The person the old man pointed at was an old woman. Her eyes were a bit dim as she stared at the old man and said in a hoarse voice, "Senior's cultivation may be heavenly, but my White Cloud Sect is not a sect you can point fingers at!"
The old man muttered a few words and impatiently took out a dirty storage bag from his bosom. After rummaging through it for a long time, he took out a black wooden plate. There were still some oil stains and vegetable leaves on the plate. He casually threw it to the old woman and it was caught by her hand.
After the old woman saw the token, her expression immediately changed and she cried out, "Ancestral Spirit Token!"
The middle aged scholar immediately took the token and cast a spell on it. Suddenly, the token shined with a rainbow light that lingered for a long time. The middle aged scholar let out a bitter smile and respectfully said to the old man, "Since senior has the ancestral spirit token, we will follow your orders. However, senior, are you sure you want to use this ancestral spirit token to exchange for my White Cloud Sect's Soul Formation cultivator helping your disciple comprehend the domain?"
The old man proudly glanced at Wang Lin and snorted at the middle aged scholar. He said, "Nonsense, hurry up. You, come out!" As he spoke, he pointed at the old woman.
The old woman was silent for a bit and respectfully nodded. She walked out a few steps with a complicated look in her eyes. She looked at Wang Lin and said, "You have a good master. Back when I was at the Soul Formation stage, if I had the chance to comprehend the domain, I would have taken fewer detours. Ai!"
As she spoke, she opened her mouth and spat out a pink spiritual energy. After this spiritual energy appeared, the surroundings immediately filled with a fragrant smell.
At the same time, the pink spiritual energy moved like an arrow. When it was three inches away from Wang Lin, it suddenly turned into a pink mist and wrapped around Wang Lin.
"You can slowly comprehend this old woman's domain!"
Within the pink mist, Wang Lin suddenly felt a warm feeling. The spiritual energy and nascent soul in his body slowly revealed a hint of laziness under this warm feeling.
It was as if all the killing and even the determination to reach the Soul Formation stage had become ethereal at this moment. Under this feeling, Wang Lin even felt a bit drowsy.
It was as if everything in the world had become dispensable.
But at this moment, a ball of baleful qi suddenly flew out of his bag of holding and entered Wang Lin's body in a flash.
Immediately after, an intense murderous aura washed over Wang Lin like a bucket of cold water. The moment he woke up, the murderous aura filled his entire body.
The old woman exclaimed in surprise. She waved her right hand and withdrew the pink spiritual energy.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. If it weren't for the baleful qi ball, he would have been completely immersed in his opponent's intent realm. This feeling was extremely frightening. Towards a Soul Transformation cultivator, aside from his original fear, he now had an additional sense of caution.
The old woman glanced at Wang Lin, then stepped back without saying another word.
At this moment, the old man glanced around and his eyes landed on an old man in a green robe who was standing in the distance. His eyes lit up and he laughed, "You, come here. Your state of mind is a bit special. After you understand it, we will leave and not disturb you anymore."
The old man raised his head and didn't even look at Wang Lin. He calmly said, "He won't be able to withstand my domain!"
The old man raised his brow and waved his hand. "Bullshit, with me here, even if your White Cloud Sect's Old Daoist Bai Yun personally comes, I can still handle him!" With that, he sneakily glanced at the depths of the White Cloud Sect.
The old man didn't say anything more and slapped his forehead. A black hole appeared between his eyebrows and a flying sword the size of a palm flew out. It turned into a bolt of lightning and instantly arrived before Wang Lin.
Its speed was simply unstoppable. Wang Lin's expression was a bit ugly. If he opened the restriction flag, he might be able to stop it for a bit, but in the end, he wouldn't be able to delay it for too long.
However, Wang Lin wasn't afraid at all. Although he couldn't resist, if he were to use the divine retribution thread, no matter how powerful these Soul Formation cultivators were, they would have to be wary of him.
For example, if Wang Lin summoned the divine retribution, the opponent would definitely stop the flying sword. Otherwise, it would be a mutual destruction.
When the flying sword was still one meter away from Wang Lin, a murderous aura rushed toward him. Within this murderous aura, there was also a strange domain!
This domain was very different from the previous two; it was as if it contained the might of the heavens. Wang Lin immediately felt the spiritual force in his body show signs of weakening. If his spiritual force was described as having life force, then under the opponent's domain, his life force was quickly flowing away.
This strange domain caused Wang Lin's expression to change greatly. This domain was only used on spiritual force. If it could be used on lifespan, then it would be heaven-defying.
The green-robed cultivator's expression was calm as he waved his right hand. The flying sword returned to the old man's side and disappeared between his eyebrows. He slowly said, "The Old Man's domain is the passing of time!"
The old man's eyes narrowed as he looked at the green-robed cultivator. He felt that the fluctuations coming from the green-robed cultivator's body were a bit strange, but he didn't expect the green-robed cultivator's domain to be the passing of time!
He took a deep breath and the dirty expression on his face disappeared. At this moment, he looked very dignified. Although his skinny face was a bit dirty, it couldn't hide his noble aura at all.
Wang Lin suddenly had the feeling that this old man had become a completely different person. If someone told Wang Lin that this old man was a cultivator from Rosefinch, he wouldn't doubt it too much.
"What a good Soul Formation domain. If you can reach the Ascendant stage in your life, then the power of this domain will be heaven-defying!
You guys take the ancestral spirit, goodbye! "
The old man took a deep breath and arrived next to Wang Lin. He grabbed him and the two of them disappeared. When they reappeared, they were in a remote area of the capital.
After the two of them reappeared, the old man was breathing heavily and his face was pale. However, he still revealed a proud expression and occasionally looked at Wang Lin. It was obvious he was waiting for Wang Lin to praise him.
At this moment, he no longer had the demeanor of a cultivator from before. Wang Lin helplessly took off his straw hat, threw it into his bag of holding, and said, "Senior's power is amazing. This is the first time junior has seen something like this. I admire you, admire you!"
The old man rolled his eyes and said with dissatisfaction, "Is that all you can say?"
Wang Lin pondered and wryly smiled. He had never said anything flattering in his life. After thinking for a while, he really didn't know where to start.
The old man was breathing heavily. He waved his hand and said, "That's enough. You have finished comprehending your domain. You can go back. Remember to quickly reach the Soul Formation stage so you can carve for me."
With that, he turned around to leave.
Wang Lin pondered a little. Seeing that the old man was about to leave, he asked, "Senior, what is that ancestral spirit token?"
The old man turned around and looked at Wang Lin. He proudly smiled and said, "That broken thing is nothing. I have a lot of them here!"
With that, he took out a large pile of tokens and continued, "This is the Heaven's Escape Sect's, this is the Spirit Fog Sect's, this is the rank 4 cultivation country's Giant Demon Clan's, this is the rank 5 cultivation country's …"
Wang Lin stared dumbfoundedly at the old man introducing the tokens one by one. The pride in the old man's eyes became even stronger. It was as if the tokens in his hand were his favorite toys.
Finally, the old man waved his right hand and took out a blank token. He said, "In addition to these, I'll make a token for any sect you want. Hehe, this old man has sold countless of these things over the years. Go ask around. My reputation is very good. Do you want to buy one?
How about the White Cloud Sect's head token? "
Wang Lin pondered. He looked at the old man and left.
The old man shouted at the back for a long time. Finally, he muttered a few words and put away the tokens one by one. He said, "These things are my stock. Hmph, you don't know what's good for you. I won't sell them to you!"
Wang Lin walked straight back to the shop and sat down cross legged next to the stove. The surroundings were completely silent. In this silent environment, the different domains of the three Spirit Severing cultivators flashed through his mind. Slowly, he completely immersed himself in comprehending them.
The middle-aged man's emotionless domain, the old woman's comfortable domain, and the old man's time domain all echoed in Wang Lin's mind. Wang Lin gradually gained a hint of understanding. These domains were naturally obtained from comprehending the heavens based on their different lives.
"So, what should my own domain be …" Wang Lin closed his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly felt a bit different. After a long time, Wang Lin opened his eyes. He picked up a wooden carving and began carving with his right hand.
Wood shavings flew out and the carving knife in his hand flowed like water. He didn't stop at all. Gradually, the figure of a person forming a seal with one hand appeared on the carving.
Wang Lin's eyes revealed a look of concentration. At this moment, nothing around him could affect Wang Lin's state of mind. What he was thinking and what he was seeing was the middle-aged man's emotionless domain.
There were more and more wood shavings on the ground. The carving in Wang Lin's hand became faster and faster. In the end, there were so many afterimages. After a long time, Wang Lin's right hand suddenly stopped. The carving knife in his hand broke in half. The broken knife let out a bright light as it spun and stabbed into a nearby shelf, making a buzzing sound.
Wang Lin didn't pay any attention to any of this as he stared at the wood carving in his hand. The carving had already taken shape. The middle-aged scholar's right hand formed a seal and a ruthless aura surrounded his body. However, this aura wasn't released; it was all contained within his body.
Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes. After comprehending for a long time, he gently placed the carving of the middle-aged man on the ground.
"It's still a bit lacking …" Wang Lin muttered to himself.
"There's still one more chapter at night. I'm writing now.