Chapter 488 The spiritual liquid is poisonous
Looking at the Xuanhua Daodaozhu with a passionate look, Jiang Lin asked, "Have you seen the Taoist Ancestor?"
"I have never seen it." Xuanhua Daozhu shook his head, but his fanatical look was not diminished at all: "But the name of the Taoist Ancestor is known to everyone in the world. My Taoist Sect has even more secret techniques to reproduce the body of the Taoist Ancestor. If Emperor Shun had not set up the Heavenly Prison Array in advance, the body of the Taoist Ancestor will appear..."
"How could there be so many in the world if it weren't for if it was, why didn't you just say that if the Taoist Ancestor has not left?"
Shang Yusi's gloomy voice stopped suddenly.
But he was not embarrassed, but his expression was even more disdainful: "Are you afraid?"
The man Shang Yusi's voice became even heavier, and he immediately denied: "I'm talking nonsense, how could I be afraid of merely..."
However, he said this, and stopped and he did not continue.
Even if the disdain in Xuanhua Daodao's eyes was so clear, he still didn't say anything more.
Jiang Lin did not have a deep understanding of Daozu, and only knew from the words of others.
A great man with great cultivation a thousand years ago was said to have been created by him, and even the snow-capped mountains of tens of thousands of meters were removed by him with great magical power.
Otherwise, Daqian today should be an extremely cold place.
Shang Yusi is a special department directly responsible for Emperor Daqian. Even the first-rank senior officials were not afraid at all.
There are only people in the world who ask questions, and no one dares to refuse to obey.
Hold the imperial order and the imperial power licensing.
However, even such people are very taboo about the name of Taoist ancestor.
Jiang Lin looked at Xuanhua Daodaozhu and asked, "Will the Taoist Ancestor come back?"
"No one can guess what the Taoist Ancestor is doing." Xuanhua Daozhu spit out a breath of bloody smell and said, "Boy, for the sake of being a blacksmith, don't be the same as the Emperor Shun again. Otherwise, if the Taoist Ancestor really returns, you will be nothing but an ant."
"As for the matter of the Taoist Sect... it is naturally the best if you can really find out the truth. If you can't find out, you don't need to go into it. This world is not something you can't interfere with."
After that, Xuanhua Daozhu suddenly shook the iron chain hard.
The two divine dragons, Golden Essence and Fire Essence, rushed up from the iron chain.
Without their block, wind, fire, thunder and lightning quickly descended, slashing heavily on Xuanhua Daozhu.
His body kept twitching, and the intense pain made the blood ooze out of the pores and evaporate quickly by high temperature.
Jiang Lin knew that he would not say anything more.
Although Xuan Huadao was hostile to the Daqian court, from Jiang Lin's personal perspective, there was no grudge between the two sides.
Even he himself and Taoist sect have many connections.
After bowing to Xuanhua, Jiang Lin retreated and left.
The man Shang Yusi glanced at Xuanhua Daozhu, and then followed him silently.
After leaving the Yinzhuo, Jiang Lin saluted the old empress dowager again and then left.
The man from Shang Yusi sent him out of the Empress Dowager's bedroom, and then he flashed and disappeared.
He was only responsible for taking Jiang Lin to Yinzhuo to meet Xuanhua Daodaozhu. The other things had nothing to do with him, so he naturally didn't have to accompany him anymore.
Jiang Lin had no intention of going back to find Emperor Shun. He asked all the things he should ask and understood all the things he should know.
From the mouth of Xuanhua Daodao Master, you can roughly know that the destruction of the Taoist sect is something that these "people in the circle" cannot understand.
They themselves are also pursuing the truth, but they have found nothing.
What just made Jiang Lin uneasy was that the words "Daomen really exist" by Xuanhua Daodaozhu always felt a little creepy.
Jiang Lin could not understand this sentence, and perhaps even Xuanhua Daodaozhu himself could not explain it.
The reason why it was said was that the Taoist sect was constantly destroyed, which made people feel illusion that the Taoist sect might have perished long ago.
What exists today is nothing more than the afterimage of the old era. "Is this really the case?" Jiang Lin murmured to himself.
He couldn't figure it out, nor could he guess it out.
Even if he returned to the Blacksmith Camp, Jiang Lin just sat upright in front of Hengyu Furnace, looking at the rising fire, his mood was a little confused.
At this time, Old Man Wei came over and said, "There is a girl named Ding Ling looking for you."
"Ding Ling?" Jiang Lin vaguely remembered that it seemed that she was the girl rescued from the Hokage before. "Let her come here." Jiang Lin said.
Old Man Wei nodded and turned around and left.
Not long after, Ding Ling, wearing a green suit, ran over quickly.
After coming, she looked at Jiang Lin with an excited face.
It is not close to Youhai to Daqian, and with her cultivation level, she has been there for many days before she arrives.
I have guessed before that my benefactor should be a very powerful figure.
However, after entering the pagoda, she realized that Jiang Lin’s identity was far more than what she guessed.
The Ministry of Works has been a second-rank envoy, and at the peak of the Shenwu Realm, both the border army and the civil servant have to sell him some face.
His Majesty the Emperor favored him, and even the powerful clan was destroyed by him.
This status and such "records" are unheard of!
My benefactor is simply a god in the world. No wonder even the people from Youhai Gate dare to kill.
The fact that Youhai Gate has been destroyed by Jiang Lin has not spread throughout Daqian yet, and it is estimated that it will take some time.
Nevertheless, when Ding Ling saw Jiang Lin, her face was full of admiration.
She knelt directly in front of Jiang Lin and shouted excitedly: "Ding Ling greets me, benefactor!"
Jiang Lin helped her up with a casual energy. Looking at the excited young girl, she couldn't help but think of the things she saw at Youhai Gate. "How is your father's injury?" Jiang Lin asked.
"Thank you, my husband, for your concern! My father has recovered after taking spiritual liquid. It's just that the journey is long and I don't know where my husband is. I have never come. I'd like to forgive me." Ding Ling said.
Her eyes were filled with joy, and it was obvious that her father was very happy to recover from his injuries.
Jiang Lin hesitated whether he should tell the girl the truth. Although the spiritual liquid can recover from the injury, it is also an "extremely poisonous" that cannot be solved.
In time, it will become a human-eating blood worm.
Although I didn't want to make the other party sad as soon as I met, Jiang Lin decided to say it clearly after thinking about it for a while.
"That spiritual liquid... is poisonous."
Hearing this, Ding Ling paused joy on her face, and then asked in surprise: "What poison?"
Jiang Lin said: "You have seen the blood worms that emerged from the hole, do you know where those blood worms came from?"
"It's not Youhai Sect..." Ding Ling might have wanted to say that they were all things raised by Youhai Sect.
But looking at Jiang Lin’s meaning, it is obviously not that simple.
Her face was a little pale and asked, "Please benefactor!" Jiang Lin sighed, "If you take spiritual liquid, you will be eroded by your body. Over time, you will become this blood worm. I have been to the Youhai Gate's residence and saw hundreds of thousands of people mutating there. Since your father also took spiritual liquid, he must be the same in the future."
Ding Ling trembled all over, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back, and her eyes quickly turned red.
Take spiritual fluid to heal the injury.
I thought this was a good day, but who would know that he was on a path of no return?
Everyone in the world thinks that by going to Youhai Gate to sacrifice, you can obtain spiritual liquid. Strengthen your cultivation and restore your injuries.
But who would have thought that you had given the sacrifice, but in fact you were the sacrifice.
The cycle of nature and principles has never been injustice.
It’s not that I don’t report, the time has not arrived.
Jiang Lin said, "But the transformation of blood worms may not be fast. In short, cherish the days ahead. But if he really becomes a blood worm, I hope you can be more decisive and don't let him harm the world again."
After a pause, Jiang Lin said, "The court may deal with people who have taken spiritual liquid. If someone comes to the door, you can report my name."
Ding Ling's eyes were filled with tears, and she stood there trembling for a moment, and finally knelt down on the ground again: "Thank you, my kindness, Ding Ling will definitely remember this kindness! If his father really turns into a blood worm, he will raise his sword and fall, and he will never let the world suffer this disaster again!"
He came to Jiang Lin happily, thinking that meeting with his kindness would be a great joy.
But unexpectedly, it was a blow.
But this trick has to be answered.
In Ding Ling's heart, there was no time to feel more sad than now.
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She really wanted to control her emotions and not be embarrassed in front of her benefactor, but her tears couldn't stop flowing down.
Thinking about the fact that the old father will become that horrifying one day, and he will kill him with his own hands. This is not something that can be explained by the word "pain".
Jiang Lin said, "If you can't do it, you can also call someone else to help..."
Ding Ling stood up, wiped her tears, and choked up, "I will only hate that person who is too cruel to do it, why bother to implicate innocent people again."
What she said was also reasonable. Even if her father really became a blood worm that harmed the world, whoever takes action will definitely hold a grudge against that person when he thinks about it in the future.
Instead of doing this, it is better to do it yourself.
If you want to hate, hate yourself.
Jiang Lin sighed, "I didn't know about this on that day, otherwise if I left you some healing pills, maybe I wouldn't..." "My benefactor did nothing wrong, I can only say that my father didn't have that blessing. Besides, if there was no spiritual liquid, he might have died now. It's a great thing to live longer, so I should be happy." The reason is this, but if the principles in the world are so easy to understand, there will be no disputes and pain.
Jiang Lin flicked his fingers, and a pile of health pills, and the eight directions of real pills fell into Ding Ling's arms. "You came from afar and there was nothing good to send, so you took some elixirs back. Whether you use it for yourself or exchange it for silver."
Jiang Lin glanced at the sign embroidered on her chest and said, "No matter what, since you join the house, you will be a good person and do things well in the future. You will have a long way to go."
"Thank you for your kindness reward. Ding Ling will remember the words of your kindness and never let it go!"
Jiang Lin remembered another person at that time and asked, "I remember there was another person walking with you. His injury was not healed at that time. How are you doing now?"
"He was named Huang Xu, and then he went to Hongye City to be a blacksmith." Ding Ling seemed to think of something again and added, "Before he left, he did not take spiritual liquid."
"But he had taken it before." Jiang Lin said.
Ding Ling nodded in a dull voice, Jiang Lin waved his hand and said, "Go back first, I'll ask someone to ask about the spiritual liquid, and then let someone tell you."
"Yes."
Ding Ling held a pile of elixirs and bowed to salute.
After walking away for a while, she suddenly turned around and ran back, hesitating and uneasy, but finally asked extremely firmly: "My benefactor, can Ding Ling serve you in the future?"
Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't need a maid."
"It's not a maid." Ding Ling looked at the blacksmith shop, and to be precise, it was looking at the swords, guns, sticks.
"If my benefactor doesn't dislike him, Ding Ling is willing to be a sword attendant."
The so-called sword attendant is to carry the owner and maintain weapons.
Many famous masters with surnames in the world have such servants.
Jiang Lin usually holds weapons himself, and he doesn't need them.
I wanted to refuse, but after seeing the pill in Ding Ling's arms, he still felt a little softened.
"If you don't mind the trouble, come on. But your cultivation is too low..."
Ding Ling hurriedly said, "I will definitely study hard in the future!"
"Okay." Jiang Lin did not comment.
He is not very clear about Ding Ling's qualifications, but it is probably difficult to catch up with him.
Not to mention anything else, even Sheng Yingchun and Song Ziyan, who had just entered the martial arts practice for a while, were much better than her.
But Jiang Lin doesn't care about giving more opportunities to such a little person who meets by chance, anyway, it will not have any impact on him.
As for whether it will become a burden...
At worst, when you encounter more troublesome things, just don't take her with you.
After Ding Ling left, Jiang Lin went to Shang Yusi's people to ask about Ling Liquid.
Later I learned that the more spiritual liquid you take, the slower you will be to turn into a blood worm.
The less you take, the faster you change.
So there are many great masters in the world who take spiritual liquids, among which there are many Yuanwu realm.
They are famous and have become the largest publicity tool of Youhaimen.
On the contrary, those who do not need much spiritual liquid and no longer use it after only one or two use it has become the hunting targets of Youhai Gate.
Whether it is Ding Ling's father or the man named Huang Xu, they are one of them.
Jiang Lin stopped paying attention after he asked someone to pass the news.
After he returned to the blacksmith shop, he continued to mow the iron with peace of mind.
Although all kinds of iron tools have been engraved with real names, awakening the spiritual body, you can completely forge iron independently.
But the things they forged are not of high quality and will not be counted on Jiang Lin, which is of no use to improve proficiency.
Jiang Lin hasn't carefully looked at his proficiency in various skills for a long time. Now after looking carefully, he realizes that the road ahead is long.
To be promoted to a level 11 fire, you need to complete one and a half million fires.
If you want to be promoted at level 11, you will need five million trainings!
As for the improvement of quenching and cutting skills, although it is not particularly numerous, it also takes tens of thousands of times.
Some time ago, I was always busy with other things and neglected to improve my skills.
This is the foundation of one's life!
There is nothing left and right now, Jiang Lin simply doesn't care about anything, and he is calm and refreshed, and creates all kinds of weapons.
With the current efficiency of Hengyu Furnace, Jianglin can burn thousands of pig iron at one time.
The vast majority of them are naturally given to other blacksmiths.
Dingdang—
Dingdang—
The boring sound of tempering sounded again at the Blacksmith's Shop.
Not to mention, after so long training, although the blacksmiths in the Blacksmith Camp cannot keep up with Jiang Lin's pace, they are much better than before.
With more good weapons, your eyesight and craftsmanship will naturally be improved.
It's like a person always faces against the Chess Saint. If he cannot make rapid progress, that is a strange thing.
Therefore, when Jiang Lin tried to use the pig iron that was injected into the vitality of heaven and earth for the blacksmiths, a very small number of people actually created treasure soldiers.
(This chapter ends)