Chapter 263: A Hundred Years of Certain Death

At this time, the sky is darkening, when the big-eared cultivator and the little Taoist monk came to the street where Wang Lin’s store is located, the sky has completely dimmed, but on both sides of this street, it is lit up the light of the lights.

Xu Tao, in a trance, opened his eyes, stunned for a moment, immediately saw the surrounding area, hurriedly climbed up, saw Wang Lin, immediately fell to his knees, his face revealed the color of excitement, unable to speak.

Wang Lin’s expression was as normal, he didn’t even look at Xu Tao, and said flatly, “Saving your life and settling the karma of these sixteen years of service, you can go.”

Xu Tao hesitated for a moment, then heavily kowtowed a few times and said in a low voice, “Great kindness, Xu Tao remembers!” After saying this, he took a deep breath, stood up, pushed open the door of the store, and was about to step out.

At this time, Wang Lin frowned and said, “Xu Tao, come back, the door doesn’t need to be closed!”

Xu Tao was stunned and hurriedly retreated, looking at Wang Lin blankly.

“Stand to the side, there are guests visiting!” Wang Lin took a sip of the wine in his hand and said flatly.

Xu Tao’s face changed slightly and he hurriedly stood beside Wang Lin, looking at the store door, his eyes flickering.

Not long after, only heard a light footsteps, Xu came from outside, immediately after, a big-eared cultivator, walked in from outside the store, behind him, followed by the small Taoist who was spared by Wang Lin during the day.

Xu Tao’s eyes immediately revealed the color of panic, he recognized at a glance, that big-eared monk, it is forced His Highness did not dare to go out of the palace half a step of the person, immediately set off a huge wave in the heart, but looked at Wang Lin, hard to stop subconsciously want to retreat feet, silent.

As soon as that little Daoist entered the store, he immediately laughed. Drinking, he said, “Master, it’s him! He’s the one who injured the disciple!” The little Daoist pointed at Wang Lin. When he turned around, he was surprised to find out. His master. He actually didn’t look at this person, but instead landed his gaze on the wood carvings around him.

Wang Lin never spoke. Just leisurely sipping his wine. After sweeping his gaze over the two, he withdrew it.

The big-eared cultivator. Quite carefully looked over one wooden carving after another. Suddenly his gaze froze. It landed on two wooden carvings. These two wooden carvings. It was precisely the middle-aged scribe and crone of the White Cloud Sect!

The big-eared cultivator looked at them for a long time. He smiled faintly. As if he did not consider himself an outsider. With a flutter of his lower sleeve. He sat down opposite Wang Lin.

“Fellow Daoist, how about letting me have a drink as well?” The big-eared cultivator mildly took out a cup from within his storage bag.

Wang Lin glanced at this person. The wine pot in his hand was thrown forward, and after being grabbed by the big-eared cultivator, he poured a cup full. After taking a sip, he drank it. His eyes showed a strange light. He exclaimed, “Good flavor!”

Wang Lin laughed lightly and said, “Since you like it, the rest of the half pot will be sent to you!”

The big-eared cultivator laughed and didn’t refuse, poured another cup, drank it, tasted it for a long time, and sighed quietly, “Your realm is a line higher than mine, using the mortal realm to transform the mortal, I admire you!”

Wang Lin flipped his right hand, another wine pot appeared in his hand, took a sip and said, “You are a disciple to transform the mortal, to also be a teacher and a father to realize the heavenly way, there is a different effect with me, why should I envy the others.”

The big-eared cultivator’s gaze was strangely bright as he looked at Wang Lin and nodded his head, “It seems that I really didn’t see it wrong, listening to my young disciple’s words today, I have already made a guess that there are people in this Kyoto who are in the same realm as me and are preparing to transform into a god.”

Wang Lin smiled and didn’t say anything.

“Fellow Daoist, why don’t we compare the two of us and see who enters the realm of God Transformation first, how about that?” The big-eared cultivator looked at Wang Lin and smiled slightly.

Wang Lin looked at the big-eared cultivator with a smirk and said, “With the heart of comparison, I’m afraid that Wang will never be able to transform into a god again in this life… Fellow Daoist, your words, you’re doing a lot of harm.”

The big-eared cultivator laughed, threw out his sleeves, clasped his fists and said, “I didn’t expect to meet such a character as fellow Daoist within this Kyoto, good! I’m Zhou Wutai, I don’t know how to address you?”

“Wang Lin!” He picked up the wine pot, took a sip, and said.

“Fellow Daoist Wang, within a hundred years, you will definitely be able to transform into a god, Mister Zhou congratulates you first today!” Zhou Wutai, a big-eared cultivator, smiled.

Wang Lin’s gaze was calm, lightly said, “Zhou Daoyou’s words are too early, in Wang Mou’s view, within a hundred years, Zhou Daoyou can enter the God of Transformation, it’s still a matter of opinion, but your disciple, is within a hundred years must die!”

Zhou Wutai’s gaze flickered and he was silent.

That little Taoist, had the intention to glare, but saw that his master and this person seemed to be quite familiar, could not help but suppress his anger, lightly grunted, secretly said that this person really does not know how to appreciate, he has never seen his master will be so talk to people, but this person not only do not appreciate, but instead, mouth bad words!

Even Xu Tao, also felt that Wang Lin’s words were somewhat hurtful, and couldn’t help but raise twelve points of caution, fearing that the big-eared cultivator was furious.

But let him feel surprised, is that big ear cultivator silence after a little, not only did not anger, but bitter smile.

In fact, to the cultivation of the little Taoist, naturally can not see the big-eared cultivator and Wang Lin words in the fight, as for Xu Tao, only a mortal, even more unable to feel the meaning of which the menace.

That big-eared cultivator, since entering the store, although his face is gentle, but always contains the heart of the evil, every word, every word, all hidden mysteries.

He initially first prepared to cause Wang Lin’s comparative heart, if it really succeeds, then Wang Lin after that, then will not be him because he wants to transform the god, first to transform the mortal, which transforms the mortal, is the realization of the way of heaven, the first importance of peace of mind, once there is a comparative heart, then Wang Lin in this life, most likely there is a heart obstacle, and certainly can not succeed in transforming the god.

Even if you eventually get rid of the heart barrier, I don’t know how many years later, from this we can see that the big ear cultivator’s sinister evil heart.

Although he was broken by Wang Lin, this person was still unwilling, but continued in the name of congratulations, saying that the next hundred years, which is another word of woe.

The old man of that year had also said this, but because his cultivation was quite high, and Wang Lin did not reach this moment’s realm, so it was harmless, but instead could play a hint and firm confidence in the effect.

But now, the words came out of the big-eared cultivator’s mouth, although the words are the same, but the meaning is very different.

If Wang Lin really listened to his heart, within a hundred years, with the passage of time, once he is unable to transform into a god, then in this life, there will never be a chance, unless he can once again achieve enlightenment and get rid of this hundred years of evil spell.

In light of the other party’s repeated words of evil, Wang Lin finally began to counterattack!

He first to a hundred years within the other side can turn into a god or two words, to his way, slightly modified, but also to his own body, and the other side within a hundred years of turning into a god of words, have the same effect.

However, this is not the focus of Wang Lin’s counterattack, his last sentence is the real counterattack!

Within a hundred years, that little Daoist will definitely die! These words have already pointed out the key point between the big-eared cultivator and the little Taoist monk that is also a teacher and a father.

Big Ears monk Zhou Wutai, its mortal realm, is through the sense of master-disciple love, with the intention to move the idea, with the idea of discipleship, with the love of child-rearing, with the grace to give benefits, with the heart into love, with the sadness into the God, its every move, all in order to, so that they are wholeheartedly devoted to this master-disciple love within.

When he finally realized his own state of mind, will reach the time of God, is the day to kill his own disciple, personally killed his own sent all the heart and soul of the disciple is also a son and disciple, so that the final heart of sadness, to sadness into the God’s final step!

Seemingly sentient, but actually ruthless, but this ruthlessness, but contains the most sentimental to nature, this kind of Transformation of the realm of the mortal, absolutely no one can feel, at the very least, Wang Lin can not do.

Therefore, his last sentence, can become a real counterattack, within a hundred years the disciple must die, first paradoxically branded a hundred years of the contract, and then used this to hook out the big ear cultivator’s heart of the real heartlessness and the future of the idea of grief, at the same time, but also in the heart of the little Taoist priest, leaving a trace, if not a trace.

Big Ears Cultivator Zhou Wutai, smiled bitterly, he looked deeply at Wang Lin, suddenly stood up, slightly cupped his fists, pondered for a little while, looked at Xu Tao, and said, “Tell your highness, send the rain tripod to the Taoist temple within three days, this matter, I will no longer pursue!” With that, he once again looked deeply at Wang Lin and turned to leave.

That little Daoist completely froze and hurriedly followed, he always felt that today’s matter was permeated with a bizarre color, and his master was rather perverse in not avenging himself as he had done before.

At the same time, Wang Lin’s words, could not help but be thought of by him, within a hundred years, he must die, thinking about it, he could not help but shiver a little, when he looked up, he found that his master, was looking at him with a gentle eye, his heart was suddenly warmed.

“Fu’er, don’t go to think so much, why did the little candy man put away, why don’t you eat it?” The big-eared cultivator’s voice was filled with kindness, and he said softly.

The little Daoist’s eyes slightly reddened, and he whispered, “Disciple intends to keep it all the time.”

Big Ears Cultivator smiled faintly, touched the little Taoist’s head, smiled without saying a word, brought him, slowly walked out of the street. However, although his face was smiling, inwardly, he was gloomy, his divine sense deeply swept the store where Wang Lin was, inwardly, he had already taken this person as the biggest competitor in his own life.

Wang Lin sat in the store and fell into deep thought, after a long time, he smiled dumbly and stopped thinking about this matter, so as not to affect the realm of Transformation of the mortal world that he was going to reach the end of.

At this time, Xu Tao was completely dumbfounded, he had only thought that Wang Lin was a high level person before, otherwise how could he have shocked the two Immortal Heads of the Wang Fu so much just by making wood carvings.

He carefully observed afterward, found that Wang Lin’s store, not only did not have any changes, but instead of the two immortal, but convergence, never talk about wood carving.

Even more, His Royal Highness even let him go to pay a visit every year, more than ten years, always the same, so he would be in great trouble, thought of looking for Wang Lin to save his life.

But how could he not have imagined that this Wang Lin, actually powerful enough to make that forced the king did not dare to come out, forced all the Immortal Chiefs to retreat, forced His Highness the son of the world to hide in the palace of the big ears of the cultivators, in a few words, gave up the pursuit.

To know that many days ago, His Highness the son of the world was dreaming of handing over the Rain Cauldron to save a life.