Lady Lin's First-ever Journey to Immortality

Lin Luoran watches the man in robe holding Momo and walking in. However, she still can’t see the copybook below clearly. Although neither of them saw her just now, she doesn’t dare to take risks.

After all, she saw this man writing the golden cramped figures in the dream last time and she would never forget the way he looked at her when he turned around.

The warning he revealed has reached her soul. Lin Luoran shivers and finally decides to be out of play temporarily.

Lin is about to run back to the big stone. The man in robe moves quickly even when he is holding Momo. With just one step, he appears by the lake which is a few tens of meters away.

It sends a chill down Lin’s spine and she is frozen for a while.

She doesn’t get the time to think whether it is “Shrinking” or other arts of nature. The man in robe holding Momo walks straight through Lin’s body to the table.

The lake breeze is gentle and Lin Luoran is totally stunned. She doesn’t feel painful or uncomfortable at all. They… they actually passed through her body? It turns out that she is invisible and she doesn’t belong here. In this case, she doesn’t even exist in such a beautiful world with lakes and mountains where birds and cicadas are always singing.

Lin Luoran feels so anxious. If her body is really not here, how can she go back?

She suddenly remembers the stone tablet as a cage in the Kalahari Desert. That word figure… that golden word figure seems to have great power which can break a certain kind of imprisonment.

Wait! The word figure is similar to the one she used to save Baojia. However, they are not exactly the same. Lin Luoran thinks maybe these words figures have their own meanings and have different effects.

They may be like the magic figures of the Qingcheng Taoist Temple with distinct five elements divisions… Momo once said that the man in robe did not allow her to learn other characters. Is it because the man in robe only values this kind of words that can communicate with the whole world?

It’s said that when Cang Jie invented characters, he focused on it day and night and looked around. He got the inspiration from the distribution of stars in the sky, mountains and rivers on the ground, traces of birds, beasts, insects and fish, the shape of the vegetation, and so on. Cang described and painted everything and finally created a variety of different figures. He made all figures meaningful and then showed them to others. People could actually understand them after his explanation… When he finished his work, it rained rice and all ghosts wept at night.

Hundreds of ghosts cried. Some people said that it was because the characters were invented and people would become intelligent but disharmonious. There would be deceit and cunning. Killing and robbery would be born since then. There would be no peace in the world. Even ghosts couldn’t live a peaceful life so they cried.

Ignoring the additions and deletions after years of change, there is one truth: Huaxia’s characters are from all things in the world. As time passes by, characters are changed by people. They become more and more standard and simpler and simpler, but the original feelings of the earthly world also disappear.

Words are magical and they can help with communication.

Characters have souls. They can sense all things in the world and record the essence of predecessors.

Lin Luoran is so excited. She once wrote the golden word figures unconsciously and attracted Reiki coming to her from far away. She was also once trapped in the stone tablet world. Relying on copying the mysterious golden word figures, her spiritual mind successfully returned to her body.

The root of all things is the man in robe who understands golden word figures. He is now teaching Momo word figures which are probably the source of word figures by the lake.

Lin Luoran’s heart is pumping. They can’t see her!

Can’t she hide aside and learn the word figure as she wants?

Lin Luoran can’t control herself and hides aside. Sure enough, the man in robe finds no signs of her existence. She steps forward and sees that there is a sandbag on Momo’s wrist. She is writing a large character with it.

She hasn’t finished her writing, but Lin Luoran can feel the fluctuation of water ripples, and then her soul is blessed. The two are practicing by the lake for some reasons. There is plenty of water vapor among the lines. Is she writing the word “Water ” or “Lake”?

The water ripples are becoming stronger and stronger and Momo shows a happy look. She leans her head as if she is to show off to the man in robe. Her wrist in the air stops and the brush is out of focus. The word has already been ruined!

The water vapour disappears. Momo purses her mouth and she is about to cry. However, the man in robe does not comfort her.

“You are always relying on your talents and can’t calm down. You haven’t learned five characters in two years. How can you be so proud of yourself?”

The man in robe shakes his head gently. Although he is criticizing her, his voice is normal like a breeze across the lake, a spring hitting a mountain rock, or a moving cloud in the sky. His voice is enjoyable and kind but people don’t really know where it comes from—this is the first time Lin Luoran hears his voice. She feels so complex and there are more emotions which do not seem to belong to her.

Taking a closer look, she can’t see the man in robe clearly because his face is like to be covered by mist. However, he has a pair of dark eyes. There are too many things in it, sunrise, moonset, changing stars… She has never seen anyone else who has such complicated eyes.

Experiences… she and the man in robe are different in terms of experiences.

Just like the way he speaks to Momo. He is still very gentle even when he scolds her. Maybe it’s not because of his temper. He has witnessed too many changes so he feels nothing with his surroundings.

Lin Luoran can’t figure out why a man with such a temperament would save Momo in the first place. This man in robe totally ignores the outside world—maybe the only one he really cares about is actually himself.

Lin Luoran remembers the first time she meets Momo. Before the little girl disappeared, she shed tears and said to herself, ” ‘Lin Luoran’ is really a better name than ‘Momo’. Is this the type of name he likes?”

Momo also asked her to help with taking care of the man in robe.

Thinking of Momo’s ambiguous words and that the man in robe saved Momo from a desperate situation in the past, Lin Luoran can easily tell the attachment in Momo’s tone. She must fall in love.

However, even though Momo left the sacred pearl to her for some reason, Lin will not fulfill Momo’s wish out of gratitude.

Firstly, this man doesn’t need anyone to take care of him. Secondly, he is actually a heartless person. Momo’s love can only become unrequited.

Lin Luoran brings her attention back but Momo and the man in robe have disappeared.

It is dark. The table is still there by the lake. Momo hasn’t learned how to write yet. Maybe she will still be here tomorrow? Lin Luoran comforts herself. She holds her knees against the big rock and just sleeps this way for a night. When Momo appears again in the morning light, Lin Luoran finally relieves.

Momo still practices the word she wrote yesterday. Lin Luoran observes for a long time. From the beginning to the turning point, she keeps the word in her mind.

When Momo is practicing, Lin Luoran also follows her. She always thinks about going back in the beginning but now she gradually calms down. Maybe because she and Momo have completely different temperaments, she can feel that she has caught up with Momo. Lin now can really write this word figure the meaning of which she hasn’t known yet.

Momo comes here alone for a few days. Without the man in robe, she neither looks at deers coquettishly nor complains about how hard this job is. She settles down and practices hard. The word figure she writes becomes strong and clear. It almost jumps out from her fingertips and turns into rain.

Lin Luoran can’t influence the vegetation of this world. Except following the memory and feelings to write it in the air, she can’t know what she has exactly learned.

After practicing for a few days, Lin Luoran can feel Momo’s progress. The little girl is not very satisfied. Finally. she persuades the man in robe to come to the lake again with her.

“Can you show me again for the last time, please?”

Momo wants to see how the man in robe writes the word figure. Lin Luoran also feels very strange. How can she practice writing without the original copybook and just by writing by the lake all day?

The man in robe can’t stand her and just waves to the clean lake.

The sparkling lake disappears and a piece of blank paper flies back to the man in robe. Where the lake was now is a low-lying grassland.

Lin Luoran pinches herself. She has never doubted such a large lake in these days. It turns out it is actually a copybook! There is a reason why Momo has been practicing writing by the lake these days.

In addition to figuring out the spirituality of the lake, the copybook given by the man in robe is actually this lake.

Life is so ridiculous and it can always make people burst into tears!

Even Lin Luoran almost wants to cry, she still comes closer “shamelessly”. She keeps the word figure written by the man in robe in her mind and almost wants to swallow or pack away the paper.

“If you can make it more and more like a lake, you can practice the next word.”

The man in robe checks the results of Momo’s practice over the past few days and speaks highly of her.

Momo holds his original version and doesn’t look very excited, “I feel I still have a long way to go. What I wrote is not like what you wrote.”

The man in robe laughs, “Without enough personal ability, you cannot support the word figure. You haven’t entered the Laying Foundation period. Just be patient.”

Momo is now really happy.

Lin Luoran sees the interaction between the two people. She remembers that she was far out of her league when she peeped at the man in robe writing the golden figure. She didn’t even know what the word was. Momo can practice the word “lake” before she enters the Laying Foundation period. At that time, Lin Luoran was also not in the Laying Foundation period but she got a headache even just by trying stealthily.

Momo is right. The words the man in robe taught her are enough for her to be free in the world and don’t have to pay attention to anything else—at least, the word figure written by the man in robe has the power to shake the world.

Lin Luoran’s expectation surges. She really wants to know the next word he is going to teach Momo.