Chapter 363 The Breath of Daowu
Looking at Jiang Lin, whose face was suddenly filled with coldness and murderous intent, the shopkeeper was a little dazed.
He didn't quite understand why Mr. Jiang just went out for a visit, but he seemed to be a changed person when he came back.
Only Jiang Lin himself understood that he had always believed that one person's power could not control anything, especially for such a powerful dynasty.
Jiang Lin didn't realize that he was wrong until he saw the girl stabbing the boy who was bigger and stronger than her with a dagger.
It may be true that he cannot influence the overall situation because he is not strong enough.
It is not impossible to change some of the things you want to change.
It’s just that I can stab the dagger out bravely like that girl!
As for the personal benefits of doing so, Jiang Lin also thought clearly.
The biggest advantage is that he no longer has to worry about the so-called rules of this world.
rule?
Jiang Lin suddenly remembered the movie he had watched in his previous life, and there was a line in it that was still fresh in his memory.
"Are you going to follow the rules when you go out to hang out?"
"What rules? My rules are rules!"
So domineering!
Unreasonable!
Jiang Lin couldn't help but think that he was becoming more and more like a frontier soldier.
Unlike the border troops, no matter how crazy those people are, they still want to follow the rules of Daqian.
And Jiang Lin, now just wants to destroy this day.
The weather in Daqian is too hard, so let’s start with Sangzhou.
Ascetic.
You can obviously make people live better, so why do you have to force people to live a miserable life? What kind of logic is this!
At this moment, Jiang Lin had a clear idea, and his aura instantly became completely different.
The shopkeeper and the people around him quickly retreated and looked at Jiang Lin in shock.
An extremely heavy aura appeared around Jiang Lin. The mortal world, the past, and all living things were all manifested here.
Those thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, countless billions of years of accumulation of time and earth seemed to be sublimated at this moment.
There were shouts and shouts in the alley, and the old man selling candied haws came out of the alley carrying red hawthorn skewers.
Behind them were the children who were laughing and cheering. They raised their palms high and tried to stand on tiptoes towards the red candied haws.
The aroma of steamed bun shops on the street is even stronger.
The waiter's voice welcoming guests in the restaurant became even louder.
The woman walked out of the cloth shop with a smile on her face.
In the house, the parents pushed the swing and looked at their children with even more doting eyes.
Smoke rises from the mountains and forests, and ancient and melodious songs ripple by the lake.
The fisherman put away the big net, looked at the harvest in the net, and heard his wife's call in his ears.
The young man who was digging lotus roots in the pond fell down and splashed muddy water all over his body, but he was giggling while holding the catfish he had caught.
Everything in this world becomes more real, as if it is happening around you.
It's you.
It's me.
It's him.
The shopkeeper and others looked a little confused and couldn't tell what was real and what was illusion.
Seeing the confusion on their faces, Jiang Lin's eyes were clear.
There shouldn't be only heaviness in this world.
In the vicissitudes of time, there are more than thousands of red dust hanging there.
Jiang Lin stretched out his hand and explored the red candied haws.
Gently pinching one, the old man smiled and patted the back of his hand, as if saying something.
There was no blame on the old face, only tolerance that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.
Jiang Lin's body trembled slightly, and he felt an aura that was different from the divine martial realm.
That is not the vitality of heaven and earth, nor is it a more pure profound energy.
But it is a power that is purer and more real than all of this.
Jiang Lin finally felt a little confused in his eyes.
He could feel that he had come into contact with something that shouldn't belong to this level, but he didn't know what it was.
And all the answers seem to be in the mortal world in front of you.
He raised his right foot and took a step forward.
In an instant, ripples spread out from under his feet, turning into boundless ripples that continued to spread outward.
Indescribable power enveloped his body, like the invisible breeze, blowing, blowing...
The ripples are still spreading, and the closest place to Sangzhou is Yuezhou.
In the mansion of the powerful clan, the oldest old man of the Zeng family suddenly opened his eyes.
His body was shaking violently and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"The breath of Daowu!"
To the north of Sangzhou is Hongzhou.
The residence of the Chu family, a powerful clan.
Several children playing in the courtyard, several female family members chatting, and several men with divine martial arts realm raised their heads in shock at this moment.
Broken bricks and tiles fell from the air. They saw their old man hanging in the air, his breath trembling, as if he had been frightened.
"Clan leader?"
"Dao Martial Realm!" The old man looked pale and stared in the direction of Sangzhou, feeling the ripples that could only be detected by those at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, or even at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm.
The terrifying aura contained in it was like the sky falling, crushing him out of breath.
How come there is the aura of Dao Martial Realm!
Sangzhou?
The ripples spread out in all directions one after another.
Even Meng Shuai and Hong Shuai from the northwest border felt it.
The army had already stopped fighting and retreated to the mountains and forests to rest.
The two commanders flew into the air, their faces uncertain.
"Is this the Dao Martial Realm?" Hong Shuai's face was full of surprise. "It's so majestic, as oppressive as the abyss of the sea, unfathomable, far beyond the peak of the Divine Martial Realm!" Meng Shuai's expression was solemn, and his eyes were even full of worry.
The northwest has not yet been calmed down, and a Taowu realm that has not been seen for hundreds of years suddenly appears.
“I just hope it’s not Da Gan’s enemy.”
In the royal study room of the imperial palace, Emperor Shun suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Sangzhou.
The old eunuch beside him knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty."
Emperor Shun ignored it. He clenched his fists and resisted the pressure that made people tremble in their souls.
"Daowu..."
A coercive and domineering voice came out: "Go and find out who it is!"
The old eunuch quickly received the order and asked: "What should we do after we find out?"
There was silence in the imperial study room for a moment, and then His Majesty the Emperor's voice came out.
"Don't be lazy!"
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The old eunuch got up from the ground, bowed and left.
Emperor Shun's fists slowly unclenched and his eyes were deep.
"It's not deliberate, and it's unstable. Isn't it a true Taoist realm?"
"But who could it be?"
In Rune World, behind the clouds and mist, Guo Jiuxing, the Taoist Master of the Virtual Supervisory Path, looked forward.
"The variables...are coming."
He didn't make any move, he just closed his eyes again, as if he opened them this time just to see some changes in front of him.
At this time, Sangzhou was sitting on the watchtower. Jiang Lin raised his left foot and stepped forward.
As soon as his foot fell, he smelled the sweet taste of candied haws in his nose, and heard an old voice in his ears.
"My little friend, do you want to buy candied haws on a stick?"
Jiang Lin turned his head and looked at the old man with a weathered face, feeling a little confused.
The old man chuckled, picked off a bunch of candied haws and handed it to him: "My little friend looks a little unfamiliar. He must be from other places, so I will give it to you to try. If you think it tastes good, come back and buy it next time."
Jiang Lin subconsciously took the candied haws on a stick and watched as the old man, surrounded by a group of children, walked away with straw sticks filled with candied haws on his shoulders.
The confusion in his eyes did not disappear, but became more intense.
Where is this?
What are you doing here?
"I..."
Jiang Lin looked down at the candied haws in his hand, then looked up at the crowds on the street, and then walked forward blankly.
Passing by countless people along the way, he didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do. He only vaguely remembered that there were very important things to do here.
But what to do?
Passers-by looked at his tall figure and took the initiative to avoid him, or turned around to talk.
The burly figure walked along the street until he came to the west of the city.
There was a voice in my ears, something familiar.
Ding Dong——
Jingle Bell——
Ding Dong——
Jingle Bell——
Jiang Lin stopped, turned around and saw a small blacksmith shop.
A shirtless middle-aged man, dripping with sweat, holds a piece of iron in his hand and is hammering hard.
A child next to him was happily helping him blow the bellows. The woman brought tea from the room, gave the man a few sips, and wiped the sweat from his eyelids.
This scene made Jiang Lin feel a little familiar, as if he had seen it before somewhere.
But he couldn't remember.
Instinct drove him to walk forward step by step until he stood in front of the blacksmith shop.
The man looked up at him, and then asked: "What weapon do you want, little brother? Looking at your physique, you must be a master of martial arts. Do you want an ax? Or a sledgehammer?"
Jiang Lin looked at the hammer falling continuously, and the familiarity and intimacy in his heart became more and more profound.
The man raised his head again, looked at him doubtfully, and asked again.
Jiang Lin didn't answer, just stared at the hammer going up and down, as if that was everything.
However, the confusion in his eyes has not diminished, but to others, he seems to be a fool.
Seeing that he remained silent, the man stopped asking more questions and was busy with his own business.
Only the child struggled to pull the bellows and looked at Jiang Lin curiously, his eyes filled with wonder.
This man is so tall and stronger than dad.
Until nightfall, Jiang Lin was still standing in front of the blacksmith shop.
The man was eating in the room and said, "Don't look at it, the food is getting cold."
"Master, what do you think that person is going to do? Ignore people and don't leave. Isn't he really a fool?" The woman turned around and asked.
"It doesn't look like what you're wearing." The man shook his head.
"That's really weird. You'd better be careful and don't come here to cause trouble."
"If you really want to cause trouble, there is no need to stand there for a long time."
"What on earth is that for?"
The couple discussed it for a while, but couldn't come up with a clue.
After a long time, a small figure quietly slipped out of the house.
It was the child who pulled the bellows during the day. He ran to Jiang Lin and looked up at the strong body that was more than twice as tall as himself, with a face filled with wonder.
After a while, the child suddenly asked: "Uncle, are you mute?"
Jiang Lin looked down at him and shook his head slightly: "I'm not."
"It turns out he's not mute!" The child seemed a little pityful, and soon asked another question: "Then why did you come to my house?"
Or seeing Mr. Jiang Lin staring at the stove and iron table, the child suddenly clapped his hands and asked, "Do you want to learn blacksmithing from my father?"
Jiang Lin looked down at him again, the confusion in his eyes seemed to be relieved a little.
"Forging iron..."
After a while, he said: "I want to learn."
(End of chapter)