"I have no father or mother, and I have no name..."
Li Sancai was the last one to tell the origin. As soon as he spoke, everyone was surprised.
It turns out that Li Sancai's parents died just after he was born. He survived by relying on leftover food from neighbors and picking up garbage. He lived on the streets at a young age.
At the beginning of the year, he fell seriously ill and lay dying on the roadside. It happened that the stationed monks passed by on inspection and found that the beggar covered with malignant sores actually had spiritual roots, so they took him back to the Taoist temple for treatment.
Half a month later, Li San slowly recovered, and the monk in charge told him the truth and asked him if he wanted to become an immortal.
Li Sancai burst into tears of gratitude and naturally agreed.
The resident monk asked him what his name was, and Li Sancai said that he had no name and did not know his parents' surnames.
The stationed monks are in a bit of a dilemma. They have to have a name before entering, right?
Li Sancai asked the resident monk what his last name was.
The resident monk said: "My surname is Li."
Li Sancai said: "The Immortal Master is my reborn parent, so my surname should also be Li."
Although the resident monk thought this was ridiculous, he couldn't refuse. He thought about it and said, "You have the spiritual roots of water, fire, and earth. From now on, you can be called Li Sancai."
Zhu Cong, He Shaoqun and Bai He all felt sympathy after hearing this and offered words of comfort one after another.
Everyone chatted for a while, and Senior Brother Xun came over from the main hall and said hesitantly: "On weekdays, I am the only one who lives here. I never light a fire to cook. It is a problem for you to eat."
Zhao Lin understood it as soon as he heard it and said proactively: "I have some silver with me and I'm going out to buy some food."
Senior Brother Xun nodded and said: "Then I'll trouble you, Junior Brother."
Zhu Cong immediately shouted: "I'm going with Senior Brother Zhao."
Zhao Lin glanced at him with a smile, "Yes, but we have to walk a long way."
Zhu Cong said: "I'm just taking a walk on the road, it's very stuffy here."
He Shaoqun said: "It's a bit boring, I'll go too."
Zhao Lin nodded and looked at Li Sancai and Bai He, both of whom also said they wanted to go.
"Okay, then let's go together!"
Zhao Lin waved to call a few people, and before setting off, he asked Senior Brother Xun: "What does Senior Brother like to eat? I'll bring it back later."
Senior Brother Xun shook his head and said: "After cultivating Taoism, I will not eat ordinary food. Junior Brother, you don't have to worry about me."
Zhao Lin didn't ask any more questions, and took his four junior brothers and sisters out of the Taoist temple and went straight to the county town.
While walking on the road, Bai He suddenly said: "Senior Brother Zhao, are you a martial arts practitioner?"
Zhao Lin glanced at her, thinking that the girl had good eyesight, and asked, "How can I see it?"
Bai He said: "I see that senior brother's body is very light when he walks, but his feet are very stable. My brother has been practicing martial arts in a martial arts school, and his walking posture and gait are very similar to senior brother's."
Zhao Lin nodded, "You are quite right. Senior brother, I have indeed practiced boxing for a few days."
The Taoist temple is more than ten miles away from the county seat, and we walked for nearly an hour before entering the city.
Zhao Lin made some inquiries and took everyone to the best restaurant in the county. He asked for a private room and ordered twenty dishes in one go.
He Shaoqun, Bai He and Li Sancai knew that eating here would definitely cost a lot of money, so they all thanked them. Even the youngest Zhu Cong said, "Senior brother, it's a waste of money."
Zhao Lin thought that these four junior brothers and sisters had good character, and said with a smile: "I am afraid that these real money will be useless when we arrive in Xuanyuan Continent. Spend it early to avoid carrying it around with you."
It was already past noon, there were not many diners in the store, and the food was served quickly.
Everyone was already hungry, especially a few young people, who were at the age of "half-grown-ups, poor old men", and started to eat.
Zhao Lin observed silently and found that several teenagers were eating vigorously, but Bai He didn't use his chopsticks much.
At first he thought the woman had a small appetite, but soon he noticed that her face looked a little strange, her brows were slightly frowned, and she had one hand on her lower abdomen.
Zhao Lin probably had a guess in his mind. When he raised his nose and smelled it, he smelled a trace of blood and knew what was going on.
"Dude..."
Zhao Lin called the waiter and ordered a bowl of motherwort stewed hen soup in a low voice.
After a while, the chicken soup was served.
When Bai He saw the motherwort in the chicken soup, he was stunned for a moment and glanced at Zhao Lin secretly.
Zhao Lin remained calm, lowering his head to eat the food.
Bai He felt relieved, finally picked up the bowl and served himself a bowl of soup.
After finishing the drink, he took another bowl without wanting to finish.
After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, my face looked much better.
After lunch, Zhao Lin thought he was too lazy to run out again in the evening, so he packed up the uneaten leftovers, bought five drawers of steamed buns, and took them back together.
After all this running around, the teenagers were a little tired when they returned to Zhenyang Temple, and they all yawned and went back to their rooms to rest.
Zhao Lin chose a room with good lighting, tidied it up briefly, closed the doors and windows, and sat down cross-legged.
He took out an "Innate Pill" from his arms, swallowed it, and started practicing.
Although he is about to become an immortal, Zhao Lin is not ready to give up martial arts.
He asked Huang Zhuosong and Lu Qing about the combat power of Qi Refining Realm monks.
According to the two people, the physical strength of the Qi Refining Realm monks is not as strong as that of the Xiantian Realm warriors who have been reborn.
Before mastering spells, Qi Refining Realm monks are just stronger and stronger than ordinary people.
If we make a horizontal comparison, the monks in the early stage of Qi refining are stronger than the blood realm warriors, and the mid-stage Qi refining monks are stronger than the Yuan realm warriors.
But if the distance between the two sides is within seven steps, then the blood realm warrior can even kill the monk in the middle stage of Qi refining.
It's a bit like a battle between hot and cold weapons.
Zhao Lin is a Xiantian realm martial arts sect. As long as he can get up close, he can even fight with a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.
So for now, martial arts is his ability to make a living.
The Xiantian Pill that Zhao Lin took was prepared by him after discussing with the people at the Medicine Pavilion.
The elixir contains four medicinal properties: water, fire, earth, and ice. Others would be harmed if they took it, but only Zhao Lin had the spirit beast map and could easily refine the medicinal power.
When the sun set, Zhu Cong, He Shaoqun and others walked out of the room one after another.
Everyone had nothing to do, so they went to the front yard to chat. It was spacious and transparent, and they could see the mountains in the distance.
Senior Brother Xun stood outside the door for a long time. Seeing that no one came, he also walked into the courtyard to talk to everyone.
The young people gathered together and were about to go to Chenghua Sect. The topic of discussion was naturally related to Taoism. They imagined that one day they would be able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and spread their beans to become soldiers.
Senior Brother Xun didn't interrupt, he just listened silently, with a look that was a bit shaken and a bit emotional.
Zhao Lin could probably guess his mood. At the beginning of practicing martial arts, no one wanted to reach the Blood Realm Yuan Realm, or even be the best in the world, but those who truly achieved it were very rare.
"Senior Brother Xun, how many years have you been here?"
Zhao Lin walked over to Senior Brother Xun and sat down. After chatting for a while, he found out that he was in charge of Qizhou and Yunzhou, looking for people with spiritual roots, and had been stationed here for three years.
"It's a pity that I had bad luck this year and couldn't find any."
Senior Brother Xun laughed at himself and sighed lightly.
(End of chapter)
