Cultivation begins with the Druid panel

On the second floor of the attic, Lu Lin closed the window that Liu Chang had opened, cutting off all outside views. Only then did Lu Lin look down at his left palm, where he saw a scarlet sword mark.

The Cliff Academy was indeed full of hidden talents. Among those of the same cultivation level, Liu Chang, a sword cultivator, was the first to break through his dragon scale defense. Lu Lin took a deep breath as he looked at the wound on his palm. At this moment, Guji stretched out vines to inject the power of Jia wood into Lu Lin's wound. Unfortunately, metal counters wood, and the power of Jia wood was of limited help to the sword wound.

Lu Lin dodged away and said to Guji, "It's okay, it will heal naturally."

Guji transformed into a vine and chirped twice in Lu Lin's ear, seemingly feeling a little sorry for him.

Lu Lin patted the vines on his shoulder, feeling a warmth in his heart.

Lu Lin sat on the bed, transformed Xiao Hei back to its original form, and took out several wood-attribute yellow talismans from his Qiankun bag to replenish Xiao Hei's strength. After absorbing the power from the yellow talismans, Xiao Hei's fur became brighter and smoother, and it barked twice at Lu Lin.

Lu Lin reached out and patted Xiao Hei's head.

After spending these past few days together, it was clear that Xiao Hei had become much closer to him. Lu Lin then reflected further and realized that Xiao Hei was now very healthy.

"It seems I can find another time to help Xiao Hei purify its bloodline." Lu Lin withdrew his hand from Xiao Hei and took out Liu Chang's Qiankun bag.

It has to be said that the cultivators who can come to the Cliff Academy are all quite wealthy. One sword cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining even has his own Qiankun Bag.

You should know that ordinary cultivators like Sang Leng don't have Qiankun bags.

"I acted too decisively. I didn't even know who Liu Chang was. I should have asked him first." Lu Lin suddenly felt a little annoyed.

When he's out and about, he doesn't really want to get into trouble.

There weren't many things in the Qiankun bag: about thirty low-grade spirit stones and a sword manual, which should be the one Liu Chang practiced. It wouldn't be of much help to Lu Lin, so he might as well find an opportunity to sell it and exchange it for spirit stones.

Sword manuals must be quite valuable.

Aside from the sword manual and spirit stones, the Qiankun bag contained only some junk: an ordinary wooden sword, ironware tainted with spiritual energy, and a few pieces of clothing. The clothes looked quite luxurious, but in the cultivation world, luxurious clothes were the least valuable thing.

"It's better than nothing," Lu Lin sighed, put away the items in his Qiankun bag, and after taking inventory, he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

Outside the pavilion, the night was deep. After Lu Lin and Liu Chang decided their victory, the cultivators who had been releasing lanterns by the cliff lake left one after another. In just half an hour, the once lively cliff lake was completely immersed in the silence of the night.

The lanterns have vanished, the boats have vanished, and even the lotus flowers that Lu Lin planted on the lake have disappeared. Only a few pavilions on the second floor of the lake have faint candlelight flickering.

Without a sound, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the lake outside the pavilion where Lu Lin was, but the whirlpool did not make any noise, as if it were a perfectly normal phenomenon.

On the second floor of the attic, Lu Lin's breathing suddenly became rapid, his brows furrowed together, forming a deep frown, and a feeling of suffocation enveloped him, as if he had been forcibly pressed down into a lake.

Lu Lin suddenly opened his eyes.

But they found themselves beneath the surface of the lake.

When... Lu Lin's expression changed. He wanted to summon Kunlun, but found that he was like an ordinary person. Not to mention summoning Kunlun, he couldn't even mobilize his spiritual power.

"What's going on?" Lu Lin wondered to himself, looking around. It was pitch black all around. He raised his hand and could tell that he was currently submerged in water.

"Logically, I should be sleeping... and even if I were sleepwalking, it wouldn't lead to jumping into the lake to commit suicide, would it?" Lu Lin frowned as he analyzed his situation.

He couldn't breathe and could only barely maintain his consciousness by relying on his physical body, which was at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

A physical body at the fourth level of Qi Refining can only remain underwater for half a quarter of an hour, unless one is a cultivator on the Water Path.

"So what exactly is going on?" Lu Lin thought to himself and tried to turn into a fish, but he soon found that his body was imprisoned by a force. His Qi Sea spiritual power was locked, his bloodline was locked, and he could not use the transformation technique.

At the same time, it is this force that is pulling him down into the water.

Lu Lin immediately closed his eyes and spontaneously spread his senses. Fortunately, his spiritual power was still usable, and the originally pitch-black scene gradually became clear in his mind.

Now he can finally be sure that someone used a method he had never encountered before to drag him into this mess.

A cultivator with such abilities is far beyond his current capabilities, especially since he is in the open while his enemy is in the shadows; blind resistance would only worsen the situation. Lu Lin reacted swiftly, casually cupping his hands in a direction, conveying his meaning through his spiritual sense:

"I wonder which senior has taken a liking to this junior? Would you be so kind as to come out and meet me?"

After conveying his message, Lu Lin waited quietly in place, not daring to overstep his bounds in the slightest.

But if the other party is determined to kill him... then he'll have no choice but to use the Ruoshui Seal that his senior sister left him. However, Lu Lin doesn't want to use it; after all, it's his last trump card, and once used, it's truly gone.

One breath, two breaths...

Ten breaths later.

Finally, a strange, grand voice rang in my ears, filled with doubt, as if it couldn't believe it had made a mistake:

"You're not a dragon?"

Lu Lin was taken aback, and immediately released his spiritual sense to 'see' the speaker.

To be precise, it's not a person.

It is a dragon, or rather, a water dragon.

His strength is considerable; he should be at least at the sixth level of the Qi Refining stage, or even the seventh or eighth level.

The dragon sensed that Lu Lin did not possess any dragon bloodline aura, so it opened its mouth and spat out a huge hollow bubble that enveloped Lu Lin's body. Lu Lin immediately felt relaxed, and the suffocating feeling finally disappeared.

Lu Lin opened his eyes, looked at the water dragon that was at least ten zhang long not far away, and asked, "Junior Lu Lin, may I ask what the purpose is of bringing me here, Senior?"

The water dragon stared at Lu Lin with its enormous dragon eyes, refusing to believe that it had seen wrong. It had clearly sensed the aura of dragon blood on this person just now.

"I thought you were also a water dragon, so I wanted to pull you down to meet you. I've existed at the bottom of this lake for a hundred years, and I'm really lonely. I wanted to find someone to talk to. I meant no harm." The water dragon was somewhat disappointed after it was completely certain that Lu Lin was not a water dragon.

Lu Lin also felt the restraints on his body disappear, which made him secretly relieved. It seemed that the dragon really had no ill intentions.

"Senior is not mistaken," Lu Lin said at this moment.

"Oh?" Shui Long looked at Lu Lin and saw that Lu Lin had transformed into a small dragon.

"!"

The water dragon was startled.

"You actually possess such a profound transformation technique? You even fooled me." Even with Shui Long's knowledge, he couldn't help but marvel at Lu Lin's transformation skills.

Lu Lin transformed back into human form, scratching his head as he said, "This junior was fortunate enough to obtain such an opportunity."

The water dragon swayed its body and said, "Alright. Although you are not a water dragon, you have been summoned by me and are barely capable of speaking. Come with me. Others have been here before and will keep me company."

Lu Lin looked puzzled, but he couldn't refuse at this moment.

Judging from the old dragon's words, it has been alone here for a hundred years, and it may have some mental problems. It would be a real waste to use Ruoshuiyin here if we angered it.