Chapter 4192: Woodcutter
Editor: Henyee Translations
Ling Han sighed with emotion. The higher ones cultivation level, the harder it was to cultivate.
After a whole year and a half, he finally managed to build the Primal Chaos Divine Lightning True Self clay fetus, and this was only the early stage of the True Self Tier. There were still seven clay fetuses to build, which showed how difficult it was.
Even if everything was normal, it would take over a dozen years to complete the cultivation of the early stage of the True Self Tier.
Long, it was really a long time.
Without the support of top-notch resources, cultivation is really too difficult. Ling Han shook his head, and even the Holy Lands could only pour this kind of resources into one person. The Imperial Clan would be slightly more awesome, and could nurture a few people at the same time.
This could be seen from the number of Imperial Sons.
If I was still in the Nine Suns Holy Land, I would definitely be able to get the natural treasures from time to time, but now, even if the Nine Suns Holy Land wants to give me something, I will not accept it. I have to completely sever my relations with them, to avoid implicating them.
Although the nine great Imperial Clans have retreated, they will definitely send people to keep an eye on the Nine Suns Holy Land and search for traces of me. If I have contact with the Nine Suns Holy Land, then the Nine Suns Holy Land will really be unable to remove from this matter.
Infiltrate the other Holy Lands?
Ling Hans eyes lit up. He didnt need to fully display his freakish abilities, but even if he could only unleash 50% of his abilities, that would be enough to sweep aside all other Dao Child cultivators. It would be very easy for him to seize the position of Dao Child.
However, how could a Holy Land easily accept a Dao Child? Wouldnt they have to investigate his history all the way back to his ancestors from three generations ago?
Lets go out for a walk first. Ling Han walked out with his hands clasped behind his back. He had cultivated in seclusion for a whole year and a half, so he also needed to adjust his emotions.
This was a farmland, and everyone was working in the fields. They would work at dawn and rest at sunset, their lives ordinary and fulfilling. There were mountains in the distance, but they werent tall. They were covered with verdant pine trees that spread out in stretches.
Ling Han strolled into the mountains. With a thought, he walked up the mountain.
He didnt activate his movement technique, and he simply continued to walk forward, one step after another.
The principles of heaven and earth would sometimes be hidden within the ordinary.
He had obtained the memories of Pan Shi Ancestral King, and this Great Emperor was a rock that had attained Dao. In his previous life, he could be considered as extremely ordinary, yet he had walked out a supreme path, and the whole world revered him.
Yi?
Ling Han suddenly heard a sound, and turned around to see an old man cutting wood. It was the axe that had struck the trunk of the tree, creating a very loud sound.
This was an ordinary old man, but his body was very strong. He was dressed in coarse hemp clothing, and his hands were covered with calluses. His joints were protruding, and it was obvious that he was used to doing manual labour.
However, Ling Han only glanced at it a few times, yet he was deeply engrossed in it.
The rhythm of this old man brandishing the axe was very rhythmic. He clearly hadnt used much power, but when he delivered a strike, he controlled this point very well, just enough to completely release the power without wasting the slightest bit.
Moreover, with a swing of the axe, and using the elasticity of the tree trunk, he only needed to exert a little force, and he would be able to rebound the axe back, which would save more power.
This was intelligence, formed through countless years of logging.
What Ling Han was deeply embroiled in was naturally not this technique of cutting trees, but rather that he had unconsciously thought of battle.
He was the strongest elite of Genesis World, but after arriving in this great world, his previous battle techniques could no longer be used, because the philosophy and method of battle were completely different.
Now that he was attracted by the old mans action of cutting trees, he unknowingly connected the two types of battles.
He walked over, and said with a smile, Uncle, can I help you chop for a while?
You? The old man stopped, and the breath he exhaled turned into a white mist. It was still quite cold in this season, but because of his work, his whole person seemed to have been fished out of a steamer. He was exuding steam.
Can you do it? he asked with a smile.
Lets give it a try. Ling Han nodded.
All right. The old man handed the axe over.
Ling Han brandished the axe. Shua, the axe slashed out, as fast as lightning. A large tree was instantly severed, and fell loudly onto the ground.
The old man revealed an astounded expression, and said, Young man, how strong do you have to be!
Meanwhile, Ling Han felt awkward. He hadnt used his mystical power, yet he was still a Body Arts cultivator. With a wave of his hand, he naturally unleashed his power. Even if it was just a wisp, how difficult would it be to sever an ordinary tree?
He smiled at the old man, and began to cut again.
He was mainly experiencing that smooth and natural feeling, and felt that it was very inspirational, and his ultimate goal was to create his own technique.
Every Ancestral King would create a technique that belonged to them. It was not after they had achieved Dao, but rather before that. On the other hand, the path of achieving Dao was the process of them perfecting their own techniques.
Now, Ling Han had already stepped onto the True Self Tier, and began to cultivate the Regulations of heaven and earth. Then, he would be qualified to create his own technique.
Of course, this was not something that could be accomplished overnight, and that was why he needed to comprehend it.
His movements became smoother and smoother. He only needed to use the smallest amount of power, and he would be able to show the best effects.
The old man was resting at the side. At first, he was unconcerned, but as he watched, his eyes gradually lit up. Unfortunately, Ling Han was completely focused, and did not notice this fact.
Half a day later, there was no longer a large tree that was still standing in this mountain range.
Ling Han finally stopped. He returned the axe to the elder, and said, Uncle, Ill help you drag these trees home.
No need. The old man shook his head, I have already been cutting trees here for a hundred years, experiencing life, yet I was accidentally interrupted by you, brat. There is no meaning to continue staying here.
Yi!
Ling Han gritted his teeth. Judging by the old mans tone, he had subconsciously called over someone, but could it be that he had encountered a great elite cultivating in seclusion?
That was because he could not tell the strength of this old man at all. He should be an extremely ordinary person, but precisely because of this, if this old man was really a cultivator, his abilities would definitely be world-shaking, and only then would he be able to deceive his eyes.
Encountering each other is fate. Sir, do you have any fated opportunity to bestow on this junior? Ling Han immediately asked. In any case, he was thick-skinned enough, so he definitely couldnt miss such a good opportunity.
The elder faltered upon hearing this. He hadnt imagined that Ling Han would dare to ask him for a great opportunity. Even with his temperament that had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, he was still astonished. Then, he burst into laughter.
If I were tens of thousands of years old, perhaps I would want to take you as my disciple. Such high comprehension ability is really rare! He sighed ruefully. With his insight, he naturally could tell that Ling Han was just about to walk out a path that belonged solely to him.
Unfortunately, Ive long since become indifferent, so I wont delay a young man like you.
Go on. If were fated to meet again, well naturally meet again.
After saying this, the elder casually tore a rip into space. He then took a step forward, instantly vanishing from sight.
F***, tearing open a rip into space with his bare hands. This was at least an elite of the Sect Master level.
However, Ling Han had dealt with the Nine Mountains Venerate for so long, so he was naturally quite familiar with Venerate Tiers. Thus, he was certain that even a Venerate Tier wouldnt be able to hide his aura in front of him.
Saint, that old man was a Saint!