The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 98 Change
After days of heavy rain, today is a rare sunny day. Slight wind and waves smoothed the white sand on the shore, and after the turbulence, the sea returned to calm.

From afar, the blue sea connects the sky and the earth.

"what!"

Suddenly, there was a scream, and a huge wave suddenly exploded near the sea, the sea water was stirred, a vortex appeared, and then a huge ball of bright red surged onto the sea surface.

After a while.

Ding Lin floated to the surface of the sea, pulled up a pitch-black yaksha, and used his hands as a knife to cut out the demon pill. A flash of murderous aura appeared on his body, and then he suppressed it with the breath-suppressing technique. However, his eyes, which had become fierce inexplicably, still revealed a little bit of it.

Ding Lin was actually doing pretty well these days. After all, he had advanced to the Yuanshen realm. Although this realm was still nothing in this ancient Westward Journey where immortals were everywhere and sacred beings were born, it could barely be considered as entering the threshold of becoming a strong person.

Although the sea is vast and there are many hidden dangers, Ding Lin was afraid of the follow-up pursuit of the Dragon Palace, so he deliberately used the breath-retaining method to cover up his own breath, which caused a lot of trouble. However, the soul is not a cabbage after all, and Qingyi made a big fuss in the Dragon Palace, which damaged too much power in the West Sea Dragon Palace. There was no subsequent siege and repair, so he just had a hard time along the way. From time to time, monsters took a fancy to his inner elixir and wanted to take it for themselves, and then he killed them in return.

The commotion just now was caused by a patrolling sea-yaksha in the Yuanshen realm who wanted to take away his demon pill. The result was undoubtedly that the patrolling sea-yaksha did not get what he wanted, but instead lost his demon pill.

The price he paid for this was a scar on Ding Lin's forehead, but it was only a superficial wound. Now, under the nourishment of the demonic energy, the wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the beach which is not far away.

Ding Lin let out a breath, put away the demon pill, and casually threw away the body of the patrolling sea yaksha.

Finally leaving the sea.

These days have been really exhausting both physically and mentally, but luckily it’s finally over.

"What a monster! How dare you cause trouble in the sea and kill the patrolling Yaksha without permission!"

Suddenly, a female voice sounded above his head. Then, a spiritual light flashed over. Ding Lin looked closely and saw a jade shuttle, which was filled with the power of incense and prayers, and the one who was using the shuttle was a female fairy standing on the clouds.

The distance is still more than ten miles away.

Ding Lin secretly thought it was bad luck and didn't want to cause any more trouble, so when the jade shuttle got close to him, he dived into the sea.

The jade shuttle lost its target, stayed in the air for a moment, and then flew back into the palm of the fairy.

"What a clever monster, it escaped so quickly," the fairy chuckled. She had no intention of chasing Ding Lin. She looked sad again and raised her head to look at the sky with dissatisfaction on her face. "Why isn't it raining? The rain god is really something. Didn't I tell him that the rain must not stop? Isn't this intentional? Now that the sky is clear, the clouds have to be released again. Now that my seventh sister and I are missing, the other five sisters will definitely not be able to make it in time. I don't know how long the stock we have these days can last."

"I have to send the feather robe to Seventh Sister as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to hide it. It will be terrible if Grandmother knows that we secretly went to the mortal world to play. Oh no!" The fairy looked at the place where Ding Lin hid in the water and stomped her feet lightly on the clouds. "It's all because of these abominable monsters who stole the feather robe and made Seventh Sister unable to return to heaven. Otherwise, why would there be so many problems?"

The fairy flew away while muttering.

In the water, Ding Lin waited for a while before resurfacing. He took a deep look at the place where the fairy left, and then chose another direction.

He rose into the air and jumped into a river that connected to the sea.

Ding Lin still held his breath, and with a shake of his body, he transformed into his true form of a carp, swimming along the river, away from the sea. Next, he should find a place to rest for a while and have a good rest.

…The big river branched into a small stream, and then merged into another river.

Water has no constant flow; it twists and turns.

After ups and downs for half a month, Ding Lin stopped when he thought he was far enough from the sea. He transformed into a human form and stood up from the stream. He was wearing a bright red robe and there was no demonic aura around him. He looked into the distance with deep eyes.

A range of mountains came into view.

The mountains are not big, but they are rich in vegetation and lush, which makes them very hidden. There are spiritual sources hidden in the mountains, which should have spiritual veins, but they are not obvious, and the spiritual veins should not be very rich. Such mountains are not favored by powerful demon kings, and monsters in the demon pill realm are not qualified to occupy them. They are just suitable for demon cultivators in the Yuanshen realm like Ding Lin to occupy them. They cannot get a name, but can temporarily live there.

However, apart from the spiritual energy in this mountain, there is also a faint fishy stench and a faint evil aura, which means that it must have been occupied.

But it doesn't matter.

Just rob it.

Ding Lin's temperament was not like this. Although he had lived in this world for more than a hundred years, he had never really lived alone. He was either a pet or on the way to being a pet. He still retained some of the civilized manners of his previous life. It was not until after the Dragon Palace incident that he traveled in the sea for a long time and truly saw the life of the low-level demon cultivators.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

Even after gaining power, the monsters interpret the law of the jungle more vividly than the wild beasts.

In these days, there were dozens of demons who died at Ding Lin's hands, if not hundreds. The worst were at the demon pill level, and there were even a dozen demon cultivators at the Yuanshen level. He encountered only three or two big demons that could rival him, and all of them were big demons that had cultivated to the depths of the Yuanshen level.

Although he had just entered the realm of the spirit, Ding Lin had plundered most of Princess Halloween's resources. At this level, he could be considered a strong fighter.

Ding Lin had always felt that he was very weak before, that was because he was a pet at that time, and he was surrounded by those big guys who could leave their names in mythology. But in fact, the cornerstones of this world were mostly made up of mortals and those low-level demon cultivators.

Now that he was out of that circle, he finally saw the world of monsters. Although the time was not very long, it was real enough.

From discomfort, to acceptance, to integration.

It turns out that a person's temperament and thinking habits will really change with the environment.

Fighting and hiding all the way.

Perhaps, even Ding Lin himself did not realize that his eyes were now very similar to those monsters he had killed along the way.

However, you still need to investigate before taking action, so as to avoid running into someone who is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, which would be bad if you kick against a steel plate.

Ding Lin thought to himself, he was very familiar with this.

He spends all day hunting geese and doesn't want to be pecked in the eyes by a goose.

Then, Ding Lin changed back to his original form, still practicing the Breath-Containing Technique, and swam towards the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)