: Infant

"No, if the seventh-grade spiritual pill is released, there will be a strange phenomenon, but now, why are there no strange phenomenon?" Li Muwan stared at the spiritual pill and murmured to herself without turning her eyes.

Wang Lin grabbed his right hand from the air, and the spiritual pill suddenly moved and flew into his hand. He clamped the pill with two fingers. Wang Lin took a look at it intently.

The color of this elixir is green, and bursts of spiritual power radiate from the spider-web-like cracks on the surface. The entire secret room became unimaginably dense at this moment.

"Is this a seventh-grade spiritual pill?" Wang Lin said, looking at Li Muwan.

Li Muwan stepped forward a few steps, stood beside Wang Lin, took the pill from his hand, looked carefully, and sighed: "To be precise, this pill belongs to the fake seventh grade, and it is actually the upper level of the sixth grade. The time we opened the pill seal must be quite different, so the pill surface was broken and the quality decreased. If this pill was opened in the correct way, its quality would definitely reach the above seventh grade. As a sect of the fourth-level cultivation country, Qihuang Sect must have refined a rare fifth-level upper level spiritual pill, and then stored it with the pill seal. According to the guess of the quality of this pill, its storage period is probably at least thousands of years."

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, stared at the pill, and said, "Can you recognize this pill?"

Li Muwan pondered a little, her beautiful eyes lit up and said, "The alchemy sword of Qihuangmen is a bit off the curve. There are three most famous elixirs. If Wan'er didn't guess, this elixir should be Qingyun Pill! This Qingyun Pill has the rumor that it is difficult to measure ghosts and gods, and it should be no problem to break through the elixir stage."

Wang Lin pondered for a little while, after taking the pill, he said to Li Muwan: "Wait for me!"

Li Muwan nodded softly, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, and she said softly: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter even if she fails. With the help of this alchemy tripod, Wan'er will definitely make the Yuntian Sect's Seven Cauldrons break up. At that time, they will definitely have no time to take care of us."

A trace of cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes and said calmly: "It shouldn't be so troublesome!" After that, he looked back at Danding, sat cross-legged without saying a word, and pointed his right hand on his eyebrows, and suddenly he disappeared from the spot.

Li Muwan bit her lower lip. If she had left for too long, it would definitely lead to suspicion. After pondering for a while, she waved her right hand and a formation suddenly appeared on the wall. Li Muwan sent her body and sank into the formation and disappeared into the secret room.

At this moment, Ouyang Zi's alchemy in the square above the secret room had reached a white heat. His eyes flashed with excitement and muttered to himself. After a long time, he shouted softly and took off his whole body, waved his hands down, and the alchemy tripod was immediately shocked.

At this moment, the wind and clouds changed color, and the originally dark sky suddenly became brighter. A elixir with golden light slowly floated up from the elixir, floating higher and higher.

Around the pills, the six wandering souls slowly revealed their figures. These six souls were the six alchemists who had previously sacrificed their blood, and they were wandering beside the pills.

Ouyang Zi looked solemn and clasped his fists and said loudly: "Six fellow Taoists, thanks to your help, I cannot repay you. From then on, this pill is called the Six Path Spirit Pill, so I can pay tribute to you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the six transformed wandering souls showed a look of relief on their faces. After looking at the pill reluctantly, they dissipated one by one.

At the same time, the pill slowly fell and was grabbed by Ouyang Zi. Although his expression was as normal, he was quite excited and said in his heart: "It's successful! In this way, I can try to refine the sixth-grade spiritual pill!"

Besides, Wang Lin, he was cross-legged in Tianni Space, staring at the green pill in his hand, with his eyes hesitant. After a little, his eyes were certain and he threw the pill into his mouth without saying a word.

The entrance of this pill immediately turned into a blue spiritual power, which quickly wandered in Wang Lin's body. The ancient god technique ran wildly, devouring this endless spiritual power.

At the same time, Wang Lin's golden elixir rotated rapidly and grew rapidly.

Slowly, a trace of purple spiritual thread appeared in the golden elixir. As the spiritual threads increased, Wang Lin's cultivation level instantly reached the great perfection of the late stage of the elixir.

At this time, his cultivation was still growing, and the golden elixir continued to grow. Gradually, drops of golden liquid dripped from the golden elixir, as if it had melted.

His body became transparent at this moment, and he could clearly see all the changes inside it.

Wang Lin was at this time, his mentality was calm and calm. He meditated carefully and waited for the moment of his baby to form a baby. When the golden elixir was all melted, it was the time to form a baby. Wang Lin had struggled for more than 400 years to form a baby. In fact, this speed is not the fastest in the cultivation world, but not the longest.

For Wang Lin, the meaning of the word "者" is completely different from others.

Once he can successfully form a baby, it means that the previous plan has successfully completed the first step. The second step is to integrate the clone with the deity. Relying on this fusion, it leads the deity to form a baby!

Once the deity can form a baby, then his extreme spiritual consciousness will be able to make the first breakthrough. If this is really done, then he will be the first person in the entire Chu State!

Even in the sea of ​​demon cultivation, he had a foothold and the capital to fight with monks in the God Transformation Stage.

The most important point is that he has the strength to get back to Zhao State to take revenge. Teng Huayuan, the name Wang Lin has hated for more than 400 years. This kind of hatred is no longer something to describe, nor is it anyone who can stop it. If anyone stops it, he will have to pay the price of bleeding!

In 400 years, Wang Lin didn't know what level of cultivation Teng Huayuan's cultivation level had reached, but no matter what, once Wang Lin succeeded in becoming a baby, as long as Teng Huayuan did not reach the God Transformation Stage, his fate would not change at all.

Wang Lin would definitely not believe that in just four hundred years, a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul can soar to the level of transformation of God. You must know that above Nascent Soul, it goes without saying that it is a level. Even if you improve every small realm, it is extremely difficult.

The world of cultivation is a trapezoidal tower, and the more you go up, the less it becomes.

Condensing Qi, building foundation, forming elixirs, Nascent Soul, Transforming God, Infant Transformation, and Achievement, among the seven realms, Nascent Soul belongs to a watershed. Once it reaches Nascent Soul, it means that you can step into the threshold of true cultivation and become a member of the strong.

In addition to revenge, there is another important reason that also encourages him to continue practicing, that is, the sense of crisis of a long-haired man from the ancient gods.

He believed that with the talent of a long-haired man, he would definitely think of a way to leave the ancient gods' land. Once the other party left the ancient gods' land, he would definitely be the first one to look for!

After integrating the memory inheritance of ancient gods, Wang Lin could feel that he was transforming almost every day. This change was mainly the mind and spirit. He could feel that he was slowly overdoing and gradually moving closer to the world of ancient gods.

Before cultivating, Wang Lin’s biggest dream was to get fame and honor, and to make his parents live a good life in this life. Uncle Fourth gave him the qualification to cultivate immortality, which opened a new path for him. At that time, he believed that the county town outside the village was already the largest city. As for the capital where the mortal emperor was, he could hardly imagine it and never saw it.

When he first entered the world of cultivation, his dream of turning from fame to becoming an immortal. At the same time, he realized that Zhao State was just a small land, and in this world, there were many countries like Zhao State.

After experiencing great changes, Wang Lin kept urging himself and tried every means to make himself stronger. His purpose was to fight back to Zhao and take revenge! After experiencing one country after another, Wang Lin saw a lot. His horizon suddenly opened up. He knew that under his feet, it was called Zhuque Star. Zhao State was just a third-level cultivation country. Above this, there were also four, five, and even the final six-level cultivation country Zhuque State.

He knew that the Suzaku Star was actually the sutra of the suzaku Kingdom.

After obtaining the inheritance of the ancient god, his mind was once again impacted. There were too many planets like the Suzaku Star in the vast starry sky. The huge ancient god could destroy the power of a planet at will, giving him a deep sense of intoxication.

At that moment, Wang Lin's mentality changed drastically, and his dream improved again, constantly pursuing cultivation to make himself stronger. Only in this way can he survive in this world of cultivation.

It can be said that at this time, Wang Lin's mentality finally broke out from hatred. He is not just for revenge to practice, but for pursuing a dream, a strong man who is unwilling to be trampled by others and wants to pursue his limits.

This kind of mentality is a must-have for a strong man and always firmly determined.

Ten days later, Wang Lin walked out of Tian Ni. As soon as his body appeared, he immediately merged with the original deity in the secret room alchemy. At the same time, a trace of spiritual power of the seven cattails of the sky from the square was quietly and uninterrupted and slowly led down into Wang Lin's body.

The deity and the clone are undergoing a final fusion, and there is no room for any mistake here, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. At this time, Wang Lin was calm and immersed in the fusion of the clone and the deity.

Time passed slowly. In addition to the extreme level of cultivation hindering cultivation, there was also a thin silk of heavenly tribulation in Wang Lin's body. No one could know whether it could succeed in the end. All this depends on the choice of fate.

The Seven Cauldrons of the Sky in the square have stored as much spiritual power for thousands of years. In this way, he is constantly instilling spiritual power into Wang Lin's body. His ancient god skills are madly circulating, like a black hole, sucking these spiritual powers overwhelmingly.

At the moment when the clone merged with the deity, the ancient god Technique was also undergoing some kind of change. In summary, the first level of the ancient god Technique is only the word "devour".

The second layer is absorption.

Devouring and absorption are two completely different realms. Devouring means that all spiritual power enters Wang Lin's body. No matter what attributes it is, it will be swallowed by the ancient gods and transformed into spiritual power suitable for his cultivation. This is a passive realm.

Absorption is an active state, a powerful state that absorbs the cultivation of others.

In fact, the power of the ancient god clan depends entirely on a inherited ancient god technique. After each ancient god wakes up, he will naturally obtain the inherited martial arts of the ancient god technique in his mind.

As an ancient god, only after practicing the ancient god technique to the second level can one truly possess powerful attack power and use the body of the ancient god to perform the second level of martial arts. Then almost all the spiritual power within a radius of countless miles will be absorbed into the body and then swallowed and digested with the first level, thus forming a cycle.

However, the Ancient God Art is the skill of the ancient gods after all. If Wang Lin obtained the inheritance of power, he could naturally practice to the second level. But now, with his body as a mortal, it is too difficult to achieve the state of absorption.

Although there are some changes in the Ancient God Art, this transformation is really insignificant compared to the real second level.

Time flies, and the day of the double cultivation ceremony between Li Muwan and Sun Zhenwei is coming.

On this day, the entire Yuntian Sect was filled with joy, and the sky was cloudless and blue, but there was a trace of sword lights that quickly rushed towards the Yuntian Mountains from all directions.

Almost all the sects and cultivation families in the Chu State sent people here, most of which were heads or first disciples. Only Yuntian Sect could have such aura. If any sect had changed, it would not be possible.

Because there were too many people coming, Yuntian Sect opened the mountain gate wide and enveloped the entire Yuntian Mountains within the mountain protection formation. In addition, it also sent countless disciples of foreign sects to patrol in various important places, playing a role in welcoming them.

You should know that Li Muwan's status in Yuntian Sect is quite transcendent. After all, she is one of the only three fifth-grade alchemists. As for Sun Zhenwei, she is also famous. As one of the elders of the outer sect, her father's cultivation has reached the completion of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and is known as one of the candidates who are most likely to enter the late stage and become the ancestor in the past century.

In addition to these, Sun Zhenwei was also highly expected by the outer sect. Just when his cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage, there will be a series of appointments. In fact, secretly, he has been appointed as one of the next sect leader of the outer sect. If his father can become the ancestor, then he will naturally become the future sect leader of the outer sect.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to practice both in both practice and Li Muwan. In a sense, in addition to letting the inner sect tie Li Muwan tightly, for the outer sect, it is to use this to raise Sun Zhenwei's behavior and lay the foundation for him to take over the outer sect in the future.

These things are well understood by visitors from all sects. This dual cultivation can be said to be a point where the two sects inside and outside the Yuntian are more integrated.

After all, Yuntian Sect is divided into two sects: internal and external sects, internal sects refining alchemy, and external sects practice Taoism. They cooperate with each other, which gives the current status of Yuntian Sect.

Sun Zhenwei was wearing a red long gown, and his tall body looked gentle and handsome. He was following the sect leader of the inside and outside sects and several elders, standing outside the hall to welcome the distinguished guests here.

Although he smiled, his eyes were always beating. In fact, the closer he was to the day of the ceremony, the more frightened he was, as if he felt a great disaster was coming.

This feeling seemed extremely ridiculous to him. It would be fine if it were a few days ago. But today is the big day of Yuntian Sect, and almost all the late Nascent Soul ancestors have come out of seclusion. If someone makes trouble today, then there will be only a dead end.

Unless the other party’s cultivation level reaches the stage of God Transformation!

However, Sun Zhenwei did not think that as a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, he would come to the Yuntian Sect to make trouble. Even in the God Transformation Stage, with the background of the trolls behind the Yuntian Sect, any cultivator in the God Transformation Stage would have to take into account some of the matter.

In this way, Sun Zhenwei could hardly find any reason to make himself frightened. He smiled secretly and thought to himself that he was thinking too much.

But even though that was the case, the cold eyes of the person who knew Li Muwan were sometimes flashing in his mind.

At this time, an old man in gray who had taken several steps before Sun Zhenwei looked at Sun Zhenwei with a slightly slower pace. When Sun Zhenwei approached, he said in a deep voice: "Zhenwei, don't think too much. If the person who knows Elder Li comes here today, he will definitely make him unable to fly for his father! Even if he has a great cultivation level, it will be useless. I have discussed this with the sect leader, so don't worry."

The old man's tone was plain, but he had an unquestionable aura. This person was Sun Zhenwei's father, and one of the elders of the outer sect.

Sun Zhenwei quickly respectfully said that he could hide Wang Lin's affairs from anyone, but he did not dare to hide anything from his father, and he had already told him everything.

At this moment, he heard that the sect leader was involved in this matter, and when he looked up, he saw the white-haired old man standing side by side with the head of the inner sect at the front, turned his head and smiled slightly at him.

This person is Liu Fei, the leader of the outer sect of Yuntian Sect. His cultivation is mysterious. It is rumored that he has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. However, this person has practiced a mysterious technique and can conceal his cultivation. Unless his strength is higher than him, it is difficult to see through it.

The person next to this white-haired old man was Song Qing, the head of the inner sect. Behind him, he followed a group of people. If you look closely, you can find that these people have different levels of cultivation, but if each of them is placed in another sect, you can become the chief alchemist with noble status.

"Secretary of the Haoran Sect, elder Xu Li, come and congratulate me!" A long nou came from a distance, and the sound came one after another, passing through the Yuntian Mountains.

At the same time, two long rainbows broke through the air one by one and one behind. When they landed outside the hall, they revealed their figures. One of them was wearing a purple robe and his face was full of vicissitudes.

This person is Sima Yunan, the head of Haoran Sect. He appeared behind him and immediately laughed, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Song, Brother Liu, congratulations!"

Next to him was Xu Li wearing a blue shirt. As he was, he naturally could not interrupt at this time, so he smiled and clasped his fists.

Liu Feichang, the leader of the Foreign Sect, smiled and took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Sima, you and I have not seen each other for more than ten years. If it weren't for the invitation from the Japanese Sect, it would be difficult for you to come here."

Song Qing, the head of the inner sect, chased his chin and beard and smiled, "Old Sima, you promised to give me a thousand-year-old red fruit last time. Have you ever brought it today?"

Sima Yunnan smiled and said, "Don't make things difficult for you two, for nothing. You have a good memory. Zhu Guo has brought it. But I have a disciple who wants to make a pill. You have to give me 180 pills, otherwise I won't give this Zhu Guo!"

The three of them laughed and talked to each other for a few more words. Liu Fei waved his hand, and Sun Zhenwei immediately stepped forward to guide him and took Sima Yunnan and Xu Li into the hall.

Sima Yunnan looked at Sun Zhenwei carefully and smiled, "It turns out that he is a handsome talent. His cultivation is already at the threshold of infant formation. In less than a hundred years, Yuntian Sect will definitely add another Nascent Soul Stage master, OK!"
To be continued...