NOVEL NEXT Chapter 762: Gone Mad?
In the village, the sun shone every day, and time passed every day.
Lin Houyuan finally gathered the betrothal gifts, while Lin Shiming forgot even more things.
He gradually accepted his powerless self, for he searched all the books in the village, and none recorded anything about Cultivators.
The Lin Family had such records, but the Lin Family was just a humble family in the county town, and they were even less connected to the Lin Family.
He followed behind Lin Houyuan, heading towards the neighboring village.
Lin Houyuan was carrying two full loads, the left side was filled with wedding candies, red packets, cloth, and a few pieces of jewelry passed down from his mother.
The right side was filled with grains.
In the village, there wasn't much demand for money, but a basket of grains, cloth, and wedding candies were indeed necessary.
They symbolized having food and clothing, and indeed, this was all the Lin Family could muster, even borrowing a little extra.
Lin Shiming's gaze grew even more vacant, yet he couldn't help but hear Lin Houyuan mutter a few words.
He knew that if it weren't for the latter carrying the heavy burden, he would have been sharply scolded again.
After walking more than an hour, the village finally appeared in the distance.
Over there, two middle-aged couples awaited, seeing Lin Houyuan carrying the two full loads, they exhaled breaths of hot air with smiles, revealing slightly yellowed teeth.
"Hou Yuan, you should have informed us earlier, so we could come to meet you!" Lin Shiming looked at this unfamiliar couple, listening to their polite words.
Yet they didn't help Lin Houyuan to bear the burden at all.
Lin Shiming followed into the courtyard; their house was similar to the Lin Family's.
Even the dried meat and coarse bread hanging on the walls were less than at the Lin Family's.
A girl inside appeared extremely shy, unwilling to come out from the room.
Lin Shiming took a couple of glances, she wasn't particularly pretty, very ordinary, her face full of bashfulness, and even a couple of glances would make her blush.
At this moment, he forgot even more things.
He couldn't remember the Cultivator's mnemonic techniques.
After all, things that were never there, how could they be remembered.
Lin Shiming was confused; he only knew he forgot something crucial.
And as he forgot, firecrackers rang out, and both villages became lively.
Neighbors came over, helping Lin's mother with chores, while respected elders burned incense and prayed for Lin Shiming before the ancestors.
Then a dozen young men who grew up with him happily carried a sedan chair for him.
Although called a sedan chair, it was just a simple wooden frame, enough for four people to carry.
They even borrowed a donkey; village horses were precious, only used by county magistrates and prominent locals; he couldn't afford them, only envied.
Even though everything was prepared, he still felt he had forgotten something.
Something very important.
But he really couldn't remember, he didn't want to see Lin Houyuan disappointed.
The bridal chamber was set, everyone was smiling with joy, some congratulated him, others teased him.
He responded with smiles to each, wanting to ask others what he had forgotten, but couldn't remember.
After drinking, he drank a lot, he even forgot exactly how much, just knowing they kept pouring, and he kept drinking.
Drinking until he could hardly walk.
With the numbness of the alcohol, he was no longer anxious, and he entered the bridal chamber.
The girl had been waiting for him a long time, eagerly uncovering the red cloth, seeing Lin Shiming drunk, she hurriedly stood and steadied him.
Then poured him tea, washed his face.
She did everything a wife should.
Yet Lin Shiming looked at her face and the beam of the sky.
He still couldn't remember, but he remembered his wife wasn't this person before him.
"No, it's all an illusion, it's a Heart Demon!" Lin Shiming felt a sudden chill rising in his heart.
He instantly realized.
He remembered his wife wasn't this person, it was Lin Shitao.
His drunkenness vanished in an instant, yet the envisioned vanishing of the illusion didn't happen.
He remained as unsuccessful as before.
It seemed like he was standing at the boundary of illusion and reality.
As for which was reality, he could no longer discern.
Ignoring the other's obstruction, he rushed out of the room.
He took paper and pen, and his bundle.
Directly heading up the mountain.
Since the illusion wouldn't disappear, he'd cultivate on the mountain.
He wasn't the ordinary Lin Shiming, he was the strongest of the Lin Family, Lin Shiming, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, Lin Shitao's husband.
He possessed everything of the family, and held an unwavering family Dao heart.
He first went to the courtyard, picking up paper, pen, and an oil lamp, writing down everything he recalled now.
He knew he would forget again, the best way was to keep looking.
Keep cultivating.
If this illusion had truly returned him to his youthful days, then now he would cultivate again, from Innate to Qi Cultivation, then Foundation Establishment, then Purple Mansion and Golden Core!
Even so, Lin Shiming didn't awaken from the illusion, this Heart Demon Tribulation surpassed his imagination in power.
He finally ascended the mountain, his wife returned to her parent's home, his parents faced the entire village's contempt.
He was deemed mad in the entire village's words.
Lin Shiming stayed on the mountain, the bitter cold wind piercing, and he couldn't even solve hunger.
But after surviving the first few days, he astonishingly found his body adapting more and more.
And didn't fall ill and remain down.
He recorded it every day, and he meditated and cultivated every day.
As if he had returned to the Lin Family's ancestral school.
His cultivation technique was still the Qing Mu Art; compared to the complicated Kuimu Sword Canon, he remembered the Qing Mu Art more clearly and it was more suitable for cultivation.
And as each day passed, he completely isolated himself from the village.
At first, his parents still insistently came to find him, but later they gave up.
Three years passed in the blink of an eye, his features turned haggard, looking into a mountain spring, he saw his chin covered in beard, his hair slightly grayed, his eyes somewhat murky, full of bloodshot.
But at this moment, he remembered more clearly.
On this day, Lin Shiming meditated anew, and within his body, finally appeared a faint sense of Qi.
And it was this trace of Qi that finally surged forth boundless Spiritual Power True Yuan.
"It's finally over!" Lin Shiming murmured, as he opened his eyes again, he saw himself surrounded by the Thunder Formation, countless cultivators outside calling out to him.
And the heavenly thunder crashed down again.
The three Compound Formations had completely collapsed, his Taiyi Grass Sword blasted into miserable disrepair.
And this was only the eighth Blit of Heavenly Tribulation.
Lin Shiming patted the ground, a sense of antiquity surged from his eyes.
Just a slight movement, countless Cave Heavens rumbled in unison, within him, his Nascent Soul motioned to form seals.
His body quickly turned somewhat ethereal, transforming into a great void tree shining with Spirit Light.
Half in the void, half extending over the island.
It was precisely the Minor Divine Ability of the Immortal Wood Shadow.
Moreover, performed by a Nascent Soul, it was clearly countless times stronger.
Crash!
From above the sky, as many as eight streaks of thunder fell like a thunderstorm, crashing down, and also striking the Immortal Wood Shadow.
The entire Spirit Wood shook constantly, with countless thunderbolts stirring upon the whole tree, dropping countless Spirit Shadows.
At this time, Lin Shiming also emerged from the Immortal Wood Shadow.
At this moment, Lin Shiming felt a bit emotional, because the Immortal Wood Shadow seemed to have transformed from a Minor Divine Ability to a true Divine Skill.
This Immortal Wood's limit of resistance clearly exceeded prior by far too much.
However, at this moment, he still intended to leverage the thunder to further temper his body.
In no time, Lin Shiming looked again to the sky, above remained the final wave of Heavenly Tribulation, along with the three waves of Celestial Phenomenon Thunder Tribulation!