Chapter 20: Become a disciple of Yi (two chapters combined into one)
"Really? It seems that my spiritual fragments have gone to many places. There are also fragments of my spiritual fragments in this world."

Alex stroked his chin with relief, not caring at all that Wang Lin was unwilling to reveal the truth.

After all, everyone has their own secrets.

……

On the other side, in the freshman dormitory building of Shrek Academy, Huo Yuhao, who was facing the rising sun and practicing the Purple Demon Pupil, did not notice that an inconspicuous gray light suddenly lit up in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The sleeping Tianmeng Ice Silkworm suddenly raised its head, but at this moment the gray light had dimmed again.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm looked at the gray light suspiciously, but couldn't figure out what it meant, so he shook his head and fell into sleep again.

……

“This world?” Wang Lin showed a puzzled look on his face. He knew, of course, that the fragment of spiritual consciousness that Alex mentioned was in Huo Yuhao’s body.

"Yes, in the body of a young boy. I was separated from you three days ago." Alex did not hide anything and said directly.

“Yuhao?” Wang Lin asked doubtfully, and then suddenly spoke as if he remembered something, “Can your divine consciousness fragment sense your existence?”

"No, I am a complete one-third soul, and that is just a fragment of consciousness." Alex shook his head and looked at Wang Lin meaningfully.

Alex, who has been living in Wang Lin’s spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, has watched Wang Lin grow up from a first-person perspective, based solely on his understanding of Wang Lin.

It cannot be said that he understood it very well, but he could roughly guess what the boy was going to do as soon as Wang Lin stuck out his butt.

"I understand." Wang Lin nodded. Just as he was about to continue speaking, Yi Lao's voice rang out.

"We can monitor!"

"Uh" Wang Lin was stunned. He hadn't even opened his mouth yet, so why did Alex answer?

"I have watched you grow up." Alex noticed Wang Lin's astonishment and said with a smile.

"Besides yourself, the person who knows you best in this world is probably me!"

Wang Lin: You were angry with me before.

"Since you know so well, are you willing to accept me as your disciple?" Wang Lin asked immediately.

"My dear friend, don't you have a master?" Alex shook his head.

"It's okay. I'll show my filial piety all the same." Wang Lin waved his hand. He could feel Alex's sincerity towards him, so it was not a matter of course for him to become his disciple.

Moreover, since Old Yi wanted to be resurrected, he would definitely not forget about it like a certain guy named Huo, and he would definitely resurrect Old Yi.

As for Long Xiaoyao, although he was forced, since Long Xiaoyao treated him well, he would naturally be good to Long Xiaoyao as well.

If he was treated as a tool, then Wang Lin would naturally treat Long Xiaoyao as a tool as well and run away after using him.

Just because Long Xiaoyao helped the evil for a woman, Wang Lin would not feel any burden if he ran away.

"You little bastard!" Alex immediately scolded with a smile. It was obvious that the boy didn't want to miss any opportunity.

"Yes, but if you want to worship me as your master, you must kowtow!"

“You have to kowtow even though we are so close!?” Wang Lin’s knees bent unconsciously while bargaining. Alex was so old that he would not suffer any loss if he kowtowed.

Electrolux: In twelve years, how come he didn’t realize that Wang Lin was such a shameless guy!?
"Knock it, it would be unfair to your current posture if you don't." Alex's faint voice sounded.

"Master, accept my disciple's greetings!" Wang Lin did not hesitate. He was a sincere man. Since Alex was open with him, he would be open with him. As soon as he came out, he gave him a great treasure. What was wrong with bowing to him?
boom!
The sound of the head hitting the wooden bed was heard. After three hits in a row, Wang Lin raised his head.

"Master, are you satisfied? Do you want three more?"

"No need, Xiao Linzi, get up!" Alex said with a smile, and as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lin quickly got up.

"I have injected a complete set of undead magic into the spiritual weapon. As the level of the spiritual weapon increases, this set of undead magic will gradually appear. You need to study it seriously and don't aim too high.

At the same time, I will take out three sets of Undead Secondary Magic for you to choose from. Of course, not now, I will start teaching you when you have broken through a stage in your spiritual weapon."

"Thank you, Master, but could you first tell me the introduction of the three sets of magic so that I can take my time to choose." Wang Lin expressed his gratitude. This was indeed the power of the old man!

"Don't be impatient. I was going to give it to you!" Alex smiled and immediately raised his hand to pat Wang Lin's head again.

Three strange lights, red, white and black, lit up one after another, forming a drop of blood, a pure white leg bone and a ghost in the air respectively, a total of three strange marks.

It drilled into Wang Lin's eyebrows one after another, and at the same time, the introduction of the three marks of blood, bone and soul also appeared in Wang Lin's mind.

"Alright, if you need anything, input soul power into the mark on your palm. I won't stay in your sea of ​​consciousness anymore. It's too scary for me to stay there."

As he spoke, Alex stretched out his hand and a fuzzy gray dot suddenly appeared in Wang Lin's palm.

Woo!
Then there was an inexplicable sound of cold wind, and Alex disappeared like a ghost, twisting his body.

"Leave now!?"

After waving his hand in front of him and confirming that Electrolux had left, Wang Lin said helplessly.

At the same time, he retracted the magic wand in his hand to his forehead and sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

The young man at the door who didn't dare to disturb Wang Lin seemed to be tired of standing and squatted down staggeringly.

In a pure white ocean, a strange cyan-gold stick floats in the center of the ocean, emitting a soft cyan-gold glow.

The invisible soul power, along with the mental power, slowly flowed around the cyan-gold stick, receiving nourishment from both the soul power and the mental power.

At the same time, the cyan light emitted by the cyan stick itself was also slowly spreading, dispersing into every corner of Wang Lin's body, stimulating his body to continuously produce a soft and warm feeling.

This feeling was very slight and could not be detected unless one concentrated on it. Wang Lin vaguely felt that this light seemed to be the vitality contained in the gold of life.

And this life is constantly strengthening his body.

"Great!"

After confirming the situation of the spiritual weapon, Wang Lin temporarily decided not to read the introduction of the undead magic in this life.

When his consciousness returned to reality, he looked up at the young "evil soul master" squatting at the door.

"Hello, my name is Wang Lin, what's your name?"

"Ah, my name is Zhang Jian." The young man came back to his senses and spoke hurriedly, but because of the sudden movement, he sat down on the ground.

"Zhang Jian, follow me from now on. I can guarantee that you will not become an evil soul master." Wang Lin said, "Do you have money?"

"No." Zhang Jian realized his situation, got up from the ground, and shook his head while answering.

"Take it." Wang Lin took out three gold soul coins from the storage soul guide and handed them to Zhang Jian. "Here, open a room next to me, and don't even think about running away, you can't get away."

"Okay!" Zhang Jian took the gold soul coin, opened the door directly, and walked out without even closing it.

Wang Lin immediately stood up and walked behind Zhang Jian. After leaving the room, he watched Zhang Jian walking down the stairs.

The young man was quite sensible and did not ignore his words. He just checked into a room and did not try to escape.

Watching Zhang Jian and the shop boy walk up the stairs together, Wang Lin spoke again: "Stay in the room, don't run around, and don't disturb me even if there's nothing to do!"

"Okay." Zhang Jian nodded obediently.

Click!

The wooden door was closed. Wang Lin sat back on the bed, closed his eyes, and began his daily meditation.
Wang Lin, who had been busy almost all night, finally had some time to rest his still excited spirit.

…In a remote alley a few streets south of the inn, figures in black robes were seen coming in and out from time to time.

Long Xiaoyao and Zhang Peng, who were also shrouded in black robes, came directly to this alley after leaving the inn and continued to supervise the establishment of this branch of the Holy Spirit Church.

The two of them walked to a side room that was built specifically for them in the alley. As soon as they sat down, members of the Holy Spirit Church brought them freshly brewed tea.

"When will Zhongli Wu come?" Long Xiaoyao suddenly asked while holding a cup of tea.

"It will probably take about ten days." Zhang Peng also picked up the teacup and answered.

"Ten days should be enough." Long Xiaoyao nodded when he heard it, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

“Master Long, why did you accept that kid as your disciple? Can’t you just use the Holy Spirit Ritual to control him?” Zhang Peng didn’t understand why Long Xiaoyao accepted Wang Lin as his disciple. He was just a great soul master after all. How could he escape from their clutches?

"The noise in his room is not something a great soul master can easily make, and he is not afraid of me." Long Xiaoyao said as he rubbed the teacup in his hand.

"Isn't he afraid of you?" Zhang Peng obviously didn't understand what Long Xiaoyao meant.

"Yeah." Long Xiaoyao nodded, "I can feel that he is confident that he can escape from my hands!"

"Escape from your hands!?" Zhang Peng suddenly found it a little unbelievable. You know, Long Xiaoyao is an Extreme Douluo and one of the top few powerful people on the continent.

Even he was not sure he could escape from Long Xiaoyao's hands.

“Yes.” Long Xiaoyao nodded, and continued: “Wang Lin’s power is special, and it cannot be exposed for the time being. Tell others that he is your adopted son. I will leave him to you to take care of him for the next few days. I have to go out for a while.”

"Okay, Mr. Long." Zhang Peng had no objection to Long Xiaoyao's arrangement, nor did he ask any more questions. If Long Xiaoyao had not taken him in, he might have been mistaken for an evil soul master and beaten to death.

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Goo!
The sound from his stomach directly woke Wang Lin up from his meditation. Wang Lin immediately opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he called out "Deep Blue" in his heart.

A simple blue box appeared in Wang Lin's field of vision.

Name: Wang Lin

Martial Soul: Brain (Mutation)

Cultivation: Level 28 [88%]

Mental strength: Level 33 [88%]

Skills: Advanced Meditation (Proficient) [80%], Eight-part Vajra Skills (Mastery) [34%]

Soul ring: Yellow (642 years), Purple (1000 years)
Spiritual weapon: Magic wand, level 31 [%]

Looking at the deep blue data, Wang Lin couldn't help but sigh that it was worthy of being a spiritual weapon made of gold of life, coupled with the vitality that continued to emanate from the magic wand.

However, in just a few hours, his cultivation progress increased by 6%. In less than three days, he would be able to break through to level 29.

It was far beyond his usual training speed.

I called out "Deep Blue" again in my heart.

The simple blue box disappeared from the sight, and Wang Lin ended his practice and jumped directly off the bed.

He walked out of the room and asked the servant to bring some food. It was noon at this time, and soon, the food Wang Lin asked for was delivered.

Wang Lin had four dishes, one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes with rice, and called out Shen Lan again.

It’s very delicious to eat while looking at the data on Deep Blue!

Although he disliked Shenlan for not having any additional functions, Shenlan's contribution could be said to be enormous for Shenlan to have been able to cultivate to his current level at the age of twelve.

If Deep Blue had not quantified his daily progress and displayed it one by one, with his lazy nature, how could he persist in meditating and practicing every day, night after night.

Soon all the food on the table was eaten up. Wang Lin stood up and did some simple exercises. After the servant cleared away the dishes, he closed the door again and began to practice the Eight Vajra Skills.

After a quarter of an hour, Wang Lin withdrew his hands, a gleam of light flashed in his gray eyes, and the turbulent currents in his body also merged into the soul power and disappeared.

Then, Wang Lin climbed onto the bed again and began to meditate and practice. As for the spiritual weapon left by Alex and the introduction of the three secondary magics, he did not even touch them.

Long Xiaoyao and Zhang Peng left without worry, and they would definitely arrange for someone to stay and monitor him. The magic wand was not originally a martial soul, but it was recognized as a martial soul.

If he studies recklessly and is discovered, it would be more trouble than it is worth. He has a long life ahead of him and has plenty of time to study these things.

……

"It's been two days, and this kid is so hardworking!" Looking at Wang Lin sitting on the bed meditating and practicing through the gap in the open window of Wang Lin's room, Zhang Peng couldn't help but sigh.

During the past two days, except for eating, going to the toilet, and making some strange movements, Wang Lin spent the rest of his time in meditation and practice.

Zhang Peng still wanted to see what secrets Wang Lin had. After taking a few quick glances and just about to leave, he found that Wang Lin's aura suddenly changed.

"It's about to break through!" Zhang Peng saw the situation clearly, raised his hand and pointed, and an invisible aura enveloped Wang Lin's room to prevent the aura on Wang Lin's body from leaking out when he broke through and attracting the attention of people around him.

puff!
The aura on Wang Lin's body suddenly condensed, and an even more powerful aura was released from his body, then quickly restrained.

call!
With a light breath, Wang Lin opened his eyes, his deep gray eyes filled with joy and fatigue.

Cultivation: Level 29 [1%]

Seeing that Shenlan had broken through from level 28 to level 29, Wang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep.

In the two days, he did not sleep at all in order to break through level 29 as soon as possible. Meditation can indeed replace most of the sleep, but it cannot replace all the sleep.

Soul masters are human beings after all, so they cannot avoid sleeping.

"Snort!"

A not-so-loud snoring sound came from Wang Lin's room, which made Zhang Peng speechless. He shook his head and went straight back to the branch of the Holy Spirit Church that was being built.

Just like that, it was a night without words.

Wang Lin, who had regained his spirit, got up from bed at dawn, practiced the "Eight Vajra Kung Fu" as usual, and then went downstairs directly, ready to leave the inn and go out for a walk.

Before leaving the inn, he ran into Zhang Peng, who was shrouded in a black robe.

"Where are you going?" A deep voice came from under the black robe. Wang Lin looked up at Zhang Peng and said, "Buy some supplies, Uncle Zhang. Where is my master?"

Seeing Wang Lin being so familiar, Zhang Peng's eyebrows hidden behind his black robe slightly frowned, but he did not deny Wang Lin's address.

"What supplies?"

"These!" Wang Lin directly took out a list of supplies he had written in advance and handed it to Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng took the list and looked at the three thousand kilograms of rice, fifty kilograms of salt, and the soul power stove.

"Why are you buying these?" Zhang Peng asked in a deep voice.

"Of course it's eating and drinking." Wang Lin answered truthfully.

　Because the author has not read Throne of Gods, the undead magic system in this book is created by the author himself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)