Chapter 476: The reincarnation of fate, the reappearance of ancient paintings
What Lin Shan said was not aimless, but that he really had this ability.
After all, the golden elixir stage monks and the Qi training stage monks are completely different. It is not impossible to use mana to help break through the early bottleneck.
It's just that to a certain extent, it is equivalent to overthrowing the talent and encouraging the growth. It is a short-term pleasure for the lower-level juniors, but it is harmful in the long run.
Cultivation is one step at a time. The Qi training period is when the spiritual consciousness has just transformed. The Xuan Guan acupoints in the body are not particularly difficult. It is the only bottleneck stage that can be broken through by relying on oneself.
Even if you are not in the blessed land of Lingshan, just staying in the wilderness, or in a mortal city, you can still master it with diligent practice. This is equivalent to the beginner difficulty level for newcomers to practice, and it is convenient to progress from low to high.
In the later foundation building period, if you try to rely on stupid methods to polish it, the difficulty will skyrocket.
Therefore, at this stage of Qi training, most disciples in the sect rely on their own efforts to achieve breakthroughs, and their elders rarely help.
As the saying goes, once you learn something, you will learn it twice. As you become more proficient, you will have this concept in your mind.
Of course, even if you take spiritual objects and elixirs, there is always a process of experiencing breakthroughs. Using external spiritual energy to assist you in breaking through levels will be valuable experience for your own future breakthroughs.
But if you try to push things away like Lin Shan does, it's equivalent to losing a breakthrough experience. If you encounter the next bottleneck in the future, you will be in a hurry.
And suddenly from a mortal to the fourth level of Qi training, the state has reached the middle stage of Qi training, but the spiritual power in your body still has to be cultivated from scratch by yourself.
It's like building a reservoir. The pool has been dug and widened for you, but you need to fill it with the water inside.
Protector Jiang agreed without thinking.
Of course this old boy knows that he doesn't have much time. He is already a hundred years old. How easy is it to change his destiny in the Foundation Establishment Stage?
Anyway, his obsession in this life is to cultivate immortality. If he can appreciate the scenery of this level, he will die without regrets.
"Well, just sit tight and I'll start."
Lin Shan didn't wait for him to be ready at all, he just informed him casually, raised his hand without any warning, and pressed it directly on the top of his head.
Only a small part of the surging soul power in the body was mobilized, followed the Tianling Gai into Baihui Point, opened all the acupoints along the way, and was as powerful as breaking bamboo!
Protector Jiang's whole body was shaking like chaff, his eyes rolled white and he was twitching continuously, and white smoke began to emit from the pores on his body.
If the Great Elder Nightingale and King Chen Liu hadn't known in advance that this was an initiation, they would have thought it was some kind of evil power!
Protector Jiang's aura soared.
From the Xiantian Dzogchen to the Qi training stage, then the first level of Qi training, the second level of Qi training, the third level of Qi training, the bottleneck breakthrough, and the fourth level of Qi training!
Generally speaking, when you break through the Qi training period, there will be a classic link, which is to cut off the hair and cleanse the marrow.
Also commonly known as "pore poop".
It's just that Protector Jiang himself is an innate perfectionist, he has already opened up the second channel of Ren and Du, and his own strength is no less than the third level of Qi training, so this breakthrough is just white smoke coming out of his body.
It's equivalent to "pore fart".
After the initiation, Lin Shan retracted his palm, and the great elder Nightingale behind him gave him a towel to wipe his hands in a timely manner.
"Huh? Not bad."
Lin Shan nodded with satisfaction, feeling that this boy was very enlightened, but it was a pity that he was a bit old, otherwise he would have been worth cultivating himself.
At the level of Jindan Zhenren, his vision and structure are naturally different from those before.
In his opinion, qualifications are important, but what kind of talents are not available under the Xun Gu Sect in Lu State? Not to mention the big Lujiang League!
The key is to have a look and things will happen!
This is why bosses love flattering and attentive employees.
Because there are so many people under my command, they can do a lot of work. The most indispensable thing in the world is talents! But the boss lacks the kind of easy-going loser.
Now that Lin Shan has become the leader of a sect, he naturally favors the younger brother who can understand his meaning in advance without having to speak himself.
At this time, Protector Jiang finally opened his eyes.
"Ah, comfortable~"
I broke through the realm all of a sudden and couldn't help but moan on the spot!
Lin Shan didn't care about him anymore, took a deep look, turned and left.
Back then, a young boy who had just held his sixteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony and was wandering around the world on his own was recruited into the Nightingale Killer Organization on a whim. From then on, the gears of fate began to turn.
Later, when he presented his treasured sword, he got two innate skills, which was also the beginning of his path to immortality after receiving the wind spirit root!
Now, he came back to support him and helped Protector Jiang embark on the path to immortality.
One drink and one peck, it is destiny.
Fate reincarnation, just like before.
Protector Jiang couldn't wait to pick up the book "Xuanwei Ice Jue" and studied the ancient seals on it eagerly. He didn't even bother to say goodbye to Lin Shan.
Chenliu Wangfu, above the Mingtang.
After leaving Nightingale's underground headquarters, the palace team was all on the ground.
Although the dignitaries in the capital all knew that Prince Chenliu and the Nightingale Organization were on the same side, they still had to cover up their appearance and not let the killer organization smear the prince's reputation.
"My return to the capital this time is just by chance. I will be leaving soon. Don't talk about me to outsiders. Just pretend I have never been here."
"Juniors will keep it in mind."
Grand Elder Nightingale and King Chenliu were still a little reluctant to part with each other. After all, they had finally established an ancestral relationship with a big shot, and no one would be willing to let it end like this.
"Senior, if there is anything in the Song Dynasty that requires us to run errands, just ask me. You will always be Nightingale's guest elder, and I will wait until death to do so!"
"Yes, yes, the power of our palace and officialdom is enough to provide all kinds of information."
The two men desperately wanted to prove their worth in the hope of getting some benefits.
After all, mortals and mortal forces are of little use to immortal cultivators. Even if they want to support a force on a whim, it is easy.
And for an expert like Lin Shan, who is at the Golden Core stage, there is no value in cultivating him at all.
But
At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed through Lin Shan's heart, and it seemed that a casual chess move would be a good idea.
This mortal power is indeed of no use, but collecting antiques seems to be a good use of them.
Maybe I come back one day after I don’t know how many years, and unexpectedly receive a wave of ancient charm, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.
"Well, just in time, I have something to tell you here. If you can satisfy me when you come back in the future, the benefits will be inevitable."
Lin Shan didn't make it too specific. He was afraid that other local cultivating forces would notice something was wrong, so he simply told them directly that if they encountered old antiques, they could take as much as they could without picking and choosing.
Of course, if you want a horse to run, you must first let it eat grass. He was so rich now that even a drop in the bucket of what he was worth was enough to blind these two people.
Two storage bags were left behind, which contained a bunch of classics and elixirs, magic weapons, and spiritual stones. They were all scraps that I could not use.
Lin Shan told Great Elder Nightingale and King Chen Liu to keep a low profile in everything they do to avoid being noticed by outsiders.
When the two people saw what was in the storage bag, they were all overjoyed and hurriedly patted their chests to ensure that they would complete the task!
As for taking things and not doing anything, they have never thought about it.
Lin Shan saw that the explanation was almost finished, so he didn't say too much. Even King Chen Liu wanted to keep him and entertain him well, setting up a banquet according to the standards of a palace banquet.
This kind of delicacy is fine for dealing with mortals, but it is not enough for Lin Shan.
He himself is a capitalist of seafood spirits in the world of cultivation, and he just had a feast at the monster gathering held by Demon King Jianjia. In his eyes, any palace banquet is just rubbish.
As his realm increases, his taste naturally becomes more complex, and he doesn't even bother to eat non-spiritual things!
Out of Bianliang.
All the way south, we came to the transit station Gangneung County.
Then we hired a small boat and went up the river without stopping, which was equivalent to revisiting our old place.
When he went from southern Xinjiang to Bianliang, he just pushed his boat down the river. Now that times have changed, he will walk the same path again when he goes back.
In terms of state of mind, it is also a kind of practice, which means there is a beginning and an end.
This journey didn't take too long. He boarded the waterway to Luzhou and then returned to his hometown where he had traveled through time.
Southern Xinjiang, Qinghe County.
After the rain, the mountain city is shrouded in clouds and mist, looking like an ink painting from a distance.
Walking on Heishi Street, people came out early in the morning to go to the market. Chickens, ducks and geese of all kinds kept chirping, accompanied by the creaking sound of cart wheels pressing on the bumpy stone road.
Rows of steamed steamed buns are steaming, and vendors wearing white scarves begin their busy day.
Lin Mansion.
In recent years, there were rumors that a descendant of the Lin family was taken away by an immortal and achieved immortality, so it became famous and prosperous for a time.
Every county governor who took office would go out of his way to make friends when he first arrived, making the Lin family gradually become the leading wealthy family in Qinghe County.
Lin Shan knew that this must be Lin Fan's contribution.
After all, the energy of the true disciples of the Zixiao Sect is enough to influence the government and the local cultivation forces in southern Xinjiang, causing them to secretly give some preferential treatment to the Lin family. This is a normal thing.
As for Talin Shan, everyone had long forgotten about it.
He was helpless since he was a child, doing odd jobs to make a living. When he became an adult, he was assigned to an escort agency, but disappeared after the first escort trip. Basically, it was a waste just to keep such files, and they had long been used to burn paper.
In addition, he did not leave any blood in the Lin family, and there were no descendants to pay tribute to him, so no one knew that there was actually an immortal cultivator in the Lin family.
Lin Shan walked in the outer courtyard of the Lin family.
There are a lot of people inside, whether they are juniors or maids, servants or servants, all of them have rosy faces, are well fed and clothed, and full of energy.
No one could spot him, he was like a ghost, wandering around a familiar corner.
Coming to the cabin where I have lived for ten years, it is not an exaggeration to call it a woodshed.
This place is already covered with cobwebs and dust, and a lot of debris is piled inside. Now it has become a utility room for storing things, and no one will visit it for half a year.
He looked around the room, recalling bits and pieces of the past.
When he traveled back in time, he brought the soul of a young man into the body of a six-year-old child. Even to hang a towel and get into bed, he had to step on a small stool.
With no one to rely on and no friends, in addition to studying and practicing alone, I would read the almost rotten "Songhejue" by my bedside every night.
I dreamed that I could cultivate my inner strength and become a famous martial arts hero in the future!
However, what the facts told him was that this body's martial arts training qualifications were average.
Really average!
Like most of the disciples in the outer courtyard, training during the three volts in the winter and the three summers in the summer is nothing more than a simple exercise to strengthen the body. The legendary Qi at the gate of a warrior is always rare to see.
Later, he changed his mind and pinned his hopes on martial arts moves, thinking that he could become a swordsman by practicing swordsmanship, and that after mastering it, he could also kill warriors with his sword.
So every night I started to read the book "Qingfeng Sword Technique" distributed by the Tumo clan.
Everything must be learned from the basics. Although this swordsmanship is popular and everyone in the clan has a copy, it is impossible to reach a thousand miles without taking small steps. He firmly believes in this truth.
The result is
When he reached the age of sixteen, he finally understood that there were some things that were inherently difficult to practice, such as family swordsmanship, which was similar to health gymnastics.
"If you work hard, you can become a master; if you work hard, you can get rich."
No matter where in the world it is, it's a joke!
Choice is greater than hard work, luck is greater than hard work, and when the wind blows, pigs can take off!
If he is stuck working in the family for the rest of his life, relying on his poor background, a body with no martial arts talent, and a ridiculous health gymnastics, no matter how hard he works in this life, he is destined to be forgotten by everyone!
Ten years, ten years of struggling at the bottom, are very similar to studying hard in a cold window in the previous life. In the end, when you return from studying, you are still just a cow and horse. What difference does it make if you can travel through time or not?
Fortunately, the fact that he can travel through time shows that he is extraordinary.
He has a golden finger and a bad luck star. The former was discovered unintentionally and helped him get to where he is today.
The latter still has no clue, presumably because his level is too low.
He lingered here for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave this place in his heart forever, and finally turned around and left.
Immortals and mortals have different paths, this feeling can be remembered.
However, after he turned and left, what he didn't notice was——
In the head's study in the inner courtyard, the new head of the Lin family was sitting in front of a chair, admiring a painting with relish.
Where this painting is signed, the name of the painting marked in small letters happens to be:
"Picture of Mandarin Ducks Playing on the Spring River"!
The county guard's office and the archives treasury.
The government servant outside the door stood guard with a knife, unaware that a person had entered inside.
In the dark and narrow warehouse, Lin Shan flipped through the case files of Qinghe County over the years. No matter how big or small the events in Qinghe County were, they were basically recorded by the scribes of various generations.
The court provided disaster relief, floods and drought, locust plague, unjust, false and wrongful convictions.
Among them, it is similar to the robbery of official silver consigned by Lin's Escort Agency, and even the later deployment of government soldiers to hunt down the escaped escorts. These will definitely leave detailed records!
And he sneaked into it to find the follow-up to the escort case that he personally experienced when he was young.
That time, he was lucky enough to escape early and go far away, so he was not involved and escaped disaster.
However, those surviving escorts from Lin's Escort Agency were later rounded up by the government and were all taken to prison to face charges.
Even if some of them were finally rescued from prison by Lin Shan, it would only be after three years of running away and coming back.
But Master Pu, the bodyguard who brought him to the escort agency, disappeared early in the chaos!
(End of chapter)