Chapter 1781: A door of swallowing clouds and spitting mist appears

In the memory of the third soul of the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord, the competition five months later was extremely profound. In that competition, Zhou Li obtained the qualification to practice Yundao Tianzhi, and his cultivation was already well-known in the Donglin Sect generation. He entered the top ten in one fell swoop, and won the ninth place, and received the reward for entering Donglinchi to practice.

However, Su Dao lost the qualification to practice the Yundao Heavenly Art, his timid personality became more and more serious, and even slightly distorted, and became dark.

He failed in that competition. It can be said that this competition was a huge turning point in Su Dao's life and the cause of his drastic change in his personality.

In the following years, Su Dao was almost in a slump and rarely talked to others. He spent all day in seclusion and practiced alone. It was not until he accidentally met his master and was personally educated that he slowly showed his strengths.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. In an unexpected encounter, Su Dao was expelled from Donglin Sect. After endless years, there was no Donglin Sect Su Dao again. Some of them turned into cruelty and killing with their own struggles and unwillingness. In the end, they created the Seven Dao Sect and became the Sect Master's Seven Colorful Immortal Lord!

As for Zhou Li, he was captured by him on the day when Qicai Immortal Lord achieved enlightenment and was cruel and bloodthirsty.

These scenes echoed in Wang Lin's mind like a picture. He sat in the middle of the mountain, beside the winding river, and was still the big bluestone. Looking at the river, it seemed that in the river, he saw memories flowing.

This is the third day that Master Su Dao taught Yundao's Heavenly Art. His master has gone in seclusion again. As for Zhou Li, he left in seclusion and practiced in seclusion. However, his inner hatred for Su Dao was just like Su Dao was to him back then.

The river was rushing, and the memory of the third soul in Wang Lin's mind gradually blurred, and replaced by the mantra of the Yundao Tianzhi.

Donglin Sect is one of the nine sects and thirteen sects in the Xiangang Continent. Although it is not as powerful as Ziyang Sect, it is extremely mysterious. The disciples in the sect rarely go out.

The three supernatural powers of the sect are well-known in the Xiangang Continent and have been passed down since ancient times.

Among the three great powers, the cloud-dao Heavenly Art is even more profound and profound. It emphasizes the clouds of heaven and earth, as ethereal as the great way. After clouds are realized, they can be merged and united, and they can be born in the appearance of heaven through clouds, absorb the power of heaven and earth, turn them into their own arts, and use the clouds to perform the cloud-dao Heavenly Art!

It condenses its own cloud beasts and swallows clouds and spits mist. This magical power is hidden in the entry technique. If you can practice this entry technique to the extreme, you can understand this first technique!

For others, it takes a lot of time to practice the Yundao Tianzhi mantra and have strong power of enlightenment. However, Wang Lin had a profound cultivation level, far from being comparable to Zhou Li or Su Dao back then.

In addition, the origin of the seven paths is all realized by oneself, so it is very simple to practice the introductory method of the Yundao Heavenly Art.

In the river water in front of Wang Lin, a trace of white air floated up, floating like to smoke, heading straight for Wang Lin, and after several circles outside his body, he drilled into his body along the seven orifices.

Slowly, the winding river drifted from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and spread like clouds, wrapping Wang Lin's body in and slowly integrating into it.

Wang Lin's figure appeared and faintly inside the white air. After a long time, not only did the white air appear in the river, but also the white air slivered and merged into the grass and trees in the mountains.

Soon, Wang Lin was a hundred feet away, and he could not see his five fingers. He was all surrounded by white air, rolling like a dragon.

"I wonder if this cloud-dao Heavenly Technique can continue to practice after I leave the world where the fifth flower is..." Wang Lin looked in his white energy, his eyes were filled with contemplation.

Although he had only practiced this technique for two days, he could see the vastness and vastness of it. This spell that absorbs cloud energy into the body can change the structure of the body, and will eventually be like the clouds in the sky, as if they were separated from the heaven and earth in the vague state, making people puzzled.

Sitting next to the river, time flies for a month. During this month, Wang Lin always sat cross-legged here, constantly absorbing the white air emitted by all things in the world, blending into his body, turning into an extremely comfortable and warm feeling.

The more he practiced this technique, the more often the world around the seventh and four will show signs of distortion and collapse. This is caused by memory changes, but if it were not for a very violent memory change like a reversal of the universe, these distortion and collapse signs would not allow Wang Lin to find the real gate.

On this day, the mist outside Wang Lin's body slowly dissipated and finally all merged into his body. Wang Lin opened his eyes. His eyes were like clouds and smoke, looking blurry, but it was full of strange power, which could intimidate people's minds and make people look at him, as if immersed in the thick clouds and mist, and while unable to distinguish the direction, he lost himself.

"This technique... is extraordinary!" Wang Lin exhaled a breath of turbid air. The breath was gray fog, which was pushed out three feet in front of him like a dragon, and slowly dissipated.

"The clouds and mist energy on the mountain peaks here are not too strong, and there is a slight lack of practice in this technique... If you want to achieve the masterpiece of this technique and trigger memory changes, you need to absorb more cloud energy." Wang Lin stood up, his eyes flashed, and in his mind, there was a picture at this moment. This picture was created by him, more like a map.

This map is the moment when Wang Lin taught the magic a month ago. Wang Lin changed the original memory of the third soul. The eight gates hidden in the fifth flower world appeared.

However, the eight gates' senses dissipated in an instant, and Wang Lin could only outline the eight gate map based on his feelings. During this month, he continued to practice the cloud-dao Heavenly Technique and constantly stimulated the memory of the third soul. The signs of the distortion of the heaven and earth that appeared at that time slowly made the map outlined in Wang Lin's mind have a door, and the location gradually became clearer.

As he stood up, Wang Lin jumped up and disappeared in an instant by the small river. When he appeared, he was already in the sky of the Donglin Sect. He did not pause, and his whole body emitted a burst of white aura, galloping forward like a cloud.

The technique of cloud movement is endless in a flash.

In the sky, in this area, dark clouds were filled with dark clouds, thunder thunder, rain fell, and the downpour of the earth and the plain below, the dark clouds were extremely large, covering a city below, where countless mortals from the Immortal Continent lived.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the dark clouds in the air, and sucked out with his hands in his hands. After sucking, the thunder became even more violent, and the thunder rose up. Lightning kept wandering in the world, and the rain became heavier.

But the dark cloud rolled up, and outside the seven orifices of Wang Lin, a trace of clouds was constantly pulled out of the dark clouds and directly merged into his body.

Time flies, and it is seven days. After seven days, the dark clouds become thinner from the thick and thinner, and disappear on a large scale. Only the sky is covered with clouds as big as a palm. The clouds and mists are like spirits, galloping forward.

Wherever you pass, any clouds exist, and when they touch the clouds and mist, they immediately roll violently. After they are finally absorbed and disappeared, the palm-sized clouds gallop away again.

Seven days later, another seven days. In a blink of an eye, it has been two months since Wang Lin learned the Cloud Daotian technique. On the last day of these two months, the clouds and mist in the sky that had already floated to some unknown place quickly wriggled and contracted, and finally turned into seven cloud dragons, rushing into the seven orifices of a figure that appeared in the contraction of the clouds and mist.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, opened his eyes, his pupils disappeared, and replaced by a cloud of choice, which looked amazing.

"In two months, I have practiced the introductory Technique of the Cloud Dao Tianzhi to the ninth level, and I am still a little short of being perfect... This is not the biggest gain. The real gain is that during the two months of practice, as I continue to change my memory, I found one of the eight gates!" Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light, but after his pupils were exposed, it looked a hazy.

In his mind, there was a door in the map he had drawn, which became completely clear.

"If you are lucky, you may be able to find the true gate in one go..." Wang Lin took a step forward and headed straight to the ground below. There was an endless jungle on the ground, and mountains stood up, and waves of ferocious beasts roared.

In an instant, Wang Lin rushed into the jungle, wandered straight ahead, and quickly left according to the place where the door he felt in his mind.

Not long after, Wang Lin's body stayed next to a very ordinary tree in the jungle. He stared at the tree. The more than ten feet tall the tree, the more people looked very small under it.

I don’t know how long this tree has survived, but there are five people hugging each other.

A huge python about a hundred feet long was wrapped around the tree, and its huge head was raised. While spitting out the core, it stared at Wang Lin with cold eyes.

Wang Lin ignored the python. He placed his right hand on the tree and his eyes slowly closed.

The python wrapped around this tree contracted its head and slowly crawled up as it wriggled. It could feel Wang Lin's terror and dare not provoke him.

After climbing a few feet, the python jumped, let go of the big tree, jumped up directly from the side, and landed on the ground with a bang, lifting up a large number of rotten leaves, swung its body, and wandered towards the depths of the jungle.

Just as the python left, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened and looked directly at the hundred-foot python that was about to leave. His eyes flashed and he headed straight for the python. His right hand suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the tail of the python. With a shake, the python roared, and his body was emitting a shocking black light.

There was a faint phantom of a huge door that emerged on the back of the python.

This python is one of the eight gates, not that big tree! This was clearly noticed by Wang Lin the moment the python left.
Chapter completed!