When Lin Dong, sitting on horseback, saw the village appear in his line of sight, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. The journey from Qingyang Town to Yan City, though not excessively brutal or tyrannical with bandits, still saw a considerable number of them, both big and small. Occasionally, news would spread of passing merchant caravans being robbed, but fortunately, this time the Lin family had mobilized a large force, and with that formation, no mishaps had occurred.
The victorious caravan slowly entered the village amidst the welcoming cheers of the crowd. Lin Dong dismounted from his horse, smiling as he watched the rapidly approaching red shadow not far away.
The red shadow that ran over was clearly Xiao Yan. It affectionately circled around its boss, Lin Dong, emitting low growls.
Lin Dong smiled and stroked Xiao Yan, then looked at Qing Tan, who was approaching with small steps. He then took out a sparkling, crystal-clear bracelet from his chest: "This is for you."
"Thank you, Brother Lin Dong." Seeing the unexpected small gift, the young girl exclaimed in joyful surprise, quickly accepted it, and then called out sweetly.
"Haha, it's getting late, everyone go back and rest first..." Lin Zhen Tian, standing to the side, dismissed the caravan, then waved his hand and spoke to everyone.
Lin Dong smiled, then turned and returned to his room. Along the way, he continuously told the young girl beside him about the strange places in Yan City, causing her to occasionally let out soft, clear exclamations.
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The dim lamp illuminated the clean room. Lin Dong sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed. As the Qing Yuan Gong circulated within his body, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Power in the room stirred in waves. A wisp of Yuan Power permeated out, finally flowing along the opened meridians and being absorbed into his body.
After quietly cultivating for about an hour, Lin Dong slowly opened his tightly shut eyes. He then took out a jade bottle from the Qian Kun pouch in his chest. Inside the jade bottle were five pale red pills, which were indeed Yang Yuan Pills.
This time, having successfully sold three hundred (300) Yang Yuan Stones, the Lin family had obtained thirty-two (32) Yang Yuan Pills. Of these, five were generously bestowed upon Lin Dong by Lin Zhen Tian. After all, almost all the credit for discovering the ore vein this time belonged to Lin Dong, so no one dared to object to such a heavy reward for him.
The remaining Yang Yuan Pills were divided among the four individuals: Lin Zhen Tian, Lin Xiao, Lin Ken, and Lin Mang. They were all at the Tian Yuan Realm, and this type of Yang Yuan Pill was much more effective for them. If taken regularly, it could certainly increase their cultivation speed significantly.
Of course, the remaining pills were distributed among some of the younger generation in the Lin family, such as Lin He and Lin Hong, with each person receiving one Yang Yuan Pill. Now, thanks to the existence of the Yang Yuan Stone ore vein, the Lin family's situation would gradually strengthen. This was something that would have been absolutely impossible in the past, to give Yang Yuan Pills to the younger generation.
"The quality of this type of Yang Yuan Pill seems to be inferior to the one refined by the Stone Talisman..."
Lin Dong caressed a Yang Yuan Pill, his brows slightly furrowed. He then took out a Yang Yuan Pill refined by the Stone Talisman and compared the two. From their luster to their purity, the difference was immediately apparent, with the former being much inferior.
"I heard that to refine Yang Yuan Pills from Yang Yuan Stones, one needs to possess the strength of the Yuan Dan Stage. However, some major powers can use talisman formations as a guide to lower this requirement a bit, but doing so will also reduce the quality of the Yang Yuan Pills. This Yang Yuan Pill must have been refined in such a way..." Lin Dong fiddled with the Yang Yuan Pill, appearing thoughtful, and muttered to himself.
Recalling the so-called talisman formations, Lin Dong's heart stirred. He took out the book the gray-robed old man had given him today from his Qiankun Bag.
"Shen Dong Tian."
The book's title was quite grand, but Lin Dong flipped through it and discovered it was a secret manual on cultivating spiritual power. However, it seemed to only contain the cultivation incantations for the first three layers. Even so, this small book was of no small value. He hadn't expected that old man, despite it being their first meeting, would bestow such a precious item.
The so-called Talisman Master, in the end, was merely a different method of wielding Yuan Power. The only difference was that this method required spiritual power to activate.
And quite obviously, this "Shen Dong Tian" was likely used to cultivate spiritual power.
Lin Dong carefully flipped through the "Shen Dong Tian" secret manual. After a while, he actually nodded slightly. In fact, the incantations within this secret manual were very difficult to understand, but for some unknown reason, Lin Dong was able to comprehend them very quickly. This feeling was as if he truly possessed a special talent.
This discovery made Lin Dong a little surprised. He could perceive that such talent was probably innate, and not something given to him by anyone or anything.
This kind of talent belonged to him, but it had never been exploited.
Carefully placing "Shen Dong Tian" back into his Qiankun Bag, Lin Dong hesitated for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes, with his five centers facing the sky, his eyes looking at his nose, and his nose looking at his heart.
"Spirit divides yin and yang, the movement of the spirit, the starting point of destiny..."
This abstruse incantation slowly arose in Lin Dong's heart, and his mind gradually became concentrated, like an unmoving statue. About half an hour later, Lin Dong's spirit suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. A wisp of spiritual power seeped out from within his head, finally spreading out slowly.
Following the dispersion of his spiritual power, Lin Dong once again clearly "saw" the scene in the room. Then, his vision expanded, and finally, his invisible spiritual power drifted into the sky. Surprisingly, the every move of nearly half the manor was reflected back into Lin Dong's mind.
The dispersion of spiritual power was unstoppable, piercing through walls and ground. And when faced with this invisible spiritual power, many people didn't detect it in the slightest, unknowingly unaware that their movements were being spied upon by others.
This strange development made Lin Dong feel extremely novel. Compared to Yuan Power, spiritual power seemed even more ethereal, but this kind of power truly existed.
In a room in the manor, Lin Zhen Tian sat cross-legged peacefully, a wisp of heaven and earth Yuan Power continuously surging into his body. However, he couldn't sustain this cultivation for long. His eyes suddenly opened, and his sharp gaze fixed on the empty void in front of him. He shouted loudly, "May I ask which esteemed expert this is, and why are you inexplicably probing my Lin family!"
As Lin Zhentian's shout ended, a powerful surge of Yuan Power fluctuated, then erupted from his body, fiercely shooting into the space in front of him.
"Bang!"
An invisible collision emitted an extremely faint thud, and then everything returned to normal. Lin Zhentian's expression was solemn. The power just now was clearly the Mental Energy of a Talisman Master, but... when had his Lin family provoked a Talisman Master? Could it be that the Lei family had invited them?
While Lin Zhentian's expression was solemn, in another room far away, Lin Dong suddenly opened his eyes. His face was pale, but his eyes held a mixture of surprise, fear, and excitement.