Everything happened so suddenly, Amon and his grandfather didn't react at all, and when they came to their senses, Wang Lin was already sitting on the ground and cultivating. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although they didn't know what had just happened, and they were all worried about Wang Lin's condition, especially the blood that flowed out, they didn't bother.

The monks forbade outsiders to disturb them while they were healing, and they knew this, so even if they were worried and anxious, they just waited quietly.

After a short time, Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, although his face was very pale, but it was covered by a silver mask, no one could see it, he nodded at Ameng's grandson and stood up.

"Big Brother Demon, what happened to you just now? No, it can't be because you were injured for me, right?" Amun's mind was very smart, and he understood when he saw Wang Lin's appearance.

Wang Lin touched his head and said softly: "It's none of your business, it's my own carelessness, you go out first, I have something to tell your grandfather." ”

Amon glanced at Wang Lin again, he could hear that the other party was comforting him, but he hesitated for a moment and walked out, he understood Wang Lin's kindness better.

After Amon went out, Wang Lin told the old man what he had just seen, but who knew that the old man's face showed deep joy after listening to it, but the joy was followed by a deep sigh.

The old man sighed and said to Wang Lin: "Demon Prince, you don't know, in ancient times, my Shimeng clan was not weak, and it was once a glorious clan, but with the end of the battle of the immortals, although we still have clansmen left, we have lost the glory of the past. ”

"How can there be such a thing?" Although Wang Lin did not expect that the Shimeng tribe had such a glorious history, he did not question that it was still possible.

The battle of the immortals and gods is terrible, causing the extinction of countless races, and also causing the decline of countless races.

Wang Lin looked at the old man and asked again, "Does the brown gas in Amon's body have anything to do with these?"

"Those air currents should be the innate desolate qi passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors, the essence of our Shimeng clan's cultivation is to cultivate the desolate qi, and this should be what is in the body of this child, but the specific ones still have to ask the patriarch. ”

The old man slowly told Wang Lin about some ancient records about the desolation qi, although he was not the patriarch here, but after all, he had lived for so long, and he still knew a thing or two.

And even if they are the patriarchs, I'm afraid they won't know much, after all, the time is too long, and they are no longer the Shimeng clan they once were.

Wang Lin looked at Amon who was decocting medicine through the window, and said softly, "Now that you know the reason, you think he should be able to cultivate, right?"

"No, it's just a description of the Flood of Desolation, and we don't know how to get Amon to use it. The old man shook his head and sighed.

"That's a real problem. Wang Lin sighed softly, such a good child has a treasure but can't use it, pitiful!

The old man also sighed all the time, although Amon was not his own grandson, but better than his own grandson, looking at the other party's happy smiling face every day, but he actually understood that Amun's heart was very sad.

In this universe, the concept of "strength is the best, and the strong are respected" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no strength means that you will be bullied, and you may not even be able to protect the people around you.

Wang Lin looked at the old man's sighing expression and coughing from time to time, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the old man's time was running out, this was due to old age, it was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and he couldn't help.

"If you trust me, let Amon follow me in the future. Wang Lin thought for a while and said to the old man, he wanted to see if there was a chance to stimulate the desolate qi in Amun's body in the future.

"Believe, believe, my old man doesn't have the strength, but he still has the ability to see people. After hearing Wang Lin say this, the old man hurriedly said.

After Amon decocted the medicine, he told him about it, he naturally had no opinion, and it would definitely be of great benefit to be able to follow such a strong man.

A few days passed so calmly, and in the past few days, Wang Lin also tried to use various methods to channel the desolate qi in Ameng's body, but almost every time he was shocked.

Wang Lin's injuries were all seen by Amon, a teenager, and a trace of emotion quietly melted in the young man's heart.

However, there was a time when the peaceful days would finally break, and within Wang Lin's expectations, the Snow Clan finally came, but the time was a little later, maybe they were discussing and planning.

A pair of monks in white armor poured into the humble tribe of the Shimeng, and after the group of monks entered, they lived on both sides of the road, and the powerful power that faintly emanated made the Shimeng people in the tribe tremble.

Wang Lin looked around, and saw that the faces of everyone in the Shimeng clan were very pale, including the patriarch, this kind of coercion was not something they could withstand at all.

Touching Amon's head beside him, blocking the surrounding Weiya for him, a smile rose at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and then his right foot was raised, and he stepped on the ground fiercely, and suddenly the earth trembled, and a hideous crack spread.

The white-armored monks who were originally standing on both sides of the road were unsteady under this shaking, and even fell directly to the ground, and the coercion that shrouded the Shimeng clan immediately disappeared.

"It is worthy of being an elite who came out of the academy, and this strength makes the old man ashamed. An old man in white walked slowly from a distance, with a smile on his face, and he was not dissatisfied because of Wang Lin's actions just now.

"Are you looking for me?" Wang Lin's eyes flashed with indifference, his blood-red eyes exuded infinite coldness, he looked at the old man in white in front of him, and said calmly.

The white-clothed old man waved his hand, and those white-armored monks immediately left, staying outside the tribe, he smiled and said: "The three major academies are outstanding people, my Snow Clan disciple has always wanted to enter it, but the strength is not enough, I don't know which one the little brother is from?"

Hearing the words of the old man in white, Wang Lin secretly laughed, this old guy didn't believe his origin at all! So he didn't say anything, and directly threw a token at the other party.

The old man in white stretched out his hand to catch it, this is a purple gold token, with the scenery of mountains and rivers on one side, and the word "divine light" engraved on the other, and a thick coercion flows on it.

After seeing this token, the old man in white no longer doubted Wang Lin's identity, and no one in this world dared to fake the affairs of the three major academies.

"It turns out that the little brother is from the Divine Light Academy, and the old man is clumsy. The old man in white said with a smile as he returned the purple gold token to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin stared at the old man in white, and said flatly: "You didn't come here just to see which academy I came from, what do you have to say." ”

Although the other party's attitude was very indifferent, the old man in white didn't mind at all, and he said with a straight face: "The old man is the holy envoy of the Snow Clan's holy land, and this time he came to the order of the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, and he wants to invite the little brother to enter the holy mountain for a while. ”

"Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, who is she, why did you ask me to go?" Wang Lin was pleasantly surprised when he heard that the old man in white was going to take him into the holy mountain, he didn't expect his goal to be achieved so quickly, but although he was very happy in his heart, his tone was still so calm.

"This, this old man Rong is talking about it on the road, the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden has been waiting for a long time, you can rest assured that we have no malicious intentions. The old man in white hesitated for a moment and said to Wang Lin in a low voice.

Wang Lin looked at the old man in white for a long time before he nodded slowly and said, "Yes, but I need to take this young man with me, no problem, right?"

Seeing that Wang Lin agreed to leave now, the old man in white showed joy on his face and hurriedly said, "No problem, let's leave now." "Amon is just an ordinary person who has no cultivation, and he doesn't mind at all.

Then Wang Lin explained to the patriarch of the Shimeng clan and Ameng's grandfather, and then took Amon to rush to Snow City with the snow monks who came.

On the way, without waiting for Wang Lin to post again, the old man in white briefly told Wang Lin the purpose of this time and some of the things involved, of course, the reason why he dared to say these things was completely under the orders of the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden.

Wang Lin listened silently, and had a general understanding of the situation of the Snow Clan at this time, he didn't expect that this time it was really timely, and the actions of the last few days were really just right.

The Snow Clan is now in the period of selecting a successor, and the so-called successor refers to the next Lord of the Holy Mountain, which is equivalent to the patriarch of the Snow Clan, and there are three men and one woman in total.

These four people will compete with each other to choose the most suitable candidate, but this competition has also caused a lot of conflicts, and now the people in the Holy Mountain have basically been divided into four parts, and among them, the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden's power is the weakest one.

The battle between the four of them has been going on for several years, from within the Snow Clan to now from the outside world to looking for their helpers, the confrontation has gradually expanded, and everyone wants to sit in that position, so this battle has become more and more intense.

When the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden learned that there were students from the three major academies here, she immediately asked the old man in white to invite her, her current background was too weak, and she was eager for external power.

And this just contributed to Wang Lin's intentions, although he didn't know why the top leaders of the Snow Clan sat idly by and ignored the fight of these people, but this was indeed a good opportunity for him.

He didn't pay attention to the three Snow Clan Holy Sons that the old man in white said, the strongest one of these three was only in the early stage of the Imperial Rank, and the other two were half-step Imperial Rank, plus this battle was only limited to below the middle of the Imperial Rank, so there was no threat at all.

"Genius disciple of the Snow Clan, hehe, I want to see how much strength you have. Wang Lin looked at the huge city in the distance and muttered in his heart.