Some people from the ancient clan believe that the ancient ancestor was not dead, and the ancient ancestor is still there! More people from the ancient clan believe that even if the ancient ancestor is really dead, its spirit is still there!

It still protects the entire three veins of the ancient clan. Otherwise, how can we explain the strangeness of the ancient ancestor statue in the imperial city of these three veins, and how can we explain the gift of the ancient ancestor every time.

How to explain this whenever someone crosses the ancient road, the halos surrounding the statue!

The ancient Taoist three-pointed gods. When the first time is distracted, nine halos will flash outside the ancient ancestor statue. The second time is distracted, there are eighteen halos. When the third time is distracted, the ultimate twenty-seven halos will appear!

At this moment, in the ancient imperial city, outside the statue of the ancient ancestor, eighteen halos lingered, emitting soft light, and waves of ripples spreading in all directions like halos, spreading the entire ancient imperial city, attracting the eyes of all the tribesmen here.

Song Tian stood thousands of feet away from the ancestral temple, looked at the vast eighteen halos in the sky, was silent for a moment, turned around and walked towards the distance. He came here three years ago to compensate for the things that happened back then and to calm his heart.

Now, he has been the guardian of Wang Lin for three years. Although he was not the only one who protected the Dharma together in these three years, since Song Tian has come, he has made a decision in his heart. If he really encounters a crisis in this process, Wang Lin will definitely take action.

Now that the first distraction was over, he felt that he had no need to stay anymore. He took steps, and Song Tian did not look back. He gradually went away and returned to his primitive mountain. He ignored the matter here and continued to meditate.

Wang Lin felt clearly when Song Tian left. He sat cross-legged in the ancestral temple. The light and shadow of the soul condensed from his body were several times larger than before. As the soul grew, Wang Lin felt that although his cultivation level had not improved, it was a little stronger than before!

With his cultivation level, even if he is a little stronger, it is amazing!

"If I pass the ancient tribe this time, I can complete it all and get soul blood... Then, if I go to the bridge of the sky, I wonder if I can walk on the fourth bridge that I couldn't get there back then!" Wang Lin murmured.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he looked up at the light and shadow floating above his head.

"It took three years to distract myself from the first time, especially at the last moment, almost like death. If it weren't for my will, I'd probably not be able to merge and condense...

This ancient Taoist three-pointed god is related to will, but more... it is luck..." Wang Lin frowned. He now fully understood why few people were perfectly distracted.

Luck may come once, or even twice, but three times in a row... is extremely slim.

"Then this second time..." Wang Lin closed his eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly opened it, and he confirmed his thoughts again.

"Luck is important, but if there is a will that can surpass everything, it can also be reversed!" Wang Lin pinched his hands and suddenly pointed towards the light and shadow above. At the same time, his eyes closed again!

The moment his eyes closed, the light and shadow on his head suddenly shook, and fine cracks gradually appeared on it, and the ancient road dichotomy opened up!

On the sky of the ancient imperial city at the beginning, Xuan Luo looked below, showed a smile on his face, and sat cross-legged and continued to protect the Dharma for this disciple.

In his heart, the ancient Taoist lineage needs him to protect it, but this disciple is also weak at this moment and needs him to protect it.

Time flies, and three years have passed.

The eighteen halos on the ancient ancestor statue in the Shigu Imperial City seem to have merged with the entire imperial city. Many Shigu Imperial tribes have even become vaguely accustomed to the existence of this halo from the heart.

Although they still look at the halo from time to time, any curiosity will slowly disappear as time goes by, and what is left now is just a guess.

Guess how many years the other party can last during this second distraction.

Three years later, another three years!

For six years, the eighteen halos of the ancient ancestor statue were as old as before, making the sky of the entire imperial city without the distinct changes in day and night.

Even in the darkness, the light still shines on the entire imperial city.

When the second distraction came, the tenth year came, and even some young Shigu children, who were just born, looked at them, the sky in Shigu Imperial City seemed to be like this.

After ten years of distraction, this incident gradually spread throughout the ancient clan, some Taoist ancient clans and extremely ancient clans. From time to time, some people came here to see this scene with their own eyes.

Time is still passing, and Wang Lin's light and shadow on his head in the ancestral temple, when the tenth year arrived, he broke into invisible fragments. He endured unimaginable pain, but he still endured it.

Those invisible fragments are slowly shattering, and when they become fragments, they will represent the second complete shattering of the soul.

The ancient emperor, the elderly man, seemed to have given up some unrealistic ideas, gradually stopped paying attention to the halo of the ancient ancestor statue, but instead guided Jidu to slowly inherit his throne.

There are less than forty years left before Jidu succeeds to the throne. For mortals, forty years is equivalent to half a life, but for people from the ancient clan, forty years, although it is still long, it is not far away.

When Jidu slowly grasped many secrets of the ancient lineage, three years have passed.

Wang Lin’s second distraction has been going on for thirteen years! Half a year ago, a huge pressure suddenly radiated from the ancestral temple, covering the surroundings of the ancestral temple, and a strange force was generated. This force surrounded it, preventing any spiritual sense from exploring it, and also preventing people from stepping in!

Xuan Luo was on the sky, looking at the ancestral temple below with concern. Even his spiritual sense could not sink into it. He could even feel that even if he walked in himself, he could not step into the temple under this force.

This power belongs to the ancient ancestor, and the drop of ancient ancestor's soul blood!

When this ancestral temple was changing like this, Song Tian, ​​who was planning to ignore the affairs of the ancestral temple on the primitive mountain, suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and looked towards the direction of the ancestral temple.

Thirteen years have passed and fourteen years have arrived.

As the strange power permeated, Wang Lin's aura had disappeared without a trace, not knowing how to live or die, and even the will he emitted when he was distracted for the first time could not be felt by others.

The only sign that Wang Lin may not be dead is that the eighteen halos outside the ancient ancestor statue are still there.

No one knows that the many invisible fragments that had existed before in the ancestral temple outside Wang Lin's body at this moment had completely become fragments and had been completely split half a year ago.

However, after the split, there was an insemination phenomenon. Within the past six months, Wang Lin forced the integration several times with his great will, but he never succeeded.

His will, under these several forced fusions, has gradually decreased and is extremely weak and undetectable. There is no vitality in his body, and only this little will is still stubbornly continuing to fusion again and again.

There are always a large number of light spots on its body. These light spots slowly condense together, and after a contour of light and shadow appeared, they became unstable again, collapsed and exploded around, and the light spots dimmed one by one and disappeared without a shadow.

This is the thirteenth time!

Wang Lin, who had no mind and consciousness, started his fourteenth fusion with his few will. When a large number of light spots appeared outside his body, the fourteenth year slowly passed away.

The fifteenth year is here.

On the day of the fifteenth year, the eighteen halos outside the ancient ancestor statue had an amazing change. This change attracted the attention of all the tribesmen in the Shigu Imperial City, and even made the tribesmen who were almost used to the existence of this halo burst into an uproar again.

Even the Shiguhuang, who was no longer concerned about this matter, suddenly walked out of his bedroom, looked at the statue of the ancient ancestor in the distance, and took a breath.

Ji Du flew away, looking nervously in the air, feeling like he clasped his palms tightly.

Song Tian on the primitive mountain stood on the top of Niujiao Mountain, staring intently, shocked and suspicious.

But I saw the eighteen halos outside the ancient ancestor statue, and at this moment, there was a rapid dimness. After a stick of incense, it suddenly collapsed and turned into countless pieces and dissipated.

In this way, there were only seventeen halos outside the ancient ancestor statue!

"The distraction halo is broken, what's the reason for this...!"

"Could this person fail to distract himself for the second time and die? Otherwise, there would never be any halo breaking and dissipating!"

"I remembered it! I heard back then that the ancient Taoist three-pointed gods did not go endlessly, and there was a limit in time. Could it be that this person reached the limit in time during the second time of the detachment!"

The sound of discussion began to circulate in the ancient imperial city.

"It has reached the time limit for the second time to distract the spirit. If Wang Lin had not completed the fusion before all the eighteen halos disappeared, his soul would be scattered!" Song Tian took a deep breath, looked at the ancestral temple, and frowned.

Xuan Luo on the sky suddenly changed his expression when he saw this scene. With his identity, he naturally saw the reason for the disappearance of the halo. He did not hesitate at all at this moment, and in a flash, he headed straight from the sky to the ancestral temple.

Song Tian had known Xuan Luo's arrival for a long time, but hesitated and did not stop him.

But when Xuan Luo came to the ancestral temple in an instant, he stepped in without hesitation, but the moment he stepped in, a huge force bounced back and made a muffled roar. Xuan Luo's body shook, unable to enter and was blocked from outside.
Chapter completed!