He planned to wait for the little chubby girl to come back after the recent period, and say goodbye to her.
"It's just that Brother Lin is going here. Do you have a specific destination? Where do you want to go?" Wang Jin thought for a while and asked again. "I also met some famous doctors in Lin'an, but I can entrust..."
"Brother Wang, don't bother me." Lin Xin declined, "I don't know how many medical experts have seen this disease, but they are all based on the same theory. I have already understood the root cause of the solution. It is not a problem of medical skills."
"Isn't it medical skills...." Wang Jin heard something inside, since he was not a medical professional, the other party didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The two changed the topic and chatted about other things.
Lin Xin and Wang Jin met on a tour mission half a year ago. Because of the little fat girl, Lin Xin had to accompany her on a tour mission and go to Outland.
It happened that Wang Jin was the most powerful monk in the tour mission at that time. After a little testing, the two found that each other's strength was good and their personalities matched, so they gradually approached and became friends.
After chatting with Wang Jin for a while, Lin Xin got off the boat as usual and returned to the small building where he lived.
The little fat girl was already waiting in the small building ahead of time. Along with her are two companions, who are the friends she has gradually made in these recent missions, and they are all companions who can support each other.
"What's the matter? You came back so early, did you find me for something or did you forget to bring something?"
Ma Jingxuan bowed slightly to Lin Xin respectfully.
"Master Hong, don't you plan to stay for a while longer?" There was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.
Although it was only a short period of one year, Lin Xin followed her to turn the tide for the first few difficult missions, so that nothing happened to her. If it was a guardian escort master, it might not be possible to achieve this level.
Several critical moments played a decisive role, making Ma Jingxuan's trust in Lin Xin skyrocket.
"No way, my problem is getting worse and worse. I was seriously injured by a magician, and you can see it now. I have skin problems all over my body. If I don't deal with it, I'm afraid it will be too late..."
Lin Xin also said frankly.
"Even Master Hong's skill can't get rid of it..." Another person worried, "Xiaoxuan, this matter is beyond our help."
Ma Jingxuan's expression darkened. Although she has already completed many missions independently and Lin Xin no longer needs to be by her side, she still regards Lin Xin as her biggest backer in her heart. That kind of solidity may not be given by anyone else.
Her father was busy with official duties all day long, and her mother hardly had time to visit her. During such a year, only Lin Xin was by her side.
But looking at the bad situation of Red Master, it is really important to solve this problem first.
"I also understand that it would be too selfish to ask Master Hong to stay, but I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart..." she said helplessly.
"There is always a banquet in the world." Lin Xin rubbed her head and said gently. "You can't rely on someone's wings all the time in your life. If you want to fly high, you have to flap your wings upward and fly alone."
"Disciple understands." Ma Jingxuan nodded heavily.
"Whether it's feelings or practice, it's the same." Lin Xin smiled, "Come with me."
He said and took a few people up to the second floor of the small building.
"Meeting once is considered fate. Your heart is like a child, and you will surely achieve success in the future. Don't be dragged down by the love of your children." Lin Xin walked to a small study where he usually practiced.
I took something out of the storage bag, it was a booklet with a lot of handwriting, and the ink on it was still wet. Apparently it wasn't long ago.
He handed the brochure to Ma Jingxuan.
"This is the last fate I will give you."
Ma Jingxuan took it slowly, and saw that it was densely packed with the movement patterns of her daily practice of martial art swordsmanship, and many mistakes and omissions were clearly pointed out.
With just a glance, she saw that she hadn't noticed. But where are the few mistakes and omissions that are very difficult to correct.
After flipping through it casually, it turns out that there are all such questions in the back, and even how to enter the next stage of practice is clearly recorded.
With such a booklet, how much effort does it take to understand the Kunlin Sword School's sword art so thoroughly
"Master Hong!" Moved by her heart, she raised her head, but saw nothing in front of her eyes. The figure just now disappeared in an instant.
"The key points of your law, I have recorded it for you, follow the book to correct it everywhere, and you will definitely gain something. You and I are destined, so let's leave it alone."
An ethereal voice came from a distance and gently penetrated into her ears.
Ma Jingxuan's eyes turned red, Wei Wei grasped the booklet in her hand, folded it up carefully, and put it where she was closest to her body.
It can be said that Lin Xincai can be regarded as her real first teacher. Unlike the instructors of the Sword Sect, they trained a lot in batches.
Lin Xin, on the other hand, gives one-on-one individual guidance, and gives her unique training methods from time to time according to her situation.
She was able to enter the Jianxin level so quickly, and she was also an extraordinary person, Lin Xin contributed a lot.
Originally, she thought that when the time came, she might be able to stay again, but she didn't expect that it would be the result after all.
"Don't be sad Xuanxuan, with the cultivation base of Master Hong, if you and I practice hard, we will meet again in the future!" another companion comforted. "Practice for a long time, you should be more worried about ourselves, after all, the road is bumpy and life and death are unpredictable."
Ma Jingxuan nodded slightly.
"I understand. Red Master's favor can only be repaid later."
She looked determined.
"Master Hong must not be an ordinary monk. I am lucky enough to be his disciple for a year, and I dare not ask for more."
"Since Red Master left you the pamphlet at the end, it is obvious that he has expectations for you, so don't disappoint his old man's painstaking efforts." The companion whispered.
"I will!" Ma Jingxuan's eyes showed solemnity.
Standing alone at the bow of the boat, Lin Xin looked at the approaching reeds in front of him, a group of water ducks swam out of it, and a small boat carrying fishermen was also rushing deep inside.
After leaving Kunlin Sword Sect, he headed directly towards the new East Branch.
From there, you can take an airship to the remote West Pole—Naxi.
Naxi is a large province in the very small part of the central government. Because of the long distance, it seems to be a vassal, but in fact it has always been independent. Among them, there are many forces, and it is the best place for many evil spirits to hide. But also because of the poor resources, the general sects of the monks are reluctant to go into the muddy water.
Stand on the bow of the boat. He tightened his clothes, and the autumn wind blew into his neckline, feeling a little cool, although he was not cold. But instinctively used to pull the neckline.
The fisherman who was punting behind him was humming a ditty, which seemed to be humming in some dialect, but he couldn't understand it. But the tone is fine.
At this time, the sun was setting, and the surface of the water was also reflected in a piece of orange.
"It's a pity... After so long, I still haven't found out the origin of the power called 'Yin'." He gently took out a small silver-white mouse-like thing, and played with it in his hand.
"Sword Master Red Flower gave me this. I don't know what it is for. Let me eat it when I am in a serious situation. It can delay the state."
He frowned slightly, and he had studied this little thing carefully these days. This thing looks almost like metal. It's just that there are no aura fluctuations, no other power fluctuations, just like the real little mouse model.
At this time, the corruption on his body became more and more serious, and he remembered again that this thing was a relief item given to him by the red flower sword master. It's just that he didn't dare to fully trust many things in Youfu. Even if Honghua has no conflict of interest with him,... After all, his own situation is different from other people who entered the Youfu.
After putting away the little mouse, Lin Xin took out the herring lamp. The light inside had already completely disappeared, and when it dimmed, it was no different from ordinary small gemstones.
Just as he was thinking for a while, there was a sudden burst of shouting and killing from the shore in front of him.
"The Red Ridge Gate is here! All dharmas retreat!!"
A bright voice came from far away in mid-air.
"What a loud tone!" Lin Xinyao looked in the direction of the voice.
In the distance from the shore, in a group of dusty sharp-edged buildings, a group of gray-clothed men were being surrounded by white-clothed men from the Red Ridge Gate. Amidst the shouts of killing, they kept trying to break through, but to no avail. Every time he broke through, he was blocked back covered in blood.
A huge white dragon-shaped phantom suppressed the sky above the sharp-edged buildings, causing a large area below to be surrounded by a slender circle of white light.
There are many horse-drawn carriages and boats passing by. But as soon as they heard the name of the Red Ridge Gate, they all hurried away as if they were fleeing. Among them, there are many low-level monks.
If it wasn't for Lin Xin's inability to use aura indiscriminately, he would have already used his weapon to hurry or speed up his flight. It is unlikely that such accidents will occur again.
"The Red Ridge Gate is here! All dharmas retreat!!" The Chiji Gate man on the bank yelled again.
Several people fixed their vigilant eyes on Lin Xin. Eyes full of warning.
"Isn't this the residence of the Seven Killers?!" In a small boat following Lin Xin, a middle-aged woman came out with a sword on her back, looking at the shore in astonishment.
"Has even the Seven Killers been wiped out? Is Yuan Qiuque really dead?"
Voices were heard from a carriage on the far shore.
Lin Xin's five senses are extremely sensitive, and he can hear clearly.
"The three top masters of the Chiji Sect, apart from the leader of the Chiling Huangmen, who is the first in the celestial list, the other two are not something that ordinary sects can resist."
"There are only ten people in the Tianbang. It represents the strongest in the Central Mansion, and the Red Ridge Sect alone has three of them. The strength of the Huangmen is even rumored to have surpassed the Tianbang, becoming the strongest demon suzerain in history! Now only the Nine Birds can compete Serial."
"How did the Seven Kills Gate get into the Red Ridge Gate?"
"I heard it's because of refusing to solicit submissions..."
"It's unreasonable! If you don't join, you will kill? Isn't it too domineering!?"
"The way of demons and demons is like this. The law of the jungle preys on the strong, not the righteous way. Alas, fortunately, there is still an imperial family suppressing it. If it weren't for the Red Ridge Gate...."
Lin Xin didn't listen. The words of the passers-by and the monks who passed by had given him a general idea of what happened here.
When the boat passed the bank of the fight, he saw that the last few old and weak women and children in the building complex were hacked to death one by one by the people from Chijimen. Even the baby who was still in its infancy was not spared, the blood flowed all over the ground, and no demon monks collected it, as if to keep it here to show its power.
After completely killing the last living creature, the people from Red Ridge Gate went into the building complex to search again. From time to time, they could faintly hear the screams of children being killed, obviously the hidden survivors were killed. (.)