Cultivation begins with the Druid panel

The rain outside the carriage was getting heavier and heavier, and the roar of the sky was becoming more and more deafening. Lu Lin and the scholar looked out of the carriage and saw that the ground was covered with a layer of puddles. Large raindrops fell into the puddles and splashed out a lot of muddy water.

The Fiery Sun Horse pulling the cart was soaked to the bone. Without the sunlight and with the rain washing it down, it was completely drenched. Apart from possessing the aura of a spirit beast, it looked no different from an ordinary horse.

The coachman sat on the edge of the carriage, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, seemingly on guard against something.

The scholar then took out a brush and a piece of white paper, and wrote a large character on the paper:

"rain!"

He then handed the piece of paper to Lu Lin and said, "How about you do me a favor later?"

Lu Lin glanced down at the paper and asked curiously, "How can I help?"

"Take this paper out later, then use your spiritual power to activate the words on it. Come back and tell me how you feel after activating it," the scholar said to Lu Lin, pointing to the character for "rain" on the paper.

Lu Lin was even more puzzled. He looked at the paper, and the character "rain" looked completely ordinary, nothing special about it.

What effect would occur if an ordinary character were activated with spiritual power?

Lu Lin didn't think it would be effective.

However, since the scholar had taught him so much, it wouldn't hurt to get out of the carriage and help him out.

Thinking this, Lu Lin was about to get off the carriage.

But the scholar stopped him: "The time is not yet ripe."

Lu Lin frowned: "What timing?"

The scholar laughed and said, "Have you forgotten what I told you before? The meat of the Fiery Sun Horse is delicious. If it doesn't stop at the post station, it will easily attract monsters or horse-hunting rogues."

This isn't a post station we're stopping at now.

Lu Lin was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then turned to look at the coachman outside the carriage.

No wonder the coachman kept looking around.

It seems there's a real possibility of attracting the horse-hunting rogue cultivators. Lu Lin turned his head and glanced at Xiao Hei, who was sleeping.

After Xiao Hei woke up, it understood Lu Lin's meaning and transformed into a black bracelet, which it then put on Lu Lin's wrist.

It's raining.

Rain is water.

The power of water is amplified in this kind of weather, and having Little Black with him will increase Lu Lin's combat power in thunderstorms.

Lu Lin began to carefully observe the bushes by the roadside. Sure enough, a moment later, dark figures flashed through the bushes. The rogue cultivators did not actually conceal anything. They were wearing raincoats and hats, moving through the bushes and quickly surrounding the carriage where they were.

Upon closer inspection, there were actually six people.

There was one in front and one behind, and two more hidden on each side in the bushes. These rogue cultivators were all sword cultivators.

Compared to special cultivation paths, those like sword cultivators, saber cultivators, and spear cultivators are the most common, and among rogue cultivators, sword cultivators are the most numerous, so it's not unusual.

Lu Lin's expression darkened slightly. After carefully sensing the situation, he discovered that among the six people, four were at the second level of Qi Refining and two were at the third level. The two cultivators at the third level of Qi Refining were blocking the front and back of the carriage, seemingly determined to win.

The scholar smiled and said, "Thunder and rain startled the beasts, and bandits came from all directions. This is a good opportunity for training. Those Qi Refining Stage 2 cultivators are not very useful. Just avoid them and ambush them. The one in front of the carriage has a coachman. Young master, you can focus on dealing with the one in the back of the carriage."

Lu Lin was surprised that the scholar was willing to give him a chance to gain experience, and his eyes lit up with joy: "Thank you, sir."

After saying that, Lu Lin put on a black robe, crawled out of the main door of the carriage, jumped onto the carriage, and stood on the high ground. Lu Lin said to the coachman, "Master, you deal with the one in front, and I'll take care of the one in the back."

The coachman was clearly not new to this kind of situation; he had already donned a raincoat and pulled out a long spear from the outside of the carriage. The spear was about six feet long, with a sharp tip that gleamed coldly.

"For those below the fifth level of Qi Refining, all cultivators on the path of martial arts will reign supreme with the spear!"

The groom was a middle-aged man. Once he started fighting, he seemed to become a different person. His ingratiating and smooth temperament vanished, leaving only the sharpness of a spear master. He thrust out with his spear, the spear moving like a dragon.

Wherever the spearhead passed, its power erupted, even turning rainwater into mist, demonstrating the spear's formidable strength.

Upon seeing this, Lu Lin summoned a folding fan, held it in his right hand, and tapped it against his left palm. At the same time, the black bracelet on his left wrist flashed with a faint light, and the raindrops in the air around Lu Lin stopped.

The raindrops changed direction, pointing towards the swordsman with his hat pulled down behind the carriage. The swordsman, most sensitive to killing intent, immediately raised his head, a strange glint flashing in his usually calm eyes, as if he hadn't expected to encounter a fan-wielding figure here.

"Anyone below the fifth level of Qi Refining is inferior to those in the military path compared to those in the magical path. You, a mere fan-wielder, are you looking for death?"

"Whether you're courting death or not, we'll find out soon enough." Lu Lin snorted, the veins on the back of his hand holding the folding fan bulging. The next moment, all the raindrops that had been frozen in mid-air burst forth, like a dense barrage of bullets, sweeping towards the swordsman.

But as the scholar said, all cultivators in the world, even those who are independent cultivators, are outstanding individuals who have emerged from among countless ordinary people. This sword cultivator may have less talent, but his skills are extraordinary.

He raised the curved blade in his hand, turned it in front of him, and the raindrops that were originally carrying a strong force instantly shattered and turned into snow-white water mist that vanished into thin air.

"Die!" The swordsman leaped two zhang high, the curved blade in his hand trembling and releasing an astonishing white light. This white light drew a perfect arc in mid-air and headed straight for Lu Lin's face.

When a rogue cultivator makes a move, it's always a sure-kill technique.

Lu Lin snorted coldly, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and held it in front of him. The raindrops in the air immediately gathered in front of him, turning into a water curtain that swallowed the rushing sword energy.

The swordsman's expression changed slightly. He looked closely and saw that Lu Lin had already counterattacked, using the crescent moon as a bow and the power of moonlight as an arrow, and suddenly shot an arrow at the swordsman.

It was a star and moon arrow.

The swordsman's pupils constricted sharply; he tried to dodge, but it was too late. The arrow pierced his chest instantly, and crimson blood sprayed out in the rain. The swordsman fell to the ground, his face filled with horror: "Starry Path! You, a cultivator of the Starry Path, why do you use a fan as a weapon?!"

It was clear that this rogue cultivator had some understanding of the cultivation path, as he was able to recognize at a glance that this was a move from the Starry Sky Path.

Lu Lin didn't care what the rogue cultivator said. He took out the paper the scholar had given him and threw it into the air. The next moment, Lu Lin felt a large amount of power surging into his body from the rain curtain, and his strength increased by at least 100%. This was even stronger than the effect of the Star Enhancement.

The swordsman's pupils suddenly contracted when he saw this.

Fortunately, the guys hiding in the shadows weren't dead. Seeing that their leader was in trouble, two of them immediately launched a sneak attack.

However, Lu Lin was prepared. With his power enhanced, Lu Lin was even stronger. He unfolded his folding fan in mid-air, and two bolts of lightning appeared, piercing the air and striking the two men's chests.

The lightning struck his body, and the cultivator at the second level of the Qi Refining stage had no power to resist. His internal organs were cooked by the heavenly lightning, and he fell to the ground and died moments later.

"Withdraw!" The swordsman knew that this was hopeless and immediately tried to leave, but how could Lu Lin give him the chance?

With a single step, he soared several meters into the air, instantly reaching the swordsman. He could clearly see a hint of panic in the swordsman's eyes.

But to everyone's surprise, the swordsman reacted immediately.

Out of the corner of his eye, Lu Lin caught a glimpse of a cold glint at the swordsman's waist. The swordsman had actually drawn another soft knife from his waist, intending to cut him in half at the waist.

That move!

Lu Lin immediately lowered his hand to defend himself, but was then repelled by a powerful spiritual force, sliding several feet along the muddy ground before finally coming to a stop.

Look up again.

But then the heavily injured swordsman took out another sword from behind his back, making a total of three swords.

There was a three-foot curved sword, a three-foot flexible sword, and a two-foot short sword.

Lu Lin narrowed his eyes, recalling the books he had read before. Among cultivators in the world, the path of military cultivation was the most common, yet each was different, with many being mavericks. San Dao was one of them.

"He's actually a rogue cultivator of the Three-Sword Style..."

The swordsman clearly had no intention of lingering in the fight. After revealing his origins, he turned and left. His three-sword style was unpredictable and his strength was considerable. Lu Lin dared not be careless and did not pursue him any further.

But at this moment, the rogue cultivator who blocked the road in front of the carriage also wanted to take the opportunity to escape. However, Lu Lin was able to let the Three-Sword Style go because he did not know the Three-Sword Style's background. The rogue cultivator was not from the Three-Sword Style, so why let him go?

Lu Lin lifted his leg and leaped onto the carriage, channeling his spiritual energy into star power, and immediately shot an arrow from a distance.

It was a star and moon arrow.

huh~

The rogue cultivator who was blocking the way had just jumped into the air when Lu Lin pierced his arm with an arrow, and the groom's spear followed closely behind, piercing the rogue cultivator's heart from behind.

The raincoats worn by those fleeing rogue cultivators seemed to have the effect of concealing their aura, leaving no trace of their presence, making them impossible to catch up with.

The coachman needed to look after the fiery horse and dared not give chase, so he could only return to the carriage and remain on guard.