The next day's headlines in major newspapers and on the Internet were about an unknown fire that broke out in a work shed at Liucheng Wharf, killing six people and leaving no one alive. It was found that workers in the work shed randomly pulled wires and caused the fire.
At this time, Qin Lang didn't know that the fire at Liucheng Pier was related to him. He was saying goodbye to Xu Zhen.
"Qin originally planned to leave. This time he came back just to say goodbye to the old gentleman. It is not Qin's style to leave without saying goodbye."
Qin Lang looked at Xu Zhen and said.
"The old man originally planned to go back to Northern Jiangsu after the expo. Since he also plans to leave, the old man also wants to go back and practice quietly in order to reach the master level as soon as possible. If he has time, he must go to northern Jiangsu."
Xu Zhen said to Qin Lang.
"Okay, let's just say goodbye then!"
Qin Lang said goodbye to Xu Zhen, then nodded to Zhang Zhanhai, Zhang Wenmao, Xu Guiru and others before leaving.
Qin Lang, who has entered the foundation building period, no longer needs a car to travel around. He originally planned to wander around Liucheng, so he declined Zhang Wenmao's idea of sending him a car. When he left Zhang's house, there was no one there in the early morning. Qin Lang's figure was...
After flashing, he was already hundreds of meters away. After flashing several times in succession, he headed straight towards the city center of Liucheng City.
When they arrived in the city, more and more people were coming and going. In order to avoid shocking the world, Qin Lang stopped using his physical skills and took a taxi and went directly to the door of a Go club.
With plain white walls and black eaves, the Chess Courtyard gives people a tranquil and peaceful temperament.
Looking at the four characters "Feilong Qiyuan" on the door plaque, Qin Lang muttered silently: "This should be it."
This morning he suddenly received a call. It was actually from Long Xiaoyun. Long Xiaoyun asked him to meet at the Feilong Chess Academy today, saying that he wanted to see him for something.
Qin Lang originally didn't want to come, but Long Xiaoyun mentioned the word elixir, which immediately aroused Qin Lang's interest.
Although elixirs are hard to find in this world, Qin Lang still can't resist the temptation. What's more, he can see that Long Xiaoyun is not the kind of girl who talks nonsense, so he agreed to Long Xiaoyun to come and have a look.
Stepping into the Feilong Chess Courtyard, there are stone tables. There are many apprentices sitting at the stone tables playing chess, all ages, and they are all focused on it.
A young man wearing Hanfu saw Qin Lang walking in and went up to say hello: "Sir, are you here to play chess?"
Qin Lang shook his head: "I'm here to find someone."
"Oh! Then who are you looking for, sir?"
"I came to see Long Xiaoyun, and she said she would wait for me here!"
Qin Lang looked around for a week and didn't see Long Xiaoyun.
"Oh, are you Mr. Qin? Senior Sister Long specially told me, please come with me!"
The young man glanced at Qin Lang and couldn't help but compare him with himself. This boy was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked pretty good, but he was not particularly outstanding. Why did Senior Sister Long fall in love with him?
Qin Lang followed the young man through the open space in front of the door, entered the chess courtyard, and came to a quiet side room.
The door to the side room was not closed, and Long Xiaoyun was sitting alone in front of a plate of endgame in a daze. She was wearing a long pink dress today, and her beautiful face looked even more pure and outstanding.
Next to her, sat Lu Hongyi, who was still dressed in red. This woman seemed to prefer bright red, just like her hot temperament.
What surprised Qin Lang was that behind Long Xiaoyun, there was a middle-aged man in his fifties standing. This man was wearing linen clothes, with his hands clasped in front of him, his eyelids slightly drooped, and the internal energy in his body was surging.
, he is a master-level warrior!
A master-level warrior, his strength is already comparable to that of Sun Kun. In other words, he can be regarded as a hero-like existence.
It's really strange that a master-level warrior would appear next to Long Xiaoyun.
Lu Hongyi was sitting on the side playing with her mobile phone. She noticed someone was coming. When she looked up, she saw it was Qin Lang, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with anger.
"How did you come?"
Lu Hongyi asked Qin Lang angrily.
Qin Lang was too lazy to talk to her and just looked at Long Xiaoyun.
Only then did Long Xiaoyun come back to his senses from the mess. When he saw Qin Lang, he immediately showed a shy smile: "Mr. Qin, you are here. Please sit here."
Long Xiaoyun moved Qin Lang to the coffee table, boiled water, washed the tea sets, then made tea, poured two cups, and placed one cup in front of Qin Lang.
Only then did Qin Lang notice that Long Xiaoyun was not only good at playing Go, but also had a deep understanding of the tea ceremony. This cup of tea smelled fragrant, and it was indeed a good cup of tea.
He happened to feel thirsty after walking all the way, so Qin Lang picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
His actions made Lu Hongyi on the side very disdainful. If Long Xiaoyun hadn't been here, she would have even wanted to yell at him for being an old hater.
"Hmph, you're just making tea for others, give me a cup too."
Lu Hongyi walked to the coffee table with an unhappy look on her face, lifted her skirt and sat down, and said resentfully.
"This cup is for you!"
Long Xiaoyun placed the cup of tea left for herself in front of Lu Hongyi and glared at her angrily.
"Mr. Qin, I invite you here this time because I want you to help me look at something to see if it is the kind of elixir you mentioned."
As Long Xiaoyun spoke, he turned to the master warrior standing aside and said, "Uncle Qiao, please bring that thing to Mr. Qin for inspection."
"Miss, even Mr. Peng doesn't recognize that thing, how can this kid recognize it?"
This Uncle Qiao didn't look so easy to get along with at first glance, so he said rather dissatisfied.
"Uncle Qiao, Mr. Qin is very knowledgeable and talented, you can't be so negligent!"
Long Xiaoyun frowned slightly, obviously unhappy with Uncle Qiao's attitude.
"Yes, miss!"
Uncle Qiao looked at Qin Lang, glared at him fiercely, turned and walked to the bed, and came over holding a box that was more than one meter long and as thick as an arm.
When Qin Lang approached, he gently opened the lid of the box and revealed the contents.
Qin Lang looked intently and saw a stick that looked like sugar cane placed in the box. It was inconspicuous at all, but it had a cold air. Around the thing, the silk cloth originally used to wrap it had frozen.
It's normal to wake up.
"My father got this thing a few days ago. It has a layer of patent leather made of bamboo on the outside, and something soft and water-like on the inside. The whole thing exudes a cold air, which is quite weird."
"I heard what your husband said yesterday and I felt that your knowledge was extraordinary and you might be able to recognize this thing."
Long Xiaoyun briefly introduced the origin of this thing.
Qin Lang didn't listen to what Long Xiaoyun said at this time. He just stared at the sugar cane-like stick. After a while, he suppressed the urge to snatch it away and sighed: "This thing is not
The elixir is more precious than the elixir. You should keep it and don't let others take it away."
"But it's useless for ordinary people to take it away. You have to be a martial arts master to use it."
"Magical weapon?"
Long Xiaoyun was stunned and immediately asked: "Sir, please clarify."
"This thing is a material for making magic weapons! It's called cold oil. Its real use is to smelt magic weapons. It can enhance the magic power of magic weapons. If you can find another smelting material, it can even be directly refined.
Come out with a spiritual weapon!"
In fact, there is one thing Qin Lang didn't say, that is, he has the kind of smelting materials on hand, which are three Xuanshui brains!
With these two materials, Qin Lang can easily refine a spiritual weapon with his strength.
A magic weapon is a weapon with magic power. In many cases, objects that have been illuminated by high-powered masters are also called magic weapons, but their power is different.
But the spiritual weapon is different. The spiritual weapon is a weapon infused with mental power by the ascetic. It is connected with the ascetic's mind and is quite powerful.
If measured in a modern way, a spiritual weapon can withstand bullets without being damaged, but a magical weapon cannot withstand a bullet strike!
So when Qin Lang saw the cold oil just now, he had the idea of snatching it.
But it was just a thought. In his previous life, Qin Lang traveled across various dimensions and had many spiritual weapons, many sacred weapons, and even more than one divine weapon. At this time, it was just an impulse after seeing the material of the spiritual weapon.
"Oh, it turns out it's not a magic medicine. Thank you sir for your advice."
Long Xiaoyun nodded.
"It can be seen that sir seems to be quite interested in this thing. Anyway, I don't know anything about magic weapons or spiritual weapons. If sir likes it, I can give it to him."
Long Xiaoyun waved his hand and continued.
"What? Miss, this, this thing is so precious! We don't know how to refine magic weapons, but he looks like an ordinary person at first glance. How can he refine magic weapons?"
Uncle Qiao, who was holding the cold oil, as a warrior, naturally knew that the materials that could be used to refine magic weapons were very valuable. Long Xiaoyun actually said that he would give them to Qin Lang. This made Uncle Qiao very distressed. He could not say anything.