At this time, Lin Ji's injuries had already recovered to some extent.
Ever since that day when he discovered the change in the Book of Cause and Effect, he had been practicing in seclusion in his room.
This morning, Lin Ji slowly woke up from practice.
As soon as I thought about it, a transparent little person appeared in front of me.
The agility in the physical eyes immediately dissipated and turned into a grayish white. The transparent villain held an equally transparent small sword in his hand and slashed out with a decent sword.
Invisible fluctuations spread, but before the sword intent could cause damage, the soul returned to the physical body.
Lin Ji suddenly opened his eyes on the bed, waved his sleeves, and the power of his soul disappeared.
"The She Shen Sword is finally finished." Lin Ji chuckled twice.
There is only one form of the She Shen Sword, which consumes the power of the soul to fight, but the power of the soul is not very good. If it is used with the physical body, the power of the soul and the spiritual energy complement each other, and the power is doubled.
It's just that this sword is not easy to learn. If he hadn't used that sword inexplicably in the battle with the demon fox that day, and he also had an epiphany, he might not have been able to perfect this sword technique in the past half month.
“Could this adventure be an epiphany?”
Similar things had never happened before, so Lin Ji didn't feel too surprised.
In addition, this epiphany also allowed him to learn the art of wind control.
There are three types of wind control skills, namely wind rising and clouds, wind rolling and remaining clouds, and wind tiger and cloud dragon.
These three postures must activate the power of heaven and earth, and must use the soul as a medium. No wonder it can be practiced in the fifth realm.
Now Lin Ji can barely use Wind and Clouds, which is basically a state where he summons a cloud and blows a gust of wind.
It's not very practical when fighting enemies, but it can be used to act like a ghost in response to people's prayers for rain.
However, Lin Ji couldn't control whether the rain cloud he summoned was a rain cloud, so although this magical power was good, it was not as practical as imagined.
But after all, it is a method that can only be used in the night travel realm.
In addition, Lin Ji originally thought that after breaking through the fifth realm, he would be able to activate the power of the fourth star.
But after several attempts, he discovered that Tianquan, the fourth star after Tianshu, Tianxuan, and Tianji, was not something he could activate now.
The further you go, the more difficult it becomes.
"The Arctic function points directly to the seventh realm. It is really not that easy to cultivate." After another failed attempt, Lin Ji was not discouraged.
He has gained enough from this half month of practice, and there is no need to be greedy for more.
On the contrary, Lin Ji felt that it might be time to stabilize his cultivation for a while.
After finishing the practice, Lin Ji packed up his things and left the room.
After calling Zhong Xiaoyan and Wu Nan, they packed their luggage and checked out, and then the three of them went to the Yuquan County government office together.
Lin Ji simply dictated what happened to Hu Feier and Granny Hua, and specifically asked the Yuquan County Magistrate to indicate in the file that the matter was related to the fox demon case in Qingyang County, and that the two cases should be investigated together and closed if possible.
After completing these trivial matters, they rejected the request of the county magistrate and the head catcher to retain him, and the three of them left Yuquan County together and continued southward.
After leaving Yuquan County, snowflakes began to fall in the sky.
Zhong Xiaoyan suddenly tugged on Lin Ji's sleeve.
"What's wrong?"
"In a few days, it will be the New Year."
Lin Ji was stunned for a moment and chuckled twice.
"The day comes very quickly."
Zhong Xiaoyan sighed: "The first year of Emperor Pei's reign was really difficult for the Qin Dynasty."
"The year name is Shengyuan." Lin Ji corrected, "You should say it is the first year of Shengyuan."
"I am no longer a member of the Tiansi Supervisor, and I don't need to care about you officials who break the rules." Zhong Xiaoyan was unwilling to change her words, "What about the emperor? As a monk, I respect heaven, earth, parents, and teachers, but only
Disrespect the emperor."
"It's up to you." Lin Ji actually didn't care much about it.
But as an official in Jiantiansi, there are still some things that you should be taboo about.
Calling Emperor Pei directly and being overheard is always a clue.
…
In the second year of Shengyuan.
Spring Festival, heavy snow.
The snow in the sky is flying, with the south wind blowing, and the slope is uniform.
Next to the official road, inside the dilapidated mountain temple.
A man, a woman and a monk were sitting around the fire, drinking wine and talking nonsense.
There were more than just the three of them in the temple. There were also two fires on the other two sides, and people were gathering in front of the fires.
There are passers-by who go home at the end of the year, but the road is blocked by heavy snow and they have no choice but to stop.
There are businessmen who travel long distances and do business abroad.
There were schoolchildren huddled next to their mothers to keep warm by the firelight, holding books in their hands and studying them carefully.
He has a sinister look on his face, a big knife on his back, and a charlatan who pours wine into his stomach.
People traveling from north to south were trapped in the dilapidated mountain temple due to the heavy snow.
The hole in the door of the ruined temple was blocked with clothes, but it was not blocked tightly. Cold wind always slipped in through the cracks, causing everyone to shrink their necks and shiver.
After another two ounces of wine, Lin Ji yawned, stood up and stretched.
Pretending to tighten his clothes, he looked at the other two groups of people avoiding the snow.
"Mr. Lin." Everyone quickly wanted to get up.
Lin Ji shook his head and told them to sit still.
"Don't mess with it on a cold day, just stick to the old rules."
"No problem." The traveler nodded repeatedly and took out three more jars of wine from his goods.
It’s a shame that this man was able to cram both horses and carts into this ruined temple.
Thanks to the spaciousness of this ruined temple and the carriage occupying a corner, except for the unpleasant smell, it didn't seem crowded at all.
As for the smell, it was freezing cold and everyone had weak noses, so no one cared.
Wu Nan on the other side stood up and brought three jars of wine to his side of the fire.
This is the rule in the mountain temple these days.
Merchants would sell wine on the condition that they bring their carriage goods into the temple for preservation.
Lin Ji and the others got wine and then went to hunt some game to share with them.
Naturally, Lin Ji and the others are not afraid of this little bit of snow.
If they hadn't seen so many people gathered in this mountain temple, the three of them would have continued on their way.
But just when Lin Ji was about to go hunting, the door of the mountain temple was pushed open again.
There was a man and a woman, wearing brocade hats and mink fur. They looked warm and wealthy.
It was in sharp contrast to all the Kuhaha people in the temple.
But at this moment, the faces of the man and the woman were pale, and their lips were a little chapped.
If it was just like this, Lin Ji wouldn't care at all. It's just two more mouths to eat. It would be easy for them to catch a wild boar.
But Lin Ji just stared at the man with his eyes wide open.
The man also looked at Lin Ji, his eyes full of astonishment.
"Boss?!"
"Weekly money?!"
The two looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
There really is no place in life where we don’t meet each other.
But then, Zhou Qian's expression changed slightly, and he immediately grabbed his wife Xiao Mei beside him, turned around and walked out.