Chapter 414.

All the cultivators up and down the Heavenly Dao Sect were unusually excited inwardly at this moment, and they all looked up at Wang Lin with wildly reverent gazes.

The white-haired old man within the Heavenly Dao Sect walked out of the crowd at this moment, bowed deeply to Wang Lin, and respectfully said, “Late generation Heavenly Dao Sect Chen Fengxiao, see the originator ancestor.”

“See the originator ancestor!” The old man’s words just fell. Immediately, all the Zhao cultivators immediately saluted in unison at the same time, and the sound was so great that it spread far and wide.

“I’m not the originator ancestor.” Wang Lin shook his head and said.

The old man took a deep breath and said respectfully, “Your old man is the originator of all the cultivators in our country of Zhao, this already existed when you transformed into a god in the Heavenly Dao Sect two hundred years ago, so please don’t excuse yourself, originator.”

Wang Lin sighed softly and glanced at the land of Zhao. Here, this was the place where he was born and raised, and in the blink of an eye, five hundred years had passed, and as the years passed, sometimes when he thought back to the past, he felt a sense of a dream of dusk within his heart.

“Lord Beginning Ancestor, if there is no hurry, please rest in the Heavenly Dao Sect for a few days, so that we juniors can offer our respects.” The fervent reverence in the old man’s eyes was extremely thick.

Wang Lin pondered slightly, at this time, Wang Zhuo sighed softly from the side and said, “Wang Lin, stay in Zhao for a few days, don’t you want to go and see Fourth Uncle’s current descendants ……”

The old man was stunned and sized up Wang Zhuo for a few moments. Wang Zhuo is the Heavenly Dao Sect within the Heavenly Dao Sect of talented disciples, he thought he knew, but at the moment the other party’s speech, but some strange, this look, the old man immediately found the wrong place, this Wang Zhuo, although the appearance of the usual, but the eyes are no longer half of the past Heavenly Dao Sect of the disciples of the sense of the past, but there is a kind of vicissitude of the color.

Wang Zhuo rushed to the old man a smile, in its ear voice a few sentences, that old man after listening to the body suddenly trembled. With a color of disbelief, he looked at Wang Lin, and finally inwardly determined that what Wang Zhuo had said in his voice transmission was categorically impossible to be false, so he smiled bitterly and said respectfully, “See master ancestor ……”

“Chen Fengxiao, you are the disciple that I personally brought to the Heavenly Dao Sect back then, back then, you were still a weak young man, and after so many years, the state of affairs has changed ……” Wang Zhuo sighed lightly.

Chen Fengxiao nodded bitterly, and for a moment there was still some trance inside.

Wang Lin, lived in the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The cultivators of Zhao, except for the heads of some sects, all dispersed and returned to their respective sects.

In the Heavenly Dao Sect, Wang Lin gave a lecture on the Dao for all of the Zhao country’s conjugation cultivators, and with his senses, he made all of the conjugation cultivators leave behind an imaginary shadow of the Dao, causing them, the possibility of conjugating a baby in this body, to grow up infinitely.

Similarly, for the few YuanYing cultivators, Wang Lin didn’t skimp on the experience of transforming into a god. He gave them some pointers, thus making them. No longer confused about the God of Transformation, but instead saw its face clearly.

Three days later, Wang Lin and Wang Zhuo, left the Heavenly Dao Sect, before leaving, he set up a powerful formation for the Heavenly Dao Sect, under this formation, it could isolate all the God of Transformation cultivators, and only the Infant Transformation cultivation could break it.

For a third level cultivation country, this kind of formation, could be said to be unparalleled, and for half of them, only the sects of the fifth level cultivation countries would have mountain protection formations that were more powerful than this formation.

After doing one last thing for Zhao, Wang Lin no longer had a heart to stick to this place where he was born and raised. Wang Lin went to Kyoto and silently looked at the descendants of the Wang family.

Afterwards, in the former ancestral home, there was a sight of Yu’er’s family of three, Yu’er’s cuteness reminded him of Da Niu and Zhou Ru when he was a child, and he was quite emotional.

Wang Zhuo took in Yuel and passed on the art of immortal cultivation to him.

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

Wang Zhuo did not return to the Heavenly Dao Sect, but stayed in the Wang family, his two hundred years ago generation Wang Lin with the art of divine power into the body of a pregnant woman in the Wang family, in his past life and present life were born in the Wang family, the feelings are naturally far more than Wang Lin.

He is ready to use this life to guard the future generations of the Wang family.

The matter of Zhao ended here.

However, Wang Lin still had a stray thought in his heart. That was the former Hengyue Sect. After all, this sect was the cradle of Immortal Cultivation in his life, and before leaving Zhao, Wang Lin was prepared to explore it.

With a sweep of his divine sense, all the mountain ranges, large and small, and all the caves in the entire country of Zhao, all appeared in his mind, and with a single movement, he disappeared in place.

According to his memories, at a place called Elephant Snake Mountain in the State of Zhao, Wang Lin’s figure appeared.

With a complicated gaze, Wang Lin looked around, in this place, there was a formation, and with a wave of his right hand, he didn’t break this formation, but instead, he directly passed through and entered the interior of this Elephant Snake Mountain.

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

This place had been uninhabited for a long time.

Only within the hall of the cave, on a huge jade stone, three words full of vicissitudes were engraved.

“Heng Yue Sect!”

Wang Lin sighed softly, went up and wiped away the dust on this jade, looked at this object, and was silent for a long time.

A few moments later, Wang Lin’s divine sense swept, his body walked to the side of the stone room, breaking the door of the stone room’s restriction. In front of him were rows and rows of shelves. Some jade slips were scattered on them, emitting a faint ghostly light.

Within a corner, there was also a skeleton.

This skeleton into the shape of a knee, on which there is no crack, not to mention the traces left by injuries in life, is obviously the end of life, old age and death.

This skeleton’s right index finger, point on the ground.

Wang Lin went forward, wiped away the dust on the ground, and saw a row of words.

“Heng Yue sect, self and died, ashamed of ancestors …… ashamed of ancestors ……”

Wang Lin was silent, stepped back a few steps, bowed respectfully to the skeleton, and softly said, “Disciple Wang Lin, see the ancestors ……”

Sighing softly, Wang Lin turned towards those jade slips, picking them up one by one, probing into them with his divine sense, and finally, on one of them, he stopped in his tracks.

“I’m an old man with a stupid talent, and I don’t have enough cultivation. In this life, the only thing I have is a strange idea of the sword, as if I have lived my life for the sword. But I don’t know why, wherever the divine sense touches the sword, a breath later will be shattered, without pouring outside ……

The word “useless” is talking about the old man. If you can’t control the sword with your divine sense, you won’t be able to use it to fight, and you’ll be ashamed of your teacher.

After eighty years old, I suddenly had a dream, dreaming that I was a sword of the soul, sweeping heaven and earth whistling nine states. I was regarded as the honor of the sword.

After waking up, the sword in the dream echoed in my mind. For a long time, as if that is the pursuit of the old man’s life, that is the old man’s past life …… I resolutely gave up to continue to impact the foundation, turned to cast the sword, I want to cast the sword!

This idea is extremely heavy, heavy to the old man seems to be like a demon in general can not own, all the mind, all placed on it, I, must be the dream of the sword, casting out!

After ten years, during which the old man even spared the humble knees, beg the world of strange stones and iron, collecting countless casting of the sword, the success of the casting of a number of, but are not the sense of the dream, all were destroyed by the old man himself.

This year, heng yue school suffered a great disaster, strong enemy attack, extermination is imminent.

The old man this life, born in hengyue, death, naturally also want to die in hengyue, at the time of the crisis, the old man opened the furnace casting last time, time is limited, this time. I give up time wonders, purely to the mortal iron refining, soon, cast a big sword.

There is God’s will in the underworld, this sword out of the furnace, the old man suddenly have a sense of the heart, the gold of the thing melted. In this sword on top of the paint some, this sword, immediately golden light shining.

Looking at the sword, the old man dream feeling, suddenly came down, as if the body is not under control, pick up the sword, at that moment, I seem to go back to the dream. Became the soul of the sword.

It is this kind of feeling that I give this sword named Jufu, this name is vulgar, but it is what I think in my heart.

Holding this sword, the old man’s entire mind seems to be all disappeared, into the sword, rushed out of the casting place, to solve my Heng Yue sect of the great disaster, then, the old man with a smile and died, leaving a sword know-how, stored in the giant rich within the hope that future generations of the destiny of the disciple, good treatment of this sword.”

Wang Lin put down the jade slip, closed his eyes, inner vibration, the reason why he came here, take a look at the former Hengyue although it is the purpose, but find the source of the great wealth, is also one of the purposes.

“The sword soul of the previous life …… this huge wealth and the immortal sword in general, could it be that this senior’s soul contains a trace of the sword soul of the immortal sword that collapsed back then not ……”

Wang Lin opened his eyes and his gaze flickered.

He pondered for a little while and his figure disappeared, leaving this place.

When he appeared, he was outside the Decisive Valley of that year. Here, this is where his storage bag was broken, and the sword sheath from that year was obtained by entering the spatial crack here to look for something.

Tearing open a spatial crack, Wang Lin probed into it, and this time, he only had one goal. That was the great wealth!

“This sword is made of mortal iron, five hundred years of age, I don’t know if it still exists within this spatial rift, and when this object is broken in the storage bag, I don’t know if it dissipates with it, but unfortunately, I didn’t have enough cultivation back then. Unable to perceive the sword know-how within the giant rich sword, otherwise …… “Wang Lin sighed darkly, within the spatial cracks divine sense scattered, one by one to find up.

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

“This sword is afraid that it’s already broken ……”

“I have to return to the Soul Refining Sect as soon as possible to find a large amount of immortal jade for an infant transformation!” Wang Lin’s figure flickered. It disappeared from its original location and appeared within an ancient teleportation formation that opened and disappeared into Zhao.

In the western part of the Vermilion Bird Star, within a fourth level cultivation country. This place had been occupied by the Immortal Remnant Race, and the domestic cultivators had become subordinates of the Immortal Remnant Race. At this moment, outside the border of this place stood a person who wore a straw hat. His entire body was covered in golden light.

“Wang Lin, you’ve finally returned, the moment you returned to the Vermillion Bird Star, senior already knew. I hope you won’t disappoint him.” The person slapped his storage bag and a jade slip was added to his hand.

“You helped Zhou Mou to kill Li Yuanfeng and seal the Snow Region Kingdom, I, Zhou Wutai, am unable to repay you, so I will send this to you, in here, is the Willow Eyebrow’s intent that Zhou Mou has sensed at the cost of his life and death, I hope that you can devour this Willow Eyebrow’s dao heart and achieve the Vermillion Bird’s momentum, just as seniors had predicted!”

His body disappeared in a single step.

In the northern part of the Vermillion Bird Continent’s Vishnu Kingdom, within an ancient teleportation array, between a ring of light rising, Wang Lin’s silhouette appeared, and he stepped out of the teleportation array, his body transformed into a long rainbow, and he headed straight for the Soul Refining Sect.