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Wei Ran had been holding back for two years, and he had too many questions he wanted to ask.

Now he has finally met someone like him, someone who can understand him.

"There must be quite a few."

Lin Xuan leaned back in his chair, gazing at the distant mountains.

"I'm in a similar situation to you. I've only recently become a martial arts practitioner. A few months ago, I was just an ordinary office worker, going to work and coming home every day, worrying about finding a job."

"Ancient warrior..."

Wei Ran repeated the word to himself.

"Yes, ancient martial artists. People like us are called ancient martial artists."

"I always feel like the energy within me is being restricted, unable to grow stronger. Mr. Lin, do you know what to do?"

Wei Ran asked impatiently.

He was like a child who had just opened the door to a new world, everything before him was unfamiliar, full of curiosity, and full of longing.

Lin Xuan understood that feeling all too well.

He was in the same state not long ago.

I was filled with confusion and longing for everything.

The only difference is...

From the very beginning, I was able to cultivate normally.

limit…

Lin Xuan nodded inwardly.

Sure enough, this is what happens when there is no "seed"!

They have a sense of Qi within their bodies, which is called true essence.

But like a rootless duckweed, it cannot grow strong or improve.

One needs a catalyst, a guide, to embark on the true path of cultivation.

It needs "enlightenment"!

"This needs a catalyst."

Lin Xuan said.

He gave him a brief overview of the world of ancient martial arts.

Eight Meridians, Ancient Martial Arts Alliance, Seed, Enlightenment.

He explained the most basic framework.

But even these most basic things were enough to shock Wei Ran.

Half an hour later.

Wei Ran was so excited that he trembled all over.

His eyes were shining, and his face was full of excitement.

"This... is the real world!"

His voice was trembling.

I was incredibly excited.

talking.

He stood up and bowed respectfully to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out and pulled him back.

"You don't need to do that. I'm not some senior or an expert. I just started a few steps ahead of you."

"Those who are accomplished come first, and besides, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known these things," Wei Ran said earnestly.

The two chatted for a while longer.

This time, Wei Ran mainly gave a brief introduction of his own situation.

He was originally an orphan from the original Fujia Village who was abducted and sold by bad people. He wandered around from a young age and suffered a lot.

After experiencing many hardships, he eventually met a family who treated him like their own son, allowing him to go to school and eventually achieve what he has today.

Two years ago, an accident caused him to develop this ability.

As for what the accident was, he didn't elaborate, and Lin Xuan didn't press him for details.

Last year he returned here, to the place where he was born but not raised.

Fujia Village remains the same Fujia Village: dilapidated, desolate, and isolated from the world.

But the people here have changed time and again.

My own parents have long since become two small graves.

...

"So, you've been a martial arts practitioner for two years now, so why are you still staying here?"

Lin Xuan was somewhat puzzled: "With your abilities, no matter where you are..."

Lin Xuan could tell that he was hiding a lot about his past.

But he didn't want to pry into other people's secrets; everyone has their own past and things they don't want to talk about.

He was simply puzzled as to why someone with the potential to become a martial arts master would choose to stay in this remote and impoverished place and engage in such shady business.

"I... have been waiting for someone."

Wei Ran looked around to make sure no one in the noisy square was paying attention to them before speaking in a low voice.

"Waiting for someone?" Lin Xuan frowned even more deeply.

"Um!"

"Waiting for whom?"

"Wait for you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked Wei Ran over again.

The morning light climbed up from behind the eastern ridge and shone on the two people.

The sound of mahjong tiles clattering in the square continued.

Lin Xuan remained silent for a long time.

"wait for me?"

He finally spoke: "How did you know I would come?"

Lin Xuan's expression didn't change much. He picked up his teacup and took another sip.

Wei Ran didn't hide anything and explained directly:

"I once met a mysterious old man who pointed out something unusual about me. He told me to wait here for the right person."

"An old man? A fortune teller?"

Lin Xuan put down his teacup.

"So what makes you think I'm your soulmate?"

Wei Ran took a deep breath, looked directly at Lin Xuan, and said, word by word:

"That old man once said: Red clouds rise in the southeast, and black birds return to the riverbank. They stop when they encounter forests, and find peace when they meet black birds."

Lin Xuan's fingers stopped.

Stop when you encounter a forest, find peace when you meet a mystery.

Lin...Xuan

His brow furrowed slightly.

"What else did he say?" Lin Xuan asked.

"That's all."

Wei Ran shook his head.

"I've kept this one sentence in my mind for two years, thought about it for two years, and still couldn't figure it out. It wasn't until last night, when Wang Tianhu called you Mr. Lin, that it suddenly dawned on me that 'stopping at Lin' might refer to you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xuan with great anticipation.

His eyes seemed to light up: "So, Mr. Lin, may I enter that...world of ancient martial arts practitioners with you?"

Lin Xuan didn't rush to speak, but instead carefully considered the sentence.

This sounds like a prophecy, like a prophecy.

But two years ago...

I am still a college student struggling to make a living.

Who is that old man?

Why make Wei Ran wait for me here?

After a long pause, he nodded, his voice calm:

"I will introduce you to the alliance. As for which faction you will join and what happens next, that's up to you."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

Wei Ran nodded repeatedly.

His hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were even a little red.

After two years of waiting, the result has finally come.

He is no longer a lonely outcast.

Seeing his excited state, Lin Xuan felt a little irritated for some reason.

It was an indescribable feeling, like a thorn stuck in my throat, something I couldn't swallow or spit out.

He doesn't like being told what to do or having his plans told.

He should walk his own path.

He suddenly stood up, preparing to leave.

"Mr. Lin, what's this? The food will be ready soon!"

Wei Ran quickly got up and asked in confusion.

Lin Xuan shook his head:

"No, I have something to do. As for that guy..."

Lin Xuan looked down at the pool of blood on the ground that had already been dragged away.

"Mr. Lin, rest assured, there will be absolutely no accidents!"

Wei Ran quickly assured him.

"I'll have someone watch over it 24/7!"

"Thank you." Lin Xuan nodded. "I'll send you the address of the Jiangzhou Alliance later. I'll let you know in advance."

Halfway there, he suddenly turned to look at Wei Ran:

"By the way, my name is... Lin Xuan."

After saying that, Lin Xuan waved his hand, greeted Wang Tianhu, and drove away.

Wei Ran stood still.

"Lin...Xuan...Meeting Lin brings peace, meeting Xuan brings tranquility...Indeed, Mr. Lin is the one I've been waiting for!"

He muttered to himself for a while, his face filled with excitement.