731: crazy?

In the village, the sun shone day after day, and time passed day after day.

Lin Houyuan finally gathered the betrothal gifts, and Lin Shiming forgot even more things.

He gradually accepted himself without magic power, because he searched through all the books in the village, and none of them contained records about Cultivators.

The Lin Family existed, but the Lin Family was just a humble aristocratic Family in the county town, and they were even unrelated to the Lin Family.

He followed behind Lin Houyuan and walked towards the neighboring village.

Lin Houyuan carried two full loads of items; on the left were wedding candies, red envelopes, cloth, and a few pieces of jewelry passed down by his mother.

On the right was a full load of grain.

The village did not have high demands for money, but a basket of grain, cloth, and wedding candies were absolutely essential.

They symbolized having food and clothing, and these were indeed all that the Lin Family could offer, even having borrowed a little.

Lin Shiming's eyes became increasingly hollow, and then he couldn't help but be grumbled at by Lin Houyuan.

He knew that if the latter wasn't carrying such a heavy load, he might have been cursed at again at this moment.

After walking for more than an hour, the village finally appeared in the distance.

Two middle-aged couples were waiting there as well, and upon seeing Lin Houyuan carrying two full loads, they smiled, exhaled warm air, and revealed slightly yellowed teeth.

"Laoyuan, you should have told us in advance so we could pick you up!" Lin Shiming looked at the unfamiliar couple, listening to their polite words.

But they didn't help Lin Houyuan carry anything at all.

Lin Shiming followed them into the courtyard; their house was similar to the Lin Family's.

In fact, the dried meat and coarse cakes hanging on their walls were even fewer than the Lin Family's.

And a girl inside appeared extremely shy, staying in her room, unwilling to come out.

Lin Shiming glanced at her twice; she wasn't pretty, very ordinary, full of shyness, and would even blush if looked at twice.

At this moment, he forgot even more things.

He couldn't even remember any Cultivator incantations.

After all, how could he remember something that didn't exist?

Lin Shiming was bewildered; he only knew that he had forgotten something very important.

And amidst his forgetfulness, firecrackers went off, and both villages became lively.

Neighbors all came over to help Lin's mother with chores, and respected elders offered incense and prayers for Lin Shiming before the ancestors.

Then, the dozen or so boys from the village who had grown up with him cheerfully carried a sedan chair for him.

However, what was called a sedan chair was merely a simple wooden frame, large enough for four people to carry.

They also borrowed a donkey; horses in the village were extremely precious, only afforded by the county magistrate and influential people in the county town, which he couldn't afford, so he could only envy them.

Yet, even with everything prepared, he still felt he had forgotten something.

It was very important.

But he truly couldn't remember, and he didn't want to see Lin Houyuan disappointed.

It was the wedding night, and everyone was beaming with joy, some congratulating him, some teasing him.

He responded to each with a smile; he really wanted to ask others if he had forgotten something, that he couldn't remember it.

After drinking the wine, he had drunk a lot; he even forgot exactly how much he had drunk, he only knew that they kept pouring for him, and he kept drinking.

He was so drunk he could barely walk.

Under the numbing effect of the alcohol, he was no longer anxious; he walked into the bridal chamber.

The girl had been waiting for him for a long time; she eagerly picked up the red cloth to look, and seeing Lin Shiming so drunk, she quickly got up and helped him steady himself.

She then poured him tea and washed his face.

She did everything a wife should do.

But Lin Shiming looked at her face and the crossbeam of the sky.

He still couldn't remember, but he remembered that his wife was not the person before him.

"No, it's all an illusion, this is a Heart Demon!" Lin Shiming felt a sudden chill well up from the bottom of his heart.

It instantly brought him to his senses.

He remembered, his wife was not the person before him, it was Lin Shitao.

His drunkenness vanished completely in that instant, but the imagined disappearance of the illusion did not occur.

He still failed as before.

It was as if he was still standing at the boundary between illusion and reality.

As for which was reality, he could no longer distinguish.

Ignoring her obstruction, he rushed out of the room.

He packed paper and pen, and his travel bag.

He headed directly for the mountains.

Since the illusion wouldn't disappear, he would Cultivate in the mountains.

He was not the ordinary Lin Shiming; he was the strongest of the Lin Family, Lin Shiming, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, Lin Shitao's husband.

He possessed everything of the Family, and even more, an unyieldingly firm Family Dao Heart.

He first went to the courtyard, picked up paper, pen, and an oil lamp, and wrote down everything he could remember now.

He knew he would forget again, so the best way was to keep looking.

Keep Cultivating.

If this illusion was to make him return to his youth, then he would now re-Cultivate to Innate, then to Qi, then Foundation Establishment, then Purple Mansion Golden Core!

Even so, Lin Shiming did not wake up from the illusion; this Heart Demon Tribulation was more powerful than he could have imagined.

He finally went up the mountain; his wife returned to her maiden home, and his parents were scorned by the entire village.

He was also called mad by everyone in the village.

Lin Shiming lived on the mountain, where the cold wind was bone-chilling, and he couldn't even solve his basic needs for warmth and food.

However, after the first few days, he surprisingly found that his body was adapting more and more.

He did not fall ill and become bedridden.

He recorded things daily and meditated and Cultivated daily.

It was as if he had returned to the Lin Family's ancestral school.

The Cultivation Technique he Cultivated was still the Green Wood Art; compared to the complex Kui Wood Sword Scripture, he remembered the Green Wood Art more clearly and it was more suitable for Cultivation.

And as days passed, he became completely isolated from the village.

Initially, his parents still persistently came to look for him, but later they gave up hope.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and his face became haggard; through the mountain spring water, one could see his beard covering his chin, his hair had turned slightly white, and his eyes appeared somewhat cloudy and bloodshot.

But at this moment, he remembered more clearly.

On this day, Lin Shiming meditated again, and a trace of Qi sensation finally appeared in his body.

And it was this trace of Qi sensation that finally gushed out countless Spirit Light and true essence.

"It's finally over!" Lin Shiming murmured. He opened his eyes again and saw himself in the midst of a lightning Formation, with countless Cultivators shouting at him from outside.

And the Lightning Tribulation in the sky crashed down again.

The three composite Formations had completely collapsed, and his Taiyi Sword Grass was also battered and ruined.

And now it was only the eighth Lightning Tribulation.

Lin Shiming patted the ground, and a sense of vicissitude emerged from his eyes.

With a slight movement, countless Void Realms rumbled in unison; inside his body, his Nascent Soul also made a gesture of forming a seal.

His body quickly became somewhat ethereal, transforming into a Void Realm tree glowing with Spirit Light.

Half of it was in the Void Realm, and half extended onto the island.

It was precisely the Minor Divine Ability, Shadow of Immortal Wood.

And after being performed by a Nascent Soul, it was clearly much stronger.

Boom!

In the sky, eight terrifying bolts of lightning, like a thunderstorm, roared down and struck the Shadow of Immortal Wood.

The entire Spirit Wood swayed continuously, countless bolts of lightning surged across the entire tree, shedding numerous Spirit Shadows.

At this moment, Lin Shiming also emerged from the Shadow of Immortal Wood.

Lin Shiming was somewhat emotional at this moment, because the Shadow of Immortal Wood seemed to have transformed from a Minor Divine Ability into a true Divine Ability.

The limit of this Immortal Wood's resistance was clearly far greater than before.

However, he still wanted to use the lightning to continue tempering his Physical Body.

After a while, Lin Shiming looked up at the sky again; there was still one last wave of Lightning Tribulation, and three waves of celestial phenomenon Lightning Tribulation!