Although Qing Pheasant looks old, he has a sincere attitude and is very talkative. After going back and forth, he actually started chatting with Lin Jin. He took the initiative to learn about the current affairs in Middle-earth, and the conversation was in full swing. Lin Jin also talked about the current situation.
When the situation was narrated, Qing Zhi looked surprised and listened with fascination.
When he heard that there were no immortals in the Middle Earth, but the blood contract beast pet method was flourishing, Qing Pheasant's eyes widened.
"What is the principle of this blood contract?"
It can be seen that this old man also has a thoughtful character. The method of blood contract is not a secret. Almost everyone in the Middle Earth knows it. Lin Jin then explains it to Qing Zhi. The latter listens carefully, sometimes pondering, sometimes thinking.
nod.
Unconsciously, both of them forgot the time. Counting the time, it was already late at night.
At this moment, there was a crisp bird song outside, like a lonely bird chirping on a certain branch. It was very casual, but the old man Qingzhi was obviously stunned when he heard it. He immediately counted the time, and then there was a sound.
Pat your forehead.
"Mr. Lin, I didn't expect it to be so late." He stood up quickly while speaking.
Lin Jin smiled: "It doesn't matter, I can't sleep anyway, so it's good to chat for a while."
The old man Qingzhi glanced out the window seemingly unintentionally, and then said with his hands: "It's getting late, Mr. Lin should go to bed early, Qingzhi won't disturb you, so I'll take my leave."
Lin Jin saw that the old man had something to do, so he didn't say much, just responded, and the other man turned around and walked out.
At this time, a breeze blew up outside the yard. Lin Jin looked around and saw that the blue pheasant was no longer there. It must have flown away in the wind.
"You are leaving in such a hurry, is there something urgent?" Lin Jin murmured to himself, shook his head and prepared to go back to the house.
Lin Jin was really not interested in what Old Man Qingzhi was going to do, but just when he was about to go back, his nose moved and he stopped.
Demonic spirit.
Although it was light and mixed with a floral scent, it still couldn't be hidden from Lin Jin's nose.
As a beast appraiser, Lin Jin's eyes and nose are the most brilliant. In addition, Lin Jin is well-informed and will not let go of even some details that others would overlook.
Just like the fleeting trace of evil spirit just now.
"Interesting!" Lin Jin frowned, but there was curiosity and amusement in his eyes. Obviously, the old man Qingzhi who left in a hurry just now should be related to the trace of evil spirit just now.
Of course, this is just Lin Jin's guess and intuition. I don't know if it is true or not.
Lin Jin, who was about to walk back to the house, was full of curiosity at this time. He wanted to follow him to see what the old man Qingzhi was doing and to find out the source of the evil spirit.
But then I thought about it.
Why bother.
Maybe because of my curiosity this time, I will cause other troubles. After all, I am a guest in Xuan Dao Sect now, and it is not easy to get into so many things.
"It's better to keep a low profile. If you're not curious or impulsive, you won't have any other troubles." Lin Jin stabilized his mind at this time and walked back to the house.
Next he just needs to wait quietly.
The biggest reward will be when Master Miaoyan uses the power of the True Immortal to help him refine the Purple Thunder Needle. When the time comes, he can help the Qilin Immortal Beast heal its injuries, and everything will be fine. Not only will he gain favor from the Xuan Dao Sect, but he will also get the Purple Thunder Needle.
Immortal treasure of the same level.
This is what matters.
After returning to the house, Lin Jin poured the boiled tea and began to read the books again.
Although he is only half-assed in the cultivation of immortality, he is actually much stronger than ordinary people. Coupled with the blessing of the blood contract beast, Lin Jin has no problem at all without sleeping for several days, especially after the battle with Gui Yanpo
, this is even more true when spiritual thoughts are strengthened.
After watching this for more than an hour, Lin Jin heard a sudden sound of wind outside, followed by a knock on the door.
Listening to the sound, the person knocking on the door was obviously anxious, but he seemed to be suppressing it deliberately.
"Come in."
Lin Jin knew who the visitor was from the commotion just now. Except for the little fairy Qing Pheasant, there was no one else.
Sure enough, Qing Zhi opened the door and came in with some suppressed haste.
"What's wrong?" Lin Jin put down the book in his hand, raised his head and asked.
With a plop, the old man Qingzhi knelt down.
"Mr. Lin, there is something I need to ask you to do."
Lin Jin quickly got up and helped the old man up. Although the man respectfully called him husband and was arranged by Chen Xuankong to take care of his disciples, no matter what, Lin Jin would not deliberately show off his age and realm.
What a rack.
"What happened?" Lin Jin asked carefully. Old Man Qingzhi hesitated again and again. Maybe it was because the matter was really urgent. Then he sighed and said, "Mr. Lin, to be honest, this is what happened..."
Blushing, Qingzhi told the story exactly as it was.
Lin Jin listened and looked strange for a moment.
No wonder Qing Zhi was so hesitant just now, and logically speaking, if a disciple of Xuan Dao Sect has something to do, he should seek help from the sect as soon as possible, instead of coming to see himself as a guest.
From this point of view, it is definitely unusual for Qingzhi to ask for help.
This sounds like it is indeed the case.
It turns out that Aoki Pheasant couldn't bear the loneliness in the past years and met a banshee.
In the land outside the territory, there are not only immortals, but also many demon cultivators who thrive here. Although many of them are ferocious beasts with undeveloped spiritual intelligence, there are also demon cultivators who have developed spiritual intelligence and have mastered wonderful cultivation methods.
What Qing Pheasant knows is a thousand-year-old oriole demon.
In other words, it's a bird.
This banshee has been cultivating for thousands of years and has long been able to transform into a human form, and her cultivation is not weak. After meeting Qing Zhi, she actually regarded each other as a confidant and became a partner.
However, Xuan Dao Sect is a famous sect in the immortal world. Although they can't help but make friends with demon cultivators, it is still too exciting and outrageous to form a companion and fellow cultivator, so of course Qing Pheasant has to hide this matter from the sect and dare not make it public.
, I usually meet the yellow warbler in private to relieve each other's loneliness.
Today is also the day for this pair of fateful mandarin ducks to have a private meeting. It was just that Qing Pheasant had forgotten the time because she was chatting happily with Lin Jin. This made the straightforward Huang Ying Yao unhappy and came to remind her that it was Lin Jin who had just met before.
That bird song I heard.
Originally, this matter would have ended here, but who would have thought that something would go wrong later.
"My Taoist companion, she, she offended another powerful demon without knowing it. She was injured by that demon before and didn't take it seriously. But just now, she suddenly vomited blood and fell unconscious.
I, I used the spell but it had no effect, and I don’t know what happened. Seeing that she was dying, I remembered that Mr. Lin is a beast appraiser and has the magical power to heal ferocious beasts..."
Lin Jin completely understood.
Speaking of which, it was because of what Lin Jin told Qing Pheasant that he made up his mind and came to ask for help.
Lin Jin didn't refuse. As an animal appraiser, it was normal for him to lend a helping hand when encountering this kind of thing, just like a doctor who treats illnesses and saves people. Besides, the green pheasant came to his door for help. The old man was a nice person and he didn't mean to harm anyone.