The yellow light seems to be the traction of returning to the original source, making all those who are shrouded in a sense of entering the samsara, as if they flashed in front of their eyes in the past and present, and they could not tell the difference.

Spells, the power of controlling the heaven and earth is transformed into special methods. This is spells. Their strength is related to cultivation and ***. And magical power is a way to increase the power of these illusions. The so-called enlightenment, change means enlightenment. This is a change and condensation of the essence.

However, Taoist art is not the case. Few people can master this art. According to rumors, only by experiencing it in that realm can you understand Taoist art. The attack of Taoist art is similar to the battle of artistic conception, but its origin is different.

The battle of artistic conception is compared to mutual insights, a battle between the mind and the soul, mysterious and mysterious. But Taoism is a sublimation power, an erasure against the soul!

Different people have different perceptions in the realm of Tao. When the old man with white hair became a clan, he was fortunate to enter the realm of Tao for a moment. There, he realized a truth, a truth about the origin of human beings.

What is the origin of a human being? In his opinion, it is the memory in the soul. He believes that a person’s life is actually a memory. If the memory is immortal, then even if this person dies, he can live endlessly...

Similarly, if all the perceptions about artistic conception in this memory are erased, and all the perceptions are dissipated without any existence, as if they have never existed before, then this memory will be incomplete, and the incomplete part will make this person fall into the mortal world!

At this moment, what the white-haired old man used was the Taoist technique that was seen from the realm of Tao, which was rare in the world! The extreme realm represents extreme power, the original realm represents creativity, and this realm represents immortal power!

A yellow light filled the light, which was soft, but was enough to penetrate everything in the world, landed on Wang Lin, passed through the artistic conception of war surrounding his body, and came directly into his soul memory through his body.

"Three breaths are enough!" The white-haired old man suddenly closed his eyes, and his whole life disappeared, as if he was Guixu.

Wang Lin only felt the world spinning. In his eyes, the colorful sky no longer appeared, but turned towards the wind around the surrounding clouds, changing rapidly, and eventually became a clear blue sky and white clouds.

The sky is blue and very clean.

The earth shook rapidly in his eyes. In a trance, it seemed like an illusion that the earth under his feet disappeared layer by layer, and the mountains in the distance narrowed step by step, until everything in front of him was lost and turned into a green forest.

A path appeared beside me... This path is a rural road, and there is a green forest ahead. At this moment, the forest wind blows, making the leaves rustle, and the wind also has the fragrance of soil, which is very intoxicating.

"It seems... I've been sleeping..." Wang Lin opened his sleepy eyes and stared blankly in front of him. After a long time, he turned around and looked behind him. Behind him, at the end of the path was a peaceful mountain village. The smoke from cooking was slim and the sound of children playing came, mixed with a few barking of dogs.

"It seems like I've had a dream..." Wang Lin scratched his head, and his honest expression showed confusion. He picked up the book sword beside him, stood up, and looked outside the forest in the distance, and it seemed as if he saw a mountain covered with mist and a sect attic on the mountain.

"In my dream, I seemed to have become an immortal... I have experienced more than a thousand years of life. Maybe I was tired of studying, but I didn't expect such a strange dream." Wang Lin was a little stunned in confusion.

"Tiezhu, your father is looking for you, why don't you go back and take a look." In confusion, a voice came from Wang Lin's ear, but a middle-aged man holding a hunting fork in his hand and was about to leave the village to hunt.

Behind the middle-aged man, there were a few stout young men. One of them looked at Wang Lin and smiled silly: "Tiezhu, study hard and get the top scorer in the exam, so that our village will be in a glorious position."

Wang Lin scratched his head, greeted the people, and hurried to the village. A kind laugh came from behind him, accompanied by him, getting farther and farther away.

"It's really strange. This dream is too real. Hongdie, Li Muwan, Liu Mei, Mu Bingmei, Lu Yanfei, Li Qianmei... and Yunqianmei, Zhuquezi, Situ Nan, Tianyunzi, etc., or Zhuque Holy Emperor, Qinglong Holy Emperor, Tuosen, Tuosi... I remember taking two disciples, one named Thirteen and the other named Xie Qing..." Wang Lin's mind was still blurred while walking.

"There is an ancient god in the Vermilion Bird Star? There is a Corpse Yin Sect outside the Vermilion Bird Star? There is also a Cultivation Alliance? There are also the Four Saints Sects? My place is called the Alliance Star Domain. In my dream, I also went to the Luotian Star Domain, and even the Yunhai Star Domain...

I actually went to the fairy world..." Wang Lin stayed for a long time, and when he looked up, he had already arrived at the door of his house, shook his head hard. He sighed and murmured: "This dream is so strange. In the dream, my parents are dead..."

No longer thinking about that strange dream, Wang Lin pushed open the yard door and walked in. He saw his father holding a cigarette pipe in his hand, kowtowing ashes on the ground, and staring at himself.

Seeing his father's stern gaze, Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Tiezhu, how are you reading books?"

"Uh... it's okay..." Wang Lin whispered.

"Hmph, Tiezhu, you have to study hard. Next year will be the county exam. Whether you can achieve success in your life depends on yourself. Don't stay here like your father, alas." Wang Lin's father shook his head and stood up.

At this moment, his mother came out and complained to Wang Lin's father a few words. She was holding the food and the whole family sat in the yard. While eating, Wang Lin hesitated for a moment, looked at his father and whispered: "Dad, I just had a dream..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a carriage came from outside, and the knock on the door quickly rang out. Wang Lin was stunned. He remembered that in his dream, it seemed that the fourth uncle was coming...

"Second brother, let's open the door!"

Subconsciously stood up, Wang Lin ran to the gate, opened the door, and saw a strong man outside the door, with his bright eyes, touching Wang Lin's head. The man smiled and said, "Iron Pill, I haven't seen him for half a year, you are taller again."

Wang Lin's eyes were dazed. He didn't know how he sat back on the chair and became stunned. He didn't know how long it took, and the voice of his fourth uncle vaguely came from his ears.

"Second brother and second sister-in-law, let me tell you something. Hengyue Sect will receive disciples this year. I want Tiezhu to try it. Once you are admitted to the disciple, you will become an immortal in the future. This is a rare opportunity."

"Immortal... Immortal? Is this... Can this little boy do it?" Wang Lin's father was excited, but his expression was hesitant.

"The immortal accepts disciples. It is said that there are any tests or something. Let Tiezhu try it."

Hearing this, Wang Lin suddenly shook his body. Looking at his fourth uncle and his father, his eyes blurred again. The scenes in the dream seemed to be pulled by a strange force and appeared in his mind.

He saw himself walking out of the mountain village and failed the test. With the ridicule of his relatives, he left the mountain village alone. While resting on a cliff, a tiger suddenly appeared behind him. When he rushed over, he fell off the cliff and was sucked into a strange cave.

In the cave, he picked up a bead.

The moment he touched the bead with his right hand, he suddenly heard a scream in his ear.

"Tian...Tian Ni..."

The sound is very familiar, very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but no matter how Wang Lin thought about it, he could not remember where he had heard it.

But immediately, the scream was replaced by a scream. It was still the familiar voice, as if it was suffering unimaginable pain. The miserable scream filled his ears. The time in front of Wang Lin seemed to be collapsed, and a colorful light appeared faintly.

In an instant, his eyes flashed, as if the power of controlling his memory had become disordered. After several years of jumping, the surrounding environment changed drastically. He was galloping and fleeing. The mountains and forests flashed rapidly in the corners of his eyes. His speed was quite fast, and a life-and-death crisis filled his mind.

"You can't escape in my Teng Li's hands!" A gloomy voice came from behind him, but a young man with a cold look and calm pursuit.

During that life and death crisis, Wang Lin suddenly blurred his mind again, and the screams in his ears became clearer and clearer. He felt that he seemed to remember who this sounded!

At this moment, the environment around him suddenly changed again. At this moment, he was in a huge valley. A stream of grief and anger that had never been seen before and a severe pain in his mind filled his whole body like a tide. He roared to the sky, but he could not vent his sadness in his heart!

"As a member of the Teng family, if I, Wang Lin, have a glimmer of life, one day, I want the entire family of your Teng family to flow into a river and dye Zhao red!! Let your Teng family be destroyed, without even a single living mouth!!! If you violate this oath, I, Wang Lin, will be cut into pieces and will not die well, and will sink to hell forever!" Wang Lin seemed crazy, and endless sorrow drowned him, and his pain was like a piercing heart! Kneeling on the ground, tears flowed in Wang Lin's eyes, his eyes were red, revealing a madness that seemed to be unavailable!

His hair was gray all night, and his surroundings were like winter, and an indescribable ultimate force was born in his body!

This kind of power does not belong to mortals, but at this moment, it is possessed by Wang Lin. This is the peak of all killings in the world and the limit of power. Its name is Ji!

At the moment when the extreme force was born, the screaming sound in Wang Lin's ear again came with incredible shock!
Chapter completed!