Immortal Sword Master

However, what made him a little helpless was that ten times in each cycle, the accumulated inner energy was enough to improve this progress a little.

So far, he has accumulated two points.

"That is to say, if I want to break through the first layer, I still need 98% of the progress, and I can only circulate the internal air once a day, otherwise the body meridians can't bear it. Ten cycles can make progress a little. To break through to the second tier ... wouldn't it take more than two or three years ?! "

Zhe Linxin calculated it. He originally thought it would be very fast after seeing the progress, but he didn't expect it would take so long.

"Sister Mei is only eighteen years old this year, she has already reached the second floor, and it turns out that her talents are much better than me ...." Lin Xin said with emotion. "No wonder Master looks at him differently."

Sensing the internal air circulation in the lower body, like a snail, slowly swallowing, and not afraid to speed up, otherwise the body's meridians will have a tear-like pain, and it will take time to nurse and wait for recovery.

He sighed helplessly, Lin Xin opened his eyes and saw that Master Shilu was still the same, from the moment he entered the temple, he took a pose and meditated.

Uncle Yunshi Yunzi watched intently while holding a book. He also put a small wine bottle while he didn't know where he touched it. He took it from time to time to take a sip.

It was a little dark outside, and the rain was still falling. Looking out from the ruined temple door, it was gray and there was nothing visible beyond a distance of ten meters.

A bunch of bonfires were burning in the middle of the temple, and Lin Xin leaned over and felt a little cold, so he stretched out his hands to get close to the fire to keep warm.

Lin Yuansheng, the driver of the chariot, slept asleep next to the Buddha statue in the temple, the saliva remained along the corner of his mouth, dripped on the ground, and slept soundly.

Zhe Lin roasted the fire for a while and wanted to drink some water. Even if he didn't wake him up like this, he just got up and took the water sac from Lin Yuansheng's side, and poured a glass out of a simple leather cup.

"Here ... there is a broken temple over here, come soon!" There was a shout of men outside suddenly, as if someone came.

Zhe Lin was holding a leather cup and was about to drink. He saw a man in a robe wearing a robe rushing into the temple from the rain, and soon after he ran in again two people wearing a robe and a robe.

The pale yellow robes of the three men kept dripping water and took off the bucket. It was a middle-aged man, two young men and women. They looked like wearing weapons and wearing tight-fitting clothes. They seemed to be rivers and lakes.

When I saw someone in the temple, Lin Xin, an advanced middle-aged man who rushed to the ground, arched his hand and didn't speak, and found another corner to undress himself.

The two young men behind him looked at Lin Xin and his four, with a little curious look, it seemed that they had just left the house.

Gao Linxin lowered the water sac and felt some pain in the meridians. I know that I can no longer practice it today.

He was idle, leaning against the wall and began to doze off. But the back of the head leaned against the cold wall, feeling uncomfortable, and the mildew smell in the ruined temple was not a good place to sleep.

The three people who just came in have already started another fire, but it has been raining for too long, and the dry wood in the temple has been picked up by the four Lin Xins. They all picked up some wet branches.

"If you don't hate it, come and bake it together." Master Ji Lu did not know when he woke up, and opened his eyes lightly.

"Several Taoists disturbed." The middle-aged man smiled, politely nodded to Ji Lu, and brought the two young men together to sit by the campfire.

"I don't know what direction the Taoist leaders came from?" Nothing happened, and the middle-aged man began to ask casually.

"We are coming from the direction of Hongsongcheng." Boyunzi also sat over, "Listening to your accent, like people in Suyang nearby?"

"You have a good hearing, we are indeed Suyang people."

The middle-aged man was chatting with Bo Yunzi very quickly. Lin Xin was just listening, and he heard the middle-aged man say that something trouble has happened in the Red Pine City. Recently, many people are rushing there. .

Bo Yunzi asked the situation carefully again. It seems that the entire Red Pine City has become a place of right and wrong. I do n’t know who is spreading the news around. There is a treasure there, and many people from the rivers and lakes are rushing there. Hilarious, and some have a peep for the treasure.

"I heard that there is golden light shining in the depths of Hongsongshan over there. I don't know if it is true. Anyway, many people claim to see it. The news spreads, and many people from the rivers and lakes are going there."

The middle-aged man whispered.

"Golden light shines?" A strange color flashed in Bo Yunzi's eyes.

"Now many people are rushing to the side of Hongsongcheng. I heard that everyone at Meihuamen has left."

"Is it? Even the plum blossom gate is moving." The road surface color in the season remains the same, but the eyes are also a little surprised.

"Surely a letter from Meihuamen confirmed it, otherwise we wouldn't have heard such news and would just run there."

The middle-aged man also plans to take his two children out of the house to meet the world, and go to Hongsongcheng to take a look.

Yuan Linsheng also came together. He knew the situation of Hongsong City best. He had traveled north and south for many years and had rich experience. He immediately chatted with two young people who were not involved in the world.

Zhe Linxin listened on the side without a word.

I chatted and chatted, the rain outside the broken temple finally lightened, it seems to have a tendency to stop completely.

Wu Jilu opened her mouth and continued to hurry. The other people did not object. It was annoying after spending two days in the ruined temple. The beans and hay with the horses were not enough. If they did n’t leave, they might have to resupply.

I left the campfire to the family, and the four took the horse and took the carriage out of the temporary shelter that covered the rain, and continued to get on the road.

Yuan Linsheng put on the tarpaulin that protected the horses from rain, so that the horses would not get sick from the rain, and then took out the whip and hurried up.

"There is a treasure in the Red Pine City?" Lin Xin was still thinking about it when he was sitting on the carriage. Then Master Su Wanxian went to investigate the weird incident.

From noon to the afternoon, the rain finally stopped.

There were more carriages and knights on the road ahead. Most of them are in a hurry, and only occasionally the caravan is slower.

After crossing the boundary of Suyang City and entering the area of ​​Sushan, it was gradually getting dark, and Lin Yuansheng was looking for a place to rest. On the front of the carriage came three horseback knights, who were galloping towards the left side of the carriage.

"Yu ~~~" Suddenly a male knight Lema stopped and arched his hand in front of the carriage.

"But is the master of Songlin in the car?"

Xi Jilu lifted the curtain from the car.

"It was the three older brothers of the Plum Blossom Sect. But the three came from the Red Pine City?"

"Exactly, I have been instructed to support Sister Su Wan. Could you please tell me what is happening over there?" The male knight said positively.

Ji Jilu frowned and quickly said what he knew.

The three knights hurriedly resigned and hurried away.

Ji Jilu frowned and lowered the curtain, but Lin Xin was a little worried.

"Even Su Wanwan has to ask for support, but imagine that the situation over there is probably not good."

"It's no use worrying you, this is no longer something we can intervene in. It's better to stay away from the center of right and wrong." Boyunzi patted Lin Xin's shoulder, took out a cigarette, lit it and started smoking.

"Well." Lin Xin nodded, and put away his mind, and could only pray for his family. Although he didn't spend much time with each other, it was his roots in this world.

After rushing to the road, it was another five or six days. The four men replenished the water and food at a passenger shop on the side of the road, left the Sushan area, turned over several barren mountains again, and finally reached a turbulent river.

The river is like a jade belt. From west to east, the carriage is docked in a small market town on the bank of the river. According to Bo Yunzi, this river used to be the gate of the Songlin sword school, so non-zongmen cannot cross the river. Yes, Lin Yuansheng can only stay in this small town.

Lin Xin can understand that he saved half of the gold leaves given by Lin Zhiwen to Lin Yuansheng and let him find a place to live in the town. He originally thought that the gold leaves were enough to buy a real estate in the town. The purchasing power of RMB is at least millions. I did not expect that the price of this place called Mingshui Town is extremely expensive, and all the gold leaves are not enough. It was Bo Yunzi who lent a piece of gold to Lin Xin before being able to sell the town. A small yard. The rest of the money and money is enough for Lin Yuansheng to live here for a year or so ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Lin Xin was brought by Ji Lubo Yunzi and got on the boat to cross the river.

The three of them stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the looming mountains and hills after the fog across the river.

Ji Jilu touched his chin mustache and introduced to Lin Xin.

"My Songlin Sword School is the only one among the four schools that has a very low threshold of entry. No matter how you get the inner qi, no matter how bad your qualifications, no matter what your character is, as long as you have the inner qi, as long as you meet the three If you are under 10, you can get started. Of course, you will only be a named disciple after getting started. If you cannot become a regular disciple and become a formal disciple within ten years, you will be placed outside the door, or you will perform the task of leaving, and live independently from the gate. "

"Isn't it possible for anyone to enter the sect like this? The same is true for those wicked spies." Lin Xin did not understand the Songlin sword school's approach.

"It's useless, that's it. The number of disciples in my Songlin Sword School is still decreasing every year, and the injuries are too great, you will know later." Bo Yunzi sighed on the side. "If you ask for review of character again, then I will have no swordsman. As long as you don't have extreme hatred for all your tempers and make a hard vow, you won't bother to care so much."

Zhe Lin is speechless, and it sounds like the struggle within the sword school seems very bad.

"But you don't need to be afraid," Ji Lu continued. "There are rules in the door that can't kill the same door, and most of the disciples are running for jade money and tasks every day. "

He said that he also kept silent, and Bo Yunzi stopped talking.

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