Lin Ji was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly excused himself: "The three swords of heaven, earth, and man are all the treasures of the Sansheng Cave that have been passed down to this day. I dare not accept such a precious thing!"
Earth Sage said solemnly: "Little friend Lin, you don't have to shirk! Since the three sects were unified, our sect has still practiced different methods and has no unified history. Senior brother has no choice but to do this. A few days ago, senior brother suddenly realized that there is something in heaven. He said it personally
You told me to give these three swords to my little friend, I think it must have a profound meaning!"
"My little friend already has amazing luck, and now he has come out all over the world. His achievements in the future will definitely be extraordinary! If I give you this sword as a gift, I wonder if you will gain some good luck!"
The Earth Sage waved his hand with a smile and said: "Take it, take it! God sends blessings, and the sword follows the Lord. My little friend, just accept it! If not, how will I report to my senior brother when I go back?"
"Then..." Lin Ji hesitated for a moment, then saluted and said, "Thank you, senior!"
Earth Sage stood up and returned the salute, and said casually: "Senior brother also said that you must have some unanswered questions about your trip to the secret realm. If you have free time, you can go to the Three Saints Back Mountain. Senior brother, I promise you will tell me everything! I still have something to do.
Shen. Xiaoyou Lin, see you tomorrow!"
As he said that, he cupped his hands slightly towards Lin Ji and turned into a breeze and flew away in the air.
Lin Ji watched the breeze, put away his swords, and then rose into the air towards the north.
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Although Yunzhou and Jingzhou are only separated by a river, the climate between the two places is very different.
It was July, the season when the sky was like fire.
But in Yunzhou, Jiangbei, it is cool and pleasant, and there is even a hint of the chill of early autumn.
Lin Ji traveled north for more than 300 miles and saw a desolate landscape.
Yunzhou is located in the northern border. For thousands of years, it has been fighting endless battles with the barbarians in the far north. Not to mention that the world was in chaos at this time. Even at the beginning of the Qin Dynasty, when the whole country was prosperous, the land of Yunzhou had never been more than half.
Days of tranquility have always been a place of exile, and Manchuria is full of miserable victims!
Nowadays, even more so!
First there was military chaos, then there was banditry, and the Evil Corpse Cult was rampant.
At this time, Yunzhou was already empty and desolate.
There are deserted villages everywhere and crop fields overgrown with weeds.
Lin Ji's eyes were filled with sadness, and he sighed deeply!
Si Wuming wants to reach the realm of heaven and humans, and deliberately intends to bring chaos to the world!
The monks are trying to share their luck and let the common people suffer!
Even the Qin family, which has great power, is willing to use its tactics to treat the people of the world as pawns!
But what the world refers to is not the land of the world, but all the peoples of the world!
It doesn’t matter whether it’s imperial power or building a gate.
If there are no living people, what will be the continuation after hundreds of years and thousands of years?
It doesn’t matter whether it’s wealth or honor, or cultivation.
If there were no other people, what would happen if you were the only one in heaven and earth?
Why!
Maybe Grandpa Lu is right!
This world of chaos must finally come to an end!
Lin Ji thought about it as he headed north for more than a hundred miles.
When they turned around a small hillock covered with grass, a group of ragged victims appeared not far away. One by one, they carried their families and families and ran towards the dilapidated temple opposite, which had half of its walls broken down by dust.
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Lin Ji felt curious and followed the others all the way.
Following the panting refugees along the way, I looked closer and saw a three-legged table with stones in front of the small temple.
The table was covered with a mountain of hot white-faced steamed buns.
A large black iron pot was placed in front of the small table. Pale white heat filled the air, and the sweet smell of rice porridge hit your nostrils.
A group of refugees rushed forward but did not push or fight. They quickly formed a long queue in a very orderly manner.
The young and old are in front, the young and strong are behind.
Although all the skinny faces were staring at the rice porridge in the steamed bun pot on the table, their greedy eyes seemed to burst out with fire. But no one dared to grab it.
It seems that they did not come in one day.
The people who share the porridge and give alms have some tricks up their sleeves.
"Don't worry, we all have a share!"
At this moment, a rather familiar voice came from the small temple.
Immediately afterwards, two figures walked out of it.
Lin Ji took a quick look and recognized him immediately.
It is Ji Liu from Longchang Chamber of Commerce.
When I met Lu Cong and Beishang again in Yunzhou, I had met this caravan halfway.
Unexpectedly, we met here again.
Ji Liu took a little girl about eleven or twelve years old and walked quickly to the table while rolling up his sleeves.
"Take your time, you all have a share!" Ji Liu said, grabbed a big spoon and knocked hard on the edge of the iron pot, "Come on, folks! Dinner is ready!"
The crowd was stirring and slowly moving forward.
“Boss Ji is such a nice guy!”
"Longchang Xinglong!"
"What a great benefactor!"
"Boss Ji has a long life."
…
One by one, the refugees came forward and said auspicious words, and then each received a bowl of white rice porridge and a big hot steamed bun.
Although it is not enough to fill the stomach, it is enough to survive!
Especially in Yunzhou at this time, in the current situation, it is even more rare to dream of being able to eat refined grain white noodles!
Soon, as the crowd continued to move forward.
There are fewer and fewer steamed buns on the table, and the gruel in the pot has also reached the bottom.
When he met a thin man with a face full of mud, not only had the buns on the table been distributed, but there was not even much porridge in the pot.
Ji Liutao barely filled the bottom of the pot with half a bowl, and the six or seven people who were still looking at the back eagerly said apologetically: "Brothers, I'm sorry, that's all for today. Let's go early tomorrow."
!”
"Tomorrow? Do you still have a tomorrow?"
Among the only six or seven people left, a slightly sharp voice suddenly came out.
When everyone took a look, they saw that he was an extremely tall and strong man wearing a worn-out straw hat.
The brim of the hat was pressed so low that his face was almost invisible, and only a red, centipede-like protruding scar stretched diagonally from his chin to the base of his neck.
He held his arms across his shoulders, and a bundle of thick and long grass was swept across his back.
Standing out like a flock of chickens, extremely conspicuous.
"I said, why are you talking to Boss Ji?"
There was a dark-faced man with small eyes in the crowd, who reprimanded him with great dissatisfaction: "These days, when there are natural disasters and wars everywhere, Boss Ji can still have a great heart and provide food and porridge. How big a good deed is this? These days
As more and more people gather, it is inevitable that there will be less. What’s wrong with missing a meal? People will never die from hunger! If you are sensible, you should quickly admit your mistake to Boss Ji!"
"that is!"
"Hurry up and make amends to Boss Ji!"
"Otherwise I'll give you a good look!"
Several other people also rushed to say.
But that guy didn't even look at the people, he just passed over everyone's heads, stared at Ji Liu behind the long table and said: "Ji Liu, you are so brave! You committed murder and embezzled a whole ship of goods.
After all, you are actually serving the public good for your own benefit, and dare to give all the food stored in Yunzhou to these poor people! Aren't you afraid that the shopkeeper will deal with you? "
When Ji Liu heard this, he quickly threw the big spoon, raised his fist at the man and said, "I have sent a letter to the shopkeeper and the boss to inform the owner of this matter. I wonder who the brother is?"
"What the hell!" the man took a step forward and said, "The letter is still on the way, and my boss hasn't replied yet! But you have almost divided up all that batch of food, right? I'm here to get your head. You can go back by yourself."
Let’s make it clear to our boss!”
As he said that, the man reached out and grabbed it.
Whoosh!
Ji Liu's body suddenly lifted off the ground with his feet, knocking over the wooden table with a clang, and flew straight towards the man.
boom!
The weirdo closed his big hands, pinched Ji Liu's neck tightly, and asked sternly: "Tell me! Where did you hide that ship!"