Chapter 233: The Reincarnation of the Monk
Lin Yang looked at Taihuang dumbfounded, and his words turned into a deep sigh. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Taihuang smiled and said: "Now you know how much perseverance is needed to go on this road? ”
"Can only turn into a god?"
Lin Yang was shocked in his heart, his face sank, he looked at Taihuang seriously, and saw that Taihuang's expression did not seem to be fake, and he suddenly felt a sense of discouragement.
"Yes, you can only turn into a god..."
Taihuang squinted and smiled, and continued: "Fortunately, you are lucky, as a life mark, if you want to become stronger, you will devour people who belong to the same life mark as you, so that your cultivation will not only become stronger and stronger, but your qualifications will also become stronger and stronger. You need to become a god. ”
"Now there is a good opportunity in front of you, take advantage of it, although I don't know what that person is talking about, but you are safe for the time being, with the help of this person, it will be extremely easy for you to break through the gods. ”
Lin Yang glared at Taihuang, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Taihuang's sentence just now that he could only turn into a god, really made him a little frightened, since Taihuang agreed, Lin Yang had no choice but to endure it temporarily.
Just like Taihuang said, there are many ways to transform into gods, but there is only a big battle in front of the earth stars whose spiritual energy is depleted.
It was wishful thinking to rely on other methods to transform the gods, but I didn't expect to come to myself and have this strange scene.
"If the old man's body is still there, it is easy to help you forcibly ascend to the god of transformation, and that person must have desires when he approaches you, so you have to be cautious, as long as I am too unwilling, no one in this star will know my existence, so don't die carelessly, let me, the old man, bury you." ”
Just as Lin Yang was about to continue to ask questions about the transformation of gods, suddenly a powerful push from his mind directly pushed away his spiritual sense.
"The man is here, remember to be careful. ”
Lin Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes and looked around the sky.
After a few breaths, a majestic and vast spiritual sense suddenly came, and at the same time, there were dozens of breaths comparable to Lin Yang's spiritual sense.
The coercion that was so strong that people couldn't resist it at all fell, and then a compliment sounded in Lin Yang's mind.
"Boy, yes... Old man Zhuokun didn't misunderstand you. ”
Lin Yang immediately got up, bowed his head and bowed respectfully: "The disciple's surname is Lin, his name is Yang, and the master can call the disciple Lin Yang..."
As if knowing that this disciple was also a taciturn master who didn't talk much, Zhuo Kun nodded secretly and said: "In order to save time, the teacher has let these masters devour the remaining masters who are not strong, and you will be here in the future, doing things for me, for three years, after three years, the teacher will come to you." ”
Lin Yang sneered inwardly, but nodded respectfully and obediently.
Zhuo Kun glanced at Lin Yang, and his divine sense suddenly turned into a blurred figure, and he waved his hand.
The incomparably dense but hard-to-notice light curtain suddenly spread out a mile away with Lin Yang as the center.
The light like a galloping horse, after running a mile away, suddenly stepped on the ground, arced in the air, and gathered above Lin Yang's head.
Not to mention, a beautiful and colorful halo was immediately formed, encircling Lin Yang in the center.
"This formation does not have the existence of the Heavenly and Human Period, it is difficult to break through, and the disciples will prepare for a breakthrough with peace of mind in these three years..."
Lin Yang smiled slightly and said: "With this formation, the disciple has no worries, and within these three years, he will definitely complete the master's teaching." ”
Zhuo Kun let out a calm sigh and immediately disappeared into the world.
Lin Yang, who was sitting on the ground again, looked around at the colored halo that enveloped him, and took a deep breath.
This Zhuo Kun said that he was protecting himself, but in fact, he was still afraid that he would escape, and he deliberately did it, I want to devour, I can go to the palace three thousand meters down, why do I do it on the ground, this hand not only ensures that I can carry out this arrangement smoothly, but also can prevent trouble with me.
Lin Yang, who muttered to himself, immediately followed suit, and then his eyes fell on the large cloud of smoke standing in a row.
The spiritual consciousness is gone, and there is no will.
Lin Yang didn't say a word, and immediately began the long road of devouring.
Although Zhuo Kun let him devour these Thoughts Lord, he didn't let him fuse and refine into his spiritual sense and soul power, but Lin Yang didn't care, at least he had to reap something in return.
The devouring mental power, he divided into two streams, one existed in his own mind, and the other was refined and fused in his spiritual consciousness and soul power. Although this mental power is not as good as one-tenth of the existence in the mind, as the saying goes, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, not to mention that these thoughts are extremely powerful, and they are not comparable to those thoughts he devoured before.
Lin Yang's side was in full swing on the devouring path, and over there, the entire cultivator in the Soul Mind Region suddenly realized that the giant city they had prepared to attack before did not have any corpse-devouring beasts. Those corpse-devouring beasts that were originally in the giant city were scattered all over the Soul Curtain region, doing the things of primordial beasts, and there was no longer any organized action.
After many investigations, it was finally found that all of these thoughts had disappeared and were no longer visible.
In addition to their group of earth-star human cultivators, there were only those corpse-devouring beasts that were biting each other in the vast soul curtain area.
A few months later, under the joint decision of many Yuan Infants, the Soul Curtain Region opened the teleportation array and sent back those monks below the Yuan Infant cultivation to leave. And as the infancy of the yuan, after struggling, they walked and stayed.
In addition to worrying about the primordial monks who returned to the earth star, they also had a lifespan of hundreds of years, and there was also a group of people who could not give up their rights and left.
It's just that among this group of people, there are five others who are extremely eye-catching.
These five people, three men and two women, all dressed in black robes, have a single word and a white Taizi tattooed on their backs.
And those who left behind let go of all their guards, all their grudges, gathered together, and after a few days of cross-kneeling, with complexity and helplessness, and the stars of salvation, embarked on this cruel road of transformation into gods.
In the mood of struggle, they killed their former friends, Taoist friends who also dreamed, opponents from different sects, but praised each other, the trust before death, the blessing before death, and the belief before death, all made the surviving monks more determined to save the earth star, save the mother planet with little time.
In three years, the entire soul curtain area was full of desolation, large and small potholes, thousands of miles of withered glory, a hundred-meter-high giant city, ruins and broken walls, and red gunsmoke, which made people feel sad, desolate, and tragic.
The wind that swept through the desolate land, the pools of blood and water, the lonely mountains and jungles, seemed to carry the will and wailing of the monks, and they fled in embarrassment on the land of the soul curtain, blowing up the dust, blowing the wind and sand, blowing up the long hair that was tired but leaning against the broken tree, looking at the sky with determination, and draped behind him.
Smelling the blood on his body and enduring the sharp pain of the wound, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of this person's mouth, a smile of relief.
The waist that he was holding was pierced by a spear and nailed to the tree behind him.
The blood flowed, and the dancing heart was tired, and the pulsating feet gradually stopped.
As if asleep, he slowly closed his eyes, and the mortal thing tightly held in his hand let the wind know that this person who has lived for a hundred years and a thousand years actually missed the original him at the last moment, missed him in the depths of his memories, and missed a trace of regret that he wanted to grasp but could no longer grasp.
Three years, three whole years, thousands of yuan babies, most of the dead and wounded, but the survivors are still fighting, with the sorrow of the monks.
And Lin Yang, who was on the ruined giant city and was covered by the halo of his figure's aura and even his spiritual sense, every time at this time, he stopped the movements in his hand, although he couldn't see it, he could feel the slight pain floating into his heart.
After devouring the last group of Nian Lords, Lin Yang was directly taken into the core of the earth by Zhuo Kun.
What he saw and hoped on the way made Lin Yang's heart for the gods even stronger.
For some reason, Zhuo Kun, who made Lin Yang vigilant everywhere, even rarely muttered: "I know that you are gloomy for the teacher, but I understand that monks are like dust, either make soil, bury themselves, become dry tombs, or become sand, raise the sky, Yang is wild, Yang is two tears, even if it is a flower in the fog that is glimpsed, and the autumn water that is about to be pierced, it is also their reincarnation, and it is also the reincarnation of monks, because of dust... Eventually, it will land..."
Lin Yang, who took a deep breath, raised his head and quietly looked at the divine consciousness that wrapped him, and for the first time he had a feeling of admiration for Zhuo Kun.
That admiration is as simple as a drop, falling into the water and creating ripples.
fell all the way, and I don't know how long it took, Lin Yang only felt that the temperature was getting higher and higher, and it was getting hotter and hotter.
As soon as his body was light, he stepped on a black and shiny stone rock.
Zhuo Kun, who turned into a human figure with divine consciousness, pinched out several magic decisions, and emptied a little in front of him.
Suddenly, a rotating and diffusing circle of light immediately appeared in front of Lin Yang's eyes.
In this aperture, there was a huge black wooden coffin, the coffin was held up by dozens of waist-thick iron chains, pulled in the center, looking from a distance, it seemed as if the coffin was lying in the center of the iron net, but the runes that flickered from the iron chain and the runes of the coffin immediately made Lin Yang feel an extremely powerful and imprisoning force.
Zhuo Kun turned his head to look at Lin Yang, nodded, and then stepped in.
Lin Yang didn't say a word, and immediately followed.
When the figures of the two disappeared into the aperture, the aperture immediately closed into beads, and with a crisp sound, it turned into a spot of light and scattered in all directions.
"This is where the master's seal is?"
Lin Yang looked around, only to find that not only were there imprisoning runes on the iron chains and coffins, but there were also runes on the four corner pillars where the iron chains were pulled, but this kind of runes were not confinement runes, but a kind of runes that Lin Yang had never touched before.
Under the coffin, which was held up, there was an incense burner.
In the incense burner was a blood-colored incense three inches long and finger-thick.
The cigarette smoke overflowed, and it turned out to be the same as the blood-colored miasma in the soul curtain area.
Lin Yang was shocked and said in surprise: "This is?" (To be continued.) )