All the monks in the Heavenly Dao Sect were extremely excited at this moment, and they all looked at them with fanatical and strange eyes. He looked up at Wang Lin.

The white-haired old man in the Heavenly Dao Sect. At this moment, he walked out of the crowd and bowed deeply to Wang Lin. Said respectfully: "Junior Heavenly Dao Sect Chen Fengxiao, see the ancestor. ”

"See Master!" the old man's voice just fell. Immediately, all the Zhao Kingdom monks immediately saluted in unison at the same time, and the voice was very loud and spread far away.

"I am not the ancestor. Wang Lin shook his head and said.

The old man took a deep breath and said respectfully: "Your old man is the ancestor of all the cultivators in our Zhao Kingdom, this point has existed since you turned into a god in the Heavenly Dao Sect two hundred years ago, please don't shirk the ancestor." ”

Wang Lin sighed lightly and glanced at the land of Zhao Kingdom. This is the place where he was born and raised, in the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed, and in the passage of time, sometimes he thinks back to the past, and there is a sense of twilight in his heart.

"Lord Ancestor, if you are not in a hurry, please rest for a few days in the Heavenly Dao Sect, and let me wait for the juniors to pay respects. The fanatical reverence in the old man's eyes was extremely strong.

Wang Lin groaned slightly, and at this time, Wang Zhuo sighed lightly on the side and said, "Wang Lin, stay in Zhao Country for a few days, don't you want to see the current descendants of the fourth uncle......

The old man was stunned and looked at Wang Zhuo a few times. Wang Zhuo is a talented disciple in the Heavenly Dao Sect, he thinks he knows, but at this moment, the other party's speech is a little strange, under this look, the old man suddenly found that something is wrong, although this Wang Zhuo said that he looked the same as usual, but in his eyes, there was no sense of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect in the past, but there was a vicissitudes of life.

Wang Zhuo smiled at the old man and passed a few words in his ear, and the old man's body trembled suddenly after hearing it. With a look of disbelief, he looked at Wang Lin, and finally determined in his heart that what Wang Zhuo Chuanyin said could not be false, so he smiled bitterly and said respectfully: "See the ...... of the ancestors."

"Chen Fengxiao, you are the disciple I personally brought to the Heavenly Dao Sect back then, back then, you were still a weak-crowned young man, after so many years, the vicissitudes of things ......" Wang Zhuo sighed lightly.

Chen Fengxiao nodded bitterly, and his heart was still a little dazed for a while.

Wang Lin lived in the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The monks of the Zhao Kingdom, with the exception of some sect leaders, all dispersed and returned to their respective sects one after another.

In the Heavenly Dao Sect, Wang Lin gave a lecture on the Tao for all the monks of Zhao Kingdom, and with his understanding, all the monks left a virtual shadow of the Dao, so that they could grow infinitely with the possibility of marrying a baby.

Similarly, for the few Yuanying monks, Wang Lin did not hesitate to take the experience of transforming into a god. Give them some pointing, so that they can be. He is no longer confused about the gods, but has seen his face clearly.

Three days later, Wang Lin and Wang Zhuo left the Heavenly Dao Sect, and before leaving, he arranged a powerful formation for the Heavenly Dao Sect. to crack.

For a third-level cultivation country, this kind of formation can be said to be unique, and for half of it, only the sect of the fifth-level cultivation country will have a more powerful mountain protection formation than this formation.

After doing the last thing for Zhao Guo, Wang Lin no longer had any attachment to this place where he was born and raised. Sui Wang Lin went to Kyoto and silently glanced at the descendants of the Wang family.

Later, in the ancestral house in the past, I saw Yu'er's family of three, and Yu'er's cuteness reminded him of Da Niu and Zhou Ru when he was a child, and he was quite emotional.

Wang Zhuo accepted Yu'er and passed on his skills of cultivating immortals.

Before Wang Lin left, he took away the extreme realm of the jade slip in the ancestral mansion and filled in a divine sense.

Wang Zhuo did not return to the Heavenly Dao Sect, but lived in the Wang family, his two hundred years predecessor Wang Lin entered the body of a pregnant woman in the Wang family with supernatural powers, and was born in the Wang family in his past and present lives, and his feelings naturally far exceeded Wang Lin.

He is ready to use this life to protect the descendants of the Wang family.

The matter of Zhao Guo is over.

However, Wang Lin still had a distracting thought in his heart. That was the Hengyue faction of the past. After all, this sect was the cradle of immortal cultivation in his life, and before leaving Zhao State, Wang Lin was ready to explore it.

With a sweep of his senses, all the mountains and all the caves in the entire Zhao Kingdom, all appeared in his mind, and with a movement, he disappeared in place.

According to memory, in a place called Elephant Snake Mountain in Zhao Kingdom, Wang Lin's figure appeared.

With a complicated gaze, Wang Lin looked around, here, there was a formation, and with a wave of his right hand, he did not break this formation, but directly passed through and entered the interior of this Elephant Snake Mountain.

Inside, there was a huge cave, and when Wang Lin entered the cave, it was a piece of dust as far as the eye could see.

This place has been uninhabited for a long time.

Only in the hall of the cave, a huge piece of jade, engraved with three words full of vicissitudes.

"Hengyue faction!"

Wang Lin sighed lightly, stepped forward to wipe the dust off the jade, looked at this thing, and was silent for a long time.

After a while, Wang Lin's consciousness swept away, and his body walked towards the stone room on the side, breaking the prohibition of the door of the stone room. In front of him were rows of shelves. There were some jade slips scattered on it, emitting a faint glow.

In the corner on the side, there is also a skeleton (Lonely City Cold Shadow)

This skeleton is knee-shaped, there is no tear on it, and there are no traces of injuries left by the previous life, it is obviously the end of the life of the yuan, dying of old age.

The skeleton's right index finger was on the ground.

Wang Lin stepped forward, wiped the dust from the ground, and saw a row of handwriting.

"Hengyue faction, self-dying, ashamed of the ancestors, ashamed of the ancestors"

Wang Lin was silent, took a few steps back, bowed respectfully to the bones, and said softly: "Disciple Wang Lin, see seniors"

With a light sigh, Wang Lin turned around and walked towards those jade slips, picked them up one by one, and probed in with his divine sense, and finally. On one of the jade slips, he stopped.

"The old man is stupid and lacks immortal cultivation. In this life, he only has a strange thought of the sword, as if he lived for the sword all his life. But for some reason, all the swords touched by divine consciousness will shatter after a breath, and nothing will fall

The word "waster" is talking about the old man. If you can't control the sword with your divine sense, you can't use it to fight, and you are ashamed of your teacher.

After the age of eighty, the old man suddenly had a dream, in which I was the soul of a sword, sweeping the world and roaring Kyushu. Regarded as the honor of the sword.

After waking up, the sword in the dream echoed in the old man's mind. For a long time, it seems that that is the pursuit of the old man's life, that is the old man's previous life, I resolutely gave up continuing to impact the foundation, and turned to casting the sword, I want to cast that sword!

This thought is extremely heavy, so heavy that the old man can't help himself as if he is in a demon, all his mind is on it, I, I must cast the sword in my dream!

After ten years, during which the old man even did not hesitate to humble his knees, begged for the world's strange stones and iron, collected countless sword-casting things, and successfully cast a few, but there was no sense of dream, all of them were destroyed by the old man himself.

This year, the Hengyue faction suffered a catastrophe, a strong enemy attacked, and the destruction was imminent.

The old man was born in Hengyue, and when he died, he naturally had to die in Hengyue. The old man gave up the wonders of time, and simply smelted it with mortal iron, and soon, he forged a big sword.

There is a providence in the underworld, this sword is baked, and the old man suddenly feels something in his heart and melts the golden thing. Smear on top of this sword, this sword. Immediately sparkling.

Looking at this sword, the feeling in the old man's dream suddenly came, as if his body was not in control, picked up this sword, at that moment, I seemed to return to the dream. became the soul of the sword.

It is this feeling that I have given this sword the name of Great Fortune, which is vulgar, but it is what I think in my heart.

Holding this sword, the old man's whole mind seemed to disappear, integrated into the sword, rushed out of the casting place, and solved the catastrophe of my Hengyue faction, and then, the old man ended with a smile, leaving a sword trick, stored in the huge wealth, and hoped that future generations would have destined disciples to treat this sword well. ”

Wang Lin put down the jade slip, closed his eyes, and his heart was shaken, the reason why he came here, to take a look at Hengyue in the past is the purpose, but to find the source of great wealth is also one of the purposes.

"The huge wealth of the sword soul in the previous life is the same as the fairy sword, but the soul of this predecessor contains a trace of the sword soul that the fairy sword collapsed back then."

Wang Lin opened his eyes, his gaze flashing.

He sighed a little, and his figure vanished, leaving the place.

When he appeared, he was outside the Cassia Valley that year. This is where his storage bag was broken in the past, and the scabbard of the sword back then was obtained only by entering the spatial crack here.

Tearing open a spatial crack, Wang Lin leaned in, this time, he had only one goal. That's the super-rich!

"This sword is made of mortal iron, five hundred years, I don't know if it still exists in this space crack, and when this thing is broken in the storage bag, I don't know if it will dissipate with it, but unfortunately it was not enough to cultivate back then. I can't perceive the sword technique in the Giant Rich Sword, otherwise," Wang Lin sighed secretly, and his divine sense spread out in the spatial crack, looking for them one by one.

Half a month later, Wang Lin frowned and walked out of the spatial crack, but he found nothing.

"I'm afraid this sword has been broken"

"You have to return to the Soul Refining Sect as soon as possible, find a large amount of immortal jade, and carry out infant transformation!" Wang Lin's figure flashed. Disappeared in place, appeared in an ancient teleportation array, and disappeared in the Zhao Kingdom after opening.

In the west of the Vermilion Bird Star, a fourth-level cultivation is in the country. This place has been occupied by the Immortal Relic Clan, and the domestic monks have become vassals of the Immortal Relic Clan, and at this moment, outside the boundary of this place, there is a person standing on his head, this person wears a straw hat. The whole body is shrouded in golden light.

"Wang Lin, you are finally back, and the moment you return to the Vermilion Bird Star, the seniors already know. I hope you don't let him down. This person patted the storage bag and had an extra jade slip in his hand.

"You helped Zhou kill Li Yuanfeng and seal the Snowy Country, I Zhou Wutai couldn't repay it, so I sent this thing to you, here, it is Zhou Mou at the cost of life and death, the artistic conception of Liu Mei that he realized, I hope you can swallow the Dao heart of this Liu Mei as expected by your predecessors, and achieve the momentum of Vermilion Bird!"

He took a step and disappeared in place.

In the northern part of the Vermilion Bird Continent, in an ancient teleportation array, in the midst of a circle of aura rising, Wang Lin's figure appeared, he walked out of the teleportation array, his body turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to the Soul Refining Sect. (Scattered Demons)