The rainy season lasted for several months, as if it would never end, it never stopped, and the dripping raindrops and the dark clouds in the sky always pressed on the hearts of the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, and they were powerless to disperse. In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin had been in Guiyuan Sect for ten days.

Sun Yun had already returned from her master, and she had been secretly investigating the thirty-one northern mortals for the past few days, but in the end, she still found nothing. As for Wang Lin, she had also observed, but she did not show any clues.

Even his master Lu Yanfei attached great importance to this matter, and personally used his magical powers to try to detect some clues, but the result was still the same.

The white shadow in Sun Yun's heart did not dissipate with time, but became more and more profound. From time to time when she woke up in the middle of the night, Sun Yun's eyes would unconsciously appear in front of her eyes with the white-clothed shadow hand and the demeanor of that finger. The question of "who is he ......" has always troubled Sun Yun.

In the afternoon of this day, Sun Yun pushed open the door, the rain fell on the eaves and splashed, and a few drops hit Sun Yun's face, she frowned, hung up her jade hand to wipe the raindrops on her face, and walked out.

Halfway through his body, the rain seemed to fall on an invisible cover, flowing down all around.

Walking in the courtyard, Sun Yun looked at the various herbs planted next to him, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the house where Wang Lin was.

The first thing she suspected was Wang Lin! It's just that these days, this young man named Zeng Niu is like a real mortal, except for his composure and calmness.

Unable to say why, Sun Yun subconsciously walked to Wang Lin's house, stood outside for a while, stood with her eyebrows, and directly pushed open the door.

"Letting you come here is to take care of the herbs, these days, you have done it once!" Sun Yun stared at Wang Lin who was reading with a scroll of wooden tablets at the small table in the room, she didn't know why, after seeing Wang Lin these days, her mood would always fluctuate a little, and she didn't have the peace of being a Yin Void Cultivator.

Wang Lin put down the wooden tablet he took from the Guiyuan Sect's Classics Pavilion, this wooden tablet is not a valuable technique, but anyone who is a new disciple can borrow it. The front record in it is the history of the Moro Continent, forcing a brief introduction to some Yunhai Star Domain.

The purpose of these wooden tablets is to allow new disciples to better understand the cultivation realm and the sea of clouds, so that they can know the truth that there are people outside the human world and mountains outside the mountains, so that they can practice hard.

While looking at this wooden tablet, Wang Lin's mind was not all on it, but thinking about alchemy and spirit beasts. Glancing at Sun Yun indifferently, Wang Lin sat there and said slowly, "Is there a herb that has ever died?"

Sun Yun was stunned, the herbs were more lush than before these days, and even some of the stumps that had been ready to give up before had survived strangely during this time.

Wang Lin stopped talking, picked up the wooden tablet, and continued to look.

The more he was like this, the more Sun Yun frowned, raised his feet and walked into the house, and immediately there was a fragrance permeating this small room, for this fragrance, Wang Lin was naturally no stranger, he smelled this body fragrance in the place where Sun Yun was meditating that day.

"Those herbs are not dead, and it has nothing to do with you, because the aura here is sufficient, and most of these herbs are aquatic, so in this rainy season, you can absorb the power of heaven and earth in the rain. Sun Yun stared at Wang Lin and said coldly. "Oh. Wang Lin nodded casually, without looking at Sun Yun, turned up the wooden slip in his hand, and continued to look back.

"Zeng Niu!" Seeing Feng Wang Lin's attitude, Sun Yun was stunned.

Wang Lin frowned, put down the wooden slip again, and looked at Sun Yun coldly.

Sun Yun was full of words and was about to reprimand, but suddenly made eye contact with Wang Lin, but subconsciously swallowed the words that were about to be spoken, and his expression became stunned.

"Zeng's job is not to let these herbs die, if there is nothing else to do, don't bother. Wang Lin's voice was flat, and after he finished speaking, he didn't look at Sun Yun again, and picked up the wooden slip again.

At Wang Lin's moment, Sun Yunfang's heart trembled for no reason.

"Is it...... Sun Yun pondered for a moment, glanced at Wang Lin deeply, pursed his lower lip, and turned around and left the house.

In the middle of the night, the table was lit with an oil lamp, and it was pitch black outside the window, except for the sound of rain and thunder mixed with lightning and thunder.

There was also the wind that blew through the mountains and landed in the Guiyuan Sect in this basin, forming a string of whirlpools, faintly echoing with whimpering. Wang Lin put down the wooden tablet in his hand, closed his eyes and muttered a little.

He saw a lot of things from this general introduction of the wooden slip, and he also had a not too clear understanding of the sea of clouds, and more importantly, in the past few days, through a jade slip that he had seen four days ago, he had also gained some gains from thinking and pondering about alchemy. Opening his eyes, Wang Lin raised his head, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the house where he was, rushed into the sky, broke through all the rain and lightning like a silver snake that fell from the sky, and looked directly at the sky above the Guiyuan Sect Basin. The Hanging Taoist Temple held up by eight huge stone pillars! In that Taoist Temple, Wang Lin could clearly feel that there was a not weak aura surrounding him, and his body shook and disappeared into the room. When he appeared, he was on the top of a stone pillar in mid-air, outside the temple! In this position, the heavens and the earth were extremely stormy, roaring and falling, and there was even more thunder roaring and roaring. Wang Lin looked as usual, pushed open the door of the suspended Taoist temple, and walked in.

This temple is not big, except for some furnishings, the most conspicuous thing is a huge spatial crack in the center, which exudes purple light, enveloping this temple in a patch of purple. Behind the crack in the space, there was a shelf with forbidden fluctuations on it, and three items were placed on the shelf. A long sword, a jade slip, and an elixir.

The moment Wang Lin stepped into the Taoist temple, the purple light in the spatial crack suddenly became rich, and a huge python head poked out of the crack, spitting out the core, staring at Wang Lin.

This python's whole body is purple and black, especially the eyes, which contain a rich purple, under such a gaze, anyone who is watched by it will be shocked, but for Wang Lin, it has no effect.

Without looking at the purple mang, Wang Lin walked over directly, the purple man roared, but there was a look of fear in his eyes, and he retreated back again and again, allowing Wang Lin to walk past it, but he did not attack.

In fact, as early as four days ago, Wang Lin had already come here once, if this purple-eyed reckless according to cultivation, he could fight with the monks in the late stage of Voyeurism, but in Wang Lin's eyes, it was extremely easy to kill.

There was not much fluctuation at all, and he almost cut off this purple-eyed python four days ago, but considering that he was going to live in this Guiyuan Sect for a period of time after all, he killed other people's sect protector spirit beasts as soon as he came, and it was a little unreasonable, which left the life of this purple-eyed python.

Coming to the shelf, with a wave of his right hand, all the prohibitions of J1 dissipated, Wang Lin picked up the jade slip and looked at it intently, this jade slip he had already seen when he came here four days ago, and Wang Lin, the supernatural power of the Yuan Sect in it, was not interested, but he paid attention to the description of spirit beasts and alchemy in it.

After carefully looking at it again, Wang Lin showed thought in his eyes, put down the jade slip, and picked up the pill next to him, this pill looked inconspicuous, when he just saw it four days ago, there was no clue.

Now, after four days of pondering and pondering about the alchemy in the jade jian, this time he came, and what he was doing was this elixir.

"According to what Yu Jian said, there are thirteen orders of spirit beasts in this Yunhai Star Domain, and the soul of the spirit beast is used as medicine, and the refining pill is also relatively divided into thirteen orders...... What this Guiyuan Sect Ancestor left behind was an Eighth-Order Soul Separation Pill that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Guiyuan Sect, but it was a pity, this was a Waste Pill that had not been integrated into the soul of an Enter-Order Spirit Beast!" Wang Lin's eyes showed a look of pity.

After a few days of studying the content of the jade slip, he gradually groped for some of the veins of the alchemy of the sea of clouds, and came to this Taoist temple again at this moment to verify whether his guess was correct.

Looking at the elixir in his hand now, he could already be sure.

With a sigh, Wang Lin put down the pill, he didn't take away these three things that were obviously inherited from the ancestors of the Guiyuan Sect, this kind of thing that was not a family of his sect, without a feud, with Wang Lin's cultivation, he disdained to do it. All he had to do was look, and that's enough!

"Right now, I need to personally use this Yunhai alchemy recipe to refine the pill, in this Yunhai Star Domain, my goal is to do everything possible to improve my cultivation!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he made up his mind, and was about to leave, when suddenly he raised his head suddenly, and his eyes showed a strange light.

On the western edge of the Morro Continent, above the sky, there were bursts of lightning flickering at this moment, and the muffled sound of roaring echoed, as if someone was bombarding inward from the outside.

This Moro Continent floats in the Cloud Sea Star Field, and there is a black tower on it that spreads a soft light to cover the entire continent, and this black tower, in addition to making the star mist retreat slightly, also plays a certain protective role.

In the Star Domain of the Sea of Clouds, there are two types of beasts, those who are domesticated by the monks are called spirit beasts, and those who wander in the star mist and never die with the monks are called fierce beasts! At this moment, the protective light of the Black Tower in the western part of the Morro Continent continued to distort under the roaring sound, and finally collapsed with an earth-shattering loud bang!

The roar of heaven and earth overwhelmed the thunder in an instant, overwhelmed all the sound of rain, echoed throughout the Moro Continent, and even more clearly entered the Guiyuan Sect! A huge spirit beast with a body the size of a hundred zhang, a pitch-black body, and shaped like a tadpole, slowly squeezed into the Moro Continent little by little from the broken protection, under the staggered bursts of electric light!

If it was just this spirit beast, it would not be able to break through the protection of the Moro Continent at all, but on its back, the old man with a rebellious face slowly withdrew his right hand, and on his right hand, there was a purple wind surrounding.