Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 134 Meeting a Hundred Years Later, Li Ling'er
After a while, the spirit boat crossed the sky like a meteor and stopped steadily near the Yue State camp.

Lin Fan controlled the spirit boat to slowly descend. After the spirit boat came to a steady stop, everyone got off the spirit boat in an orderly manner.

As soon as everyone landed, before they could express their gratitude to Lin Fan again, they saw Lin Fan's calm expression and said slowly and calmly, "I have important matters to attend to. You can all leave now!"

"Yes, senior!" Everyone responded in unison, with a bit of awe and obedience in their voices.

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to respond, he flashed away like a shadow, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye, leaving everyone there looking at each other in bewilderment.

Han Li looked at the direction where Lin Fan left, frowned slightly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and then he thought to himself that this Uncle Lin acted decisively and without any delay. He would definitely find an opportunity to repay his kindness today in the future.

The other Foundation Establishment cultivators also came to their senses. Although they were a little surprised by Lin Fan's hasty departure, they were more grateful to him for saving their lives.

Everyone calmed down and headed towards the camp, ready to tell the others in the camp about what had happened.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan appeared at the battle merit exchange point in the camp like a ghost.

This place is quite lively, with more than a dozen staff members each doing their own job. The cultivators in the Qi training stage are responsible for receiving the cultivators in the Qi training stage, the cultivators in the foundation building stage handle the affairs of the foundation building stage, and the cultivators in the Jindan stage specifically deal with the customers in the Jindan stage. The division of labor is clear and the order is in good order.

A Jindan stage cultivator wearing the uniform of the Giant Sword Sect had sharp eyes and spotted Lin Fan who walked in at a glance.

He smiled professionally and took the initiative to greet him, "It's Fellow Daoist Lin from the Yellow Maple Valley. It's been a while since we last met. I hope you're all well. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Lin has anything to do for you today?"

There was just the right amount of enthusiasm and respect in his tone, and he was clearly quite polite to Lin Fan, a fellow cultivator in the Jindan stage.

Lin Fan's expression remained calm as he raised his hand and pulled out an identity token from his storage bag. His movements were casual yet somewhat unrestrained as he handed it to Zhang Tao standing beside him. He said, "This is what I just found. I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Zhang to help me exchange it for military merit."

"Oh?"

When Zhang Tao of the Giant Sword Sect heard this, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he quickly reached out to take the token.

His eyes were instantly attracted by the token, and he immediately examined it with full concentration, carefully examining every detail and not missing any clues.

After a while, Zhang Tao's expression shifted from concentration to shock. He looked up at Lin Fan with an expression of disbelief, his voice rising unconsciously, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Lin! This identity token is absolutely genuine, guaranteed to be authentic. This is truly remarkable! It belongs to a late Jindan stage expert!"

He paused briefly to calm his excitement, then continued, "According to the alliance rules, this token can be exchanged for a full 20 battle merits!"

At this point, Zhang Tao's eyes were filled with admiration and amazement. "Fellow Daoist Lin, you truly possess unparalleled skills! A master in the late Jindan stage, a renowned figure in the world of immortal cultivation, was defeated by you. This is truly truly admirable!"

"A fluke, a fluke."

Lin Fan wore a humble smile and waved his hand, speaking slowly, "This man had suffered some serious injuries before, and his condition is not as good as before. I just took advantage of the opportunity and took advantage of him."

As he spoke, his expression was calm, without any trace of arrogance.

"Where are you talking?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tao shook his head like a rattle, a flattering smile plastered on his face. He took two steps forward, raised his thumb, and said in a tone full of compliments, "Friend Lin, you are truly blessed with good fortune, and your strength is beyond reproach!"

Think about it, even if the other party is injured, he is a powerful person in the late Jindan stage. If it were someone else, he would not even have time to hide, so how could he dare to step forward?
Only you have the courage and ability to kill him on the horse. This is not something that ordinary people can do!

Lin Fan reached into his bosom and swiftly pulled out his identity token, handing it to Zhang Tao. His expression was gentle, and his words were filled with courtesy. "Fellow Daoist, please help me transfer my military merits to my identity token. Thank you very much."

Zhang Tao slapped his forehead suddenly, a trace of annoyance flashed across his face, and he nodded hurriedly in response, "Look at my memory. Yes, yes, I'll help Fellow Daoist Lin right away!"

After saying that, he took the token steadily with both hands, moving quickly and carefully, fearing that there would be any mistake. He turned around and walked quickly to the magic weapon that could be exchanged for military merits.

I saw his fingers moving rapidly on the magic weapon, and obscure runes flashed. In just a moment, the operation was completed.

He turned around and quickly walked back to Lin Fan, returning the token with both hands, a smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Lin, it's done. 20 battle merits have been securely transferred to your token. Please check it!"

"Okay, thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhang. I'll be leaving now. Goodbye!" Lin Fan clasped his fists and bowed, then turned and left. "Fellow Daoist Lin, please come visit often when you're free!"

Zhang Tao smiled widely and waved goodbye enthusiastically, his eyes following Lin Fan's back until his figure disappeared in the bustling crowd.

Lin Fan walked slowly along the winding stone road. He was surrounded by the hurried figures of immortal cultivators. From time to time, he could hear the humming sounds of magic tools and low conversations.

Not long after he left, he suddenly heard the sound of a fierce quarrel.

Lin Fan subconsciously frowned, not wanting to meddle in other people's business, but one of the voices, like an invisible thread, suddenly caught his attention, inexplicably revealing a sense of familiarity.

"Zhang Bufan, don't follow me anymore!"

The woman's voice was clear, tinged with anger and helplessness. "I've told you many times, I already have someone I like!"

Lin Fan paused and looked intently.

I saw a woman in a moon-white silk dress, with a graceful figure and eyes full of anxiety and annoyance. She was walking forward quickly, trying to get rid of the entanglement behind her.

The man called Zhang Bufan, dressed in a black robe, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, had a look of determination on his face, as if he hadn't heard the woman's refusal at all. He continued to follow her closely, saying confidently, "Our two families are willing to promote our dual cultivation. This is the trend of the times. Don't resist any longer."

The moment Lin Fan's eyes touched the woman's face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "Li Ling'er!" More than a hundred years passed like a flash, but the woman in front of him seemed to be treated gently by time and had not changed at all.

She was still dazzlingly beautiful, her skin was as white as snow and so delicate that there was not a single flaw to be found; her eyebrows were like a crescent moon in the sky, curved and upturned, and her eyes were full of smiles as they moved, making her look very charming.

Her figure is graceful, and when she moves her lotus steps, the hem of her skirt sways slowly, just like the branches of flowers swaying in the spring breeze, soft and beautiful, making people fall in love with it at first sight and unable to extricate themselves.

Memories of the past flooded over him like a surging tide.

The bond they formed in the "Bloody Forbidden Land" seemed to have happened just yesterday.

At that time, he was weak and his life was in danger in the world of immortal cultivation, so he could only bury the trace of affection in his heart deep down.

But now, the red thread of fate has tied them together again. Since they have met again, he secretly made up his mind that this time he must fight hard and never let himself have any regrets.

As a time traveler who also carries a golden finger, Lin Fan has always believed that his path to becoming an immortal should be unrestrained and free.

Recalling when he first entered the world of cultivating immortals, he was weak, like duckweed in the wind and rain. He could only carefully conceal his edge, secretly accumulate strength, and develop in a low-key manner, and every step he took was like walking on thin ice.

But now the situation is different from the past. After countless life and death experiences, he has achieved some success. The Seven-Star Sword in his hand and the astonishingly powerful "Sword of God-Slaying and Soul-Slaying" secret technique are his confidence, allowing him to have some self-protection power in this cruel world of cultivating immortals.

Originally, Lin Fan acted extremely low-key, like an invisible man in the world of immortal cultivation, quietly accumulating strength.

He had already made up his mind that only by breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage could he be considered a true strong man and gain a foothold in this cruel and cold world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak.

After all, only by standing at the top of the pyramid of strength can one have absolute voice and dominate one's own destiny, without having to survive like an ant under the shadow of the strong.

But fate played a trick on him, and now the scene of Li Ling'er being entangled caught his eyes.

In an instant, the emotion that had been buried in his heart for a long time suddenly burst into flames like dry firewood that was ignited, and he could no longer hold it back.

Moreover, as a time traveler, with a golden finger that others can hardly reach, if I don’t even have the courage to fight for the person I love, and always shrink back in fear, what kind of man am I? Wouldn’t that bring shame to all other time travelers?

Cultivating immortals is to go against the will of heaven, so one should live freely and unrestrainedly, drink and enjoy life while the wine is here, and when you meet someone you want to protect, do your best to protect them!

Of course, we can't be reckless. We should do things within our capabilities. As long as it is within our ability, we should try our best to get it.

(End of this chapter)