That was almost him!
The young man who wrote the poem and drank the wine looked exactly the same as Wang Lin!!
The only difference was the marks of time. Although Wang Lin looked young, he was actually more than 2,000 years old. His body naturally gave off the smell of time.
However, this young man who was drinking wine was filled with vitality. No matter how one looked at him, he was only a mortal in his thirties!
Wang Lin was startled as he watched the boat get closer. He watched the young man put down the wine cup and wipe the wine from the corner of his mouth.
"Good, Young Lord's poem is really extraordinary. In my opinion, this poem should only exist in the heavens and is rarely heard in the mortal world. Good, wonderful!"
There was a follower behind the young man. This follower looked to be around 40 years old. He had a look of admiration on his face as he shook his head.
"Nonsense, this is clearly a poem left behind by the ancients. Now that you mention it, it's as if I personally wrote it." The young man revealed a smile and picked up a fan from the table in front of him, pointing at the attendant.
The attendant chuckled and didn't seem to mind. He raised his head to look around and sighed. "Young Master, we don't have much silver left. Renting a boat on the river in Su City costs a lot. It's already been four days. Why don't we hurry to the capital …"
The young man shook his head. The person beside him refilled his wine cup and took a sip. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped and his gaze fell on the bridge.
Wang Lin stood on the bridge and silently locked gazes with the young man for a moment.
The young man's body trembled and his expression immediately changed. His eyes were filled with surprise as he gently put down the wine cup and stood up. He clasped his hands at Wang Lin and said, "Brother, do you have time to come over and drink with me?"
Wang Lin's trembling gradually calmed down. His eyes revealed a strange light as he stepped forward. He was like a leaf blown by the wind and gently landed on the boat.
The eyes of the 40 year old follower beside the young man bulged and he stared at Wang Lin in disbelief. He was not only shocked by Wang Lin's actions, but also because Wang Lin looked almost the same as his young lord!
After landing on the boat, Wang Lin didn't speak and directly sat down across from the young man.
The young man carefully looked at Wang Lin. The more he looked, the more surprised he became. Wang Lin looked too similar to himself. He hesitated for a bit before sitting down and ordering his follower to prepare another wine set.
Not long after, the follower took out a clean wine cup and placed it on the table. He personally filled it up. As he poured the wine, his gaze was still on Wang Lin, and he was secretly amazed.
The young man had a smile on his face as he asked curiously, "Brother, you look very similar to me. I've met many people in the Lower Reaches, but I've never met someone who looks like you. May I ask what your name is? Could you tell me?"
Wang Lin didn't say anything. His eyes were still filled with contemplation as he picked up the wine cup and drank it all by himself.
Seeing that Wang Lin didn't reply, the young man didn't mind. He personally picked up the wine jug and poured another cup for Wang Lin.
The sound of the flowing water could be heard. Gradually, the boat followed the river and crossed the stone bridge. It slowly rowed into the distance. The song and dance continued on the boat, but the people watching were silent the entire time.
Wang Lin drank cup after cup of wine. The contemplation and contemplation in his eyes turned into chaotic thoughts that stirred up his mind. This made the wine he drank feel tasteless.
"What exactly is going on … Why did this kind of person appear in the Human Trial … Not only does this person look like me, but even his soul is …" Wang Lin frowned and drank another cup of wine.
The young man still had a smile on his face and didn't say anything. However, the follower beside him curled his lips and began to think in his heart.
"This is Su City's Osmanthus Old Wine. It's very expensive …"
Gradually, night fell. A cold wind blew across the river and swept across the boat. The dancers at the bow had already left, leaving only Wang Lin, the young man, and his follower.
The moonlight slowly spread across the land and shined on the river. As the wind blew, the surface of the water sparkled. It was very beautiful.
The follower's expression was already impatient. Occasionally, he would look up at the sky. Not long after, he couldn't help but bend down and pull on the young man's clothes. He gave the young man a look.
The young man shook his head with a smile and ignored him.
The follower bitterly smiled and whispered, "Young master, if we continue to row, we'll have to pay more for the boat … And this wine, we're almost out …"
"Drink mine."
The contemplation in Wang Lin's eyes gradually disappeared. He waved his right hand and took out a wine jug. This wine jug wasn't dragon blood, but it wasn't ordinary wine either. If a mortal drank it, it could prolong their life and increase their intelligence.
Seeing that Wang Lin had somehow taken out a wine jug, the follower's eyes almost popped out of their sockets again. He revealed a look of shock, but he didn't dare to urge his young master anymore.
After pouring himself a cup, Wang Lin placed the wine jug on the table. After taking a sip, he looked up at the sky and suddenly said, "This is the State of Zhao, right …"
The young man was also shocked by Wang Lin taking out the wine jug. After a long time, he took a deep breath and nodded his head.
"Senior is … is an immortal?"
"You grew up in a mountain village. Your father is Wang Tianshui, the second oldest in the family. He is a carpenter … your mother is Zhou Yingsu, a member of the Zhou family. She studied in a private school for a few years. She was the one who taught you how to read and write …" Wang Lin held the wine jug and whispered to himself.
These words were like thunder in the young man's ears. He stood there in a daze.
Wang Lin let out a long sigh and put down the wine jug. He looked at the young man with a complicated expression and softly said, "The life you have chosen, just continue on …"
With that, Wang Lin stood up and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The blur before him disappeared completely and everything became clear.
He took a step towards the river and soared into the sky, gradually disappearing into the distance.
On the boat, the servant's body trembled and he collapsed to the side. His eyes were filled with fear as he stared dumbfoundedly at Wang Lin's disappearing figure. His voice trembled as he said, "Really … really an immortal … Young Noble, really an immortal. Young Noble, your dream was real!!"
The young man stared at the sky, and after a long time, he let out a long breath. He looked at the wine jug on the table and his eyes were filled with confusion.
Wang Lin floated in the sky and looked at the earth below him. He was very familiar with the appearance of this earth. This place was clearly the same as the State of Zhao and Suzaku.
"I entered this Human Trial with my soul. I originally thought it would be the same as the trial on planet Tian Yun, but I didn't expect it to be the trial on my heart …"
Wang Lin let out a sigh and revealed a complicated expression.
"Am I tired of cultivation … Otherwise, why would I create an ethereal soul that walked out of another life …" Wang Lin silently pondered.
"Compared to the trial on planet Tian Yun, this time I clearly understand my own existence. I know that all of this is an illusion, I know that I entered with my soul, and I also know my purpose here … I want to light the Human Incense Stick …" Wang Lin raised his head with an indescribable sense of melancholy. When he saw the world blur, he understood where the Human Incense Stick was and how to light it.
If he wanted to, he could light the first incense stick right now.
"However, before I light the incense stick, I want to take one more look … at them … and her …" Wang Lin's eyes revealed a trace of loneliness and sorrow. He knew that all of this was fake, that it was all an illusion formed by his soul, but he couldn't help but treat it all as real. He wanted to take one more look at the one that no one could touch … her.
"Just one look and I'll light the Human Incense Stick …" Wang Lin took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.
On the Great Emperor Planet, the gazes of the tens of thousands of people gathered on the back of the giant tortoise and the motionless figure that placed his hand on the first incense stick.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the figure's long hair and clothes to flutter.
Old Rosefinch's eyes revealed a hint of anxiety as he looked at the figure, and the anxiety in his eyes became even stronger.
"How can he be so slow … With this child's cultivation level, he should have finished lighting the first incense stick a long time ago. I originally expected him to light it for half an hour at most and come out in one breath.
Now it has been almost two hours, which is equivalent to more than half a day inside. Could it be that after thousands of years of cultivation, this child still isn't willing to see through it and has returned to his homeland? "
Master Simo revealed a faint sneer as he stared at the figure under the incense stick and thought, "This is only the first incense stick and he is already showing signs of weakness. This little bastard can't pass the trial. Once he doesn't pass, even the first Young Emperor will lose face before all these cultivators …"
Grandmaster Yun Luo frowned and her right hand, hidden in her sleeve, formed seals even faster. It was as if she had reached a critical moment in her divination.
Just at this moment, old Rosefinch's eyes narrowed as he stared at the figure under the incense stick. Not only him, but most of the cultivators here clearly saw two lines of crystal tears slowly flow down from the figure's eyes.
Dao Master Blue Dream's gaze fell on the tears and he muttered to himself, "The soul returns to its homeland … If the soul is sad, it will return to the body. Tears of sorrow flow down … What a good Human Trial …"
Inside the Human Trial, Wang Lin stood at the foot of the Heng Yue Mountain. He looked at the mountain village before him and then turned to leave. Tears flowed down from his eyes.
Country of Hou Fen, Luo He Sect.
In the pill room at the back of the mountain, a young girl in the prime of her youth frowned. She stared at the black smoke emitting from the pill furnace and the frowning middle-aged woman next to it. She said in a low voice, "Master, Wan 'er didn't succeed again …"
"Alright, alright, you're always this pitiful. Go to the Medicine Peak and pick some Water Moon Grass for me. I'll see if I can refine this pill again." The middle-aged woman glared at the young girl.
The girl looked very cute as she stuck out her tongue and ran out of the pill room with a smile.