Chapter Thirty-Eight: Light Spot

  After a detailed analysis of the reasons, Wang Lin felt that it might be related to his own cultivation in the dream realm, and the mysterious bead's magical place, he had already deeply experienced it over the past few years.

  Especially every time he spits out in his dream, he can feel that the glowing bodies around him emit a strange light spot and drill into his body.

  As for this light spot, Wang Lin studied it for a long time and still didn't know its specific function.

  The hidden cultivation method, Wang Lin no longer used it. He mocked himself for taking four years to reach the third layer of Qi Condensation, and that was still in the back mountain where spiritual energy was abundant, which could also be explained away.

  No one knew that nearly twenty years ago, in the Dream Time, he had already reached the third layer!

  In addition to his skills in martial arts, he has been practicing every day for over 20 years and has unknowingly reached a terrifying level.

  Throughout the entire Zhao State's Cultivation Realm, no one could compare to him in terms of mastering the most basic yet profound technique of Gravity Manipulation within just over twenty years.

  At this moment, a white light screen appeared silently from the sky, covering everyone, and the warm feeling reappeared. However, this time Wang Lin discovered something different.

  In this light curtain, strange symbols flickered one by one, these symbols gathered together to form a constantly rotating whirlpool, pulling them quickly into it, taking everyone with it, disappearing in the valley.

  At the moment Wang Lin left, he took a deep breath, and there was a surge of energy inside him that wanted to burst out. His right hand pinched out a spell in his sleeve, and suddenly the gravitational technique dispersed. The entire stone cliff's walls all fell off in an earth-shaking crash, emitting a deafening sound.

  Zhang Kuang's face changed drastically, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, bewildered and unsure of what had happened.

  At this time, Wang Lin had a faint smile on his face as he walked into the light screen.

  When he reappeared, it was already the Grand Hall of the Hengyue Sect. The master's uncle, who was in charge, still wore a blue shirt and sat upright at the top, with several elderly men sitting on either side of him.

  At the moment they appeared, several powerful divine senses swept across them. The gatekeeper, Master Shi Bo, smiled and nodded: "Four years have passed in the blink of an eye, I am very pleased that you all have made great progress with each other. Those who have cultivated to the fifth layer or above, stay behind, the rest disperse and report your gains to your respective masters. Three days later, the Xuan Dao Sect will visit, this time our Heng Yue Sect must win! As for changing clothes when your cultivation reaches a certain level, wait until we finish communicating with the Xuan Dao Sect and change uniformly."

  Everyone responded in unison and the disciples below the fifth layer of Qi Condensation dispersed and left the grand hall. Wang Lin looked around, but did not find Sun Daquan.

  After leaving the Grand Hall, Wang Lin arrived outside Sun Dazhu's Medicine Garden. With a sweep of his divine sense, the restrictions on the garden became clear to him. These restrictions had no effect on Wang Lin at all. His divine sense entered and immediately discovered that Sun Dazhu was sitting cross-legged in meditation within the garden, completely unaware of his presence.

  At first, this prohibition had made him fearful, but now that he looked at it again, its weaknesses were obvious. Wang Lin vaguely felt that if he wanted to break through this prohibition, it shouldn't be difficult.

  "Disciple Wang Lin, requesting an audience with Master!" Wang Lin withdrew his divine sense and said from outside the door.

  Sun Dazhu was taken aback by these words, and after thinking for half a day, he suddenly remembered that four years ago, he had accepted a disciple named Wang Lin. Later, he went to participate in the gathering, and today was the day they were supposed to come out of seclusion. He didn't know if this good-for-nothing had made any progress or not.

  Out of curiosity, he opened the door of the medicine garden and said proudly: "Come in!"

  Wang Lin walked in, and Sun Dazhu carefully sized up Wang Lin before exclaiming in surprise: "You've actually reached the third layer of Qi Condensation?"

  Wang Lin nodded and respectfully said: "As a disciple in the mountain valley, I have been cultivating bitterly for four years and fortunately entered the third layer."

  Sun Dazhu's eyes flickered, and he gradually recalled why he had taken him as a disciple in the first place. He remembered that back then, he had decided to use the Soul Searching Technique on him once he reached the First Layer of Qi Condensation. At this moment, he hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of searching his soul. After all, it had been many years, and at the cost of reducing his cultivation, he now felt that it was not worth it.

  "Alright, since you've reached the third layer of Qi Condensation, you're truly my disciple. I've only taken one apprentice in my life, and that's you. From today on, come back here to live with me. In a few days, there will be a big event where we'll interact with the inner disciples of the Xuan Dao Sect. At that time, follow me to experience it and broaden your horizons. By the way, since you're at the third layer of Qi Condensation, can you practice Gravity Technique?" Sun Da Zhu looked at Wang Lin and said.

  Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I've practiced gravitational techniques before, but it feels quite unfamiliar."

  Sun Dazhu nodded and said, "That's natural. This basic immortal technique is actually just a matter of proficiency. The more you practice, the better you'll get. I practiced for almost a year when I was an apprentice, which is the longest practice time in our sect. Look." As he spoke, with one hand, a small sword appeared out of thin air, shining with seven-colored light and emitting a cold glow that quickly circled around before gently falling into Sun Dazhu's palm.

  "After mastering the Gravity Technique and reaching the second layer of Qi Condensation, you can practice the Object Manipulation Technique. This flying sword is precisely controlled through that technique. Of course, to reach this level, one must have at least the fourth layer of Qi Condensation cultivation. However, with the upcoming exchange between our sects, we cannot afford to be laughed at. Your current cultivation is low, and it's unlikely you'll be chosen for the trial, but as your master, I also can't lose face. This flying sword can also be slightly controlled using the Gravity Technique. Here, take this token and go to the Sword Spirit Pavilion. Pick any decent-looking flying sword, and when the time comes, hang it on yourself to save some face!" Sun Dazhu finished speaking and tossed out a token.

  Wang Lin's expression suddenly became strange, and he opened his mouth for a long time without knowing what to say.

  Seeing Wang Lin's strange expression, Sun Dazhu hummed and said: "Don't think this is a small matter, remember to find one that sells well, otherwise, when the time comes, you will lose face for your master. I won't forgive you when you come back. In those days, Master was like this, hanging a flying sword, giving your master's ancestor a lot of face."

  Wang Lin forced a smile and said: "The disciple will definitely find one that looks intimidating, Master can rest assured!"