Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

Cultivation is to fight for life against the heaven and the antonym of the word “fight” is “escape”.

It’s is normal for cultivators to go along the opposite direction to be stronger. Thinking of escape, cultivators may be conquered by fear, no matter what the reason is. If so, the state of mind will stagnate, however, this is not the major concern at all. During the advancement, if they are disturbed by the Devil Inside, they may be injured seriously or even dead.

Lin Luoran considers running away probably because of the unknown existence that wants to break out of the cocoon. The overwhelming oppression it reveals is something she has never seen over her 300 years of enhancement!

The “snow girl” looks the same as Sakurako Asada. She is nothing but an insignificant soldier taking the lead—

Liao is sweating profusely and about to collapse. Lin Luoran has the idea of running away, but her feet are stuck to the ground so firmly that she can not move.

The wind and snow gradually calm down. A strange-looking phantom of about two feet high appears.

It has eight feet, three heads, six arms, bronze head and iron forehead. These things actually appear in the same torso. Lin Luoran feels the coolness in her heart. Chiyou… It is legendary Chiyou, “Soldier Lord” in the legend of Huaxia. Even if he was defeated, his image painted by the Yellow Emperor on the flag still have many dukes surrendered!

“Soldier Lord”, “God of War”… Too many great titles granted to him. One of the most shocking fact is that Chiyou is known as one of the “Three Huaxia Ancients”.

In other words, even if the Jiuli tribe was defeated, there must be some descendants of the tribe among the Huaxia people born thousands of years later. Even if there are not many of them, Lin Luoran is not sure that she has nothing to do with “Chiyou”!

The fear in her heart and the disparity in strength makes Lin Luoran watch Chiyou humanizing out of the snowstorm. However, she can’t take any action.

She is like a clumsy sea turtle, suddenly pressed by Mount Tai. With tens of thousands of pounds, she can only stay where she is.

She now feels anxious, blank, and totally exhausted.

“Hand over the sacred pearl.”

Chiyou says with a thick nasal sound, low voice, and an accent that carries the charm of ancient Huaxia.

As he talks, hostility blows with a ferocious wind. Lin Luoran is about to fall down while Liao suddenly awakes and throws out a pastel hill to help them stand still.

The pressure that makes people breathless disappears, and Lin Luoranstraightens her back again.

The pastel hill is obviously an incredible treasure. Lin Luoran feels that Chiyou stares at it for a while. Unfortunately, Liao has no personal ability that it seems really hard for him to hold it.

“Liao, take them away.”

Being an upright person is most troublesome. She now has no power to save the monsters and Green Mountains. If Liao can take cyan little fox and Baojia to leave first, she doesn’t have to be worried about them and there may be a slight chance to escape.

Liao tries his best to support the hill with a smile even worse than a crying face. In this situation, how can Chiyou let anyone go without achieving his goal?

“You’d better put away your sacred pearl. Maybe we can hold on a little longer.”

The pastel hill can calm down the wind and soul. However, Liao has the instinct that it must be the so-called “sacred pearl” that keeps Chiyou from coming forward.

Lin Luoran is so helpless. Sacred pearl… sacred pearl… what else can sacred pearl do? She has absolutely no idea! The hardship of life is that she thinks she is the protagonist who can lead a simple and easy life. However, she has to suffer many a setback that twist her mind and t put her on the way to become a villain; she thinks she gets the treasure and personal ability enhancement is nothing but easy. However, tons of tasks tell her that she has to promote to a higher grade… It’s nothing to get better, but why does she have to skip grades and confront with the big boss every time!

Skipping grades is nothing. However, her teammate Liao is totally just a useless helper with tons of magic weapons but without any personal ability!

As for herself, how can she concentrate on combating the boss while shouldering on the safety of three teammates? Fire phoenix seems to be powerful. Melancholic wood wolf seems to have mysterious background. But… they can only be audience and can’t even get out of the space! The only one that can help is muddled little silver fish!

Lin Luoran finally proved her Godhead. But as her ocean of consciousness was seriously damaged,she now can’t use any magical holy spells…

The more Lin Luoran analyzes the strength of both sides, the more powerless she feels. Is this really the end of my life?

Now is it useful to put the fire crystal back on the altar? Lin Luoran looks at various ice pupas hanging above her head with a complicated expression. Compared with sheer strength, all conspiracy and trickery become useless.

All that I can do now is to take a risk, right?

Liao, hold on!

Chiyou is two feet tall like a lofty hill. He has a bad temper and he is not satisfied with Lin Luoran’s action. Hhostility leaks from his body, and the ice pupas nearest suffer first.

A bear monster, a horse-headed and human-faced monster, a phoenix-tailed butterfly… ice pupas fall down from the top of the temple. Strangled by the hostility, they fall into pieces all over the ground. Even heartless Liao thinks it is really cruel. The monsters he once provoked can never come back to life.

The ice pupas fall one after another. Lin Luoran closes her eyes to calm herself down.

If she can’t feel the slightest “fire”, it is better to just follow.

Look at this place full of ice and snow—there is wind, rain, ice, frost, and snow. She has learned the eight golden word figures of wind, rain, thunder, electricity, ice, frost, snow, and fire from The Great Truths. Now, at least five characters are related to what she has learned. Why is she still so terrified?

Only real combat can practice what she has learned.

Using word figures written with the strength of the Gathering Vitality period against Chiyou who is not physically present and doesn’t have a complete soul… no one knows who is going to win.

As the saying goes, “Set your own spear against your own shield”.

She now can’t write the word figure “fire”. The spear does not match the shield and there is no difference between offense and defense. Now she can only give it a try to see whose “spear” is stronger!

Chiyou is not a god of ice and snow. No matter what power it borrows, the mysterious golden word figure may not necessarily lose in this battle. Now she only worries that the personal ability of the Gathering Vitality period is not strong enough to fight this ancient existence.

Anyway…

With the support of Liao, Lin Luoran retreats step by step. They have already been close to the gate of the stone hall and Chiyou is hesitant, which allows Lin Luoran to exit the stone hall with Liao and two ice pupas.

The ice and snow temple is magnificent in the sun. The whole world outside the temple is covered with ice and snow. Compared with what’s inside, perhaps this is more tough, however, it calms Lin Luoran down.

Wind is whistling. Can she grasp the pulse of wind?

Rain… when clouds accumulate to a certain point, there drops the rain. This is another sense of “water overflows when it is full.”

Ice is the solid existence of water at extremely low temperatures. It is water but it is a sharper weapon than mild water.

Frost and Snow are like two twin sisters, with the only difference in appearance.

These five golden word figures keep crossing her mind. Lin Luoran confirms every stroke and every painting. Wind and snow blow and ice, frost, and rain fall down. A picture of wind and snow is depicted little by little. Whether the strokes are accurate or not, she draws strokes into momentum and create the atmosphere.

Lin Luoran undoubtedly reaches the atmosphere.

As the man in robe said in the dream during the Divine Inspiration, you have to see the essence of the mountain.

Magic weapons with various effects and great powers, spells and arts of nature with brilliant light effects, and elixirs and magic medicines that increase personal ability… they have both advantages and disadvantages for personal ability enhancement. People can enhance personal ability more quickly with external forces. However, people are getting worse and worse when it comes to the perception of Tao of nature and the laws of the universe.

The essence of personal ability, the essence of heaven and earth… Lin Luoran stands there with her eyes closed, as if she sees the cumulonimbus clouds pile up in the sky. Their shapes change endlessly, becoming thicker and thicker. A gust of strong wind sways them and the rain falls. During the landing, due to the extremely low temperature, snow forms and slowly solidifies into ice.

At the late night, the steaming water quietly condenses into frost on leaves beside the pond.

Sun and moon are immortal. Stars fall and maybe one day there is no “Earth” in the universe. However, such natural phenomena will permanently occur on a similar planet.

Mortals, cultivators, orcs, souls, beast cultivators, monsters, endless stars… which one of them is immortal?

The shining pearl will be covered in dust. Only the wind will always wander on the planet and in the universe; only the rain will always nourish green seedlings and water the dry soil under feet; only the ice, snow, and frost will be on visit quietly on an early morning in winter to show the change of four seasons.

They are eternal and they are the natural laws of the universe.

Lin Luoran seems to have been through the four seasons of reincarnation, though it is only a moment in reality.

When she opens her eyes again, “Chiyou” looks at her coldly in front of the stone temple gate. The magnificent palace can’t eliminate Chiyou’s stunning oppression. The sun fiercely shines on the snow. The ice lake has dried up. The entire Green Mountains, regardless of the inside or outside, has already been dominated by ice and snow.

Now, let the showdown of ice and snow begin.

Lin Luoran raises her wrist and closes her fingers as a pen. When she draws the first stroke, she sees the shock in the eyes of “Chiyou” clearly.

That look is kind of familiar. It’s like an honorable god startled by an ant. Finally, the god looks at her straightforward.

The word figure has completed. Coming from the distant sky, the “wind” that appears out of thin air surrounds Lin Luoran.

Liao’s eyes looking at her tell his shocks and also confusion. He always feels that he has seen a similar scene somewhere else. However, he seems to be standing in a thick fog, unable to see the truth. Even thinking about it would make his head ache like being stabbed by thousands of needles.

Lin Luoran ignores the look of “Chiyou” and Liao’s emotions. She is completely in her zone.

The wind gusts, the rain falls, the ice freezes, the snow falls, and the frost comes.

Five golden word figures form under her pen, and then disappear in the air. In the blizzard and snow, the Green Mountains change. Even Lin Luoran can’t believe that she has written five word figures in one go!

She walks slowly in the ice and snow. At this moment, she is the goddess of ice and snow.

“Melt.”

A beautiful curve is drawn with her fingers. She controls the law of ice and snow and makes the “decree”. With the simple command “melt” that the ice and snow cannot resist, the ice sheet under her feet melts rapidly into water, and then the ice layer on Baojia and cyan little fox

The thick layers of snow melt. The land under her feet has always been green. Something is rejuvenated. It is the colorful “wishing flower” that means hope in Green Mountains.

In the endless ice and snow, this greenery brings a little hope.

Cyan little fox lays on the grass and pants. The water on its body has not completely gone, and its fur looks extremely green.