Chapter 361 – The Vermilion Bird Kingdom
The history of the Troll Clan, drew a heavy stroke, from now on, the Troll Clan, will no longer be a fourth level cultivation country, but a fifth level!
The Vermillion Bird Kingdom attached great importance to this matter, and an old monster of the Inquisition Stage who did not ask about the world personally received the Infant Transformation Stage Ancestor of the Troll Clan.
In fact, as early as many years ago, there had been rumors that the Troll Clan had an Infant Transformation Cultivator, but there had been no confirmation of the truth of this matter. This speculation was extremely credible, after all, that young patriarch Shouting Tiger had gone to the Immortal Realm and brought back a large amount of Immortal Jade.
At this moment, when that old man of the Troll Clan, with his Infant Transformation cultivation, applied for the Troll Clan to be raised to the fifth level of the Cultivation Nation, this news, was only confirmed.
Troll race, not the Vermilion Bird Star’s cultivators, but in countless years ago, from outside the star migrated, their powerful, no need to place, when the scolding tiger, just the middle of the God of Transformation, can fight with the late God of Transformation, there is this can be seen.
The troll race’s talent pass, after reaching the infant transformation stage, there will be a qualitative change, this point, from the Vermilion Bird country sent out an inquiring period old monster personally for the troll race to enhance the national level, can be seen.
One must know that normally, when elevating to a ranked cultivation country, the Vermillion Bird Country would only send out a late Infant Transformation stage cultivator to preside over the country rank.
The mention of the Troll Clan was like a drop of ink that had dripped into clear water, which hadn’t changed too much at the beginning, but with the passage of time, it would cause an unknown proliferation.
All of this, with the current Wang Lin, there is no system, he walked out of the valley, and Feng Yushan and others stepped into the formation the moment, he looked back at the valley, his figure slowly disappeared.
Vermilion Bird Country, located in the Vermilion Bird Star large piece of land, this place is called the Vermilion Bird Continent.
There were only four cultivation countries on the Vermillion Bird Continent, except for the Vermillion Bird Country. The remaining three cultivation countries were all level five, and they were the entire Vermilion Bird Star. The three strongest level five cultivation kingdoms.
They were the Green Dragon, Thousand Illusions, and Vishnu kingdoms.
The center of the three countries occupied one half of the Vermilion Bird Continent. This was where the Vermillion Bird Country was located.
Even ordinary mortals within the entire Vermilion Bird Country were a step above the mortals of other cultivation countries. Because. They were the people of the Vermillion Bird Country.
There were three sects in the Vermilion Bird Country. These three sects. They were the Heavenly Jade Sect, the Earth Spirit Sect, and the Humanitarian Immortal.
The three sects. Each of them had an old monster who had asked for the Vermilion Bird, and with the only person in the late stage of the Vermilion Bird Mountain who had the Vermilion Bird title, they formed the ultimate power of the Vermilion Bird Planet.
Of course, countless cultivation clans had multiplied under these three sects, and they existed in a dense network of circles dependent on the three sects, sending a large number of disciples to the three sects.
At this moment, above the altar of the Vermilion Bird Kingdom, a thick pillar of light descended from the sky, radiating a vast spiritual might that spread out in all directions.
In the back of the mountain within the Heavenly Jade Sect, on the lotus leaf where the pool was, Red Butterfly sat cross-legged in meditation, suddenly, she opened her eyes, her gaze looking into the distance, there, it was the place where the light pillar’s spiritual might was transmitted.
A cold aura flashed in the red butterfly’s eyes, and she softly said, “Is it coming ……”
Above the altar, Wang Lin’s figure, gradually appeared, behind him, Feng Yushan breathed a sigh of relief, this time, since this Zeng Niu had come, then his task was considered complete and he could go to Vermilion Bird Mountain to resume his duties.
On top of the altar, besides Wang Lin and Feng Yushan, there was another person standing.
This person was wearing a long purple dress with a purple butterfly resting in a lily at the foot of the dress. Clad in a blue veil, she appeared clear and transparent, also real and illusory.
Her eyes were light, giving people a sense of tranquility, her pretty nose was high, and her thin lips were light red.
She stood there quietly, her gaze falling on Wang Lin.
“See third senior sister.” When Feng Yushan saw the woman, he immediately said respectfully.
The woman lightly nodded her head, looked at Wang Lin, and said softly, “But you are Fellow Daoist Zeng Niu?”
Wang Lin looked at the woman, unmoved by the woman’s stunning beauty, slightly clasped his fist and said, “I am Zeng Niu!”
“Fellow Daoist Zeng, my daughter is a disciple of the Humanitarian Immortal, her surname is Bai, her name is Snow.” The woman contained a smile, her skin was like snow, three feet of green silk on her head, two crooks were draped over her chest, the rest was pulled into a flying cloud bun on her head, the whole person looked plain and elegant without losing her temperament.
“Master commanded, let me wait here and pick you up.”
Wang Lin looked as normal, glanced at this woman and said, “Humanitarian Immortal?”
Bai Xue nodded lightly and said, “The date set by Vermilion Bird Mountain for the battle between Daoyou Zeng and Red Butterfly is half a month from now, at that time, there will be emissaries from all the various cultivation countries coming to watch the battle, and before that, I, the Humanitarian Immortal, will be in charge of settling Daoyou down.”
Wang Lin pondered for a little while and nodded.
Bai Xue smiled faintly, her body moved, and she floated down from the altar, a white light flew from the distance, and without a hint of wind, it landed at Bai Xue’s feet, holding her up in midair.
It was an immortal crane with a snow-white body.
Wang Lin’s foot pointed and landed on top of the crane, which hissed, flapped its wings, and arced its figure, flying off into the distance.
Sun Yushan glanced enviously at the immortal crane and flew off the altar himself, heading towards Vermilion Bird Mountain.
Bai Xue stood on the immortal crane and looked at Wang Lin from time to time, over the years, this Zeng Niu’s fame was great, at this moment when she saw this person with her own eyes, Bai Xue couldn’t help but be a little disappointed, she had thought that Zeng Niu was sure to have a world-class talent, but now that she took a look at it, it was ordinary to the extreme.
“Fellow Daoist Zeng, I don’t know how many percent of the battle with Red Butterfly I can grasp?” After a long silence between the two, Bai Xue softly asked.
“There is no certainty!” Wang Lin withdrew his gaze from looking at the face of the Vermillion Bird Kingdom on the ground and shook his head.
Bai Xue was stunned and then laughed, “Fellow Daoist Zeng doesn’t have to be modest.”
Wang Lin ignored this woman and continued to look at the ground, memorizing a scene of landforms in his heart, the map jade slip in his hand, for the Vermilion Bird Continent there was only a simple description, it wasn’t detailed.
Although Wang Lin secretly concluded that the Vermillion Bird Continent should be prepared to accept himself as a core disciple, but vigilance was always maintained.
“Fellow Daoist Snow, this Vermillion Bird Country, what?” Wang Lin pondered a little, asked.
Bai Xue’s voice commissions were melodious, and under her one-by-one account, Wang Lin had some understanding of the Vermillion Bird Country.
“The Red Butterfly sister who fought with you is a Heavenly Jade disciple.” After saying this, Bai Xue sighed lightly and once again looked at this Zeng Niu, she heard from her master a few days ago that it seemed like the Vermilion Bird Mountain had arranged for this person to join their sect in the future.
Wang Lin’s gaze was calm and there were no words.
Immortal crane’s speed is not fast, but it is extremely stable, between the lines, passing by a mountain, was secretly remembered by Wang Lin.
This Vermilion Bird country, spiritual power is extremely sufficient, this point, is any cultivation country can not be compared, for example, spiritual veins, Wang Lin has already seen no less than ten along the way.
It was due to the existence of these spiritual veins that the spiritual energy within the Vermilion Bird Country was so abundant.
In flight, suddenly Wang Lin’s gaze condensed and landed in the distance, where there was a mountain that towered into the clouds, with clouds of smoke curling up, as if it was the realm of immortal mountains.
The crane underneath the two of them didn’t fly towards this mountain, but instead circled to the side, and although Wang Lin’s expression was as usual, his heart was moving.
“There, that’s the Heavenly Jade Sect’s mountain gate, it’s guarded by a formation, so I can’t see the fine appearance inside.” Bai Xue said softly.
Right at this moment, suddenly a red figure fell from above that immortal mountain, stepping on a white cloud and looking at this place from afar.
Wang Lin’s gaze went cold as he stared at the red figure, silent. Until the immortal crane flew farther and farther away, that red shadow gradually disappeared from sight.
Red Butterfly stood outside the Heavenly Jade Sect and watched from afar as Wang Lin slowly moved away, on her face, she grew colder and colder, her gaze flickered with coldness, and as the breeze blew, it landed on her right arm, and a piece of her empty sleeve flew with the wind, bringing up a stern color.
“He really came!” Red Butterfly turned around, walked towards the Heavenly Jade Sect, and disappeared.
Wang Lin stood on top of the immortal crane, his gaze was cold, and he swept Bai Xue, who had a bland face beside him, this woman picked this path, and he was afraid that she had other intentions in her heart.
Time is not long, the immortal crane flew into a mountain range like a long dragon, gusts of cloud smoke, the immortal crane penetrated and flew towards the depths.
Far away, a huge basin, appeared in the eyes of Wang Lin, the basin is very large, there are countless carved attic houses, immortal crane flew into the body of Bai Xue, from the back of the immortal crane leapt down.
Wang Lin stepped forward and walked down.
After landing, Bai Xue turned around and softly said, “Fellow Daoist Zeng Niu, this is not my humane immortal clan, but the immortal mansion of his old man, the master is cultivating at this time of the day, the master is cultivating, the three rows of premises in the northern head, you can randomly pick one to stay in, when the master finishes cultivating, he will see you.”
After saying this, she clasped her fists at Wang Lin and turned around to leave, disappearing within the attic premises.
Wang Lin knew that within this Vermilion Bird country, his divine sense couldn’t be swept at will, otherwise it would cause some unnecessary trouble, and after listening to Bai Xue’s words, he walked towards the northern head.
Along the way, he encountered some servants, all of whom were numb and passed by in a hurry without even glancing at Wang Lin.
Not long after, Wang Lin arrived at the northern head and saw the three rows of extremely luxurious rooms, he chose one to enter.
The room was fully furnished, and Wang Lin sat on the bed with his knees crossed and pondered.
From the moment he entered this Vermillion Bird Country, he had a sense of crisis, and although this feeling was faint, it was always there. Wang Lin knew that with his cultivation, in this Vermilion Bird Country, there would never be fewer people who could kill him, and any Infant Transformation Stage cultivator could kill him.
The Vermilion Bird Country’s attitude towards himself is also a bit strange, there is actually someone who personally came to pick him up, I think that in a moment, that Bai Xue’s master, will also summon himself.
After pondering for a little while, Wang Lin closed his eyes and meditated and exhaled.
At dusk, the outside is slightly gloomy, and there are no lights in the room, so as time passes, it gradually gets darker.
In the darkness, Wang Lin suddenly had a sense of loneliness, he looked around at the strange room, the strange sect, the strange Vermillion Bird Kingdom, and couldn’t find any sense of existence.
Wang Lin let out a light sigh and was about to light the candle up, when suddenly his expression moved and he looked towards the door of the room, and in a few moments, the sound of knocking on the door echoed in this darkness.
“Knock, knock, knock ……”