Pursue to Sword Summit

Chapter 2 - Zhouzhou Nightmare Butterfly

Seven days later.

The Lin Clan was in a clean side room.

Inside the room, on the bed.

Pow!

Lin Mo rolled over from the bed to the ground, prostrated on all fours. The noise it made was not small, but no one appeared immediately.

After a long time, a six or seven year old girl opened the door timidly and poked her head into the house. She was Lin Mo's only sister, Lin Suhong.

When she saw her brother rolling to the ground, Lin Su Hong's face was filled with anxiety and she quickly ran into the house.

The little girl used all her strength to finally get Lin Mo to turn around, but she could not help Lin Mo to get onto the bed.

Helpless, the little girl could only spread the straw mattress on the ground on his bed. She used all her strength to move Lin Mo to the top and covered him with a thick blanket.

Eh?

The little girl discovered that there was a pool of blood on her brother's chest.

Pulling off his clothes, he only saw more than ten pieces of shattered black jade pieces deeply stabbing into Lin Mo's skin. Presumably, because when Lin Mo tumbled to the ground, he accidentally smashed the black jade that he was wearing on his chest.

This piece of black jade was discovered by Shi Tian when he was working in his own field. As it was smoother than normal stones, Lin Mo pierced through it and hung it on his chest like a jade.

Seeing her brother bleeding from his injuries, the little girl panicked. She didn't even notice the change in the broken jade and quickly ran out to ask for help from her parents, who were still busy working on the farmland.

The camera turned back to Lin Mo.

He only saw that the shattered black jade piece, after coming in contact with the blood, was gradually melting and seeping into Lin Mo's body through the wound.

In an instant, Lin Mo's face revealed a painful expression. In his unconsciousness, he only felt a splitting headache, as if something was being forced into his head.

A thought, a life, a soul had invaded his mind and soul, battling with it, entangling with it, fusing with it!

He felt like he was someone else, but he also felt like he was himself.

It was as if he was born in the Sky Spill Continent, but in his later years, he turned into a butterfly and went to another world called Earth. He was there to punish evil and do good, to save lives, to teach, and to achieve great deeds. In the end, he was deeply moved by the Heavenly Dao and wrote a book saying that he had lived for countless generations.

With a splitting headache and his memories merging together, he was back to being himself.

This was the Sky Spill Continent, this was the Eastern Spirit Realm, this was the Great Ming Country, and this was the White Cloud Town, Black Soil Village.

Cultivating martial arts, cultivating the heavens, farming; Lingyun Sect, Immortal Sword Sect, White Cloud Division; these were all things that he had experienced, familiar with, and life that he was currently experiencing.

Lin Mo's breathing grew more and more hurried, and his entire body was completely red and scorching hot. A mysterious force lifted up all the objects in the room and suspended them in the air.

"Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly or the Butterfly Transformation Zhuang Zhou?"

"In the past, the dream around the manor was a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly. Self-expression and self-expression. I don't know about Zhou. When the feeling is acute, the body goes pale. Don't know Zhou's dream for butterflies and? The dream of butterflies for Zhou and? Zhou and the butterfly must be separated. This is called materialization. "

A long story suddenly surfaced in Lin Mo's mind.

Zhuang Zhou suddenly realized that he had become a happy butterfly that was flying around everywhere. When he woke up, he realized that he had had a dream.

However, did he dream of becoming a butterfly, or did he dream of becoming Zhuang Zhou?!

Lin Mo's mind was a little tangled, in a mess, unable to make sense of the situation, and unable to make heads or tails of the situation.

The two souls slowly fused together, making it hard for him to tell which one was him.

Who would have the foresight in a dream? I know.

Lin Mo was in a daze for three days straight. After clearing his mind of all sorts of thoughts for three days, he merged the two types of lives into one.

In the eyes of others, he was just standing there in a daze. In fact, he was thinking about his future life.

After waking up, he still had to consider the actual situation!

This was the Sky Spill Continent, the region surrounding the Great Ming Country's Lingyun Mountain Range.

Very cruel, Lin Mo failed the examination to become a Lingyun Sect disciple once again!

After being defeated eight times in a row, Lin Mo should have become a joke in the village right?

Although Lin Mo's talent wasn't that kind of person, it wasn't to the point of being mediocre.

As a third grade spirit root, he was already considered an average talent in a small town. However, the Lingyun Sect was the biggest sect in the Great Ming Country's path of martial arts. With a large family background and many experts, the requirements to take in disciples was naturally exceptionally strict, which was rather harsh.

Those with spiritual roots of the fifth level or above, they would directly accept. Below the fifth level, there was a trial.

Lin Mo participated in the White Cloud Division's assessment every year and was struck every single time. From the age of eight until he turned fifteen, he had already failed eight times in a row, persevering and not giving up.

"But, can you blame me?" Lin Mo muttered to himself, "The sects are of three to six ranks, and the Lingyun Sect is a seventh-grade sect. A sect was a sacred ground in the eyes of cultivators. In the Great Brilliant Nation, the power of martial dao was the most revered of them all. He had intimidated the three sects and dominated the Nine Paths of the Nine Paths. No one dared to disobey him, nor did the royal family dare to offend him. I have ambitions to cultivate the heavens and want to learn supreme techniques. When I reach the Innate Realm and gain countless lifespan, Lingyun Sect is naturally my highest goal.

Unfortunately, Lingyun Sect had too high of a threshold to take in disciples. His requirements were strict, and his reputation was limited, making it impossible for his to fulfill his wish.

This time, in order to participate in the White Cloud Division's examination, Lin Mo had to take part in it even if he did not succeed. Even though he knew that his opponent was much stronger than himself, he still gritted his teeth and persevered on. Nine times he was beaten to the ground and nine times he got up. Finally, for the tenth time, he fell to the ground. The result of this was that the tendons and arteries in his left hand were cut, his internal organs were damaged, and his Dantian was shattered, losing more than half of his life. If it wasn't for the people from the same village sending him back, he probably would have died outside!

This was the strange thing that happened to his brain after he woke up, where two souls were fusing together.

The Sky Spill Continent mainly focused on cultivating the heavens. On the path of cultivation, one's aptitude was the highest, one's cultivation techniques were the core, pills were supplementary, hard work and hard work were coupled with luck and karmic luck. Only then would one be able to achieve unparalleled martial dao.

Cultivation techniques were divided into three grades and nine grades, with Heaven, Earth, and Human ranks as three stages. Within the three stages, there were upper, middle, and lower grades.

Human Ranked Cultivation Methods were usually called "Certain Techniques" or "Certain Techniques". Earth Ranked Cultivation Methods were usually called "Certain Techniques" or "Certain Arts". Heaven Ranked techniques were honored as' A Classic 'and' A Book '.

The grade of a cultivation technique determined how high a person could cultivate it.

Lin Mo had trained in the [mystification] technique for the past fifteen years, and taught students how to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and convert it into the profound energy in their bodies.

In terms of combat skills, what he learned was a set of the Arhat Fist Art. Its name was pleasant to hear, but it was only a fist technique that explained using one's strength.

As they were all Mortal Grade techniques, they were all called "arts" and "arts". He had never even heard of them before, let alone practiced them.

The 'scriptures' and 'books' that went up next were the secret treasures of a sect. They were incomparably precious and could not be easily displayed to others. Core disciples of any sect were not allowed to cultivate them.

For someone as strong as the Lingyun Sect, it was precisely because of the《 Heavenly Book of Armor Evasion》 that she was able to reach the heights of the Grade Seven Sect.

This manual was only a low-grade heaven-step art. It had already become the most brilliant art in the eyes of over a billion martial artists in the Great Ming Kingdom. Everyone was envious of it.

Lin Mo had painstakingly trained in martial arts for close to ten years, so it could be considered as a small accomplishment.

There were nine levels of Body Tempering.

A cultivation at the fourth level of Body Tempering was not high, but not low either. In the younger generation of the village, it could be said that his cultivation was at the intermediate and upper levels. Unfortunately, it still could not meet the White Cloud Division's requirements.

The minimum requirement for White Cloud Division to accept young seedlings was to have a talent of at least the fifth level of spirit root.

There were nine levels of talent according to the spirit root. Those with low spiritual roots would be able to absorb the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth at a faster rate, and would be able to comprehend the depths of the great Dao of heaven and earth.

The difference between the two was almost multiple. For example, if Lin Mo's Innate Spirit Root was level three and the amount of Heaven and Earth aura accumulated for an hour was level one, then the only level four spirit root he could absorb would be level two and level five spirit root would be level four.

Four times the difference!

Lin Mo was far from being able to meet the minimum requirements set by the White Cloud Division.

Other than the path of Inherent Skills, White Cloud Division did not always block the paths of these young people. With spiritual roots of at least three levels, they would distribute cultivation techniques to him to train hard. One year later, she would participate in the assessment and those who passed would be sent in as outer disciples.

Those who were over sixteen years old had to reach the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering; those who were fifteen had to reach the Body Tempering Fifth Layer; those who were fourteen had to be at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering; and those under the age of thirteen had to reach the Third Layer of Body Tempering.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo's luck was bad, and he was always one step slower. Before he was fourteen, he had always been stuck below the third level of Body Tempering. By the time his cultivation reached the Body Tempering realm, he would be over fourteen years old. It wasn't easy for him to raise his cultivation to the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering. This year, he would be fifteen again!

One step slow, one step slow!

It was truly a pity that he could not enter the White Cloud Division. It was a good thing that Lin Mo had a tenacious mind, otherwise he would have collapsed long ago.

Right now, with all sorts of intertwined memories in his mind, Lin Mo suddenly realized that he had touched the threshold of the so called Heaven Ranked Technique, which was compatible with the Great Way of the Heavens and Earth!