Correction, it must have been 116 years since Wang Xuan left the mother universe. The number I wrote in the last chapter is the time when the extraordinary end of the mother universe came to an end.
Wang Xuan walked on the Jinbei Beach, looking at the vast Origin Sea. Thirty years have passed since Long Wenming crossed the True Saint Tribulation, and there is still no follow-up news about him.
This sea area is considered a "hot land", with a large number of extraordinary beings appearing all year round.
The longer he walked along the coast and felt the unique mythical element here, the more he realized that the depths of the sea were extremely terrifying.
When the supernatural induction was triggered, he could dimly realize that the extraordinary factors unique to the Origin Sea actually carried the aura of imperialism. Where did this come from?
At the Moon Saint Lake Palace, the direct disciples were very familiar with Wang Xuan and all suspected that he might really be their "master" and Li Lin's Taoist companion. "Senior." A young and vigorous female fairy greeted with a smile.
Wang Xuan nodded and entered the Thousand Fantasy Golden Shells.
"Sister Lin, I haven't seen you for 15 years and you are becoming more and more beautiful." He said with a smile.
Behind him, a female disciple stuck out her tongue and left quickly. No one dared to praise the master's beauty so casually. The "master" at the center of the scandal really felt like he had returned to his own home.
Li Lin was as bright and clear as ever, with shiny black hair, snow-white and delicate skin, a flawless face, and a slender figure, with a divine halo.
She ignored this compliment. As a top alien, what kind of shameless extraordinary person has she not seen?
Of course, it was indeed the first time I met someone who dared to praise her beauty face to face at the level of a true immortal.
She noticed that Wang Xuan had indeed undergone some changes. The lines on his spine were like a dragon climbing upwards, heading towards the sky and towards his head.
Self-evolution? She looked surprised, wondering more and more about the core texture on his parietal bone, which could actually attract the dragon to take the initiative to fly up.
"Although your Taoism has improved, the road to the ultimate true immortal has been reached and you can enter the heaven-level realm. Why has there been no movement in the past 30 years? You should have reached a higher level." Li Lin asked.
Her nephew is now obsessed with becoming a True Immortal of the Ultimate Realm, which is understandable for his delay in advancing to the next level.
However, Wang Xuan is clearly the ultimate true immortal, and he has not yet broken through, which is somewhat unreasonable.
"I feel that my foundation is not strong enough, and I want to lay the most solid foundation." Wang Xuan said.
Li Lin didn't believe it. What could the ultimate true immortal do without advancing? Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that some true saints had experimented and explored that field?
It has to be said that she is very keen and actually thought of the legend of 6 Breaks. However, those experiments in the past failed, and a single 6 Breaks is the end.
Wang Xuan started to make tea, and naturally sent a cup to Li Lin, and was sure that she would drink it.
Sure enough, Li Lin lowered her head and looked at the tea fruits of different colors: blue, green, purple, and took a sip.
Her heart was suddenly shocked, and she quickly drank tea to hide the unnaturalness and surprise on her face, because she actually drank 21 kinds of mythical factors!
This was not her illusion. In the past 30 years, although Wang Xuan's realm had not improved and was blocked by the True Immortal 6-Breaking Realm, he was still exploring and adapting to the 21st extraordinary substance while exploring the Land of Life.
The tea tree planted in the world behind the life soil is nourished by these substances all year round. The newly picked tea fruits naturally have a mysterious factor.
Moreover, this type is still not included in the mythological genealogy, at least it is not included in the divine genealogy collected by Yuesheng Lake.
Li Lin was originally calm, elegant, ethereal and quiet, but now she is a little out of control and needs to drink tea to cover up the shock in her heart.
How is it possible? She really can't figure it out. It's extremely difficult to find mythical factors outside the genealogy, but there is an extra kind of tea inexplicably, and this kind of tea was not like this 30 years ago.
She was puzzled. She was sure that Wang Xuan had not left all these years and was always in outer space. Where could he look for him?
She spoke calmly: This cup of tea seems to have more flavor than the last time. The fragrance fills the mouth and lingers for a long time, leaving endless aftertaste.
Wang Xuan wanted to say, of course, there is a mythical substance in my body, which is nourished into the tea fruit, so it is naturally different.
However, if you want to say it tastes good, forget it. Anyway, he didn't feel it. In terms of taste, it didn't change much.
"Sister Lin, you are indeed a master of tea ceremony. The last one was an eighty-year-old tea fruit, and this time it is a hundred-year-old tea fruit. There are some differences." Wang Xuan said.
Li Lin glanced at him. She didn't quite believe this explanation.
In her eyes, this young immortal with extraordinary origins was always shrouded in a mysterious haze.
Although she wanted to find out more and was quite interested in the abnormalities in him, she couldn't go into details now. It wasn't the right time.
For a stranger like her who is expected to become a true saint, what she desires most is to transcend and become a supreme being.
"I feel like your spine is resonating with your head."
Li Lin opened her mouth, wanting to take a rough look at the progress of his parietal bone's imperial transformation.
Wang Xuan agreed very happily and said: "No problem, senior sister, you can take a closer look. You don't need to feel that you owe me anything."
"I can also show you the mark of Yu Dao on my head.
Li Lin said, firstly, she didn't want him to suffer a loss, and secondly, she was really afraid that she would not be able to repay the "karma debt".
"Okay, let's practice together!" Wang Xuan nodded.
Hearing the last two words, and then thinking about the rumors and scandals over the years, Li Lin felt a little disturbed in her heart. She thought he did it on purpose, right? She wanted to slap him.
Hiss! Li Lin used to have a bright charm and temperament, with a hazy light all over her body, but now she is a little less earthly. She is actually deeply absorbing the extraordinary factors. I haven’t seen him in 15 years. What’s wrong with the imperial texture of his parietal bone?
Changed again? She felt strange, and the change was huge.
"How did you do it?" she asked.
Every time we meet, his imperial mark changes, but this time it is particularly obvious, perhaps because this time the time has been longer.
Wang Xuan informed: "In the past ten years or so, I have been studying and figuring out some of the real bones of Yudao, which can be regarded as integrated into my own Yudao mark."
What he said was true. He had some real bones in his possession. When he went to Wujie Mountain Villa to become a "quality inspector", Wu Lindao gave him a package of Yudao-transformed bones.
Others can also optimize, but it takes time to grind and change your destiny. Your changes are a bit fast.
Li Lin said.
Wang Xuan said: "Not long after I broke into the true immortal realm, I left a core mark on my parietal bone, while others can only float on the surface. Maybe it has something to do with it."
Li Lin handed him a piece of real bone and asked him to understand and fuse it. She wanted to observe it on the spot.
Soon after, her eyes changed.
When Wang Xuan meditated and his mind completely sank into it, his parietal bone was dazzling and the texture emerged, like a golden vortex rotating and slowly absorbing the veins on the real bone.
After most of the day passed, Wang Xuan woke up and came back to his senses.
Li Lin said: "The imperial mark in your parietal bone that is unique to you is actively integrating with the external lines that are beneficial to you, just like a tree taking root in fertile soil and absorbing nutrients."
"Sister Lin, have you gained anything?" Wang Xuan asked.
Li Lin said: "When it comes to your special imperial mark, there are countless lines there, like the stars in the universe rotating. It's too complicated. I probably need to get in touch with it before I can study it.
This is not a direct imitation of a fixed imperial texture. This kind of imprint is extremely complex and rotates and changes all the time. It is too abnormal.
"No problem, let's learn from each other." Wang Xuan nodded. He didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage. Li Lin was a different person, and her parietal bone must be extremely perfect.
Moreover, his imperial mark will mutate, become magical, and improve in the future. It is far from finalized.
After Li Lin hesitated for a moment, she stretched out her bare hand and placed it on his head. The light of the soul spread over it, carefully observing and touching the mark on his parietal bone.
Wang Xuan was not polite. The top foreigner's core imperial texture was opened to him, so he naturally wanted to see what happened.
He put his hand on Li Linying's white forehead, stretched out his spiritual light, and chased those brilliant lines.
Then, he shivered and grabbed her delicate forehead. If it were someone else, five finger holes would have appeared, unable to stop his hand.
"What are you doing?" Li Lin rolled her eyes at him.
You are a stranger, and even if you completely restrain your aura, I can't get too close to your imperial texture." Wang Xuan was a little helpless, and then he helped her rub her fair forehead to express his apology.
Li Lin's beautiful eyes widened and she immediately stared at him. It was too much. This little lady didn't show up! She said: After a while, I let the texture of the royal road be in a semi-dead state, so that all the power of the soul is restrained, only the softest
The light of the soul flows.
"Okay!" Wang Xuan nodded and once again put his hand on her forehead, which was as warm as mutton-fat jade. He felt it carefully and immediately saw the mysterious texture marks.
Then, the light of his soul spread inside.
"As expected of a foreigner, the core imprint is too vast and complicated." Wang Xuan sighed.
Li Lin, like him, put the most important imperial mark on her head. Now that the two of them have sealed it, it seems quite harmonious and appropriate.
Gradually, Wang Xuan had a headache, because some of the core marks were simply incomprehensible and too unpredictable, which made him quite regretful. After all, the other party was one of the top aliens, and his level was too high.
This is not the kind of imperial texture that can be directly imitated. This is the origin of the "living water" and the birthplace of various textures.
He could only analyze part of it. This "source" embodies the secret of the essential nature of an extremely strange person. It is obscure and difficult, and he can only do it bit by bit.
Li Lin also saw it like a god. The other party's mark was unique and extraordinary. She saw a dragon sleeping in the mark of the parietal bone. It was so weird.
She realized that it was the veins of Wang Xuan's spine and keel that were sunk into the parietal bone every day. They were nurtured here and would be promoted, evolved and finally nirvana.
The Yudao pattern on the ridge pillar's keel, after being assimilated and nourished by the core imprint on the skull, finally returns to the crest pillar, will it become his unique keel Yudao texture?
After a day and a night, both of them opened their eyes one after another. Li Lin looked a little complicated. Although she had gained something, it was not too ideal.
After all, that is the other party's central mark.
At the same time, she was a little worried. If she continued to observe and study it in detail, would it really become a causal debt that she was not yet aware of?
She was sure that if Wang Xuan was in this state, it would be a safe path to the ultimate true saint. Now that she was looking at this direction and studying the context of this path, she would definitely be in debt.
"I really want to see some more, but this core imprint always feels like a layer of mist, which is not very real," Li Lin said.
Wang Xuan said: How about we communicate and blend spiritually, and I show you the specific and subtle changes?
Li Lin's delicate face is a little unnatural. If the light of the soul blends together, in a sense, it can be regarded as a spiritual co-cultivation or double cultivation.
Forget it, that's it for today.
She can't save this face.
Wang Xuan nodded, drank a cup of tea and left.
In the next two months, Li Xu discovered that his "uncle i" was invited into Qianhuan Jinbei more often, and he often went to practice and study the texture of Yudao."
Earlier, she beat me severely and planted weeds in my soul. Now my aunt seems to approve of you? Li Xu was drinking in the Dragon Bar and asked Wang Xuan in a low voice.
"Don't talk nonsense. In extraordinary times, be careful of getting beaten up!" Wang Xuan reminded and warned him.
"What are you studying, and I will be angered by it? Why is it so mysterious?"
Li Xu curled his lips. Sometimes the handsome young man did have a bad mouth and was easily beaten.