Chapter 1 What Is That...

Jing Xiaolou exited the Trial Tower, a slight palpitation in his heart.

He was naturally familiar with that light gate. He had used it more than once to bring things from the 'Monarch's Dreamland' into reality.

Only with the development of talismanic arts had he gradually stopped these actions.

For nothing else, other than the legendary 'Monarch's Sword', there was almost nothing in the Monarch's Dreamland that was useful to him.

Naturally, he rarely set foot in this gate anymore.

But at this moment, looking at the golden and purple colors within the light gate, he vaguely had a guess.

Perhaps, it was another 'dreamland'?

...

"It's over..."

Feeling the subtle fluctuations in the void disappear, Lian Mingtai's heart stirred, and he arrived in the West City.

Qin Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he followed closely.

Before the two could speak, a figure leaped onto the wall of the small courtyard and shouted sharply, "Who is it?"

"You are a 'Dharma Combat Dao Soldier' of the Dayong royal family?"

Seeing the still-charming woman on the wall, Qin Ming was slightly surprised, "There are actually members of the royal family here?"

The dao soldier was the most important support for a cultivator, without exception.

The dao soldier could not only guard the inner world, but also assist in transcending tribulations, search for cultivation resources, and even protect the Dharma.

Cultivation was for longevity, and cultivators rarely fought to the death unless necessary.

Therefore, disputes between cultivators often began and ended with dao soldiers.

It was so in ancient times, and it was still so today.

All sects, holy lands, and even rogue cultivators in the world had their own unique dao soldiers.

The 'Dharma Combat Dao Soldier' was a superior dao soldier obtained by the Dayong royal family from a great power. It was named for combat and used Dharma as its means.

Its offensive power was also well-known in the cultivation world.

The refining of dao soldiers had always been a closely guarded secret passed down through the generations. Once leaked, it meant an irreconcilable hatred.

Therefore, the presence of a Dharma Combat Dao Soldier was always accompanied by members of the Dayong royal family.

"Who are you people?"

The young woman held a saber in her backhand, the snow-white blade reflecting her solemn face, as if facing a great enemy.

"This humble Taoist is Lian Mingtai, a true disciple of the Xuandu Sect. This is Dao Brother Qin Ming of the Fuyou Sect. May I ask, which prince is condensing the seed of heaven and earth within the courtyard?"

Lian Mingtai raised his hand slightly to show respect.

Although the Dayong Dynasty was declining, it was still the ruler of the world at this time, and the proper etiquette was still necessary.

"Xuandu Sect, Fuyou Sect?"

The woman obviously knew these two names and became even more nervous upon hearing them, "This place does not welcome outsiders, you should leave quickly!"

"We come with good intentions, why reject us?"

Qin Ming smiled faintly and was about to say something when the courtyard door creaked open.

A chubby little boy with skin as white as jade looked at them sleepily, and at the same time, the woman's sharp shout rang out:

"Who told you to come out? Hurry back inside!"

"Mother."

The little dumpling rubbed his eyes and didn't listen, but glared at Lian Mingtai, "You said my mother is a dao soldier?"

Even without these days of cultivation, he had heard storytellers talk about what a dao soldier was.

He hadn't intended to come out, but when he heard this sentence, he couldn't sit still.

Lian Mingtai didn't answer, his eyes fixed on the little chubby boy:

"Were you the one who condensed the seed of heaven and earth just now?"

"You!"

The woman's eyebrows shot up, and she flashed to protect Mo Yin behind her, silver divine light flowing and spitting on the blade, as if she would erupt in the next moment.

"Interesting."

Qin Ming sized up the mother and son, smiling with some amusement, "I heard the Dayong royal family is very amorous, could it be..."

Lian Mingtai frowned slightly, his tone softened as he spoke to the wary mother and son, "We have no ill intentions, please don't misunderstand."

"Leave here!"

The woman shouted sternly.

Lian Mingtai smiled wryly, but Qin Ming was even more certain in his heart, and said lightly, "If we really had malicious intent, what could you, a mere second-tier dao soldier, do?"

The woman's expression changed slightly.

"You are just a dao soldier, in this world, how long can you protect him?"

Qin Ming's words were pressing, both probing and threatening:

"The commotion of him condensing the seed of heaven and earth may not have been seen only by us..."

"Brother Qin! It's not very decent to bully orphans and widows!"

Lian Mingtai scolded softly, then said with some apology, "Brother Qin is also unintentional, please don't take offense."

"Moreover, his words are not without reason. This child has excellent talent. If he is seen by the evil sects, he will inevitably become a furnace for practicing..."

Mo Yin wanted to say something, but was glared back by the woman.

Her face was cold as she replied, "It's none of your business!"

"Hehe."

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled, making the woman's eyelids twitch wildly.

Seeing the woman's firm attitude, Lian Mingtai didn't say anything more, cupped his hands, and was about to leave.

"Wuwu~"

Mo Yin struggled to say something.

The woman hesitated, and finally seemed to have figured something out, loosened her hand, and called out to Lian Mingtai:

"This Taoist priest, please wait..."

Lian Mingtai paused, and heard Qin Ming's voice transmission: "Brother Mingtai, if you accept this disciple, remember, you owe me a favor."

He was slightly startled, but the latter had already patted him lightly on the shoulder, smiled, and turned to leave.

The possessor of the supreme-grade seed of heaven and earth might have extremely high potential, and might even have the possibility of transcending five thunder tribulations, or even higher in the future.

But potential was still potential. Right now, he needed Lian Mingtai more.

...

Even when he was taken to the clouds and boarded the scarlet divine boat, Mo Yin was still confused.

He didn't understand how the Taoist priest had convinced his mother, nor did he know what his mother had said to the Taoist priest that made him keep his mouth shut.

Even more, he didn't understand why the sand table spirit would make him join the Xuandu Sect.

He just blankly looked at the churning sea of clouds, and the excitement in his heart overwhelmed other doubts. He exclaimed repeatedly along the way.

"Qin Ming..."

Looking at Qin Ming, who was gradually moving away in the sea of clouds, Lian Mingtai frowned, and seriousness overwhelmed the joy of accepting a genius disciple.

Owed favors were very troublesome, especially now that the signs of troubled times were already showing.

After a long while, he suppressed his doubts, looked at the disciple he had accepted at the cost of a favor, and his brows relaxed, "Disciple, you must remember this person. Next time you see him, stay away from him."

"Huh?"

Mo Yin scratched his head, although he didn't understand, he still nodded in agreement, and asked, "Master, teach me how to condense a dao soldier!"

"Sit."

Lian Mingtai motioned for Mo Yin to sit in front of him, reached out and pressed his forehead, and said lightly:

"The refining of dao soldiers is not easy. Let the teacher take a look at your inner world and see if you have the conditions..."

"Huh?!"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Lian Mingtai retracted his hand as if electrocuted, the expression on his face changing, as if a mortal had seen a ghost, "How is this possible?!"

He exclaimed, ignoring the confused magic sound, and tapped his forehead again.

With a move of his primordial spirit, he saw his disciple's inner world again.

"...This, is this the supreme-grade seed of heaven and earth?"

Looking at the behemoth that occupied all his primordial spirit's senses, Lian Mingtai's mind trembled, and even some of his beliefs collapsed.

The inner world in front of him was much larger than his own, which had already passed four tribulations!

Moreover, it was not a ruin when ordinary people opened it up, but it was full of vitality, and even had living beings!

This, this...

"Master, what's wrong?"

Mo Yin looked confused, but he was a little worried in his heart, afraid that his cheap master would take a fancy to his sand table.

"No, it's nothing."

Lian Mingtai came back to his senses, took a few deep breaths, his face still a little ugly.

His heart was very complicated.

The cultivator's mana came from his own inner world. Mo Yin's inner world was comparable to his own, which meant that as long as his realm was sufficient.

Mana could easily surpass him...

It was already like this when it was first condensed. If it passed several tribulations, how could it be?

"Then, can I refine a dao soldier?"

Mo Yin looked forward to it.

Lian Mingtai nodded, then shook his head, "Let's go back to the mountain gate and talk about it..."

Mo Yin's inner world was of course enough to raise a dao soldier, but an inner world of this level could not be easily refined into a dao soldier.

'I wonder if my current status can be exchanged for a refining method of a superior dao soldier...'

"Oh."

Seeing that his disciple was a little disappointed, Lian Mingtai's heart tightened, and said, "However, I can tell you some taboos about the condensing of dao soldiers...

I will give you some resources, you can try to refine the prototype of the dao soldier..."

Mo Yin of course accepted it happily, took the jade slip, found a corner and sat down, seemingly studying it.

In fact, he quietly slipped into the inner world.

Still in Mu Village, still in the corner of the wall, Mo Yin cautiously called out to his sand table spirit: "Are you still there? Come out!"

"You want to ask me why I asked you to join the Xuandu Sect?"

An Qisheng came to his side, and of course everything outside could not be hidden from his eyes.

"That Taoist is so hateful, he made my mother angry."

Mo Yin was very vengeful.

"The road of cultivation is difficult. Without a backer, you will only walk with difficulty."

An Qisheng leaned against the corner of the wall and sat down.

The more strict the system, the less tolerant it was of variables.

The solidification of the class was not unique to Xuanxing.

The barbaric world was strictly hierarchical, and the disputes between the Heavenly Lords and Earthly Sovereigns were already extremely fierce. Without relying on one side, they would be strangled before they grew up.

Even the Null Destiny.

In such a world, the most taboo thing was unknown origin and sudden emergence.

"Oh."

Mo Yin seemed to understand, but he was obviously not interested in these things, and instead asked about the dao soldier.

"First of all, you need to refine a thunder pool."

An Qisheng said lightly.

The refining of dao soldiers in this world was secret, and the more powerful the dao soldier, the more so.

Before entering the dream, he had naturally seen a lot, but unfortunately, in order to prevent being detected by the Heavenly Lord, he did not pry.

However, with the Dao One Divine Power 'Great Derivation Heavenly Access', he could deduce millions of dao soldier refining methods in one thought.

"Thunder Pool?"

Mo Yin was full of curiosity: "What kind of dao soldier are you going to refine?"

After condensing the seed of heaven and earth, his memory and comprehension ability had been greatly improved. In a short while, he had digested the jade slip that Lian Mingtai had given him.

He also had a certain understanding of dao soldiers.

"As for the name..."

An Qisheng pondered for a moment and said:

"Let's call it Reincarnator!"