I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong

Tian Lin was shopping for things this time, not to mention some things that were useless, but figs were extremely precious.

After he reached the eighty-second floor, he picked up the fig and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweet juice filled his taste buds, and the surging medicinal power instantly spread throughout his body.

Tian Lin guided the power of the medicine into his Dantian, and his internal power began to increase at an extremely fast rate.

"Brother Tian is really surprised. Every time I see you, I always see you eating."

Bai Ye's voice sounded at level 82. He looked at the fruits in Tian Lin's bag with a smile and asked:

"Did you buy this peach in the ghost market? It's quite big. Can you let me eat one?"

Tian Lin opened his eyes and said, "Brother Bai, please help yourself."

Bai Ye took a peach, rubbed the hair off and said:

"This peach reminds me of my hometown. The peaches in my hometown are bigger and sweeter than this one."

In fact, he hasn't eaten it yet, so how does he know whether the peach in his hand is sweet or sour?

He took a bite with a "click" sound, then frowned and spit out the peach in his mouth.

"Tian, ​​brother Tian has good teeth. I don't know why this peach looks so sour!"

After he finished speaking, he took the chipped peach up to the ninety-five stone steps, and then threw up the half piece of peach in his hand.

As soon as Taozi climbed up the ninety-six stone steps, he was instantly chopped into powder by the light of the sword.

Tian Lin withdrew his gaze from Bai Ye, and continued to eat figs to replenish his internal strength.

He didn't know how long he had been practicing. He didn't open his eyes until he had digested all the peaches in the bag.

Looking at the ninety-fifth stone steps, the fat woman and old man Gou were meditating on it.

Tian Lin stood up, and the three people on the ninety-fifth stone steps all opened their eyes.

They watched Tian Lin reach level 83, then they watched Tian Lin reach level 84, and then they watched Tian Lin reach level 85.

It wasn't until Tian Lin stopped at level 90 that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone was silent for a moment, Bai Ye was the first to laugh and said:

"Brother Tian is really a martial arts wizard. When Han Li said that you were very likely to become an outer disciple from a handyman disciple, I didn't believe it. Now that we have met, you really have a much better chance than the three of us."

"That's not necessarily true. From level ninety on up, you can't just rely on internal strength."

Old Man Gou's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he said: "Most people in this world were amazed at first, but then they were completely forgotten -"

"It doesn't matter. Brother Tian is only fifteen years old now. He still has a lot of time to slowly climb the ladder of immortality."

When Bai Ye said this, he said meaningfully: "Unlike some people who are about to die, they may not dare to take a step beyond the ninety-sixth level until they die."

Old Man Gou stood up suddenly, stared at Bai Ye and said, "What do you mean? I don't dare to go to level ninety-six, how dare you?"

Bai Ye smiled, stood up and looked at Old Man Gou.

Seeing that a big battle was about to begin, the fat woman stood up quickly and stood between the two of them and said:

"You two, it seems that we are all old acquaintances. There is no need to get into a fight just for a few words."

Old Man Gou snorted and turned away, no longer talking to Bai Ye.

Bai Ye still just smiled, took off the sword from his waist, and suddenly stepped onto the ninety-sixth floor.

In an instant, several eyes looked at Bai Ye, and then Bai Ye said after going up to the ninety-sixth floor: "The ninety-sixth floor is not enough, and the ninety-seventh floor is not enough to be afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, he had reached the ninety-seventh stone step.

"You, when did you reach level 97?"

Old Man Gou couldn't believe it. Bai Ye glanced condescendingly at Old Man Gou:

"A coward like you will never get to level ninety-six. As for me, I caught up with level ninety-seven when Han Li reached level ninety-eight."

His words were so shocking that the fat woman couldn't help but say: "When did Brother Han reach level 98?"

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Bai Ye said:

"Han Li reached level ninety-six the year before last, and he reached level ninety-seven last year. As for level ninety-eight, he just went up yesterday."

Tian Lin frowned. In fact, he was the first person to come to practice every day.

But he didn't notice Han Li ascending the stairs at all, maybe because he was too focused.

"We have reached level ninety-eight, and we are just one step away. It seems that among the four of us, Brother Han is really going to become an outer disciple."

The fat woman said in fascination: "That's an outer disciple."

"Yes, that's an outer disciple!"

Old Man Gou said something and stretched his feet to the ninety-sixth floor.

But while everyone was staring at him, his right foot that was about to fall paused and then retracted.

He said: "No need to worry, no need to worry, I can still practice for a while, and then go up when I feel confident!"

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“Now, I’m not sure I can beat Han Li.

Tian Lin is sure to reach level ninety-five, but there is a high probability that he will only be on par with Han Li in terms of combat power when he reaches level ninety-five. This is because he has taken other 'precious medicines' to strengthen his body.

But now Han Li has reached level ninety-eight, and is only one step away from the last level.

Tian Lin had absolutely no confidence in defeating Han Li.

"But if I can't beat Han Li, can I still beat others?"

Early the next morning, when the sound of partridges sounded, Tian Lin and the others rushed to the river.

Seeing that Tian Lin didn’t have a backpack, someone grabbed Tian Lin’s arm and said, “Boy, didn’t I say I wouldn’t—”

Before the man could finish saying 'no', Tian Lin grabbed his neck with his backhand.

Tian Lin suddenly heard the sound of wind behind his ears. He kicked him without looking back, and there was a cry of pain behind him.

"What do you mean, do you want to come together?"

Tian Lin also threw the people in his hands out and looked around at the handyman disciples.

These handyman disciples all looked surprised, with hesitant expressions on their faces.

Only Zhao Si, who had scabs on his face, shouted at this time: "Everyone, come together, we have so many masters, are we still afraid of him?"

"Don't even make a move!"

Han Li walked out and said solemnly: "Are you fighting here to cause trouble for me?"

After speaking, he looked at Tian Lin.

But before Han Li could speak, Tian Lin said first: "When they drove me away, I asked Brother Han not to interfere. Now that I want to come back, it doesn't matter if Brother Han doesn't help me. Do I have to help them drive me away again?"

Han Li's words of persuasion were blocked by Tian Lin. His face turned red for a moment and he could only turn around and say to other handyman disciples:

"I just want to tell you, no one is allowed to make trouble in front of me."

The handyman disciples all said dissatisfiedly: "With how he 'sweats' the sand, how many Shui Ling mines can we get in a day?"

Han Li said: "Everyone has his own way to find water and spirit mines. As long as he doesn't violate the rules of the mine, I have no reason to interfere no matter what he does."

Tian Lin said over there: "When everyone drove me away, no one cared whether I was wronged or not. Now that I'm back, why do you complain?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's start working."

After Han Li said this, he ended the farce.

Everyone watched Tian Lin go down the river, and they could only follow behind Tian Lin.

Han Li was not immune to the surprise attack by the handyman disciples from the mine. While shoveling the sand, he paid attention to the movements of the handyman disciples around him.

The group of people seemed a little distracted, although the amount of sand shoveled on their backs did not decrease.

But every time they see Tian Lin emerging from the water, they feel that the sand on their backs is becoming less and less valuable, and the water spirit minerals in the sand are getting less and less.

During this time of scouring the sand, all the handyman disciples in the mining academy lost their former joy, with the exception of Tian Lin.

"Okay, let's call it a day!"

After Han Li shouted this sentence, a group of handyman disciples came ashore with relief.

They couldn't wait to start scouring the sand, and Tian Lin over there handed the cloth bag to Han Li.

Han Li only weighed the bag and couldn't help but gasped.

Ting Tian Lin said with a smile: "I am also a master now. I can hold my breath in the water long enough, and my eyesight is better than before."

He didn't say how much Shuiling Mine he had mined, but after he left, the faces of the handyman disciples around him became increasingly grim.

There was a man who washed the sand several times, and finally got angry and threw the sand into the river with a dustpan and cursed:

"If he does this, can we still find Shui Ling Mine?"

"Damn it, after all the hard work of digging out the sand all morning, not a single sieve can yield Shuiling Mine."

After another man finished speaking, he looked at Han Li and said, "Boss Han, his Shui Ling Mine was placed with you. Tell me, how many of our Shui Ling Mines has he dug away?"

Han Li didn't say anything. According to the rules, how much Shuiling Mine each person mined every day was something only the supervisor could know. The handyman disciples who mined the sand were also prohibited from asking each other.

"Okay, since Boss Han refuses to tell us and refuses to help us, then we all will go and complain to the third steward."

As soon as the handyman disciple finished speaking, someone said: "The Third Steward will not care about this matter. As long as the Third Steward receives enough Shui Ling Mine every day, as long as it can ensure that he gets a lot of Shui Ling Mine, he will He doesn’t care who helped him find the mine.”

"Then ask Shang Guanshi. Isn't the person named Tian the Shang Guanshi?"

"You already know that Tian is the person in charge of affairs, and why are you still looking for Master Shang?"

After his idea was rejected twice in a row, the man became anxious and said: "This won't work, that won't work, then who can make the decision?"

"It's better to go find Xiaoyue!" Zhao Si rolled his eyes and offered his advice:

"Although Tian Lin and that crazy woman Xiaoyue are both business managers, the crazy woman seems to dislike Tian Lin very much. I can see this is true."

Everyone looked at each other and felt that Zhao Si's idea seemed good.

Someone said: "But, who should we send to find Miss Xiaoyue?"

After saying that, the man looked at Zhao Si: "Brother Zhao Si, you are the only one in our group who has dealt with Miss Xiaoyue. We have quite a friendship. It seems that I have to make a trip to the mountain for you."

Zhao Si's face changed greatly, he touched the scar on his face and cursed: "Which of you saw that I had a relationship with that crazy woman? If you don't go, you will tell the truth. Even if you beat me to death, I won't go."

Then someone said sternly: "Okay, if you don't go, don't blame us for telling us that you called Miss Xiaoyue a 'crazy woman' behind your back -"

If we don't beat you to death, I'm afraid Miss Xiaoyue won't let you go. "

Zhao Si's expression changed, and he suddenly felt that the scar on his face began to hurt again. It was probably because water had entered the wound and the wound had not completely healed.