lethal arsenal

Chapter 249

"Yiqin is dead, do you know?"

Daoren Liu came back with a group of disciples, opened the door and started talking about this.

At this moment, Lin Dong was busy in the kitchen, with Fazhi helping him. Without raising his head, he replied: "You're back, Master? Let's eat." After saying that, he went out with a few plates of side dishes and added a big bowl for each person. White porridge.

"I've heard about that. Ma Xinyi told me when he came here today."

Lin Dong distributed the chopsticks and said.

Liu Daoren rinsed his hands with cold water and sat up naturally.

Lin Dong pulled open the bench and carried the little girl Fa Jing to her position.

Little Taoist Aunt Fajing, with a bright red face, sat on the chair, her upper body swaying slightly, her childlike innocence, her hands on the edge of the bowl, staring intently at the roast beef on the plate, but waiting for the master to move his chopsticks.

The Lushan family looked like brothers and sisters, and this warmth made Liu Daoren's heart heat up.

"Eat."

Taoist Liu picked up the bowl.

Little Taoist Sister Fajing acted like an athlete who heard the order, and quickly picked up a piece of beef, first put it into Master's bowl, and then gave Senior Brother Lin Dong a chopstick.

Finally, he picked a smaller piece of beef and put it in his bowl.

Everyone was eating, and Taoist Fazhi ran to the side to eat the delicious food. After a while, Taoist Liu drank the rice porridge in the bowl and asked, "What are your plans next?"

"Disciple must go to Beijing."

Lin Dong took a bite of the side dish and seemed to suddenly remember, "By the way, Master, can you help me see if this works?" As he spoke, he handed over a red sword pill.

[Name: Quexie]

[Effect [-]: Use the natal summoning spell to show your true appearance. 】

[Effect [-]: The sword is buried in the bone. As its own Taoism grows, the sword can conceive magical powers. 】

[Explanation: The sword pill is extremely agile, appears like a swimming dragon, looks like the sun, and can penetrate the air three thousand feet. If there is an evil spirit, it will fall down upon seeing it, hence the name "quee evil"]

Liu Daoren took a look at it and took it very lightly. He subconsciously pinched it and was about to ask about its origin.

Lin Dong said without any secrets: "My eldest brother Ma Xinyi sent it here. There are two main reasons for coming here today. The first is to set out in three days. He has to adjust the Four Elephant Armor."

"Another thing is that I came here specifically to give this thing away. The Wu family feels guilty, probably because they want to use it as a favor for the golden ashes."

Liu Daoren played with it carefully for a moment, and then thought for a while before saying: "The thing is a good thing. In addition to the level of Taoism, all the strength of people in the Taoist sect comes from talismans, flying swords, and external magic circles. It is said that there are people in the lineage of Taishang in Shu. I have never seen the hidden sword immortal, but the book said that in the late Ming Dynasty, there was a ghost who could not turn into bones to cause trouble. The sword immortal in Shu could defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, and he used this kind of sword pill. Unexpectedly, I saw the real thing today."

"The Summoning Curse is the basic spell of Taoism. Every school and sect has it, including Lushan. In addition, regarding the use of your own blood and bones to warm the sword pills, I can only advise you to be cautious. How will the effect be? It hurts your foundation, I can't decide."

"Bone and blood are the most important things in a warrior's creation. I'm afraid that your Wenyang Jianwan will take away all your body, which will not be beautiful."

Liu Daoren gave a more conservative suggestion.

In terms of trust, Lin Dong far surpassed Ma Xinyi in this master, whom he had only met a few times.

This feeling of trust does not come from past experience, but from innate intuition and interests.

In fact, Ma Xinyi deliberately sided with the Wu family regarding the matter of the golden ashes, which is enough to show that brotherhood is not as good as the benefits of acquisition.

"Is this thing comparable to that favor?"

Lin Dongyi asked pointedly.

"It's definitely inferior."

Liu Daoren answered with great certainty, and then explained.

"The biggest benefit of the golden ashes to Lushan is to open up the area of ​​​​yin soil."

"There are more than 200 acupoints hidden in the human body. Each acupoint is said to be able to accommodate millions of ghost soldiers. In fact, this statement is the most ideal state and is almost impossible to achieve."

"Normally speaking, you can only serve as a seventh-grade Yin official. The Yin soldiers under your jurisdiction, especially the kind that can condense entities, the upper limit of the Yin soil is one hundred and eight people. If you go up, you can raise more ghost soldiers. , I have to ask God for promotion..."

"If you want to succeed in your job, it depends on whether your merit is sufficient or not? The purpose of promotion is to expand the authority to raise soldiers. In addition, if you want to increase the area of ​​Yin soil, you have to find another Yin vein and refine it. To fill the land, the whole process is extremely cumbersome.”

"Some great masters from Lushan have been busy for half their lives, and their Taoist practices are extremely high, but they are unable to find suitable Yin veins, open up Yin soil, and raise more soldiers and horses. They will have to be seconded to other places for the rest of their lives. If the secondment fails to bring troops, The ability of a horse will be greatly reduced..."

"And once you have the ashes of the golden body, you can scatter them into the Yin soil, and the area of ​​the Yin soil will naturally increase, maximizing the authority. And the decree of Master Lushan can completely bypass the Heavenly Court."

"As a seventh-grade Yin official, you can even raise soldiers and horses second only to the Emperor of the Three Officials. As long as you have enough Taoism, you can continue to raise soldiers and save the trouble of searching for Yin veins. Isn't it a good thing? "

Lin Dong said thoughtfully: "So, if you get the ashes of the golden body, you can directly lift the ceiling layer after layer above your head and lose the shackles of heaven?"

"That's it. Now do you still think that a sword pill is worth the value of a golden body's ashes?"

Liu Daoren said calmly, stroking his white beard as he spoke.Lin Dong rolled his eyes and thought about his idea in his heart. Ma Xinyi was now bound to the Wu family. It was not convenient for him to take action directly...

Liu Daoren said that the Wu family still has golden ashes. Is it possible that there is something wrong?

Have!
After all, this old man just made a prediction. If the prediction is not accurate, wouldn't it mean that he has wronged a good person for no reason?

For someone to be able to reach this point and present the rare item [Quexie] Sword Pills, it can be said that they have done a good enough job in terms of etiquette.

But the problem is that, related to his own interests, Lin Dong has always adhered to the principle of preferring to kill the wrong person rather than let it go.

But it just happened that Lao Ma couldn't get around it.

The head of the Wu family, Wu Pinghu and Ma Xinyi have formed a symbiotic relationship. In every aspect, this relationship is closer than brotherhood.

The interests of Lao Ma and the Wu family are the same, but there are many differences between them and Lin Dong.

After thinking about it for a while, the fierce light in Lin Dong's eyes became more and more fierce.

The day after Yi Chi's death, there was a heavy snowfall, which was regarded as the beginning of winter early. It snowed from Beiping Prefecture to Daku.

Liu Daoren said that Xuanwu, one of the four hidden images of the Emperor Star, has entered the north in advance, and the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei area will usher in extreme weather.

A major snowstorm will expose many unprepared people to disaster.

Therefore, when Lin Dong comes to Beijing this time, the old Taoist will probably not accompany him.

Liu Daoren wanted to open an altar in the north to prevent Xuanwu from invading in advance and make a living for all the people.

Lin Dong did have the idea of ​​helping, but the reality was that the capital city could not delay any longer, otherwise, he might be directly punished, the day before he and Ma Xinyi agreed to go on the road together.

"My lord, we are here."

Lin Dong received a letter from the Lu family's twin sisters.

It was freezing cold, there were miserable clouds, and heavy snow was still floating in the sky. The pigeon, which had been shivering from the cold, handed the letter to Lin's hand.

In the letter, Lu Xiaoxiao asked Lin Dong to pick them up, and his words were quite complaining.

It had been a long time since he'd seen two beauties, and Lin Dong's heart felt hot.

He wrapped himself in a thin Taoist robe and went to Lishunde to pick him up.

Lishunde is an inn built just this year in Jinggu. To be precise, it is a high-end foreign-related hotel.

Built along the river, the architectural style comes from the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets, and also has the pastoral rural architectural characteristics of the European Middle Ages. It can be regarded as representative of the style of the concession.

Lin Dong walked along the river bank and saw crooked car tracks along the way.

Next to the track were passers-by who were frozen to death, their faces ashen, frozen in place, looking like begging.

There are many dead trees and weird branches on the river bank, and Old Crow is sitting on the white branches, staring at the beggars who are freezing to death on the ground.

Probably because it was daytime, these crows were inconvenient to attack and were croaking.

Lin Dong picked up two pebbles and flicked them with his fingers. The two crows were shot down and fell to the ground. The croaking noise suddenly stopped.

Hidden in the darkness by the roadside, a few beggars in tattered clothes swarmed up and picked up the dead crow.

"Master Dao, okay."

Some children looked at Lin Dong dressing up and immediately knelt down and asked for money.

Further ahead is a commercial street. These beggars can't enter because the street is guarded by Imperial soldiers who never set on the sun. Once a beggar is found, they will be expelled, or in more serious cases, they will be beaten to death and thrown into the river.

As for the reason for staying here, it is because occasionally carriages pass by. If the ladies and ladies in the carriage accidentally open the curtain and see it, and happen to be soft-hearted, they may throw out a date.

Poor people were able to survive.

Lin Dong touched his body and saw that he had some money, but if it were thrown to him, the little beggar might not survive for half a day.

"Wait here, I'm going to Lishunde and I'll pack a meal for you later."

"Thank you, Master Dao. Thank you, Master Dao."

The little beggar didn't know if Lin Dong was teasing him or not, whether what he said was true or not, he just waited.

At least one more thought.

Lin Dong nodded and walked away. There were too many poor people in the world and he couldn't save them. The world remained unchanged and it was completely useless for one person to do good.

Unless everything is completely turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)