: Grab the Cauldron

Qinglingxing, in the northwest, is located on a vast desert. The ground is placed in a certain order, with a large number of immortal jades, which form a huge formation.

In the formation, Wang Lin sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed. Every time he breathed, a large amount of fairy energy would be scattered from the formation and sucked into Wang Lin's body.

As the cycle continues, the immortal power in his body is slowly solidifying.

To achieve great perfection is not unattainable for a monk, but there are not many people who can achieve this step. The reason is not the artistic conception, not the immortal jade, but the Yuanli!

If the Yuan power of heaven and earth is combined with the Yuanshen and the Yuanshen is insufficient, even if you can win, it will not be perfect in the end.

Similarly, even if the Yuan power is sufficient, once the time of achieving the cultivation level is too serious, the Yuan spirit is injured, and the Yuan spirit is dispersed, then the Yuan energy that is fused with the Yuan spirit will not be able to reach the level of perfection in the end.

It can be said that Yuanli is the focus of the first step in practicing Taoism!

In addition, the monks who won the title cannot absorb the energy between heaven and earth, and cannot supplement it, so there are not many people who are naturally perfect.

At this moment, Wang Lin's Yuanli had reached the limit of fusion with the soul after the cultivation of the Leichi Pool, and met the most basic requirements. With the sublimation of artistic conception, he drove his cultivation in his body. As he absorbed a large amount of fairy energy, he was slowly approaching to the great perfection.

However, the immortal energy required for the first step of perfect cultivation was a very terrible amount. After a year of continuous absorption, Wang Lin used up all his immortal jade. He took out the immortal liquid from the storage bag without hesitation and swallowed it in one mouthful.

The fairy liquid entered the body, with a strong drunkenness, and mist radiated from Wang Lin's body. The fog contained a scent of wine, spreading around.

At the same time, the fairy liquefied into a powerful immortal power, which lies in Wang Lin's body, like a powerful thrust, quickly advancing his cultivation to the great perfection.

When the mind is formed, the immortal moves with the aura. This is a description of the perfection of the pursuit of the tripod. The artistic conception of oneself is complete and there is no flaw. The heart of Tao is firm, and the immortal power in the body is full of vitality. Even the breath seems to contain the immortal energy.

In the 19th and eight months after Wang Lin came to Qinglingxing, he achieved success!

Within countless miles, with Wang Lin's perfect pace, all the immortal jades became ashes, and the wilderness on the ground grew tender green at this moment. From a distance, they looked full of vitality.

Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, and there was a sky filled with clouds and smoke floating by.

"A thousand years of practice of Taoism will eventually be perfect..." Wang Lin exhaled and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking back thousands of years ago, the little figure under the Hengyue Sect was now perfect in the first step of practicing Taoism, which had surpassed the Zhuquezi back then. I am afraid that everyone on the Zhuque Star would not imagine this.

Wang Lin did not get up, but instead used his right hand to touch the storage bag. A golden fairy pen appeared in his hand. Wang Lin held it with one hand, like a splash of ink on the wind, drawing it casually in front of him.

His previous limit was seven runes. At this moment, he completed it in one go. When the seven strokes fell, he drew another stroke. The eight runes emitted dazzling golden light, like the gorgeous sun, which made people look at it and they would absorb their minds.

"The power of the Eight Bi is higher than before!" Wang Lin's eyes were calm. At this moment, he did not look like a monk, but a Confucian scholar who was good at reading wise books.

When the writing was finished, the runes dissipated and the soul contained in it returned to Wang Lin's body.

Wang Lin stood up, stepped forward, and disappeared without a shadow.

Half a month later, a lightning ray of lightning rushes out from the Qingling Star and soars into the sky. In the lightning, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the back of the thunder beast, closing his eyes and silent.

At this moment, all the monks of Qinglingxing looked up one after another, and in their respectful expressions, they felt relieved, as if the invisible pressure gradually disappeared as Wang Lin left.

Before leaving, Wang Lin took away the ascension fruits and another batch of resentful jade slips that had been planted in the past ten years. The soul of his spring in the underworld had already traces of condensation and awakening.

The lightning roared, and Wang Lin left the Qingling Star, who had lived in for nearly twenty years.

This is his cave. After taking the Thunder Cauldron, he will naturally come back. It will be safer to go to the Thunder Immortal Realm from here.

As the lightning rumbling, he galloped in the starry sky. Wang Lin opened his eyes and pondered on the thunder beast.

If you want to go to the thunder fairy world, you must have a thunder cauldron. If there is no such thing, there will be no way to go to the thunder fairy world. Wang Lin naturally knows this.

However, the Luotian Star Domain is different from the Alliance Star Domain. The Thunder Cauldron does not disperse, but for some reason, it appears uniformly in the Thunder Immortal Palace. The people from the Thunder Immortal Palace distribute one to several people based on the strength of each cultivation family.

At present, there are only three months before the exact time of opening the Thunder Immortal Realm. It was when each family acquired the Thunder Cauldron. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Since there is no thunder cauldron, then just grab one!" Wang Lin put his right hand on the head of the thunder beast and patted it gently. The thunder beast immediately raised his head and roared, with a look of enjoyment.

In fact, if you look for Shen Gonghu, you may also get the Thunder Cauldron. However, Shen Gonghu's cultivation is too high. If you meet him frequently, you may have flaws. So if it is not a huge thing, Wang Lin would not want to find this person.

It is impossible for everyone to enter the second step of the cultivator who enters the Thunder Immortal Realm to be a cultivator. After all, there are not many people who enter the second step, and most of the entrants are often in infant transformation and pursuing cultivation.

In Luotiannan Domain, Wang Lin had a jade slip left by Shen Gonghu, and found a cultivation star. Wang Lin did not pay attention to the name of this star. Shen Gonghu's jade slip once said that there are two cultivation families in this star. Every time the Thunder Immortal Realm is opened, both families will obtain one or two thunder cauldrons. Moreover, no one in these two cultivation families has achieved a perfect cultivation level of more than the perfection.

After coming to this cultivation star, Wang Lin scanned his spiritual sense and saw that the two strong people from the cultivation families on this planet were not there, so he floated in the starry sky, closing his eyes and meditating.

Time passed slowly. A month before the opening of the Thunder Immortal Realm, more than ten long rainbows roared like meteors in front of Wang Lin.

Among the more than ten cultivators who came back, one of them reached the Yin Void Realm, while the others were not as good as the infant transformation. They were extremely fast and whistled, but they stopped immediately from not far away, and their eyes instantly fell on Wang Lin in front of them.

The monk who reached the Yin Void Realm was an old man. He had silver hair and flashed in his eyes. His body had little energy and was not stable yet. It was obvious that he had just reached the Yin Void Realm, and it was definitely not long. He took a step forward and looked at Wang Lin carefully, with a look of surprise and doubt on his face.

"Sir, come to my holy altar star, I wonder what's wrong?" the old man said in a deep voice.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, frowned indefinitely, his eyes were calm, and he slowly said, "Are you going back to take the Thunder Cauldron?"

The old man looked moved and said, "Yes, what's wrong with the messenger? Please tell me clearly!"

"I need a thunder cauldron!" Wang Lin said calmly.

The old man looked at Wang Lin and laughed for a long time. His laughter contained a hint of arrogance. His eyes flashed and he shouted: "This time I went to the Leixian Palace, I heard that there were messengers who pretended to be Leixian Palace. I originally thought it was absurd. Today, when I saw you, my younger generation, I have confirmed that you are the fake person!"

"Oh?" Wang Lin looked as usual and looked at the old man calmly.

The old man sneered: "The envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, which one does not have a large number of dependent cultivation families. It is very simple to obtain a thunder cauldron. Besides, I have seen all the envoys of the Thunder Immortal Palace in the Luotiannan Domain, but you are extremely strange!

More importantly, this time the Thunder Immortal Realm is opened, and all the messengers of the Thunder Immortal Palace gather in the Thunder Immortal Palace. They will not come out until the Thunder Immortal Realm is opened!"

Wang Lin nodded and stopped talking nonsense. After getting up, the phantom moved, and the Immortal Guard puppet suddenly transformed out. Within one step, he took a step directly, and the golden light in his body flashed and punched out.

This punch brought a lot of sonic booms, and when the rumbling was rumbling, he headed straight to the old man.

The old man's expression changed. He only saw that Wang Lin's cultivation was to achieve great perfection. Even the thunder beast that Wang Lin sat down, he thought it was a false thing and did not take it seriously, but he did not expect that the other party had such a puppet.

With a cold snorting, the old man pinched his right hand and pointed forward. Suddenly, a black flame transformed out in his hand. With a bounce, the flame immediately dispersed and turned into countless flame points, spreading around like stars.

The tribe members around him had long dispersed and watched from afar.

The Immortal Guard puppets didn't care about the flame points at all. They let them fall on their bodies, and their speed not only did not decrease, but also faster. The fist brought the distance to the whistling, and in a step, they came to the old man. When they fell, they formed a qi dragon and broke through the air and shot out.

The old man's expression changed slightly, and his body immediately stepped back. At the same time, he made gestures with both hands. A flame shield immediately appeared in front of him. The fist of the Immortal Guard landed on the flame shield and made a loud rumbling sound.

A crack immediately appeared on the flame shield and collapsed instantly.

As the sound echoed, the old man looked pale and his figure quickly retreated. As for the Immortal Guard puppet, he was also taken back several steps by the recoil force, and a black flame burned along his arms and spread throughout his body.

"I only have a thunder cauldron!" Wang Lin looked calm and looked at the old man.

The old man stared at Wang Lin. The puppet's punch just now surprised him a lot. If he did not use the Yuanli magic power, he would not be able to defeat the puppet with his cultivation level.

"This person has such a puppet, which is definitely not an ordinary person. Even if he pretends to be an envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, it has nothing to do with me. But... If I handed over a thunder cauldron like this, wouldn't my Zhang family lose all face..." The old man felt a little embarrassed. If Wang Lin's cultivation level reached the second step, perhaps the old man would agree. After all, this time their family obtained three thunder cauldrons and gave one, it was not impossible to give one. But if he was asked by a cultivator who won the Great Perfection, he would handed over it directly, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Wang Lin was unwilling to talk nonsense to him. Although this person's cultivation was somewhat beyond his expectations, the other party had just entered the Yinxu realm and was not yet stable. Wang Lin was now in the Great Perfection, and with his magical powers and magic weapons, it was not difficult to fight him.

He patted the storage bag and immediately a rock appeared in his hand. After the stone appeared, it immediately transformed into a huge fairy mountain. The immortal power was strong and a hint of pressure was faintly revealed.

Wang Lin pressed his right hand on it, and the rock suddenly shook, and a vicissitudes of breath came out from it. This breath condensed under Wang Lin's right hand. When he raised it, a trace of mist quickly gathered, forming a fist-sized fog ball.

The old man's face changed drastically when he saw this scene, his body retreated without hesitation, and he said in a silence: "The technique of drawing spirits!! You are just the first step to achieve the perfection, how could a monk use such magical powers!"

Wang Lin's eyes were plain, and his right hand pushed forward. The fog ball flew out instantly, and with a powerful pressure, he headed straight for the old man. At the same time, Wang Lin moved his body, followed by the fog ball, and raised his right hand, and a lightning lightning condensed in his hand. In an instant, a roar of thunder came from the starry sky. In the flash of lightning, a ray of lightning turned into substantial lightning on Wang Lin's right hand, condensed.

At this moment, Wang Lin was like the immortal who controlled the lightning, holding lightning, his eyes were cold, and he walked towards the old man in a step.

The old man's expression changed drastically, his body retreated again, he made gestures with his hands, and immediately placed it between his eyebrows. At a glance, his eyebrows squirmed, and in an instant, a gap was cracked in the middle, as if he had a third eye!

His face turned red, and blood flowed rapidly throughout his body, as if it had condensed on his face at once. The energy in his body also flowed wildly, condensing to the middle of his eyebrows with the blood.

As if he was torn apart, the moment when the huge pain emerged from the old man's whole body, the third eye between his eyebrows slowly opened, and a low roar came from the old man's mouth. He stared at Wang Lin, pinched his hands and pressed his ears to both acupoints!

With a bang, the third eye between his eyebrows opened very loudly, and a red light spread out from it, forming a fan shape and spreading sharply forward.

Wang Lin's expression moved. The other party's magical powers were too strange. His body relaxed slightly. At this moment, the soul of the Immortal Mountain approached the old man, but it happened to be the moment when the other party's third eye opened.

In the red light, the soul of the fairy mountain suddenly collapsed. Wang Lin's eyes condensed when he saw this scene, and the lightning on his right hand was thrown out without hesitation.

As the rumbling sounded, lightning roared out and headed straight for the old man. The old man was a little powerless to use this mysterious Yuanli magic power. After all, he had just reached yin deficiency for less than two years and his Yuanli was too little.

At this moment, the red light of the third eye only persisted for three breaths, and immediately could not bear it. The third eye automatically closed and dissipated.

When lightning, the mountain soul that had not yet completely collapsed came, the old man gritted his teeth, took out an object, and raised it above his head!

Wang Lin grabbed the void with his left hand and held the thing in the old man's hand in his hand. This thing was the Thunder Cauldron!
Chapter completed!