He planned to spend the recent period of time and just wait for the little fat girl to come back before saying goodbye to her.
"It's just that Brother Lin is going here. Is there any specific destination? Where do you want to go?" Wang Jin thought for a moment and then asked. "I have also met several famous doctors in Lin'an, so I can entrust them to them."
"Brother Wang, don't bother me." Lin Xin declined, "I have seen this disease from many medical experts, but they all have the same argument, and I have already understood the root cause of the solution. It is not a matter of medical knowledge."
"Isn't it a medical way?" Wang Jin heard that there was something inside. Since it was not a medical way, the other party didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The two changed the topic and talked about other things.
Lin Xin and Wang Jin met on a tour mission half a year ago. Because of the relationship with the little fat girl, Lin Xin had to accompany her on a tour mission to the outside world.
Wang Jin happened to be the most powerful monk on the tour mission at that time. The two of them tried it out for a while and found that each other was quite capable and had a very compatible personality, so they gradually got closer and became friends.
After chatting with Wang Jin for a while, Lin Xin got off the boat as usual and returned to the small building where he lived.
The little fat girl was already waiting in the small building in advance. She was accompanied by two companions, who were friends she had gradually made during these recent missions. They were both companions who could support each other.
"What's wrong? You came back so early. Are you looking for me for something or did you forget to bring something?"
Ma Jingxuan bowed slightly towards Lin Xin respectfully.
"Master Hong, don't you plan to stay a little longer?" There was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.
Although it was only a year, Lin Xin was the one who followed and turned the tide during the first few most difficult missions, so that nothing happened to her. If it were another expert accompanying the Guardian, it would probably be impossible to achieve this level.
Many critical moments played a decisive role, making Ma Jingxuan's trust in Lin Xin skyrocket.
"I can't help it. My problems are getting more and more serious. I was once seriously injured by a magic master. Now you can see that all my skin has problems. If I don't take care of it, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Lin Xin also said calmly.
"Even the Hong Master's skills can't eliminate it," another person said worriedly, "Xiaoxuan, this is not something we can help with."
Ma Jingxuan's expression darkened. Although she had completed many tasks independently and Lin Xin no longer had to be by her side, she still regarded Lin Xin as her biggest backer, giving her a sense of stability.
Maybe no one else can give it.
Her father was busy with official duties all day long, and her mother had almost no time to see her. For a year, only Lin Xin stayed with her.
But looking at the dire situation of the Red Division, it is indeed necessary to resolve this issue first.
"I also understand that it would be too selfish to ask the Red Master to stay, but I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart," she said helplessly.
"All the feasts in the world come to an end." Lin Xin rubbed her head and said gently. "You can't always rely on someone's wings in your life. If you want to fly high, you can only flap your wings upward and fly alone."
"Disciple understands." Ma Jingxuan nodded heavily.
"Whether it's love or practice. It's the same." Lin Xin smiled and said, "Follow me."
He said and led several people up to the second floor of the small building.
"Meeting each other is fate. If you are as innocent as a child, you will achieve success in the future. Don't be held back by the love between your children." Lin Xin walked to a small study room where he usually practiced.
He took out something from the storage bag. It was a booklet with a lot of handwriting on it. The ink on it was still wet, so it was obvious that he had just written it not long ago.
He handed the booklet to Ma Jingxuan.
"This is my last gift to you."
Ma Jingxuan slowly took it, and saw that it was densely packed with movement patterns for her daily practice of sword techniques, and many errors and omissions were clearly pointed out.
With just one glance, she could see several mistakes and omissions that she had not noticed but were difficult to correct.
When I flipped through it, I found that all the following questions were of this kind, and even how to enter the next stage of practice was clearly recorded.
How much effort does it take to have such a thorough understanding of Kunlin Sword Sect's sword techniques in such a book?
"Red Master!" She was moved and raised her head, only to see nothing in front of her. The figure just now disappeared in an instant.
"I have recorded the key points of your method in a book for you. Just follow the book and correct every step, and you will gain something. We are destined to be together, so let's say goodbye."
A disembodied voice came from a distance and penetrated gently into her ears.
Ma Jingxuan's eyes turned red, she tightened her grip on the booklet in her hand, folded it carefully, and placed it close to her body.
It can be said that Lin Xincai was her real first teacher. Unlike the instructors of the Sword Sect, they trained intensively in batches.
Lin Xin provided one-on-one guidance, and the patient gave her unique training methods from time to time based on her situation.
Lin Xin was indispensable for the fact that she was able to enter the sword heart level so quickly and was still an extraordinary person among them.
Originally, she thought she might be able to stay again when the time came, but she didn't expect this would be the result after all.
"Don't be sad, Xuanxuan. As a Red Master, if you and I practice hard, we will see each other again in the future!" Another companion comforted. "Practice takes a long time, and you should worry more about us. After all,
The road is bumpy and life and death are uncertain."
Ma Jingxuan nodded slightly.
"I understand. The Red Master's kindness can only be repaid later."
Her eyes showed determination.
"Master Hong must be no ordinary monk. I am already lucky enough to be his disciple for one year. I dare not ask for more."
"Since the Red Master left you the pamphlet at the end, he obviously has expectations for you. Don't let him live up to his hard work." His companion whispered.
"I will!" Ma Jingxuan's eyes showed a solemn look.
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Standing alone at the bow of the boat, Lin Xin looked at the approaching reeds ahead. A group of water ducks squawked out of the reeds, and a small boat carrying fishermen was also driving deeper into the boat.
After leaving Kunlin Sword Sect, he rushed directly towards the new east branch.
From there you can take an airship to the remote West Pole Land Naxi.
Naxi is a large province in the smallest part of Zhongfu. Because of the distance, it appears to be a vassal, but in fact it has always been independent. There are many forces in it, and it is the best place for many evil heretics to hide. But also because of its poor resources,
Therefore, most monk sects and sects are unwilling to wade into troubled waters.
Standing at the head of the boat, he tightened his clothes, and the autumn wind blew into his collar. He felt a little chilly. Although he was not cold, he instinctively pulled on his collar.
The fisherman behind the boat was humming a ditty. He seemed to be humming in some dialect, which was somewhat incomprehensible. But the tune was pretty good.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the water surface was also reflected in an orange-red color.
"It's a pity that after so long, we still haven't found out the origin of the power called 'Yin'." He gently took out a small silver-white mouse-like thing and played with it in his hand.
"The Red Flower Sword Master gave me this. I don't know what it does. He told me to take it when my condition becomes serious. It can delay the condition."
He frowned slightly, and he had studied this little thing carefully these days. This thing looked almost like metal. It just had no spiritual energy fluctuations or other power fluctuations, just like a real little mouse model.
At this time, the corruption on his body became more and more serious, and he remembered again that this thing was the relief item given to him by the Red Flower Sword Master. But he did not dare to fully trust many things in You Mansion. Even if Honghua had no conflict of interest with him,
After all, his own situation is different from other people who enter You Mansion.
After putting away the little mouse, Lin Xin took out the herring lamp. The light inside had completely disappeared and dimmed. It was no different from an ordinary small gem.
While I was thinking for a moment, there were sudden calls of killing from the shore ahead.
"The Red Ridge Gate has arrived! All dharmas retreat!!"
A bright voice came from the distance in the air.
"What a loud tone!" Lin Xin looked far away in the direction of the sound.
Far away from the shore, in a group of gray buildings with sharp corners, a group of men in gray were being surrounded by men in white from the Red Ridge Gate. Amid shouts of death, they kept trying to break out, but to no avail. Every time they broke through, they failed.
He was blocked by blood all over his body.
A huge white dragon-shaped shadow suppressed the sky above the sharp-angled buildings, causing a large area below to be surrounded by a thin white aperture.
There were many carriages and boats passing by nearby, but when they heard the name of Red Ridge Gate, they all sped away as if fleeing for safety. There were many low-level monks among them.
If it weren't for the fact that Lin Xin couldn't use spiritual energy indiscriminately, he would have used magic weapons to rush on his way or speed up his flight. It would be unlikely that he would encounter such an accident again.
"The Red Chi Sect has arrived! All Dharma retreat!!" The Red Chi Sect people on the shore shouted again.
Several people stared at Lin Xin with vigilant eyes, their eyes full of warning.
"Isn't this the headquarters of the Seven Kills Sect?!" In a small boat following Lin Xin, a middle-aged woman walked out with a sword on her back and looked towards the shore with a stunned expression.
"Has even the Seven Kills Clan been wiped out? Is Yuan Qiuque really dead?"
Voices came from a carriage on the shore in the distance.
Lin Xin's five senses were extremely sharp and he could hear clearly.
"Except for the three top masters of the Red Ridge Sect on the Heavenly Ranking, except for the leader of the Red Ridge Huang Sect who is number one on the Heavenly Ranking, the other two are not something that ordinary sects can resist."
"There are only ten people on the Heavenly Ranking, which means that the Central Palace is the strongest. Three of them are from the Red Ridge Sect alone. It is even rumored that Huang Sect Master has surpassed the Heavenly Ranking and has become the strongest demonic sect master in history! Only Jiuque can compete with him now.
Chain."
"How did the Seven Kills Sect get into trouble with the Red Ridge Sect?"
"I heard it was because he refused to recruit followers."
"This is unreasonable! If you don't join, you will be killed? Isn't it too overbearing!?"
"The way of demons is like this. The weak prey on the strong, unlike the righteous way. Alas, it's good that there is still a royal family in the world to suppress it. Otherwise, the Red Ridge Sect"
Lin Xin didn't listen anymore. The words of passers-by and monks who passed by gave him a rough idea of what was happening here.
When the boat passed by the fighting shore, he saw that the last few old, weak, women and children in the building complex were hacked to death by the people from Red Ridge Gate. Even the infant babies were not spared, and their blood flowed all over the ground.
, there are no demonic monks collecting them, it seems that they are kept here to show their power.
After completely killing the last living creature, the people from the Red Ridge Sect entered the building complex again to search. From time to time, they could faintly hear the screams of children being killed. It was obvious that the hidden survivors were killed. (To be continued.