Wang Lin slowly walked through the jungle. There were small snakes moving in the mud under his feet and fist-sized toads jumping in the mud. They seemed to enjoy the rain.
This was the first time Wang Lin had come to the Cloud Sea, so he was unfamiliar with everything. He didn't know where he was. As he walked through the mud, Wang Lin gradually began to ponder.
He had come here to hide from Tuo Sen, but with Tuo Sen's cultivation base, he would be able to break through the barrier between the two worlds. At that time, it would seem that there would be no place for him to hide in the starry sky.
"Instead of constantly escaping, it is better to gain a foothold in the Cloud Sea as soon as possible. Once my original body passes the Three Trials Seven Calamities, I can think about my future path …" Wang Lin looked at his legs below his waist and revealed a worried expression.
"The most important thing is to use the identity of someone from the Cloud Sea to truly integrate with the cultivators of the Cloud Sea …" Wang Lin looked up at the rain falling from the sky. Just like how the snow in the Alliance could integrate with the rain in the Cloud Sea, this was what he needed to do.
As he moved forward, his body gradually became shorter and his hair slowly turned black. His appearance also changed slightly. He looked even more ordinary, like a scholar in dire straits. He gradually walked out of the jungle in the rain.
The rainy season on the continent of Mo Luo would last for several months until the earth was completely wet, until one's bones would feel sore, and one's body would give off the smell of rust. Only then would the rain stop.
Whether it was the cultivators or mortals on the continent of Mo Luo, they were all used to the rain. Most cultivators would choose to go into closed door cultivation during the rainy season or leave the continent to hunt fierce beasts.
However, during this rainy season, almost all the disciples of the only cultivation sect on the continent of Mo Luo, the Origin Sect, came out in the rain. They turned into rays of light and flew toward the northern part of the continent of Mo Luo.
The rainbow pierced through the sky, as if it was parting a path in the rain. If one looked up from the ground, they would naturally see a magnificent scene like a shooting star.
As for mortals, when the rainy season came, they would sit by the fireplace at home and enjoy the warmth of the room. Sometimes, they would look at the rain and mist outside the window. It was calm, but there was warmth in it.
The North Water Village was just like its name. It was located in the northern part of the continent of Mo Luo, less than 500 kilometers away from the Bin Valley Jungle. The people in the village often farmed for a living, and the villagers formed hunting teams that hunted around the Bin Valley Jungle.
The rainy season was also when the water toads appeared. For the mortals of the continent of Mo Luo, the water toads were a very delicious food. In the big cities, the price was often on the high side, but it was still in short supply.
Every rainy season, the villagers of the North Water Village would organize experienced people to go out of the Bin Valley forest to catch water toads.
During the several months of the rainy season, the villagers would come and go four or five times. Every time they came back, they would carry large sacks filled with still alive water toads.
Similarly, when the villagers who caught the water toads returned to the village, their families would all wear straw raincoats. There were even some children following behind them, excitedly looking at their fathers, brothers, uncles, or grandfathers as they brought back bags of water toads. Every time this happened, these children would be in high spirits.
However, this time, aside from bringing back bags of water toads, the villagers of the North Water Village also brought back a person. This was a very ordinary-looking young man who was a bit thin. It was as if he couldn't withstand the cold in the rain. He was wearing the raincoat the villagers had given him. He silently stood there with a strange expression in his eyes. It was as if he was reminiscing about the past as he silently looked at the village in the rain.
"Brother Ceng, this is our North Water Village. You can stay here for a while. Once the rainy season is over and the mountain road is open, you can follow the mountain road to Spring City." A burly man wearing a raincoat handed the sack to the person next to him and smiled at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin revealed a smile and clasped his hands to express his thanks.
The burly man waved his hand and smiled. "I've never been to a private school and don't know any etiquette. However, since we met on the road, we are friends. Brother Ceng, there's no need to be polite. The rain is heavy, go inside.
My son's mother, clean up the back room and let Brother Ceng live there. "
A woman wearing a raincoat next to the burly man looked at Wang Lin and also revealed a smile. She didn't ask her husband about the origin of this young man and quickly returned home. She tidied up the back room and brought back clean bedding.
This burly man had a lot of prestige in the village. At night, many neighbors came to his house and they naturally drank wine. Wang Lin sat at the side with a bowl of wine in his hand. As he drank, he looked at these mortals in front of him with a smile. His heart was calm and peaceful.
After thirty minutes, these men laughed loudly. A middle-aged man in his forties stood up and came to Wang Lin with a bowl of wine. He smiled and said, "Brother Ceng, our third brother said that if it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have survived after being bitten by that poisonous snake. This old man will never forget the kindness of saving his life!" As he said that, he drank the entire bowl of wine in one gulp.
Wang Lin had a smile on his face. He picked up the jar of wine on the table and took a big gulp. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his left hand and smiled. "This wine isn't strong enough."
The surrounding men's eyes lit up and they all cheered. The owner of this house, the man who let Wang Lin live in the back room, smiled and said, "Wife, go and bring the three jars of North Water Wine that the old man left behind. Let Brother Ceng know that our North Water Village has strong wine!"
The burly man's wife shook her head and smiled. She went into the back room with two nephews following her. Not long after, they brought out the three jars of wine and placed them on the side.
Time passed slowly like this. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Although the rainy season hadn't ended, it had lessened a lot. There would even be a short period of time every day when the sky would clear up and the rain would stop.
In this village, Wang Lin was very popular. Everyone seemed to have accepted this quiet neighbor who was very forthright when he drank. They also accepted his identity as a doctor. Many elders in the village and villagers with chronic diseases had all witnessed Wang Lin's medical skills.
They also accepted the exquisite wood carvings and learned of Wang Lin's identity as a carpenter outside of being a doctor.
If time continued to pass and he forgot about the crisis with Tuo Sen, the life and death of cultivation, and the deception of life, then this kind of life was something Wang Lin looked forward to.
He liked this kind of peace, he liked the peaceful atmosphere of the village.
However, Wang Lin understood that this kind of life was like a short sunny day during the rainy season; it would soon disappear.
The cultivators of the Origin Sect arrived at the northern part of the continent of Mo Luo. After searching again and again, they picked out mortals with talent. There were youths and middle-aged mortals among them.
As for the white-haired old man, they had looked for him, but there was no one with talent. Even if there was, given his age, there wouldn't be any results until he died.
On this day, a cultivator also arrived at the North Water Village. This cultivator looked less than 20 years old, but he was already at the Foundation Establishment Realm. At his age, this kind of cultivation was enough for him to become an outstanding talent among the younger generation.
This cultivator's attitude was cold, and the moment he arrived at the North Water Village, the villagers trembled in fear. They all walked out of their houses and trembled in the rain. All mortals on the continent of Mo Luo knew about cultivators. They also knew that if this cultivator became angry, it would only take an instant for him to slaughter all of them. Zhao Yu frowned as he looked at all the mortals in the village.
Zhao Yu frowned and looked at all the mortals in the small village in front of him. The rainwater bounced off three inches above his head, keeping his clothes clean.
As for the villagers in front of him, they allowed the rain to soak their clothes. It stuck to their bodies and emitted a bone-chilling cold. Cheng Ren was still fine, but the children were trembling violently and hugging their parents tightly.
They had been standing here for almost one incense stick of time, but the cultivator before them still hadn't spoken.
The burly man who had taken in Wang Lin said in a trembling voice, "Exalted … Exalted Immortal, this rain is cold, and the children's bodies are weak. I'm afraid they can't withstand it. How about …" His little daughter was already pale from the cold.
However, before he could finish speaking, there was a flash of coldness in Zhao Yu's eyes, causing the burly man to swallow his words.
Zhao Yu let out a cold snort and coldly said, "If little Xiao Yu can't withstand the cold, how can she become a cultivator?"
His cold snort contained a trace of cultivation. This caused the villagers to feel as if there was thunder echoing in their ears, and their faces turned pale.
Wang Lin stood in the crowd with a gloomy expression. He walked out from the crowd and walked toward Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu was startled and was about to scold him, but his eyes were filled with confusion. His gaze moved from Wang Lin to the villagers and he calmly said, "All of you can go back."
The villagers were startled, but they quickly carried their children and returned to their rooms. They didn't notice that before they left, Wang Lin casually waved his right hand. An invisible heat flowed into every villager's body and expelled all the coldness from their bodies.
In the rainy night, Wang Lin walked in front and Zhao Yu followed behind. His expression was no longer confused, but it was as if he had lost his soul.
The Origin Sect's operation this time lasted for nearly a month. They took away a total of 31 mortals from the northern part of Mo Luo. 17 of them were youths and the rest were youths.
These people were all sent to the Origin Sect's mountain in the eastern part of Mo Luo and settled down in the basin of the mountain range.
The four great elders of the Origin Sect attached great importance to these 31 people. They split them up and took them into their own sects.
Among the seven people chosen by the only female elder, Lu Yanfei, was Ceng Niu from the North Water Village.