In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Hole Viewing is a very peculiar skill. After a long period of meditation and practice, he can let the practitioner use a unique sixth sense beyond the five senses to investigate his body and deep-seated consciousness.

This sixth sense is very hazy, a bit like a dream. Lin Xiaolu felt that he had a dream just now. In that dream, he saw a black river that could not be seen at the end. The river was flat, without a single ripple, neither Flowing, without waves, just silently displayed there.

Different from the last time he saw Wang Chuan, this time, Lin Xiaolu saw Wang Chuan from the perspective of a third party from top to bottom, but he still didn't see the whole picture of Wang Chuan, let alone the inside of Wang Chuan. Where is the source.

In the room, the boy whose eyes flashed golden light slowly raised his head, then sat quietly for a while, then got off the bed, got up and went out.

Now that the inner view of the cave has been completed, and Wangchuan has seen it, then there is nothing to say. Go back to Emei to find the boss, and see if it is really possible to reach the boss through Wangchuan, as Mr. Zhongni guessed before his death. Said Pangu Tomb.

Opening the door and leaving the wing, Lin Xiaolu walked down the stairs. In the lobby downstairs, three girls were sitting around eating melon seeds and chatting. When Lin Xiaolu went downstairs, she immediately invited out pleasantly:

"Stag, let's play mahjong, three out of one."

Lin Xiaolu shook his head:

"My Cave View Inner Scene technique is finished, and I'm going back to Emei."

As soon as these words came out, the three girls were taken aback for a moment.

The disheartened Mei'er looked pleasantly surprised: "My mission is completed, can I go back to Houtu?"

Shangguan Shiliu looked curious: "Did you see that Wang Chuan?"

Shangguan Cantaloupe looked confused, then hugged his little arms nonchalantly and hummed: "We can finally break up, my old lady wanted to leave a long time ago."

When he came to the lobby, Lin Xiaolu picked up the gourd and sipped his drink, then greeted the three girls directly:

"I saw Wang Chuan just now, and now I'm in a hurry to go back. It's not too late, let's talk on the way."

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Two days later, in the middle of the night, north of the Three Thousand Continent, the Wuchang Continent

In the middle of the night, Lin Zhili, who was dressed in black, stood on the top of a palace, holding a comatose young man in his hand, looking up at the dark sky, his eyes full of expectation.

He waited for a while, and a tiny strand of black hair appeared from the night sky, swinging down silently. Seeing this strand of hair, Lin Zhili's eyes lit up immediately, "Wow!" and he threw the boy in his hand into the sky with a loud "Wow!" , but the young man was just halfway through the flight when he exploded into a cloud of blood mist and turned into a rain of blood all over the sky.

Lin Zhili was stunned, puzzled and said:

"Brother, don't you occupy a body?"

In the sky, hair fell unhurriedly in front of him, and then turned into a pitch-black human figure, standing on the gold and stone tiles on the top of the palace, and stretched out his palm to him.

Without hesitation, Lin Zhili stretched out his hand to hold the palm of the doll. In the next second, the doll acquired his knowledge and uttered a hoarse three-thousand continent main language:

"The bodies of these low-level creatures make me sick, I don't despise their bodies, you haven't found the undercurrent of chaos yet?"

"I found it. It's in the hands of a cub named Lin Xiaolu." After finishing speaking, Lin Zhili looked around, and seeing that no other clansman showed up, he was a little disappointed and said, "Brother came out alone this time?"

The figure nodded, and at the same time, the body began to transform into the same human form as Lin Zhili, except that the face was different. It looked like an unusually ferocious strong man, with a very burly figure, reaching a height of [-] meters. At the same time, his whole body was sturdy The ferocious muscle mass is much stronger than Song Tianhu's, and it looks full of oppression. Lin Zhili is like a bean sprout in front of him.

After the transformation was completed, the naked strong man looked at Lin Zhili in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"I'm the only one coming out this time, and the other clansmen are still sealed. Although the seal is getting weaker and weaker, they can't find the undercurrent of chaos. They will continue to be sealed for a short time, and no other clansmen will come."

After all, he fixed his eyes, staring at the thin Lin Zhili with eyes full of tyranny:

"I ask you, since you already know where the undercurrent of chaos is, why don't you take it!"

"Uh..." Lin Zhili choked for a moment, then looked at the abdominal muscles in front of him that were bigger than his own head, and scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Brother, I just discovered it. After so many years of development in this world, there are still a few powerful guys, but brother, don't worry, I have controlled many indigenous creatures and formed a large army. Now I have you Come and help me, we will definitely be able to seize the undercurrent of chaos and release our people, so you first"

Before he finished speaking, the strong man suddenly stared, and then waved his hand violently!

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the unsuspecting Lin Zhili tilted his head in an instant, covered his face, and looked at the strong man with a confused expression:

"Why did you hit me?"

In front of him, the condescending strong man said with disdain on his face:

"You're a waste, you actually have to control the low-level creatures here to seize the undercurrent of chaos, and you've lost all the face of your clansmen!"

After that, he shouted in a deep voice:

"You tell me directly, where is the undercurrent of chaos, and I will get it myself!"

At this moment, Lin Zhili covered his flushed face, feeling angry and aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't get angry, because he had roughly guessed the identity of the compatriot in front of him.

In the chaotic void, except for the king of the clan, there are only twelve generals who can slap him so painfully, that is to say, this guy in front of him is one of the twelve generals, and his status is completely different from his ordinary Soldiers can compare.

It seems that the king is very angry. At the beginning, he used so much force to withstand the seal of Xuanyuan Sword Stone and sent out a small soldier of himself. As a result, he has not captured the undercurrent of chaos until now, so he sent out another general.

You know, stepping out of the chaotic void, the stronger one's own strength, the greater the backlash of the seal. One can imagine how much effort the king spent in order to send out a master general.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhili could only suppress his unhappiness, raised his hand and pointed to the east:

"Lin Xiaolu's cub is from Emei. Commander, you will be able to reach Emei by flying in this direction."

After finishing speaking, he said eagerly, "Master, can I go with you, brother? Yes, brother."

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, Lin Zhili was beaten again and his body was tilted, a red slap mark appeared on each of the left and right cheeks, and he was almost rolled off the roof after being beaten.

"It's better to stay here and eat shit for a waste like you, Diao Mao." After finishing speaking, the strong man ignored him, and turned into a black light and flew to the east.

The strong man left, and the young man who had been slapped twice stood on the roof in a daze. After a long time, the young man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he yelled at the direction in which the strong man was going:

"You old bastard, go eat shit! What the hell are you! You're all dicks!"