful poisonous treasure!"

Wang Lin looked calm and started to refine.

The sea water in the Emperor's furnace roared further and further away, and the endless incense soul inside made even more shrill screams. The sound was extremely harsh, but it was blocked by the Emperor's furnace and it was already much lighter to the outside world.

The roar continued, and gradually, a large amount of black fog floated from this endless poisonous sea. These black fogs were gas refined by sea water, and gradually spread the entire Emperor's furnace.

However, these black fogs could not dissipate, and they only accumulated more and more. Finally, after the fog accumulated to a certain level, they suddenly turned into black clouds, and dripping black rain fell from it and fell into the sea.

This scene seems to be a cycle, but in fact, when the seawater is converted into rainwater, there is much less. These less poisonous waters did not dissipate out of thin air, but condensed together, making the poison in the seawater stronger!

Soon, the black clouds in the Emperor's furnace became more and more, and the rain also fell like a pouring pot, causing the waves to thunder. As Wang Lin continued to refine, the sea water gradually became less and less. Three days later, despite the continuous rainfall on the entire sea surface, it still fell by nearly half.

The color of the sea water was already dark, and even the spiritual consciousness could not penetrate it. The poison inside it was even more terrifying.

Seeing that nothing abnormal happened, the poisonous sea was always being refined. Wang Lin felt relieved and waved his right hand. The poisonous sea in the Emperor's furnace immediately dissipated and a different world appeared.

There is also endless sea water in this world, but the color of the sea water is purple, which contains many extremely rare incense souls.

Master Lingdang sat cross-legged at the bottom of the sea water, and under his hands, he was frantically refining these incense souls, trying to change them all and dedicate his own incense to him.

Behind Lingdang Shangren, there was a huge statue. The statue was the statue of the demon god of the Lingdang clan. With his arms around, the statue emitted a thousand feet of light. All the incense souls shrouded in light showed confusion and struggle.

There are also few incense souls that seem to have been changed. The incense that dedicated itself is absorbed by Lingdang people. The spirited face is rosy and hiding excitement.

When Wang Lin saw this, he frowned slightly. These incense souls belong to Miaoyin Daozun. It would take a long time to change them even if they were spiritual. Although Wang Lin was not in a hurry, if Master Lingdong could be absorbed faster in this ancient tomb, it would be of great help to Wang Lin.

While pondering, Wang Lin split a trace of soul and merged into the Emperor's furnace. Suddenly, Wang Lin's figure transformed out above the purple ocean in the furnace.

"Auntie!"

A majestic word echoed in the Emperor's furnace. The agile eyes sitting cross-legged on the bottom of the sea suddenly opened, revealing a fanatical respectful look. His body jumped up and flew out directly under the roar of the sea.

Tens of feet away from Wang Lin, Lingling knelt in the air with her knees and whispered: "Gu Nu will meet the master in spirit. I don't know what the master calls him and needs Gu Nu to do!"

Wang Lin's figure transformed from the illusion, looked coldly at Master Lingdong, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "I will give you a technique. With your cultivation level, I will definitely learn it quickly. With this technique, I can melt the incense here as soon as possible and take the real third step!"

Master Lingdang suddenly raised his head, his eyes became even more fanatical. He practiced Taoism all his life to become a three-step powerhouse. Unfortunately, due to incense, he stopped for life. Not to mention that he was refined by Wang Lin Mengdao and the Emperor's Furnace, even without these, if Wang Lin could give him such great luck, he would have been willing to do what Wang Lin told him!

As long as you achieve enlightenment, you will do anything!

Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed forward, and a mark suddenly ran straight to Lingdong's eyebrows. Lingdong did not dodge at all, allowing the mark to penetrate deeply into his forehead and enter his soul.

"Taoism, blend! You can understand this art as soon as possible!"

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and was extremely satisfied with conquering Master Lingdong. With the Emperor's Furnace and his various methods, he was not afraid that the other party could be betrayed.

"If you can meet another third-step power in the early stage of Nirvana, with agile cooperation, it is not difficult to fight... If you can capture and refine it and become an ancient slave..." Wang Lin was moved, and the figure transformed by his spiritual consciousness disappeared into the sea and the sky, returning to his body.

At the same time, outside this ancient tomb, the Fengtian Wolf tribe man stepped on his fifth-level tomb platform, rushing through endless fog all the way, gradually getting closer and closer to his target.
Chapter completed!