The rainy season lasted for several months, and it seemed as if it would never end. It never stopped, and the patter of raindrops and the dark clouds that filled the sky always pressed down on the hearts of the Gui Yuan Sect disciples, and they were powerless to disperse it.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin had been in the Origin Sect for 10 days.
Xu Yun had long returned from her teacher's place. She had secretly investigated the 31 mortals from the north, but in the end, she found nothing.
As for Wang Lin, she had also observed him, but she didn't find anything.
Even her teacher, Lu Yanfei, placed great importance on this matter. She personally used spells to try to find some clues, but the result was the same.
The white-haired figure in Xu Yun's heart didn't dissipate over time. Instead, it became more and more profound.
Sometimes, when she woke up in the middle of the night, the white-haired figure and that graceful finger would appear before her eyes.
"Who the hell is he …" This question had been bothering Xu Yun.
On this afternoon, Xu Yun opened the door to her room. The rain splashed on the roof, and a few drops landed on her face. She frowned and raised her jade-like hand to wipe the raindrops off her face. She looked delicate and charming as she walked out.
The rain seemed to fall on an invisible barrier when it was five feet away from her and flowed down.
While walking in the yard, Xu Yun looked at the various herbs around her. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the house Wang Lin was in.
The first person she suspected was Wang Lin!
However, during these past few days, this young man named Ceng Niu was like a real mortal, aside from his calmness and calmness.
Xu Yun didn't know why, but she subconsciously walked toward Wang Lin's house. She stood outside for a while before she opened the door.
"I let you come here to take care of the herbs. Have you done it once in the past few days?"
Xu Yun stared at Wang Lin, who was reading a wooden scroll. She didn't know why, but whenever she saw Wang Lin, her emotions fluctuated. She no longer had the calmness of an Illusory Yin cultivator.
Wang Lin put down the wooden scroll that he took from the Gui Yuan Sect's Ancient Records Pavilion. This wooden scroll wasn't an expensive one, but any new disciple could borrow it to read.
It contained the history of the continent of Mo Luo and a brief introduction of the Cloud Sea Star System.
These wooden slips were meant for the new disciples to better understand the Cultivation World and the Cloud Sea. This way, they would understand the principle that there would always be someone better than you, and that they would work even harder on their cultivation.
While looking at the wooden slip, Wang Lin did not completely focus on it. Instead, he was thinking about alchemy and spirit beasts.
Wang Lin calmly glanced at Xu Yun and slowly said, "Has any herb died?"
Sun Yun was stunned. This period of time, the herbs were even more verdant than before. Even some of the roots that had been prepared to give up before, had surprisingly survived in this period of time.
Wang Lin no longer spoke as he picked up the wooden slip and continued to read.
The more he acted like this, the more Xu Yun frowned. She walked into the room and a fragrance immediately filled the small room. Wang Lin was naturally familiar with this fragrance. When Xu Yun was cultivating, he had smelled this fragrance.
Xu Yun stared at Wang Lin and coldly said, "It has nothing to do with you that those herbs didn't die. It is because this place is rich in spiritual energy and most of the herbs are aquatic, so they can absorb origin energy from the rain during the rainy season."
"Oh."
Wang Lin casually nodded and didn't even look at Xu Yun. He flipped through the wooden slips in his hand and continued to read.
"Ceng Niu!" Seeing Wang Lin's attitude, Xu Yun's eyes widened.
Wang Lin frowned. He put down the wooden slip once more and coldly looked at Xu Yun.
Xu Yun was full of words and was about to reprimand him, but when she suddenly met Wang Lin's gaze, she subconsciously swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth and was startled.
"My job is to not let these herbs die. If there is nothing else, please don't disturb me." Wang Lin's voice was calm. After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Xu Yun again and picked up the wooden slip.
Under Wang Lin's gaze, Xu Yun's heart trembled for no reason.
"Is it him …"
Xu Yun was silent for a moment. She looked deeply at Wang Lin, bit her lower lip, and turned to leave the room.
Late at night, an oil lamp was lit on the table. Outside the window, it was completely dark. Only the sound of rain mixed with the rumbling of thunder could be heard.
The wind blew from the mountain range and landed on the Gui Yuan Sect in the basin, forming a series of whirlpools, and a faint whimper could be heard.
Wang Lin put down the wooden slip in his hand, closed his eyes, and pondered for a bit.
He was able to glean quite a few things from the wooden slip's general introduction. He also had a somewhat unclear understanding of the Cloud Sea. More importantly, he had gained some insight into alchemy through the jade slip he had read four days ago.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and raised his head. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the room and rush into the sky. It seemed like it could pierce through the rain and lightning as it looked directly at the sky above the Gui Yuan Sect.
It was the Daoist temple that was suspended in the air by eight huge stone pillars!
Inside the daoist temple, Wang Lin could clearly feel that there was a powerful aura surrounding it.
His body flickered and he disappeared from the room.
When he reappeared, he was on top of one of the stone pillars, outside the Daoist temple!
At this location, the wind and rain were extremely strong, and there was even the rumbling of Thunder.
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he pushed open the door of the Daoist temple and walked in.
This Daoist temple wasn't big. Aside from a few decorations, the most eye-catching thing was the giant spatial crack in the center. A purple light came out from the crack and covered the entire Daoist temple in a purple light.
Behind the spatial crack was a shelf with fluctuations of restrictions on it. There were three items on the shelf.
A longsword, a jade slip, and a pill.
The moment Wang Lin stepped into the Daoist temple, the purple light from the spatial crack became even denser. A giant python's head popped out from the crack and stared at Wang Lin.
This python's body was purple and black, and its eyes were purple. Anyone who was looked at by this gaze would feel their mind tremble, but it had no effect on Wang Lin.
Without even looking at the Purple Eyed Python, Wang Lin walked past it. The Purple Eyed Python let out a roar, but its eyes were filled with fear. It quickly retreated and allowed Wang Lin to walk past it, but it didn't attack.
In truth, Wang Lin had already come here four days ago. If this Purple Eyed Python was at the Nirvana Scryer stage, it could fight against a late stage Nirvana Scryer cultivator. However, in Wang Lin's eyes, it was very easy to kill it.
There wasn't much fluctuation at all. He had almost killed this Purple Eyed Python four days ago, but considering that he would be staying at the Origin Sect for a while, it wouldn't be right to kill the sect's spirit beast the moment he arrived. That was why he had spared this Purple Eyed Python's life.
After arriving next to the shelf, he waved his right hand and all the restrictions on it disappeared. Wang Lin picked up the jade and began to read it once more. He had already read the jade four days ago. Wang Lin wasn't interested in the cultivation methods of the Origin Sect, but he was interested in the description of spirit beasts and alchemy.
After carefully reading it once more, Wang Lin began to ponder. He put down the jade and picked up the pill. This pill looked very ordinary. When he first saw it four days ago, he didn't notice anything wrong with it.
After four days of pondering and pondering the pill concocting instructions in the jade slip, he had come all the way here for the sake of this medicinal pill.
"According to the jade, the spirit beasts in the Cloud Sea have a rank of Shi San. Pills refined with the soul of spirit beasts are also divided into ranks of Shi San … This is a rank 8 Soul Parting Pill that the Origin Sect ancestor left behind. Unfortunately, this is a trash pill without the soul of a rank 8 spirit beast!" Wang Lin's eyes revealed a look of pity.
After studying the contents of the jade for a few days, he had gradually grasped some of the details of alchemy in the Cloud Sea. He had come here again to verify if his guess was correct.
Looking at the pill in his hand, he was certain.
After letting out a sigh, Wang Lin put down the pill. He didn't take these three things that were obviously left behind by the Origin Sect ancestor. With Wang Lin's cultivation level, it was beneath him to do something that would destroy the sect.
He only needed to look at it to know!
"Right now I need to personally refine this pill using the method of alchemy in the Cloud Sea. My goal in the Cloud Sea is to increase my cultivation level as much as possible!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he made up his mind. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly looked up and his eyes revealed a strange light.
On the western edge of the continent of Mo Luo, there were flashes of lightning in the sky. Muffled rumbles echoed as if someone was bombarding the continent from the outside.
The continent of Mo Luo floated in the Cloud Sea, and there was a black tower that gave off a soft light that shrouded the entire continent. Aside from pushing back the fog a bit, the black tower also had a certain protective effect.
It not only protected the outer sect cultivators, but also the countless fierce beasts in the Cloud Sea!
In the Cloud Sea, beasts were divided into two types. Those that were tamed by cultivators were called spirit beasts, and those that roamed the fog and fought cultivators to the death were called fierce beasts!
At this moment, the protective light of the black tower on the western side of the continent of Mo Luo continued to distort and finally collapsed with an earth-shattering rumble!
The thunderous rumble suppressed the sound of Thunder and all the rain. It echoed across the continent of Mo Luo and clearly entered the Origin Sect!
A giant, black, tadpole-like spirit beast that was 1,000 feet tall slowly squeezed into the continent of Mo Luo as lightning flashed!
If it was just this spirit beast, it wouldn't be able to break the protection of the continent of Mo Luo. However, on its back, the arrogant old man slowly withdrew his right hand. There was a purple wind around his right hand.