Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 352
Seeing the two large stone boxes full of spiritual herbs, the surrounding monks envied and envied.

"What a blessing! With so many star peonies, hundreds of good deeds can be accomplished."

"Is Star Paeoniae so easy to pick? Looks like I'm going to go to the Yinfeng Realm too!"

"It's a beautiful thought, but it's not that easy! Brother Wei has been busy there for half a month and only picked one plant..."

Someone was envious and had other thoughts, "Little brother, where did you pick these spiritual herbs?"

Before Zhao Lin could answer, someone tugged on his sleeve next to him.

"Brother Zhou, you are so abrupt. How could someone tell you where you are when they picked the spirit grass? Maybe when you go back in a few years, there will be new spirit grass growing..."

"A total of 150 two Yinfeng grasses and 130 six star peony grasses."

The three disciples worked together and quickly counted the spirit herbs, one of them announced loudly.

Hearing the number of spirit herbs, there was another burst of admiration.

"I'm afraid that the Yinfeng Realm has its own mission, and no one has collected so many spiritual herbs."

"Let me do the math. Twenty-five-ten, five-six-thirty...that's a total of two thousand, eight hundred and eighty spiritual stones, and 880 good deeds."

"Oh, it's more than my three-year salary..."

"Fellow Daoist, do you see the number right?"

The disciple who received Zhao Lin changed his previous attitude and asked politely, even using honorifics.

If the task is outstanding, either he has real ability, or he comes from a big cultivating family, and someone will help him.

No matter what kind of person Zhao Lin is, he is not something that a mere disciple of his can offend.

"The amount is correct, can I exchange it now?"

Zhao Lin had already counted the spirit grass when he was picking it, and he knew it well.

"Yes, do you want spirit stones or spirit coins?"

"Spirit Coin."

Without hesitation, Zhao Lin said that a spirit stone is about half the size of an inkstone, and more than 800 spirit stones can fill several lock bags, which cannot be taken away at all.

The disciple in charge quickly exchanged the spirit coins, put them in a purse and handed them to Zhao Lin, and then said to the old man beside him, "Deacon Liu, please give me good deeds."

The amount of good deeds that Zhao Lin wants to exchange is relatively large, and only the deacon has the power.

"Give me the body stone."

Deacon Liu took the body photo stone from Zhao Lin, swept his consciousness, and raised his eyebrows, "Your name is Zhao Lin, you were the one who arrested the bandit cultivators a while ago, right?"

Zhao Lin said calmly, "It's me."

Deacon Liu hurriedly took out a jade slip from his arms, checked it, nodded and said: "Yes, the state has approved, arresting bandit cultivators, rewarding [-] good deeds, finding the ghost in the boat station, plus [-] good deeds .”

"250 plus 680, a total of 930 good deeds, will be distributed to you together!"

The monks in the hall of good deeds suddenly went into an uproar.

"What, he is the one who caught bandit cultivators? His cultivation is only at the third level of Qi Refining?"

"Look clearly, he is Wuxiu."

"What's wrong with Wuxiu? No matter how powerful Wuxiu is, it's impossible to cross two small realms to kill the enemy!"

"You don't have to ask, it must be someone from the Immortal Cultivation family..."

Good deeds cannot be traded. In order to cultivate talents, many cultivating families use spiritual stones, pills, magic weapons and other cultivation resources to ask other monks for help when their juniors are doing sect tasks.

For example, in the task of collecting spirit grass, mobilize a group of people to pick it, and one person will come forward when exchanging it, so that all the good deeds will belong to one person.

The sect can't stop this kind of thing. After all, both sides are willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, as long as they don't show it to the public.

Zhao Lin's performance was so outstanding that everyone speculated.

Deacon Liu held the Xingyuan pen in his hand and wrote vigorously in the void. The silver characters formed in the air and flew into the stone.

When Zhao Lin looked at the body stone again, he found that his good deeds had changed from one hundred and three to one thousand and thirty-three.

"It's over a thousand!"

Zhao Lin was overjoyed. Before completing the task, he exchanged [-] good deeds for spiritual stones. It was very painful at the time, but he did not expect that after completing the task, the amount would be tripled.

Deacon Liu put away the Xingyuan brush and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, all the good deeds of Lingshi have been exchanged."

Zhao Lin thanked him, but did not leave, and said in a low voice, "Deacon Liu, there is one more thing I want to tell you in private."

"In private?"

Deacon Liu was startled, not daring to neglect, and led Zhao Lin to a side hall.

"What's the matter, please tell me!"

"Excuse me, does the deacon know about an old incident? Two people disappeared in the Dark Wind Realm 20 years ago?"

Deacon Liu groaned when he heard the words, pinching his beard, his face showing the color of memory.

"Let me think about it... 20 years ago, the old man just arrived at the Hall of Good Merit. Well, there is such a thing. At that time, the sect sent people to look for it. It has been too long, and I will forget it if you don't mention it."

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Lin and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Lindao: "I found them in the Yinfeng Realm."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"Actually, neither of them died..."

Zhao Lin told the story of how he met Li Yuanyou and Hu Hongxing, hiding all the details related to Wei Shi and Sheng Jinlong.

Deacon Liu was absent-minded at first, thinking that Zhao Lin had just discovered some clues, but he didn't expect that the more he heard, the more bizarre he gradually opened his mouth, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"You said that one of them became a ghost cultivator and the other a ghost?"

The corners of Deacon Liu's mouth twitched, and he muttered in his heart. If he hadn't suspected that Zhao Lin was a junior from a cultivating family, he would have almost walked away.

"Deacon, please look!"

Zhao Lin knew that empty words were useless, so he directly took out the Xuanyin bag, formation plate and formation flag.

Both the Xuanyin bag and the evil spirit beads inside belong to evil things. Although the evil spirit beads are indeed useful, they will easily attract suspicion if they are kept around, so it is more appropriate to hand them over in exchange for good deeds.

The Three Yin Illusory Killing Formation is suitable to be used as a protective formation in the cultivation cave, but it is a pity that it can only be placed in places with yin energy, and it is something for ghost cultivators, so it cannot be kept.

Deacon Liu's complexion changed. These three cultivation items revealed a sinister aura at first glance, and he finally paid attention to Zhao Lin's words.

"Come on, let's go see the sheriff together."

No matter what it is, as long as ghost cultivation is involved, it is a very serious matter.

The two left the Hall of Good Merit and soon arrived at the Sheriff's Mansion on the mountain.

The county guard was practicing at this time, and the two of them were waiting in the lobby.

The world of cultivating immortals is no different from the mortal world. Cultivation is the top priority. Even if you hold a certain position, you will not "sit on duty" like ordinary people.

After waiting for an hour, a middle-aged monk with a medium build and cloud patterns embroidered on his robe walked into the lobby.

"Meet the Sheriff."

"Junior, Zhao Lin is polite."

Deacon Liu and Zhao Lin saluted together.

"There's no need to be polite, let's talk about it directly!"

The sheriff looks gentle, but his temperament is vigorous and decisive, and he speaks quite directly.

"Yes."

Deacon Liu responded, then turned to Zhao Lin and said, "You should tell the story."

"it is good."

Zhao Lin told the story again.

The county guard was not as exaggerated as Deacon Liu, but he was still full of suspicion. It was not until Zhao Lin took out the ghost repair things that a serious look appeared on his face.

He immediately called a monk in charge of the warehouse and ordered him to keep the things safe.

"It's really strange."

The sheriff and Deacon Liu looked at each other, both felt that the matter was unimaginable, and there was more respect in the eyes that looked at Zhao Lin.To be able to kill ghost cultivators at the fifth level of soul refining, one cannot do it without considerable courage.

After pondering for a while, the sheriff said slowly: "The matter is very important, and I have to trouble Xiaoyou Zhao to go to the Yinfeng Realm."

"The juniors are willing to help."

Zhao Lin knew in his heart that ghost cultivation is a taboo in the sect and must be verified before reporting.

Then the county guard called Zhao Mufeng, the head of the Patrol Hall, to the lobby, and ordered: "Master Zhao, take a few of your subordinates and go to the Yinfeng Realm with this little friend."

Zhao Mufeng recognized Zhao Lin, took a quick look at him, clasped his fists and said, "Yes, what orders does the sheriff have?"

Seeing the sheriff looking at him, Zhao Lin had to tell the story for the third time.

Zhao Mufeng stood there in a daze after listening.

Zhao Lin coughed, and only then did Zhao Mufeng react and quickly responded: "Okay, but now we have missed the time for the shuttle boat to enter the small world..."

"It's okay."

The sheriff took out a red token, "Go now."

"Yes!"

Zhao Mufeng took the order and took Zhao Lin to the patrol hall to summon three of his men and fly to the Shadow Wind Valley in the county's spirit boat.

"Why are you entering the small world so late?"

Five people came to the entrance of the small world, and the monk in red who guarded the magic circle complained.

"The Sheriff has his life, but there's nothing we can do about it."

Zhao Mufeng laughed, and handed over two spirit stones casually.

The monk in red took over the spirit stone, his face changed from cloudy to clear, and he happily opened the crossing circle, and controlled the boundary shuttle to send a group of people into the Yinfeng Realm.

"Here we are, stop here."

Zhao Lin stood at the bow of the boat and directed Jie Shuozhou to stop not far from the cave.

In order to avoid exposing the location of the cave, we deliberately landed several miles in advance.

"Several please go ahead."

The Jie Shuo boat came to a stop, and the monk in red cupped his hands slightly, then sat up in meditation on the spot.

Zhao Lin got off the flying boat and walked ahead to act as a guide.

"It's here."

Walking to the big belly mountain and walking around to the west side of the hill, Zhao Lin pushed aside the cover in front of the cave and walked in first.

None of the four people in the patrol hall expected that there would be a hole in such a hidden cave, and they looked around curiously.

"I have been to the Yinfeng Realm many times, but I never knew there was a cave here."

"Yes, it is truly a miracle of nature. By the way, how did fellow Daoist Zhao discover this place?"

Zhao Lin naturally wouldn't say that Yinhun showed the way, but smiled and said, "Brother, I also discovered it by accident."

Not long after, everyone walked into the innermost cave.

Zhao Lin shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Li."

"It's me, Zhao Lin..."

After shouting a few times, only one voice rang out: "Zhao Daoyou keeps his word, Li is very grateful!"

Li Yuanyou "floats" in front of everyone.

Zhao Lin stood still, but Zhao Mufeng and the others all changed their expressions and subconsciously took a few steps back.

It's not that they haven't seen ghosts before, but it's the first time they've seen such a big thousand-year-old ghost.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin reminded: "Li Daoyou, you can change your previous appearance."

"I was negligent."

Li Yuanyou stretched out his tentacles, transformed into the appearance of a thirty-year-old monk, and saluted everyone: "I have met some fellow Taoists."

Zhao Mufeng and the others stared blankly at the phantom, inexplicably surprised. It took a while to recover, and they couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement.

"It was an eye-opener!"

"People actually become ghosts and can talk."

A young guard suddenly asked: "Does it mean that if you die in the Yinfeng Realm, you can become a ghost and live hundreds of years longer?"

Li Yuanyou thought for a while and replied seriously: "Probably not. I also saved a trace of my soul by some strange combination of circumstances. I was lucky enough to meet Brother Zhao and regained some of my sanity."

"Anyone else might not be so lucky."

The patrolman wanted to ask again, but Zhao Mufeng scolded, "Don't ask around! You want to practice evil skills?"

The guard shrank his neck in fright, not even daring to say anything.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Mufeng took out a jade slip as blue as the sea and crystal clear from the lock bag, placed it on a large rock not far away, and injected a spiritual power into the jade slip.

The jade slip immediately shot out a fan-shaped halo, covering everyone in it.

"True meaning jade slip!"

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he recalled the memory of the True Meaning Jade Slip in his mind.

Zhao Mufeng cupped his hands, and began to ask Li Yuanyou one by one about his background, experience, what he saw and heard in the Yinfeng Realm, and how Zhao Lin killed Guixiu.

Li Yuanyou didn't remember what happened before he was alive, he only talked about what happened after he entered the Yinfeng Realm.

Because Zhao Lin had explained it long ago, he didn't mention Wei Shi and Sheng Jinlong at all.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, and the world is bizarre, but fortunately, you finally got your revenge."

After Zhao Mufeng finished asking, he sighed, opened his hand and grabbed it, and the jade slip of the true meaning flew into his hand.

Zhao Lin hurriedly said: "Master Zhao, can you show me the jade slip of true meaning?"

"Is this the first time seeing you?"

Zhao Mufeng laughed, and handed the jade slip of true meaning to Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin thanked him, and his spiritual consciousness sank into the jade slip of true meaning.

At first, only a cloud and mist could be seen.

But soon, the clouds cleared and the mist cleared, and a circular picture appeared in the jade slip.

The figures of everyone present appeared on the screen, and the entire conversation just now was recorded.

The sound is clear and the picture is real, which makes people feel like they are on the scene.

"Thank you, I've learned a lot."

Zhao Lin returned the jade slip of true meaning to Zhao Mufeng.

"You're welcome, it should be me thanking you for your help, let's go back now."

Zhao Mufeng arranged for two men to guard the cave, and brought one of his men and Zhao Lin back to Jiesuozhou.

Seeing that only three people came back, the monk in red couldn't help being a little curious, but seeing that the three of them didn't intend to speak, he tactfully pretended not to know.

On the way back, Zhao Lin asked Zhao Mufeng: "Master Zhao, do you think Li Yuan can come out?"

"Li Yuanyou?"

Zhao Mufeng froze for a moment before realizing that Li Yuanyou was a ghost, and shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

Zhao Lindao: "There are so many Jindan Zifu monks in the sect, no one has this ability?"

Zhao Mufeng smiled, "If you say that, there must be someone who can do it. As long as you accumulate enough resources, what can't be done?"

"But letting a ghost leave the Yinfeng Realm to survive outside is not much easier than letting a mortal root cultivate to build a foundation. Who would do that?"

Zhao Lin nodded, "I understand."

When I returned to Qiuyang County, it was already dark, so I rested in the post.

The next day, Zhao Lin went to the patrol hall to say goodbye to Zhao Mufeng. The current evidence is enough to explain the problem, and he can also leave.

(End of this chapter)