Lin Jie had a very fulfilling three days. He practiced during the day and at night. He practiced even when he lay down with his eyes closed, and when he stood up, he swung his sword and practiced.
Of course, Ning Yuan was also very fulfilled, and Lin Jie had disturbed him frequently during the past three days.
Zhao Guangming has always been quiet and quiet, staying in his room to practice. Occasionally he would go out on the deck and say hello to Lin Jie who was practicing his sword.
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"Excuse me, oh, actually I'm already interrupting."
Lin Jie knocked on Ning Yuan's door, announced something, and walked in, ignoring Ning Yuan's depressed expression.
"Brother, we should arrive in the evening."
Ning Yuan nodded and sat on a chair. On the table was a yellow paper cinnabar talisman called "Sword Talisman."
Ning Yuan has been studying this kind of talisman recently.
It is a side talisman. It is aimed at sword-wielding monks and strengthens the attack power. It can be regarded as a stack of bUff.
It is said that the man who created this talisman was a master of both swords and talismans. Later, he lost to another swordsman in a sword fight and had his sword heart broken by him. Later, he specialized in "sword talismans" and got his revenge in his later years.
Lin Jie was still confused after hearing this sentence. Isn't this talisman a treasure for sword cultivators? Why is it a partial talisman?
For this reason, he specifically asked Ning Yuan, but Ning Yuan did not know that this talisman was given to him by his master and asked him to study hard.
Sure enough, this is the difference between having a master teach you and not having a master teach you.
However, what this sword talisman involves seems to be at a level that even Senior Brother Ning cannot touch.
Lin Jie sat down and poured himself a glass of water. He had just come here after practicing his sword and was a little thirsty.
Ning Yuan calmly put away the talisman and waited for Lin Jie's next inquiry.
However, Lin Jie didn't have any special questions when he came this time.
The two of them chatted about the sect for a while. Chatting between men would always range from the general situation of the world to trivial matters, and the content was all kinds of strange.
After a while, we started talking about emotional issues.
"Junior brother used to like Senior Sister Leng?"
Lin Jie nodded, then shook his head.
"The past was before, the present is now, and now I have let it go."
Ning Yuan looked at Lin Jie with a strange look and asked seriously.
"Then do you like Liu Sisi now?"
Lin Jie opened his mouth, wanting to make some excuses.
But he suddenly remembered the light in Liu Sisi's eyes and the sound of his heartbeat when he and Liu Sisi looked at each other when they were watching the sunrise together.
Finally, he chuckled and asked.
"Senior Brother, doesn't he also like Senior Sister Bai Jing?"
Ning Yuan looked startled, then hissed.
"Why do you think I like Senior Sister Bai Jing?"
Is not it? Did I guess wrong?
Lin Jie was a little embarrassed, took a sip of tea and looked away.
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In the evening, the flying boat hovered on the outskirts of Yuli County, Yunshui County.
Everyone got off the flying boat, and Qin Ping left a disciple to drive the flying boat to a special parking spot in Dingli Mountain.
It looked like he was about to enter the city, so Lin Jie didn't think too much.
As if to keep a low profile, a few people did not go to the city gate with their swords and attract many people to watch. Instead, they rented a few horses from a nearby post house to make the journey.
Riding a horse is not difficult. Generally speaking, disciples will learn it. After all, sometimes they will use horses to travel when they are on a mission and want to stay in top shape at all times.
If you rent, you can pay with spirit stones. When the market is stable, the bank's exchange rate is usually 2 taels of silver for an ordinary spirit stone.
Ning Yuan and Lin Jie were chatting while driving their horses.
Ning Yuan sighed.
"I remember that previous historical records said that at the beginning of the great departure from the country, the exchange rate for spirit stones was dozens of times higher than it is now."
He knew this Lin Jie.
Dali used force to build a country and war to stop war. During that period, tens of millions of people were displaced due to war, and people's livelihood was in ruins and turmoil.
It seems that Lin Jie's ancestral home was not originally in Baizhou, but he came to Cangyan County where the Yunshan Sect was located because of the war.
After the founding of the country, the most important thing was of course to recuperate and recuperate. It was nothing more than advising people to farm mulberry trees and rest with the people, advocating thrift and doing light corvee.
Lin Jie and Ning Yuan chatted about this again. He didn't see much historical data about this world, and many things involving high-level events were not allowed to be recorded and disseminated.
However, he is somewhat familiar with the history of his previous life. You must know that many times, history is overthrown and repeated again and again, showing a kind of inevitability.
Ning Yuan would occasionally be surprised by Lin Jie's novel opinions. He exhaled a breath and asked.
"Junior Brother Lin, do you know that there is a term for "Latter Li" in Dali today?"
Lin Jie was puzzled. This was also the first time he heard the term "houli".
However, if there is such a thing as "Later Li", doesn't it mean that there is also a "Front Li"? , which made Lin Jie interested.
"My master said this once in a while. When I asked him why, he wouldn't tell me."
Later, you didn't take the initiative to investigate, Lin Jie complained.
Several people entered the city and returned the horses to the horse dealer.
Qin Ping led everyone through the street, but she didn't seem to be in a hurry.
Lin Jie observed the status of several people. The people on the main peak were strolling and leisurely, stopping and walking in front of various stalls.
He also understood that it was said to be a mission, but for people on the main peak, it could also be understood as paid travel and team building.
Since we are together, let's blend in with them, Lin Jie thought, and he and Ning Yuan selected at the entrance of each stall.
Lin Jie randomly selected a few pieces and prepared to pay for them. Although they were ordinary objects, they were exquisitely made.
Recently, he and Qin Ping had a few words, and when the time comes, he will provide some spiritual stones and ask her to engrave spiritual patterns on them and give them to Liu Sisi and Lin Lanlan.
"I guess some of them are immortal monks. You're so polite. I'm lucky to be able to buy my things. I'll give you a discount."
The stall owner looked at the exquisite red and white robes of Lin Jie and others, waved his hand, and smiled in a flattering manner with a hint of fear.
Lin Jie stared at him for a moment, waved his hand and said with a smile.
"No, just the original price. I can afford it."
When Lin Jie and others left, the stall owner showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, and his fear was lessened.
Lin Jie, Ning Yuan, and Zhao Guangming walked side by side.
Logically speaking, the reputation of monks is not that bad, and they know that I am a monk. Jiraiya can recognize the cloud pattern on my robe, so he can guess that we are disciples of Yunshan Sect.
"Senior Brother Ning? Why are they like this?"
When Lin Jie has doubts, he thinks about it, and when he can't figure it out, he asks.
Zhao Guangming, who had been feeling depressed, actually rushed to answer.
"It means that the deacons here are arrogant and domineering here, and they are more hateful than the people in the government."
Since ancient times, subordinate officials have been the most harmful to the common people in secular dynasties. They usually use the little power in their hands to make things difficult for the lower class people to the maximum extent.
However, now it's the other way around. It's no wonder that the disciples from the main peak wander around and pick things up as soon as they enter the city. It turns out to be profitable.
Qin Ping's eyes kept wandering between the various disciples, probably because she was afraid that they would get separated.
He noticed this. In fact, Lin Jie occasionally met Qin Ping when he was practicing swordplay these days. The two occasionally exchanged a few words. Lin Jie took the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere was not particularly tense.
A few people stopped and walked around, and Lin Jie also figured out the style of this town.
The winding river meanders among the lanes, and the clear water reflects the scene of weeping willow trees and rippling boats.
The ancient houses on the roadside are mostly made of blue bricks and black tiles, with red lanterns hanging under the eaves.
Antique teahouses and various folk performances.
This is similar to my ideal retirement life. Lin Jie really likes this kind of quiet and leisurely daily life.
Not long after, everyone stopped outside a house with a plaque on the door.
"Shen Mansion"
Qin Ping knocked on the door, and not long after, a figure opened the door.
