Chapter 1437: Dominating the Inner Realm, Today’s Hengyun Mountain Has Rain (First Update)

Today, Hengyun Mountain has rain, hanging over the mountain streams, and an old friend has come.

Raindrops fell to the ground, hitting the rocks, making a pleasant gurgling sound. However, the rain was too urgent and dense, disrupting the melody and making it somewhat irritating.

Fortunately, there was wind, sweeping up sheets of rain, diluting that trace of irritation, and playing a magnificent symphony of heaven, earth, rain, and mountains!

In the wind and rain, at the peak of Hengyun Mountain, a figure in white appeared unnoticed. Amidst the sound of raindrops and the wind playing with the rain, he stood silently at the peak, gazing at the excited old man on the stone platform before him.

He didn't stop the rain from soaking his clothes, nor did he intentionally avoid the rain as he had when he first comprehended the summoning of rain. Wang Lin simply stood silently in the rain.

He allowed the rain to drench his clothes, a cool sensation seeping into his body, wetting his head of white hair. Yet, on Wang Lin, there was not the slightest hint of disarray; instead, there was an extremely natural presence, as if Wang Lin himself was this mountain, this earth, this grass, this tree.

Wang Lin's face held a smile as he looked at the old man on the stone platform.

"Master!" The old man stood up, then knelt excitedly. Rain fell on his face, flowing down from the corners of his eyes, making it impossible to distinguish them.

After eight hundred years, Wang Lin had returned to Qingling Planet, to this place where he once sought the Dao, and saw the Named Disciple he had taken in back then.

Xie Qing, in Wang Lin's life, was merely a fleeting image, but it was precisely because of this person's existence that Wang Lin's Concept reached Perfection back then.

Thus, a trace of Karma was generated, causing him to have the desire to take on a Disciple.

Even Wang Lin hadn't expected that the Disciple created by that trace of Karma would remain on Hengyun Mountain of Qingling Planet for eight hundred years.

Over eight hundred years, Xie Qing comprehended the Concept Wang Lin had given him. In that silent pursuit and contemplation, relying on his wisdom as a worldly literary Grandmaster, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds!

However, Xie Qing had never Cultivated any Cultivation Technique or Divine Ability. His path of cultivation was entirely different from all Cultivators in the world, and even from Wang Lin!

What Wang Lin Cultivated was the Fusion of Dao and Divine Ability, slowly comprehending the Dao Concept through Divine Abilities.

Xie Qing, on the other hand, completely abandoned Divine Abilities and only Cultivated Concept!

At this moment, Xie Qing's Physical Body was extremely fragile; a single Flying Sword would be enough to take his life. His body seemed to be on the verge of exhaustion, yet his vitality was vast, making his life inextinguishable!

Although his Physical Body was fragile, his eight hundred years of comprehension had allowed Xie Qing's Concept to surpass everything ordinary Cultivators could Cultivate in eight hundred years!

If judged by his Concept Dao Concept, even a Nirvana Scrying Cultivator would be no match for Xie Qing! His Concept already pointed directly to Nirvana Cleansing, reaching the stage of initial insight into rules!

This was a cultivation method that did not exist in the world. Like the dao ancient race's extreme Body Refining, Xie Qing only Cultivated Concept!

Even within Xie Qing's body, there was no Primordial Spirit, no Nascent Soul; he lacked all the inner spirits that Cultivators should possess. All he had was a soul permeated by vast vitality!

Even Xie Qing himself couldn't explain the reason. He didn't know any cultivation methods, only silently comprehended for eight hundred years based on the insights Wang Lin had given him.

"Cultivating the soul, huh…" Wang Lin looked at Xie Qing and fell silent.

"Immortal Cultivators dream of Immortal Ascension and eternal life… True Cultivators seek their true self, detached from the world… Dao Cultivators verify the Origin, becoming the Dao themselves… And soul Cultivators… use the soul to enter life, with heaven, earth, ruler, kin, and Master!"

Wang Lin looked at the falling rain from the sky; the raindrops hitting his face were a bit cold, and he slowly spoke.

Xie Qing knelt on the stone platform, his expression showing confusion and bewilderment. Perhaps as the rain grew heavier, falling on him and making his soaked clothes cling uncomfortably to his body, Xie Qing instinctively raised his right hand in his confusion, condensing a small Spell he had comprehended himself.

With the mark of his right hand, the heavens and earth dramatically changed. The rainwater at the peak of Hengyun Mountain shifted direction, as if pushed away, falling to the surroundings.

Wang Lin shook his head and softly said, "You still haven't completely given up all Divine Abilities…"

"Xie Qing, look at this mountain; has it ever blocked the rain from falling during its growth? Look at this river, this sea; have they ever shown the slightest repulsion when rain falls? Look at this grass, this tree, everything, everything, except for us, the spirits of all things, who has ever tried to stop the rain from touching them?"

"Since you Cultivate the soul, why cherish this skin? The Daoists say, 'return to simplicity and embrace authenticity.' Too few people in the world can truly comprehend these four words… Even I, your Master, once thought I had comprehended these four words… But after experiencing the past, and returning to Luotian, I had an Epiphany… Returning to simplicity and embracing authenticity means integrating oneself into every blade of grass and every tree, every mountain and every river, breaking free from the limitations of all spirits, and becoming a part of this heaven and earth… This is truly returning to simplicity and embracing authenticity!"

Xie Qing's body trembled, as if he vaguely understood something.

Wang Lin raised his right hand and waved it forward. Immediately, Xie Qing's small Spell dissipated, and the rain, unhindered, fell once more, drenching Hengyun.

"If you see yourself as part of this heaven and earth, if you transform into the sky, into the earth, this rain is actually like your invisible blood; why try to stop it? Wind, rain, snow, thunder, and all other natural things, you are them, and they are you. Where is the distinction, where is the obstruction? Eight hundred years have passed, and you still haven't thoroughly comprehended the good fortune I gave you back then… When you can abandon this Physical Body, forget all the Spells you have comprehended, and only a wisp of your dao soul remains, then you can come find me…"

Wang Lin looked at the contemplative Xie Qing, raised his right hand, and grabbed at the void in the sky. With this grab, the heavens and earth changed color, wind and clouds rolled back, the rumbling dark clouds permeated, and the rainwater covering half of Qingling Planet suddenly seemed to cheer, roaring in from all directions.

In an instant, this endless rainwater, like a sea, surged forth and merged together at the peak of Hengyun Mountain, transforming into a massive rain sword about ten thousand zhang tall!

With a wave of his hand, this rain sword descended from the sky, piercing into nearly thirty percent of the peak of Hengyun Mountain with a roar. The exposed part was about six to seven thousand zhang high, and from a great distance, this massive sword made of rainwater could be clearly seen!

A vast might diffused from this rain sword, permeating the heavens and earth, and even spreading from Qingling Planet into the starry sky!

Moreover, the instant this rain sword formed, Wang Lin pointed his right index and middle fingers forward. The Ancient God Star Point between his brows suddenly flickered, sending a surge of Ancient God Power into it, while the Origin of thunder and fire flashed from Wang Lin's eyes, merging into this rain sword!

Thus, this simple sword formed from rainwater contained two Major Achievement Origins and Wang Lin's dao ancient battle heaven Aura. This Aura did not spread too widely, but it was enough to shake the entire Luotian!

"With this sword here, few would dare to offend this planet!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable tone. Even a mighty expert of the Ethereal Realm, upon facing this sword and sensing its Aura, would hesitate. Was it worth fighting a Cultivator who had nearly reached Major Achievement in Origin just for a Cultivation Planet… especially with the oppressive power of the dao ancient, which could shake one's heart!

"This sword, once you fully comprehend it, will be your Master's initiation gift!"

Wang Lin gave Xie Qing one last look, then turned and walked towards the world beyond the mountain. His figure gradually blurred and faded into the falling rain, moving further and further away.

Xie Qing silently watched Wang Lin depart, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing three times.

Today, Hengyun Mountain has rain, raindrops falling from the Nine Heavens form a sword. An old friend gradually departs, with rain sending him off, and a Disciple kneeling… a kindness remains.

On Qingling Planet, the Immortal Selection clansmen had long since migrated, leaving no trace, as if they had never been there.

Wang Lin left.

He returned to Luotian to go to four places and do four things! Currently, the first place and the first task were complete. Walking through the brilliant starry sky of Luotian, Wang Lin's eyes gradually held a trace of coldness and killing intent.

"Old Ancestor Xiang… The time has come to settle the matter of yesteryear…" Wang Lin flicked his large sleeve, his figure like a shuttle, heading straight for the Xiang family's Cultivation Planet, the one where he had lost all his vitality due to the Qi Xi technique!

In the starry sky, several hours after Wang Lin's departure, thirty million li away from Qingling Planet, in the vast sea of stars, a team of dozens of Cultivators, led by a middle-aged man seemingly clad in a thunder robe, headed straight for Qingling Planet!

They were people from the Thunder Immortal Palace, ordered to find Cultivation Planets that met the Luotian Old Ancestor's requirements to form the legendary, incredibly powerful Star Loss Seven Calamity Formation!

Qingling Planet met this requirement. After issuing the order for its forced relocation, this team of Cultivators prepared to move Qingling Planet! However, the moment they stepped within thirty million li of Qingling Planet, they immediately and clearly felt a monstrous Sword Intent, spreading like rainwater.

This Sword Intent was so powerful it could collapse the starry sky. The leading middle-aged man in the thunder robe was struck by this Sword Intent, his face immediately changing drastically, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood as his body reeled backward.

The numerous Cultivators behind him almost simultaneously spat out blood, their eyes filled with horror, as they all retreated.

It was precisely as these dozens of Cultivators were horrified and blocked by this Sword Intent that, on Qingling Planet, after Wang Lin's departure, at the peak of Hengyun Mountain, above where Xie Qing sat cross-legged, the heavens and earth twisted, and a person silently emerged.

This person was an old man, clad in a Daoist robe, none other than Master Lu Fu Zi!

He did not wish to confront Wang Lin immediately, so when he sensed the Aura of this rain sword, he chose to arrive stealthily after Wang Lin had left. He floated in mid-air, frowning, and after a moment of silence, raised his right hand and pointed at the giant rain sword embedded in the mountain peak.

Without a sound, Master Lu Fu Zi clashed with the rain sword from a distance, and his body immediately trembled. He looked up, his eyes revealing a trace of horror.

"It's this Aura! Similar to the Ancient Gods, yet completely different. Under this Aura, I actually feel my heart pounding! Moreover… this sword actually contains… two Origins!!!"

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