Refining medicine can't save Doupo!

Chapter 370 The gray-robed old man holding a compass!
When Jiang Lin saw that Xiao Zhan had lost an arm, he roughly understood that his business had come to him.

Although Jiang Lin said this fighting weapon arm was useless, it was enough for Xiao Zhan to use it to the level of Dou Huang. A fifth-level fighting weapon arm, first of all, this thing is a fifth-level fighting weapon, and secondly, a fighting weapon arm. If Xiao Zhan really cultivated to the level of Dou Huang, this fifth-level fighting weapon arm, with a sandbag-sized fist, basically, except for old-fashioned Dou Huang masters like Jia Xingtian, who could remain calm, other low-level Dou Huangs would also feel pain.

Of course, it's not that Jiang Lin looked down on Xiao Zhan, but with Xiao Zhan's talent for cultivation, unless he was caught by a powerful force and "enlightened", it would be really difficult for him to break through to Douhuang in 20 to 30 years.
Jiang Lin did not doubt that Xiao Zhan had the talent to break through to Dou Huang. After all, if Xiao Yan was really the legendary fallen emperor, Xiao Zhan's potential would still be good. But he doubted that Xiao Zhan would not be able to break through to Dou Huang before his son, who had the protagonist's script, became famous on the continent.

"This..." Xiao Yan stared blankly at the heavy fighting weapon in his hand, his heart trembling slightly. He felt very uncomfortable during this period of time, because he finally realized that he was "making trouble" outside and bringing disaster to his own people. The death of his people and the injury of Xiao Zhan all made Xiao Yan feel very guilty.

If he had handled it better, or more gently, would it have been better?
However, all these sorrows, at this moment, have become the heavy weight of the fighting weapon in my hands.
Jiang Lin didn't say anything, he just did it silently.
“A fifth-rank fighting weapon, it’s a blessing and a curse. I don’t know whether to say it’s good or bad for your father. Because of the blessing of this fighting weapon arm, your father will have few rivals below the Dou Huang in the future in the Jia Ma Empire.” When Xiao Yan was slightly in a trance, Yao Chen’s voice sounded silently in his heart.

"Uncle Xiao might be able to become the One Punch Man of Gama Empire?" Although Yao Chen's soul transmission was not made public, Jiang Lin continued the conversation with a smile.

Yao Chen's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he said in shock: "What the hell?! This kid has made a breakthrough in his soul realm!"

"I'm still a little bit away from a breakthrough. The soul is much stronger than the body. At this stage, it is being re-nurturing together with the body." Jiang Lin smiled slightly, as if he was talking to the air.

Xiao Yan looked at the fifth-level fighting weapon arm in his hand, and when he thought of his father who would be able to kill a fighting spirit with one punch in the future, he could not help but smile: "Indeed, the past is the past. This is already a minimal lesson learned. Thanks, Brother Lin!" Xiao Yan was not curious about Jiang Lin's "advanced", because in his opinion, it was normal for Jiang Lin to be very powerful, because according to the time-travel novels he had read, the Jiang Lin in front of him might be the protagonist of this world.

Jiang Lin: You said I am the protagonist?

Xiao Yan: Ah? I'm the protagonist?
"Make good arrangements. You can go to Canaan College after the arrangements are made." Facing Jiang Lin's thanks, Jiang Lin just shrugged helplessly. He originally regarded Xiao Yan as the protagonist, and was prepared to be Xiao Yan's pendant if he failed in the "route". But now it seems that his "pendant" seems to be unexpectedly sturdy, causing Xiao Yan to become the pendant instead. There is no other way, Jiang Lin just regards it as an investment in the future.

If one day Xiao Yan met some mysterious powerful person who enlightened him about his life-long cultivation, and then Xiao Yan's cultivation finally surpassed Jiang Lin, then Jiang Lin's investment would not be a loss.

After all, what Jiang Lin provided were things within his ability. Those things that really involved Jiang Lin's life and property, such as crystal cores, were not given by Xiao Yixian.

Moreover, Yao Chen also made a big promise to Jiang Lin, saying that he knew of the existence of a "strange tree", and when everyone was strong enough, they could go to the dungeon together. At that time, Xiao Yixian would probably not be able to be brought along, because Xiao Yixian's surname was Han.

In addition to various cultivation elixirs, Jiang Lin has never been at a loss.

Of course, Xiao Yan and Yao Chen did not feel that they had lost out. After all, apart from Jiang Lin, they had never met anyone who could take pills without resistance.
"Yeah, okay." Xiao Yan nodded, and after chatting with Jiang Lin for a few more words, he bowed and said goodbye. Now that he could come to the Refining Guild to find Jiang Lin, it meant that the Xiao family's clansmen had also moved to the Jiama Imperial Capital.

As for the situation of the abandoned disciple of the Yunlan Sect, no one cared. Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven. The matter was originally over, but he insisted on looking for trouble. Such a person does not deserve sympathy.

When Xiao Yan took his fighting arm to look for the Mo family in Jiama Imperial Capital, Jiang Lin also stood up and packed his clothes, changed into a loose black robe, put on a black gauze hat that covered his handsome face, and walked with Pei Xuan who was also dressed in black clothes and hat, like two walls.
"Hey, eighteen is the age when you grow taller." After getting dressed, Jiang Lin stood next to Pei Xuan and gestured, and found that he was not much shorter than Pei Xuan, who was just over two meters tall. The key point was that Jiang Lin's face was very handsome. If it weren't for his years of blacksmithing that made his skin color more normal, with his fair and tender appearance as a child, if he went out without covering his face, he would most likely be captured by a passing female devil and made a slave.

"Being strong is not a sin, and being good-looking is not a sin either. But being strong and good-looking like me is an unforgivable sin." Jiang Lin touched his little face, then smiled happily, and flipped his hand, a black mechanical mask appeared in his hand, and with a click, it covered his face, revealing only a pair of clean and pure red-gold eyes.

"Let's go. We can't keep our Master Gu He waiting for too long." After completing the disguise, Jiang Lin whispered to Pei Xuan behind him, and walked out of the Gama Refining Guild.

Xiao Yan arrived just in time and happened to meet Pei Xuan who brought back the news about Gu He. If Xiao Yan had arrived a little later, he might have been disappointed.

If ordinary people were to look for Gu He, it would be extremely difficult. Even if there were channels to find him, Gu He might not respond in a timely manner.

But Jiang Lin is different. I heard that it was Fa Ma who went to find Gu He personally, which shows Jiang Lin’s current reputation within the Gama Empire.

If President Hu Lei doesn't come back, he might be betrayed by his own good disciple.

On the increasingly prosperous street, Jiang Lin lowered his hat slightly and walked past some fighting equipment shops with long queues. He and Pei Xuan were like two blades, combing through the crowd.
boom.
"Sorry, old man."

Suddenly, while strolling through the crowd, Jiang Lin accidentally bumped into an old man in a gray robe and white hair who was holding an ancient compass, and subconsciously apologized.

The old man in gray robe just nodded slightly, glanced at the ancient compass in his hand, and didn't pay much attention to Jiang Lin, but disappeared with the crowd.

In the bustling crowd, Jiang Lin, who had walked a few steps, suddenly slowed down. Then he continued to move forward without stopping.

He did not sense the old man's presence!
(End of this chapter)