Chapter 1092 – Wang Lin’s Intentions
The two late Pure Nirvana elders looked at each other and eventually their eyes landed on the last early Shattered Nirvana elder, obviously following this person’s lead.
This old god looked at Wang Lin, and even though his expression was calm, his heart was filled with shock, killing Ren Tao with two fingers was something he could completely do, but he was a Shattered Nirvana cultivator, while this Wang Lin was obviously just a Peeping Nirvana Perfection.
In this way, it made him have to pay attention to the person in front of him, and more importantly ……
“Nine Xuan Transformation!” The old man’s mind tugged, looking around, only to see the starry sky Vermillion Bird Sacred Sect clan within, almost all the elders’ gazes all landed on their own bodies, an invisible pressure filled under, the old man was silent for a moment, calmly opened his mouth and said, “Greetings to the Holy Emperor!”
As soon as these words came out, the two external Elders next to him were relieved, simultaneously clasping their fists and saying, “Greetings to the Holy Emperor.”
Following that, were those clansmen who followed the orders of the three old men, all of them looking respectful. Greeting in unison.
“Greetings to the Holy Emperor!” For a moment, almost all of the clansmen in the starry sky, their voices echoed at the same time at this moment, and tens of thousands of people’s voices filled the air, immediately resembling the heavenly thunder roaring in the sky.
Wang Lin’s expression was calm, despite being shrouded in a voice of greeting, he understood that among these people, there were certainly many who were not convinced, after all, his cultivation was not enough to deter all of the Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect’s clansmen. After all, his cultivation is not enough to deter all the Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect people. But these things, he, does not care, Wang Lin’s heart, even more not in this Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect.
At this moment, in this voice of greeting echoing, when Wang Lin was surrounded by many Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect clansmen, there were so many people who weren’t here, and their hearts were filled with complexity.
The first one is Tashan, Tashan didn’t go to see Wang Lin, but remained in the place where he was before, silently looking at the sky, even though he couldn’t see Wang Lin with the Cultivation Star he was in, he could vaguely feel the distant starry sky. Wang Lin’s side of that greeting.
His complexion was very complicated, and after a long time, he let out a light sigh and closed his eyes to continue meditating. It was just that the fluctuations in his mind were never able to calm down.
In addition to him, there was another person who was likewise like this, this person was sitting on the wall of a city on a cultivation star, seven or eight wine jugs were poured around him in a messy manner, he grabbed one in his hand and drank a large mouthful of it, and his complexion revealed sadness.
Compared to the bustle around Wang Lin at the moment, this old man looked extremely depressed, as if he was indifferent to everything, and behind him, Ling’er silently accompanied him.
Outside of Tashan and Dusty Daozi, within this burning star field, there was another person who had an extremely complicated heart, this person was Xu Liguo, who was within the flame vortex, and the sound of curses echoed once again, as if he didn’t know how to get tired.
“Thousand-killing Wang Lin still won’t release your Grandpa Xu, you wait. You give Grandpa Xu a wait!”
Within the next two days, the remaining elders of the three holy sects came to congratulate Wang Lin on becoming the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor, and for a moment, the entire Vermilion Bird Holy Sect was overflowing with activity. For the elders of the Green Dragon, Xuanwu, and White Tiger Sect, Wang Lin was very courteous. The four Sacred Sects were originally from the same root, and the elders of these three Sacred Sects had seen Wang Lin’s magical abilities in the Demon Spirit Land, so naturally, they wouldn’t be arrogant due to the fact that he was a Peeping Nirvana Cultivator after meeting him.
After talking politely with each other, the elders of these three holy sects were arranged for a place to stay, and the elders of the three sects cared a lot about Wang Lin, the new Holy Emperor.
Especially the three great elders of the Green Dragon Sacred Sect were even more respectful to Wang Lin, they had known about this three years ago after Wang Lin had informed the Vermilion Bird Sacred Emperor about the Green Dragon Sacred Emperor, and they were extremely grateful to Wang Lin for bringing this news.
The Holy Emperor’s ascension to the throne still required a huge ceremony, this was the tradition of the Four Holy Sect, and Wang Lin was not in a good position to change it, and the date of this ceremony was set for the sixth day.
These days Wang Lin should have been extremely busy and had little time to rest, everything about the Vermillion Bird Sacred Sect required him to familiarize himself with it, especially since the elders of the Vermillion Bird Sacred Sect didn’t completely agree with Wang Lin, except that under the old Sacred Emperor’s orders, this was the only way to acquiesce to this matter.
However, Wang Lin didn’t do that for the Vermillion Bird Sacred Sect. The reason he agreed to become a Saint Emperor was actually nothing more than a deal with the old Saint Emperor in the earliest days.
In the three years that followed, the old Sacred Emperor’s pouring out his teachings was a favor, and even though there was an element of a deal, for Wang Lin, this kind of favor needed to be repaid.
It was just that Wang Lin knew his own business and simply couldn’t stay in one place for too long, especially in these three years, from time to time, his heart was restless when he meditated, as if there was a heartbeat coming from the underworld.
This feeling if only once or twice would be fine, but with the passage of time, three years, Wang Lin has already experienced no less than ten times, and this feeling is becoming clearer and clearer, vaguely, as if it is from the Vermilion Bird Star is located in the land.
Wang Lin knew in his heart that as his cultivation improved, he had some foreknowledge of the crisis, obviously. This growing sense of crisis came from Tuosen!
More than a thousand years ago, when he left the land of the Ancient Gods, Tuosen’s roar vaguely echoed continuously in Wang Lin’s mind.
“One day, I will go to you and take back Tuoshen’s inheritance of memory!!!”
“Tuosen, I’m afraid that he’s going to come out soon.”……” Wang Lin sat cross-legged on a stone block on the edge of a crater in this main star, and the volcano below it, from time to time, spewed out thick smoke and rolled around, carrying a scorching hot aura that filled the air.
Tuo Sen was like a knife hanging over Wang Lin’s head, and it could be chopped down at any moment. During these thousand years, Wang Lin had never been able to ignore this crisis, and even more so, with his own body reaching five stars, Wang Lin had conducted a detailed analysis of Tuosen’s strength, along with the powerful eight-star Ancient God in his memory inheritance.
The results of the analysis shocked his mind.
With such a strong enemy coming out of his trap at any time and searching the world to find himself, it was simply impossible for Wang Lin to live comfortably in this Vermillion Bird Sacred Sect.
Otherwise, the result could only be that the Four Sacred Sect would be dragged down and destroyed by Tuo Sen’s hands.
This thousand years of cultivation, at this moment Wang Lin is not the small JieDan cultivator of the past, although Tuosen is strong, Wang Lin is not unprepared.
“If Immortal Emperor Qing Lin can be resurrected, I don’t know how …… it will be compared to Tuosen,” Wang Lin’s eyes flashed and glanced at the earth below the mountain, the cultivation stars within the Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect, all of them were in flames, and at a glance, they were red.
“The old Sacred Emperor’s grace, I save the Qinglong Sacred Emperor temporarily as a repayment, if I can avoid the pursuit of Tuo Sen, and have a cultivation that can defeat Tuo Sen, at that time, will also repay the old Sacred Emperor all the grace, to protect the Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect peace, and to recreate the heyday of the old days……. If I die under Tuo Sen …… “Wang Lin was silent, looking at the sky and earth in front of him, his face showing bitterness.
“Tuosen …… I will not let him get out of the trap so easily, this world has greed, I do not know how many people can be tempted by an eight star Ancient God ……” Wang Lin’s mouth showed a hint of gloom.
At this time, a long rainbow of flames whistled in the distant sky, and when it approached ten feet in front of Wang Lin, the flames dissipated and transformed into a red-clothed old man. This old man looked calm, glanced at Wang Lin and slowly said, “Lord Holy Emperor, the Corpse Yin Sect, Luo Tian, alliance out of the clouds country, all have messengers to come, waiting in the Vermilion Bird back hall, I do not know whether to see or not to see?”
This old man in front of him is not one of the six old men who traveled to the land of the demonic spirit back then, Wang Lin just knows that his last name is Xu, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of broken nirvana, and he has quite a lot of prestige among the broken nirvana elders in the Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect.
In the past few days, many forces in the alliance have emissaries to come to congratulate, for these people, Wang Lin did not see, own Vermilion Bird Sacred Sect elders and clansmen to be responsible for the reception.
As for Luo Tian and the Corpse Yin Sect, this was still the first time that people had come, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, remembering the plan he had in mind to deal with Tuo Sen before, he didn’t intend to see these emissaries and had a change of heart.
“See.” Wang Lin stood up and calmly said.
The old man glanced at Wang Lin and said flatly, “Mister Xu would like to ask Lord Sacred Emperor what he plans to do after taking over. This matter is not something that Mister Xu alone is asking about, but it’s a question in the hearts of many elders, so I’d like to ask Lord Saint Emperor to speak frankly to solve the confusion.”
“Save Holy Emperor Qinglong!” After Wang Lin said this, he stopped looking at the elder and took a step, transforming into a long rainbow that went straight ahead.
That Elder Xu’s body shook as he violently turned to look at where Wang Lin disappeared, and there was a sudden change in his complexion.
“Green Dragon Saint Emperor!!!” He sucked in his breath, in the absence of any thoughts of pursuing the matter, his mind was completely shaken by these four words.
Regarding the matter of the Holy Emperor of the Blue Dragon, other than the old Holy Emperor and the three great elders of the Holy Sect of the Blue Dragon, the rest of the people didn’t know, and the shock in the heart of this old man with the surname Xu at the moment could be described as shocking waves in general.
In his heart, for the first time, for that Wang Lin, he had a feeling of profoundness.
This star Vermilion Bird back hall, the whole body by the crimson jade to build, from afar, extremely conspicuous, in its surroundings, there are many crimson wood all over, even on the ground on the path, are all crimson a. The reddish hot breath, a burst of hot breath, a burst of hot breath, a burst of hot breath, a burst of hot breath, a burst of hot breath.
A burst of hot breath, from this hall out, diffuse around.
At this moment, within this hall, there were two men and one woman sitting.
The woman’s face is bewitching, wearing a blue veil skirt, revealing the chest a touch of half-covered moving style, beautiful eyes look forward to, there is a flavor of darkness, she has been paying attention to not far away from the duo, this duo is a vicissitude of the old man, the other one is a bald man.
The old man wearing a red robe, not angry, always closed eyes, but in its body around the void, but there are bursts of distortion, as if out of place with this place, more revealing its amazing cultivation.
As for the bald man, it is more unusual, a green cloth coat, calm, just from time to time there will be confused color in the eyes flashed, a moment to return to normal.
But this woman is a glance to see, whenever this bald man eyes confused, in the hall of the world will be a stagnation of yuan force.
If Wang Lin was here, he would have recognized that the old man and the bald man were people he was familiar with.
At this moment, a junior member of the Vermillion Bird Sacred Sect walked into the hall, carrying tea and fruits and placing them next to these three people before exiting.
That demonic woman picked up the tea cup, put it on her mouth and blew a bit, looked up to that old man, smiled delicately and said, “This must be the Lie Yunzi senior of Luo Tian Star Region, my little daughter Corpse Yin Sect’s Li Yingzhi, I’ve seen you seniors.”