Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

Seeing Lin Sheng's reaction, Zhao Fengnian found it a bit strange.

"Yes, these two dojos have poached quite a few promising youngsters from Kudo recently."

Both sides said they had modified the original techniques and achieved better results than before.

"They even provide resources for renovations, which has won over the hearts of many Nine-Knife disciples."

"I've looked into it too, and there is indeed some mystery involved."

Lin Sheng hurriedly asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, you haven't practiced, have you?"

Zhao Fengnian was taken aback by Lin Sheng's reaction and was a little confused, but he still waved his hand and said, "How could I possibly practice other martial arts?"

"Their new cultivation method is nothing more than raising the upper limit of one's cultivation level. It's essentially the same thing. Why bother cultivating that kind of thing?"

"That's good, that's good."

Lin Sheng took a sip of wine to calm his nerves.

He knew that the prohibition of the law and the dojo were most likely related.

Considering that someone from the Nine Blades Sect had previously practiced forbidden techniques, and now that Jin Tang and Fei Yan have suddenly announced that they have a new cultivation method, it's hard not to wonder if there's some connection behind it all.

Lin Sheng earnestly said to Zhao Fengnian, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, no matter who it is, do not touch Jin Tang and Fei Yan's techniques, and even less should you learn or practice them."

"Please also discuss this matter with the other cultivators at our camp. I cannot tell you the specific reasons, but this matter is very important."

He emphasized, "This is crucial to everyone's cultivation path!"

Lin Sheng was not truly affiliated with the camp. Apart from Ma Zhaoshan, only Zhao Fengnian could truly give orders to the camp's cultivators.

Therefore, he hoped that Zhao Fengnian could handle the matter well.

Hearing Lin Sheng's tone, Zhao Fengnian understood that he wasn't joking. Even if Lin Sheng hadn't explained it clearly, he believed that there was a reason behind what he said.

After all, although Liuyun Pavilion acts somewhat unrestrainedly, it is a breath of fresh air in Hequan Town.

Zhao Fengnian nodded and said, "Yes, I will talk to them about this properly."

Lin Sheng then thanked Zhao Fengnian for the wine and repeatedly made requests.

Upon returning to his room, Lin Sheng immediately took out a special piece of paper from his storage bag.

The paper appears to be plain white, but upon closer inspection, one can discover many hidden patterns.

Lin Sheng wrote down what he had just heard from Zhao Fengnian about the Nine Knives, and then folded it neatly into a square.

Infused with primordial energy, the paper rippled and transformed into a white bird.

This is the special communication paper used by Liuyun Pavilion. Anything written on it will turn into a paper bird and fly back to Liuyun Pavilion after being infused with Xuanqi. It also has the ability to hide, prevent tracking, focus direction, and is fast.

Even if it gets smashed into pieces of paper, it can turn into several little paper birds to continue bringing back messages. As long as it doesn't completely turn into black ash, it can bring back the remaining content to you.

This paper is extremely precious, as it was personally refined by Su Ren. Even Cao Xingyi doesn't have much of it. Lin Sheng was able to have some because after his "astonishing" remarks last night, Su Ren felt he needed to receive Lin Sheng's message promptly.

However, they didn't give out many, just a few.

After the paper bird was released and flew off towards Liuyun Pavilion, Lin Sheng murmured, "I thought it would be a long time before I could use it, but I didn't expect to use it so soon."

"Golden Begonia, Flying Swallow."

"How could it be such a coincidence that these two martial arts schools could have new techniques right around the time the forbidden techniques appeared? There must be something going on behind the scenes."

"I just hope that when Senior Duan goes to the dojo to ask questions, he will be able to discover some problems."

Lin Sheng did what he was supposed to do, and then he took care of the things he needed to do that day.

The busiest time has passed, and with the New Year approaching, the workload at the Taoyuan campsite is gradually decreasing. Many material escort teams are also choosing to finish their tasks as soon as possible before returning home to enjoy the New Year.

Paper-cut window decorations, firecrackers, clothes, and all sorts of other items began to be sold, and the streets of Hequan Town started to have a festive atmosphere for the New Year.

As a time traveler, Lin Sheng began to look forward to his first New Year.

He had long regarded Su Ren and Cao Xingyi as family, and believed that they felt the same way. Therefore, Liuyun Pavilion would likely be much more lively this year.

What also made Lin Sheng even more excited was the fact that he was about to enter the Pure Blood Realm.

Once one reaches the Pure Blood Realm, one can choose to accept imperial investiture, at which point one becomes a registered cultivator.

The thought of a fixed monthly salary, elixirs, and precious meats is wonderful.

Thinking of this, even Lin Sheng felt a little emotional, realizing that the benefits of this battle far outweighed the disadvantages.

"If this battle hadn't invigorated our spirit and accelerated its circulation, the fake elixir probably wouldn't have been completed in just three days."

Lin Sheng was already just one step away from victory, and this battle has further perfected his Dragon-like and Tiger-like strides, so he is 100% confident in breaking through his limits.

"But speaking of combat..."

"What exactly was that smell? Why did it feel both familiar and unfamiliar?"

Lin Sheng recalled the scent he smelled when he was about to be seriously injured by the fused monster during their battle.

That didn't bring the surroundings to a standstill, but rather accelerated its own movements.

It was that scent that quickened his reaction, allowing him to unleash his third strike at a faster speed than ever before.

Although his body suffered tremendous exhaustion and shock afterward, he had to admit that the smell saved him.

"Could there have been other people present at the time?"

"But if there were other people present, why would he have offered to help?"

"It's not enough to just be handsome to be loved, is it?"

After thinking for a long time, Lin Sheng still didn't understand why, and he couldn't remember what the smell was, so he gave up trying.

Anyway, things have come to an end, so now all I need to do is focus on making breakthroughs.

Lin Sheng scribbled down various information with his pen. He had practiced the official script for a long time, and now his writing was no longer as incomprehensible as before.

It's pleasing to the eye to hold.

Looking at himself through the reflective surface created by the condensed primordial energy, he finally uttered the words he had always wanted to say: "Indeed, one's handwriting reflects one's character."

After finishing his tasks for the day, Lin Sheng planned to go home and have a good meal.

Under the influence of Zhao Fengnian's alcohol, he actually didn't yawn all day, and even took fewer pills.

On his way home, he bought two roast ducks and some flatbreads, planning to roll up a duck and eat it.

I made a special trip to the Nine Blades Sect and saw many disciples returning their Nine Blades Sect clothing and leaving. Some even took off their clothes and threw them on the ground in front of others to show their determination.

Lin Sheng took a bite of the pancake and said matter-of-factly, "Serves you right."

As the oldest and longest-running martial arts school in Hequan Town, the Nine Blades Sect lacked a proper image and its conduct had always been questionable. Lin Sheng was naturally happy to see this happen.

He then returned home and enjoyed a delicious meal with the dipping sauce made by his neighbor, Aunt Zhao.

Just as he finished eating the second duck, he suddenly felt a rumbling sensation inside his body.

He quickly looked inside and saw a pale golden fake pill, with a hard texture, quietly circulating within his body.