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Lin Jin got down to the side of the road to calm his excitement. He waited until the bus disappeared into the horizon, dragging a trail of yellow dust with it before he started to look for the way up the mountain.

He looked around and discovered that although the mountain here was a bit steep, there was still a gap between the mountains that could be climbed.

Adding on the more vines and trees growing in the mountain, with Lin Jin's training in the Tung Shan, it wasn't difficult for him to climb up. His clothes were only slightly cut by the thorns mixed among the trees.

After passing over the first mountain, he noticed that the distance between the second mountain and the third mountain had calmed down a lot. Both mountains connected together at the middle of the mountain. It did not take him much time to reach the top of the third mountain that his consciousness had seen.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, he saw a jade-green lake. At a glance, it was sparkling. Compared to what he saw with his consciousness, it was much clearer and different.

The lake was surrounded by a nimble circle of mountains, with only one side being the mountain and the other three being a patch of green grass. Fortunately, Lin Jin was on the grassland right now, otherwise, he would have to swim if he wanted to reach the other side of the lake.

As he watched, a sudden gust of wind blew past, causing a ripple on the surface of the lake. Lin Jin even smelled a slightly fishy smell unique to aquatic plants from the wind, causing him to perk up.

However, what made him a little disappointed was that the strange person who was walking on the waves and carrying the two bundles of firewood had disappeared without a trace. No one knew where he had gone to hide. And there was no sign of human habitation around the lake.

After looking for a while, Lin Jin started to look for a path down the mountain.

Although the mountain he was on wasn't tall, it was still fifty to sixty meters high and was very steep.

Looking down, he saw a steep slope that was close to eighty-five degrees. With a glance, Lin Jin discovered that other than a few unnamed weeds, there were no other plants on the stone slope.

After searching for a while, he found a few places where he could barely land. However, even at the very bottom, he was still about forty meters from the ground. He could not help but feel troubled.

Although Lin Jin had the protection of the zhenqi, he had only jumped down from a distance of around ten metres before. Even though he had formed a Jindan, there were still a lot of zhenqi. He was not confident that he could jump down from such a high place without getting hurt.

He had to spend more than half an hour climbing the next hill before he reached the lake.

The grass by the lakeside was very dense and soft. When he stepped on it, his shoes immediately sank halfway into the ground.

After removing some thorny branches that were still hanging on his body, because he did not know if there were any swamps on the grass by the lake, Lin Jin did not dare to step too far into the swamp.

He walked towards the direction where the person had disappeared and discovered that there were no signs of human habitation at all. Where did that man go?

He looked around and all he could see was a vast expanse of green mountains. There were mountains outside the mountain, and the mountains were connected to each other. It was an original ecology. Furthermore, it was filled with dense vegetation, and there wasn't even a single path. From the looks of that person's footwork, as long as the place where he lived was a little far away, it was likely that he would be unable to find him even after a couple of days if he did not have a direction deep in the forest.

With that in mind, Lin Jin couldn't help but think of using his consciousness to leave his body to look for someone.

Thus, he found a clean patch of grass and sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed. Then, he went into meditation. However, his consciousness had only appeared out of the blue before. This time, he had deliberately thought of it, but it did not come out. This made him anxious. Plus, after walking so far in the morning, he was exhausted from climbing up and down three or four mountains, so he accidentally fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he realized that the sun, which had been in the middle of the sky, was already almost at the top of the mountain.

He patted his head in frustration. He knew that he had been too hasty, so he had no choice but to enter a meditative state again.

With the experience from before, Lin Jin would naturally not make the mistake of falling asleep again. After half an hour, his consciousness finally floated out.

He did not dare to have any other thoughts as he quickly flew up into the sky.

Flying in the air and looking down on the mountains, this time, he finally found what he was looking for.

On the left side of the lake, on a mountainside that was shaped like an inverted funnel shaped mountain, stood a somewhat dilapidated wooden house.

Beside the wooden house, a silver-white stream flowed down from the mountain stream, zigzagging down to the lake below.

At a glance, the mountain peaks, the houses, the streams, and the lakes seemed to be filled with an extremely harmonious and leisurely atmosphere, brimming with the aura of nature.

Once he found his target, Lin Jin no longer hesitated. He immediately returned his consciousness back into his body and rushed towards the small stream.

The brook that flowed down from the mountain was about two meters wide, and appeared extremely clear and transparent. The water droplets that emerged were like crystalline crystals, extremely pleasing to the eyes.

Because the two sides of the stream was on average two to three meters taller than the one before, and the weeds and thorns were everywhere, Lin Jin didn't want to climb the mountain anymore. He could only take off his shoes and walk up the cool stream.

Halfway up the mountain, where the stream was directly facing the small hut, Lin Jin stepped onto a clean rock, threw the water droplets on his feet, put on his shoes, tidied up his clothes, then casually walked to the seemingly old small hut, and knocked on the closed wooden door: "May I ask if anyone is at home?"

After knocking, Lin Jin heard a series of sounds, and a heavy footstep towards the door.

He was thinking about how to talk to him when he heard a squeak. After a series of knocks on the door, a standard face of an old farmer from the mountain appeared in front of Lin Jin. Furthermore, the clothes he was wearing was no different from the clothes that the old farmer usually wore in the 1980s.

But what surprised Lin Jin was that he looked exactly like a normal old farmer that he had seen in the countryside.

But even if it was the Teacher Wu he met in the prison with an extremely high cultivation, he could tell with a glance that there was something different about him!

As for the old man in front of him, he was completely unable to discern any trace of a cultivator. If such a person wasn't an ordinary person, then it was obvious that his cultivation had reached an extremely high level.

However, when he thought of how he flew from mountain to mountain and how he treaded on the waves, this old man clearly belonged to the former.

Here, he had to mention that in the real Taoism, unless one's cultivation was extraordinary, flying was definitely an impossible task. There are many examples of this in reality, and it is inconvenient to go into detail here.

The Spiritual Sense flying and the flying of the flesh were two completely different things.

As for the lightness exercise that ordinary people talked about, it was just like jumping higher and further away from an ordinary person. If one wanted to turn in the air, it was definitely impossible if one did not have an object to borrow energy from. But even so, if one did not know the trick behind it, no matter how strong one's zhenqi was, they would only be able to pick spring onions in the dry land.

There were so many masters in the real world who could use gentle force to send a person flying seven or eight meters away, yet he could not even jump two meters.

Judging from the scene where Lin Jin had seen him fly from mountain to mountain, the old man's movement technique clearly belonged to the category of flying.

However, due to the influence of the flying lightness exercise on the Martial Arts Television, he treated the flying ability of the old man as the flying lightness exercise.

Seeing Lin Jin, the old man revealed a pure and honest smile, and following that, he heard his old and old voice with a thick dialect once again ring out: "Earlier, when I saw you scouting ahead, I expected you to find this place. Now, it seems, you were right, come in and sit!"

After saying that, she turned to the side and gestured for him to enter.

Hearing his words, Lin Jin could not help but be startled, thinking that this man could actually see his own consciousness? Or else, I would have been detected by him after just a glance from outside of my consciousness?

And then he was relieved. For someone who truly had cultivation experience, seeing his consciousness travel wasn't anything strange. It was a strange and strange activity. Maybe he was looking for him, and he was also observing him all along! Thinking about it, Lin Jin did not pretend as he stepped into the house.

In his own experience, dealing with such an eccentric person was better than talking to him in a roundabout way.

After thinking about it for a moment, Lin Jin decided to say what he wanted to say.

Hearing that he wanted to learn lightness exercise, the old man did not say anything, but did not express any disagreement or the intention to chase him away. He just smiled and poured him a cup of cold tea, then sat down on the only simple and crude wooden bed in the room and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing him act this way, Lin Jin was not a person who did not know how to be tactful. Helpless, he could only follow him around the house and stay in a daze, thinking about how to learn the skills he yearned for.

As he watched the sky gradually darken and the room was devoid of any light, he could not help but feel a dull feeling. He was used to the light.

However, the old man still sat with his eyes closed, his breathing coming in and out once every half an hour, long enough to cause Lin Jin to be speechless.

Seeing that the old man had no signs of leaving, Lin Jin had no choice but to go out of the house, look at the gurgling stream and the evening star that was gradually appearing in the sky, and closed his eyes and started cultivating.

Just as he was meditating with his eyes closed, in a certain room in the Shengcheng two hundred kilometers away, a sharp and clear female voice rang out, "Lin Jin, you actually dare to put us pigeons …"