Transmigrating into a book: God-level enlightenment, the beginning of the great perfection of divine

The old man was so angry that he was about to die.

"How is this possible!?"

What she saw made Wutong tremble, and she cried out subconsciously, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

"How could it be..."

She had clearly witnessed her brother's death!

She had clearly seen the collapse of his blood vessels!

Under such circumstances, how could he still have a chance to survive?

"Why?"

Wutong frowned.

It's not that she couldn't accept the fact that her brother was still alive, she just couldn't accept this unacceptable possibility!

Because,

The one who shot and killed her brother was a supreme saint!

Saint is pronounced as Saint, and written as Heaven!

No one can question His authority.

Under the furious blow of the saint, even the elders of the clan would never be able to revive and be reborn from the ashes!

What's more, it was just a little phoenix that had not yet reached adulthood?

For Wutong, his resurrection was like a mortal suddenly jumping out and slapping the semi-saint Qinghe in the face, and then saying that the semi-saint was trash!

Isn't this just a joke?

But this joke happened!

This...

Looking at the deep and dark Phoenix Valley in front of her, Wutong frowned and remained silent for a long time.

After a moment, she went deep into the valley, closed her eyes and expanded all her perceptions, pushing the induction of her blood to the extreme.

She sensed the trajectory of Feng Yuan.

She sensed the change of its breath from deep to shallow, then from shallow to deep, and finally flew into the sky and lost its trace!

Wutong was shocked.

"... Did someone help my brother?"

The breath of Feng Yuan went from deep to shallow, which corresponded to the gradual decline of the Phoenix after its fall. This was normal.

But later, he actually recovered from the shallow to the deep, until he completely recovered and returned to the peak...

There is no doubt that someone must have helped him!

And the person who helped him could actually reverse the injuries caused by the saint, so he must be a saint-level existence!

"The land of Qingyu, the existence of the saint-level..."

Two people immediately appeared in Wutong's mind.

Because in this special land of Qingyu, there are only two special cases that can be called saint-level existence.

One is the direct descendant of the Supreme Saint Qingcang, the Half-Saint Qinghe!

However, the Half-Saint Qinghe has never had much contact with their Phoenix clan. How could he help people for no reason?

And the brother and sister did not know Qinghe at all.

The possibility of Qinghe's help is too low.

Wutong directly rejected this possibility.

And the other person is naturally the recently popular Lin Saint Linze!

His words...

Wutong suddenly thought of a very critical point.

My brother died eighteen years ago.

Lin Ze, this monster, was also born in Qingyu eighteen years ago!

And...

Wu Tong thought of Lin Ze's overreaction at Beichen Academy.

'What's your name? ? '

'Wu Tong (Wutong)? '

His behavior at that time... seemed to have known the name Wutong long ago.

But the name Wutong was just a pseudonym she took based on the blood of the Phoenix.

As a member of the Phoenix clan, isn't it normal to be named Wutong?

Even if it was my brother, I'm sure he would give himself such a pseudonym.

At most, he would change the words with the same syllable, after all, the name Wutong is more like a girl.

"..."

Hmm?

Wait.

Could my brother also take this name?

Wu Tong suddenly realized something.

She frowned and fell into deep thought.

...

Ten days later.

Lin Ze completed the recovery of the Eight Servant Clan's holy weapons and read through the eight major sects' library.

This trip did not unexpectedly allow Lin Ze's cultivation to have a breakthrough, and he could only barely gain something.

After all, with the help of the Saint Guizang, Lin Ze had already eaten up almost all of the famous and well-known Dao traditions in Tianlan, and his realm and collection had reached an extremely terrifying level.

In order for him to improve now, he had to accumulate a huge amount of classics.

In terms of blood, because of the return of the Eight Servant Clan's Dao Fruit and the holy weapons, the original blood of the Eight Desolate Clan in Lin Ze's body was amplified and strengthened!

The power of the Eight Servant Clan is like a Bagua formation, which firmly guards the Eight Desolate Blood in the center of the formation, and is connected with its heart veins, complementing each other, so that it has improved in all aspects!

He has become much stronger again.

Lin Ze likes this feeling very much.

The path of cultivation should be like this.

Get stronger, stronger, and stronger

!

Until reaching the highest point!

"The holy weapons and Dao fruits have been recovered, and the classics in various places have been read almost enough. It's time to leave this comfort zone."

Lin Ze stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the end of Tianlan's world.

There seemed to be a greater and more thrilling journey waiting for him to set sail.

"But before that..."

Lin Ze looked back at Qingyu again.

This land is still surrounded by heavy fog!

Thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Lin Ze dissipated into the invisible.

...

Southern Sky Territory.

Guizang Saint was busy cracking the furnace of all laws.

"This skill is similar to the previous book of the same life of heaven and earth. Maybe..."

"..."

"Huh, it can be used like this? Interesting!"

When Guizang Saint was working hard, Lin Ze's figure appeared behind him.

"Brother Guizang."

Sage Guizang came back to his senses, "Oh? It's Saint Lin."

"We haven't seen each other for more than ten days since you broke the cage and became a great saint with unprecedented momentum."

"I just went to see some old things buried in the past."

Hearing this, Saint Guizang's eyes suddenly changed slightly, "Does Saint Lin see the ins and outs of this chess game clearly?"

Lin Ze glanced at Saint Guizang, "Brother Guizang, are you still hiding it from me at this time?"

Without waiting for Saint Guizang to respond, Lin Ze said again, "When You deliberately deduced my fate and led me to the Southern Sky Region, right? "

"With your realm, it is not right to make such a clumsy mistake."

The Guizang Saint smiled and was about to say something, but Lin Ze said, "You led me to the Southern Sky Region and met you unexpectedly, and then threw out the Wanfa Furnace and revealed the fact that you had robbed the major sects of Tianlan."

"Then it is logical to help me in the name of borrowing my power to attack the major sects and continue to take their sects into your hands."

"This seems to be a win-win situation for you and me, but in fact..."

Lin Ze dragged out the tail sound.

"I'm the only one who benefited from it from the beginning to the end."

"Everything went smoothly and everything went smoothly."

"Brother Guizang, there aren't many kind-hearted people like you."

Sage Guizang's smile faltered, "Did you know it at that time? Then why did you..."

"I'll accept all the good things that can only benefit me!"

After that, Lin Ze patted Saint Guizang on the shoulder.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

"As you think, I am indeed a pure Bahuang clan member!"

"The Bahuang direct descendant served by the Taixuan lineage of your Bashi clan!"