Blue Silver Grass Guide.

Chapter 97 Parting farewell
Three days later, at the western border of [Shuimu Principality], outside [Sao Feng Canyon].

Early in the morning, hundreds of figures gathered outside the Blue Silver Wooden House, silently waiting for something patiently.

When the red sun in the eastern sky fully appeared, the door of the wooden house was opened from the inner latch, revealing Zhang Mufeng's somewhat sleepy face.

"Ok?"

At the first glance, seeing so many figures gathered outside the door, all Zhang Mufeng's sleepiness was shaken away, and his half-lidded eyes widened instantly.

Subconsciously covering the door, and closing it again, Zhang Mufeng immediately turned around and ran to the lounge close to the storage room. Before he got close, he screamed:

"Brother Yi! Brother Yi——! Get up quickly! There are many people coming outside——!!"

In the lounge, Ling Yi, who had already woken up and was cultivating his soul power, opened his eyes, moved his body, and finally did not get up directly, but said loudly to the outside of the lounge: "Afeng, those people outside should be Ye Luo. People with the Yueqing brothers, and other friends who knew we were leaving today and came to see us off.

You take Ah Xin and Ah Yin to reorganize the salute, so as not to leave anything behind, and then take Ye Luo and Yue Qing to load the car one by one...

I am currently practicing, and it will be over in a while—”

After finishing speaking, he didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and started to adjust his breath.

Outside, Zhang Mufeng first breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Ling Yi's words, and then smiled sarcastically at Qingqiu Xin and Long Yin, who had just heard the sound.

Then, I got two pairs of contemptuous eyes.

Not to mention how the three little friends outside simply washed up and began to count the packages that had been packed yesterday to salute again.

In the lounge, Ling Yi opened his eyes with some annoyance, lowered his head slightly melancholy, and felt a faint sadness in his heart.

In other words, since three or four years ago, this kind of unfounded sorrow has been happening every morning, and each time it lasts for a long time.

This situation became more and more intense as Ling Yi's physical fitness strengthened.

I had no choice but to keep my body active by crawling, climbing, and rolling since I was a child. When I got a little older, I would play with Ah Huang and Miaomiao, step by step, creating and perfecting the dog and cat shapes in "Basic Gymnastics".

There is also the "Three Styles of Farmers" created by villagers in the village plowing, harvesting, and chopping firewood.

Today, there are twelve forms in "Basic Gymnastics", "Three Forms of Farmers", nine forms in "Beast Martial Soul·Xingyi Boxing", and other basic combat skills of various cold weapons, as well as various tonic diets , big tonic soup, martial soul evolution, soul power enhancement, strength enhancement...

All these piles and pieces made Ling Yi's body, at the age of 15, from the inside to the outside, so strong that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

The Qi and blood are strong, the five internal organs are full of essence, and the age has almost reached a rather embarrassing age. It can be said that Ling Yi is now mature!

The people on the Douluo Continent are more mature than Ling Yi's previous life because of the existence of the extraordinary power of Wuhun.That is to say, every night, Ling Yi spends his soul power cultivation alternately with deep sleep.

When cultivating soul power, keep your mind tight, and when you are in a deep sleep, your 'self state' wakes up and automatically adjusts all body functions to a perfect balance. This prevents Ling Yi from having the embarrassing situation of washing clothes by himself in the morning.

But if it goes on like this, it's not a problem——

Ling Yi looked down at his heir to the throne with some distress, intending to reprimand him, but after thinking about it, he was also innocent, and he had already suffered from him for so many years, and suddenly he couldn't bear it.

No longer paying attention to the stubborn free will, Ling Yi calmed down his mind and focused more on transporting soul power in his body, letting the other party raise a flag in protest.

Let him be, he will rest on his own when he gets tired.

With such thoughts, Ling Yi mobilized his soul power to flow quickly and steadily in the meridians in his body, like a rushing river, scouring and opening up the river channel. The river water with the breath of life, bit by bit Penetrating the land on either side of the river bank...

About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Yi felt that his free will had ceased. He opened his eyes at the right time, got up and got down, put on his clothes, and went through the small door to the corner behind the wooden house to wash up in the bathroom.

When Ling Yi finished washing and came to the main room of the Blue Silver Wooden House, the huge space was empty except for a few wooden shelves and canopy beds placed on the side, as well as the "Blue Silver Grass" plants on the walls. Nothing more.

If you are a careful soul master, you will also find that the "Blue Silver Grass" on the wall at this time is about the same size as the "Blue Silver Grass" growing on the ground outside the wooden house, not the same size as before.

Apparently, the special "Blue Silver Grass" cultivated with "Agarwood" crumbs as fertilizer in the Blue Silver Wooden House has been packed and loaded onto the carriage along with other salutes, and Ling Yi is about to take them away from here.

Stepping out of the wooden house, as soon as he came out, Ling Yi saw Long Yin holding a knife in his left hand and holding an ax in his right shoulder, transporting his two thousand-forged weapons to a carriage.

At this time, Zhang Mufeng had just jumped out of the back of the carriage, presumably putting away the things on hand.

"Mr. Ling~"

From a distance, someone in the crowd saw Ling Yi appearing and immediately called out.

This sound woke up other people who were silently watching Zhang Mufeng and Long Yin, as well as Qingqiu Xin, Yue Qing and others carrying large and small bags to salute.

All of a sudden, the words 'Mr. Ling' rang out one after another.

With a warm smile on his face, Ling Yi took the initiative to greet these spectators, looked around, and treated everyone with a smile.

In the end, Ling Yi's gaze met seat C in the crowd. Three men and one woman stood there, and other people around spontaneously made room for them.

Kang Zhan, the martial spirit "Chuanshan Cave Mausoleum Armor", a level 44 assault-type battle soul sect, is the fifth among the top ten masters in the Xiaofeng Bazaar group.

Yu Liang, martial soul "Grey Rock Snake", level 42 Sensitive Attack Department of War Soul Sect, seventh among the top ten masters in the Saofeng Bazaar group.

Chen Yuanzhi, the martial soul "Double Steel Fork", a level 41 attack-type fighting soul sect, is the last of the top ten masters in the Sao Feng Bazaar group.

Shu Xin, the martial spirit "Rosemary Purple Smoke Vine", a level 48 control-type fighting spirit sect, the second among the top ten masters in the Sao Feng Market group.

Among these four people, apart from Kang Zhao, Kang Zhan’s sixth younger brother, who was seriously injured and dying a few days ago and was rescued by Ling Yi, the other three were either injured themselves and treated by Ling Yi, or had relatives like Kang Zhan. , Teammates have been treated by Ling Yi, and they naturally feel grateful and close to Ling Yi, the rescuer.

And Ling Yi naturally responded to his friendly side to the soul masters of these friendly camps.

"Mr. Kang, Brother Yu, Brother Chen, Sister Xin."

Ling Yi stepped forward and greeted the four of them respectively.

Hearing these appellations with obvious differences, Kang Zhan raised his eyebrows, pretending to be dissatisfied, and said firstly: "Mr. Ling, isn't the address between us a bit too casual?"

"Boss Kang~" The middle-aged man with slender eyes on the side joked in a hoarse voice: "You said Brother Ling calls you very well, isn't that how you call me Brother Ling too——"

"That's right!" Another strong middle-aged man laughed and continued: "What Lao Yu said is that you, Boss Kang, are proud of your strength and keep a distance from me, Brother Ling. Do you still expect Brother Ling to call you a brother?—— ?”

Next to her, Shu Xin, a beautiful woman with the most beautiful appearance but the strongest strength, just looked at her with a smile and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)