The bright sunshine sprinkled through the gaps in the woods. Yao Yan stood in it, feeling the beauty of the sunshine."It's time to go~" he sighed softly.
All good things must come to an end. Lin Dong and Lin Qingtan have been taught by him for half a year. Under his training, the two have built a perfect foundation. Both their physical and mental strength have reached the limit of their current realm and they have unlimited potential.
He had no interest in the outcome of today's Lin family competition, because there was no suspense about the result at all. The strength of these two people was already far ahead of the little guys of the Lin family.
"Sir, why don't you say goodbye to them? I feel like those two little guys are quite attached to you~" Little Marten emerged from the void on one side, with a hint of flattery in his little eyes. He rubbed his little hands and tried to persuade them to stay. He hoped that Yao Yan could continue to teach for a while, so that it would be easier for him to take over.
"We have taught everything that needs to be taught. As for the rest, they have to rely on themselves... I'll leave those two little guys to you now. It's up to you to guide them~" Yao Yan glanced at the little rascal and chuckled.
Upon hearing this, the little mink scratched his head in pain. After all, he had never taught humans before and didn't know how to teach.
"Where are you going, sir?" he asked after a moment's hesitation.
“The Dongxuan Territory is not small, enough for me to wander around for a few years... If you want to see me again, let Lin Dong win the first place in the Hundred Dynasties War.” Yao Yan smiled softly, then took a step forward, his figure like a phantom, slowly blending into the space.
“ in the Hundred Dynasties War… You really think highly of that kid.” Xiao Diao watched Yao Yan go away with a bitter look on his face. After all, it was up to him to take charge next. However, after only thinking for a moment, he decided to teach Lin Dong a lesson in the most severe way.
With the foundation that that adult has built for Lin Dong, he should be able to withstand his efforts. As long as he can hold on, there will be no problem in winning the Hundred Dynasties War Championship.
" in the Hundred Dynasties War... let's give it a try!" Xiao Diao touched his chin, a gleam in his eyes, and thought to himself, after all, this is related to his own interests, and it is obviously impossible not to give it a try.
At this moment, two figures in the distance rushed towards the back mountain. They were Lin Dong and Lin Qingtan. Both of them had happy expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they were very satisfied with the result of the Lin family competition.
But unlike in the past, the handsome figure who always liked to stay under the shade of the tree disappeared, and was replaced by a little purple mouse with mysterious silver lines on its body and extremely smart eyes, floating in the void.
"You can fly?!" Lin Dong was no stranger to Xiao Diao. After all, this mouse had always been lying on the teacher's shoulder, like a pet raised by the teacher.
Lin Qingtan also blinked her bright eyes and looked at Xiao Diao in surprise.
"Master Diao can not only fly, but also talk~" Little Diao looked at the two of them with a squinting look, full of disdain for weak humans. He snorted and continued, "Your teacher is gone. From now on, I will take over his teaching."
He crossed his arms across his chest, tilted his little head slightly, and pretended to be dignified.
“The teacher is gone?!” Lin Dong was stunned when he heard this. He couldn’t help but clench his fists and became a little emotional. He wanted to share the joy of the clan competition with the teacher, but the teacher was gone.
Lin Qingtan also felt a little lost, his eyes were dull, and he seemed confused and at a loss.
“Your teacher is not an ordinary person. It is a great fortune for you that he can stay here and teach you for a period of time. He is even willing to give you a chance. As long as you can get the first place in the Hundred Dynasties War, he will accept you as his disciple... Boy, sometimes I really envy your good luck.” Xiao Diao looked at Lin Dong with complicated eyes. He didn’t understand why Yao Yan valued Lin Dong. This kid was obviously a weak boy with no talent. It would be better to train himself than to train him. After all, his original body was a Heavenly Demon Marten with excellent bloodline and talent.
First in the Hundred Dynasties War... He will definitely achieve it.
Lin Dong clenched his fists, and a look of seriousness and determination appeared on his young face. In his mind, Yao Yan had already been his master, and as for the test given by his teacher... he felt that it was more of an expectation.
Although he had been with Yao Yan for less than half a year, the guidance and help he received from her were unimaginable. This transformation shocked the entire Lin family and gave him the confidence to face everything.
“Diao… Master Diao, I wonder how many years it will take until the Hundred Dynasties War?” Lin Dong looked at Xiao Diao seriously and asked.
Xiao Diao touched his chin and gave a reply: "You can go back and ask your father about this. The Hundred Dynasties War is a competition for the entire Dongxuan Region to select geniuses... But from what I know, each dynasty should only have a few places, and to get these places, you need to be one of the top young people in the current dynasty."
Hearing this, Lin Dong's mind instantly flashed with the image of Lin Langtian. He clenched his fists immediately, his eyes flashing with strong hatred and fighting spirit, as if he recalled the scene where his father was beaten to death by a palm. At that time, in Lin Langtian's eyes, they might have been just ants on the roadside that could be trampled to death at will.
"I will defeat everyone!" Lin Dong said in a serious and deep voice.
"Boy, work hard and try your best... Master Diao can only tell you that the chance to become that man's disciple is only once in your life. Once you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!!" Little Diao reminded in an unusually serious tone.
Lin Dong nodded and walked towards the Lin Mansion. His father's injuries had healed and he was now with his grandfather. If he wanted to ask about the Hundred Dynasties War, he had to go there.
Lin Qingtan followed closely behind, while Xiao Diao had already sat on Lin Dong’s shoulder, crossed his legs, and said, “Open the Creation Talisman and let me in… Master Diao is just a demon spirit now and cannot stay outside for a long time. Also, don’t tell anyone else about me!” Hearing this, Lin Dong nodded and immediately opened the Creation Talisman of the Niwan Palace. Suddenly, a light gate appeared between his eyebrows, and Xiao Diao also immersed himself in it and began to appreciate his new home… When he saw Yao Yan refining this thing, he drooled with greed. Now he can finally observe it carefully. Even if he can only get a little bit of understanding, it will be great!
“Brother Lin Dong…Brother Yao Yan really left like this?” Lin Qingtan looked at Lin Dong with a somewhat disappointed tone and asked in a low voice.
“We’ll meet again someday!” Lin Dong said slowly.
"Yeah!" Lin Qingtan nodded heavily when he heard this, and at the same time he memorized the four words "Hundred Dynasties War" in his mind.
……
Yao Yan walked slowly in the forest, runes flashing under his feet, teleporting him thousands of meters away each time. As time went by, he gradually entered the realm of spiritual array masters. He could use array patterns to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and even directly affect space and time.
This terrifying speed of progress has caused the ancestral stone spirit 'Yan' to become autistic and fall into self-doubt. He has not spoken for a long time.
After all, in its mind, its master has always been the strongest person in the world... But now, it is a little confused.
It sighed in its heart, and finally took the initiative to ask: "Where are you going next, sir?"
"Walk around~" Yao Yan was brief and to the point. He did not explicitly say that the goal of this trip was the Lord of Life and Death and the Devouring Ancestral Talisman. Some things were difficult for him, a visitor from outside the domain, to explain. If he said too much, it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings. It would be more appropriate to explain it as fate and destiny.
If it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to refine and devour the ancestral stone spirit 'Yan'. After all, this thing was the best bridge to communicate with the masters of the eight ancestral talismans and the spirits of the major divine objects. It was equivalent to an identity card of his own.
With it as a witness, I collected the eight ancestral symbols one after another, which was in line with the arrangement of fate...
Sometimes, no matter how much others say, you may not believe it. You prefer to believe what you see and think, but you never think that these may be deliberately guided by others.
This moment.
Yao Yan has stepped into an ancient forest shrouded in mist. The fog is pervasive and contains a unique cold energy that interferes greatly with mental strength and can make people lose their direction.
This place is the misty forest on the edge of Dahuang County.
"The terrain here is interesting~" There was a hazy white light flashing in Yao Yan's eyes, and he seemed to be interested in the terrain of the Misty Forest. For this reason, he sat cross-legged in the void, imprinted the terrain with his mental power, and integrated it into his own formation.
If you want to become a true master of spiritual formations, the first thing you need to do is to comprehend the heaven and earth, and form a unique resonance with it, until you comprehend the veins of the heaven and earth, and then you can activate the power of the heaven and earth with the least effort.
This art is far more profound than Dou Qi and Yuan Li. It is difficult to learn and master, and requires extremely high talent. If you don't know the method, you can't even get started.
As he entered a state of enlightenment, the entire Misty Forest seemed to resonate with him. The fog that permeated this world was gradually replaced by a milky white fog, as if it was separated from the entire Tianxuan Continent and formed a world of its own.
The weapon spirit 'Yan' watched all this numbly, having seen it so many times, he no longer felt shocked. The person in front of him was simply too terrifying, and his talent was monstrous to the extreme, especially his comprehension, which was simply incredible.
While others are still at the stage of using power, this person has begun to feel the power of heaven and earth, and can even use it for his own benefit, separating himself from the entire world.
This kind of power is incredible and unheard of.
Sitting like this for nearly two years, Yao Yan finally opened his eyes slowly. As the milky white halo faded from his eyes, the nightmare fog that enveloped the entire misty forest also disappeared, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
"The art of formation is indeed interesting. If one can cultivate it to perfection, evolving the world will be a very easy matter." Yao Yan thought in his heart, and at the same time, a name emerged in his mind, Qing Yanjing, the goddess of the ancient Futu clan in the Great Thousand World.
If he wants to achieve something in the field of spiritual formations in the future, he might need to have some in-depth communication with her.
However, this thought was quickly suppressed in his heart.
“Practice really does not allow one to lose track of time. Two years have already passed… It seems that I have to resolve the issues of Tianxuan Continent as soon as possible~” Yao Yan chuckled in his heart, then took a step forward, leaving the misty forest directly and heading towards the nearest town.
In that town, he had already sensed something interesting... (End of this chapter)
