The third day of passing the customs.
Zhao Lin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and clear, and he felt that his body was filled with energy, which was more than double the amount from a few days ago.
"The second realm of Xiantian has finally stabilized."
Exhaling the last breath of turbid air from his body, he stood up and walked towards the outside of the cave.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt sticky on my body. When I looked down, I saw that my skin and clothes were covered with black sticky dirt.
Knowing that these were impurities expelled from the body after rebirth, he immediately took off all his clothes, lifted the wooden bucket on the stone platform, scooped water from the water tank, and poured it down on his head.
After rinsing it several times, I felt much cleaner and refreshed.
Putting down the barrel, he accidentally glanced at the water tank. With the dim light coming from outside the cave, a bald man with a calm face and clear outlines was reflected on the water.
The eyes, nose, mouth... are all my own, but the hair, eyebrows, and beard are missing!
"this is me?"
Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said to himself: "Removing muscles and replacing bones, cutting off hair and washing marrow, it really lives up to its name!"
The same thing happened when I looked at my body. Not a single hair of any kind was left on my body.
Zhao Lin didn't care that his hair could grow back after it fell off. He used his energy to dry his body, put on the clean clothes Lu Chaohuan gave him, and strode out of Yunjian Cave.
The afternoon sun was blazing, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Oh, you finally came out!"
"Congratulations on your safe release."
"It's great to congratulate, our Xingyun Sect has produced another Xiantian realm martial artist!"
"Thirty-one-year-old grand master, great kindness!"
"My hair is gone, my eyebrows are gone... Yang Lin, is this your brother?"
The elders came forward one after another to congratulate him. There were no disciples present at this time, and some even joked.
Zhao Lin bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you all senior protectors!"
Although he is also an elder, he is the youngest one present in terms of age and seniority. In gratitude to everyone for protecting the Dharma, he specially performed the junior ceremony.
At this time, his eyes had adapted to the outdoor light, and he raised his eyes to look at everyone. The scene before him made his heart skip a beat!
I saw a faint white light floating around the heads and shoulders of the leader and elders, just like the "afterimage" that appears when you close your eyes after staring at the light for a long time.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Lin thought he was dazzled by the sun, so he immediately closed his eyes, relaxed for a while, and then opened his eyes again.
The situation remains the same!
"what happened?"
Zhao Lin silently observed that the intensity and color of the white light above everyone's head were different.
Elder Lutu, the oldest, had a faint white light above his head, with a faint layer of gray energy in the center.
Yang Lin and Lu Chaohuan, who have the deepest cultivation, have bright white light and rich color.
And himself... Zhao Lin couldn't see the top of his head. He turned his head and glanced at his shoulders, only to see a faint green aura covering his body.
Judging from everyone's expressions, it was obvious that they could not see the light group.
This is... the art of looking at Qi?
The thought flashed through Zhao Lin's mind. It was said in the past life that Feng Shui masters could see the energy of the earth's veins, and numerology masters could see a person's destiny.
The light group he saw seemed to belong to neither of the two, but was related to cultivation.
I thought about it, I just broke through to the Xiantian realm, and I could see the light groups on people's bodies. Is this a unique ability of the Xiantian realm?
Seeing that Zhao Lin was confused, the elders thought it was because he had spent too much energy on the pass and refrained from disturbing him.
After waiting for a while, Zhao Lin's eyes returned to clarity, and he asked one after another:
"Zhao Lin, how high is your Xiantian level now?"
"It took you so long to pass the barrier. Is there anything dangerous in it?"
"Step into Xiantian, deepen your cultivation..."
Zhao Lin smiled slightly, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and answered one by one.
After talking for a while, the elders dispersed one after another.
Zhao Lin also said goodbye to Lu Chaohuan and prepared to go home for a visit.
Before breaking through the border, he had already prepared for any eventuality. Now that he had successfully broken through, he was overjoyed and suddenly wanted to go home.
Lu Chaohuan happily agreed: "That's right. Elder Zhao can go back and rest."
But after Zhao Lin left, he sighed softly.
He is the head of the Xingyun Sect and knows more secrets than others. He knows that the masters who have achieved the Xiantian Realm in the past generations of the sect seem to leave the sect, and he is slightly worried in his heart.
Zhao Lin did not go down the mountain directly, but returned to his residence first and took out a mysterious crown.
As a prince, he should wear a crown when traveling according to etiquette. Zhao Lin didn't pay attention to this. He rarely wore a crown on weekdays, but now his head was bare and looked unseemly. Wearing a crown could at least cover it up.
As for the eyebrows and beard, there is nothing you can do, you can only wait for them to grow out slowly.
On the way down the mountain, Zhao Linlu met the disciples of the sect and observed that there was also light gathering around their heads, but the color was gray and only the center shone with white light.
As for ordinary people who do not practice martial arts, their light groups are all gray.
Zhao Lin gradually understood that the light group should be the vitality of human blood.
Warriors have strong Qi and blood, and naturally have plenty of vitality, while ordinary people are much inferior.
Walking into Yongning City, there is a bustling crowd, and countless light groups appear in front of you.
Zhao Lin looked around and was more sure of his guess: young and strong people had light gray light and were condensed into groups, while old and frail people had dark gray light and loose shapes.
Return to the Duke's Mansion and knock on the door.
The concierge came out and looked at Zhao Lin, "This gentleman is..."
Zhao Lin came closer and said, "Look again, who am I?"
The porter opened his eyes wide and stared at Zhao Lin for a while, then suddenly trembled, "Duke?"
Zhao Lin nodded: "It's me."
The porter immediately knelt down and said, "My lord, please forgive me, I didn't recognize you."
Zhao Lin waved his hand and said: "It's okay, open the door and let me in."
"yes!"
The concierge opened the door and shouted into the mansion: "The Duke is back!"
Tian Dabang came out quickly and was surprised when he saw Zhao Lin's appearance, but his expression immediately returned to normal.
"When Mr. Zhao comes back, I will tell the kitchen to cook some of your favorite dishes."
Zhao Lin nodded secretly, thinking that this guy deserved to have been around for many years and knew what to ask and what not to ask.
"Let's start the party earlier tonight!"
After three days of crossing the pass, I only drank some water. Now I was hungry, so I specially warned him.
Tian Dabang responded and gave several orders, and the house immediately became busy.
Zhao Lin went straight to the backyard to greet his mother.
When he came to his mother's house, he deliberately walked harder.
Mother Zhao's surprised voice soon came from the room: "Is Lin'er back?"
A smile appeared on Zhao Lin's face, "Mother, I'm back, how did you know?"
Zhao's mother laughed and said, "I have heard your brothers' footsteps for decades, but I still can't recognize them?"
As they spoke, the maid helped Zhao's mother out of the room.
Zhao Lin stepped forward, grabbed his mother's hand, and put it on his face.
Zhao's mother was blind and had to touch Zhao Lin every time she saw him to feel at ease.
"My son's skin is really good, smooth and smooth." Mother Zhao said with satisfaction.
"My beard and eyebrows are gone, how can it not be smooth?"
Zhao Lin thought to himself, looked up, and couldn't help being surprised.
I saw the gray-black light above my mother's head, branching out into hundreds of strands of silk threads, winding towards me.
A cyan silk thread was also released from his body, entwined with it.
Zhao Lin was stunned for a long time, and suddenly a realization came to his heart.
"Is this the bondage of family ties?"
(End of chapter)
