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    Everyone in the ten miles outside the valley was absorbed into the same clan by the people of the valley. As for the old man in gray, he had no choice but to accept this fact and could not even think of any resistance.

    More people began to practice soul refining, and even the old man in gray was very interested in this art.

    In view of the increasing number of tribesmen, plus the people captured by Ouyang Hua and others when they went out to attack other tribes, the number of men here has exceeded 500 so far, which can be said to be in a medium status among the nearby tribes.

    With so many people gathered together, both inside and outside the valley, it seemed a bit dense. In response, Wang Lin personally arranged a formation. This formation was based on restriction and combined the valley formation and the ten-mile formation.  Protective array.

    The protective range of this array is about twenty miles in radius. This solves the problem of insufficient space.

    Every new tribe needs a tribal name. After Ouyang Hua asked about this name many times, Wang Lin named it Lianhun.

    The center of the Soul Refining Tribe with a radius of twenty miles is where the valley was. At this moment, everyone in the valley has moved out and is living outside. The entire valley has been designated as a restricted area, and only Wang Lin is alone in it.  , outsiders are not allowed to enter unless summoned.

    In addition, at the entrance of the valley, there are people from the Soul Refining Clan guarding it, like bodyguards.

    This valley has become the spiritual symbol and the pinnacle of the highest power of the Soul Refining Tribe. Wang Lin, who lives in it, is respected and awed by everyone in the Soul Refining Tribe.

    Wang Lin¡¯s rules have never changed. If you want to get the formula for the next stage, there are only three ways.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Everyone in the Soul Refining Tribe seizes all the time to practice. On weekdays, except for some people on patrol, there is almost no one visible. Everyone is meditating in their respective houses.

    The Soul Refining Tribe at this moment is no longer the same as any tribe in the Demon Spirit Land. In comparison, it is more like a new cultivation sect.

    Wang Lin's life was immersed in peace for the first time in a long time. He lived alone in the valley. Under his magical power, all the previous houses in the valley disappeared and became a place where birds sang and flowers fragrant, like a fairyland.  .

    In this fairyland, Wang Lin built a wooden house with his own hands. This wooden house is very simple, but in this simplicity, it contains the great truth. If a monk sees this wooden house, he will immediately discover that every element that makes up this wooden house  A piece of wood may have different sizes, but there is no difference in its weight.

    This wooden house is where Wang Lin lives. He sits cross-legged in the wooden house and breathes out quietly.

    What he absorbed was not the immortal power, but the demonic power here!

    Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already winter. The winter in the Land of Demon Spirits was no different from the outside world. White snowflakes fell from the sky. Looking around, the whole world was covered in silver.

    Wang Lin opened his eyes from meditating and walked out of the wooden house. Snowflakes fell from the sky. He watched the snowflakes fall quietly, immersed in it.

    After a while, Wang Lin looked up at the sky and murmured to himself: "It's been two years"

    It has been almost two years since he came to this land of demon spirits. As long as this winter passes, it will be two years.

    He raised his right hand to catch a falling snowflake. The snowflake fell on the palm of his hand, and a hint of coldness passed over him. Then, the snowflake melted. At the same time, a slight trace of demonic power entered Wang Lin's palm.  in vivo.

    "In the land of demon spirits, everything contains demon power" Wang Lin took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, and closed his eyes.

    The snowflakes slowly floated down and fell on Wang Lin, gradually becoming more and more numerous. After a few hours, Wang Lin turned into a snowman.

    He remained motionless, quietly absorbing the demonic power in the snowflakes. In the past two years, the demonic crystals in his body had increased from the previous five to thirty-four!

    The further you go, the harder it will be to improve. The level of three-level demon power is equivalent to building a foundation. If it is ten times more, it is forming a core. From then on, it will also increase gradually with ten times as a stage.

    The fundamental reason why Wang Lin condensed his demonic power is precisely because this demonic power can be integrated with the immortal power. In this way, the immortal power can be increased.

    In order to reach the late stage of infant transformation, Wang Lin's current immortal jade, although it has the reserves of the previous hundred years, is still a bit reluctant. As for the immortal jade required to aspire to the throne, it is even more huge and unimaginable.

    Therefore, if you want to improve your cultivation, you must take another shortcut. Transforming it with demon power is one of the methods that Wang Lin thought of.

    This method Wang LinEncountered a rare demonized beast, I noticed it and rushed over immediately, but it was still too late"

    If all the creatures in the land of demon spirits accumulate too much demon power in their bodies, they will become demons. Once demonized, their strength will double.

    Wang Lin put the wood in his hand beside him and looked up at Thirteen.

    Thirteen is much older than a year ago. At this moment, he does not look like a young man, but rather like an old man.

    "Stay back!" Wang Lin said solemnly.

    Ouyang Hua stood up and resigned respectfully.

    After walking out of the valley, he sighed secretly, looked back at the valley, and said in his heart: "Thirteen, it depends on your fate"

    Wang Lin looked at Thirteen and pondered.  (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
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