The four people got off the plane and walked out of the airport.
The Lin family sent a special car to pick up Lin Yanyan and Xiao Ling. Seeing that no one came to pick up Ma Long and Mr. Han, Lin Yanyan invited them to get in the car together, but Mr. Han refused.
"No, no, no." Mr. Han waved for them to get in the car quickly. It was cold outside. "We are not on the same road. Xiaoma and I can just find a taxi."
After the car that picked up Xiao Ling and Lin Yanyan drove away, Mr. Han called a taxi and told the driver the name of a big hotel. The taxi drove in the opposite direction of the car.
In less than an hour, the taxi stopped outside a luxurious hotel. The two of them came to the front desk and checked in.
"You go back and take a shower and rest first. We will go upstairs to have dinner together later."
"Okay." Ma Long and Old Man Han said goodbye at the door of the room.
Arriving at his residence, Ma Long saw that the room was very spacious, about 100 square meters, and the room was very clean. The decoration was luxurious but not vulgar. This environment made Ma Long very satisfied. He thought that the one-day rent for this apartment would definitely not be expensive.
It was cheap, but Mr. Han did not save on accommodation. However, Ma Long was very happy to have to live in this room for some time to come.
After taking a shower and changing into new clothes, Ma Long took a rest, made a phone call with Shen Bingbing and the others, and hugged Ping An. Then he received a call from Mr. Han, asking him to have dinner in the lobby on the 15th floor.
The two had a simple dinner together, and Mr. Han originally wanted to ask Ma Long to go out for a walk.
"Forget it today," Ma Long declined politely. "There will be plenty of time in the future. You can go back to your room and rest."
"You are really considerate." Mr. Han stood up with a smile, "Okay, let's go to bed early. My friends will come to see me tomorrow."
Returning to the room again, Ma Long stood on the balcony and blew in the evening breeze. The capital city, which had already entered winter, was colder than Nanhai City, but Ma Long liked the cold feeling. There were often waves of heat in his body.
The rising temperature is unbearable, as if there is a fire burning. If the immortal energy hadn't been suppressed by force, I would have suffered even sleeping.
But now, as Ma Long's cultivation level improved, the heat in his body became increasingly difficult to suppress, as if the invisible fire also increased with his cultivation level.
This is also one of the questions that Ma Long wants to ask the practitioners in the capital. He hopes that someone can help him solve his doubts. Even Yaoyao can't explain the reason for this. And Ma Long feels that if he just lets it go, it will be harmful to him in the future.
The damage will also be great.
After sitting on the balcony for half the night, Ma Long returned to the room, circulated the immortal energy in his body, and started practicing.
Although he was two levels short of the golden elixir refining achievement, without external drugs and other aids, Ma Long found that the speed of cultivation was not as slow as usual. He also hoped that he could find heavenly materials and earthly treasures this time in a big city like the capital.
However, he didn't have high hopes. After all, this kind of natural treasure rarely appeared in such a big city, but he might happen to have it for sale at any auction.
Early the next morning, Ma Long was woken up by a phone call. It was Mr. Han who asked him to go to his room, saying that someone wanted to see him.
After getting up, Malone finished washing up, and then came to Mr. Han's room. Before he entered, he heard talking and laughing inside. Malone knocked on the door, and the door was opened.
The person who opened the door was a man Ma Long had never seen before. He looked about fifty years old, but Ma Long couldn't tell his age. His eyes were shining brightly. He stood at the door and stared at Ma Long for a long time.
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"It's a pony, come in quickly!"
After the man stepped away, Ma Long walked into the room and saw Mr. Han and an old man of about the same age in military uniform sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing. After seeing Ma Long come in, both of them turned their heads.
"This is the Ma Long I told you." Mr. Han introduced, "The master I met in Nanhai. Xiao Ma, this is Lao Gu. You can call him whatever you want. The master who opened the door is Yu Yiming.
Master, I am a cultivator like you."
"Hello, Mr. Gu, hello, Master Yu." Ma Long greeted the two of them politely. But both of them nodded, their eyes full of distrust.
Mr. Gu whispered in Mr. Han's ear: "This is the new master you have met. You must not have been deceived. How old he is, how capable he can be."
"I'm not as stupid as you. How could I be deceived?" Mr. Han glanced at Ma Long with an embarrassed expression, lowered his voice and whispered to Mr. Gu, "Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Ma is capable.
people."
Although both of them deliberately lowered their voices, Ma Long had sharp ears and eyes. Not to mention that he was in the same room, even if Ma Long was standing downstairs, as long as he wanted to listen, he could hear everything clearly using the listening technique. But the other party was still in the same room.
Ma Long didn't think it mattered that he looked down on himself because of his age. If he really had a big beard in his old age, what's the point of practicing Taoism?
"Whether it's a mule or a horse, it has to be pulled out for a ride." Mr. Gu turned his head and looked at Ma Long again, his eyes full of contempt, "Brother Yu, what do you think of this little friend?"
Yu Yiming looked at Ma Long indifferently, and then said: "It seems that he is just a novice in the foundation building stage."
The foundation building stage?! Ma Long held back his laughter. That was his level a few months ago, but now he has entered the elixir formation stage and will be able to form the golden elixir soon.
Now, Ma Long had an estimate of the strength of the old man in front of him: because he couldn't see clearly the cultivation level he was dealing with, which meant that his cultivation level must be higher than his own, but not much higher, and he was probably the same as himself.
, has not yet been gathered into a golden elixir. In this case, it is just one level higher than myself.
As for why the old man couldn't see his own cultivation, Ma Long thought of two possibilities: First, the old man didn't seriously feel Ma Long's immortal energy at all, and only judged based on age and experience. Generally, young people are in the foundation building stage. There is another possibility.
It may be that the old man practiced a heretical way, that is, he was only half jealous, and he could not detect the results of Ma Long's cultivation in the right way.
"Boy, which sect are you from?" Yu Yiming asked.
Ma Long shook his head: "There is no school or sect."
"Oh, he's still a self-taught person?" Yu Yiming was slightly surprised, and then his expression softened, "She's just like me, not bad, not bad." He nodded appreciatively.
Then he asked: "Then you must not know what the yin and yang and the five elements in your body belong to?"
Yin Yang and Five Elements? Ma Long shook his head in confusion: "Please give me some advice."
