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Pinling Pavilion is located in the middle of Zizong Mountain, on a huge platform that protrudes diagonally. This pavilion has nine floors. From a distance, strong spiritual power is emitted from it, forming a ripple shape and spreading in all directions.
This pavilion is constructed of sapphire tiles. From the outside, it has a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if it has experienced countless years of washing. Some of the bluestones on it have turned gray.
Some green rattan-like plants extend out from the gaps in the attic, densely covering the first floor. On these rattans, at intervals, small purple flowers will appear, blooming magically, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance.
Under this pavilion, there is a huge formation. This formation wraps the entire platform and surrounds Pinling Pavilion in the center.
From a distance, this formation looks like two sides of yin and yang, intertwining with each other, giving off a sense of chaos, especially within it, there are three powerful auras that almost want to break out of the formation.
These three breaths turned into three long white marks, traveling around within the formation, but strangely they never collided with each other.
Outside Pinling Pavilion, there was a person sitting cross-legged. This person was a middle-aged man. He was dressed in black. His eyebrows were like swords, his face was as white as jade, and three long strands of beard hung down from his chin. He looked like he was in the wind. There is quite an air of immortality.
This person's cultivation is completely hidden. Unless his cultivation is higher than him, it is difficult for outsiders to find out the clues. He sat there with a calm look on his face, as if he didn't care about anything in the world. Everything about him My mind, at this moment, is focused on the thing on my lap!
On the man's knees, there is a seven-foot long sword. The sword is green in color and emits a faint light. Under the sunlight, the entire area within a few feet is enveloped in this green color.
Wang Lin stood dozens of feet away from Pinling Pavilion, looking calmly at the person sitting cross-legged and meditating outside the pavilion as usual.
"This person's cultivation is at the Great Perfection of the late stage of divine transformation, but there is a deeply hidden sword intention in this person!"
The middle-aged man opened his eyes at this moment and saw Wang Lin not far away. He was startled, immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Disciple Zhang Xiangfan, I have seen the Seventh Master!" That green long sword , the moment the person stood up, it turned into a green light, merged into the person's body and disappeared.
Wang Lin's eyes fell on Zhang Xiangfan's eyebrows, he pondered for a while, and said flatly: "Can you lend me your flying sword?"
Zhang Xiangfan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "The Disciple's Flying Sword is just an ordinary thing. It was obtained in Shanxiafang City. There is nothing surprising about it. If the Seventh Master wants to see it, of course he can." As he said that, he placed his right hand between his eyebrows. He shouted softly, and saw a green light flash out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a seven-foot long sword, emitting bursts of sword sounds.
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he grabbed the air with his right hand. The green long sword immediately swayed, and he grabbed it from the air and took it back to him, and looked at it carefully.
After Xiang Fan put away the flying sword just now, the trace of sword intent on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace. Now that Wang Lin saw the flying sword in front of him, he could tell at a glance that the one emitting sword intent was not Zhang Xiangfan, but Zhang Xiangfan. This flying sword!
Gently stroking the long green sword with his left hand, Wang Lin's mind was slightly shaken. If it were someone else, it might be difficult for others to discover the sword intent on this fairy sword. Even if they discovered it, they would only think that this sword is extraordinary. But Wang Lin felt it just now. At this moment of sword intent, his mind was shaken, and a very familiar feeling suddenly came to his heart.
"Zhou Yi" Wang Lin was silent.
The hint of insight on this flying sword is clearly the sword intention that Zhou Yi exuded after he transformed into the sword soul!
Zhou Yi chased the sword master Ling Tianhou and left. Fast forward a hundred years and there was no news at all!
At this moment, it was the first time that Wang Lin felt Zhou Yi's sword intention. If he hadn't owned the pagoda of Zhou Yi's aspiration, and had been comprehending it for many years, otherwise, it would have been impossible to recognize the origin of the sword intention at a glance. !
There is only a trace of sword intent contained in this flying sword. Feeling this trace of sword intent, Wang Lin was silent for a moment, and touched it with his right hand. Suddenly, the sword became green in color, and under the flicker, a trace of green light came from it. It flew out and turned into a green star point, floating in front of Wang Lin.
Looking at the star point, Wang Lin sighed softly, grabbed the star point with his right hand, looked up at Zhang Xiangfan who looked at a loss, and said: "There is a trace of old friend's sword intention on this sword, I will take it away." , But I won¡¯t treat you badly, take this jade slip, there are eighteen prohibitions in it, you can rub these prohibitions on any flying sword of high grade or below, and its power will be increased several times!"
With that said, Wang Lin clapped his storage bag, holding a jade slip in his hand, and threw it to Zhang Xiangfan.
As for the green flying sword,Wang Lin also returned the jade slip. Although Zhang Xiangfan was respectful on the surface, there was a look of pain in his eyes. He didn't have any expectations after taking the jade slip. His subconscious consciousness swept away, but immediately, his body was shaken, and his face A shocked look appeared on his face.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Wang Lin, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Seventh Master!"
Zhang Xiangfan has been practicing so far and has experienced a lot. He can see at a glance that these eighteen restrictions are extraordinary. All of these eighteen restrictions are attack restrictions, and the most important thing is that these eighteen restrictions can be superimposed. This is extremely It was rare. Zhang Xiangfan suppressed his inner excitement. He wished he could retreat immediately and imprint all the eighteen restrictions on the flying sword. By then, under the superimposed restrictions, he would no longer have anything to fear among his peers in the late stage of divine transformation. !
These eighteen restrictions are just two of the nineteen groups that Wang Lin has been thinking about since he understood the Skylark Straw Hat. He wants to make the forbidden flags reach nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sets of restrictions. At present, these , simply not enough.
"I came here to receive the Immortal Jade!" Wang Lin said directly without any nonsense.
Zhang Xiangfan nodded quickly and said: "The seven masters will have a quota of one hundred pieces of fairy jade every month. Give me the token and I will open the teleportation for you."
Hearing this, Wang Lin waved his right hand and the token flew away.
After Zhang Xiangfan took it, he stepped back respectfully, checked a little on the ground, pinched the fingers of his right hand to calculate for a while, and finally with a flash of eyes, he took the token and suddenly pressed it against the ground.
Wang Lin could see clearly that where Xiang Fan pressed his finger was the moment when all three long white marks in the formation crossed each other.
The moment the token was pressed to the ground, three long white marks suddenly came towards this place crazily. However, after hearing a loud rumbling sound, Zhang Xiangfan couldn't hold the token in his hand. He shook his body and stepped back. A few steps back.
But seeing the token floating out of thin air, three white marks rushed out from the ground and shuttled through the token, getting faster and faster. In the end, only afterimages could be seen, almost connected into one piece.
After a few breaths, the token suddenly emitted a strong purple light. This purple light suddenly spread to the surroundings, and three long white marks immediately roared out, condensing together, rushing out of the token, towards Pin Ling not far away. The pavilion flew away and stopped on the seventh floor of the pavilion. The ends were connected and transformed into a huge light door.
Zhang Xiangfan quickly said respectfully: "Seventh Master, please enter with your token."
Wang Lin said nothing, stepped forward, grabbed the token in the air, turned into a rainbow, and flew directly into the seventh floor.
This light door obviously has the function of teleportation. As soon as Wang Lin stepped into it, his eyes immediately blurred. When it became clear, he came to a world that looked like a fairyland.
There is the fragrance of flowers everywhere, the sound of light water, colorful clouds in the sky, and sometimes cranes flying by.
In mid-air, the colorful clouds are quickly merging with each other to form a huge figure. The appearance of this figure cannot be seen clearly, but a stream of immortal power emerges crazily.
"Token!"
A majestic voice came from the giant's mouth.
Wang Lin looked calmly, flicked the token in his hand, and flew directly towards the giant with a whistling sound. The token suddenly stopped in front of the giant, and with a bang, it turned into dots of crystal light and merged into the giant's body.
After a while, the giant's voice sounded again.
"The seventh son of the purple lineage has not taken the immortal jade for one hundred and three years. Do you want to take it all out at once?"
Wang Lin was startled. With his determination, his mind was shaken at this moment. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Take them all out!"
"A total of 123,600 yuan!" As the giant's voice echoed, pieces of fairy jade suddenly flew out of his body and piled up ten feet away in front of Wang Lin at extremely fast speeds.
Wang Lin looked straight at the jade piled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He suddenly felt thirsty. He never expected that the Tianyun Sect would actually calculate the jade in this way.
"If there is a disciple who has been idle for tens of thousands of years, wouldn't the number of immortal jade reach an incredible level? There should be very few immortal jade, but why are there so many in Tianyun Sect" Wang Lin took a deep breath. At this moment, the fairy jade had piled up like a mountain. Wang Lin's eyes showed a glimmer of excitement. He opened the storage bag and immediately put away all the fairy jade as quickly as possible.
After doing this, he touched the storage bag, but there was still an unreal and illusory feeling in his mind.
He shook his head and smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that no wonder others would regard him as an indigenous monk. With his current determination, it is indeed not possible. These more than 100,000 fast immortal jade have already made him completely jealous. At that moment, no matter who stopped him If he obtains the Immortal Jade, Wang Lin will take action without hesitation.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Lin's eyesight gradually cleared up and he recovered from the shock of the fairy jade.
At this moment, the huge figure in the air gradually dissipated and turned into colorful clouds again. Waves of crystal light flashed out in the void, condensing together into tokens, and flew towards Wang Lin like lightning.
The moment Wang Lin raised his right hand to hold the token, his body was suddenly pushed by an invisible force and retreated tens of feet. In a flash, he disappeared from here. (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 support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)If he obtains the Immortal Jade, Wang Lin will take action without hesitation.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Lin's eyesight gradually cleared up and he recovered from the shock of the fairy jade.
At this moment, the huge figure in the air gradually dissipated and turned into colorful clouds again. Waves of crystal light flashed out in the void, condensing together into tokens, and flew towards Wang Lin like lightning.
The moment Wang Lin raised his right hand to hold the token, his body was suddenly pushed by an invisible force and retreated tens of feet. In a flash, he disappeared from here. (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