Immortal Road.

Chapter 476: Fate Reincarnates, Ancient Painting Reappears

What Lin Shan said was not aimless, but he really has the ability to do it.

After all, there is a world of difference between a Jindan-stage cultivator and a Qi-training-stage cultivator. It is not impossible to use magic power to help forcibly break through the early bottleneck.

It's just that to some extent it's like forcing things to grow too fast, which may feel good in the short term for the lower-level juniors, but will do more harm than good in the long run.

In the practice of Taoism, one must cultivate Taoism step by step. The Qi training stage is when one's spiritual consciousness has just been transformed. The Qi training acupoints in the body are not particularly difficult to open. This is the only bottleneck stage where one can rely on one's own efforts to break through.

Even if you are not in a blessed place, but just stay in the wilderness or in a mortal city, you can still make progress through diligent practice. This is equivalent to giving beginners the initial difficulty to practice, so that they can progress step by step from low to high.

When it comes to the foundation-building stage, if you want to rely on clumsy methods to polish it, the difficulty will increase sharply.

Therefore, during the Qi training stage, disciples in the sect usually rely on their own efforts to make breakthroughs, and elders rarely offer help.

As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar. As you become more proficient, you will have the concept in your mind.

Of course, even if you eat spiritual objects and pills, there is always a process of experiencing breakthroughs. Using external spiritual energy to assist in breaking through the barriers is also valuable experience for your own breakthroughs in the future.

But if you force things to happen like Lin Shan did, it would be equivalent to missing out on a breakthrough experience, and you would be overwhelmed when you encounter the next bottleneck in the future.

And all of a sudden you have gone from being a mortal to the fourth level of Qi training, and your realm has reached the middle stage of Qi training. However, the spiritual power in your body still needs to be cultivated by yourself from the beginning.

It’s like building a reservoir. The pool has been dug and widened for you, but you need to fill the water inside with yourself.

Protector Jiang agreed without even thinking.

This old fellow certainly knows that he doesn't have much time. He is already over a hundred years old. How easy is it for him to become a foundation-building person and change his fate?

Anyway, his obsession in this life is to cultivate immortality, and he would die without regrets if he could experience the scenery of this level.

"Well, sit down and I'll start."

Lin Shan didn't even wait for him to be ready. He just casually notified him, raised his hand without any warning, and pressed it directly on his head.

Only a small part of the surging soul power in the body was mobilized, entering the Baihui acupoint along the crown of the head, opening up all the acupoints along the way, and destroying them with unstoppable force!

Protector Jiang was shaking all over, his eyes rolled back and twitched continuously, and white smoke began to spew out of all the pores in his body.

If the Great Elder Nightingale and Prince Chenliu who were standing by had not known in advance that this was an initiation, they would have thought it was some kind of evil skill!

The aura of Protector Jiang soared.

From the innate great perfection to the Qi training stage, and then to the first level of Qi training, the second level of Qi training, the third level of Qi training, breaking through the bottleneck, and the fourth level of Qi training!
Generally speaking, there is a classic step in breaking through the Qi training stage, which is hair removal and marrow cleansing.

It is also commonly known as "pooping through the pores".

It’s just that Dharma Protector Jiang himself is already in the state of innate great perfection, and he had already opened up his Ren and Du meridians. His own strength is no less than that of the third level of Qi training, so this breakthrough only resulted in white smoke coming out of his body.

It's the equivalent of "farting through the pores".

After the initiation was over, Lin Shan withdrew his hand. The great elder Nightingale behind him was very considerate and handed him a towel in time for him to wipe his hands.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Lin Shan nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this boy had the awareness of being a lackey. It was a pity that he was a bit old, otherwise he would be worth training.

When one reaches the level of Jindan Zhenren, one's vision and pattern will naturally be different from before.

In his opinion, qualifications are certainly important, but what kind of talents does the Xun Gu Sect in Lu State not have? Not to mention the huge Lujiang League!

The key is to be tactful and know how to handle things!
This is why bosses like to flatter and courteous employees.

Because there are so many people under him, there are many who can do the work, and the world is not short of talent! But the boss lacks the kind of lackeys who are easy to use.

Now that Lin Shan has become the leader of a sect, he naturally favors his younger brothers who can understand his meaning one step ahead without him saying anything.

At this time, Protector Jiang finally opened his eyes.

"Ah, comfortable~"

He broke through the realm all of a sudden and couldn't help but groan on the spot!

Lin Shan didn't pay any more attention to him. He looked at him deeply and turned away.

At that time, a young boy who had just celebrated his sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony and was venturing into the underworld on his own was brought into the Nightingale Killer Organization on a whim, and the gears of fate began to turn from then on.

Later, when he presented the precious sword, he obtained two books of innate skills, which was also the beginning of his wind spiritual root and his journey to immortality!
Now, he has come back to repay his debts and help Protector Jiang embark on the path to immortality.

One drink and one peck, it is destiny.

Fate comes again, just as it did in the beginning.

Protector Jiang couldn't wait to pick up the book "Xuanwei Bingjue" and studied the ancient seal characters on it eagerly. He didn't even bother to say goodbye to Lin Shan.

Chenliu Prince's Palace, above the Mingtang.

Leaving the Nightingale underground headquarters, the ground is filled with the royal team.

Although all the dignitaries in the capital knew that Prince Chenliu and the Nightingale Organization were in cahoots, they still had to cover it up and not let the killer organization tarnish the prince's reputation.

"My return to the capital this time is just a coincidence. I will leave soon. Don't tell anyone about me. Just pretend I have never been here."

"The younger generation will keep it in mind."

Great Elder Nightingale and Prince Chenliu were still a little reluctant. After all, they had finally established a ancestral relationship with a big shot, and no one would be willing to see it broken off like this.

"Senior, if there is anything in the Song Dynasty that requires us to run errands, please tell us. You will always be Nightingale's guest elder, and we will serve you wholeheartedly!"

"Yes, yes, the power of my palace and officialdom is enough to provide all kinds of intelligence."

These two people tried hard to prove their worth in the hope of gaining some benefits.

After all, mortals and worldly forces are of little use to immortal cultivators, and even if they want to build up a force on a whim, it is easy to do so.

As for a Jindan-stage expert like Lin Shan, there is absolutely no value in training him.

but
At this moment, a light suddenly flashed through Lin Shan's mind, and it seemed that it would be a good idea to make a casual move.

This earthly power is indeed useless, but collecting antiques seems to be a way to make some use of it.

Maybe after who knows how many years, when I come back one day, I will unexpectedly discover a wave of ancient charm, which will be a pleasant surprise.

"Well, that's just right. I have something to tell you. If you can satisfy me when you come back in the future, you will get benefits."

Lin Shan did not say too much in detail, for fear that other local immortal cultivation forces would notice something was wrong, so he simply told them directly that if they came across vintage antiques, they should take as many as they could, without being picky.

Of course, if you want the horse to run, you have to let it eat grass first. He is now extremely rich, and even a tiny bit of his net worth would be enough to blind the two men.

He left behind two storage bags, which contained a bunch of classics, elixirs, magic tools and spirit stones, all of which were leftovers that he could not use.

Lin Shan told Great Elder Nightingale and King Chenliu to keep a low profile in everything they do so as to avoid being noticed by outsiders.

When the two men saw the things in the storage bag, they were overjoyed and immediately patted their chests to promise to complete the task!

As for taking the things and not doing anything, they never even thought about that.

Seeing that Lin Shan had explained most of the things, he did not say any more. The Prince of Chenliu even wanted to keep him and entertain him well, setting a table according to the standards of a royal court banquet.

These delicacies may be good for ordinary people, but they are not good enough for Lin Shan.

He himself is a capitalist of seafood spirits in the world of cultivation. He just ate a lot at the gathering of all the monsters organized by the Monster King Jianjia. In his eyes, the royal banquet was just rubbish.

As his realm rises, his taste naturally becomes more picky, and he is too lazy to eat anything that is not a spiritual thing!
Out of Bianliang.

Going all the way south, we arrived at the transit station, Jiangling County.

Without stopping, I hired a small boat and went up the river, which was like revisiting the old place.

When he went from southern Xinjiang to Bianliang, he just went with the flow. Now that times have changed, he is going back and walking the same path again.

It is also a kind of practice in terms of state of mind, which means having a beginning and an end.

This time the journey didn't take too long. He reached Luzhou by water and then returned to his hometown from which he had traveled.

Southern Xinjiang, Qinghe County.

The mountain city after the rain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and looks like an ink painting from a distance.

Walking on Heishi Street, people come out to the market early in the morning, and all kinds of chickens, ducks and geese are calling non-stop, accompanied by the creaking sound of cart wheels pressing on the bumpy stone road.

Rows of steamers are emitting steaming hot buns, and vendors wearing white scarves on their heads begin their busy day.

Lin House.

In recent years, due to rumors that a young man from the Lin family was taken away by an immortal and gained immortality, the family became famous and flourished for a time.

Every new county magistrate would go to the Lin family to make friends when he first arrived, which made the Lin family gradually become the most prominent family in Qinghe County.

Lin Shan knew that this must be Lin Fan's credit.

After all, the power of the true disciples of the Zixiao Sect is enough to influence the government and the local cultivation forces in southern Xinjiang, causing them to secretly give some preferential treatment to the Lin family. This is all normal.

As for Lin Shan, he had long been completely forgotten by everyone.

He was helpless since childhood and had to do odd jobs to make a living. After he grew up, he was assigned to an escort agency. He disappeared on his first escort mission. It is basically a waste to keep such a file, and it has been burned long ago.

In addition, he did not leave any bloodline in the Lin family, and there was no descendant to pay tribute to him, so no one knew that the Lin family actually had a cultivator.

Lin Shan strolled in the outer courtyard of the Lin family.

There were a large number of people there, no matter they were juniors or maids, servants or domestic servants, all of them had rosy complexions, were well fed and warmly clothed, and were full of energy and vitality.

No one could find him. He was like a ghost, wandering around the corners he was familiar with.

I came to the cabin where I had lived for ten years, which could not be called a woodshed.

This place is already covered with cobwebs and dust, and contains a large amount of debris. It has now become a storage room, and no one has visited it for half a year.

He looked inside the house, recalling every detail of the past.

When he traveled through time, he brought the soul of a young man into the body of a six-year-old child. Even to hang a towel and get into bed, he had to stand on a small stool.

With no one to rely on and no relatives around, apart from studying hard on his own, he would read the almost torn copy of "Songhe Jue" by his bed every night.

I fantasize about being able to cultivate inner strength and become a famous hero in the martial arts world in the future!
However, the facts told him that this body's martial arts aptitude was average.

It's really average!
Like most outer courtyard disciples, they train in the hottest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, but it is just a simple way to strengthen their bodies. The gateway to martial artists, the legendary true qi, is always hard to come by.

Later, he changed his mindset and placed his hopes on martial arts moves, thinking that practicing sword skills would allow him to become a swordsman, and after mastering them, he would be able to kill other warriors with his sword.

So every night I started to read the book "Qingfeng Sword Technique" distributed by the Chui Mo tribe.

Everything has to be learned from the basics. This sword technique is admittedly a common one, with everyone in the clan having a copy. But without small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles. He firmly believes in this truth.

The result is
After practicing for sixteen years, he finally understood that some things could not be practiced to any great extent, such as the family sword technique which was similar to health-preserving gymnastics.

"Work hard and you will become a superior person, diligence will make you rich." These two sentences.

No matter which world it is, it's a joke!
Choice is more important than hard work, luck is more important than diligence, and when the wind is right, even a pig can take off!

If he was trapped doing odd jobs in the family for his whole life, with his poor background, no talent for martial arts, and only doing health exercises for fun, no matter how hard he tried in this life, he was destined to be just like everyone else!

Ten years, ten years of struggling at the bottom of society, are just like the hard study in the previous life. After finally returning from school, one is still just a beast of burden. What difference does it make whether one has traveled through time or not?
Fortunately, the fact that he was able to travel through time and space proves how extraordinary he is.

He has a golden finger and a disaster fate. The former was discovered by him accidentally and helped him get to where he is today.

As for the latter, I still have no clue, probably because my realm is too low.

He lingered here for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave this place in his heart forever, and finally turned around and left.

Immortals and mortals have different paths, this feeling can be turned into a memory.
However, after he turned and left, he didn't notice——

In the master's study in the inner courtyard, the new master of the Lin family was sitting in front of a chair, admiring a painting with great interest.

The title of the painting in tiny handwriting at the end of the painting is exactly:
"A Picture of Mandarin Ducks Playing on the Spring River"!
The county magistrate's office and the treasury with archives.

The yamen runners outside the door were standing guard with swords, completely unaware that someone had already entered.

Lin Shan was in the dim and narrow warehouse, flipping through the case files of Qinghe County over the years. No matter how big or small the events in Qinghe County were, they were basically recorded by the clerks of the yamen of each generation.

The imperial court provided disaster relief, floods and droughts, locusts and plague, and false and wrongful convictions.
Among them, there were cases like the robbery of government silver shipped by Lin’s Escort Agency, and even the mobilization of government soldiers to hunt down the escaped escort. These must have been recorded in detail!
He infiltrated it to find out the follow-up of the escort case that he personally experienced when he was young.

That time, he was lucky enough to get away early and go far away, so he was not involved and escaped the disaster.

However, those surviving escorts from the Lin's Escort Agency were subsequently rounded up by the government and thrown into prison for questioning.

Even if some of them were finally rescued from prison by Lin Shan, it would be three years before they returned.

But Master Pu, the escort agent who had led him there, had disappeared early in the chaos!
(End of this chapter)