Snowland Cultivator

Wang Lin waved his right hand and the door of the shop opened silently. A tall figure in a straw raincoat appeared outside the shop. The man was covered with thick snow and did not speak, and walked into the shop.

Wang Lin glanced at the man and said calmly: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, so fellow Taoist is fine!"

The man laughed, took off his straw raincoat, revealing a very majestic face, his ears were extremely conspicuous. This person was Zhou Wutai, the big-eared monk.

He shook the straw raincoat in his hand, and the snowflakes on it immediately scattered, blown by a breeze, all floating outside, without a single piece, landing in Wanglin's shop.

Putting the straw raincoat aside, Zhou Wutai came to the chair opposite Wang Lin and sat down. The moment he sat down, the shop door silently closed.

After Zhou Wutai sat down, he grabbed the wine pot that Wang Lin placed aside, and instead of holding the cup, he took a big sip.

Wang Lin glanced at him. Compared with more than ten years ago, Wu Tai had a few more wrinkles between his eyebrows. Obviously, there was something he was worried about over the past ten years. As for his cultivation, he was more diligent than more than ten years ago, but he was a little worse than Wang Lin.

After all, the way of reincarnation that Wang Lin experienced brought him a deeper understanding.

After a big-eared monk Zhou Wutai took a big sip of wine, he suddenly stared at the three wooden carvings on the shelf not far away. These three wooden carvings were exactly the three people from Baiyun Sect. When Zhou Wutai came here, there were only two wooden carvings on it, but now there is one more.

His eyes were placed on the extra wood carvings. Gradually, a hint of shock appeared on his face. With his right hand, the wood carving fell into his hand. He looked carefully for a long time before he gently put it down. His eyes looked at Wang Lin, and there were waves of complex colors.

After a long time, he sighed and smiled bitterly: "Brother Wang, you are indeed one step faster than me. I am still standing still for more than ten years..."

Wang Lin looked calm, and he turned his right hand and another wine pot appeared. After taking a sip, he shook his head and said, "It's just a coincidence!"

Zhou Wutai sighed, looked down at the wood carving, and said slowly: "You have carved the artistic conception of Master Qingsong. This wood carving is equivalent to the top magic weapon in the Nascent Soul stage. More than ten years ago, Brother Wang could not do this. He has made such progress in just over ten years. I admire him!"

Wang Lin smiled silently and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you!"

Zhou Wutai was stunned. The complexity in his eyes became even stronger. He looked at Wang Lin, then at the wood carving. Finally, hesitated for a moment, took out a jade slip from the storage bag, placed it aside gently, and said, "Thank you!"

He couldn't help but feel less hostility towards Wang Lin. He could give such a treasure at will, and this state of mind was beyond the reach of a person. He believed that with this wood carving, even if he could not truly gain the artistic conception of time, he could still feel it.

However, the only thing he struggled with was how to choose. After all, his current insights of choice were quite different from the artistic conception of the wood carvings, and in this way, he couldn't help but have some contradictions.

After a long time, he suddenly paused, looked at Wang Lin when he looked up, smiled bitterly again, and said, "Brother Wang, I'm giving up! Don't always let me have other obsessions. Oh, Zhou doesn't want this wood carving, and this jade slip will also be given to you. It records a magical power and magic in the God Transformation Stage."

Wang Lin's eyes were strange and looked at Zhou Wutai carefully. The wood carving he gave to this person had a hidden meaning, but this person immediately reacted and gave up the opportunity to comprehend the artistic conception of time, but always maintained his original path of transformation. Wang Lin did not see much of such figures in his life.

He nodded with a smile and said, "Since that's the case, Wang is disrespectful." As he said that, he picked up the jade slip, swept his spiritual sense, and put it aside without hesitation.

Zhou Wutai reluctantly glanced at the wood carving, gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stop looking, but his face was slightly dark and said, "Brother Wang, have you noticed something strange about the heavy snow in recent days?"

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, looked at the wine pot in his hand, and said slowly: "This snow is obviously not done by heaven..."

Zhou Wutai's eyes flashed and said, "That's right, there is a murderous aura in the snowflakes. Now the entire territory of the Four Sects Alliance is covered by these snowflakes. These murderous auras are already strong."

Wang Lin's expression was always the same, as if these things had nothing to do with him, and he just listened quietly.

Zhou Wutai looked at Wang Lin and continued, "There have been several seniors from the four sects to investigate. Finally, at a height above thousands of miles, they discovered the single teleportation crack of the snow-region monks who were banned and hidden!"

"Snowland monk?" This was the first time Wang Linshang heard this word.

Zhou Wutai took a deep breath and said, "This snowy monk is also a fourth-level cultivation country. It is just that its border is located in the extreme north, covered by ice and snow. The magical magic they practice are often related to ice and snow. Therefore, whenever the snowy kingdom invades other cultivation countries, it will first open this single teleportation array, so that the other country's border is shrouded in ice and snow, and then it will be dispatched on a large scale."

After Zhou Wutai said that, he waved his right hand back, and the door of the shop opened. A ball of snowflakes was grabbed in his hand from the air and brought to Wang Lin. At the same time, he made a gesture with his left hand. In an instant, a fist-sized fireball suddenly took shape and emitted a burst of hot air.

"Please see, brother Wang!"

As he said that, he pressed the fireball and the snow ball in his hand together. In an instant, the fireball emitted bursts of smoke and was extinguished, but the snow ball was safe and sound without melting at all.

Wang Lin was immediately moved by it. This was something he didn't expect!

"This snow cannot be melted... When the snowflakes accumulate into plains in the entire Four Sects Alliance, it is the day when the snow monks attack!" Zhou Wutai's voice was filled with low voice.

Wang Lin was silent and didn't say anything.

"Brother Wang, today I am here to represent the Four Sects Alliance. I invite you to join. With your cultivation level, once you enter, the Four Sects Alliance will definitely strengthen a lot of help!" Zhou Wutai said with great sincerity.

Wang Lin glanced at the man and spoke slowly: "I'm just a Nascent Soul Cultivator, who is more advanced than Wang's cultivation, should be many in the four sects, and it seems that there are not many of me."

Zhou Wutai smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Brother Wang, don't belittle yourself. With your current realm, it will only take a few years to use it. Once you transform into a god, for my four sects, another god-transforming monk will be added. This is the focus of my invitation!"
Chapter completed!