Raising his arms, Lin Zhao could clearly feel that the true qi flowed in his body faster than before. The Fire Qilin, like the "leader" of the true qi in his body, was wrapped around the body and rushing continuously. After each flow, it seemed that the strength of the true qi would become a little stronger.

"It should be a good thing."

Lin Zhao sat up and touched his head. Although his hands still hurt a little, some things had to be done and he dealt with the prey overnight.

So, I turned over and got out of bed, started to fetch water, boil water, and deal with prey outside, pheasants, rabbits, etc., while the pigs were so big that they were the most troublesome. After slicing them carefully, they divided the pork leg meat, pork heart meat, pork ribs, etc. one by one, and refrigerated them at home with well water. When all these things were handled, it was already early morning, so I returned to the bed and fell asleep again.

...

In the town.

A man walked over hummingly. It was Zhao Jin. When he stepped into the house, the Zhao family's house immediately became brightly lit. Soon, a group of people gathered in the main hall.

"How could it be so severely injured?" The blacksmith Zhao Tai was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

“It’s useless.”

Zhao Jin's master, the middle-aged boxer, frowned: "The right arm is cut off and he is destined to be unable to practice boxing anymore. Even if he really has the resilience, his achievements will be far less than others if he continues to practice. I have seen a one-armed warrior, but most of his achievements are far lower than his talents. There is no need to continue to force him."

Zhao Jin's eyes were dim and tears: "Master, it's all Lin Zhao... I was plotted against by him, otherwise I would never be defeated... Please make the decision for me!"

"Immortal Master!"

Zhao Tai also clasped his fists and said, "That little boy Lin Zhao is so cruel. He actually cut off one of Jin'er's arms. How could he allow him to continue to live with such a vicious heart? I am willing to give all my family property and ask the immortal master to take action to help me destroy this little bastard, and let my family breathe a sigh of relief!"

"snort!"

The middle-aged boxer turned around and sneered: "It's easy to say. The Tianchi Army was warned by the Tianchi Army as soon as we stepped into the snowy Tianchi Lake. We were not allowed to kill people in the town, and it would not be possible to kill anyone. Otherwise, it would inevitably lead to the Tianchi Army's ruthless revenge. Just for one of your son's arms, would I let me provoke Chu Huaixi's fist? Don't forget that he is a martial artist who stepped on the sea."

Zhao Tai immediately knelt down: "But, Lin Zhao may already know that Zhao Jin is taking you as his teacher, and now he is still ruthless. Isn't this a slap in the face of the immortal master?"

"snort……"

The middle-aged boxer took a deep breath and said, "Since that's the case, I'm going to leave Tianchiling after finishing this ticket. Tell me, how much can your Zhao family give me?"

"Fifty green beans are there for money?"

“One hundred.”

The middle-aged boxer said lightly: "As long as you can take out a hundred green fences, I will take action immediately!"

"good!"

Zhao Tai hesitated for a while, immediately turned around and took out a bag of money from the cabinet, then gathered with his wife, and then exchanged it for 100 green coins, and said, "A hundred green coins are all here, and next... I'll be in trouble."

"Hmph, a small matter."

The middle-aged boxer put away his purse, turned around and left the Zhao family compound.

...

In the early morning, the sky was just getting brighter and the town was covered with fog.

The middle-aged boxer suppressed his murderous aura to almost invisible, walked slowly in the alley and headed straight to the back street.

But just on the stone bridge leading to the back street, one person stood there, wearing a gray-white Confucian shirt and holding a blue oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

"oh?"

The middle-aged boxer raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I said who is it? It turns out that it is Boss Qin from the bookstore. What's the matter? It's on the bridge early in the morning?"

"I’m waiting for you."

Qin Suihan smiled slightly: "What a courageous person, he actually dares to kill in Tianchi Town? You, a foreigner, have you forgotten the rules of Tianchiling? How many lives do you have to kill the people in Tianchi Town?"

"Hey……"

The middle-aged boxer raised his mouth and his fist flowed without any concealment. It was also a tiger fist. The aura on him was far from comparable to Zhao Jin. He stepped onto the stone bridge step by step and stood opposite Qin Suihan. He smiled and said, "You are the shopkeeper of the bookstore, why should you get involved in these right and wrong? If I can kill Lin Zhao, can't I kill one more Qin Suihan? It's just one more punch, and I'll leave after killing. The world is so big, can Chu Huaixi go down the mountain to chase me?"

Qin Suihan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I never thought that a sixth level martial artist could breathe so much."

“Get out of here!”

The middle-aged boxer's voice was cold: "Otherwise, die!"

Qin Suihan was still motionless, just smiling kindly: "Try it?"

"court death!"

The middle-aged boxer shouted and rushed to Qin Suihan in an instant, handing out a punch. The fist was like a mountain, full of majestic artistic conception. If this punch was taken, the entire stone bridge would probably be broken in an instant.

However, this punch came to an abrupt end in the air, and then the middle-aged boxer's body stopped in the air. This wild punch of the artistic conception view could not be delivered at all, and the whole person seemed to be trapped in a crystal illusion.

"You are not from Tianchi Town, but you want to kill someone in Tianchi Town and cross the line."

Qin Suihan raised his hand gently, and a golden ripples in the space suddenly blew. The next second, the meridians of the middle-aged boxer in Kaishan Realm continued to burst. The next moment, he was kneeling on the bridge head covered in blood.

"I won't kill you, leave Tianchi Town within a stick of incense."

Qin Suihan never looked back and still carried a blue oil-paper umbrella.

The middle-aged boxer knelt on the ground like a big dream, kowtowed repeatedly. When he saw Qin Suihan walking away, he trembled all over and said to himself: "Nine realms? Ten realms? Eleven realms? Or... the legendary twelve realms?"

...

Front Street, intersection.

Qin Suihan was holding a paper umbrella, and there was a little rain in the air. The scholar walked very slowly, and his cloth shoes were stained with a little soil. He slowly stopped in front of the medicine shop and used the stone steps to remove the soil in the soles of his feet.

"Tsk tsk ~~~"

In the medicine shop, the old doctor sat on the bench, looked at Qin Suihan, and smiled and said, "I can't say that I'll take action, but I've taken action. I've broken the precepts. After so many years, why did I break the precepts? Do you like that boy Lin Zhao so much?"

"Um."

Qin Suihan smiled slightly: "In him, I can see what I looked like when I was young."

"He is a martial artist, you are a scholar, so far-fetched!"

Qin Suihan smiled and was about to leave with an umbrella.

The old doctor knocked the ash from the tobacco pipe pot on the soles of the shoes and said, "I'm sure recently that the Great Shang Dynasty will soon send people over. I haven't said how many people and who they send yet. It's hard to say the north side, but the demon clan is ready to move, and that person seems to have the intention to go south. If this happens, the world will be really a foregone conclusion. You can't stand it alone."

Qin Suihan nodded, said nothing, and left with an umbrella.

...

In the early morning, the sun gradually dispels the fog and falls into the town.

After Lin Zhao woke up, he immediately started working hard again. He carried two piglets hind legs, carried pig hearts and a large string of pork ribs, and smiled and came to the door of Baiweixuan with steady steps. Before he could reach the door, the boss Jia Chong appeared, "Yo ho" and said with a smile: "Have you played so much wild game?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao put the thing on the table and said, "The best pork hind leg meat, pork ribs and pork heart meat. Don't you Baiweixuan have a dish of green pepper stir-fried pork hearts? It's just right to use it. Boss, weigh it, see how much it costs me."

Jia Chong hesitated for a moment: "Sell them all to me?"

"nature."

Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But if you don't want it, I'll go to Qianyue Pavilion, Mingyuxuan, and Hua Qianshu restaurants. At that time... you don't have anything to do here, and the business will become more and more deserted. You and your sister-in-law are just waiting to drink the northwest wind."

"No..."

Jia Chong hurriedly pressed the pig's hind legs and said, "Give it to me, I will accept it all here. I won't count the price of such a big mountain pig, I will no longer count the price with you. How about it, three hundred copper coins at a time?"

Lin Zhao thought for a while: "Okay, a bargain price!"

"Okay~~~"

After receiving the copper coins, Lin Zhao immediately went to the rice and noodles shop again. This time he bought twenty kilograms of flour and twenty kilograms of rice. No matter what, prepare the food first.

In the afternoon, after a punch, I felt even more hot all over my body. The fire Qilin's true qi was rampant in my body. After wandering for several weeks, Lin Zhao felt that his blood was boiling, and the speed of the true qi in his body was completely beyond what he could do before. The sea of ​​qi expanded instantly and his strength increased sharply.

The realm has been broken. Although Lin Zhao didn't know what happened, at this moment, he was already a second-level martial artist and entered the legendary blood-activation realm. If he was now facing Zhao Jin that day, he might be able to solve his opponent in just a few punches.

...

Real world.

Sucheng, District S, in the treatment base.

"What's wrong with Brother Lin Zhao? Is he asleep?"

A cute little girl lay beside the game cabin, looking at Lin Zhao lying in the nutrient solution, her face was filled with worry, and said, "He...will he wake up?"

“Yes.”

Ding Chi touched her little head intimately and smiled: "Lin Zhao is treating her illness now and will wake up soon. It's okay."

"Um!"

Little Orange nodded repeatedly.

On the side, Xiao Juzi's mother was wearing an extremely shabby skirt with many holes in the skirt. Looking at Murong Feiyue in military uniform and a general's cloak, she had no confidence and a small voice: "I'm sorry, Xiao Juzi must come to see Lin Zhao, I can't resist, so... I blamed us at the beginning, if it weren't for us, Lin Zhao wouldn't..."

"It's fine."

Murong Feiyue touched Xiao Juzi's head and smiled: "If it were me, she might have done the same thing as Xiao Zhao. You don't have to blame yourself. Xiao Zhao is not suffering from disaster now. He may be enjoying unprecedented fun in the game."

"Yes, Sister Orange."

Ding Chi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lin Zhao is fine now, he will wake up in another month."

"Uh-huh……"

The woman known as Sister Orange nodded repeatedly.
Chapter completed!