Chapter 5 Two Years Later! Part 3

  Listening to Er Jie's words, Tang Lin sighed in his heart. Only genuine and valuable strength is the hard truth. No matter what one's innate talent is, if they lose in the challenge three years later, they will still have to leave Xing Ge and return to Qi Xing Lou to continue their cultivation.

  "These three years, I will help you well and let you reach the power of a Martial God!" Tang Xiao Feng looked at Tang Lin, grasped his hand and comforted him: "You don't have to worry, although it's difficult to become a Martial God in three years, there is still some hope."

  Tang Lin nodded slightly.

  He knew that his second sister was comforting herself, but in reality, it was almost impossible to reach the level of a Martial God within three years. Although the spiritual energy here was rich, wanting to go from the third boundary of a martial artist to the realm of a Martial God in just three years was as difficult as ascending to heaven!

  "No matter what, I'll work hard." Tang Lin smiled and said to his second sister.

  "Let's practice martial arts together from now on." Tang Xiao Feng looked at Tang Lin and said, "I'll pass on to you all the experiences that Master taught me, heh heh."

  Tang Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he scratched his head, saying: "The boss knows about it, won't be angry, right?"

  "Of course I'd be angry." Tang Xiao Feng mischievously said: "As long as he doesn't know, it's fine. I'm secretly telling you."

  Tang Lin was deeply moved in his heart.

  ……

  It's late at night.

  Tang Lin returned to the 17th floor and told Xiao Hui about what had happened today. When he heard that there was still a remnant of the Purple Winged Peng's soul in Tang Lin's body, Xiao Hui was shocked and immediately said: "Quickly eliminate it, once this demon regains its power, it will definitely devour your soul!"

  "Tang Lin exclaimed in shock: 'It shouldn't be recovering this quickly, should it?'"

  "In short, disappearing is the safest option." Xiao Hui said firmly.

  Tang Lin thought of the pitiful appearance of the Purple Winged Peng when it begged for mercy, and he couldn't bear it in his heart. But he had absolute trust in Xiao Hui, so after some thought, he closed his eyes and saw the residual soul of the Purple Winged Peng wandering in his mind, with a faint purple glow floating on its body.

  Tang Lin gazed at it for a moment before appearing beside it, furrowing his brow and saying: "Are you cultivating?"

  The Purple Winged Peng was shocked, and its body immediately returned to a phantom state. Its head shook like a rattle drum as it said, "No, no, I'm here, how dare I cultivate? What if I leak out my demonic energy and alert that Chu Xiang Tian? He'll definitely kill me until not even ashes are left."

  Tang Lin looked at it with increasingly sharp eyes and said, "What were you just doing?"

  "Earlier? No, I didn't do anything."

  Whoosh!

  Tang Lin's mind stirred, and the strings of his zither became like swords. The Purple Winged Great Peng suddenly swooped down and flew away.

  The Purple Winged Peng felt Tang Lin's killing intent, a hint of anger rising in his eyes. Suddenly, he let out a loud cry to the sky and released a dense purple aura from his body, transforming into a sharp purple flying needle.

  Whoosh!

  The purple flying needle shot towards Tang Lin.

  "Die!" The voice of the Purple Winged Peng contained cruelty and savagery.

  Tang Lin immediately felt a sharp pain in his soul, almost suffocating him. He urged the strings of his zither to collide with the purple flying needle. The strings vibrated, and a tremolo sound wiped away some of the fierce energy on the purple flying needle, but it still violently swept towards Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to defend himself with all his might.

  Just then——

  Dong~

  An ancient and mysterious bell sound echoed in Tang Lin's mind, a small golden bell flashing with light enveloped the purple flying needle inside.

  "No——" Zǐ Yì Dà Péng let out a mournful cry.

  The golden small bell enveloped the purple-winged roc, pulling it out of Tang Lin's mind. Tang Lin opened his eyes and looked over, only to see that in front of him, suspended in mid-air was that jet-black small bell. Underneath this small bell, a golden light radiated outward, enveloping a very tiny purple roc bird.

  Buzz... buzz...

  The small bell hummed, and the black small bell seemed to peel off layer by layer, revealing a dazzling golden light. The entire small bell was suddenly refreshed, and it turned out to be a golden small bell.

  Tang Lin did not expect that this small black clock given by the kitten would have such a magical effect.

  At this time, the Purple Wing Peng was thoroughly absorbed into the small bell, and a string of ancient scriptures floated up from the bell sound, surrounding the small bell. After a long time, the scriptures retracted and were engraved on the surface of the small bell, and the small bell also lost its golden light, turning into an ordinary small bell, falling into Tang Lin's hand.

  Tang Lin and Xiao Hui were both shocked, Xiao Hui exclaimed in surprise: "This sacred artifact hasn't even acknowledged a master yet, but it's actually helping you subdue the Purple Winged Peng on its own, this is unbelievable!"

  Tang Lin was equally perplexed.

  He looked at the golden small clock in his hand, turned it over to take a look, and found that there was nothing inside. He didn't expect to see the Purple Winged Peng inside the small clock anyway. Unexpectedly, this child's action made him see a purple big peng bird carved inside the small clock!

  This purple bird, with delicate feathers as if painted, exudes a noble aura, looking up at the sky with its head held high, turning and moving with a lively spirit.

  "Could it be that this is the subdued Purple Winged Peng Demon?"

  Tang Lin looked at it and finally put the small bell away. When his spirit was strong enough, he would be able to master the small bell and naturally understand everything.

  Thinking of the encounter just now, Tang Lin secretly sighed in his heart, he was really foolish earlier, actually going to sympathize with the demon, almost putting himself in a desperate situation, if it wasn't for Xiao Zhong's rescue, I don't know what the situation would be like at this moment.

  "You monsters are all too cunning, ungrateful and want to kill me. From now on, I absolutely cannot easily trust anyone." Tang Lin secretly thought.

  They say "take a loss and gain wisdom", Tang Lin has learned his lesson this time.

  Tang Lin took out the mysterious painting and placed it beside the bed, gazing at it. He thought of what the Purple Winged Peng had said about "Hui Jian" (Wisdom Sword) today, and his heart stirred. He turned to Xiao Hui and asked: "What is a Wisdom Sword?"

  Xiao Hui looked at him in surprise, "How did you know about Huì Jiàn?"

  Tang Lin said: "Today, this purple-winged roc spoke."

  Xiao Hui murmured, "There are several kinds of Wisdom Swords. The Wisdom Sword in the mouths of scholars is a sword of wisdom, but what Ziyu Dapeng said was not this 'Wisdom Sword'. What it referred to was a 'Wisdom Sword' condensed from spiritual energy."

  "When spiritual power is strong enough, it can condense into a wisdom sword, cutting through all illusions, unaffected by the magic of demons and monsters."

  Tang Lin nodded in sudden realization.

  Xiao Hui looked at Tang Lin and smiled lightly: "Now that your essence soul power has made some progress, I'll tell you about the levels of essence souls."

  Tang Lin's eyes lit up.

  "When one first refines their jing and shen, the jing and shen are divided into two levels: 'heart separates into two uses' and 'forget nothing after seeing'. These two are both foundational levels."

  "The first level is 'soul departure', the second level is 'spirit roaming in the void', and the third level is 'not entering reincarnation'!"

  "When you reach the realm of Soul Departure, you can cast illusions to confuse all mortals including the God of War! When you reach the realm of Spiritual Wanderings, your soul is as solid as substance, fearing nothing!"

  Xiao Hui sighed, "As for the level of 'not entering reincarnation', I've never heard of anyone reaching it. In the world, those who can cultivate their souls to transcend their souls are probably only legendary immortals."

  Tang Lin was shocked in his heart.

  "Reach the state of soul departure, can confuse the martial god?" Tang Lin looked at his own body, "My soul can leave my body? What kind of realm is this?"

  "When you reach the realm of soul departure, you can condense the wisdom sword." Xiao Hui smiled and said: "At this time, as long as the opponent's soul power does not exceed yours, they cannot confuse you."

  Tang Lin looked at Xiao Hui and curiously asked: "What level has your soul power reached?"

  "It's just one step away from reaching the realm of spiritual wandering." Xiao Hui chuckled and said, "The soul power of our demon-suppressing masters is relatively stronger compared to warriors. We usually need to focus our mental energy on drawing talismans, arrays, and formations, so we often cultivate our souls through practice."

  Tang Lin nodded slightly.

  Through this matter of Zǐ Yì Dà Péng, Táng Lín attaches great importance to the power of the soul. He begins to observe the mysterious scroll more seriously.

  Time flies.

  Every time Tang Lin gazes at the mysterious painting, he has an illusion that the ancient zither in the hands of the beautiful woman is not a zither, but seven wise swords.

  ……

  Spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and fall.

  It's been two years in the blink of an eye.

  Snowflakes gently fell from the sky, piling up on the Thirty-Three Star Platform. For those in the Star Pavilion, cultivation was always a dull and tedious task. Every day, they had to go through the routine of star platform training, either hunting down demons or studying ancient martial arts manuals.

  Everyone is self-taught.

  As for what they did not understand in martial arts, they would seek answers from the Saint on the Saint's Lectern which was held once every June.

  After two years, Tang Lin had changed a lot. He spent his spare time every day practicing martial arts with Er Jie and training his body. Occasionally, he would go hunting with Er Jie.

  In these two years, some things happened, such as the earliest time, Tang Lin received a letter from his family saying that the Dragon Festival ceremony of his mother had encountered some changes and would be postponed for four years. Now two years have passed, and it is still necessary to wait another two years.

  Tang Lin was immersed in martial arts, and his thoughts of his mother were temporarily suppressed.

  In addition, there were some special tasks handed over by the martial arts hall along the way, which made Tang Lin remember three great achievements. The first great achievement was that a year ago, the 'Ice Sparrow City' on the border of 'Beidao Province' encountered a demon washing and looting, and all the residents in the city were slaughtered.

  The first is the three-headed Wan Nian Dao Xing Yao Guai.

  Xing Ge sent out eighteen people, Tang Lin was among them, and hunted down many thousands of years of Dao Xing Yao Guai, recording a great merit.

  Secondly, in September, the dam of the Longjiang Province was breached by a river monster, and all members of Xingge gathered to transport giant rocks and rebuild the dam.

  Third, half a year ago, outside the 'Hundred Birds City' of 'Waste Ancient Province', there was a group of robbers who looted recklessly. The leader was unexpectedly a martial arts expert. The Star Pavilion dispatched Tang Lin and Tang Xiao Feng to go together to annihilate the thieves' den.

  ……

  Three watches are over, brothers, ask for Zhang's recommendation ticket, ask for collection, wow~~~