A ball of white light appeared on Lin Feng's palm. In the middle of the white light was a huge white elephant. It was usually mighty and domineering, but it was now on the verge of death.
There was a young boy lying on the elephant. He was the Yuanying of Yun Xiang Patriarch whom Lin Feng had captured during the opening ceremony outside the Sand Continent City.
Yun Xiang Patriarch was the sect master of the North Foot Cloud Elephant Sect of Kunlun Mountain. He had initially come to watch Xuanmen Tianzong's opening ceremony, but he had the intention of currying favor with Pang Jie and Kong Chang. He had suddenly joined the attack on Xuanmen Tianzong and was captured by Lin Feng.
His body was destroyed by the clone of the God of War. Yuanying wanted to escape, but he was captured by Lin Feng. Lin Feng had not cared about him for the past few days, but he had been suppressing Yuanying, preventing him from recovering from his injuries. He had been in such a weak state.
If Lin Feng had dealt with him earlier, it would have been fine. However, he had been living like a prisoner, as if there was a guillotine hanging over his head and he did not know when it would fall. That was the most painful thing for Yun Xiang Patriarch.
After living in constant danger for such a long time, even though Yun Xiang Patriarch had formed Yuanying, his willpower was greatly damaged. The fear that he had rarely felt since he formed his Gold Core surfaced in his mind again.
Seeing Lin Feng, Yun Xiang Patriarch was terrified, "Senior, please spare me. I'm willing to lead the Cloud Elephant Sect to join Xuanmen Tianzong …"
He wanted to beg again, but Lin Feng had already pointed his finger at his forehead, "You will reap what you sow in the past."
"No!" Yun Xiang Patriarch let out a cry, but he had no strength to struggle.
As time passed, Yun Xiang Patriarch's eyes became more and more unfocused. In the end, there was no aura at all. All that was left was the most primitive and ancient ignorance. He was truly ignorant and had no sense of self. He was like a newborn baby.
The Nascent Soul of the Cloud Elephant Patriarch merged into one with the giant white elephant beneath him, and then its body continuously shrunk, finally condensing into a physical form, turning into a jade statue in the shape of a small white elephant, landing in Lin Feng's palm.
Lin Feng raised a finger, tapping on the back of the white jade elephant. This white jade elephant statue's eyes instantly shone brightly.
The little elephant made of jade seemed to come alive, curling up its legs and lying on Lin Feng's palm. Lin Feng flipped it over, carving a simple and unadorned rune at the bottom of the jade carving. The rune's outline and strokes were all blood red, the red light condensed and penetrated deep into the white elephant jade carving.
The light in the white elephant's eyes retracted back into its body. Lin Feng smiled, "This treasure can be named Cloud Elephant Seal. It's suitable for Little Lin."
After Lin Feng finished refining the Cloud Elephant Seal, his heart stirred. He sensed that Wang Lin, who was in the Sutra Repository, had also succeeded.
He walked into the Sutra Repository and asked with a smile, "Little Lin, did everything go well?"
Lin Feng looked up and saw Wang Lin frowning slightly. He sat cross-legged in front of a bookshelf and was deep in thought as he looked at a Dao manual in front of him.
Seeing Lin Feng come in, Wang Lin hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Master."
Lin Feng looked at him and couldn't help but feel puzzled. He asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Wang Lin picked up the Dao manual from the bookshelf and handed it to Lin Feng. His expression was a little distressed, "I've finished deriving the Dao technique. Please take a look, Master."
"Although the Dao technique is completed, I still feel that it's not perfect enough. I feel that it's still one step away from the ideal state in my heart."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, "Oh?" He took the Dao manual from Wang Lin and scanned it with his divine sense. He had already browsed through the Dao technique.
The Dao technique Wang Lin created was called the True Scripture of Myriad Heavens of Ultimate Path. It combined Wang Lin's comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth since he started cultivating. It used the Eight Trigrams Great Dao Scripture as the foundation and integrated the two extreme power concepts of Nirvana and Creation.
However, Lin Feng immediately realized that it was just like what Wang Lin said. This Dao technique was still a little bit away from being truly perfect.
This had nothing to do with whether the Dao manual was incomplete or not. If the content was incomplete, the special function of the first floor of the Scripture Depository would automatically fill in the gaps.
Wang Lin's True Scripture of Myriad Heavens of Ultimate Path was complete in content. The only thing lacking was that it didn't reach the ideal level in depth.
The dao arts that Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan and the others created are actually also lacking in terms of depth. At least from Lin Feng's point of view, a lot of things they are also only at the beginner level. This is related to their current level, as they continue walking step by step on the path of cultivation in the future, they will definitely be able to continuously strengthen and deepen.
However, the Dao techniques of Xiao Budian and the others had indeed dug out their own understanding of the principles of Heaven and Earth to the extreme.
Wang Lin was different. This Dao technique of his was called the Extreme Path. However, it didn't reach his current limit. It was a little bit lacking in terms of concept.
He definitely tried his best to perfect it. However, the reality was very cruel.
It was precisely because of this that Wang Lin felt confused and distressed.
Lin Feng looked at the True Scripture of Myriad Heavens of Ultimate Path in his hands. Suddenly, he had a thought and said, "Little Lin, now, enter your Yellow Springs Death Realm state."
Wang Lin did as he was told. The golden elixir in his body trembled. Large amounts of black Nirvana Qi surged out of his body. He looked like the lord of the underworld that came from the Yellow Springs Death Realm.
"Master, when I derived the Dao technique previously, I was also in the Yellow Springs Death Realm state."
Lin Feng nodded and said slowly, "I know." He looked at Wang Lin and sighed in his heart, "As expected."
"When Little Lin first formed his Gold Core and used the Yellow Springs Death Realm, I didn't notice it." A look of realization flashed through Lin Feng's eyes. "Now that I'm suspicious, I paid special attention and immediately saw the clues."
Wang Lin had been working hard for many years, and finally, after accumulating enough, he soared to the sky. From the Early-stage of Foundation Establishment, he directly stepped into the Early-stage of Gold Core. The improvement in his strength was naturally earth-shaking. The haze in his heart for many years was swept away, and his whole person became much more relaxed. Even his usually cold face had more smiles than usual.
Feeling proud and elated — this was the current state of Wang Lin's body and mind.
However, there were two sides to everything. Wang Lin had turned over a new leaf and was in a good mood. He was no longer sullen and depressed. One of the direct consequences was that his Yellow Springs Death Realm cultivation had regressed!
This didn't mean that Wang Lin's strength had regressed. In comparison, it wouldn't be a problem for him to fight ten or twenty of the original him.
Instead, it meant that Wang Lin couldn't return to his previous depressed state of mind.
Wang Lin's Yellow Springs Death Realm was a completely extreme path. He completely transformed his mana into the vicious power of nirvana. The more extreme this transformation was, the stronger it was.
The concept of nirvana and creation that Wang Lin comprehended were originally two opposite forces that walked the extreme path.
Cultivating this kind of divine art was directly related to Wang Lin's state of mind, which was under great pressure at that time.
His senior and junior brothers became stronger and stronger, and the gap between them grew bigger and bigger. Outsiders even looked at him with disdain.
Thanks to Wang Lin's strong will, his mind didn't become twisted. Instead, he turned all of this into motivation to improve. But unknowingly, it helped him comprehend the divine art and mana of the Yellow Springs Death Realm.
"Little Lin's Yellow Springs Death Realm is the product of a mutation after the fusion of his soul and mana." Lin Feng thought, "The more extreme a cultivator's emotions are, the more complete the transformation of mana into the power of nirvana would be."
Wang Lin's current state of mind was naturally a form of relaxation for his cultivation, a form of improvement. The Mortal Forest House cave that he had settled down and managed exuded a bit of returning to one's true self, the dao of nature making Zhu Yi, Xiao Yan and the others all feel that they had benefited a lot from it.
But such a state of mind was undoubtedly a form of regression and damage to the Yellow Springs Death Realm.
But when he was deriving the Heavens Extreme Dao Sutra, Wang Lin couldn't help but fuse in the Yellow Springs Death Realm's concept. But because his state of mind had changed, he didn't get what he wanted.
After hearing Lin Feng's explanation, Wang Lin was enlightened. He laughed self-mockingly, "I'm like this right?"
"I can't fully blame you." Lin Feng shook his head and laughed, "Little Lin, your thoughts are good and the path you're taking is correct. It's just that you haven't settled enough."
Wang Lin nodded, "I will continue to study the dao."
"There's no rush." Lin Feng thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Little Lin, do you have any plans to go home to visit your family?"
When Wang Lin heard this, he was stunned. He opened his mouth but didn't make a sound.
In the real world, he had only been away from home for two years. But because he was cultivating in the Mysterious Heaven Time Light Grotto-Heaven, many years had passed in Wang Lin's own time.
Previously, he was focused on cultivation and spent all his energy on cultivation. He didn't feel anything when there was no sun or moon in the mountains. But now that Lin Feng mentioned it, he suddenly felt an uncontrollable longing for his family. It instantly filled his heart.
Now that he had formed the Golden Elixir, even if he went home, it could be said that he had returned home in glory and could make his parents proud.
Wang Lin composed himself. After calming his emotions, he said slowly, "There's no rush. I will first perfect the dao and teach it to my disciples. It won't be too late to go home when Li Xingfei's cultivation is completely on the right track."
"You decide that yourself," Lin Feng said, "A loving mother holds the thread in her hand and a wandering son wears the clothes on his back. For most parents, no matter how short a period of time their children have been away, they will still miss them. "
Wang Lin nodded repeatedly. Looking at Lin Feng, he also felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
After bidding farewell to Wang Lin, Lin Feng went alone to the third floor of the Scripture Repository and sat down. He looked at the void outside the window in a daze until a voice transmission crystal shattered and sent a message. After Lin Feng picked it up, he heard the voice of Heavenly Trade Pavilion's steward, Song Fu.
After hearing Song Fu's words, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. "The Fourth Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Liang Qian, wants to pay a visit to me, Xuanmen Tianzong?"
"Sect Leader Lin, please wait a moment." Song Fu's voice lowered and was followed by the voice of a young man. He had the natural grace of a noble, but he was very respectful in front of Lin Feng.
The Fourth Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Liang Qian, said that this time he wanted to enter the Kunlun Mountains to travel. As the well-deserved overlord of the northern foothills of the Kunlun Mountains, Xuanmen Tianzong naturally wanted to pay a visit to the mountain gate. He also hoped to receive pointers from the master of the Daoist Sect, Lin Feng.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty …" Lin Feng's heart moved slightly and he immediately agreed. He used his mana to send a voice transmission to summon Zhu Yi.
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