Cultivation begins with the Druid panel

As the crimson rune was imprinted on Lu Lin's chest, the old man's life force completely dissipated into the world. His body withered at a visible speed, eventually turning into a skeleton that was soaked in the rain.

Lu Lin grimaced in pain, glanced at the old man who had turned into a skeleton, and then tore open the shirt on his chest. He saw a palm-sized bloody mark on his left chest. The pain gradually subsided, but Lu Lin could clearly feel a force entering his body.

Strangely, this force did not have any effect on his body, and even caused his Qi Sea to expand a bit.

Something's strange... Lu Lin couldn't figure out the details of this blood seal, and his heart felt heavy. But there was no better way at the moment, so he could only temporarily suppress the blood seal by circulating his internal energy and trapping the power in the blood seal in his chest to prevent it from spreading.

I haven't read enough books.

Lu Lin put his clothes back on and went to the old man's skeleton. He rummaged through the clothes on the skeleton and found a Qiankun bag. As expected of a cultivator who deals in human blood and spiritual plants, he is much richer than ordinary cultivators.

Scanning the Qiankun bag with my spiritual sense, I found nearly a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and countless amounts of silver and gold, which were difficult to count in a short time.

Apart from that, there was nothing in the Qiankun Bag; not a single secret technique or treasure was found.

Lu Lin searched through the old man's clothes again and found the gourd that the old man had used to absorb his sleeping potion. This gourd was a good thing, a genuine magic artifact, and its quality was even better than Young Master Yue's mirror.

"The Medicine Gourd." Lu Lin's spiritual sense probed into the gourd and immediately erased all traces left by the old man inside.

"Is the sleeping potion still there?" Lu Lin immediately channeled a stream of spiritual energy into the gourd in his hand, which was only half the size of his palm. The next moment, the gourd spat out a large amount of powder.

Lu Lin's expression changed, and he quickly stepped back, covering his mouth and nose.

But Sang Leng, who was unaware of what was happening, was caught off guard and, since she was not far from Lu Lin, immediately inhaled some of it.

"What is this..." Sang Leng had just opened her mouth when she suddenly felt dizzy, her eyes rolled back, and she fell into a deep sleep. Lu Lin quickly stepped forward and carried her to the carriage.

Then Lu Lin took out the Moon Prince's mirror and poured a stream of spiritual energy into it. The broken mirror emitted a pale blue light that shone on the carriage.

The large hole that had been pierced by Sang Leng's spear in the top of the carriage was instantly repaired to its original state.

After doing all this, Lu Lin finally turned his attention back to the gourd for swallowing medicine in his hand.

"This medicine-swallowing gourd can absorb all kinds of medicines and even preserve their medicinal properties... It's a good thing."

Lu Lin quickly took out two jade bottles and poured the remaining powder from the jade bottles into the medicine-swallowing gourd. The medicine-swallowing gourd was much more convenient to use than the jade bottles and was more unpredictable in actual combat.

……

"Gurgle gurgle?"

At that moment, Guji suddenly called out softly.

Lu Lin turned his head and saw Gu Ji pull three silver needles out of the old man's bones. The three silver needles gleamed coldly in the night. Lu Lin quickly walked over and took the three silver needles in his hand. There was no poison on the silver needles, but they contained spiritual power.

"Where did you pull it out?" Lu Lin asked Gu Ji.

Guji stretched out its vines and pointed to the old man's skull between his eyebrows. Lu Lin looked in that direction and indeed saw three small, barely noticeable holes between the old man's eyebrows, the same size as the silver needle in his hand.

Lu Lin crouched down to examine it closely and discovered that the three silver needles must have been already present in the old man's brow. The three needles corresponded to three acupoints, effectively separating the old man's spiritual sea from his body. Lu Lin reached out and carefully sensed it, finally discovering that the residual aura in the old man's spiritual sea was extremely strange.

Lu Lin had seen this strange phenomenon in a book before:

"This is... he was possessed, which caused his spiritual sea to collapse, so he had to use three silver needles to connect and stabilize it."

Possession is essentially a process of seizing control of one's spiritual sea. If one has been possessed, regardless of success or failure, it may cause irreversible damage to the spiritual sea. The consequences of this irreversible damage can range from a slow death to being unable to make any progress in this life.

"Three silver needles have been piercing the spiritual sea for many years. Just the pain alone..." Lu Lin thought to himself and felt his scalp tingle. This old man was a ruthless person.

This made Lu Lin even more convinced that no one in the cultivation world was a simple person.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer, let's go." Lu Lin carefully examined the corpse again, and after confirming that there were no more problems, he took out a yellow talisman with earth attributes from his Qiankun bag and threw it on the old man's skeleton. The earth immediately swallowed the skeleton along with his clothes.

Lu Lin returned to the carriage, then looked back once more.

After confirming that no obvious traces were left at the scene, they drove away in their carriage.

After Lu Lin left

The thunderclouds he summoned with natural magic gradually dissipated, and the sky returned to its normal state for night, with a bright moon, few stars, and a clear night.

Lu Lin took out the map and, after figuring out the direction, finally returned to the official road. He walked along the official road for about a quarter of an hour and found a post station. After parking the Lieyang carriage at the post station, Lu Lin finally felt relieved.

However, there was a cold solitude in the carriage, so Lu Lin could only make do with the outside of the carriage for the night.

After the ordeal and the depletion of his spiritual energy, Lu Lin was exhausted and quickly fell asleep leaning against the carriage.

Time passed second by second.

As night gradually faded and the morning glow rose in the east, Lu Lin slowly opened his eyes.

Looking back, I saw that Sang Leng had woken up in the carriage and was leaning against it. She seemed to be in good condition, but her expression was a bit strange, as if she was afraid or ashamed. It seemed that the two powders from last night had taken effect, making Sang Leng have a dream all night.

"I apologize for the powder incident yesterday; it was my oversight," Lu Lin said.

Sang Leng then came to her senses and shook her head at Lu Lin: "It's nothing, I was just too curious and insisted on getting close to you."

At this point, Sang Leng pursed her red lips and asked, "Could you give me some of those powders? Perhaps I can use them to avenge my sister."

The effects of the drug are quite considerable.

"How much do you want?" Lu Lin asked.

Sang Leng searched herself up, embarrassed to find nothing. In the end, she could only tear a piece of cloth from the hem of her skirt and hand it to Lu Lin, saying, "Just a little bit will do. Wrap it up in this."

Lu Lin glanced at the piece of cloth that Sang Leng had torn off, pondered for a moment, took out a jade bottle, and poured the medicine powder from the gourd into the jade bottle:

"This should be enough for you. Keep the extra for your self-defense. As for what happened last night, I actually want to thank you."

"Also, here's this Qiankun bag for you, as a thank you for helping me kill the enemy last night."

As Lu Lin spoke, he took out a Qiankun bag. This Qiankun bag belonged to the old man from last night. Lu Lin took half of the spirit stones inside and left the other half for Sang Leng.

Sang Leng was flattered and deeply grateful, but in the end, she did not refuse and took the Qiankun bag in her hand: "If I survive after avenging my sister, I will definitely come to find you, young master, and follow you to the death!"

Lu Lin waved his hand, not taking the matter to heart.