C2 Dreamy butterflies

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.

At this time of the year, the villagers were busy farming. In order to get a good harvest next year and not starve to death, Lin Shi and his wife could only leave the unconscious Lin Mo to busy themselves with farm work.

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 used it to bore a hole, and hung it on his chest like a jade pendant.

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.

One kind of thought, one kind of life, one kind of soul, had invaded his mind, fought with it, entangled with it, merged 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, this was the White Cloud Town Black Soil Village.

Cultivating martial arts, cultivating the heavens, farming; High Clouds 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 soul slowly fused together, making him unable to tell which one was him.

"Zhuang Zhou Zhuang Zhou", the unconscious Lin Mo kept moaning. But with the tens of thousands of years of history in the Sky Spill Continent, where did Zhuang Zhou come from? However, the memory that had appeared in his mind was actually so real, that the unconscious Lin Mo was unable to differentiate between the truth and the false.

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 High Clouds 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 level spiritual root, in a small town, he was already considered a mid-tier talent. However, the High Clouds 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.

They would directly record all fifth stage spiritual root and above. 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 High Clouds 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, High Clouds Sect is naturally my highest goal.

Unfortunately, High Clouds 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 that was that the left hand's veins had been cut open, all of its internal organs were damaged, and its Dantian was shattered, losing more than half of its 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 when the two soul were fusing.

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 arts were divided into three levels, with Heaven, Earth, and Human ranks as three levels. Within these three levels, there were upper, middle, and lower third-grade levels.

Human Ranked Cultivation Method was commonly known as "A certain technique" or "A certain technique". Earth Rank cultivation techniques were generally called "A certain art" or "A certain art". The Heaven Ranked Cultivation Method was honored as the "Sutra of Certain" or "Book of Certain".

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

The young people who failed the examination were all bestowed one or two mid-grade Human Rank cultivation techniques, and were sent back to cultivate and participate in the examination.

Lin Mo had trained in mental cultivation for the past fifteen years using the [mystification s] that was distributed by the White Cloud Division. He taught them how to absorb Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth s and turn them into profound strength s in their bodies.

In terms of battle skills, he only learned a set of < Arhat Fist >. Its name was pleasant to hear, but it was only a fist technique that explained strength using techniques.

As they were all Human Ranked Cultivation Method s, they were all called "Methods" and "Arts". As for the "Arts" and "Arts", forget about practicing them, he had not even heard of them before.

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 High Clouds Sect, it was precisely because of the《 Heavenly Book of Armor Evasion》 that she was able to reach the heights of the seventh-grade sect.

This Secret Scriptures was only a low-grade Heaven-ranked technique and had already become the most brilliant technique in the eyes of over a billion martial artists in the Great Ming Kingdom. Everyone was envious of it and thought that it was impossible to obtain.

Lin Mo had painstakingly trained in martial arts for close to ten years, and could be considered to have achieved a small accomplishment as he reached the fourth level of Tempering Body.

Tempering Body was divided into nine stages.

The cultivation base of the fourth stage of Tempering Body was not high, but it was not low either. In the younger generation of the village, it could be said to be above average. 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 spiritual root s of Inherent Skill level 5 and above, and to directly accept them.

There were different levels of Inherent Skills. According to the spiritual root, there were a total of nine levels. Those with a high cultivation level in spiritual root would have great achievements in the future. Those with low cultivation level could not compare to those with a high innate talent, no matter how fast they absorbed Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth s or how deep they comprehended Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The difference between the two was almost multiple. For example, if Lin Mo's Inherent skill, spiritual root, was ranked at the third level and the number of Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth accumulated for an hour was "1", then the level four spiritual root would only be able to absorb "2" and the level five spiritual root would only be able to absorb "4".

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. spiritual root were not bad, there were at least three levels, they would distribute cultivation techniques to him and have him train hard, after a year she would participate in the examination, and those who passed would be recorded as disciples of outer sect.

Those who were over sixteen had to reach the sixth level of Tempering Body; those who were fifteen had to reach the fifth level of Tempering Body; those who were fourteen had to reach the fourth level of Tempering Body; and those under the age of thirteen had to reach the third level of Tempering Body.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo's luck was bad, and he was always one step slower. Before he was fourteen, he had always been stuck at the third level of Tempering Body. By the time his cultivation reached the Tempering Body's heavy level, he would be older than fourteen years old. It wasn't easy to get his cultivation to the fourth level of the Tempering Body, and he would be fifteen years old again this year!

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 entangled memories in his mind, Lin Mo suddenly realized that he had touched the threshold of the Heaven Ranked Cultivation Method s that were compatible with each other!