Chapter Thirty-Eight: Spot of Light

Analyzing the reasons in detail, Wang Lin felt that it might be related to his cultivation in the dream realm, and he had already deeply experienced the magic of the mysterious beads in the past few years.

Especially every time he breathed in the dream realm, he could already feel that the luminous objects around him emitted a strange spot of light and burrowed into his body.

Wang Lin has studied this spot for a long time, and he doesn't know the specific effect.

Wang Lin no longer uses the practice of concealing cultivation, and he laughs at himself that it takes him four years to reach the third level of condensation, and he is still cultivating in the back mountain, a place with sufficient spiritual energy, which can also explain the past.

No one knew that he had already reached the third layer nearly twenty years before the dream time!

In addition, the gravitational technique, for more than 20 years, he still insists on practicing it every day, and unconsciously, he has reached a terrifying realm.

Looking at the entire Zhao Kingdom's cultivation realm, no one can practice the most basic immortal method of gravity for more than twenty years like him.

At this time, a white curtain of light appeared silently from the sky, enveloping everyone, and the feeling of warmth reappeared, but this time, Wang Lin found a difference.

Strange symbols flickered faintly in this light curtain, and these symbols were grouped together to form a swirling vortex, pulling them into it quickly, carrying everyone with them, and disappearing into the valley.

When he reappeared, it was already the main hall of the Hengyue faction, and the head of the sect was still wearing a blue shirt, sitting directly above, and on either side of him, there were several old men.

The moment they appeared, several huge divine senses swept over them, and the head master smiled, nodded and said: "Four years have passed in a blink of an eye, I am very pleased, you have all made great progress with each other, very good, now the disciples who have cultivated to the fifth level or above will stay, and the rest of them will disperse, and each of them will find your master to report the harvest of the four years." Three days later, the Xuandao Sect will come to visit, and this time my Hengyue Sect will win! As for the matter of changing your clothes in order to achieve cultivation, after the exchange with the Xuandao Sect, you will change them uniformly. ”

Everyone agreed in unison, and the disciples below the fifth layer of the condensation period left the hall one after another. Wang Lin looked around and didn't find Sun Dazhu.

After leaving the main hall, Wang Lin came to Sun Dazhu's medicine garden, his divine sense was swept away, and the prohibition on the medicine garden was clearly visible, this prohibition did not play the slightest obstruction role, Wang Lin's divine consciousness looked inside, and immediately found that Sun Dazhu was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard meditating, and he was not aware of his divine consciousness.

This prohibition that frightened him at the beginning, but now that he sees it, it is full of flaws, and Wang Lin has a vague feeling that if he wants to break this prohibition, it should not be difficult.

"Disciple Wang Lin, see Master!" Wang Lin retracted his divine sense and said outside the door.

After Sun Dazhu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered that he seemed to have accepted a disciple named Wang Lin four years ago, and later went to participate in the training.

Curious, he opened the door of the medicine garden and said arrogantly, "Come in!"

Wang Lin walked in, Sun Dazhu looked at Wang Lin carefully, and said in surprise: "You actually reached the third layer of condensation?"

Wang Lin nodded and said respectfully: "The disciple is in the valley, and after four years of penance, he was lucky enough to enter the third layer. ”

Sun Dazhu's eyes flickered, he gradually remembered why he accepted the other party as a disciple in the first place, he remembered that he decided to wait for the other party to reach the first level of condensation and then use the soul searching technique on him, at this time, he hesitated slightly, and gave up the idea of soul searching, after all, after many years, he felt that it was not worth it now to reduce the price of cultivation.

"That's it, since you have reached the third layer of condensation, you are the real disciple of my Sun Dazhu, and I have only accepted you as an apprentice in my life, you can go back to live with me from today, and there will be a major event of communicating with the inner disciples of the Xuandao Sect in a few days, and then you can follow me to see it, so as to broaden your horizons." By the way, since you are in the third layer of the Qi Condensation Period, you have practiced the gravitational technique?" Sun Dazhu glanced at Wang Lin and said.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and he said, "The gravitational technique disciple has practiced, but he feels quite jerky. ”

Sun Dazhu nodded and said: "That's nature, this kind of basic immortal art, in fact, to put it bluntly, it depends on the proficiency, the more times you practice, the more you practice, the more you practice, the teacher has been practicing for almost a year, and it is the longest practice time in the sect, you see." As he spoke, he pulled it with one hand, and a small sword that flashed with colorful light appeared out of thin air, scattering cold light and quickly circling around, and finally landed gently in Sun Dazhu's palm.

"After practicing the gravitational technique, if you reach the second level of the condensation period, you can practice the exorcism technique, and this flying sword is performed by the exorcism technique. Of course, in order to reach this level, one must have the cultivation of the fourth level of the condensation period. But now that the exchange of Xuandao Sect is imminent, you can't let people see jokes, your cultivation is low, and it is unlikely that you will compete on the field, but you can't fall into the name of a teacher. This flying sword, you can also control one or two with gravity, I will give you a token, you take it to the Sword Spirit Pavilion, find a flying sword that looks good, and hang it on your body when the time comes, and fill the scene!" Sun Dazhu finished speaking, and threw out a token.

Wang Lin's expression suddenly became strange, and he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth for a long time.

Seeing Wang Lin's strange expression, Sun Dazhu snorted and said, "Don't think it's a trivial matter, remember to find someone who looks good, otherwise you will be embarrassed by the teacher, and I will not spare you when you come back." Being a teacher was like this back then, hanging a flying sword, which gave your master a lot of face. ”

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said, "The disciple will definitely find someone who looks like he can bluff people, don't worry, Master!"