Refining medicine can't save Doupo!

Chapter 158 The inheritance of the spirit race: the art of forging fire!

By the lake, Jiang Lin looked at the Yangmai Pill in his hand, feeling somewhat complicated.

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Feeling the kindness of the other soul grandfather and Xiao Yan's grateful eyes, Jiang Lin actually felt a ridiculous sense of embarrassment in his heart.
The effect of the Earth-level secret skill, Dou Qi Furnace, is simple and overbearing. It directly draws the Dou Qi of heaven and earth into the body and fuses it with one's own Dou Qi. It can be directly ignited on the fighting device, but Jiang Lin only dares to fuse it in his body for the time being, not ignite it. Fusion is to test the strength of the meridians, and ignition is to test the size of Jiang Lin's urn.

Jiang Lin naturally understood the effect of the Dou Qi Furnace when he created his own secret technique. He dared to continue creating it under such circumstances, which showed that damaged meridians were not a big deal for Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin himself recognized the "number one foundation-building technique in the world", the Fire Forging Technique, which had the effect of repairing the meridians.

After all, if Jiang Lin is regarded as a spiritual weapon, then the most vulnerable part of a spiritual weapon in a high-intensity battle is the internal meridian texture. Naturally, one of the purposes of practicing the Fire Forging Technique with a spiritual weapon is to be able to automatically repair the damaged meridian texture.
As for Jiang Lin's current "only fatal injury", he could recover after two or three days of practice.

"Wait, have you practiced that technique that repaired your meridians?" Yao Chen was stunned by Jiang Lin's question. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly looked at Jiang Lin in surprise.

"Hmm?" Jiang Lin's expression tightened and he looked at Yao Chen.

Wow
In the cave by the lake, two people and one ghost lit a bonfire and the atmosphere was somewhat silent.

At this time, Xiao Yan, who was baking his clothes, suddenly asked, "Brother Lin, when will you give me my Xuanzhong Ruler?"

Jiang Lin then asked Yao Chen, "Senior, do you know me well?"

"." Xiao Yan stared at Jiang Lin blankly. He felt that Jiang Lin must have done it on purpose! It was too much! !
"Just call me Yao Lao. I have some experience with you guys." Yao Chen, in spirit form, sat beside Xiao Yan and looked at Jiang Lin, who was also baking his clothes.

The words "Mr. Yao" and "you guys" immediately lowered Jiang Lin's vigilance.

"Is your surname Yao?" Jiang Lin asked.

He asked Hu Lei, and Hu Lei's answer was that the eight ancient tribes were surnames, and there happened to be a medicine tribe among them. If Hu Lei's master was not from the soul tribe, Jiang Lin would not have known this information.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lin glanced at Xiao Yan calmly, and just saw Xiao Yan looking at him with gritted teeth, as if he had robbed something from him.

I thought, this thing has the surname Xiao. Could it be that this thing is from the Xiao clan? Something is wrong. How can there be an ancient imperial clan with a great fighting master as the clan leader?
No, no, what if the script was for the Crooked-Mouth Dragon King? Suddenly, all kinds of crazy thoughts were swirling in Jiang Lin's little head.

A time traveler + a grandfather with a ring + a mysterious childhood sweetheart + a fallen genius + looked down upon by everyone + a person with a suspected surname of an emperor. Good guy, you have all the elements, you are definitely not the protagonist! If you are still the protagonist, I will eat the Xuanzhong ruler on the spot!

Xiao Yan: If you want to get free food and drinks, just say so!
"Just a wandering ghost." Yao Chen did not comment. He did not give a direct answer, but he did not deny it either.

"Senior, how well do you know me?" Jiang Lin thought this was a strange question, but he still had to ask.

Xiao Yan also looked at Yao Chen curiously at this time. Yao Chen had told him before that if he could meet Jiang Lin again, he would tell him Jiang Lin's identity. Feeling Xiao Yan's gaze, Yao Chen smiled helplessly, and then said to Jiang Lin: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. People with talents like you have restrictions in their blood. If you die here, the old monsters in your clan will notice it, and we can't escape."

Jiang Lin remained calm, but his heart was slightly moved. However, he noticed Xiao Yan's curious face, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Brother Lin actually has such a background!" Xiao Yan's eyes revealed a trace of shock, and then he asked Yao Lao: "Teacher, did you say you would tell me about it before?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Chen looked at the dumbfounded Xiao Yan helplessly, and then asked Jiang Lin first: "You don't mind, right?"

"I don't mind." Jiang Lin shook his head slightly. He didn't mind at all, but he couldn't show it. He could only say coolly that he didn't mind. Alas, he was distressed.

Jiang Lin actually only knows one thing about himself: he only knows his last name. He knows nothing else.

"Speaking of this, we have to mention the legend of the Doudi in the Douqi Continent."

“Is it the legend of the Nine Emperors?” Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up. These stories were quite popular on the mainland, and he had heard quite a few of them.

Yao Chen nodded: "Among the nine Dou Emperors in the legend, eight of them left behind family heritage, and only the last one, Tuoshe Ancient Emperor, did not. The families left by the eight Dou Emperors were later called the Eight Ancient Clans, and the person in front of you is one of the eight clans, a member of the Spirit Clan."

Yao Chen revealed Jiang Lin's background, which made Jiang Lin feel a little strange. It was very strange to hear someone introduce himself in the third person. Especially when Jiang Lin knew nothing about his real surname except that it was Ling, it felt even stranger.

However, the small city of Wutan can actually gather half of the eight ancient tribes, which is quite a strange place.

"Wow! Brother Lin is so amazing!" Xiao Yan was shocked when he heard this. How could he know a young man whose ancestors were Dou Di? And he could also pick up a ring grandfather?
"It is rumored that the Spirit Tribe possesses a top-level body-building technique that can even be practiced at the Dou Qi stage. It is the only technique on the Dou Qi Continent that can be practiced at the Dou Qi stage. You are practicing this technique now, right?" Yao Chen stared at Jiang Lin with a somewhat strange look. The legend of the Fire Forging Art was known to all the eight ancient tribes. As the Medicine Venerable, he had naturally heard of this foundation-building technique that was said to be able to be practiced at the Dou Qi stage.

"Yeah." Jiang Lin nodded calmly. His intuition told him that the ghost from the Medicine Clan had no ill intentions. The only thing Mr. Yao taught Jiang Lin was to always trust his intuition.

Hearing Jiang Lin's answer, Yao Chen looked even more puzzled. As far as he knew, after becoming a Fighting Master of Fire Forging Art, one should not be able to practice anymore. But what on earth was this five-star Fighting Master in front of him?

“There is such a magical technique?!” Xiao Yan was shocked when he heard this. Today he really broadened his horizons.

"It is magical, but only people with strong blood can practice it. And they can only practice one or two levels. The further you go, the harder it is to practice."

“But for a family with a strong bloodline, which has its own inheritance, the Fire Forging Art seems to be very useless.” Yao Chen shook his head slightly, dispelling Xiao Yan’s excitement.

(End of this chapter)