This young man, who was wearing the attire of an inferior disciple, looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, slightly younger than Fang Lin, with a childish look on his face.
"Zhang Xiaobao, sit down!" An elder from the Dan Sect shouted and looked at Fang Lin worriedly.
However, Fang Lin was not dissatisfied at all. Instead, he looked at the young man named Zhang Xiaobao with interest.
"Elder, this disciple has doubts in his mind. I hope Master Fang can help me clarify my doubts. Why do you want me to sit down?" Zhang Xiaobao said in confusion.
The Danzong elder had a helpless look on his face, and now he felt a little helpless.
"It doesn't matter. Since this is a lecture, if any of you have any doubts, you can tell me and I will answer them with all my heart." Fang Lin said with a smile, which relieved the embarrassment of the Dan Sect elder.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaobao's face showed joy: "Thank you, Senior Brother Fang."
Fang Lin nodded and said, "I wonder what junior brother Zhang has any doubts about?"
Zhang Xiaobao scratched his head and said: "Senior Brother Fang just said that you would rather fail in alchemy than strive for excellence. I don't understand this sentence. Alchemy is naturally for the pursuit of success. If you strive for excellence, you must be able to succeed in alchemy. That's right, if you can't even succeed in the most basic alchemy, how can you strive for excellence?"
Fang Lin smiled and said: "The two are not in conflict, let alone the slightest contradiction. On the premise of striving for excellence, one must naturally be able to refine a complete elixir, but for every alchemist, striving for excellence is You must have the spirit to be satisfied with the status quo. It is very undesirable. If you can refine a low-quality pill, then you have to think, why can't I refine a medium-quality pill? If you come, you will work harder and make progress. On the contrary, if you feel that you have refined a medium-quality elixir and you are satisfied, then your life may only stop here."
Fang Lin's words, like a bell, resounded in the ears of many alchemists present, shaking their minds and making them realize a little more.
This was especially true for Zhang Xiaobao, whose immature face had a look of sudden realization.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Fang, for your guidance. I understand that striving for excellence and climbing to the top are the true spirit of our generation." Zhang Xiaobao saluted deeply and admired Fang Lin even more.
Not only Zhang Xiaobao, but other alchemists also bowed to Fang Lin as disciples. Even though Fang Lin was not their master, Fang Lin had the gift of teaching for them today. , can bear their worship.
After the lecture, Han Luoyun and others accompanied Fang Lin to Wuzong.
In Wuzong, the most lively place must be the martial arts competition stage, but because of Fang Lin's arrival, there are no Wuzong disciples competing on the competition stage.
Fang Lin looked at the competition platform and couldn't help but think of the scene where he and Qing Jianzi competed on it.
At that time, he was slightly better, and he also understood the traceless movement technique with the help of Qing Jianzi's traceless sword moves.
"Sect Master, I don't seem to have seen Qing Jianzi. Is he not in the sect?" Fang Lin couldn't help but ask, thinking of Qing Jianzi but not seeing him.
Han Luoyun's expression changed slightly, and other senior officials of Zixia Sect present also expressed regret and anger.
Fang Lin sensed something was wrong very keenly and frowned: "Did something happen to Qing Jianzi?"
The Wuzong disciples present all looked aggrieved. They seemed to want to say something, but no one dared to say anything.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
"What happened? Where is Qing Jianzi?" Fang Lin's tone became more serious, and the coercion of the spiritual pulse warrior was revealed involuntarily.
Everyone present was frightened and stepped back. Han Luoyun patted Fang Lin on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Before March, Qing Jianzi went out for a trip, but when he returned, he had a conflict with the Li family."
"Then what?" Fang Lin asked, but there was no sign of anger. However, Dugu Nian on the side was very familiar with Fang Lin and knew that this was Fang Lin's behavior before his anger broke out.
Han Yinyue said: "Qing Jianzi was injured, very seriously. Although the injury has been stabilized with pills and a heavenly material and earthly treasure, I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain his cultivation."
"Where is he?" Fang Lin asked.
Soon, Fang Lin saw Qing Jianzi in a secret room.
Qing Jianzi's injury was indeed serious. He was lying unconscious on his bed, his breath was weak, as if he was an old man in his twilight years.
When Fang Lin saw Qing Jianzi, the gloomy look on his face deepened. He immediately took out the elixir he had refined and drank it for Qing Jianzi.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a thousand-year-old ancient medicine and transferred the power of the ancient medicine into Qing Jianzi's body.
As a result, Qing Jianzi's condition got better, but he still didn't wake up.
After checking it, Fang Lin confirmed one thing. Qing Jianzi's cultivation was considered useless.
The seventy-two meridians were severely damaged. Let alone cultivation, it was hard to say whether he could practice again in the future.
When he walked out of the secret room, Fang Lin's expression was terrifyingly gloomy. Qing Jianzi was his best friend in the Zixia Sect, and they had a friendship when they went into the endless caves together. But now he saw that he was seriously injured, and even his martial arts cultivation was ruined. He was filled with anger. Of course it is conceivable.
Han Luoyun and others looked at him, but no one spoke.
"Have you found out the cause and effect of the matter?" Fang Lin asked, his voice unexpectedly calm.
Han Yinyue nodded, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "We found out that it was Li Guanxin who led the Li family warriors to besiege Qing Jianzi. If someone from the royal family hadn't arrived just in time and rescued Qing Jianzi, I'm afraid Qing Jianzi would have been killed." You can’t even save your life.”
Fang Lin looked at Han Yinyue and said, "Zixia Sect, isn't there any action?"
Han Yinyue pursed her lips: "Fang Lin, you don't know something. There is a person in the Li family who left the Li family decades ago and went to Qin. Now that person has returned with extraordinary strength. There is such a person in the Li family. , we can’t do anything to the Li family at all.”
"Are you from the Li family who returned from Qin?" Fang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly. No wonder this happened. It stands to reason that the Li family would not dare to attack Qing Jianzi so blatantly. It turns out that there are powerful people backing him.
"What's that man's cultivation level?" Fang Lin asked. He couldn't just sit back and watch this matter, otherwise he would have nowhere to vent his anger.
Han Yinyue said with a worried look on his face: "That man is very strong. It is said that he is close to the spiritual bone realm. He seems to be a disciple of a certain sect in Qin State."
"Close to the spirit bone? I understand." Fang Lin nodded, with killing intent in his eyes.
"Fang Lin, don't be impulsive." Han Luoyun advised.
Fang Lin didn't speak. He rose into the sky, holding the ancient flame god lamp, and eighty-one alchemy furnaces rotating around him. (.)