Chapter 1832: Hiding the soul!

Deep in the Great Soul Gate, there is a mountain that soars straight into the sky. This peak is green and green. Because it is too high, it looks like supporting the world. This is the forbidden area of ​​the Great Soul Gate, and this is the retreat of the Qingniu Ancestor.

Wang Lin galloped all the way, and the many restrictions of the Great Soul Sect turned into layers of ripples in front of him, without any effect. Until outside the Qingtian Peak, Wang Lin stopped and looked at the mountain, and the sound of clasping his fists came out loud.

"Young man Wang Lin, Senior Qingniu can be here!"

The Qingtian Peak shook all over, and all the restrictions outside the mountain disappeared, and an old voice floated from it.

"The top, I'll wait for you here."

Wang Lin's subconscious consciousness dispersed and swept the Qingtian Peak, and his eyes suddenly became solemn. This peak seemed ordinary, but in fact there was an extremely strong aura inside, which was scattered by this mountain.

"This is a mountain transformed by magic weapons..." Wang Lin said calmly, his body shook straight to the top of the mountain, as if he was rushing into the sky, and soon arrived at the top of the mountain.

At the top of Qingtian Peak, Qingniu Zhenren sat cross-legged there, wearing green clothes, fluttering in the mountain breeze, and even blew his white hair up. Wang Lin looked as usual, and came opposite Qingniu Zhenren and sat cross-legged down.

"The art of soul-derived Taoism is indeed extraordinary. After 178,000 years of cultivation, it may be comparable to the Immortal Emperor National Master. Wang admires the depth of the Great Soul Sect." Sitting there, Wang Lin spoke slowly.

When Qingniu Zhenren heard this, he laughed and looked embarrassed, but he looked quite calm.

"Well, Elder Wang is right. He just entered my Great Soul Sect and was proud of it. This is very good. In fact, I have always believed that. If someone can persist in seclusion and practice the Soul Derivation Art all day long, he will definitely have the ability to calculate that is comparable to that of the national teacher!"

"I practiced a magical power 178 years ago, and my cultivation level did not increase, and my vitality and life span would not be enough in my body. Is there such a person?" Wang Lin's words were not polite. Those 178,000 years made him quite helpless.

"Haha, I have never heard of anyone in the Great Soul Sect who has cultivated this soul deity to great success. Even the first generation of ancestors only imprinted 41 billion rune inscriptions.

However, Elder Wang has amazing talents and will definitely have many opportunities. Maybe there will be a way to cultivate this unique skill of my Great Soul Sect to the greatest success." Qingniu Zhenren smiled slightly and said.

"Fart!" Wang Lin was not polite. He rarely spoke like this. At the moment, he really looked too evil.

As soon as these words were said, the Qingniu Zhenren was obviously stunned for a moment. Obviously, he never thought that Wang Lin would reply like this. After blinking, the Qingniu Zhenren really felt a little guilty and smiled.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, I have three gifts here, which were prepared by the Great Soul Sect for you, and should be of great use to you!" As he said that, the Qingniu Zhenren quickly raised his right hand and waved it forward. Suddenly, three rays of light transformed into three brocade boxes, and headed straight for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin shook his sleeves and put the three brocade boxes into his sleeves without even looking at them.

"It won't be the time to open the brocade box again, it will take 178,000 years."

The ancestor Qingniu coughed dryly and quickly said, "I don't know. These three gifts were prepared for you by a generation of ancestors, and the Great Soul Sect will keep them on your behalf. Now you have taken them away. As for what items are inside, I don't know. Even if there is a problem, don't come to me..."

Seeing Wang Lin frowning, the Qingniu Zhenren stood up, raised his right hand and pointed to the sky. Immediately, a huge crack roared outside the Qingtian Peak. The crack seemed to be another space, and there was a huge nine-story attic inside it.

The attic was shrouded in fog, looming, and a pressure from the soul spread out. Before it could enter the crack, Wang Lin felt the pressure immediately after just taking a look outside.

"I have a furnace of elixirs that are being refined. You can enter the Soul-Cangkao Pavilion and choose the same magical power. The rules of the past dynasties can only be chosen once. If you want to choose the second magical power, you need to complete the tasks of the sect!" said the ancestor Qingniu, and his body disappeared in an instant, but he teleported away and hurriedly left here.

Wang Lin stood up and ignored the departing Qingniu Ancestor. Instead, he looked at the crack in the sky, pondered for a moment, and stepped into the crack.

The moment I entered the crack, a majestic pressure enveloped it. This was a vague space, without the sky or the earth, and the entire space was only a huge nine-story attic, filled with mist.

Outside the attic, there are two huge statues of ferocious beasts, entrenched there, lifelike.

The attic gate was closed, and there was silence around it. Only in the sixth floor, there seemed to be a ball of light in the fog, flashing uncertainly, as if someone was walking in the sixth floor.

Above the gate, there were three big characters.

Soul-Hanging Pavilion!

This is the holy land of the Great Soul Sect. The place where the magical powers of the past dynasties are stored seems calm, but Wang Lin vaguely saw that there were murderous intents everywhere here, and there were countless terrifying murderous intents.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin raised his footsteps and walked towards the nine-story attic gate. As he approached, he suddenly stopped, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the huge stone statue of the ferocious beast on the right side next to him.

The ferocious beast looks like a unicorn, but it is different.

The moment Wang Lin looked at him, the ferocious beast stone statue suddenly squirmed, twisting around, and a low roar suddenly echoed in Wang Lin's mind.

"Give it the jade slip!"

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he saw that the stone statue actually sealed the soul of an extremely powerful beast. This soul was suppressed here. After merging with the stone statue, it could transform into various magical powers.

He raised his right hand and turned it up, and the jade slip given by the real person of Qingniu appeared in Wang Lin's hand. As soon as the jade slip appeared, Wang Lin felt a flower in front of his eyes, like a red light flash, and the jade slip disappeared. The wriggling stone statue seemed to be chewing in his mouth, and after a moment, he spit out the jade slip.

"You can enter the Soul Pavilion and choose a magical power!" After the stone statue came out of its magical thoughts, it slowly stopped wriggling, and there was no distortion of space. It turned into an ordinary way and remained motionless there.

"So fast!" Wang Lin's pupils shrank, and he had not seen the movement of the stone statue clearly. After thinking for a moment, he realized that the red light flashed, which was actually the tongue of the ferocious beast.

After the stone statue remained motionless, the gate of the nine-story attic slowly opened a gap, and a wave of soul radiated from it, making the pressure here even heavier.

Wang Lin calmly walked towards the gate and stepped into the gap. When he stepped into the first floor of the Soul-Cannouncement Pavilion, he saw the secret of the Soul-Cannouncement Pavilion.

This is a room about thousands of feet in size. Seven-foot-foot villains floated cross-legged here, closing their eyes and meditating without moving, but there were strong fluctuations in their cultivation.

Wang Lin's eyes swept over the thousands of villains, including men and women, old and young, but without exception, they are all soul bodies, and each soul body contains a kind of magical power.

"Soul-Hanging Pavilion..." Wang Lin murmured, and after his eyes swept over, he saw the stairs leading to the second floor. The stairs emitted a faint light, as if there was a restriction. If his cultivation level was not enough, he could not get up.

Obviously, the higher the nine levels of the Soul-Cannounced Pavilion, the more exquisite the technique was. Wang Lin swung his sleeves, crossed the hundreds of soul bodies, and walked towards the stairs. The moment his footsteps fell, a repulsive force suddenly arose, as if he wanted to stop Wang Lin from going up.

This repulsive force is quite powerful and can stop all the power of non-third step, but it is really insignificant for Wang Lin. He looked calm and took a light step forward, stepped onto the first stairs, and walked to the second floor with a clattering sound.

There are also thousands of soul bodies in the second level of the Soul Gathering Pavilion. The aura of martial arts radiated from them is several times stronger than the first level. However, after Wang Lin glanced at him, he did not find the two magical powers he wanted, multiple illusions and the magic that summoned the souls of the ancestors of the Great Soul Sect.

"The skills here are mostly those that can be realized by Kong Nie's cultivation level and exerted, and are extremely powerful... But for me, it is useless." Wang Lin pondered and walked towards the third floor along the stairs on the second floor.

The third level, the fourth level, the fifth level! Wang Lin didn't pause for a long time and came to the fifth level of the Soul-Cannounced Pavilion. In this level, the soul body suddenly decreased, and only five hundred floating there. The breath of martial arts emitting from them faintly reached the realm of Kongxuan. Obviously, here belongs to Kongxuan cultivator.

Although Wang Lin could not see the changes and formulas of those magical powers, he could see that each of them had great power through induction.

If any soul body here is taken outside, Wang Lin doesn’t know what effect it will cause, but if it is placed in the cave world, it will be enough to cause a great catastrophe!

However, although these magical powers and techniques are attractive, they are not Wang Lin’s choice now! He looked at the stairs leading to the sixth floor, his eyes flashed, and he walked there.

The moment his footsteps fell, Wang Lin's mind suddenly roared, as if he was severely injured, his body suddenly shook, his footsteps fell, his body still motionless.

On the sixth floor, Yan Luan sat cross-legged there, with a soul body floating above her head, and a trace of soul energy radiated from the soul body and penetrated into her heavenly spirit.

The moment Wang Lin stepped on the steps leading to the sixth floor, Yan Luan suddenly opened his eyes and showed a strange look.
Chapter completed!