Chapter 514 - The Interlaced Time of Ten Thousand Years (II) (1/2)
“The word figure ‘water’ you wrote is still not good enough. Take a closer look. I will only write this once.”
Lin Luoran calms down after hearing this.
She has witnessed a wild animal bending down in front of the man in robe in the dream and the Divine Inspiration in The Great Truths. Lin Luoran totally idolizes the man for his strength.
Even though he is inside the monster body of the Acacia tree, he will never be defeated by the fake saintess who has just shaped her body, right?!
The man in robe raises his hand casually and uses it as a pen. It is obviously just an ordinary gesture, but he does it in a leisurely way.
When he draws the first stroke, Lin Luoran keenly senses her own shortcomings.
In order to grasp the morphological strokes of each word figure, she keeps practicing tirelessly in her dreams or during those years of interstellar travel back from Nami.
Working hard has helped her master the basics of eight word figures. The amazing effect of her writing begins to reveal, but it is still far from the effect of the writing of the man in robe.
Lin Luoran used to think it was attributed to her low personal ability. But watching how the man writes, she finally understands the real difference.
Well… when Lin Luoran writes the word, she writes every stroke and even every node strictly following the rules for fear of failure.
For the character “water”, the man in robe makes a subtle turning point at the first stroke, making the fixed golden figure more vivid.
It is a change full of Reiki. Is it because the man in robe makes it mingle with the environment?
Lin Luoran now doesn’t want to waste the opportunity so she doesn’t even blink her eyes. She feels excited about every subtle turn and the intense sparks of the inspiration. Frequent activities in the cerebral cortex are the effect that Lin Luoran makes when deducing the change at each node .
It turns out that a simple character “water” can be so flexible!
When the man in robe finishes writing the last stroke and moves his fingers off, a dazzling golden word figure appears in the air. The G.o.d of “water” is here, and all forms of water come to wors.h.i.+p. The snow water that is enough to engulf the entire Green Mountains is driven by the force of the laws of heaven and earth, and rushes towards the man in robe.
Snow water comes from the distant boundary of the Green Mountains and gathers here, flowing over mountains and gorges. Creeks converge into rivers, and then rush along the well-distributed river channels in Green Mountains. White waves leave a few seconds before new rivers are here. Waves drive waves, and water chases after water. The snow water that occupies everywhere is well-organized and has minimized the damage of the flood of the Green Mountains.
As for the fake saintess, the man in robe doesn’t have to deal with her himself. The acc.u.mulating water vapor has gradually extinguished her flames. Her red dress is soaked, and her long hair clings to her scalp without any sense of elegance… The fake saintess probably never feels so embarra.s.sed in her life that she might want to die if she were sober at this moment.
The man in robe floats in the air, waiting for the time. He spreads his right palm when water from four directions converges .
The palm of his hand is like a bottomless hole with delicious bait, attracting the water to go there spontaneously. The water vapor blurs his side face and his appearance, which makes it even more difficult to realize that he is now inside the Acacia female monster.
Obviously, they have two completely different faces. “Unscented” is bis.e.xual, beautiful, and handsome. As for the man in robe in the dream, he is very ordinary among cultivators with gentle and indifferent temperament, as if he can be easily ignored… Obviously, he has the temperament as ordinary as his five figures. Now that he borrows someone else’s body, the exquisite face of the Acacia tree monster becomes insignificant. Therefore, people can easily distinguish these two “people”.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the last bit of snow is swallowed by the man’s palm.
A monstrous flood that can submerge a world turns into three blue water droplets as big as the nail of a thumb. The flowing silver light s.h.i.+nes deep in the drops, and the surface is covered with a protective film like jelly.
The word “water” can be retracted and released, just like the word “snow” Lin Luoran wrote. She could melt the snow after controlling it. However, the man in robe can write as he pleases. As the word is completed, it will follow his order and then converge into flood—
“Don’t underestimate these three little things. Squeezing one of them can cause something that is more powerful than dragon nationality making waves… well, since I have made an exception to help you, I will give them to you.”
The man in robe waves his hand towards the sky, and then a white cloud turns into silver light. In his hand, it is pulled into a translucent, slim thread, which pa.s.s through three blue water droplets, and then a unique water droplet necklace is made.
From a distance, the water droplets are surrounded by clouds and fog. The man in robe grabs some flowing clouds from the sky to make silk threads. Some scattered clouds and fog surround the drops and linger on.
In fact, Lin Luoran usually gives presents to her families and friends. There are few gifts she actually receives, and no one is generous like this man.
As the fake saintess said, she must be the “inheritor” chosen by the man in robe. However, he has been spoiling her, and they are much closer than ordinary master and his apprentice.
Although they have never spent time together, he always helps her stealthily whenever she is in crisis. Maybe it’s the care in silence. She can feel that the protection of the man in robe is pure and sincere and has nothing to do with love. So, she can easily be herself in front of the man in robe.
Lin Luoran is not hypocritical. She just receives the water droplet necklace. As the warm water vapor can nourish soul, it is exactly the right remedy for her injury in the ocean of consciousness!
Lin Luoran has so much to say, but then it all turns into some kind of tacit silence. Her heart is now filled with words like “I will definitely pay you back”.
“What about her…?”
Baojia is so hurt because of the heavy damage of Snow Sword that it’s now even difficult for her to speak. Lin Luoran wakes up immediately and looks in the direction she is pointing at… the fake saintess! Lin Luoran almost forgets her!
The fake saintess is in a bad shape. It seems that it doesn’t matter to kill her or not.
However, for this enemy who has been haunting Lin Luoran for hundreds of years, even if she is nice and sympathetic, she will never just let her go out of compa.s.sion… This woman has done tons of evil deeds. Even being suppressed in the underground world, she can still successfully escape twice. Without the help of the man in robe, Lin Luoran will definitely be dead this time. For the fake saintess who is so good at seizing every opportunity, Lin Luoran can’t beat her even after three hundred years. If she doesn’t cut the weeds and dig up the roots, there will be endless of trouble in the future—sometimes cultivators must kill and it is helpless.
The man in robe totally understands the principle of helping others to the end. After hearing Baojia’s question, he barely thinks before stretching out his index finger and points at the fake saintess from the distance.
There is a flas.h.i.+ng electric arc on his fingertip. His action is quick, but in the eyes of Lin Luoran and Baojia it was nothing but slow motion.
Lin Luoran is fine, and she holds on for a while. However, Baojia, with lower personal ability and being injured, only looks at it for a while and frowns. She quickly looks at other places, trying to focus and looking at her toes.
If White Fairy can see it, she will definitely connect it with the scene of killing vampire bat elites with a single finger in the memory of the black shadow Venerable.
In fact, after all, the man uses the body of the Acacia tree monster and was exhausted to control the flood before. Though the finger arc flashes and the momentum is impressive, compared with the amazing finger when dealing with vampire bat, the effect is far worse.