ghost master

Wang Xiaopang couldn't see clearly what Han Lin was handing over through the fire, but he saw that the thing was shining brightly under the light of the fire, and he became curious, but he was dissatisfied with Han Lin and he didn't want to go there.

Han Lin knew that he was losing his temper, so he went over by himself. Wang Xiaopang groaned displeasedly when he saw him coming, but he still leaned his head to look at the things he held in his hands.

It is a beautiful ball with a colorful flower inside. Wang Xiaopang has seen many interesting toys, but none of them are more novel than it.

"Send you off." Han Lin said, taking advantage of Wang Xiaopang's fascinated staring at the rootless flower, she moved closer to him.

"Really?" Wang Xiaopang was immediately delighted that it was a child's heart, and he took the crystal ball from Han Lin's hand and started playing with it.

Seeing that he accepted it, Han Lin felt relieved and happy. It was the first time he had tasted what it was like to give something to the person he wanted, and he couldn't be satisfied.

"Do you like it?" Although it was obvious that Wang Xiaopang liked it, Han Lin still asked.

Wang Xiaopang was a little awkward, he really liked it, but he blamed Han Lin for treating him too badly, so he muttered softly: "It's...not bad."

Han Lin smiled slightly, put his arms around his shoulders, Wang Xiaopang looked up at him, and let him hug him for the sake of giving him a toy, and really resented him for less than three seconds.

Afterwards, Han Lin devoted himself to cultivating in this deep-sea cave. The place is rich in spiritual power. In addition, his current body is made of rootless fairy dew, which has an excellent absorption effect on spiritual power, so his cultivation speed is very fast. According to his prediction, it is estimated that it will take about three years to return to the stage of transformation.

It just so happened that Wang Xiaopang's demon soul was completely eliminated at that time, but it was not known whether Han Yang would ascend during this period.

Han Lin tried his best to cultivate while worrying. He had a goal so he didn't feel bored, but Wang Xiaopang, who had only a three-year-old mind, could only walk back and forth in this small cave, unable to stay at all.

"I want to go home." Wang Xiaopang said while nestling in Han Lin's arms, playing with one of his few toys: Han Lin used turtle shells to make him a snare drum.

Han Lin was silent for a moment, then fed the pill into his mouth: "I will take you home when you recover from illness."

Wang Xiaopang tilted the tortoise shell drum with a small stone hammer: "You lied to me."

"How did I lie to you?" Han Lin asked him.

"Because I'm not sick." Wang Xiaopang said sullenly.

Han Lin stopped talking, he didn't know how to explain to Wang Xiaopang, and the dimly lit cave fell into silence.

After a while, Wang Xiaopang raised his head, his dark eyes were as bright as stars in the cave: "I want to go out and play."

Han Lin decided to compromise, so he lifted the restriction on the cave and let the three spirit beasts take Wang Xiaopang out to play. Although doing so would make him unable to practice with peace of mind, as long as Wang Xiaopang is happy, it doesn't matter if he is tired.

After being able to go out to play like this, Wang Xiaopang lived a relaxed and happy life. He could play whenever he wanted, eat whatever he wanted, and sleep whenever he wanted. Except for taking medicine every day and wrinkling his face and complaining, there was nothing that made him unhappy. What happened, even the parents who were crying to see each other at first gradually forgot because their minds were too young.

As time passed day by day, Han Lin's cultivation was gradually improving, and Wang Xiaopang's soul was becoming more and more clean. During this period, Lin Xiyuan came several times and brought some news to Han Lin:

The Proud World Sect was destroyed, and the Li couple failed to persuade their son to change from evil to righteousness, and were invaded instead. The witch of the Heshengmen gave birth to a baby with Tianlinggen, who was regarded by the demon cultivators as the next generation of demonic venerables, and now completely occupied Ao Shizong's original territory was lost.

And the Xuanshi Sect, which almost looted all the resources of the Tianji Sect back then, returned to the Western Regions, but relied on the looted resources to further develop in the Western Regions.

Seeing the growing power of the Demon Dao, neither the Immortal-Buddhist Alliance dared to act rashly. After all, Han Yang, the demon leader, had not ascended to the ascension, and everyone was afraid of offending him and stepping into the footsteps of the Snow Heaven Sect.

As for the Snow Sky Sect, due to the loss of the land, Iceland was also destroyed by Han Yang, and now they can only live under the fence and borrow a place from the Ling Yu Sect as a camp. Optimistic, so I can stabilize people's hearts for the time being, but it has been completely reduced to a second-rate sect.

"Is there any sign of Han Yang ascending?" This is what Han Lin is most concerned about. After his hard work day and night, his cultivation has finally returned to the Dzogchen in the late Yuanying period, which is only one step away from the realm of transforming gods. up.

"Who knows? Heavenly Tribulation has never been predicted since ancient times. Maybe it's today, maybe it's tomorrow. What I can tell you is that he is still living in Xueling Mountain with his servant." Lin Xiyuan said, and then Ask him: "How is Xiaopang?"

Wang Xiaopang was taken out to play now, Lei Ling didn't go with him, and was sleeping in the corner of the cave at this time, since it was used as a takraw ball by Wang Xiaopang and the spirit devourer and kicked it a few times, it I don't like playing with them anymore.

"It's almost done. I took out his soul while he was sleeping a while ago and looked at it. Only a few black spots have faded." Han Lin couldn't help smiling when he said this: "Wait for him to recover." He must be very happy that he lost his memory, and he can cultivate immortality again."

"Happy? I can't see it. He has a lot of stinky problems. He is greedy for fun and food, and he is lazy. If he wasn't forced by you, how would he be willing to practice." Lin Xiyuan said the truth in a joking tone. At the end, his gaze It became deep: "Besides, he has recovered his memory, and you are about to ascend."

Han Lin was indifferent about this: "There is no way to do this."

Lin Xiyuan was taken aback: "Why, are you willing to let Xiaopang go?"

Han Lin sighed: "So what if you don't want to? I have my responsibility. The stage of transforming into a god must come, Han Yang must be killed, Xueling Mountain must be taken back, and the catastrophe...is also doomed." We have to face it again."

Lin Xiyuan was silent, he stared at Han Lin carefully, and found that he was a little bit confused about this best friend.

Lin Xiyuan left and left some toys and food for Wang Xiaopang. Han Lin sent him to the entrance of the cave. After his figure disappeared into the dark deep sea, Han Lin took out a bead from his sleeve.

The ice blue bead, the ice soul protection bead, but there is no snowflake totem that symbolizes his soul.

Han Lin looked at the bead and smiled bitterly, then put it back in his sleeve, turned around and went back to the cave to practice.

Another half a year passed like this. On a certain day, the cave deep in the trench suddenly erupted with strong energy. For a while, the waves were turbulent, flying sand and rocks, and even a huge vortex was formed on the sea level.

On a sea island not far from the whirlpool, a young man dressed in rags but handsome and cute was guarded by a huge blue dragon, looking curiously at the vision on the sea.

"Wow! What a big hole!" The boy exclaimed, and then looked at the little doll sitting on top of the dragon's head: "Xiaomei, where shall we go to play?"

"What kind of fun are you playing? If you get sucked into it by the current, I'll tell you what to do." Spirit Devourer said, implying Wang Xiaopang: "Your master is leaving, you still know how to play."

Wang Xiaopang has been raised by Han Lin for three years, and he has already called him "Master", although the word "Master" has no meaning to him, just like "Uncle" and "Auntie", it is just a title .

"Where is Master going?" Wang Xiaopang opened his mouth and said, a drop of water fell into his mouth, it turned out to be raining.

The spirit devourer did not answer him, but stared at the vortex on the sea, and saw a man in white flying out of the vortex, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, tall and straight, it was Han Lin who had broken through to the realm of transforming gods.