He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 363 The Breath of Daowu

The shopkeeper was a little stunned when he saw Jiang Lin, whose face was suddenly filled with coldness and murderous intent.

He didn't quite understand why Lord Jiang seemed like a different person when he came back after he just went out for a walk.

Only Jiang Lin himself understood. He had always believed that the power of one person could not influence anything, especially such a powerful dynasty as Daqian.

It was not until he saw the girl stabbing a boy who was taller and stronger than her and tried to snatch food with a dagger that Jiang Lin realized he was wrong.

It may be true that I cannot influence the overall situation because I am not strong enough.

You can change some of the things you want to change, it's not completely impossible.

I just hope I can be as brave as that girl and stab the dagger out!
As for what benefits doing so would bring to him personally, Jiang Lin also thought it through clearly.

The biggest advantage is that he no longer needs to worry about the so-called rules of this world.

rule?

Jiang Lin suddenly remembered the movie he had watched in his previous life, and there was a line in the movie that he still remembered vividly.

"Do you still follow the rules when you're out here?"

"What rules? My rules are the rules!"

So domineering!

Unreasonable!

Jiang Lin couldn't help but think that he was becoming more and more like a frontier soldier.

Unlike the border troops, no matter how crazy those people are, they still want to follow the rules of Daqian.

As for Jiang Lin, he just wants to expose this truth now.

The sky of Daqian is too hard to poke, so let's start from Sangzhou.

Ascetic.

It is obvious that you can make people live a better life, so why force them to live a hard life? What kind of logic is this!

At this moment, Jiang Lin's thoughts became clear, and his aura instantly became completely different.

The shopkeeper and the surrounding gangsters quickly retreated, looking at Jiang Lin in horror.

An extremely heavy aura was emanating from Jiang Lin's body. The mundane world, the past of the human world, and all living things were manifested here.

The accumulated years of thousands, tens of thousands, countless billions of years seemed to be sublimated at this moment.

There were shouts coming from the alley, and an old man selling candied haws came out, carrying a bunch of red hawthorns.

Behind him were children laughing and jumping for joy. They raised their hands high and stood on tiptoe towards the bright red candied haws.

The steamed buns shop on the street has an even stronger aroma.

The restaurant waiter's greeting became even louder.

A woman walked out of the cloth shop with a smile on her face.

In the courtyard, the parents pushed the swing and looked at their child with more doting eyes.

Smoke rises from the mountains and forests, and ancient and melodious songs echo by the lake.

The fisherman pulled up the big net and looked at the catch in it when he heard his wife calling him.

The boy who was digging lotus roots in the pond fell down with one foot, splashing mud all over his body, but he giggled while holding the catfish in his hands.

Everything in this world becomes more real, as if it is happening right around us.

It's you.

it's me.

It's him.

The shopkeeper and the others had confusion in their eyes, unable to distinguish what was real and what was illusion.

Looking at the confusion on their faces, Jiang Lin's eyes were clear.

The world should not be filled with heaviness.

In the vicissitudes of life, there are more than just countless worldly things hanging in the air.

Jiang Lin stretched out his hand and reached for the bright red candied haws.

Gently pinching one, the old man smiled and patted the back of his hand, as if saying something.

There was no blame on the old face, only tolerance that was so deep that it could not be dissolved.

Jiang Lin's body trembled slightly, and he felt an aura different from that of the Divine Martial Realm.

That is not the primordial energy of heaven and earth, nor is it the more refined mysterious energy.

But it is a power that is purer and more real than all of this.

There was finally some confusion in Jiang Lin's eyes.

He could feel that he had come into contact with something that shouldn't belong to this level, but he didn't know what it was.

And all the answers seem to be right in front of us.

He lifted his right foot and took a step forward.

In an instant, ripples spread out from under his feet, turning into endless waves that continued to spread outward.

An indescribable power enveloped his body, like an invisible breeze, blowing and blowing...

The ripples are still spreading, and the closest to Sangzhou is Yuezhou.

In the mansion of the powerful clan, the oldest old man in the Zeng family suddenly opened his eyes.

His body trembled violently, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"The breath of Dao Wu!"

To the north of Sangzhou is Hongzhou.

The residence of the powerful Chu family.

Several young children playing in the courtyard, several female relatives chatting, and several men with the cultivation level of Divine Martial Realm, all looked up in surprise.

Broken bricks and tiles fell from the sky, and they saw their old grandfather hanging in the air, his whole body shaking, as if he had been frightened by something.

"Clan leader?"

"Daowu Realm!" The old man's face was pale, staring in the direction of Sangzhou, feeling the ripples that could only be detected by the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, or even the peak of the Divine Martial Realm.

The terrifying aura contained in it was like the sky falling, threatening to suffocate him.

How could there be the aura of Dao Wu Realm!

Sangzhou?

The ripples spread one after another in all directions.

Even Marshal Meng and Marshal Hong in the northwestern frontier felt it.

The army had already stopped fighting and retreated to the mountains to rest.

The two marshals flew into the air, their faces changing from gloomy to bright.

"Is this the Daowu Realm?" Hong Shuai was full of surprise. "It is so majestic, the pressure is like the abyss of the sea, unfathomable, far beyond the peak of the Shenwu Realm!" Meng Shuai looked solemn, even worried.

The northwest has not yet been pacified, and suddenly there appears a Daowu realm that has not been seen for hundreds of years.

"I just hope that it's not Daqian's enemy."

In the imperial study of the palace, Emperor Shun suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Sangzhou.

The old eunuch beside him knelt down and said, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Shun ignored him. He clenched his fists and endured the soul-shaking pressure.

"Daowu..."

A domineering voice came out: "Go check who it is!"

The old eunuch quickly accepted the order and asked, "What should we do after we find out?"

There was silence in the imperial study for a moment, and then the Emperor's voice was heard.

"Don't be negligent!"

The old eunuch got up from the ground, bowed and left.

Emperor Shun slowly unclenched his fists and his eyes became deep.

"It's not deliberate, and it's not stable. It's not the true Daowu realm?"

"But who could it be?"

In the rune world, Guo Jiuxing, the leader of the Xujian Dao behind the clouds, looked forward.

"The variables...are coming."

He did not make any movement, but closed his eyes again, as if he opened his eyes this time just to see some slight changes in front of him.

At this time, Sangzhou was sitting in the watchtower. Jiang Lin raised his left foot and then stepped forward.

As he took the step, he smelled the sweetness of candied haws and heard an old voice in his ears.

"My dear, do you want to buy some candied haws?"

Jiang Lin turned his head and looked at the old man with a haggard face, feeling a little confused.

The old man laughed and picked a bunch of candied haws and handed them to him: "My friend, you look unfamiliar. I guess you are from other places. I will give them to you to try. If you like them, come back to buy them next time."

Jiang Lin subconsciously took the candied haws and watched the old man surrounded by a group of children, carrying the straw stick full of candied haws and walking away.

The confusion in his eyes did not disappear, but became even more intense.

This is where?

What are you doing here?

"I……"

Jiang Lin looked down at the candied haws in his hand, then looked up at the crowd on the street, and then walked forward blankly.

He passed by countless people along the way. He didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do. He only vaguely remembered that he came here to do something very important.

But what to do?

Passersby looked at his tall figure and took the initiative to avoid him or turned back to talk about him.

The burly figure walked along the street all the way until he arrived at the west side of the city.

There was a voice next to my ear, and it sounded familiar.

jingle——

Jingle bell——

jingle——

Jingle bell——

Jiang Lin stopped, turned around and saw a small blacksmith shop.

A shirtless middle-aged man, sweating profusely, was holding a piece of iron in his hand and hammering it hard.

A child nearby was happily helping him pull the bellows. The woman brought out tea from the house, fed the man a few sips, and then helped him wipe the sweat from his eyelids.

This scene made Jiang Lin feel somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But he couldn't remember.

Instinct drove him forward step by step until he stood in front of the blacksmith shop.

The man looked up at him and asked, "What weapon do you want to use, little brother? Judging from your physique, you must be a martial arts expert. Do you want an axe? Or a sledgehammer?"

Jiang Lin looked at the hammer that kept falling, and the sense of familiarity and intimacy in his heart became deeper and deeper.

The man looked up again, looked at him puzzledly, and asked again.

Jiang Lin did not answer, but just stared at the hammer up and down, as if that was all.

However, the confusion in his eyes never diminished, making him look like a fool to others.

Seeing that he remained silent, the man stopped asking questions and went on with his own business.

Only the child was pulling the bellows with all his strength, looking at Jiang Lin curiously, his eyes full of amazement.

This guy is so tall and stronger than my dad.

Until nightfall, Jiang Lin still stood in front of the blacksmith shop.

The man was eating in the house and said, "Don't look at it, the food is getting cold."

"Boss, what do you think that guy is trying to do? He ignores us and refuses to leave. Is he really a fool?" the woman turned around and asked.

"He doesn't look like her because of the way she's dressed." The man shook his head.

"That's really strange. You'd better be careful. Don't let him come to cause trouble."

"If you really want to cause trouble, there's no need to stand there for half a day."

"What on earth is that for?"

The couple discussed for a while but couldn't come to any conclusion.

After a long time, a small figure quietly slipped out of the house.

It was the kid who pulled the bellows during the day. He ran to Jiang Lin, looked up at the sturdy body that was more than twice his height, his face full of amazement.

After a while, the child suddenly asked: "Uncle, are you mute?"

Jiang Lin looked down at him and shook his head slightly: "I'm not."

"So you're not dumb!" The child seemed a little sorry, and soon asked another question: "Then why did you come to my house?"

Or when Jiang Lin always stared at the stove and the iron table, the child suddenly clapped his hands and asked, "Do you want to learn blacksmithing from my dad?"

Jiang Lin looked down at him again, and the confusion in his eyes seemed to be relieved a little.

"Forging iron..."

After a moment, he said aloud, "I want to learn."

(End of this chapter)