Wang Lin looked up at the old man. Said word by word: "Seniors rest assured." Wang finished reading Shinto. will leave. Since then. Probably won't be coming back again. ”

The red-faced old man looked at Wang Lin. After a long time, his right hand flipped over. A jade talisman appeared in the palm of his hand. He slapped the jade talisman on the stone wall. Suddenly, a burst of white light immediately dispersed from the jade talisman. Quickly spread throughout the stone wall. Followed by. A layer of crystal light appeared on the stone wall. Gradually, the crystal light became more and more intense. Eventually, the stone wall suddenly turned into a mirror.

The old man didn't look back. Step into the mirror. The whole person is like sinking into water. Ripples rippled on the stone wall. Wang Lin hesitated. One foot in.

A feeling of coolness. The moment he entered the stone wall. Immediately transmitted from the outside world to the body. It was as if a wet canvas had been wiped over his face. After cooling. Wang Lin found that he had entered the stone wall. He looked behind him. The stone wall behind him is just like the outside. It's all ripples. Sparkling.

Wang Lin reached in. The chilly sensation returned.

"This is the Water Mirror Gate made by the Alchemy of the War God Temple. If it weren't for the jade talisman to open. Unless it is to cultivate to reach the stage of incarnation. Otherwise, you will not be able to enter this stone mansion. The red-faced old man said in a flat tone.

Wang Lin heard about the art of alchemy. The heart moved. After taking another closer look at the stone wall. Follow the red-faced old man. Go ahead.

The space inside the stone house is huge. Except for the hall in the middle. Surrounded by dense stone outdoors. They all have a stone wall. Wang Lin observed. Discover every stone wall. It's like the water mirror door.

"There are three hundred and sixty-five stone chambers here. Every stone door. It's all water mirror doors. This water mirror door. In fact, it is a symbol of the discipleship of the disciples of the Refining Weapon Palace. The red-faced old man saw Wang Lin's gaze and kept looking at Shimen. So he explained.

Wang Lin looked at it for a while. Retract your gaze. At this time, the two of them were already standing in the middle of the hall. Straight ahead. There is a row of long racks. The shelves are divided into four tiers. There are a number of spirit cards on each floor.

Except for the topmost layer, there is only one spirit card. The rest of the layers have been put in a lot.

Wang Lin's gaze. Cast to the top level of the spirit card. It reads: "The Founding Ancestor of the Temple of the God of War - Gong Mo"

"Palace Ancestor. He is the founder of my Temple of War. Shinto. That's what he found. The red-faced old man bent down to worship this spirit card. Turned to look at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was silent for a while. Bend down.

The red-faced old man turned and walked forward. After the spirit card. There is a stone wall paved with green jade. There are countless small characters densely engraved on it. Wang Lin looked up. The apex. The words "Shinto" were written.

But look down. His heart couldn't help but sink. Underneath it reads: "Disciple Chen Chong." Portrayed from memory. Future generations need to be cautious in their cultivation. ”

"Disappointed, aren't you?" the red-faced old man looked at Wang Lin. sighed: "There is a traitor in the Shinto God of War Temple. After that, rumors of Shinto art spread for a while. Soon after. The fourth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom Tiangang Kingdom visited. After a secret conversation with the ancestor of the palace. Took away the primitive Shintojutsu. Three days after he left. The ancestor of the palace wandered away. Beyond that. Never came back.

This Shinto. It's the weirdest spell I've ever seen in my life. After anyone sees it. They can only be understood. But it can't be expressed in words. It's as if there's an invisible force blocking it.

Chen Chong's ancestor. His qualifications are unremarkable. He is the worst of the disciples of the Palace Ancestor. But he relied on memory. Doing something that no one else could do. Characterize Shinto. After the engraving. Chen Chong's ancestor died of anger. Before dying. He admonished posterity. This procedure. It's a great power. He didn't have enough life. It's only enough to carve one percent. Cultivation for future generations. Be cautious!

In fact, Chen Chong's ancestor was too worried. The art of Shinto. How can it be so easy to understand? I've been in the Temple of War for thousands of years. There are less than thirty people who can see through it. Of these thirty people. There are half. In the end, the baby was successfully married.

As for the Shinto techniques that the other sects of the Burning Nation look at. In fact, it's all fake. Even fewer can see through it. ”

Wang Lin listened to the red-faced old man's words. Silently looked at the blue jade stone wall. A thin man seemed to appear in front of him. To overdraft the longevity. A scene carved on the wall.

"See for yourself. I'll be waiting for you outside. The Water Mirror Gate is sealed. Don't trespass!" the red-faced old man finished. Turn away. Read it word by word. These fonts are bitter and difficult to understand. There are many parties that seem to be in conflict. Look at it. His brow furrowed.

After a long time. Wang Lin sat cross-legged. The face is cloudy. But his eyes didn't blink. Staring at the jade wall closely. All the handwriting on it. One by one, they come to mind.

The more I looked at him, the more bewildered I became. This Shinto technique is simply incomprehensible. His brow. The more wrinkled, the tighter it gets. Finally, after reading them all. He simply closed his eyes. The dense and jerky handwriting kept echoing in my head.

Time passes slowly. Wang Lin never understood. He slowly opened his eyes. Sigh secretly. Look at the wall again. But at this moment. His pupils suddenly closed. Speechless: "No!"

The moment he looked at the wall. Those characters that I just remembered in my head. Suddenly gone. It's like it never existed. Wang Lin looked at the words on the wall. He knew these words all too well. He had it all in his head just now. But now in the blink of an eye. It's as if there's a memory flaw. All gone.

Wang Lin took a deep breath. His face was solemn. This Shinto technique is too weird. No wonder no one can rub it out. Back then, he asked Zhou Zihong to rub for him. Zhou Zihong told in confusion. Shinto can't be depicted at all. At the time, he was only slightly surprised. But I didn't take it to heart. After experiencing this first-hand today. Immediately, his expression became serious.

When you look at it again. Wang Lin's gaze was on the sentence, "Disciple Chen Chong." From memory. "Above. The bottom of my heart is even more shocking than just now. After all, I heard it before. But now. He really realized the difficulty of portraying Shinto. The name Chen Chong. It was deeply remembered in his heart.

Wang Lin took a deep breath. Eyes skimmed over the words. Look at Shinto again. After a stick of incense. Wang Lin finished recording again. But immediately. The scene just now reappeared.

After repeating this several times. Wang Lin's complexion. It gradually became gloomy. He stared at the wall. Without blinking. This time. He didn't take it to account. It's about looking at it over and over again.

Wang Lin finished reading this Shinto technique for the first time. It was the time when it took three sticks of incense. But now. He only needed a stick of incense to read it all. His eyes flickered faster and faster. Gradually. Use only half a column of incense. I'll read it all over again.

Time passes slowly. Wang Lin's eye speed. Faster. Incense from half a column at a time. Turned into a half-pillar of incense three times. His speed. It's still accelerating. Slowly. His eyes were bloodshot. Bursts of swelling pains kept coming.

I don't know how long it took. Wang Lin's eyes closed unconsciously. But it was as if there were still stone walls in front of him. Over and over again, it keeps shaking in front of my eyes.

The handwriting was shaking faster and faster. In the end, Wang Lin even closed his eyes. But both eyes still sting. Two lines of blood. Flowing down from the corners of the eyes. But in this instant. Wang Lin opened his eyes fiercely. At this time, his eyes were bloodshot. The face looks hideous. See clearly. The handwriting on the blue jade wall in front of you. Slowly disappeared. A figure dressed in white. Suddenly appeared inside the wall. His face is blurred. Can not see clearly. He could only be seen making several handprints on his hands. Brings out a series of afterimages. Then the body changed from one to two. From two to three.

is different from the clone of the old man in green shirt that day. The clone of the old man in green shirts. The strength is comparable though. But it's a little dull. Every move is an imitation of the subject's movements.

But the doppelganger of the white-clothed figure in front of him. Each one is extremely dexterous. There is no dullness at all. It even gives people the feeling that they can't distinguish the subject.

In fact, Wang Lin didn't know. The clone of the old man in green shirts. It's just a forcible differentiation with a powerful magic weapon. It's not the doppelganger's supernatural powers.

Slowly. The figure in white gradually dimmed. Eventually dissipated.

Wang Lin closed his eyes again. He was pale. There was a pensive look on his face. in his head. At this time, there are inexplicably more mantras. After analyzing them one by one. Wang Lin opened his eyes with a wry smile. This Shinto technique. He already knew something.

This is a supernatural ability to cultivate a clone. The reason why it can increase the chance of getting a baby. In fact, it relies on cultivating a clone. At the same time, under cultivation. Increase your cultivation speed. At the moment of getting married. The two are one. The success rate naturally increases.

It's just that this exercise is incomplete. The doppelganger of cultivation has a fatal flaw. The doppelganger is in a league of its own. There was no cultivation after it appeared. Shou Yuan is also less than half a Jiazi. So. This exercise suddenly became a chicken rib.

There is also a passage left in the mantra that Chen Chong did not know how to leave. In addition to pointing out that it is hindered by Shouyuan. It is not possible to rub them all. So much so that the exercises are broken. He also came up with a solution.

How: After cultivating a doppelganger with this supernatural power. Half a jiazi time is used to take pills. Prepare a large amount of pills beforehand. Rapid filling repair. You can go to whatever realm you can. So. Better than nothing. More or less. Or will it increase some chances.

If the panacea is prepared enough. Maybe it can really be in the middle of the Jiazi time. Pile up a monk of the Yudan period. That's the case. Tie the knot at the moment of fusion. The success rate will also be a lot.

Wang Lin groaned a little. With a wry smile, he put away the idea of cultivating Shinto. He didn't have that many pills for the doppelganger to take. Even if it's to the elixir. He himself is not enough. How can you give up your doppelganger?

Compared to this supernatural power. It's better to get some elixirs that can increase the chance.