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Wang Lin flew all the way and arrived at the pagoda. His body tilted and fell to the ground. The deity separated from his body, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood and sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate.
After a long time, Wang Lin opened his eyes, immediately sat down cross-legged, took out the elixir, and adjusted his spiritual power.
Three days later, he and the deity opened their eyes at the same time.
"The injury this time is too serious. We must retreat in seclusion!" Wang Lin thought secretly in his heart. The messenger who appeared from the reincarnation of heaven, except for the last blow, did not kill anyone, because this thing did not have any killers in the first place. Emotions, everything works according to the rules.
"Based on the dissipation of Wan'er's Nascent Soul, it will take about nineteen years to regain consciousness and wake up. Once the Nascent Soul wakes up, the reincarnation of heaven will definitely come again and wipe out all those who try to avoid heaven." Wang Lin looked up. Looking towards the sky, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes.
Wang Lin stood up. At this time, without saying a word, he immediately flew up and flew towards the huge pit on the ground where he fought before. He arrived there in a blink of an eye. He immediately sank, and as he fell, The deep pit was immediately filled up with the surrounding soil, and finally, it was completely restored to its original state.
Thousands of miles below, I crossed my legs and closed my eyes. Between his eyebrows, two purple star points slowly rotated. A purple light faintly came out from his body, forming a purple star around him. The light curtain, seen from a distance, looks like a ball of light.
The extent of my injuries was much more serious than that of Wang Lin. Especially the last blow was 70% absorbed by me. However, given my strong body, these injuries are not fatal. However, practicing in seclusion is unavoidable. .
Wang Lin took a deep breath, patted the storage bag with his right hand, and immediately took out a jade slip. After leaving a spiritual thought in it, he flicked it towards the void. The jade slip turned into a blue rainbow and disappeared.
After doing this, Wang Lin came to the pagoda, sat down cross-legged, and dispersed all the spiritual thoughts around the pagoda. Suddenly, within a hundred miles, no monk could enter unless he was an old monster in the aspiration stage.
Just like that, Wang Lin closed his eyes and silently healed his wounds.
During the day, the dazzling sunlight shone on Wang Lin's body, bringing him a touch of warmth.
At night, the moonlight comes quietly, but it brings a wisp of night chill.
On rainy days, the rainwater fell from the sky and fell on Wang Lin, soaking his clothes. In almost the blink of an eye, he was soaked through.
In the snow, snowflakes all over the sky slowly floated down. After a long time, looking around, the whole place was white, but there was an extra snowman next to the pagoda.
Day and night, through ups and downs, Wang Lin's body remained motionless. He was like an old monk who had passed away, without any vitality or change in his body.
Six months after the battle, a baby girl was born to the old Zhou family in Xinghua Village, and she was named Zhou Ru.
The moment the baby girl was born, she cried. No one knew that this cry was different from ordinary baby cries.
The baby girl is very weak. Fortunately, Lao Zhou's family is well-known in Xinghua Village and has a grocery store, so their life is much better than that of other neighbors.
There is a cave on a hill a hundred miles outside Xinghua Village. Tie Yan has been meditating here for six months. Six months ago, he and Lu Fei received a message from Wang Lin on the jade slip, asking them to come over. Protect Li Muwan before he comes out of seclusion.
After the two discussed it, Tie Yan came here, and his consciousness was locked on Xinghua Village, guarding it silently.
Wang Lin's healing continues. The snow outside the pagoda has turned into snow water and sunk into the earth.
My body is thousands of miles underground. In the past six months, his body has sunk three times. Each time it sinks, it sinks thousands of miles.
At this moment, the position of the deity is equivalent to one-fifth of the total length of entering the center of the earth.
"The ancient gods grew up in the battle. This is true. With this battle, my strength showed signs of breakthrough. Although it was still slow, it reached the peak of two stars. The third transformation was no longer far away.
In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed, and Zhou Ru in Xinghua Village is already one year old. Other children at this age, although they cannot speak, can pronounce words, but Zhou Ru always keeps silent and never speaks. Make a sound.
So, people in the village gradually spread rumors that this girl was mute.
On this day, outside the ordinary teleportation array at the border of Chu State, a group of people walked out. Among these people, there were men and women. The most conspicuous among them was a woman with a white veil on her face. The woman had a soft figure and beautiful features. Although she looks tired, her eyes are beautiful.??The old man wearing a green cloth coat.
"Fellow Daoist Hu, I have just entered the realm of divine transformation, but I don't know much about some things in the Suzaku Kingdom. However, I think that when the envoys of the Suzaku Kingdom come to the Chu Kingdom, I am afraid that some major events that you and I don't know about are about to happen. ." The old man said slowly.
"Nonsense!" The old man surnamed Hu said in his heart, his eyes turned towards the light beam.
At this moment, the beam of light gradually dissipated, but the young man in white inside it was like a shooting star, speeding towards the place where the six people were.
The woman in white gauze trembled, with strong panic in her eyes.
This scene was immediately seen by the old man surnamed Hu. He remained calm, but doubts arose in his heart. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com