Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 22 Entering Jiangnan

The grass grows and the warbler flies to the sky in March, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke when they blow the embankment.

Qi Lin followed Sikong Changfeng all the way south, and after running for half a month, he finally entered the border of Jiangnan.

The bitter cold wind with sand grains in the northwest has turned into the intoxicating spring breeze with the fragrance of flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, blowing towards the face, with a kind of magical power that makes people's bones crisp.

"Brother Qi, isn't the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River much better than the scenery in the northwest?"

On the carriage, Sikong Qianluo, dressed in yellow, spoke to Qi Lin with his eyes closed and resting his mind with a somewhat proud tone.

Not long after departure, Tang Lian received news from Xueyue City, and went to perform other tasks.

The resentful Sikong Changfeng was also repeatedly bombarded by the elders' flying pigeons, and then he took a step back to the city to deal with the accumulated affairs.

Gun Immortal can ride the wind, but Sikong Qianluo doesn't have such a cultivation level yet.

So, Qi Lin, Minghou Yueji, and Sikong Qianluo were left in the southbound team.

Qi Lin is determined to understand and integrate into this world, so he stops and stops along the way, asking questions every time he goes to a new place.

Sikong Qianluo was addicted to being a knight-errant, and he wanted to go back to Xueyue City's home, but Qi Lin behaved strangely, asking him what to do and not saying anything.

As time went by, the eldest lady finally couldn't bear Qi Lin's resentment, and would sarcastically say something from time to time.

"The land in the south of the Yangtze River is indeed much more fertile than that in the northwest, but the people who work in the fields are still suffering, there is no difference."

Qi Lin has already tasted enough natural scenery, and he really can't arouse any interest.

Few of the artificial creations can compare to the high-rise buildings that Qi Lin is tired of seeing in later generations.

So, his only focus is on people.

"Hey, Miss Ben is asking about the scenery, so don't answer the question, okay?" Sikong Qianluo clasped his hands on his chest, angrily.

Qi Lin sighed. He once tried to explain to Sikong Qianluo the reason for his investigation.

But the other party really didn't understand or said he didn't care, so he didn't force it.

Just like now, Qi Lin didn't force himself to say anything, and said according to the little girl's intention: "The scenery is not bad, everywhere is lush and green, and the eyes are full of purple and red. That's it?"

"What is it?" Sikong Qianluo didn't care about Qi Lin's evaluation at first, her attention was all on a pause.

"It seems to rain from time to time these few days." Qi Lin opened the curtain, looked out the window, and looked at the silted clouds.

"Minghou, how many times has it rained these days?"

Minghou and Yueji are familiar with the south of the Yangtze River. People here are rich and can afford to hire killers, so Qi Lin asked them to be the drivers.

"Sir, since we entered Jiangnan, we have encountered six unexplained rains."

"Brother Qi, what's wrong with the rain?" Although Sikong Qianluo sometimes likes to play a little temper, he is quite reliable when it comes to big things.

Qi Lin stretched out his hand out of the window, and immediately raindrops fell on his palm.

He rubbed the water droplets between his fingers, smiled slightly and said, "I'm not sure if there is any problem. However, since it's raining, we have to find a place to live."

"That's right, after a day's ride in the carriage, I'm about to fall apart." Sikong Qianluo didn't think too much, and only listened to Qi Lin's arrangement.

Hearing this, Marquis Ming flicked his horsewhip, and after running for a while, he entered an inn.

"Guest officer, please come inside!" Xiao Er came up to greet the guest, entertaining the guest skillfully.

With infuriating body protection, they didn't get wet.

Qi Lin then threw out a penny and said, "Come to two rooms, a table of hot meals, dishes in any style, hurry up."

With money, the enthusiastic Xiao Er became even more enthusiastic, entertained everyone to sit down, and then went to the back kitchen.

"Brother Qi, is there any problem with the rain?"

As soon as he sat down, Sikong Qianluo couldn't wait to figure out the problem.

Minghou and Yueji remained silent, they were more and more used to this kind of life, as long as they ran around with Qi Lin, the thigh guide, they didn't need to kill people, and they didn't have to worry about being killed.

In such an environment, the murderous nature of this two-frame killer has also disappeared a lot, and he has become more human-like.

Although Minghou has not forgotten the revenge of his family being killed, he is not as eager as before. He knows how to keep the water flowing and destroy everything about the old man Tianquan.

Qi Lin knocked on the table with his fingers in turn, and waited for Xiaoer to come up before asking: "Brother Xiaoer, we are from the northwest, and we have never seen the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Why is it rainy for several days in a row?"

"The guest officer was joking. There is never a time when it doesn't rain in the south of the Yangtze River. However, it is really wrong that the rain has stopped and stopped for a while. But no one can know the temper of God, so it will rain when it rains."

Xiao Er put the hot food on the table, and then went to greet other guests.

Qi Lin picked up the bowl and knocked on the table. The invisible wind was blowing around, and he said, "Even the locals say that. It seems that there is something wrong with the rain."

"Be careful when you go to sleep tonight, don't let someone put you down with smoke."

Speaking of which, Qi Lin threw out three sachets. These are the medicines he made on the road, which can filter most of the smoke.

Minghou, Yueji, and Sikong Qianluo picked up the sachet and smelled it, and immediately felt refreshed, and the fatigue of the day's work seemed to have disappeared.

"Are they coming tonight?" The three of them were all curious, wanting to know how Qi Lin made such a clever plan.

Qi Lin said bluntly: "Actually, I don't even know whether this rainy day is abnormal or man-made. However, be prepared."

"Look at Qianluo, look at Yueji, what a beautiful girl, maybe someone will try to trick them into being a flower picker."

Yueji has long been used to being praised for her beauty, and she just smiled.

As for Sikong Qianluo, a blush appeared on his face.

"After dinner, Yueji and Qianluo will take a room. Minghou, come with me. Your mentality has recovered pretty well recently. It's time for me to teach you something."

Qi Lin arranged these things in a few words, and no one had any opinions.

There are not so many rules for the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes. After eating a big mouthful, let Xiaoer lead the way into the room.

It was cloudy and rainy, and it got dark early.

Ming Hou sat on the ground, with the giant golden sword on the side, and asked strangely:
"What are you going to teach me, sir?"

Qi Lin rubbed his chin, and said slowly: "Although I can know sword skills, I only understand a little bit. You have learned other things for a while, and you won't be able to use them."

"Well, I will teach you how to understand the power of heaven and earth."

Qi Lin raised his sword finger, and Ben Lei's true energy surged and turned into sword energy.

"Crack!"

Just at this moment, the thunder broke out loudly, and the light illuminated the whole room.

Qi Lin swung his sword finger, and the sword energy rushed out, turning into a streak of thunder and rushing into Minghou's eyebrows.

The thunder was loud, like thousands of galloping horses, trying to crush and crush everything that stood in front of them.

This is a manifestation of the momentum of rushing to thunder.

Ming Hou closed his eyes, his mind was shocked by the power of this thunder sword, and he sat quietly on the spot.

Qi Lin sat by the table and took out the herbs collected on the road.

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(End of this chapter)