The Ancient Dao land, the valley hidden in the mountains, the deep pool in the plain, and the giant underground burial ground that had been built in an unknown era. These three places of great fortune were prepared by Xuan Luo for his disciple, for Wang Lin.
Wang Lin and Xuan Luo's figures were in the mountains. Outside the deep pool, the figure of the teacher and disciple still existed in the burial ground.
The deep pool in the plain contained a powerful slaughter aura. Wang Lin was immersed in cultivation for three months!
Xuan Luo had been guarding Wang Lin outside the pool. At the same time, he looked at his disciple and revealed a kind smile.
The walls of the valley were covered in runes, and each rune contained a restriction. Over time, this valley had slowly become a famous restriction valley in the Ancient Dao!
Ordinary people weren't allowed to enter. Hundreds of years ago, Xuan Luo had sealed this place and turned it into a place for his disciple to comprehend the restriction essence.
Wang Lin comprehended in this restriction valley for three months.
There was an extremely mysterious underground burial ground under the Ancient Dao Zang Province. However, what was buried here weren't corpses, but abandoned treasures. These treasures could no longer be used and had lost their value. However, in an unknown era, they had been buried here as if they were being held as a memorial.
Due to the existence of the treasures, this place was filled with the power of the five elements. As time passed, the power of the five elements became even denser and gradually began to give off the aura of the five elements.
Wang Lin also cultivated here for three months. Reluctantly, he decided not to absorb the five-element essence and left with Xuan Luo.
In the Auspicious Shi land, Wang Lin met the Ancient Shi's Grand Empyreans and cultivated in three different places in the 12 countries for five months.
In the Ancient Ji land, Wang Lin didn't meet the Ancient Ji's Grand Empyreans, but he went to several places in the 12 countries to comprehend for nearly half a year.
Time flew by. One and a half years had passed since Wang Lin and Xuan Luo left the Ancient Dao imperial city.
During this one and a half years, Wang Lin wasn't in any danger and didn't need to struggle for life and death. All he needed to do was absorb more essences and use the fastest speed to increase his cultivation level.
He didn't need to think too much, as his teacher, Xuan Luo, would take care of everything!
Wang Lin could feel that Xuan Luo truly regarded him as a direct disciple. He wasn't just being perfunctory or scheming against him. The gaze he looked at Wang Lin while he was cultivating was filled with warmth, as if he was at home.
Wang Lin hadn't felt this kind of feeling many times in his life, but the rarer it was, the more he cherished it. He cherished this time, cherished Xuan Luo's kindness to him as a teacher, and cherished this rare joy in his life.
In his heart, he wanted this kind of time to continue. Even when he endured before the Ancient Dao Temple and faced the pressure of the Ancient Dao Emperor, Wang Lin didn't even need to think about it.
"Teacher is so hostile to me … I must protect the Ancient Dao …" Wang Lin muttered in his heart once more.
He valued kindness and relationships. Xuan Luo had shown him kindness in the cave world and the Ancient clan had shown him kindness as a teacher. He had seen all of this and remembered it in his heart.
He didn't want to disappoint Xuan Luo.
The one and a half year outside ended on this day. When the two of them had left their mark in many places across the three ancient clans, Xuan Luo brought Wang Lin to Mount Gu Dao!
Mount Gu Dao was the border between the three ancient clans and the place where Grand Empyrean Gu Dao lived!
This mountain was also called the Holy Mountain, the holy land. All of this was because of Grand Empyrean Jidao.
At the foot of Mount Jidao, even Xuan Luo revealed a respectful expression. He didn't fly up but brought Wang Lin up the steps at the foot of the Holy Mountain like a mortal.
These steps led to the sky. From afar, it was covered in clouds and it was impossible to see the end. However, one could vaguely see a vague outline and an invisible sense of majesty shrouded the area.
At the foot of the mountain, Xuan Luo walked in front. He looked back at Wang Lin with a kind gaze and said, "If Grand Empyrean Gu Dao sees you, remember to be respectful. Grand Empyrean Gu Dao is a senior, so even if Teacher sees him, I have to bow."
"Teacher, rest assured, Disciple understands."
Wang Lin's expression was solemn, but his heart felt warm. Along the way, Xuan Luo had warned him like this many times. He was like an old man who didn't want his nephew to make any mistakes, even though Xuan Luo looked like a young man and wasn't much different from Wang Lin.
"Grand Empyrean Gu Dao is a senior from the same generation as the Ancient Ancestor and is the guardian of my Ji clan. Without him, I fear my Ji clan would have been annexed by the celestial clan and would no longer exist." Xuan Luo looked up at the top of Mount Gu Dao with respect from the bottom of his heart.
"When Disciple was in the celestial clan, I read about Grand Empyrean Jidao in some ancient records. It said that Grand Empyrean Gu Dao's cultivation level had surpassed that of a Grand Empyrean and was the only person to have killed multiple Grand Empyreans of the same level.
"Disciple respects such a powerful person a lot," Wang Lin said softly as he walked up the steps. His gaze fell on the top of Mount Gu Dao.
"Teacher can't guess Grand Empyrean Gu Dao's true cultivation level, but before him, Teacher felt like a mortal …" Xuan Luo shook his head and let out a sigh.
"Aside from Grand Empyreans, Senior Jidao doesn't casually summon members of the Ancient clan. Only when the Ancient Emperor of each generation is chosen will they be summoned here to receive the blessing." Xuan Luo silently walked up the steps, but he felt a bit uneasy.
"I wonder if Grand Empyrean Gu Dao will meet me when I bring Wang Lin here. Back then, I told Grand Empyrean Gu Dao that Wang Lin had obtained 10 drops of Ancient Ancestor Blood and that the 10th drop was soul blood. I believe Grand Empyrean Gu Dao will meet my disciple." Xuan Luo silently pondered along the way. The closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more uneasy he felt.
"If Grand Empyrean Gu Dao summons Wang Lin, then everything will go smoothly for Wang Lin to protect the Dao Ji clan. With Grand Empyrean Gu Dao confirming his identity, Wang Lin will immediately become aloof in the Dao Ji clan. Even if Ye Dao was jealous, he wouldn't dare to say too much before Wang Lin.
"But if Grand Empyrean Gu Dao doesn't summon him …" Xuan Luo let out a sigh. In truth, he had brought Wang Lin here because he was risking Grand Empyrean Jidao's displeasure. He had brought Wang Lin here without being summoned.
Everything he did was for the Ancient Dao. He also did this so that his disciples wouldn't be humiliated and would protect the Ancient Dao.
On one side was the clan he had protected his entire life, and on the other side was his only disciple that he was very satisfied with. He wanted to do his best to maintain a balance between the two sides.
Wang Lin followed behind Xuan Luo and looked at Xuan Luo's back. Although Xuan Luo's back wasn't tall, it gave Wang Lin a rare sense of warmth. This warmth had accompanied him for one and a half years.
"I don't have any sense of belonging to the Ji clan. The reason I came here is for Teacher Xuan Luo. The reason I want to protect the Ancient Dao is also for Teacher Xuan Luo …" Wang Lin silently walked.
The two of them walked silently as if they had merged with the silence of Mount Gu Dao. When they reached the peak of the mountain, Wang Lin saw a tall tower!
"This tower has nine floors and is surrounded by four giant pillars with chains connected to the top of the tower. There are also many bells hanging from the chains. When Wang Lin and Xuan Luo arrived, it was as if a gust of wind had passed by, causing the bells to shake and produce crisp tinkling sounds.
This voice was very pleasing to the ear. When it entered one's mind, it could get rid of all distracting thoughts and make one's thoughts clear. Even the Ji Tribe's power in one's body started to quickly circulate.
Standing here, Wang Lin's face was slightly pale. He clearly felt that his cultivation was being suppressed. Only his ancient power was not suppressed, but it gave off a sense of vitality.
The suppression of his cultivation and essences made Wang Lin feel like he was carrying several mountains on his back. He felt like he couldn't breathe, but he clenched his teeth and stood behind Xuan Luo.
Four people were sitting cross-legged on the four huge pillars. These four people were all middle-aged. Their bodies were skinny and they wore grey clothes. Their clothes fluttered in the wind, but their eyes were still closed and had not opened.
It was as if even Xuan Luo's arrival couldn't make the four of them open their eyes.
Wang Lin's face was pale, but his gaze swept past the four of them. He was slightly surprised. To him, the four of them looked like mortals without any trace of the power of the Ji clan.
"Junior Xuan Luo requests an audience with Grand Empyrean Jidao." Xuan Luo clasped his hands and bowed toward the tower.
Wang Lin also clasped his hands and bowed.
The surroundings were completely silent, and only the crisp sound of the wind blowing the bells echoed. The sound seemed to contain a strange force that suppressed Wang Lin's essence and cultivation even more. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
After a long time, the door to the first floor of the tower silently opened and a person walked out. This person was a bald young man wearing a grey robe. After he walked out, he bowed at Xuan Luo.
"The Ancient Lord is currently on a mental journey. I ask Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo to wait for a moment." The young man's expression was calm and his attitude was respectful.
"No problem, I'll wait here." Xuan Luo didn't mind at all and nodded with a smile.
The young man looked at Wang Lin before withdrawing his gaze. He bowed at Xuan Luo again and retreated into the tower. The door slowly closed.
Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, three days went by. During these three days, Xuan Luo still stood there with no trace of impatience and respect.
Wang Lin stood behind Xuan Luo. These three days were like three years, like 300 years!
This was because the sound of the bells was still there. The sound entered Wang Lin's body as if it was going to melt his celestial cultivation and essence.
It was as if it was forcing him to scatter his essence and cultivation so that only the power of the Ji clan remained in his body. The drop of Soul Blood hidden in his body would fuse with his blood.