The ancient stone steps, broken walls, rubble everywhere, and overgrown weeds. This place was too desolate, a ruin, all telling of desolation and decline.
Lin Fan struggled to prop up his small frame, which was almost falling apart, and looked around, only to feel that this place was filled with strangeness. The aura of years pervaded, with a sense of sorrow.
However, compared to these, he was more concerned about the old man in front of him who looked a bit obscene, who had been staring at him, making him feel uncomfortable.
"That... Old Grandpa, did you save me?" Lin Fan finally spoke, with a very innocent voice, and a pair of watery big eyes, clear as could be.
"En!" The old man immediately became serious, nodded with a profound look, with a Dao Body, looking like a worldly expert at first glance.
"Oh, my Parents said, if someone helps you, you have to be grateful... Then thank you, Old Grandpa!" Lin Fan's childish face was round and plump, very cute.
After spending these years with Ye Qingxian, acting had become his self-cultivation. He could speak off the cuff without blushing, and always remained cautious.
"Little Friend, how did you appear here?" The old man asked, like a spring breeze, with Wisdom Light in his deep Eyes.
He was quite curious how a child with no Cultivation could run here, and he was already planning how to coax him into joining his Sect. This was a First Generation, a treasure in the eyes of all the sects.
He thought his Daoist Tradition had been in decline for many years. Although he had taken in two disciples a few years ago, they had both Fallen. It was not easy to have a talented one sent to his door, so he certainly couldn't let him go.
“I don't know either. I only remember that when I was playing with the little monkeys in the village in the mountains, I stepped on an Altar, and was teleported away with a whoosh!” Lin Fan said, Dumbfounded, indicating that he didn't know at all.
"Eh, I got a great bargain. It seems that he doesn't come from any Power, but that's also true. He's already four years old and hasn't started Cultivation yet." The old man was secretly delighted, and decided to coax the Little Friend in front of him into joining his Sect.
There was no doubt, because for a First Generation like this, if he came from a certain Daoist Tradition, even if the Power behind him wasn't great, it was impossible for him not to have started Cultivation at the age of four. This was too wasteful!
No Sect would do this. This was the Future Seed, related to Daoist Luck. What they should be thinking about was how to enhance their Foundation.
Generally speaking, the best age for Cultivation was from two years old. At this time, they were still being shaped, and through various Precious Medicine and Precious Blood Baptisms, they could lay the most solid Foundation.
Some powerful Daoist Traditions even used Divine Medicine, ancient Pure-blood Fierce Beast Precious Blood, and other Precious Bloods to refine when they first gave Baptism to their outstanding disciples, in order to have more potential during Cultivation.
Seeing that the Old Man didn't speak, his mouth was raised, and he looked a little malicious. Lin Fan immediately felt that something was wrong. He thought that this obscene Old Man wouldn't do that to him, right? He had heard that some strange Old Men with a fondness for children liked this.
He thought that he, Lin Fan, was pure and chaste, and had kept himself like jade for two lifetimes. Wouldn't he be ruined in the hands of this Old Man? Thinking of this, he felt a chill.
He immediately went into acting mode and said crisply, "Old Grandpa, can you send me home? My Parents will treat you to meat!"
In those sincere Big Eyes, there was a lot of timidity, watery, as if there were tears rolling in them, about to pour out.
Facing this innocent and helpless Child, Qi Daolin was embarrassed to start coaxing for a while, and his old face couldn't hold up.
After all, he was too young, just a baby who had just been weaned and was hiding under his Parents' wings. If he was a little older, he would have been tempted with his old face, and there wouldn't have been this sense of guilt.
"Little Child, do you know where your home is? That way I can send you back." Qi Daolin tried to communicate.
Although he was somewhat Infamous, he still had a Bottom Line. He should greet the Child's Parents before taking him in as a disciple.
And he didn't think the Child's Parents would refuse. People in a small mountain village who had no knowledge, would they refuse to let him, a person with profound Cultivation, teach their Child?
That's right, Qi Daolin thought so. He would send this Child back first, and then take him into the Supreme Daoist Field.
“My home is in Lin Village, Old Grandpa, do you know it?” Lin Fan said softly.
He was testing the Old Man, to see what his purpose was, and whether he had any other ideas about him. If he had to, he could only report Ye Qingxian's name.
This guy was still very famous among the Sect Master Level, but he didn't know if this strange Old Man knew him?
Otherwise, I'm in danger!
“Little Child, there are many villages with the surname Lin in this world. Just relying on this information, you can't find your way home. Do you know any other information, such as a place name?”
“En…” Lin Fan scratched his head and shook it, as if trying to remember. Suddenly, he said, “I seem to remember Village Chief Grandpa saying that we are… what Borderlands!”
“Borderlands?!” Qi Daolin said in surprise, very sensitive to these two words.
“En!” Lin Fan carefully observed the other party's reaction. He deliberately said these two words to predict his Cultivation, because ordinary people wouldn't know what the Borderlands were, and only those with high Cultivation could go there.
At present, this Old Man's Cultivation should not be low, at least he had become a god, probably a True God or higher.
“Little Child, it's probably very difficult for you to go home. This is the Three Thousand Provinces, very far from the Borderlands, and there is also the terrifying No Man's Land in between.”
Qi Daolin didn't expect that this Child came from such a far place. He had left the Three Thousand Provinces and should have been transmitted by a Teleportation Array, and this Teleportation Array was not simple, as it had crossed the endless Star River.
“Ah… Wuwu… What should I do? I miss my Parents, they must be waiting for me to go home.” Lin Fan's eyes were suddenly Hazy, and Crystal tears slid down.
At this time, he had to admire himself. He was really a good actor. Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
Lin Fan was also surprised that he had come to the Three Thousand Provinces. Ye Qingxian had thrown him so far, directly from the Borderlands No Man's Land to here, crossing countless billions of miles, from the Nine Heavens to the Ten Lands.
However, he now only wanted to leave quickly, find a big Sect to join and start Cultivation. It was really not good to have his life in the hands of others.
“Don't cry, Little Child. It's just difficult to go home, but it's not impossible.” Qi Daolin comforted softly, like a kind Elder, very amiable.
“Really!” Lin Fan's fluttering Eyes, bright like Gemstone, wiped away a tear, as if he could see hope and light at this moment.
Facing such a fervent gaze, Qi Daolin's old face couldn't help but blush. He was a little unaccustomed to it. It was the first time he had been looked at like this by a Child, and he was a little reluctant to pull him into the Sect.
His Sect was not simple. Everyone was shouting and fighting, and it was unknown whether it would harm this Child to join.
But he still replied, "It's naturally true. When a person's Cultivation is high enough, they can naturally go to any place they want."
Lin Fan heard this, and immediately became dispirited again, and said with a face full of disappointment, "But our village is very poor and weak, and I won't Cultivate..."
“Cough, isn't there me? Join my Sect, and I can make you a Peerless Expert!” Qi Daolin shrugged and said so.
The Old Man's body suddenly gave off Misty, Auspicious Colors, illuminating this place, like the Heavenly Sun, giving people the feeling of Ascend to Immortality, ethereal and Refined, like a celestial being descending to the mortal world.
“Wow!” Lin Fan exclaimed, and was stunned for a moment. At the same time, he secretly thought that this Old Man was good at pretending. Ordinary Children would be fooled by him.
However, he was also relieved. It was good that the other party didn't have that kind of idea. It was more difficult to ruin his innocence and take his bones, especially his innocence, than to kill him.
This was also within his plan. This Old Man looked extraordinary in Strength, and it saved him some trouble to find a Sect to join. It was good to be able to Cultivate for the time being.
“Are you willing to join my Sect and fight for it?” The Old Man suddenly became majestic and asked, with Chaos Qi falling from his head, and his True Body seemed to be comparable to the heavens and the earth, overlooking all living beings.
“Willing!” Lin Fan replied.
He had no choice. He was unfamiliar with the place. For his own safety, he would join first. Moreover, he had underestimated this Old Man. The other party might have reached the level of a Celestial God, or even the Sect Master Level.
This was not a loss. It seemed that it was not a small family. The other party was staying in this broken place, perhaps just to cultivate his character and live in seclusion here. The real Daoist Tradition should be very prosperous.
Anyway, Lin Fan thought so.
The Old Man nodded, and then solemnly pulled Lin Fan to make an oath, extremely strict, praying to the heavens and the earth, and took a drop of his blood and dripped it on the article, and then lit it.
This made Lin Fan look stunned, Dumbfounded. Was it so strict to join a Sect?
After everything was done, Lin Fan asked, "I still don't know what to call Old Grandpa, and what is our Daoist Tradition called?"
“Qi Daolin, as for the Daoist Tradition, it is the Supreme Daoist Field. How Overbearing, right? Do you feel proud? You will know in the future that there are no weaklings from our lineage!” The Old Man smiled and said, quite confidently.
“Ah…”