Wang Lin looked at the woman and calmly asked, "Why?"
The killing intent on the woman's face became even stronger as she coldly said, "There is no why. You can live anywhere, but not here!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he looked at the Purple Cloud Pavilion behind the woman. After pondering for a bit, he took a few steps back, sat down in the lotus position, and closed his eyes to cultivate.
Wang Lin didn't want to cause any trouble since it was his first time on planet Tian Yun. There was no need to create a feud with someone over a place to live.
Also, the situation here was a bit complicated. Wang Lin secretly thought that all of this probably had a lot to do with the Purple Cloud Pavilion.
When the woman saw Wang Lin sit down, she frowned and coldly said, "Not here either. You're not allowed to take half a step within 50 kilometers of the Purple Cloud Pavilion. Leave now!"
Wang Lin suddenly raised his head and a hint of killing intent appeared in his eyes as he stared at the woman. This woman was at the early stage of Soul Transformation, so Wang Lin didn't consider her a threat at all.
The woman didn't even look around; she also stared at Wang Lin.
Shortly after, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, stood up, and walked into the distance.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared from the woman's sight that the wind blew by that woman. She suddenly noticed that her back was soaked in sweat.
She bit her lower lip and slowly walked out of the Purple Cloud Pavilion. She sat at the side and stared blankly at the sky. She said softly,
She whispered, "Senior Brother Sun Yun, as long as Junior Sister is here, I won't allow anyone to replace you … No one!"
On a beautiful cliff 50 kilometers away from the Purple Cloud Pavilion, Wang Lin waved his right hand and a ray of sword energy flew out from his bag of holding. It stabbed into the cliff like lightning and soon, a cave was formed.
Wang Lin put away the flying sword and walked in. After placing down a few restrictions, he sat down in the lotus position and let out a deep breath.
He was deep in thought.
"The atmosphere in this Heavenly Fate Sect is not quite right. I did not completely clear the first three stages, but that Zhao Xingsha addressed me as junior brother. Furthermore, he said that Tian Yunzi arranged for me to stay in the Purple Cloud Pavilion.
Right now, there are people guarding the Purple Cloud Pavilion, not allowing anyone to get close … All of this is shrouded in fog, and I can't see clearly. I need to think of a way to find out about the past, especially the story of the Purple Cloud Pavilion! "
Late at night, the Heavenly Fate School's Purple Division was completely silent. Aside from a few disciples guarding the mountain, most of the people were meditating.
Wang Lin opened his eyes in the darkness. His body flickered as he walked out from the cave he had created. His eyes flickered as he scanned his surroundings. With a stomp of his foot, he turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
The Purple Cloud Pavilion was like a slumbering Desolate Beast, standing quietly in the distance. At this moment, a strand of black smoke entered the Purple Cloud Pavilion.
The Purple Cloud Pavilion had a total of three floors. Wang Lin's figure appeared on the first floor. The decorations in the surroundings were very simple, but they did not look ordinary. Instead, they gave off a refreshing feeling.
After looking around, Wang Lin walked up to the second floor. There was a bed and a few cushions there. There was a landscape painting hanging on the wall, and there was an ancient sword beside the painting.
All of this was very ordinary; there was nothing out of the ordinary about it.
The third floor was a secret room. It was clearly a place to meditate and cultivate. The roof was made of an unknown material to Wang Lin. When he looked up, there did not seem to be anything obstructing him; he could see the starry sky with a glance.
Wang Lin couldn't find any clues inside or outside of this place.
Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin had already stayed in the Heavenly Fate School's Purple Division for half a month.
During this half a month, no one came to find him. Even the ordinary disciples would have strange expressions when they saw Wang Lin. They would quickly leave as if he was a god of plague.
Tian Yunzi also did not summon him, as if he had forgotten about him.
No one came within five kilometers of the cave that Xiao Chen made; it was like they could not wait to avoid him.
In this half a month, no one said a word to Wang Lin. Zhao Xingsha also seemed to have disappeared, never appearing again.
Only the Purple Cloud Pavilion remained. Every time the sun rose, the purple-clad girl would go there and stare blankly at the pavilion. She would stare at it for an entire day. In the past half a month, she did not stop.
If this continued, then Wang Lin wouldn't mind cultivating here without anyone disturbing him. However, on the afternoon of the 17th day, Wang Lin was sitting in the lotus position in the cave when he suddenly frowned. He opened his eyes and looked outside the cave.
Outside the cave, two rays of light flew in from the sky. After circling around the cave for a while, they landed not far away and revealed themselves to be two old men wearing faint purple robes.
One of them was fat and the other was skinny. Both of them had cold expressions as they looked at the cave that Wang Lin was in. One of them shouted, "Which disciple dares to open a cave here without the permission of an elder? Get the hell out here!"
Wang Lin's figure walked out from the cave. His expression was gloomy as he looked at the two old men. Both of them were at the early stage of Soul Transformation.
The old man's eyes lit up and he coldly said, "Who gave you permission to open a cave here? You have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to destroy this cave. Otherwise, you will be punished according to the sect rules!"
Wang Lin's expression became even calmer as he asked, "Who are the two of you?"
The old man who hadn't spoken until now calmly said, "The enforcement elder of the purple sect!"
Wang Lin's right hand slapped the air behind him. With a loud rumble, the cave that he had lived in for half a month suddenly collapsed, causing a grey wave to spread out.
Wang Lin's figure was faintly discernible within the grey wave, but his gaze was even calmer.
"Although the cave has been destroyed, you have already broken the sect rules. Come with us to the main hall, there will naturally be people who will convict you!"
The old man who had been aggressive before sneered.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, looked at the two of them, and calmly said,
"Wang originally wanted to find a peaceful place to cultivate and didn't want to get involved in this fight. However, ever since I came here, I have always been rejected. Forget it!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward and slapped his bag of holding. In the blink of an eye, the Soul Lasher appeared in his hand. Wang Lin threw it out like a dragon.
The expressions of the two old men immediately changed and they quickly retreated. They chanted a curse and their hands formed a seal. Suddenly, a black and a white ray of light came out from their bodies.
One of the old men immediately shouted, "How dare you attack the enforcement elder!"
However, the Soul Lasher was extremely fast. As the afterimage flashed by, the expression of the old man who spoke changed greatly. His body trembled, and with a crisp snap, he was forced back once more. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and his origin soul was pulled three feet out of his body.
The Soul Lasher specialized in attacking the origin soul!
His expression was one of unimaginable horror. His origin soul struggled to return to his body, but Wang Lin wouldn't give him the chance. Wang Lin's right index finger formed an arc in the air.
There was a flash of red light and the arc of lightning flew out toward the old man's origin soul.
The old man's expression was ugly. He opened his mouth and spat out a mist to block the arc of lightning.
The other elder's face suddenly turned pale. Without a word, he waved his hand and slapped his bag of holding. A purple sword appeared in his hand. He pointed the sword at Wang Lin and shouted, "Wang Lin, you're not going to fight me.
"Seven Star Shattering!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the purple flying sword shook and broke into seven pieces. The pieces flew toward Wang Lin with the force of a thousand kilograms.
Wang Lin suddenly turned around. His eyes flashed red and a monstrous killing intent rushed out from his body.
"This … What kind of gaze is this!!!
What kind of monster did I provoke!!! "
When the old man saw the killing intent in Wang Lin's eyes, his heart couldn't help but tremble. Just at this moment, Wang Lin slapped his bag of holding and the celestial sword appeared faster than lightning!
Following the celestial sword was the half-moon blade that even Wang Lin was afraid of.
Bursts of rumbling echoed. The seven pieces of the flying sword didn't even get close to the celestial sword before they all exploded. Xu Liguo's crazy laughter came out from the celestial sword.
The old man didn't say a word as he turned around and fled. He had clearly seen that the reason Wang Wei's flying sword had shattered wasn't because of the celestial sword, but because of the curved blade behind the celestial sword. In the blink of an eye, the curved blade flew back and forth seven times. Each time, it accurately struck a broken blade, causing all seven pieces of the flying sword to shatter.
However, the speed was too fast, so it looked like all seven pieces of the flying sword had shattered at the same time.
As a result, how could the old man not be shocked? He cursed in his heart. He shouldn't have listened to Zhao Xingsha's words, but it was too late for regrets.
Wang Lin didn't even look at the old man. With one step, he arrived next to the person who had his origin soul knocked out. This person's origin soul was fighting against the arcs of lightning. When he noticed Wang Lin's arrival, he let out a scream and was about to escape.
Wang Lin's eyes became cold. He waved his right hand and the restriction flag appeared in his hand. Countless restrictions formed an inescapable net that fell from the sky and completely sealed off the origin soul's path of retreat.
At the same time, his right hand reached out and he shouted:
"Come back!!"
The origin soul felt a powerful force coming from behind him. At this moment, he was surrounded by restrictions. He needed time to break them, and although it wouldn't take long, it was a life and death situation!
He clenched his teeth, turned around, and screamed, "I'm the enforcement elder! If you kill me, even if you are the ancestor's disciple, you will be punished by the sect!"
"It looks like you know who I am!"
Wang Lin sneered and reached out with his right hand. The origin soul let out a miserable groan and was pulled back.
At the same time, Wang Lin slapped his bag of holding and a bell flew out. The bell grew to 30 feet wide and Wang Lin threw the origin soul at the bell. The bell caught the origin soul and pressed it to the ground.
"Refine!" Wang Lin said coldly before turning around and looking into the distance.
There, the other old man quickly retreated with a bitter expression. He stood 100 feet away from Wang Lin and didn't dare to move. The half-moon blade kept flashing in front of him and Xu Liguo's arrogant roar came from the celestial sword.
"Grandson, stand still for your grandpa. If you dare to move, I'll cut off a piece of meat for you!"
Wang Lin calmly looked at the old man and slowly said, "Since this place doesn't need a quiet Wang, then I'll show off a bit and be a domineering person!
Now, tell me who lived in the Purple Cloud Pavilion! "