Chapter 1780: The clouds are in a state of rebellion!

As the rain fell, the sound suddenly became louder, but the nine big incense inside the incense burner in the center of the square showed no sign of extinguishing. The green smoke was still there, rising slowly. No matter how fast the rain was, it could not dissipate the green smoke.

Combining with the rain, the smoke and rain form a very beautiful picture, with mist and rain like a dream.

The moment the rain fell, someone held an umbrella on top of Wang Lin's head. The person holding the umbrella was the young man following him. The young man looked a little embarrassed, so he simply didn't go to see anyone, held an umbrella for Wang Lin, and followed Wang Lin.

Nearly a hundred monks in the square gathered their eyes, and several people, led by a young man in a black Taoist robe, frowned and were about to scold him, but at this moment, the bell rang out for the third time.

As the bell rings, the blue smoke floating in the incense burner twists in the air and quickly condenses together, turning into a huge vortex. The vortex thunderstorm immediately pushes away the rain around, and a vague figure appears in the vortex of the blue smoke.

The figure walked forward and stood between heaven and earth!

"Welcome to Master out of seclusion!" At this moment, nearly a hundred monks around them all bowed to the figure.

This is a middle-aged man with black hair casually spread over his shoulders. He looks not handsome, but he has a strange temperament, and is very fairy-like.

He stood in the sky, his eyes swept through the disciples below, and finally fell on Wang Lin. Especially when he saw the young man behind Wang Lin still holding an umbrella, he couldn't help but frown, but he quickly let go and smiled.

"Su Dao, Zhou Li, you two go to the hall with your master, and the rest, please retreat." The middle-aged man said softly. When he spoke, he stepped out of the air and took a step forward, drifted into the rain, and stepped into the hall next to him.

The young man in black, who was led by several people who wanted to scold Wang Lin, looked very serious and quickly said yes. He glanced at Wang Lin from afar, turned around and walked straight to the hall.

Wang Lin looked calm. In the early memories of Qicai Immortal Lord, his master was very good to him. If he had not been in seclusion for many years and rarely went out, he would not have received unfair treatment within the sect.

Moreover, the Qicai Immortal Lord was a little cowardly in his early years and did not say these things.

As for Zhou Li, he is the senior brother of the Qicai Immortal Lord. He is also very talented and is very gentle on weekdays, but in fact, he is very despised by the Qicai Immortal Lord and mostly ignores others' humiliation of the Qicai Immortal Lord.

Stepping into the rain, under the slight jealous gaze of the other fellow disciples around, Wang Lin walked into the hall. At the head of the hall, the middle-aged man sat on a chair, and Zhou Li stood respectfully aside.

"It will not take too long for my teacher to come out of seclusion this time. After explaining some things to you, you will go into seclusion again." The middle-aged man spoke slowly, his eyes swept over Zhou Li and Wang Lin, and he pondered for a moment.

In this scene, Wang Lin had a familiar scene in the memory of the third soul of the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord. He knew that this time, Su Dao's master would teach him the same magical power as Zhou Li after explaining some things.

This magical power is the introductory method of the Yundao Heavenly Technique among the three most powerful methods of Donglin Sect. If you can reach the extreme, you can learn the essence of this technique.

This entry-level formula is not long, but it has strange features and is not something that everyone can practice. Once the memorial record is recorded, clouds and mist will linger in the body. If the clouds and mist are thin, it means that you cannot learn this technique. Similarly, if the clouds and mist are dense and there are phantom transformations, it is the best.

In addition, the time to operate this technique is also an assessment. In the Donglin Sect, for countless years, those who have obtained this entry method to operate in the body will be the fastest person to complete the seven breaths, and the slowest person will even last several hours.

When Qicai was learning this technique here, Zhou Li looked at it coldly and felt timid in his heart. He couldn't help but slow down while hesitating. Finally, he completed a circle in his body within twenty breaths.

And that Zhou Li completed it in eleven breaths.

Moreover, after the operation was completed, clouds and mist rose in his body. Because Zhou Li's eyes and mind were in chaos, he could not focus all his energy on it, so there was very little clouds and mist. Zhou Li's clouds turned into phantoms, swallowing the clouds and mist emitted by Su Dao in one mouthful.

This scene was seen by the master of the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord back then, and turned into a sigh. He did not teach Su Dao the three magical powers of Donglin Sect, but taught the second-class Seven Colorful Immortal Art.

All these things are in Wang Lin's memory and seem to be unchangeable.

Today, this scene reappeared, and Wang Lin stood there, and thought in his heart in silence. He didn't know whether he should follow the memory and choose the same experience as the one in the past, or whether he should reverse the memory and change everything.

Logically speaking, he needs to adapt to the memory of Qicai so that he can merge with Qicai even deeper, or many years later, when he merges with Qicai’s memory to a deeper degree, he can know where the real door arranged by Qicai is.

But whether all this can be like this is still unknown. The most important thing is that Wang Lin is unwilling to fully merge with the third soul. In that case, Xie Qing will never wake up again. In the moment of the fusion, Xie Qing disappeared, and Wang Lin became a new colorful.

In addition, Wang Lin didn't want to do this way of doing things!

"...This technique is one of the three most powerful magical powers of my Donglin Sect, called the Yundao Tianzhi, but you don't have enough cultivation, so you can learn this introductory technique first. However, this introductory technique also has requirements. Only one person in each generation of my Donglin Sect can learn it. Today I will choose you two to find the most suitable person for this technique..." The voice of the middle-aged man echoed in the hall. When he opened his mouth, he even said the way to choose, including the thickness of the clouds and the time of the body's movement.

Zhou Li lowered his head, his eyes unable to hide his desire.

"The way of heaven is damaged, but if it is too long, it will not be supplemented..." The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and after saying the entry-level formula word by word, he raised his right hand and pointed forward two fingers. Suddenly, two wisps of clouds roared out, falling into Zhou Li and Wang Lin's bodies, blending in and disappearing.

"The clouds enter the body, and you two immediately sit cross-legged and run as fast as possible. Among them, those who are perfect first are the best! During this process, you two must not disturb external thoughts and move quietly!" The middle-aged man said together, and Zhou Li sat cross-legged immediately without hesitation.

Wang Lin was also sitting on the ground, just as he was about to breathe in the clouds in his body, Zhou Li, who was beside him, suddenly looked up at Wang Lin, his eyes were too long and even more threatening.

The middle-aged man naturally saw this scene and frowned, but said nothing, but looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin sighed in his heart. It was this glance that made Su Dao timid and lose his qualifications back then. But today, he is not Su Dao, he is Wang Lin. At the moment Zhou Li's eyes glared, Wang Lin glanced at Zhou Li casually.

At this glance, Zhou Li's body trembled suddenly, and he clearly felt a murderous intent from Wang Lin's gaze, shaking his mind.

At this moment, Wang Lin had closed his eyes, and the clouds in his body were running rapidly. Zhou Li quickly closed his eyes and moved rapidly.

Time passes slowly, one breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The moment the eighth breath came, a large amount of clouds suddenly appeared in Wang Lin's body. The middle-aged man's eyes showed bright light, and he suddenly stood up from the seat.

The clouds outside Wang Lin's body became thicker and thicker. In the end, it almost covered the hall with most of the fog. The fog rolled, and a roar came from it.

At this moment, it was the 20th breath. Zhou Li barely moved around in his body, and mist was everywhere. However, compared with Wang Lin, the mist was too insignificant.

Even as the mist in his body spread out, the thick clouds around Wang Lin roared and shocked the sky, and suddenly turned into a huge dragon head from it!

The dragon head was ferocious, with a huge terrifying light on his eyes. He swallowed it suddenly at Zhou Li next to him. After swallowing, Zhou Li's whole body was sucked into the dragon's mouth wildly, and even spit out a mouthful of blood, his body became listless.

The memory changed and the moment the reversal was reversed, the hall immediately became distorted, and the middle-aged man who wrapped his eyes and looked at Wang Lin without paying attention to Zhou Li, his figure also became distorted.

At the same time, the square outside the hall, the mountain outside the square, the entire mountain range outside the mountain, and all the Donglin Sect outside the mountain were twisted in an instant, and the world farther away was also twisted, as if all of this was about to collapse and collapse at this moment.

This is a shocking scene that appears after the memory is changed!

"Okay!! Su Dao, from now on, you will be the second person in the group of teachers who are qualified to learn this Yundao Heavenly Art!" The middle-aged man laughed in distortion, turned around and looked at Zhou Li with a horrified expression, and spoke again.

"Zhou Li, although you are no longer qualified to learn this Yundao Tianzhi, you can pass on your colorful immortal arts as your teacher!"

At the moment when the middle-aged man finished speaking, a tear-like tingling pain came from Wang Lin's mind. Under this pain, everything around him seemed to collapse. In this world transformed by colorful memories, the aura of the eight gates burst out, but it dissipated in an instant. Then, the twists around him slowly calmed down and returned to normal.

But Wang Lin's heart was filled with great waves!

"I understand! Change the memory of the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord, and make the memory conflicts and chaos appear. In that moment, with the confused memory, I can feel the eight gates!! The greater the chaos and contradiction, the clearer the feeling, and you can even find the real gate from it!!

This is my only way! Change the colorful memory!"

"Su Dao, you need to practice this technique more during this period. There are still five months left for my Donglin Sect and your generation. Those who are ranked in the top ten can enter the Donglin Pond to practice. If you can enter the Donglin Pond, your future achievements will be immeasurable!"

Everything has changed.
Chapter completed!