Wang Lin looked at the horse. The horse was unusually handsome, and its eyes seemed to have intelligence. When Wang Lin stroked it with his right hand, the horse actually squinted its eyes and revealed a comfortable expression.
This scene stunned Lv Xing. This was the first time he saw a horse having an expression.
Wang Lin pressed the horse's body with his left hand and lightly flipped onto the horse's back.
Lu Xing hurriedly followed behind. He chatted with Wang Lin while occasionally glancing at the carriage.
Wang Lin rode on the horse and looked around at the mortals. A feeling that he hadn't felt for a long time slowly appeared in his heart. At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body actually began to circulate on its own. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be attracted and quickly surged towards him.
If there was a powerful cultivator here, they would be shocked to find that there was a thick layer of red mist around Wang Lin's body. This aura was extremely dense, but it didn't leak out. Instead, it condensed around Wang Lin's body and didn't dissipate for a long time.
Not to mention mortals, even most cultivators wouldn't be able to see this red mist. It was the murderous aura that Wang Lin had accumulated over the past 400 years of killing countless people. This murderous aura gradually turned into a vicious aura. Finally, as he killed more people, it underwent a transformation and turned into a terrifying murderous aura!
Once this murderous aura could be used on its own, it would have the effect of subduing the enemy without fighting. Even when refining magic treasures, if a bit of it was mixed in, the power of the magic treasure would increase greatly.
A gentle breeze blew past and swept past Wang Lin's hair. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and his eyes flashed with an undetectable bright light.
He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be undergoing a wonderful change. Although this change was slight, it contained a mysterious power.
At this moment, a small portion of the red murderous aura around Wang Lin's body actually loosened and turned into strands of red energy. It drilled into Wang Lin's body and fused with his spiritual energy.
Gradually, as the caravan slowly moved forward, more and more spiritual energy appeared in the surroundings. Under such a large amount of spiritual energy, all the horses began to neigh.
Even the eyes of the mortal martial artists lit up. They didn't know why, but a warm aura rose in their bodies. This aura flowed through their bodies, making them feel extremely comfortable.
After a long time, the spiritual energy in Wang Lin's body gradually calmed down and the surrounding spiritual energy slowly dissipated. The mortal martial artists all woke up one by one. They all had strange expressions on their faces and whispered to each other. They were all astonished by what had just happened.
As the caravan moved forward, night fell. All the caravans circled around Wei and stopped at the side of the official road.
Some of the women stepped down from the carriages and began to prepare food. There were even some who would occasionally glance at Wang Lin, laughing and chatting with each other.
Actually, it was no wonder that these women were looking at Wang Lin. At this moment, Wang Lin was filled with an indescribable charm in their eyes. Although his appearance was ordinary, he had an elegant air about him.
Wang Lin leaned against a large tree and looked at the gradually darkening sky. His mood had never been this calm in the past 400 years.
The starry sky was bright and specks of light shined on the earth, but Wang Lin knew that every speck of light in the starry sky was actually a planet.
This was the inheritance from the ancient god's memories. In his memories, before Tu Si crossed the starry sky, he would often look at the sky like this.
The calmness in his heart caused the spiritual energy around Wang Lin to slowly gather again. However, at this moment, Wang Lin wasn't paying attention to his spiritual energy. This was the first time he felt the red substance around his body.
This red substance dissipated as his heart calmed down. Wang Lin pondered a bit. He knew that if he continued to calm down like this, then after a few years, the red substance around his body would completely disappear.
Wang Lin had sensed this red substance before, but this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes. He knew that this was caused by his 400 years of killing. Although dissipating this substance might be helpful for reaching the Soul Formation stage, Wang Lin felt it was a bit of a pity.
He pondered for a bit. With a thought, the red substance around his body suddenly boiled and slowly condensed. However, after it shrank by 10%, it couldn't condense again no matter what.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. Just as he was about to try again, his expression changed. He looked at the direction of the women in the distance and saw a young girl in her twenties wearing a red floral dress. She was holding bacon and a wine jug in her hand as she slowly walked towards him.
A fragrance wafted into Wang Lin's face. She quickly arrived and placed the food on the side. She curiously looked at Wang Lin and said, "Thank you."
This girl was the maid that sat in the carriage with the young lady earlier. Wang Lin faintly smiled as he picked up the jug of wine. He scanned it with his divine sense and saw what was inside. Then he took a sip.
A spicy feeling suddenly rose from his stomach. In the past 400 years, this was one of the few times Wang Lin drank wine. He clearly remembered that before he started cultivating, his father would only take out the wine when his fourth uncle came home.
Every time that happened, Wang Lin would secretly take a sip or two. Then he would blush and look at his father and fourth uncle with a silly smile.
With a sense of melancholy, Wang Lin took another big gulp.
The girl opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but at this moment, someone called her from not far away. The girl responded, looked at Wang Lin with her big beautiful eyes, then turned around and walked away.
With Wang Lin's cultivation level, he had already reached the stage where he didn't need to eat, so mortal food was no longer attractive to him. The bacon was still there, and he didn't touch it at all. However, this wine stirred up a bit of his mood, so he drank it until he finished the entire jug.
That night, the guards of the carriages lit up a bonfire. Bursts of laughter came from them and entered Wang Lin's ears. His mouth gradually curved into a smile.
There were even some men who became more courageous after drinking the wine. They ran to some of the women and gently talked about courtship.
Seeing this scene, Wang Lin's mind unconsciously thought of Li Muwan.
At this moment, Lu Xing came to Wang Lin's side with two jugs of wine. After handing over a jug, he sat beside Wang Lin and said with a smile, "Little brother, that leaf of yours is indeed magical. My young mistress is much better now. Come, let me toast you!"
As he spoke, he tilted the jug and filled the cup. However, he realized that Wang Lin didn't even need a cup. Instead, he directly took a big gulp from the jug. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed and drank the wine in the cup. After that, he copied Wang Lin and took a big gulp from the jug.
"Didn't you say that the maidservant was sick? Why is it the young mistress now?" Wang Lin looked at the man in front of him with a faint smile.
Lu Xing's face blushed as he awkwardly slapped his thigh and said, "Little brother, it's my fault. How about this, when we arrive at the capital, if you encounter any trouble, come to the Tiannan shop to look for me. As long as it's within my capabilities, I won't hesitate!"
Wang Lin smiled and didn't say anything else. He slowly savored the taste of the wine.
Lu Xing glanced at the empty jug on the ground, then at the empty jug in Wang Lin's hand. His eyes lit up as he smiled and said, "Little brother, you have a great capacity for alcohol. The night is long, and it's boring to sit around. Why don't you go and have a drink with some of my brothers?"
Wang Lin subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he smiled and nodded.
Following Lu Xing to the bonfire, he saw a few men around the bonfire talking and laughing loudly, talking about the interesting things they had seen in the past. Lu Xing stepped forward and kicked one of the men who was talking excitedly. He jokingly scolded, "Wang Laowu, I've heard you talk about Little Taohong of the Blue Powder House countless times. Isn't it because she serves you well? Forget it, when we get back, I'll pay her a visit and see if you're bragging."
The man surnamed Wang moved to the side to make room for two seats. He smiled and said, "Go, you're fast. I'll go when you're done."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding men laughed. Lu Xing jokingly scolded a few times and sat down. Wang Lin casually sat on a seat and looked at the mortals in front of him. He sighed in his heart. Although these people's lives were extremely fragile, and it wasn't an exaggeration to say that he could kill them thousands of times with just a breath, the happiness of these people was far from what he could compare.
That night, Wang Lin drank a lot of wine. Although he didn't speak much, the men gradually became familiar with him, laughing and drinking with each other.
Later, some bold and forthright women also joined in. Among them, the maid who delivered food to Wang Lin was among them. However, she sat beside Wang Lin, and her beautiful eyes were often on Wang Lin. Under the light of the bonfire, her eyes flashed brightly. No one knew what she was thinking.
It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that they all fell asleep.
The women returned to the carriages and slept with their clothes on.
Aside from the guards in the distance, the entire caravan was silent. Although the crackling sound of wood burning could be heard from the bonfire, it didn't affect sleep. Instead, it seemed to have some kind of magical effect that made people sleep more soundly.
Wang Lin stood up and walked to a tree not far away. He sat down and leaned against it. His heart was filled with a sense of peace. At that moment, he felt like he had forgotten that he was a cultivator and had truly become a mortal.
At this moment, he closed his eyes and was pleasantly surprised to find that his cultivation had broken through the early stage of Nascent Soul and reached the mid stage. Although he was at the peak of the early stage and could break through at any time, he didn't expect it to be this fast.
However, the red mist around his body had dissipated a bit. Wang Lin took a deep breath. He had a feeling that if he let the red mist dissipate, he would definitely regret it in the future. Therefore, his mind sank into it and began to condense again.
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