From beginning to end, Wang Lin's eyes did not stay on the young woman, the young woman Xu Si stared at the figure that gradually disappeared in mid-air after Wang Lin left, her eyes showed a blank look, Ma Liang has been pestering her back then, whether it is beating or scolding, no matter how to hide, he is constantly pestering. *

She and Ma Liang lived in a village since childhood, and their parents were friends and formed young relatives, and later after the two of them were accepted as disciples by the God of War Temple, she felt full of local atmosphere no matter how she looked at Ma Liang, and she was more and more disgusted, but after all, there was a marriage contract, and she hid this matter very deeply, and when she deceived Ma Liang into the extraterritorial battlefield, she used this as an excuse to say that as long as Ma Liang came back, she would marry him as a double monk.

But now, after this Ma Liang came back, he turned a blind eye to her, about this, Xu Si had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, coupled with the sudden trembling feeling in her heart just now, the violent contrast made her head blank for a while.

Speaking of Wang Lin, after flying for a long time in this strange country of fire, he came to an endless mountain range, which, according to Ma Liang's memory, was a famous volcanic group in the country of fire.

The reason why the Burning Country is called this name is precisely because there are many large and small volcanoes in the country, if it weren't for the monks who often observe the seals, I'm afraid they would have exploded long ago.

In the history of the Burning Nation, there have not been a large number of volcanic explosions, which has a great deal to do with the monks' magic control.

After looking around, Wang Lin turned around and flew away, stopping outside a nearby village, at this time it was busy farming, the children in the village were playing and playing, Wang Lin stood outside the village, his heart was colic, and after being stunned for a long time, he walked in.

After finding some wooden barrels filled with water in an uninhabited farmhouse, they filled them with a large amount of water and turned into a long rainbow and quickly left.

After returning to the volcanic mountains, he found a natural cave, and immediately sealed the entrance of the cave and used some gravel when he entered. Cloth layer by layer formation, then sit cross-legged on the ground.

After doing all this, Wang Lin's face was extremely pale, he was seriously injured on the battlefield outside the territory, his divine sense was all dispersed, and he escaped with only a trace of extreme knowledge. After leaving the teleportation array, he disregarded his injuries and dispersed the trace of Extreme Realm Divine Sense, the purpose of which was to cover up his injuries, so that he could leave and find another place to heal.

At this time, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and recuperated, immersed in the sea of knowledge.

Wang Lindi knows the sea. It's a sea of gold. Most of the ocean is shrouded in a gray mist. There is only a small spot where there is no gray fog. Black ground spikes. Isolated from the gray mist.

A three-inch sword on a green ground.|(*Alone erected within it.) Those light thorns. It emanates from its earth-sword. Look closely. It can be seen that there are several deep cracks on the body of the small sword.

In another part of Haiti. There is also a blank boundary. A stone bead of gray protrusion. Floating within it. within ten feet of that bead. No gray mist dared to approach.

Wang Lindi knows the sea. In addition to these two locations. The rest of the place. It's all fog.

Suddenly. The gray mist in the interior of the sea rolled thickly. Within the golden sea. Suddenly, a red bolt of lightning burst out. As soon as this lightning bolt appeared. The fog around it immediately receded.

Wang Lin's previous divine consciousness collapsed. But in the end, a trace of knowledge was condensed. This consciousness is actually a kind of divine consciousness as well. It's just its quality. It is far more than Wang Lin's previous divine sense.

Although Wang Lin's previous divine consciousness was huge, it could be said to be vulnerable under the laws of that realm, but the extreme sense was not, it could resist the laws hard, and finally escaped, and its power could be seen from this.

This red lightning. It's that little bit of knowledge.

Where lightning passed. The gray mist avoided it, even the golden ocean. It also stirred up from the state of calm waves, and in an instant, the red lightning came to the place where the three-inch small sword was, and suddenly rushed in, flashing on the small sword.

Suddenly, the small green sword let out a strong sword roar, followed by lightning, and rushed out one after the other.

The two Changhongs shuttled in the gray mist, bringing up the huge waves of the golden ocean, and instantly came to the place where the stone beads were, and in the same way, they rushed out of the gray fog with the stone beads.

Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his hands and raised his eyebrows, and suddenly two illusory lights came out of his forehead, a stone bead and a flying sword, floating quietly in the air.

Wang Lin didn't even look at it, closed his eyes again, and the red lightning shuttled in the sea of knowledge for a long time, and finally after there was no abnormality, the lightning flashed, and he re-drilled into the golden ocean and disappeared.

The gray mist covered the empty space again, and finally became as usual, the whole sea of knowledge, quiet.

In the depths of the golden ocean, the red lightning quietly stagnated, slowly absorbing the energy of the interior of the ocean.

Wang Lin could clearly feel that the Extreme Consciousness was gradually growing in the golden ocean, although this speed was extremely slow, but it was growing steadily, if Wang Lin could not die, maybe after tens of millions of years, it would grow to the size of the original Divine Consciousness.

If there really is that day, I am afraid that the laws of the world will also be eclipsed in front of him, and the space will be extinguished, leaving it at will.

Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked up at the two void lights in front of him, flipped his right hand, and two storage bags appeared in his hand.

As for the materials inside, when he was making the Tortoiseshell Xuanxuan Annihilation Array on the extraterritorial battlefield, he had divided the contents of the storage bag into three parts, and at this time, his mind moved, and a black iron piece the size of a palm floated out of one of the storage bags.

The appearance of this piece of iron is clearly a piece of a complete set of armor, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, his biggest weakness now is that his understanding of cultivation materials is extremely insufficient, for example, now, although there are many materials in the two storage bags in his hands, he has a sense of helplessness when he enters Baoshan and does not know.

This piece of iron is one of the few things he knows, and it is a piece of fine iron.

The reason why he knew Jingtie was that when he was in the Hengyue Sect, he participated in the secret trade fair of inner disciples, and he saw someone take out the size of a fingernail to trade, and knew that this was an important material for refining flying swords.

He put away the storage bag and secretly decided that after the retreat, he would make great efforts to find the jade slip that recorded the materials.

Wang Lin threw up the iron sheet, and with a little flying sword phantom in his right hand, the phantom immediately flickered, rushing into the iron sheet, and a green light immediately lit up at the center of the iron sheet, which quickly spread, and finally with a buzz, a sword qi was released.

Wang Lin frowned, looked at the slap with a wry smile, and was quite depressed in his heart, he couldn't refine weapons, he couldn't make sword embryos, and he could only do so now.

Then his mind moved, and the iron piece immediately flickered, disappeared in place, and appeared behind Wang Lin, but the size of the iron piece shrank in a whole circle, and red light emitted from the edges around it, dripping several drops of molten iron.

Wang Lin sighed secretly, and after the temperature of the iron sheet cooled down, he put it in the storage bag.

Then he turned his gaze to the stone bead phantom, and a feeling that the soul was connected to it suddenly emerged, Wang Lin's heart moved, and as soon as his right hand called, the stone bead phantom immediately flew in, and gradually solidified after falling in the palm of his hand.

The pattern on the stone beads was still two leaves, Wang Lin didn't say a word, took out the wooden barrel he got from the farmhouse, opened the lid and threw the beads into the water.

After a while, Wang Lin took out the beads, took out the water and drank it, and suddenly a stream of aura appeared from his body, Wang Lin immediately took out the remaining three wooden barrels, soaked the beads respectively, and stared at the stone beads, experimenting with whether he could still enter the dream space.

When he came to the dream space again, looking at the familiar scenery around him, Wang Lin was silent for a while, and quickly flew forward, and after a short time, he came to the land of Situ Nan's infant.

Situ Nan's Yuan Ying is still there, but it has shrunk to only one-tenth the size of a normal person, and it must be the difference between heaven and earth from before.

Yuan Ying's whole body was dull, his expression was even more sluggish, and his eyes were closed. Beside Yuan Ying, there were two faint clusters of light, one on the left and one on the right.

Wang Lin shed two lines of tears, knelt down at the light group, and after kowtowing a few times, he sat cross-legged on the ground, turned out four wooden barrels and put them beside him, picked up one of them and drank a big sip fiercely, and immediately spit it out.

Wang Lin's body does not have half a point of spiritual power, so he needs to re-cultivate from the Qi Condensation Period, but whether it is Wang Lin or Ma Liang's body, they have all experienced the process of the Qi Condensation Period, so at this time, he is familiar with the road, and with Wang Lin's breathing, his cultivation is recovering rapidly.

Time passed in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, a year passed, saying that it was a year, but in fact, in the dream space, nearly seven years had passed.

In the past year, Wang Lin has spent all his time on breathing, whether he is in the dream or outside the dream, and he has also gone out to replenish the aura and clear water several times.

As early as the third year of the dream space, Wang Lin had already reached the fifteenth layer of the condensation period, and it took another two years to enter the early stage of foundation building, and in the following year or so, he finally resumed his previous cultivation and the middle stage of foundation building.

With the Extreme Realm Divine Sense, Wang Lin is a natural enemy for any monk in the foundation building period, and even in the early stage of the foundation building period, Wang Lin has the confidence that he can fight, if he reaches the late stage of foundation building, then the monk in the early stage of the foundation building, Wang Lin has a seventy percent chance of killing.

Similarly, if he can marry Dan, then below the Yuan Infant Stage, he will be the first person in the entire Xiuzhen Alliance.

This is the power of the Arc!

The relationship between the Extreme Realm Divine Consciousness and Wang Lin's own cultivation is like a fish and water, although the Extreme Consciousness is strong, but if there is no cultivation behind it, even if it is strong, it cannot be sustained, only after the cultivation is improved, the Extreme Consciousness is nourished by it, and it can slowly grow and have sustainable power.

The stronger the cultivation, the more the power of extreme knowledge can be fully unleashed.

At this time, Wang Lin, after seven years of cultivation, Ma Liang's body has been completely integrated, and there is no longer half of discomfort, but the coldness on his body is getting thicker and thicker, like an iceberg that will not melt for thousands of years, and no one can melt it.