In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

The snow remains in the middle of winter and the north wind howls.

Kanazawa County.

Chen Lin was walking on the desolate streets carrying a load of unsold dry firewood, with a hatchet hanging on his waist. He was wearing a linen jacket stuffed with straw and sawdust, his lips were bruised and chapped, and his eyebrows were covered with ice and snow.

There are twenty large coins in his pocket, which are rice, oil and salt for the next few days.

The rice noodle shop on the corner was surrounded by people, hunched in twos and threes, asking the price.

"Why is it so expensive again? Yesterday, brown rice was only six cents per pound, but today it is eight cents?"

"It's freezing cold and there's still a war in the south. How can there be so much rice..."

"Two pounds of brown rice and replace the rest with bad salt."

Chen Lin stepped forward, let out a breath of heat, and handed over all the twenty coins he had on him.

The people around him stopped, looked at him one after another, and then continued to quarrel.

No matter how much you argue, there will be no results.

People have to eat. It's a raging cold winter. In this hellish world, no matter how expensive rice is, you still have to buy it.

Chen Lin raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and suddenly remembered that he had been in this world for two months. It could be said that he had traveled through time or that Su Hui had awakened. The time was not long and not short. He had adapted but not completely.

"The rice salt is ready...guest?"

"Um."

After taking the brown rice and salt from the waiter and hanging it up, Chen Lin bent down slightly, picked up the dry firewood and walked towards the city gate step by step.

He is ready to go home.

The houses in the county are in a row, old and new, high and low, with ice and snow hanging from the eaves. The excrement and urine poured on both sides of the road overnight have frozen into ice, and there is still a cold stench.

"Get aside, quickly—"

A young man from a wealthy family in the west of the city came back from a winter hunt, and the slave driver drove through the snowy streets with his whip.

There were several snowshoe rabbits with white fur hanging outside the frame, and a flag with the word "ho" swaying in the air.

The sound passed by in a flash.

People bargaining in front of a rice noodle shop were rushed away.

They all scolded the rich young man behind him for being heartless for eight generations...

Chen Lin stood carefully on the edge of the feces and urine, still a foot away from the changed color of the snow.

He spat and returned to the middle of the road, following the ruts the carriage had made in the snow to save some energy.

Every house along the way had their doors and windows closed.

Far away from the rice noodle shop, not even a person can be seen.

Only the gray warm smoke blown by burning charcoal over the high-rise courtyards showed some signs of human presence.

Come to the city gate.

There is no one either.

But Chen Lin was stopped.

"Who is that? Stand there and don't move!"

The voice came from heaven.

A thick-coated soldier stepped down from the tower and yelled: "The war has been tense recently. You must carefully check the entrapment no matter you go in or out. Quickly take off all your belongings!"

The war in the south is thousands of miles away, what does it have to do with here?

Chen Lin wanted to question him, but he saw a figure moving on the wall around him from the corner of his eye, so he suppressed it again.

"I'm full of unsold firewood."

He unloaded the firewood on his shoulders into the snow.

The thick-coat soldier knelt down and pretended to check, while waving his hand to indicate that Chen Lin could leave.

However, several breaths passed.

He found that the young man in front of him was still standing in the snow ignorantly.

He even took a few steps closer to him.

"Master, have you checked it out?"

During the questioning, Chen Lin was breathing heavily, his chest heaving and white mist constantly spurting out, and the hatchet on his back was faintly shaking.

The thick-coat soldier raised his head and was suddenly surprised to find that one was taller and the other was shorter, one was standing and the other was squatting.

The posture is very suitable for beheading...

His heart tightened, and he quietly turned his eyes towards the city. His colleagues were all ten feet away.

"...Carry it back, a little bit of tattered firewood and brown rice, you think grandpa cares about it!"

The thick-coat soldier withdrew with a dark face, holding two sticks of dry firewood in his hand.

Chen Lin couldn't argue with him, so he picked up the firewood again, listened to the faint teasing coming from the top of the wall, and carefully walked out of the city along the base of the wall.

After a while, Kanazawa County turned into a small dot.

Never seen again.

Continue until ten miles away.

Stretching mountains are exposed in front of us. The snow-capped mountains in the cold winter are like silver-white undulations. At the foot of the mountains, more than a dozen families are located in the ice and snow.

The smallest household among them is Chen Lin's home.

A donkey cart was parked at the entrance of the small village, making two ruts in the thick snow, and a family was moving things out.

A little old man wearing a thick coat stood cheerfully at the door, and even took the initiative to say hello when he saw Chen Lin.

"Hey, the firewood hasn't been sold out today?"

"Uncle Sheng." Chen Lin nodded, both as a greeting and in response to the little old man's question.

"You came back too early. If you had waited a little longer, it would have been sold out before and after dinner..."

The little old man Uncle Sheng pointed at the door, and a strong man suddenly appeared in the house behind him. He walked sideways out of the door with his head lowered, and his thick-legged arms held a large solid wood table.

He didn't even look at Chen Lin.

"Dad, it's time for us to go."

"Okay!" The little old man put away his face, jumped on the donkey cart nearby, and his son led the cart out of the village.

Chen Lin didn't watch him off, but turned around and walked back to his home.

Memories about this "Uncle Sheng" automatically appeared in his mind:

"He was a bad gambler just like his father, except that his father ruined his family due to gambling and died of depression three months ago."

"This 'Uncle Sheng' has a son who is a martial artist to protect him. If he owes money, no one else dares to come to ask for it... Today he even came to pick up his father to spend the winter in the county."

Standing in front of his house, Chen Lin looked back.

Uncle Sheng's son is as strong as an ox and is said to be born with amazing bones, so the martial arts gym in the county has to take him into the gym to train him without charging tuition...

When he was a child, his father and Uncle Sheng went out to gamble, and the original person would occasionally play with Uncle Sheng's son. It wasn't until he was accepted by the martial arts school that they became strangers.

He had only been practicing martial arts for seven or eight years, and he was already a figure in this small village of more than a dozen households.

It is said that he recently fell in love with a wealthy family in the county and became their guest...

"It's incomparable."

He shook his head and opened the door of his cabin.

A creak.

The wooden door suddenly became stuck.

Chen Lin's face darkened, he put down the firewood on his shoulder, sighed and walked sideways into the house through the crack of the open door. He grabbed the door leaf with both hands and fumbled patiently until he stuck the fallen door hinge back on the door pillow...

In this way, the door can be opened smoothly.

There are no furnishings in the house, only an earthen stove that cannot be dismantled.

The rest were all sold by the gambler father before his death.

Carry the dry firewood outside the door back into the house.

I grabbed a handful of hay and went to the small earthen stove to light the fire.

Chen Lin started a fire with flint, then added dry firewood to bake the cold body.

Amid the rising flames, he breathed out a breath of cold air.

There is no need to go outside to suffer the cold for a living, and you can leisurely warm yourself by the fire in the house. It is a rare and magical day in this world.

In this gray world, there are no modern takeaways, no mobile phones, and no big meals.

There are only hunger, cold, injuries, wailing, war, oppression...

"I can't do business or make inventions. Even a small guard can make things difficult for me."

"I have no skills in martial arts and no money, so the martial arts gym won't take it."

"I am originally an Orion, but the only hunting activity I have participated in in modern times is Ark Survival Evolved. Moreover, the mountains are now covered by heavy snow, and my father sold my bow and knife to gambling..."

Chen Lin let out a long sigh.

When he came to this world, it wasn't like he didn't have anything to rely on.

It's just that relying on it won't play a big role in changing the status quo for the time being.

"Unconsciously, today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month."

The new moon has risen outside at some point, and the bright moonlight splashes on the snow-capped mountains, making the ground shine silvery white.

"Should it be coming soon?"

Chen Lin murmured...

The next moment, the flames in front of him stopped jumping.

…

The other world.

Zhizhi~

The cries of baby birds were heard in the trees.

A great sun gradually rises from the east, and the sky and earth are full of vitality. Purple air is like clouds, stretching for thousands of miles.

Chen Lin opened his eyes, and the water in the copper basin in front of him was rippling, reflecting a pair of deep eyes and the magnificent scene of the sky.

"Chen Lin, leave quickly!"

Someone pushed his shoulder, then turned around and left in a hurry.

A few breaths passed.

Chen Lincai gradually recalled his previous experiences.

'Yes, in this world, I am now a Talisman Master apprentice... Today is the day to teach the skills! ’

He finished washing up in a hurry and quickly followed the pace of the person in front of him.

Chen Lin touched the suitable and decent clothes on his body. Although it was not silk, it was much smoother than linen. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

'Other people can only have one soul and two souls, but I have one soul and two bodies. According to the current rules, on the first day of every month, I will switch to a body in another world...'

'And the body in which world my consciousness is in, the time in that world will start to move, while the time in the other world will remain unchanged...'

‘There were martial artists in the previous world, which seemed to be a world of martial arts. ’

'And this world...'

He traveled through the martial arts world for two months and changed the world once a month. This was his second time traveling to this world.

Chen Lin lowered his head and glanced at the purple thunder spell pattern embroidered on his sleeves:

‘This is the world of cultivating immortals! ’