Chapter 1779 The rain falls and the blue smoke rises from the east!

In the core area of ​​the cave world, there are various gate formations arranged in the cauldron surrounded by huge black air.

The five flowers bloom in full bloom, but the third flowers wither, but the eight gates are hidden in the fifth flower. When combined with them, these eight gates can be a grass and a tree, a man and a beast, and all living beings in the world, and all things can form gates.

In this way, it is too difficult to find the only true sect among the eight sects in this fifth flower!

Wang Lin had no idea, but he still had to step into the fifth flower and enter the core of the cave, the last level.

The opening of the fifth flower requires the third soul of the seven-colored Immortal Lord as the guide. This third soul is the memory of the seven-colored Immortal Lord throughout his life. In the absorption of the fifth flower, after strange changes, the world opened is the world of colorful memory.

The sky is not a blue sky, but dark clouds are everywhere. You can see the nine suns behind the dark clouds hanging high at the end of the sky, emitting a burst of hot light, but the earth is too wide and boundless. Even the nine suns seem to have some places that cannot be shined.

The wind swept the earth with a hint of moistness, stirring up dust, and spreading away the endless mountains on the ground, sobbing in the mountains, whimpering in the mountains, whimpering large leaves.

Surrounded by this mountain range, it is built on the mountain, with carved railings and jade-made everywhere, and the halls and lofts are rising one after another. From a distance, there are as many as thousands, overlapping with the mountains, making it difficult to tell whether it is the carved railings or the palaces and pavilions!

Each attic hall, each carved railing and jade building, is all different. In various differences, they are connected by mountains. From a distance, they look like the Heavenly Palace in the Mountains!

A thin cloud layer, like the fairy aura of white fog, spreading in the mountains, making the sky palace cover faintly appear and even more mysterious. Sometimes hundreds of cranes screamed and rushed through the clouds and mist in the mountains, as if they were playing.

There were still a few people sitting on the crane, but they couldn't see clearly and were covered by clouds.

In this mountain range, after the clouds, at the end of the carved attic, outside the hall, in a mountain peak, the river water was rushing, but a winding river flowed down from the top of the mountain. As the years of flowing, it slowly washed out a river channel more than ten feet wide, flowing to the bottom of the mountain, connecting with a pool of water at the bottom of the mountain, and I don’t know how many branches have been scattered and where have I gone.

Wang Lin sat on a bluestone beside the river, looking at the river water, frowned. On the mountain peak in the distance, there was a bell circling, but he didn't care.

It has been more than two months since he came to this world of the Fifth Flower, but he has not found any traces of the True Gate.

The river water was clear, and reflections echoed out. The figure belonged to Wang Lin. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, and bursts of green light emitting from it. It was obviously with a certain amount of protection. He even tied a jade pendant hanging by a red rope to his waist on the Taoist belt.

This jade pendant is crystal clear and not an ordinary thing, it flashes and is very beautiful.

However, Wang Lin's appearance reflected in the river was completely different from himself. He looked red with lips and white teeth, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, especially his eyes as deep as they seemed to have infinite magic power, which made people look at it at first sight. If they were the same sex, they would be impressed, and if they were the opposite sex, they would definitely admire it.

This look looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he is the most handsome man among the same sex that Wang Lin has seen in this life. But if he adds some vicissitudes of time and the helplessness of life to this face, it will be very similar to the colorful statue Wang Lin got from Tanlang!

Looking at the reflection of the river, Wang Lin still looked strange even though he had spent two months.

"Entering the fifth flower, I became him in the memory of the colorful immortal..." Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, sat there, looked up at the sky, and in his ear, the bells in the mountain hall behind him rang again.

"Xiangang Continent... This is the Xiangang Continent. I didn't expect that in the fifth flower of this cave, I stepped on the Xiangang Continent for the first time in the colorful memory world." Wang Lin looked up at the nine suns in the sky, and smiled bitterly on his face.

This world belongs to the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord, which is transformed by his memory. It can be said to be an illusion, but everything inside it happened and existed back then.

"The sects of the Xiangang Continent are indeed not comparable to those in the cave world..." Wang Lin touched the Taoist robe on his body. The protective power of this object could resist the full attack of the monk who won the top.

"But, how can I find the true gate?... Perhaps only the third soul of the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord knows this... Now I am also affected by the third soul, but I can feel that it has not been fully integrated with the depth of the third soul...

I can't integrate either." Wang Lin reached out to pick up some river water and sprinkled it open at will, but at this moment, he suddenly frowned again.

"Su Dao! You are so brave. The bell has ringed twice. You are not going to welcome your master out of seclusion!" A sharp voice sounded behind Wang Lin, but behind him, a young man in his twenties, also wearing a blue-clothed Taoist robe, was walking down the mountain road. The young man stared at Wang Lin, with cold eyes showing coldness.

"I am here to catch you back by the order of my senior brother and be punished by the door rules!" The young man sneered, approached Wang Lin, raised his right hand and grabbed Wang Lin's hair, obviously trying to carry Wang Lin's hair to the top of the mountain hall.

Just as the person's palm approached, Wang Lin turned around and looked at the young man coldly. In this look, the young man suddenly roared in his mind, as if Wang Lin's eyes were like two sharp swords piercing his eyes and directly piercing into his soul.

The young man's face suddenly changed, as if he was stunned, standing there, his whole body was as solidified. All this was just a moment. As Wang Lin's eyes moved away, the young man seemed to have recovered his breathing. He stepped out several steps in a row and almost fell down. Looking at the eyes of the former king Lin, he showed a look of fear and horror.

"You...you..."

In this world of the fifth flower, Wang Lin turned into the early appearance of the Qicai Immortal Lord and gained the memory of his early years. He knew that the Qicai Immortal Lord back then had a weak personality, not as powerful as he did later.

The seven-colored Immortal Lord of this age should have been protected in the sect because of his excellent talent, but his master has been in seclusion for many years. As a result, his talent is jealous and his life is not satisfactory within the sect.

For example, the young man in front of him is one of the most common humiliation. However, his fellow disciples will not put rejection on the surface, but will take action in secret. Most of them are like this young man, dealing with the rules of the sect.

The colorful immortal master in his early years was not until more than ten years later, when he was attracted by his master, that he gradually made his mark in the sect.

But Wang Lin was not Su Dao, so he naturally would not let history pass as usual. When the young man was shocked and retreated, Wang Lin stepped forward and took a step and stood directly beside the young man. The young man suddenly looked pale and his eyes became even more fearful. He could not imagine why the scene just now would be like that.

He went out for some time and just came back yesterday, but he didn't expect that Su Dao was completely different, and he had allowed him to bully him before.

"You..." The young man was about to speak, but his voice did stop abruptly. Wang Lin grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted him up. His breathing was blocked. The man's face turned red immediately, and he even grabbed Wang Lin's arm with both hands and struggled away.

But no matter how hard he struggled, Wang Lin's hands were like iron clips, without any delay.

"Don't mess with me, there's no next time, do you understand?" Wang Lin grabbed the young man's neck, slowly pulled him closer to him, looked at the other person, and spoke word by word.

The young man's pupils were already a little dissipated, so scared that he was almost scattered. He could not nodded in a trembling state, but his appearance clearly showed that he would never dare to provoke Wang Lin again.

Slowly letting go of his hand, Wang Lin smiled on his face, patted the young man's head, and said slowly, "Follow me up the mountain." As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the main hall on the top of the mountain.

The young man touched his neck and gasped, and it took him a while to recover. His eyes looked at Wang Lin were filled with fear and awe. For the moment, he felt death. Even when he felt that Su Dao in front of him would really kill him in a moment. He was trembling, and he hurriedly followed Wang Lin.

The mountain road winds, and steps are like the sky. Wang Lin walks on it. The wind blows, blowing his long hair away and blowing his clothes. In the wind, there is also a fragrance of soil that penetrates into his heart and feels very comfortable to smell.

"With this kind of fairy energy nourishment, all creatures in the Xiangang Continent will be strong and suitable for cultivating immortals. Even the spirit of plants and trees will appear, and even ferocious beasts will turn into humans..." Although Wang Lin knew that even the fairy energy and fragrance in the wind were fake, this falsehood means that the Xiangang Continent is indeed like this.

It is completely different from the cave world.

As we moved forward, there were already dark clouds in the sky, and at this moment, the dark clouds became thicker. Several of them touched each other, and immediately there were loud bangs, and lightning roaring by. Looking up, the lightning looked like a silver snake twisting and flashing by.

"It's going to rain..." Wang Lin murmured, walked up the steps to the end of the mountain top, and saw the magnificent hall above it, which was about hundreds of feet tall, standing there, looking like a giant beast.

Outside the hall is a square about a thousand feet away. There is a huge incense burner in the middle of the square, and nine incense sticks as thick as arms on it burn the blue smoke and start to rise into the air.

At this moment, nearly a hundred monks had stood in the square, talking in a low voice in groups of three or three.

The moment Wang Lin stepped into this square, the sky was thunder roaring, and the raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky like pouring, forming a rain curtain. In the rain curtain, even the figures became blurred.
Chapter completed!