All Heavens: Starting from Douluo

Leave home and venture out into the world.

For Wen Bolin, who was only twelve years old, this was an unprecedented and novel journey. What he saw and heard during the journey deeply attracted the young boy. Even though he was destined to encounter ups and downs and was destined not to be smooth sailing, it could not stop the boy's passion.

Well, that's a euphemism.

If translated, it would be: Wen Bolin is like a bumpkin who has never seen the world. Occasionally, when he passes by a mountain temple, he insists on going in to take a look. He touches the dilapidated stone statues covered with moss with a look of curiosity. Occasionally, when he passes by a small mountain village, he insists on going in to take a look. He points to the big white goose, one of the bullies in the village, saying that he doesn't have it at home. When he watches Lin Chaoci eat meat, he also roasts a ball of charcoal and picks a bunch of colorful mushrooms, saying that this thing must be fresh and he wants to stew it into soup. He is truly an existence that everyone hates.

However, Wen Bolin also has one advantage—he is more obedient than one would expect.

If Lin Chaoci points east, he will never go west.

He did whatever Lin Chaoci said.

Lin Chaoci taught him, and he would learn patiently.

This was one of the few things that made Lin Chaoci happy during this journey.

In fact, this is the difference in the perception of both parties. For Wen Bolin, who is often struck by lightning by his own father, Lin Chaoci, who is slightly stronger than his father, is not only more talented and stronger than him, but also has more experience than him. He can also easily slay demons and eliminate monsters. Even life experience can be passed on to him in a friendly manner. Even if he does not do well, such as grilling meat, the first time it was burnt, the second time it was scorched, and the third time he forgot to sprinkle salt, Lin Chaoci did not take him out and strike him with lightning. In order to encourage him, he even ate the things. In addition, he taught him how to fight step by step, helped him integrate what he had learned, communicated with some people, and let him see with his own eyes how those not rich people live and how they are bullied by monsters. Finally, he brought him back from slaying demons and eliminating monsters, and enjoyed the praise of nearby villagers together. This kind of life is what Wen Bolin would love, let alone sleeping in the open air, even if he was hungry.

This is the disadvantage of repressive teaching.

If you suppress them too much, they will become rebellious.

As time goes by, your self-confidence is gone.

In the original novel, Wen Bolin learned from his mistakes and became braver. He wanted more to seek revenge on Yang Yitan and wash away the shame. His so-called decadence and extravagance were nothing more than self-abandonment, not bullying men and women.

Lin Chaoci once asked Wen Bolin about his dream.

Wen Bolin’s answer was: I hope to defeat my father one day, and then pay him back for all the times he has hit me over the years.

I can only say that this father and son are both quite weird.

It is understandable that Wen Bolin gave up on himself.

Because if he could defeat the head of the Wen family, he would also be a genius at the level of Wang Quan Baiye. The gap between the younger generation and the older generation still exists. The reason why Wen Bolin always loses is not entirely because of him.

It is precisely because of this that the thoughts of both parties produced a wonderful chemistry.

Wen Bolin believes that life now is like being in heaven.

But in Lin Chaoci's eyes, everything he did was just basic.

Fortunately, Lin Chaoci checked Wen Bolin with a brush.

In this way, it is not completely ignorant.

"Master, where are we going next?"

"The Ji family is the closest to us."

"You see, we are in this village."

Wen Bolin tapped on the blurry map, moved his finger away, revealing a small red dot. Beside it was a stack of blueprints with densely packed data on them, all placed on the table. The earthen walls, thatched houses, wooden beams, and dim oil lamps were all in shadow. In the center of the hut, there was an iron pot with stewed soup, emitting a faint aroma of meat. Outside the door, a group of children in simple clothes swallowed their saliva and watched silently, because both the broth and the oil lamps were things they rarely saw. In their perception, the oil lamps, although burning oil, were also money.

"Then go visit the Ji family."

"I have friends in the Ji family."

"Collect some information about the area."

Lin Chaoci put down the drawings in his hand, called Wen Bolin to come over for dinner, and asked as he ate, "How many drawings have been arranged today?"

Wen Bolin took a sip of soup.

I watched the drawings increase in number.

He knew that he was slowly writing a legend.

The excitement of the moment was slowly turning into a sense of honor. "I've reached the 176th place. I've drawn three pictures today, which include two rivers, three barren mountains, a plain, fifteen mountain villages, and two cities that can barely be considered small cities. The summary report of the surrounding ecological environment is also here. Among the three barren mountains, only one has monsters and no temples. The soil of the plain is not suitable for farming. Among the two rivers, one is 134 meters wide and 37 meters deep, and the other is 80 meters wide and 43 meters deep... In total, we walked 658 kilometers today. Now, we turn back and settle in this village."

After saying this, Wen Bolin took a bite of meat.

This is snake soup, and it’s a snake soup of the great demon level.

With meal after meal.

He has already reached the threshold of the sixth level of Qi training.

I guess after two more meals, he will be able to start making a breakthrough.

Lin Chaoci's progress was even faster, because he finally used a brush to materialize the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art. Of course, it was not a perfect version of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, but a part of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, namely the Wheel Sea chapter and the Dao Palace chapter of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art. But even if it was only a part of it, after eating so many small and big monsters, he successfully reached the eighth level of Qi training, but he was still some distance away from the ninth level of Qi training.

What he and Wen Bolin are discussing now is another key point of this trip.

Speak human language: draw a map!

Maybe it’s because there are more monsters.

It may also be because there is no awareness of this aspect.

He searched Wang Quan's house.

I searched the Wen family again.

Only two general maps were obtained.

How vague is it?

A map with no distance markings, no mountains or rivers marked, only red dots with the major families of the Taoist Alliance marked on them.

Whether you go astray depends entirely on your sense of direction.

Although Lin Chaoci only needs to wave his brush to locate everything, some things still need to be done.

Leave a map for human beings in the format of later generations.

It was a game he played to kill time.

Although Wen Bolin really treated this game as a task to be completed...

As for the accuracy of the map, he could confirm it again with a brush.

After confirming that it is correct, put it away.

Wait until you get back and put it together.

Forming a complete map of the human territory.

Asking "Are these maps correct?" with a brush is definitely less time-consuming than "Give me a map of the human territory with how accurate it is." There is nothing to do anyway, and traveling is just for traveling, not for seeing the scenery.

"Don't give them too much."

"If there's any left, throw it all away."

"This stuff is the meat of a great demon, and a seventy-year-old Ganoderma lucidum has been added to it. A child who hasn't entered the Dao can only have a bowl of soup at most."

"It's up to you to decide how much."

"Give less to the weak."

"Give more to the strong ones."

"Just don't make their noses bleed."

Lin Chaoci waved his hand and walked into the inner room, leaving everything else to Wen Bolin: "I'm going to take a nap first, it's settled."

"Understood, Master."

Wen Bolin nodded and finished eating the meat.

Then he picked up the pot and left the yard.

He distributed the delicious and fragrant soup in the pot to the greedy children according to the amount. Then, he poured the remaining soup in the bottom of the pot on the flowers and plants in the yard. He ignored the flowers and plants that were growing wildly as if they had been injected with hormones. He simply rinsed and wiped the pot, put it back on the stove, got on the kang with his clothes on, and fell into a deep sleep.