Xingyun Sect, Dancing Elephant Courtyard.
Zhao Lin sat under the eaves, holding the letter sent by his servant early in the morning.
This letter comes from Yingzhou and is handwritten by Master Zhu Huaishan.
Zhu Huaishan said in the letter that he was in good health and asked Zhao Lin not to worry about him or to spend money on medicinal materials.
When he learned that Zhao Lin had reached the second level of Qi Realm and won the first place in the autumn harvest, Zhu Huaishan was very satisfied and praised him greatly.
Lala Zaza talked about some trivial matters, and finally mentioned that he was passing on the affairs of the Liuhe Sect and related techniques to his senior brother Gao Yuan. If he could return to Yanzhou soon next year, he would be able to return to his roots...
Zhao Lin read the letter twice, got up and went back to the house to put it away in the cabinet. Then he came to the bronze mirror in the living room and straightened his clothes.
I had promised Xiang Bao earlier that I would visit Xiang Bao's house when he returned from practicing cultivation. Now that I have been back for two days, it is time to fulfill my original promise.
Most of the disciples in Wuxiangyuan are gentlemen, and they usually practice together, but they seldom communicate with each other in private.
Xiang Bao invited Zhao Lin to his home, which meant that he wanted to make a deeper friendship.
After finishing everything, Zhao Lin went out to the school field in the middle of the Elephant Dance Academy.
"Why are you wearing so little?"
Xiang Bao looked at Zhao Lin and said.
The weather has not yet warmed up at this time. Although martial arts practitioners are not afraid of severe cold, most people would rather wear more clothes to avoid using their bodies to resist.
"In February and August, dress randomly. I'm not afraid of the cold."
Zhao Lin replied with a smile.
In fact, he wore loose clothes to make room for his chest and back. In case of emergency, he had to rely on his acupuncture points to spray energy to escape.
Covering it with a thick cotton coat, the acupoint was sealed.
"How did your Water Mirror Division go to Huilong Bay? How did you get it?"
On the way down the mountain, Xiang Bao asked Zhao Lin what he thought of this creation practice.
Zhao Lin shook his head gently, "The momentum is majestic and I am greatly shocked, but the energy still cannot be poured into Ren and Du's two veins."
"That means the heat is not yet there, so don't be in a hurry."
Xiang Bao said half-jokingly: "You are so powerful at the second level of aura, how can you still do it at the third level? I hope you can slow down."
Zhao Lin also knew that there was no need to rush, so he changed the subject and asked: "I heard that your Fire and Jade Department went to Beiqiong Lake to find the Earth Fire Dragon, what do you think?"
Beiqiong Lake is located to the west of the Yanhang Mountains. There are thirteen volcanic craters. The volcanic eruptions blocked the river water and formed a barrier lake.
The volcano here is quite active and erupts every few years.
Xiang Bao also shook his head and said: "The Earth Fire Dragon did not move, but on the way back, I saw an Earth Fire."
"Earth fire?"
"It's just a deep pit, always burning with raging fire..."
After listening for a while, Zhao Lin gradually understood.
What Xiang Bao and the others saw should be an underground natural gas fire that was ignited by a wildfire or lightning strike.
"natural gas……"
Zhao Lin frowned and thought for a long time, unable to think of any use for this thing in the world of martial arts, and finally laughed to himself.
Forget it, practicing martial arts with peace of mind is better than anything else.
In this world, even if you make a pistol, it will still be fatal to a Shangyuan realm warrior.
The two of them walked and chatted, and when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, a carriage was already waiting there.
"Master."
The driver waiting in front of the carriage said respectfully.
"Let's go!"
Xiang Bao boarded the carriage, called Zhao Lin to come up, and urged the coachman.
Zhao Lin originally thought that Xiang Mansion was in Yongning City and in the bustling inner city, but he found that the carriage was driving in the opposite direction.
After asking, I found out that Xiang Mansion was at the foot of Xingyun Mountain.
The carriage drove for more than half an hour and stopped in front of a spacious mansion with gray tiles and white walls at the southern foot of Xingyun Mountain.
Xiang Bao led Zhao Lin through several courtyard verandas and walked around to the main hall to meet his father Xiang Qingtang.
Xiang Qingtang is about forty or fifty years old, with a short beard on his lips and a slightly fat body. He is sitting on a chair sipping tea.
"Father."
Xiang Bao bowed respectfully and introduced sideways: "This is my friend Zhao Lin from the Dancing Elephant Courtyard."
Zhao Lin cupped his hands and said, "I've met Uncle Xiang."
Xiang Qingtang smiled and said gently: "Xiang Bao often mentions you in front of me. You are indeed a talented person!"
"Uncle Xiang deserves the award."
Zhao Lin responded modestly, feeling a little surprised.
He originally thought that Xiang Bao's father must be a Yuan realm martial artist, but now he felt his energy and blood. Although he was more than vigorous, he lacked the indifference and elegance of the elder, and was probably just a blood realm practitioner.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable.
The road to martial arts is bumpy and difficult. Every realm, big or small, is a hurdle. It stops countless people, and very few can reach the Yuan realm.
Zhao Lin often saw the five elders in the Dancing Elephant House, and he felt that Yuanjing warriors were not uncommon. This was actually a survivor's bias.
Xiang Qingtang said with a smile: "When we meet for the first time, as an elder, I will definitely give you a gift."
"Originally, there are some elixirs in the house that are suitable for Qi Realm warriors. However, you are the number one in Qiucai. You have even used the Sutra Cleansing Decoction and Wuliu Dan, so I can't get rid of these elixirs..."
Zhao Lin said hurriedly: "Uncle Xiang, you are so polite. I came here empty-handed, so I don't have the nerve to accept your gift."
Xiang Yingtang waved his hand and continued: "I heard that your family lives in the city, so I took the liberty to send someone to inquire about it. I learned that your parents were old and in poor health, and your brother and sister-in-law were also pregnant, so I prepared Some common medicinal materials, I hope you don’t dislike them.”
As he said this, he waved his hand and a servant came over holding a box.
Zhao Lin turned to look at Xiang Bao, who nodded slightly and winked.
"Thank you, Uncle Xiang." Zhao Lin took the medicine box.
After a few more pleasantries, Xiang Qingtang picked up the tea cup.
Xiang Bao and Zhao Lin wisely said goodbye and went to a pavilion to talk.
"Why don't you open it and take a look?" Xiang Bao said carelessly, his demeanor and behavior much more out of the ordinary than when he was in the sect.
Zhao Lin opened the box and saw ginseng, Jiu Shou Wu, Ligustrum lucidum, Morinda officinalis...
Although these medicinal materials are not as precious as martial arts medicinal materials, they are all the best choices in terms of age and quality.
"Thank you, Brother Xiang!"
Zhao Lin thanked him seriously.
"It's a small thing."
Xiang Bao said nonchalantly and glanced at Zhao Lin as he spoke, "The Spring Festival will be held in a few days. What are your plans?"
Zhao Lin was startled, "What are your plans?"
He had been in the Dancing Elephant Academy for less than a year. There were no ranking requirements for the Spring Festival, and the rewards were not as generous as those for the Autumn Festival, so he was not very interested.
Xiang Bao asked in a tentative tone: "Do you use Ice Fist during the competition?"
Zhao Lin felt relieved and asked: "So what if you use it, but what if you don't use it?"
"If you use Ice Fist, I will give up immediately if I encounter you. Otherwise, I can have a good fight."
"Need not!"
…
On the first day of March, Zhao Lin was preparing to go out early in the morning when he suddenly saw a servant in green clothes coming to his door.
"Excuse me, are you Zhao Lin?"
Zhao Lin nodded, "It's me, what's the matter?"
"That's it. Tianmenyi received a letter the day before yesterday. It was signed with your name, but it didn't say which hospital it was from. I've been asking about it for the past two days, and I just found it today."
The servant said, taking out a patent leather letter from his arms.
Zhao Lin glanced at the name of the letter writer and felt a thump in his heart.
(End of chapter)
