Chapter 155: Immortals and Mortals Separated Forever, Inviting the Moon Patriarch
Chapter 155: Immortals and Mortals Separated Forever, Inviting the Moon Patriarch
Tian Lin is in a fantasy world at the moment. He is not as good as those elders. He has not yet reached the foundation-building stage, so the second part of the fantasy world is still useful to him.
Almost at the moment when the woman in white appeared, he took a step back and entered the illusion of the 27th stone step.
Even though he retreated quickly, as soon as he entered the illusion, he felt that the space of the entire world began to distort.
Just when he was about to be destroyed, the sound of the Taoist bell suddenly rang, the world returned to normal, and the injuries on his body disappeared.
"This Nine-Life Immortal must have followed this character to chase us."
Tian Lin slapped his storage bag, and the six bloody words instantly appeared in his hand again.
He gritted his teeth and stuffed all the words into his mouth.
The hard words entered the mouth and instantly turned into sweet "spring water".
Tian Lin did not hesitate any longer and flew directly to Chenxiantang on his sword from high altitude.
He had already thought about the issue of foundation building before entering the tomb of the Nine-Life Immortal, and deliberately prevented the earth spirit vein of the twelfth meridian from being fully refined.
Now that he had entered Chenxian Pond, Tian Lin no longer hesitated and began to absorb the earth spirit foundation-building water seriously.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, nearly twelve hours had passed, but Tian Lin still hadn't completed his foundation building.
His face looked a little ugly, and he saw Deputy Hall Master Yang running towards him in the distance.
As soon as Deputy Hall Master Yang entered Chenxian Pond, he sank to the bottom of the sea in an instant.
Tian Lin didn't have to do it himself, the target person died inexplicably.
The illusion disappeared, and Tian Lin reappeared on the Wendao Mountain.
He looked up at the sky with vigilance, and was about to retreat to another illusion when Liu Xuanfeng's voice rang out behind him:
"Tian Lin, stop hiding. Where is your female master?"
There was no trace of the Nine-Life Immortal in the sky. Once Tian Lin entered the illusion, he had no idea what was happening outside.
"My female master - my master, of course, has important things to do."
As Tian Lin spoke, he looked at Zhou Shoufan below.
He was surprised to find that Elder He was beside Elder Xiao, but the Great Elder of the Wenxin Sect who wanted to duel with Elder He was nowhere to be seen.
"Can you tell your female master to return my Taoist boy to me?"
Liu Xuanfeng's tone suddenly sounded a little resentful, Tian Lin quickly turned around and saluted him, "Master, I..."
"Don't call me Master, I can't teach you, my precious apprentice."
Liu Xuanfeng raised his hand to interrupt Tian Lin. He did not even mention asking Tian Lin to find a way to help him find the Taoist boy. Instead, he said to Tian Lin:
"Your master has taken my Taoist boy away. This may be the little fellow's chance. Tian Lin, no matter what your relationship with that female cultivator is, hand over the token and the immortal rope, and I will ensure that you are safe."
As he spoke, his eyes were looking at Zhou Shoufan below.
Zhou Shoufan frowned and said with a smile: "Liu Xuanfeng, you haven't even reached the Golden Core stage yet, and you're also bragging like your ancestor Yao Yue?"
Liu Xuanfeng took a step forward, looked at Zhou Shoufan and said, "You haven't recovered your cultivation yet, do you really think you can defeat me and my fellow apprentices?"
"Then try——"
After Zhou Shoufan finished speaking, Liu Xuanfeng suddenly said to Tian Lin: "Tian Lin, I asked you before, do you really want to cultivate immortality? Tell me, you want to go to the moon to see -
I don't have the ability to let you go to the moon, but I can show you a way. The stone table on the second-level platform is a stone formation. The Zhou family token in your hand can take you to Cangzhou, Zhongzhou and many other states."
Tian Lin instantly understood what Liu Xuanfeng meant, and he rushed up the stairs. In fact, with his current cultivation level, if he wanted to reach the second platform, he would have to fight for his life in the illusion.
But based on his current level of cultivation, it can be said that he is only one step away from building his foundation.
The second flight of stone steps would at most waste some of his efforts. He didn't need to build a foundation to reach the second platform.
Soon, Tian Lin reached the 92nd stone step.
Below, Liu Xuanfeng and Zhou Shoufan were fighting, and both of them took a step back.
Tian Lin climbed up the 93rd stone step.
Elder Xiao and Elder Feng joined forces to stop Zhou Shoufan.
Tian Lin climbed up the 94th stone step, and Elder He was beaten back by Zhou Shoufan.
The first ninety-four stone steps were not difficult for Tian Lin, but after the ninety-fifth step, it became less easy.
When he was at the ninety-sixth level, he began to help Gou Daotong drive away those who came to cause trouble.
When he reached the ninety-seventh level, he followed Gou Daotong out to collect herbs, where he encountered many big monsters.
Tian Lin knew that each level in the illusion represented at least one year of time.
When he reached the 98th level, he saw that Patriarch Yao Yue in the mirror had a face full of age spots.
Finally, Tian Lin reached the ninety-ninth level.
Still at Xiaoyu Temple, when Tian Lin opened the door, he directly killed the target person this time.
But the strange thing is that he killed the target person but was unable to escape from the illusion.
A bad premonition arose from the bottom of his heart, and Tian Lin glanced around coldly.
He did not find the figure of Jiu Ming Zhenren, but only saw an old man carrying a medicine basket on his back climbing the stairs on the mountain path. Looking at this white-haired, dusty old man, Tian Lin frowned at first, then hurriedly said, "Junior Tian Lin, meet the Master of Yu Temple."
The old man stroked his beard, looked at Tian Lin with a smile and said, "You are Huang Ping'an's disciple, right?"
While the old man was speaking, he had already walked into the Taoist temple.
Then two "woof woof" calls were heard, and Gou Daotong's figure did not appear, but a little puppy ran out of the main hall.
There was a collar hanging around the puppy's neck. Tian Lin recognized that collar. It was Gou Daotong's life-saving magic weapon.
"Haha, you didn't force anyone to eat your feces while I was away, did you?"
The old man put down the medicine basket first, then bent down and picked up the little puppy.
The white puppy stuck out its tongue in the old man's arms and then licked the old man's face.
The old man carried the puppy into the house and said to Tian Lin, "Please bring the medicine basket in for me."
Tian Lin hurriedly went to pick up the medicine basket, but to his disappointment, the basket was an ordinary one, and the herbs in it were also truly ordinary herbs.
But he did not show any disappointment on his face. Instead, he respectfully carried the backpack and hatchet into the house.
The old man had already put the puppy down, and Tian Lin was very considerate and took a basin to get water for the old man.
As the old man washed his hands, he looked at Tian Lin and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the resources of Yulong Continent should have been used up. It's not easy for you to build a foundation with the five elements."
Tian Lin immediately said respectfully: "I am just lucky, but the foundation pools in Yulong Continent have been used up. The thousand-year-old trees have been cut down, and no one in the continent can cross the Shenxian Pond."
The old man nodded: "Zhao Tianyang from Zhongzhou did act a little overbearingly, but he is an upright person after all. He did not kill all the people from Yulong Continent, so he left you a chance to survive."
Tian Lin was secretly dissatisfied when he heard this, wondering how great a hatred must be to kill all the people in an entire continent?
Moreover, all the thousand-year-old trees were cut down, so countless people died in the past thousand years trying to find a way out, and now people are using human blood to make pills for a chance.
For all these things, shouldn't the cause and effect fall on the head of that man surnamed Zhao? Is this also the style of an upright person?
He was complaining in his heart but didn't dare to show it on his face.
Anyway, he didn't know who Zhao Tianyang was, and he had no intention of speaking up for the people of Yulong Continent.
He himself is not from Yulong Continent.
"Even if you succeed in building your foundation, it will still be difficult to cross the sea. However, you have a teleportation talisman in your hand, and there happens to be a teleportation array in Cangzhou that can help you teleport to Zhongzhou or Laizhou."
Tian Lin was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help asking the old man, "Is the tomb of the Nine-Life Immortal you are talking about?"
The old man nodded and said, "Every time Jiu Ming died, she would leave a teleportation array in the tomb. She lived for nine lifetimes, and there are teleportation arrays left by her in all nine states of the world."
Tian Lin immediately said, "I met the Nine-Life Immortal once. She doesn't seem to be easy to talk to."
The old man was stunned: "Did you offend her?"
Without waiting for Tian Lin to answer, he continued, "Well, I'll give you some thousand-year-old wood. When you get out, you can cross the sea to Cangzhou."
Upon hearing this, Tian Lin immediately bowed and thanked him.
The old man had already washed himself and wiped his hands with a towel. He suddenly said to Tian Lin, "Tian Lin, would you like to be my disciple?"
What else is there to say?
Tian Lin knelt on the ground and saluted, saying, "Disciple Tian Lin, greetings to Master."
The old man sighed, and did not help Tian Lin up. He just looked at Tian Lin and said:
"I don't accept disciples easily, but I promised Huang Pingan that if he rings the bell for me for five thousand years, I will accept his successor as my true disciple. So this opportunity of yours was earned by Huang Pingan!"
Tian Lin on the ground raised his head, looked at the old man in disbelief, and then lowered his head.
If he calculated correctly, how long has Patriarch Yaoyue been dead?
Just a thousand years.
How long did Patriarch Yao Yue live in the Dao Sect?
Tian Lin didn't know, but no matter how he calculated, he knew that it had been no more than 1,300 to 1,400 years since Patriarch Yao Yue went to Cangzhou and then returned from Cangzhou.
"My ancestor, there are still three thousand years of bells to ring?"
Tian Lin hesitated for a while, but still asked this question.
"Yes, his soul is trapped by the Dao Bell. He will not be free until the last three thousand years have passed."
When Tian Lin heard this, the figure of the old man under the pavilion appeared in his mind.
For thousands of years, the old man has been mechanically waiting for sunrise and sunset under the pavilion, and then ringing the bell on time.
There has never been a single slack in the past thousand years.
"My ancestor, why did you spend five thousand years of 'unrest' in exchange for me becoming your disciple?"
Tian Lin was afraid that there was a conspiracy behind this matter and thought it would be better to get to the bottom of it.
The old man was not annoyed, and said: "He is probably unwilling, right? Have you ever heard that immortals and mortals are forever separated, and ghosts cannot enter?"
Tian Lin nodded and said, "There are these two lines of words engraved on the mountain gate of my Yaoyue Sect. It is said that they were written by the ancestor himself."
The old man said: "The eight characters on his mountain gate are exactly the rules of the Dao Mountain. Because of this rule, as a descendant of a mortal, he has only been an outer disciple all his life. He must be unwilling to accept this.
Tian Lin, do you think that immortals and mortals are really separated forever? He doesn’t believe it, so I don’t know if you believe it or not.”
(End of this chapter)