Chapter 1831 Soul-derived Thunder!

In the Great Soul Sect, the mountain in the cave where Wang Lin is located is extremely unique. The burning flame seems to never be extinguished and burns violently, but there is no trace of tobacco floating up. Only the heaven and earth around the mountain are twisted in the sea of ​​fire, making everything look like illusion when you look at it.

The heat is everywhere inside, and a lot of sweat can be secreted as soon as it approaches. If it is closer, even the blood in the body will boil.

Wang Lin only retained three caves in the entire Yanmai Peak, and the rest were all destroyed. Now, he is the only one who exists in this peak.

Sitting cross-legged in the cave that originally belonged to Yan Luan, behind Wang Lin's original true body transformed and slowly merged into the mountain, as if it had become one with the mountain.

Wang Lin breathed in cross-legged for a moment, opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Big Soul Sect..." Wang Lin raised his right hand and immediately a purple jade slip appeared in his hand, with an ancient aura emitting a slight decay.

"Soul Reborn Dao... The person I met in this life is the best person to calculate is Tianyunzi! Qinglin also has similar Taoism... This kind of magical power of deduction and calculation is extremely effective. I used Tianyunzi's clone to calculate and deal with several life and death crises...

Now that the soul-destination magical power is in hand, you must learn it. Otherwise, it will be difficult for an inch of time to move on this Xiangang Continent... More importantly, it is to hide everything about yourself, making it difficult for others to calculate..." While Wang Lin pondered, his spiritual sense spread out and covered his jade slip.

But at this moment, Wang Lin suddenly looked up and the entire Yanmai Mountain had merged with his original true body. It can be said that this mountain is like its true body. He clearly felt that outside the mountain, a woman was walking between heaven and earth.

The woman stopped outside the mountain. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and a soft and beautiful voice came out.

"Disciple Aan Shanmeng, on the order of the master, came here to ask for a visit according to the words of the elder Wang."

"Yan Shanmeng..." Wang Lin smiled slightly, lowered his head and stopped paying attention. Instead, he filled his spiritual sense and slowly began to study the jade slip in his hand.

"The soul is the Tao, the Tao becomes the soul, and the Tao seeks life..." The moment Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness merged into the jade slip, an old voice slowly circulated in his mind. The sound seemed to carry a strange force, which made Wang Lin immerse himself in it and feel the soul in the jade slip.

Time passes slowly, and it will be a day in a blink of an eye.

Aan Shanmeng always stood outside the mountain, waiting with her head down. The high temperature here was like waves, making Aan Shanmeng's clothes wet with sweat and pressed against her body, which was very uncomfortable, but she still stood there, waiting for Wang Lin's summoning.

This feeling made her helpless. Looking back on the scenes of that year, a trace of resentment flashed again in her eyes, but she quickly hid it.

In the mountain cave, Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked at the jade slip in his hand, and was silent for a while.

"Forty-nine billion rune inscriptions...Each rune inscription takes a certain amount of time before it can be imprinted in the soul... Hundreds of thousands of rune inscriptions are small successes. Twenty-seven billion is the most important, and 49 billion is the most important...

This technique is quite strange and easy to get started, but if you want to go further, the difficulty is too amazing. And the more you go, the more complicated the rune inscriptions, and the more time you imprint the soul! Is this the soul of the Great Soul Sect?..." Wang Lin was silent for a moment, his expression was a little strange.

"According to the time given on this jade slip, this technique can be started for three days. Within three days, whenever the cultivation level reaches the third step, nine out of ten people can complete the 100,000 rune inscriptions on the soul...

But if you want to reach a moderate level, it will take 999 years... and you have to retreat at all times... This is also possible. It is not uncommon for monks to retreat for a thousand years.

But if you want to achieve great success, forty-nine billion rune inscriptions will actually be in seclusion for 178,000 years. This..." Wang Lin frowned. He vaguely understood why the Qingniu Ancestor easily gave him this seemingly precious soul Yandao so happily.

This technique cannot achieve great success at all! At most, it is only a medium level!

With a cold snorting, Wang Lin closed his eyes and continued to immerse himself in the branded rune inscription in his soul. Soon, at dusk on the third day, the world was golden and contained a hint of dullness. Wang Lin opened his eyes again.

"It turns out to be the time judged in the jade slip. Three days, 100,000 rune inscriptions are imprinted on the soul..." Wang Lin raised his right hand, and then he made a little eyebrows. He immediately felt a wave of his body, and wisps of soul energy spread out from the heavenly spirit. The soul energy swirled around and soon turned into a villain above Wang Lin's head.

This villain is only three inches, and his body is transformed from 100,000 rune inscriptions imprinted in Wang Lin's soul. This villain does not look like Wang Lin. He only has a pair of eyes, no nose or mouth, and even ears.

With a gentle jump, the villain immediately landed in front of Wang Lin. When Wang Lin stretched out his right hand, the villain jumped up again and stood in Wang Lin's palm.

Looking at this villain, Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light. On this villain, the 100,000 runes flashed in detail, making it faintly visible to the naked eye, but with a glance at his spiritual sense, it was empty.

When Wang Lin looked at this villain, it was also looking at Wang Lin. His eyes were clear and contained an indescribable spirit. At the moment when he looked at him, Wang Lin felt a sense of dazedness.

"The souls are induced to find my own mystery!" Wang Lin suddenly spoke, trying to calculate his own good fortune. The moment he spoke, the little man in his palm trembled and emitted a wave of faint light. His body immediately knelt in his palm, kowtowing to Wang Lin.

The first time I kowtowed, the moment the little man's head touched the skin of Wang Lin's palm, a strange force seemed to radiate from the little man's body, rushed into Wang Lin's palm, and poured into his mind.

Wang Lin had a flash in front of him, and he seemed to see a fog. The fog was filled with blood. He could see countless figures, but it was not clear.

At this moment, the villain kowtowed again. The moment when his eyebrows touched the skin of Wang Lin's palm for the second time, Wang Lin's mind thumped, and the fog in front of him seemed to be about to forcefully break away after a force emerged.

He faintly seemed to see a mountain, shrouded in thunder, as if it was a thunder mountain with the greatest heaven and earth. At the foot of the mountain, he suddenly saw a person, who seemed to be suppressed at the bottom of the thunder mountain!

Lightning came from the sky, and the thunder continued to thunder on this mountain. He also saw a huge chariot composed of lightning and thunder in the sky. On the chariot stood a figure composed of thunder, looking down at the earth.

Wang Lin's heart was shocked. He stared at the appearance of the suppressed person at the foot of the mountain without thinking, but it was blurry and could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, the little man in his palm was trembling and kowtowed to Wang Lin for the third time. The moment his eyebrows touched his palm, Wang Lin's body shook violently, his mind roared, as if he had gained a force to break through the fog again, allowing him to see clearly the person under the mountain!

That person is himself!!

The moment he saw all this clearly, the illusory scene in front of Wang Lin collapsed with a bang. He seemed to be hit by a cultivation star. With a bang, his spiritual consciousness quickly contracted.

"Who will suppress me with this thunder mountain in the future!" Wang Lin looked ferocious. While everything was broken in front of him, he forced his spiritual sense to stay. He suddenly looked up and looked on the figure on the chariot transformed by the sky thunder. He wanted to see the person clearly!

"Hushun Yandao, run it again!" I couldn't see clearly, but how could Wang Lin give up like this? While his mind was conveyed, the villain in his hand, his trembling body, kowtowed the fourth time again.

With a loud bang, the world Wang Lin looked at seemed to be roaring by, and the dazzling light completely illuminated the blurry sky and earth, allowing Wang Lin to see clearly the figure on the chariot at this moment and its appearance!

The moment he saw clearly, Wang Lin's mind was shocked, and his body trembled, the illusory world in front of him completely collapsed. His eyes condensed, and what he looked up was still in the cave.

The villain in his palm looked listless, his eyes were dim, and he was motionless.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Lin could not forget the person he looked at at last.

"Impossible...how could it be like this..." Wang Lin looked confused. After a long time, he held his palm and integrated the villain in his palm into his soul to nourish it.

"This matter is strange... But this soul can indeed deduce future changes. After this soul person has been cultivated for some time, I may be able to use it to calculate the whereabouts of Situ, Qingshui, Li Qianmei and others..." Wang Lin suppressed the shock caused by the scene he had seen in his heart while pondering. His cultivation reached the current level. He has experienced too many things in his life. Even if it is a big thing like the sky collapses and the earth is broken, he can calmly suppress it in his heart.

"It's been three days... I don't know what the three gifts that the Qingniu Ancestor said were... and he said before that I could enter the Soul Gathering Pavilion of the Great Soul Sect and choose a magical power..." Wang Lin's multiple illusions appeared in front of his eyes, and the souls of the ancestors of the Great Soul Sect that Yan Luan had used, summoned the souls of the Great Soul Sect's ancestors to appear.

After a moment of pondering, Wang Lin stood up and took a step forward, walked out of the cave, stepped on the burning mountain peak, and saw the extremely weak Aang Shanmeng outside at a glance.

She was still standing there. After seeing Wang Lin appearing, Aan Shanmeng looked complicated. When she was about to open her mouth to speak, Wang Lin shook his body and walked out of Yanmai Peak and passed by Aan Shanmeng.

"You!!" An Shanmeng's eyes showed anger, but she was suppressed by her. She stared at Wang Lin's leaving figure, took a deep breath, calmed down and continued to wait.

She has no way out...
Chapter completed!