Chapter 1668 The Year of Xizi

These nine floating continental fragments surrounded in a circle. They calmly echoed in this ancient star according to some strange trajectory. Because of the invisible formation outside, everything here would not be visible without the blood of the immortals.

Even if you pass by here, you will be regarded as missing. Without the blood of an immortal, your spiritual consciousness will not notice the barrier of the invisible formation.

The palm master respectfully clasped his fists and followed his bow on one of the fragmented continents. However, when he saw seven pieces floating fragmented continents immediately emitted seven different colors of light, interlaced together, forming a colorful rainbow.

The remaining two fragments of continents were dull and covered by them under this colorful rainbow.

As the colorful light continued to flash, gradually, a figure slowly transformed into the colorful circle. The figure looked blurry and was filled with colorful circles. Not long after, its appearance was slightly clear and it walked out of the colorful light.

If Wang Lin saw this colorful figure at this moment, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. This person was the colorful Taoist who appeared in the colorful world when he saved Qingshui!

"Disciple has seen Master." The Lord of Palm was silent for a moment, looked up at the colorful figure floating in front of him, with complexity hidden in his eyes.

"A battle within the world, the ancient stars outside our world were defeated... Master asked his disciple to send Li Guanggong back to the world. At this moment, in the hands of Wang Lin, the disciple could not fight. Please give me instructions!"

The colorful light condensed on the Qicai Taoist, his body stood in the air, his expression calm, and his eyes swept across the palm.

"Is he really crazy..." The Qicai Taoist suddenly spoke.

The palm master shook, closed his eyes, opened it after a long time, and nodded.

"I don't think it's necessary..." The colorful Taoist smiled slightly, looked up at the distance, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"I will help you open the ancient cemetery and let those people get out. As for what to do next, you can draw up your own... This game is about to end... The third one, you have hidden endless years and reincarnated countless times. This time you should come out..." The colorful Taoist smiled at the corner of his mouth, and a look of expectation filled his eyes.

"Wang Lin, is it the third one?" The Lord of the Palm hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Except you, me, Zhan Laogui and several others, Yuzhe may be the third one... He hid too deeply... Or at this moment, he might not know his final identity...

As for Wang Lin, he doesn't look like... but it's not impossible." The colorful Taoist spoke slowly.

The Palm Master sighed in his heart, clasped his fists at the colorful Taoist man, and turned around and was about to leave, but he only took a few steps and stopped, without looking back, but said in a deep voice.

"You asked me to take you as your teacher back then, and I obeyed. You promised me..."

"Your master cannot live without this place! When I swallowed the third one, the old ghost Zhan is no longer my opponent. Your former master will be my supplement..." The colorful Taoist smiled slightly, and his body turned into a colorful light, dissipated in the air.

The palm Lord's expression showed complexity. After a long time, he sighed and walked towards the distance.

As time passed slowly, Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the wheel formation transformed by the three origins. Below him was the Emperor's furnace. There were two powerful Kong Xuan powers in the furnace, one of which was the old man in black, and the other was the fifth Immortal Concubine!

These two people are amazingly powerful. They can only be trapped in this Emperor's furnace, but if they want to refine them, Wang Lin cannot do it in a short time. He sat on the Emperor's furnace, his eyes closed at this moment, and he kept suppressing and sealing while breathing.

Three years of protection, these three most difficult years.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but in the expanded Yunhai Star Domain behind Wang Lin, three long rainbows appeared faintly and turned into three women.

The three women were less than a thousand feet away from Wang Lin. They stood in the starry sky and looked at Wang Lin's back above the formation thousands of feet away.

The back was very bleak, revealing a lonely loneliness, but at the same time, there was a feeling of a mountain on this figure, as if he was sitting there, like a mountain, giving enough protection to the world.

The first person to step forward was Xi Zifeng. Her figure slowly walked past this thousand feet with weakness and walked to Wang Lin. Looking at Wang Lin sitting cross-legged there with his eyes closed, Xi Zifeng showed softness in her eyes and a beautiful smile appeared on her face.

"I figured it out. I don't want to be your disciple... I never want to!"

"The lifespan of our monks is long and long. I don't know how long our lives will end. I just want one year of your life!

Just one year is enough... If you guard the world for three years, let me be here for you for a year..." Xi Zifeng spoke softly.

Wang Lin was silent, always closing his eyes, without saying anything.

"After a year, I will leave. If I die, the smoke will disappear. If I survive, I will practice with peace of mind!"

"You can't stop talking or look at me, but I'll still be here, you can't drive you away." Xi Zifeng didn't care about Wang Lin's attitude, and looked at him cross-leggedly.

She was a beautiful woman who had vicissitudes in those years, but at this moment, by Wang Lin, she seemed to have returned to more than a thousand years ago and back to that era. Wang Lin was the first person she liked and the last one. The process in between was that endless time.

She is no longer young. She can even feel that Wang Lin has no self in his heart. After all, she and him have been together very short. Perhaps, she is just a passerby in his life.

She understood all this, and Xi Zifeng did not expect eternity. She just wanted to end her lifelong love for this year, year of companionship.

She was a woman without courage, but now, she finally had the courage to say this to Wang Lin. Although she looked calm, her heart was completely different. She was afraid of rejection and was afraid that Wang Lin would not give her this year.

She looked at Wang Lin and bit her lower lip.

"You, go." Wang Lin did not open his eyes, did not look at her, and said a quiet sentence.

This sentence seemed to take away all the power of Xi Zifeng, and her face immediately pale.

"I only have one year... Wang Lin, give me a year, okay..." In Wang Lin's silence, Xi Zifeng's voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with water vapor. Although she was a weak woman, her tears didn't have much in her life.

Those few times were mostly given to the figure in front of her that she could never forget.

"Misfortune fate..." His master's words seemed to be still surrounding her ears.

"One year, but one year can't do it! Wang Lin, I know you can't accept me, but it only takes me a year, a year is long..." Wang Lin was silent all the time, not opening his eyes. His appearance deeply hurt Xizifeng's heart. Xizifeng stood up with a tragic smile and staggered back a few steps.

She felt like a ridiculous actor, talking to herself here, and in the end all the words turned into sharp thorns and pierced into her heart. The feeling was very painful.

With a long sigh, Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked at Xi Zifeng beside him. Looking at the woman who was not without a figure in his memory, his eyes gradually softened and he spoke softly.

"For you in one year!" Wang Lin didn't know if he could resurrect Li Muwan, nor did he know if he could finally get out of this cave, or he would die.

After knowing this series of secrets, he still has the strength to reject a woman's request that only one year has.

He knew that once he refused again, the woman in front of him would wither and eventually he would only become his memory forever. Perhaps several years later, he would not forget that there was a woman named Xizifeng.

Xi Zifeng's eyes shed tears, which were complicated tears. She sat down silently and sat beside Wang Lin.

"One year is enough. Wang Lin, I won't take up more of your time..." Xi Zifeng murmured softly.

Mu Bingmei and the woman in pink were silent in the distance, sitting cross-legged in the starry sky thousands of feet away. When they came here together, they had a tacit understanding, one person, for a year.

A year is not long, this is true for mortals, and even more so for monks. They often go into seclusion and meditate once, and may pass by several years in a flash.

But for Xi Zifeng, this year, she hopes to pass a little slower.

Wang Lin is not a person who is good at talking, especially when he is with women. He is mostly silent. Even when he is with Li Muwan, he mostly looks at each other silently and softly.

In a blink of an eye, the first year of three years passed and three months passed.

During these three months, Wang Lin said little, but Xi Zifeng was very satisfied. The two of them walked together in this wheel formation for three months.

She knew that Wang Lin liked to drink. At this moment, in the starry sky in front of him, there was a small pot floating with water inside, and it was bubbling. There was a wine pot in the water, which used boiling water to warm the coldness of the wine.

The water was boiling, but the wine was not completely warm. A vague cold wind that could not exist in the starry sky whizzed from a distance and blew on the warm wine pot, causing layers of ripples and waves.

A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the ancient stars outside the world. In his eyes, he saw groups of densely whistling rainbows. In those long rainbows were army of monks regained from outside the world!

Among these monks, five people burst out the pressure of the third step, like five sharp arrows, whistling in.

In addition to these five people, among this group of monks with a number of about 100,000, there were also chariots of thousands of feet in size, pushed by many monks and roaring.

The sound of boom suddenly rose in this quiet starry sky, getting higher and higher, and finally connected into a circle like thunder.
Chapter completed!