But what makes him a little helpless is that the accumulated internal energy is enough to improve this progress by circulating the internal energy ten times every time.
So far, he has only 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 my inner energy once a day, otherwise my body's meridians will not be able to bear it, and I can only progress a little after ten cycles. Calculated, I still need 980 days To break through to the second floor... Wouldn't it take more than two years to close to three years?!"
Lin Xin did some calculations in his mind. He thought it would be soon after seeing the progress, but he didn't expect it to take so long.
"Junior Sister is only 18 years old this year, and she has already reached the second floor. She really has much better talent than me." Lin Xin sighed. "It's no wonder that the uncle looks at him differently."
Sensing the inner qi circulation in the body, he swallowed slowly like a snail, not daring to speed up his thoughts, otherwise the body meridians would cause tearing pain at once, and he would have to spend time recuperating and waiting for recovery if he was injured somewhere.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Lin Xin opened his eyes and saw that Master Ji Lu was still the same, meditating in the same posture since entering the temple.
Master Uncle Yunzi was holding the book and reading it intently. There was also a small wine bottle on the side. I don't know where he got it from. He took a sip from time to time.
It was a little dark outside, and it was still raining. Looking out from the entrance of the ruined temple, it was all gray, and it was impossible to see anything more than ten meters away.
There was a bonfire burning in the middle of the temple. Lin Xin leaned over and felt a little cold, so he stretched out his hands close to the fire for warmth.
Lin Yuansheng, the coachman, dozed off next to the Buddha statue in the temple, with saliva running down the corners of his mouth and dripping on the ground, sound asleep.
Lin Xin roasted the fire for a while and wanted to drink some water. It was not easy to wake him up seeing him like this, so he simply got up by himself, took the water bladder from Lin Yuansheng, and poured out a cup from a simple leather cup.
"Here... there is a ruined temple here, come quickly!" Suddenly there was a man's shout from outside, as if someone had come.
Lin Xin was about to drink from a leather cup when he saw a man in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat rushing into the temple from the rain, followed by two other people also wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat.
The light yellow coir raincoats on the three of them kept dripping water, and when they took off their bamboo hats, it was a middle-aged man, and two young men and women, who looked like they were wearing tight-fitting clothes with weapons on their waists, and they seemed to be Jianghu people walking in the rivers and lakes.
Seeing someone in the temple, the middle-aged man who came in first cupped his hands at Lin Xin who was standing there, and without speaking, he found another corner to take off his coir raincoat.
The two young men behind looked at Lin Xin and his party with curious eyes, as if they had just left the house not long ago.
Lin Xin put down the water bag and felt some pain in the meridians. He knew that he couldn't practice anymore today.
With nothing to do, he simply leaned against the wall and began to doze off. However, the back of the head is leaning against the cold wall, which makes it uncomfortable, and the faint musty smell in the ruined temple is not a good place to sleep.
The three people who just came in over there have already started to light a fire, but it has been raining for too long, and the dry firewood in the temple has almost been picked up by Lin Xin and the others. What they picked up were all wet branches.
"If you don't mind, come over and bake together." Uncle Ji Lu woke up at some point, opened his eyes and said calmly.
"The priests are bothering you." The middle-aged man smiled, nodded politely to Ji Lu, and brought the two young people over to sit by the campfire.
"I don't know where the priests are coming from?" The middle-aged man started to ask casually, having nothing to do.
"We're coming from the direction of Hongsong City." Bo Yunzi also sat over, "From your accent, do you seem to be from Suyang nearby?"
"You have good hearing. We are indeed from Suyang."
The middle-aged man quickly started chatting with Bo Yunzi, while Lin Xin was just listening, and heard the middle-aged man say that something troublesome happened in Hongsong City, and many people are rushing there recently .
Bo Yunzi inquired carefully about the situation again. It seems that the whole Hongsong City has become a place of right and wrong. I don’t know who is spreading the news that there are treasures in the world there. Lively, some have a peeping heart for treasures.
"I heard that there is a golden light shining in the depths of Hongsong Mountain over there. I don't know if it is true. Anyway, many people claim to have seen it. When the news spread, many people from Jianghu rushed there."
The middle-aged man said in a low voice.
"Golden light shining?" A strange color flashed in Bo Yunzi's eyes.
"Now many people around are rushing to Hongsong City. I heard that the people from Plum Blossom Gate have all set off."
"Really? Even the Plum Blossom Gate has been dispatched." Ji Lu's face remained unchanged, but there was also some surprise in his eyes.
"There must be a letter from Plum Blossom Gate to confirm it, otherwise we wouldn't rush there after hearing such news."
The middle-aged man also planned to take his two children out to see the world, and went to Hongsong City to see it.
Lin Yuansheng also came over. He knew the situation of Hongsong City best. He had traveled all over the world for many years and had a wealth of experience. He chatted enthusiastically with two young people who were not deeply involved in the world.
Lin Xin interrupted and listened on the sidelines.
Chatting and chatting, the rain outside the ruined temple finally subsided, and it seemed to have a tendency to stop completely.
Ji Lu opened his mouth to continue on his way, and the rest of them didn't object. After staying in this ruined temple for two days, they were already tired. The horses didn't have enough beans and hay.
Leaving the bonfire to the family, the four of them led the horses and brought the carriage out of the temporary hut that sheltered from the rain, and continued on their way.
Lin Yuansheng put on the tarpaulin to protect the horses from the rain to prevent the horses from getting sick, and then took out his whip and started on the road.
"Is there a treasure in Red Pine City?" Lin Xin was still thinking about it while sitting in the carriage, so why did Immortal Master Su Wan pull out the treasure when he went to investigate the strange incident
Marching from noon to late afternoon, the rain finally stopped.
There were also more carriages and knights oncoming on the carriageway ahead. Most of them are in a hurry, only the occasional caravan is a little slower.
After passing the boundary of Suyang City and entering the Sushan area, the sky was gradually getting dark, and Lin Yuansheng was looking for a suitable place to rest. In front of the carriage came three yellow puma horse riders, who were galloping and were about to pass by the left side of the carriage.
"Woo~~~" Suddenly, a male knight reined in his horse and stopped, and cupped his hands towards the carriage.
"Is Song Lin's junior brother in the car?"
Ji Lu lifted the curtain from inside the car.
"It turned out to be the three senior brothers of the Plum Blossom Sect. Did the three come for Hongsong City?"
"Exactly. I was ordered to support Senior Sister Su Wan. Could you please tell me the situation there?" the male knight said seriously.
Ji Lu frowned, and quickly explained what he knew.
The three knights said their goodbyes in a hurry and went on their way.
Ji Lu frowned and put down the curtain, but Lin Xin was a little worried.
"Even that witch Su Wan wants to ask for help. It is conceivable that the situation over there is probably not good."
"It's useless for you to worry. This matter is beyond our control. It's best for us to stay away from the center of the vortex." Bo Yunzi patted Lin Xin on the shoulder, took out a bong, lit it, and began to smoke.
"En." Lin Xin nodded, and put away his thoughts. He could only pray for his family that nothing would happen. Although we don't spend much time together, it is after all his roots in this world.
After that, they hurried on the road for another five or six days. The four of them replenished water and food at a tourist shop by the side of the road, left the Sushan area, climbed over several barren hills, and finally arrived in front of a turbulent river.
The river water is like a jade belt. From west to east, the carriage stops at a small market town on the river bank. According to Bo Yunzi, this river used to be the sect of the Songlin Sword Sect, so people who are not sects are not allowed to cross the river. Yes, Lin Yuansheng can only stay in this small town.
Lin Xin could understand that he left half of the gold leaves given by Lin Zhiwen to Lin Yuansheng, and asked him to find a place to live in the small town. He originally thought that these gold leaves would be enough to buy a property in the small town. The purchasing power of Renminbi is at least a million. Unexpectedly, the housing prices in this place called Mingshui Town are extremely expensive, and all the gold leaves are not enough. It was because Bo Yunzi lent an ingot of gold to Lin Xin to be able to sell the town. a small yard. The remaining money and things are enough for Lin Yuansheng to barely live here for about a year.
Lin Xin was led by Ji Lubo Yunzi, and boarded the boat to cross the river.
The three of them stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the undulating mountains looming behind the mist on the other side of the river.
Ji Lu stroked his moustache and introduced Lin Xin.
"My Pine Forest Sword Sect is the only one among the four sects that has a very low barrier to entry. No matter how you got your internal energy, no matter how poor your aptitude is, no matter what your character is, as long as you have internal energy, you only need to meet the three requirements. You can enter the sect under the age of ten. Of course, you are only a registered disciple after entering the sect. If you fail to become a full-fledged disciple within ten years, you will be sent to the outer sect, or you will perform a departure mission and live independently from the sect."
"In this way, not everyone can enter the sect? It's the same for those villains and spies." Lin Xin didn't understand the approach of the Songlin Sword Sect.
"It's useless, that's it. The number of disciples of my Pine Forest Sword Sect is still decreasing every year. There are too many casualties. You will know later." Bo Yunzi sighed beside him. "If you want to review your character again, then my Sword Sect will have no people. As long as you don't have an extreme hatred for everything, and make an oath of painstaking efforts, you don't bother to care so much."
Lin Xin was speechless, it sounded like the struggle within the Sword Sect seemed to be very bad.
"But you don't have to be afraid." Ji Lu continued, "There is a rule in the sect that you can't kill fellow sects, and most of the disciples are busy with jade money and tasks every day, and they have to improve their cultivation, so they usually don't have much time to fight with each other. "
At this point, he also kept silent, and Boyunzi also stopped talking.
Under the helm of the boatman, the boat slowly approached the bank of the Mingshui River.