Green Heavenly Peak. After Wang Lin left, Esteemed Green Bull sat at the top of the mountain and looked at the world in the distance. After a long time, he muttered something that only he could hear.
"The Celestial Emperor has only come out of closed door cultivation for a few years, and the Green Devil Continent can't hold back anymore … The first generation ancestor's divination was very accurate … Only some minor discrepancies. The old ancestor's method was too gentle and not suitable for the current situation … The Green Devil Continent's goal is the goal of my Great Soul Sect … and also the goal of the Gui Yi Sect …" Esteemed Green Bull suddenly said with a smile.
"Lu Wenran!"
After he spoke, a ripple appeared in the void behind him and a middle-aged man appeared. He wore a green daoist robe and looked ordinary, but he gave off the aura of a mid stage Void Tribulant cultivator. He stepped out and stood behind Esteemed Green Bull. He clasped his hands and looked very respectful.
"Disciple Lu Wenran greets Teacher!"
Esteemed Green Bull didn't turn around. He looked at the sky in the distance and slowly said, "Did you see him in the Pill Sea?"
"Disciple battled the Green Devil Continent's Green Devil Messenger in the Pill Sea with the Gui Yi Sect's Ouyang Hui and Uncle-Master Meng Zihai. According to Teacher's instructions, Uncle-Master Meng took the two of us and pretended that we were no match. We escaped using the cloud boat left by the first generation ancestor, so we never saw him."
"In seven days, go with him to the third meridian!"
Esteemed Green Bull closed his eyes.
"Disciple obeys."
The middle-aged man's expression remained the same, but his eyes lit up an undetectable amount. He nodded and retreated. He turned into a ripple and disappeared into the void.
Of the seven days, five days passed in the blink of an eye. During these five days, Wang Lin stayed inside the mountain and didn't go out. He was immersed in the multi-layered illusion spell and refined all the materials. At this moment, Wang Lin refined a large, black sail flag according to the method recorded in the jade.
This canvas was made up of countless materials that had been melted and woven together inch by inch. It looked like cloth, but in reality, it was just an imitation.
It was just that this object had yet to fully display its might. It only had a torso, but it had yet to integrate a dead soul into it. Only after adding a dead soul into it could it be used to cast a multi-layered illusion technique.
Wang Lin's eyes glittered as he reached out and grabbed the sail. His body flickered as he left the Immortal's cave for the first time in five days.
He remembered that Old Ancestor Green Bull had said that he only had seven days. He still had two days left. He was going to the ghost peak of the Great Soul Sect to find a ghost to fuse with the sail.
Wang Lin's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was outside the burning mountain. He looked to the north of the Great Soul Sect. According to the map he had of the Great Soul Sect, Ghost Peak was there!
Without hesitation, Wang Lin turned into a shadow and charged toward Ghost Peak.
To the north of the Great Soul Sect, near the edge, there was a forbidden land. This place was surrounded by endless fog, and very few disciples came here. Only when they needed dead souls would they come here under the lead of their respective teachers.
Only those core disciples with high cultivation bases would come alone.
Inside the ghost peak was a large amount of dead souls collected by the Great Soul Sect. The quality of these dead souls wasn't high, but they were easy to obtain. After all, the Great Soul Sect was famous for their illusions. Without this ghost peak, many disciples wouldn't have been able to complete their Ghost Sails.
Over the countless years, although they were constantly replenished, there weren't many dead souls on the ghost peak. After all, a sect like the Great Soul Sect had a great need for dead souls.
Many of these dead souls had been collected by the Great Soul Sect a long time ago and were sent here as missions for the sect. However, even though they had been here for a long time, there were simply too few that could cultivate on their own and be tempered by time.
Most of them were directly sealed after being sent here, waiting for a disciple to come and take them away.
On the evening of the fifth day, the sky was hazy and looked very depressing. Wang Lin appeared outside the ghost peak and looked at the mountain shrouded in fog. It was gloomy and cold, as if he was in the underworld river.
However, Wang Lin didn't feel any discomfort. Whether it was his cultivation or the fact that he had turned his domain into the underworld river, all of this made it easy for him to walk here.
The cycle of life and death and the evolution of the underworld river were not unfamiliar to Wang Lin. He didn't stop at all as he walked toward the ghost peak and slowly entered it.
The moment he closed in, ripples of restrictions spread out from the ghost peak and surrounded Wang Lin. It seemed to be confirming if Wang Lin was qualified to enter.
Soon, the restriction dissipated and Wang Lin calmly stepped into the ghost peak!
The ghost peak was a bare mountain. It was very tall and seemed to pierce through the sky. There was no vegetation on it, only graves!
These graves were densely packed, and there seemed to be no less than 1,000 of them. They covered the entire mountain.
A gloomy aura shrouded the area. If one closed their eyes, they would feel endless roars echoing. Although this place was completely silent, this feeling was extremely strong.
Wang Lin walked past each burial mound. He could feel that each burial mound contained more or less dead souls. Most of these dead souls were in a sealed state, and sometimes the seals would loosen and float out.
Along the way, Wang Lin's divine sense spread out and he walked toward the top of the mountain. The higher he went, the fewer dead souls there were. When Wang Lin was about to reach the top of the mountain, he saw a different grave!
This grave was the only one with a tombstone. The words on the tombstone were blurry and gave off an ancient and decaying aura. It was unknown how many years it had existed.
Under the tombstone, there was a long-haired woman in white. She was kneeling there and crying.
The sound of her crying entered Wang Lin's ears. It was very clear, and it made his heart ache. Aside from the crying, it was very quiet. There seemed to be a cold wind blowing, lifting up some of the hair of the woman in white who had her back facing Wang Lin.
Looking at the woman in white, Wang Lin stopped. He didn't continue to climb the mountain, but looked at her calmly.
The crying slowly stopped. The woman seemed to notice that someone was behind her, but she didn't turn around.
"This is my tombstone …" After a long time, a faint voice came from the woman in white.
The voice was very faint, as if it came from far away. If one didn't listen carefully, it would be difficult to hear it clearly.
"I can see it." Wang Lin kept silent for a while and then said slowly.
The moment Wang Lin said that, the woman in white suddenly shivered. She seemed to want to turn around, but after a pause, she didn't.
"You can see me?
You can hear my crying? "
After a long time, the woman said faintly.
"I can."
Wang Lin said calmly. In fact, if he wanted to, he could see all the dead souls here. It was closely related to his Life and Death Origin.
Life and death, the difference between the left and the right. They were the same, but different.
"You are not the one I am waiting for … I am not your soul …" The woman touched the words on the tombstone and said softly.
Wang Lin lifted his head and looked at the top of the mountain. There were seven or eight mounds there, emitting bursts of black smoke. There were several dead souls. Two or three of them were very thick, and they could be made into middle-grade ghost sails.
They were the best dead souls in the Ghost Peak.
"I can't find my body, I can only find this tombstone …" The woman in white said and then began to cry again.
Wang Lin silently pondered for a bit before he raised his foot and walked toward the top of the mountain where the high quality dead souls were. However, just as he took a few steps, the woman in white's cry became a bit mournful.
"Where is my body, where is my home … where is my family …" The woman's voice came to Wang Lin. Wang Lin stopped.
"What is your name?"
"I forgot …" As the woman cried, she shook her head.
"From now on, I will call you Brilliant Void."
As Wang Lin spoke, he suddenly turned around and waved his right hand. With this wave, the woman's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving behind only the mound with the tombstone.
Not long after, Wang Lin left. He didn't choose the higher quality dead souls, but the woman in white, even though her soul could only be used to make an elementary ghost sail.
However, when the woman asked where was her home and where was her family, Wang Lin's heart trembled.
It didn't take long for the dead soul to fuse with the sail. One day was enough. After fusing with the ghost soul of the woman in white, the color of Wang Lin's ghost sail changed greatly and became white.
Occasionally, the sound of weeping would come from the white sail. It would make the weeping of a white-haired woman appear in one's mind.
On the evening of the seventh day, a jade came like a rainbow. It passed through layers of restrictions and floated in front of Wang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged in the cave.
"Wang Lin, listen to my order. Go to the third meridian of the Heavenly Bull and guard it!"
Old Ancestor Green Bull's voice came from the jade and echoed across the cave. The jade floated motionlessly before Wang Lin.
Wang Lin opened his eyes, which were calm. He picked up the jade and scanned it with his divine sense. Information entered his mind.
The ancestors of the Great Soul Sect had spent countless years to open up a total of seven spots on the Heavenly Bull Continent. These seven spots were based on the seven meridians of the Heavenly Bull that formed the Heavenly Bull Continent.
These seven Heavenly Bull meridians could borrow the power of the Heavenly Bull to form powerful restrictions. They could also bring many mysteries to the cultivation land of the Heavenly Bull Continent.
The first generation ancestor of the Great Soul Sect had calculated the arrival of Wang Lin and the large-scale invasion of the Green Devil Continent. How could they not be prepared?
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