The last time he comprehended the Dao of Heaven, another ten years have passed, and Wang Lin has lived on this street for more than thirty years, and his whole person is already completely old, his hair is all white, and there are deep wrinkles on his face.

Da Niu's mother, seven years ago, died of grief. At this point, this iron shop has all been pressed on the big cow, and he is like his father back then, supporting the family, loving his wife deeply, and for his son who has grown up, he is also nagging him every day to learn to strike iron, so as to take over his craft.

This scene is almost the same as back then, except that the person has changed.

However, this situation did not last long, and three years ago, Da Niu's son, Zeng Xiaoniu, was favored by a monk from the White Cloud Sect, accepted as a disciple, and went to the White Cloud Sect with him.

It was also in that year that the Taoist priest of You Fang gave the name Zeng Wenzhuo.

Da Niu is quite proud of his children's pursuit of the immortal elder, and almost everyone says that every family knows about the whole street.

Wang Lin didn't feel any surprise about Zeng Wenzhuo's being favored by the monks of the White Cloud Sect, as early as when Xiao Niu was a child, Wang Lin saw that this child had the ability to cultivate immortal spiritual veins, and his qualifications were several times better than when he was back then.

Wang Lin's mortal life in Kyoto, the only thing he bears is the big cow family, this is the reason, so when Wang Lin was a child in the calf, he often gave him some physique-changing pills to take, but the fruits of this life.

In this way, the calf's physical qualifications are naturally getting better and better, and it will be favored by the monks of the White Cloud Sect, and there is nothing strange about it. The Baiyun Sect cultivator, although he only has a knot Dan cultivation, but Wang Lin secretly observed his temperament, but he was not bad, and he was not the same kind of person as his master Sun Dazhu back then.

Therefore, Wang Lin did not participate, let it be, after all, this is the only thing he can help, as for Zeng Wenzhuo's development in the future, where to go, Wang Lin has not taken it to heart.

The calf is gone. Da Niu hired a few men. This has actually broken his father's rules. As his father had spoken. We used to shop at home. Selling land is a craft. No one else should be hired. Otherwise, the craft will be learned. Isn't that lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot?

But apparently. Da Niu didn't follow his father's rules. Since hiring a guy. He no longer cares about the affairs of the shop. It's all day. I have returned to the habits of my youth. Entangled around Wang Lin. Watch him make wood carvings.

Such a middle-aged man. Serve by Wang Lin's side every day. It also brought Wang Lin some memories of the past.

Xu is because Da Niu has grown up because Wang Lin has watched him grow up since he was a child. Since his mother also passed away. Every Chinese New Year. So the bull took his daughter-in-law with him. Make a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Came to Wang Lin with it. It's like he's his father. The family is reunited.

The daughter-in-law of the big cow. The daughter of the tailor shopkeeper. She is also a virtuous daughter. She saw her husband's thoughts. So when I saw Wang Lin. The gaze gradually changed. Also with the big bull. It's like putting Wang Lin. became his own elder.

And so it goes. Wang Lin was a mortal in Kyoto all his life. In old age. I also experienced a warmth that I had never felt before. This warmth. He was a stranger. But. But not exclusive.

Xu Tao has also changed from a middle-aged man to an old man with slightly gray hair, his identity at this time, the tide is rising, and he has become the chief of staff of the prince, as for this prince, he is not the king of the south back then, but the son of the world.

After the prince inherited the throne, his filial piety to Wang Lin was not less, but more, and most importantly, almost every time, he had to come in person, not caring about his status, and kowtowing to say hello every time.

For so many years, Wang Lin admired this prince in his heart, after all, this person was a royal family in the mortal world, and he really had a lot of perseverance to be able to do this.

Perhaps because of his experience, this person gradually understands that there are too many people in this world who can pinch him to death with one finger, and no one will pay attention to him.

His purpose in treating Wang Lin so respectfully is nothing more than to win over and keep his life safe.

This winter, there was a heavy snowfall, and this snow was something that Wang Lin had never seen in more than 30 years here. The heavy snow covered almost the whole of Kyoto with a thick white veil, and the eaves and trees were covered with snow equivalent to the height of a three- or five-year-old child.

There are also many houses, collapsed by the sudden heavy snow, and even some of the people called flowers, have been frozen to death, almost every morning, people will be in the corner of the capital, so one or two bodies have been stiffened together.

This snow is very strange to the ground, and some people who have lived in Kyoto for generations often have different opinions in the inn teahouse, and the whole of Kyoto has not had such a heavy snow for hundreds of years.

The snowflakes continued to fall, slowly falling from the sky, slowly covering the footprints on the ground that people had just stepped on, and it didn't take long for them to be unrecognizable.

Heavy snowfall caused Kyoto

Branched shop, had to close the store, the street where Wang Lin is located, because of ~ secluded, so after the snow fell, almost all day long can not see a single figure, everyone, is hiding at home by the stove, heating, waiting for the heavy snow, slowly passing.

This snow, the ground is indeed weird, it is indeed strange, the moment the first snow fell on the first day, Wang Lin had already noticed that in this snowflake, there was a trace of murderous aura, this murderous aura came lightly, just to know that this snow covered the entire border of the entire four-faction alliance, so that the murderous aura contained in it was almost monstrous.

The reason for the large-scale drop in temperature is precisely because of this murderous atmosphere!

This snow did not fall from the sky and clouds, but appeared silently from nothingness, otherwise, where would there be such a big cloud that could fall the heavy snow that wrapped the entire border of the Four Factions Alliance.

On the third day of this strange snowfall, nine black trees in Kyoto, where monks meditate all year round, were suddenly split in two by a huge thunder and lightning that fell from the sky, and even the monks inside did not have any chance to escape, so they were killed by this thunder and lightning.

At the same time as this incident happened, the entire alliance of the four factions, all the black wood in the city, was shattered by this sudden thunderbolt.

Immediately afterward, in addition to the scattered snowflakes in the sky, from the four directions of southeast, west, and northwest, countless jade slips galloped out, and these jade slips galloped through the entire territory of the Four Factions Alliance.

One of the jade slips, under Wang Lin's call, had already swept through the sky above his shop, but it immediately flew back, burrowed into the shop, and fell into Wang Lin's hands.

Grabbing the jade slip, Wang Lin's divine sense swept away, only to hear a gloomy voice coming from it: "All the monks in the alliance of my four factions, prepare for a big battle, my four factions, the Ink Sect, the White Cloud Sect, the Aoki Cliff, the Black Soul Sect, open the mountain gate widely, and gather the three types of monks from all walks of life, demons, and suffering, if you don't come, you will bear the consequences!"

Wang Lin was silent for a while, crushed the jade slip with his right hand, his body flashed, and disappeared into the store, and when he appeared, he was already in the sky over Kyoto.

After he appeared, his body suddenly moved, and he continued to gallop upward, and soon, thousands of miles away, he found the source of the heavy snow, and those snowflakes appeared silently from the nothingness here.

Wang Lin stared at the void, and after looking at it for a while, he had already found the clue, in this nothingness, there were many places, exuding a faint ripple of prohibition, which should have played a role in disguise.

If it is other magical spells, then it is still a little difficult for Wang Lin to break it, but as long as it is a prohibition, he is not afraid, his right hand is wiped in his eyes, and suddenly a ghostly light emanates from his eyes, staring at nothingness, after a long time, he waved his hands again and again, and after half a pillar of incense, one after another afterimage prohibitions galloped out from above his hands.

The afterimage prohibition fell on a position of nothingness, and gradually, a trace of white gas emanated from there, as if ice and snow were baked, and slowly, in that void, suddenly the white gas was thick, and after a while, the white gas gradually dissipated, revealing its true face.

Wang Lin looked at it intently, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly!

I saw that in this supreme nothingness, a huge crack about 100 zhang long appeared, and countless snowflakes blew out from these cracks.

Wang Lin's divine sense swept away, but he saw that within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there were no less than a hundred prohibitions containing such cracks. This is only tens of thousands of miles, according to Wang Lin's analysis, I am afraid that in the entire territory of the Four Factions Alliance, in all the voids, there should be countless such cracks.

In addition, what surprised him was that the crack seemed to have some kind of pulling power on the divine sense, and Wang Lin immediately noticed it when the divine consciousness swept over.

Fortunately, his divine sense was strong enough, and after a little struggle, he got rid of it.

Wang Lin groaned for a while, did not act rashly, but fell, and returned to the shop, in the process of his descent, everywhere he saw in front of him, there was a white world, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

When Wang Lin returned to the store, he had a bad feeling in his heart, which became more and more profound at the moment when he saw the huge crack just now. He pondered a little, and then smiled dumbly, this is the border of the Four Factions Alliance, this kind of strange thing, you don't need to worry about it, naturally there are monks who are stronger than your own cultivation, and they will deal with it.

It's just that the crack in mid-air is always like a dark cloud, shrouding Wang Lin's heart.

At this moment, suddenly Wang Lin's expression moved, and he looked up at the door of the shop, and after a while, he heard a knock on the door, and it spread, and the sound carried a certain rhythm, and the interval between every two strokes was the same.