Daolin rummaged around the restaurant and finally found the intact golden sword under the remains of a table and stool.
"You can go now!" Dorian said, putting the golden knife into the ring.
Under the cover of night, the two ran out of Laiyuan County. As expected, the escort arrived after a long, long time.
"Why are you fighting for your life with them?" Qingjiu asked curiously in the wilderness.
"Have you heard of the Xie Zang Society? They are a member of the Xie Zang Society. Before I came out from home, the town where my ancestors had lived for generations was destroyed by them. Many ordinary people died in that disaster.
so I vow to destroy them." Dorian said firmly.
"Okay, a bad organization like them shouldn't exist. Don't worry, I'll help you!" the alcoholic monk agreed.
"Thank you!" Dolin patted his shoulder movedly.
"Are we going to sleep in the fields again tonight?" Jijiu asked sadly.
"Didn't you always sit cross-legged and meditate before? Why don't you want to do it today? Aren't you Buddhists supposed to have a heart of asceticism?" Daolin asked doubtfully.
"I've said it many times, I'm different from them! I just met you during my meditation last night. After all, I'm not familiar with you. I don't know if you're a good person, so I kept a distance from you. Now that I'm familiar with you, I won't pretend anymore."
Ji Ji said proudly.
"You tell the truth!"
The two of them found a slope with leeward wind to rest. Daolin was seriously injured, but fortunately he had absorbed the Buddhist light emanating from the alcohol-free man before, so a little bandage was enough.
There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Daolin got up on time to practice.
Originally, he was complacent because his cultivation reached the threshold of Kaiyuan, but after seeing the strength of quitting drinking last night, he realized that he was just a frog in the well.
There is a huge gap between a warrior like him who became a monk on the way and those warriors trained by big families and powerful forces since childhood.
Daolin has been practicing "Evergreen Jue" for more than half a year. During these six months, he has really felt that his body is getting stronger, but it is not fast enough and he needs to work harder.
"Too fast!" Jijiu reminded him while looking at Daolin who was practicing boxing.
Dorian ignored the words about quitting drinking and continued to box.
"Stop! Your mind is confused. This is not the right time to practice boxing. Not only will you not make any progress, you may even go crazy!" Jijiu said again.
Dorian stopped breathing heavily, his red skin radiating thick heat.
"Your boxing skills are very exquisite, but the person who taught you boxing skills probably didn't teach you this way, right?" Jijiu came over and asked.
"For example, should you slow down your action of continuously switching fists and palm attacks just now?" Jijiu said while repeating Dowling's previous actions.
Dolin watched Qingjiu demonstrate for himself and gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and started boxing again.
"Naqi Guyuan Fist" was originally very similar to the Tai Chi method of his previous life. Daolin also discovered the shortcomings of his own practice. With the series of things he encountered recently, he was too eager for quick success.
Jijiu looked at Dolin who had recovered, nodded in admiration, and walked aside to drink.
After calming down, Daolin found that although his movements had become slower now, the effect of bone refining was getting better and better, and he could better cooperate with the practice of "Evergreen Jue".
Soon his skin began to turn red again, and a large amount of black impurities were refined into his bones, which was many times better than before.
After playing the "Naqi Guyuan Boxing Technique" five times, he had turned into a black-armored man. Due to the discharge of a large amount of impurities, the high temperature on his body solidified and hardened it.
"Thank you for your guidance. The effect looks much better now. I'm going to find a place to take a bath first. Just wait for me." Dolin smiled at the alcohol-free person, and the hard shell of black impurities on his face cracked and leaked out.
He has big white teeth and looks very funny.
"I just took a look on the slope. There is a small puddle 200 meters north. You can go there and take a bath." Jijiu pointed to the north and said.
Dolin no longer hesitated, turned around and ran towards the north, his speed actually became much faster under his full strength.
In a two-meter-square natural puddle, Dolin took a quick bath and felt refreshed. Even the internal injuries from last night were almost healed.
Taking out a new set of clothes from the ring, Dolin strolled back to the slope.
"Thank you for reminding me. As a reward, I will cook you a good meal. What would you like to eat?"
Jijiu's eyes lit up when he heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat ribs!"
So, Daolin and Jiujiu were on the road again, passing by a village on the way. Daolin spent money to buy pork ribs from a farmer's house, and personally made a braised pork ribs for Jiujiu.
He stopped drinking and ate so much that he enjoyed it, and vowed to hang out with Dolin from now on, not for any other reason than because Dolin's cooking was so delicious.
"You never said what you were going to do in the Imperial City?" After they had finished drinking and eating, the two left. Dolin asked curiously on the way.
"Go to the Warrior Academy in the Imperial Capital to study." The alcohol-free monk said calmly.
"Academy? Study? You are already at the peak of being a master, and you still want to study? Who will teach you? The emperor?" Dolin asked a bunch of questions in surprise.
"You have been living in a small town, and you are no longer clear about the outside world. Now there is no such thing as a sect. What exists is an academy.
First, resources can be merged. For example, the three original sects can be merged into one academy, and those useless ordinary disciples can be eliminated and only qualified geniuses can be trained. In this way, it can be ensured that the strength of the academy will not decrease but increase.
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The second is to facilitate management. The establishment of major colleges can allow those talented students to receive their own education, and control the students so that they will not be snatched away by evil forces.
Graduates can choose their own path in the future, and as long as they don't join the evil to stop them, the college will not force them."
Daolin was stunned for a while. Only then did he realize that the news he heard from Wei Zhengyang was just the tip of the iceberg. Sure enough, people still need to go out more.
"Then which college are you going to?" Dolin asked curiously.
"If nothing else, it should be the Imperial City Shenwu Academy. After all, he has more strength and resources." Jijiu thought for a while and said.
"They are eager to steal your strength. They must be extremely happy to have an eighteen-year-old peak master-level student for nothing." Daolin said enviously.
"That's not necessarily true. Although my qualifications are pretty good, my realm has already been finalized and I don't need them to shape it for me, so there may not be any academy willing to hire me." Jijiu shook his head and said.
Dolin didn't understand again. He was very good at quitting drinking. Which college wouldn't rush for such a genius to join the academy?
A month later, they finally arrived at the Shenwu Imperial Capital, the center of the empire.