Chapter Fifty-Seven Leaving

  Lin Fan pulled up his sleeves, asked the mist to sit down, and then sat down at the stone table to start telling the story of Zhong Kui catching ghosts. Incidentally, Lin Fan began to introduce the outside world, and the mist listened with a racing heart, so much so that she missed the time to deliver water. The old woman, Ji Yun, came to the wooden house in a rage because there was no water to make tea. As soon as she saw the mist, she immediately knelt down on both knees. The old woman's cane turned into a soft whip and struck the mist, who didn't dare move. The old woman looked at Lin Fan, found that he was watching her without any intention of stopping her, and thought to herself: this kid is quite unusual, did I choose the wrong person?

  Lin Fan was truly puzzled, why did the old woman of Yun Wu want to send Yun Er away, she didn't care about Yun Er's life or death at all. Even in the records of Yun Qing Gate, there was no mention of the old woman of Yun Wu. This old woman's heart was as ruthless as that of Qing Shui True Person, so why did she let Yun Er practice the Tai Chu Heart Method? Yun Er reached the Golden Elixir stage so quickly, it was clear that this old woman had also helped Yun Er.

  "Go." The old woman of the misty peak ordered.

  "Yes!" The misty girl busied herself, picking up a water bucket and going down to the mountain crevice to fetch underground water.

  The old woman in the misty rain asked: "Lin Fan, how is your rest?"

  "A bit recovered," Lin Fan replied.

  "I have a Taoist scripture here, the Upper Clarity Heart Method, left behind by my late husband. Take a look." The old woman tossed over a tattered book with worn corners.

  "Thank you, Grandma." Lin Fan took over the book and thanked her.

  "En." The old woman in white nodded and left the wooden house, returning into the fog.

  Lin Fan took the Qing Xin Fa and pressed his hand on it, thinking for a long time. He turned around and threw the Qing Xin Fa into the stove. The sky won't drop pies, only knives, this is a sentence that San San Zhen Ren has mentioned many times. After Lin Fan finished this action, he faintly heard a cold hum from the misty distance in front of him, as if it was accompanied by a hint of anger.

  The following days were peaceful and uneventful. Fog would first complete his chores, then wait for Lin Fan to start telling stories. Lin Fan knew all sorts of books, including romantic ones, historical documents, cultivation records, and folk tales. When Fog listened intently, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. At this time, Lin Fan would force himself to hold back, but when Fog laughed, his whole face would scrunch up and tremble...

  More than 70 days had passed, and Lin Fan had retrieved the Buddha's Knife. His body had fully recovered; not only that, but his Foundation Establishment Lotus Seed had become perfectly round and whole, emitting a faint dark golden light. Lin Fan was puzzled - was this really the fabled completion of Foundation Establishment? It seemed to be slightly different from what he had read in the records. According to the records, Foundation Establishment was like planting a lotus seed, which would then bloom into a flower, wither and die, and finally close up into a perfectly round shape. There didn't seem to be any difference between that and his current state. The only problem was that according to the records, after completing Foundation Establishment, the Lotus Seed would emit a faint light, whereas his own Lotus Seed's light was introverted... Maybe he hadn't fully completed it yet? He should probably be close to completion, though. Lin Fan didn't know who to ask, and so he gave himself a tentative conclusion based on his current situation.

  "En." Lin Fan bid farewell, and the old woman in the mist just nodded her head and returned to the mist. She seemed completely indifferent to where Lin Fan and Yu Rou were going.

  Saying goodbye was simple, the misty wind blew and moved forward, carrying Lin Fan through the fog, toxic gas invaded his body, Lin Fan's true energy rotated to counterattack, half an hour later, the two finally came out of the fog.

  "How beautiful." Meng'er exclaimed, before her eyes was a vast expanse of golden desert stretching as far as the eye could see.

  Lin Fan used the sun to determine their direction: "Let's go."

  Wu Er hesitated: "Lin Ge...".

  "It's been said many times, you're two months older than me." Lin Fan said: "I'm called Lin Fan."

  "Alright, Lin Fan... you can go back now, I'll take a look around."

  Lin Fan said, "Even if you're ugly, you still have to meet people, right? Let's go, we can't stay here, this place is close to the belly of the desolate land." Just ahead was the Flame Mountain of the Blazing Fire Sect.

  "En!" Wuer nodded and took out a piece of coarse cloth to wrap her face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

  Lin Fan chuckled and smiled, and Feng'er's face immediately turned bright red, but she didn't want to put down the coarse cloth. Lin Fan pointed east: "Let's go!"

  ……

  This old woman has been mixed for thousands of years, even the Hundred Eyes Demon King dare not trespass on her territory, but to Wumei she is extremely cruel. Wumei, apart from two sets of coarse cloth clothes, can be said to have left with nothing. No magic treasures are needed, and as for magic spells, she only knows one Wind Control Technique and one Palm Thunderbolt.

  Lin Fan made a small flag with his clothes and flew east with Wu Er. On the way, they occasionally met evil people, and Lin Fan would shout: "Blood Shadow Sect official business, passing through your territory, sorry for the trouble."

  The evil people who were blocking their way all retreated, making room for the two to pass. Wuer asked in a low voice: "Lin brother, are you deceiving people?"

  Lin Fan replied: "Yes."

  Wu Er said: "Cheating is wrong."

  Lin Fan said patiently: "If we don't cheat them, then when we meet them, we can only fight with them. Either they die or we die. What do you say? Shouldn't we cheat them?"

  Wu'er thought for a moment: "Lin big brother, you're really amazing."

  "What's so fierce?"

  The misty girl smiled and said: "In the story you told, no one has ever been so brazen about deceiving people. You're even more ruthless than they are."

  Wu Er's personality is more open compared to when she first met Lin Fan, occasionally making jokes, but overall still speaking very little. Especially when Lin Fan looks at her, she subconsciously hides. During flight, she never surpasses or flies alongside Lin Fan, always falling behind him by one position.

  All the way to Xizhou, they passed through the Town Tian Guan, where the demonic sect disciples intercepted them. Lin Fan revealed that he was a disciple of Yun Qing Men, but the demonic sect disciples were still unhappy and asked why Lin Fan didn't report when he left the pass. Lin Fan knew they were just doing their duty and hadn't come to provoke him, so he apologized. The demonic sect disciples didn't make things difficult for them and allowed Lin Fan and Wu Er to enter the pass.

  Wu'er found everything novel and even the desert filled with death could make her feel beautiful, let alone the scenery along the way. Lin Fan was also very patient in accompanying Wu'er on their journey, and towards this girl, Lin Fan felt not only gratitude but also a sense of pity. Unfortunately, Wu'er refused to go to the market, no matter how much Lin Fan praised it. However, Lin Fan knew that Wu'er had secretly gone to the nearby village market one noon, using the excuse of admiring flowers and chasing butterflies, to buy a mirror, after which Lin Fan never mentioned going to the market again.

  After buying the mirror, Wu Er's mood began to sink again. As they entered Xiao Dong Zhou, Lin Fan's acquaintances increased, and everyone would greet each other when they met. When people saw Wu Er with a bruised face, she would hide behind Lin Fan. At first, Wu Er thought she was ugly, but after comparing herself to the women of Bai Hua Yuan, she realized she was pretty. The comparison made her even more self-conscious, and she spoke less and less with Lin Fan, losing the occasional playful mood she had when they first left the Misty Swamp.