MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?-Chapter 96 Xu Jianzhu of Qiu Shui Jian Tang

Chapter 96 Xu Jianzhu of Qiushui Sword Hall

 You guys actually want to buy Fu Tian? !

 Chen Lin was frozen.

 He looked at Han Zhengcai in front of him in surprise, and secretly looked at the man carefully again.

His appearance is unremarkable. Although the robes on his body hide his cultivation level, you can tell from his usual behavior that his cultivation level cannot exceed the middle stage of Qi refining.

Hold to death, it’s like the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining.

 Chen Lin had speculated before that this man must have been one of the casual cultivators who made a fortune in Laoshanfang at that time.

 I just didn’t expect this guy to have such big hair?

Had it not been for the fact that he had five storage bags with him, he might have been heartbroken.

 “Ahem!”

Han Zhengcai’s voice pulled him back from his surprise:

“Fellow Daoist Chen, I still need some spiritual stones. I don’t know if I can…”

 “No money, excuse me!”

 Chen Lin closed the door directly.

lest if I continue to get along with this person, I will be unable to help but explode his gold coins.

 Futian sells for four hundred spirit stones!

Even if this person has some shortcomings, he probably still has more than 300 spiritual stones!

 No wonder I drink tea every day!

 Tsk tsk.

“I just don’t know if he can survive until the day he buys Fu Tian...”

Chen Lin did not intend to explode his gold coins, but other monks who heard the news would not be so kind.

 …

 Outside Xiaojinshan.

On the first day of March, the moonlight draped over the mountains like a gauze.

 Chen Lin, who had returned from the world of cultivating immortals, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly.

With his breathing, the aura of heaven and earth coming from all directions settled around him, like a thin layer of mist.

 strands of vitality are separated from the body, and together with the spiritual energy, new mana is refined. After traveling around in the meridians, it finally merges into the red lake-like Dantian.

 For a moment, "The Flame Wood Sutra" slowly stopped running.

 The spiritual energy from all directions slowly dispersed.

 Chen Lin opened his eyes.

 “Hoo!”

“Since Yuan Hai was nourished, the body has gradually transformed, and the upper limit of the speed of practice has also been broadened.”

“Now it will take about two months to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining. It should have been longer…”

 His cultivation speed has always been extremely fast, which is beyond the endurance of ordinary human bodies.

 It takes two months to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

 It’s not because it takes him two months to perfect his magic power.

 It’s because his meridians and Dantian need such a long time to adapt.

 Unless he continues to make great progress in martial arts and allows his body to undergo a more obvious transformation, it will be possible to continue to speed up his cultivation advancement.

“Or, change to a better practice method.”

“It is said that the nourishing effect of those superior exercises on the body will be more obvious, which is not comparable to that of the Yanmu Jing.”

“Unfortunately, I have inquired in the black market before. The best exercises are only the 28 exercises at the same level as the Flame Wood Sutra. If you want to buy it, there are other conditions..."

  Concentrate your mind and prepare to take a rest.

 Suddenly the sound of a child crying came from outside the door.

 At the beginning, Chen Lin subconsciously thought it was the little carrot next door.

 But there are male and female voices.

 “Is it another family?”

He opened the door and looked at a house not far away.

At this time, the door of the house was wide open, the lights were on, and there was a sound of crying.

 Two thin figures were lying in front of the door.

 Chen Lin's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly discovered that it was A Jin and A Yin who had been sold to Xicheng to work.

 Little Carrot’s playmate on weekdays.

 They are also the two eldest children in two families in the village.

At this time, the two children's legs had obviously been broken, and their parents carried them back to the house with heartbroken expressions on their faces.

There was also a strong man standing by the door, who seemed to have brought the two children back.

"How is this going?"

 Chen Lin walked over.

The sturdy man turned around, and it was Butcher Zheng who opened a butcher shop in Shanshi. He had a rough face, and his eyes showed regret at this time. “Master Lin!”

"I was going to sleep with my mother-in-law today, but suddenly someone knocked on my door. When I opened it, I saw these two little kids lying in front of the door, crying and begging me to take them home. They said they had just returned from Escape from the He family..."

“I saw that they were also children from Shanshi City, so I didn’t dare to delay, so I carried them back secretly. I had to tell Mr. Lin your name at the city gate before they were willing to open it for me, hehe...”

 “Who is it again?”

Chen Lin really didn't expect that these two children were sold to the He family before.

"That's right," Butcher Zheng said with emotion, "I heard these two children say that they took advantage of the death of the old man of the He family, the chaos in the house, the lax defense, and no one to watch them, so they sneaked out of the dog hole. Climbed out."

"I don't know if the He family will come back to ask for it back after they find out..."

Butcher Zheng scratched his head, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled sheepishly.

 The name of the He family seemed to be heard in the room, and the sound of the child crying became more violent.

Chen Lin looked at the big man and sighed.

 “Forget it, let me solve this matter.”

 …

 …

 The next day.

 Chen Lin entered the city early in the morning.

 He had no intention of letting the He family go.

 Since sending away the old man of the He family, he has often paid attention to the movements of the He family.

Today is the day of Old Man He’s funeral.

However, to his surprise, Old Man He’s children and grandchildren did not come back for the funeral.

 On the contrary, the descendants of the He family from the collateral line are helping with the funeral.

"His children and grandchildren have died outside long ago, right? Were they killed by those descendants from the collateral line?"

 “They were already reunited in advance without me taking any action?”

Chen Lin was wearing a bamboo hat and sitting alone at the tea stall, with several hemostatic and wound-healing charms in his arms.

Originally, we planned to stage a filial piety drama about "Old Man He's descendants were so sad that they both fainted and died on the way to the funeral" to help the He family regain some notoriety.

 In the end, the other side didn’t give this opportunity at all.

Chen Lin squinted his eyes and touched his lips lightly with the teacup in his hand, feeling a bitter taste.

The funeral procession carried the coffin of golden nanmu wood and played mournful music through the streets. Along the way, paper money kept flowing.

 The descendants from the side lineage walked in front and cried sadly.

　Pedestrians on the road were pushed away by the He Family Nursing Home, causing a low murmur of curses.

 But it was immediately overshadowed by the sound of the suona.

 Chen Lin simply stopped reading and planned to go to the Five Form Martial Arts School in the inner city to ask Wen Guangyuan about the golden essence liquid.

 As a result, we just entered the inner city.

 I heard a woman calling her name from above my head.

 “Chen Lin!”

From the private room on the second floor of the nearby teahouse, Gu Wenqin's voice came over, and her petite body stretched out her hand, seeming to call him over.

 Perhaps it was because he didn't respond for a long time.

Gu Wenqin's figure disappeared from the window, as if she was coming down to pick him up...

 Sure enough.

In just a few breaths, Chen Lin saw her petite figure from the door of the teahouse.

“Chen Lin, come with me first, we have something important to ask you!”

"whats the matter?"

Chen Lin was confused and felt that he had nothing to do with this female martial artist.

We only met each other last time, so we have no friendship.

 “It has something to do with the white gun head. He is worshiped by the He family and may be harmful to you!”

Gu Wenqin was in a hurry and wanted to reach out to help someone.

Chen Lin avoided her hand and followed her to the second floor of the teahouse.

Zhiqa~

 The door was pushed open.

 There are two other people in the private room, one of whom is Hong Guan.

But there is another woman wearing a veil, with a silver-white sword beside her. Her figure looks weak, but she is vaguely heroic, like a sharp sword that constantly exudes invisible momentum to the surroundings.

I saw Chen Lin walking in.

The woman raised her eyes, cupped her fists and saluted:

 “Qiushui Sword Hall, Sword Master Xu!”

 (End of this chapter)