The death of his father made Lin Mansion, which was already somewhat deserted, even quieter.
Mother Yao Shan sat in the yard in a daze all day long, flipping through various account books that her father had copied by hand, not knowing what she was thinking.
Lin Xiaoliu brought her child to see her often. The child grew tall and big. He had studied in both the academy and Martial Academy. He had no talent or special skills, but he was very honest and down-to-earth.
His parents arranged a marriage for him, and they had no objections. He was beautiful, had a good family background, and had a gentle personality.
According to his own words, if his family background were not strong enough, the opponent would not look down on him at all. So he was content.
Liu Wujun would come to visit her from time to time, and would chat with her about the interesting things he encountered in Yugong. He seemed to have lost the energy to make breakthroughs in cultivation. Now the world is peaceful, business and trade are prosperous, and everyone is in a state of recuperation.
The dangers from the outside world have been reduced by most, and life seems to be getting better and better.
He no longer has the motivation to move forward crazily driven by the environment as he did in the past.
A person who is only in his seventies is already a bit old-fashioned.
Xiao Xiao and Lin Hui would often come to stay with her, talk to her if they had nothing to do, and cook delicious food with their own hands.
But Yao Shan just couldn't cheer up.
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.
Wind Prison.
Lin Hui stared at Song Feishi sitting in the dark prison.
The other party's appearance remained the same, and his skin was still delicate and fair, but small red spots had begun to appear on his body.
That was a sign that Decay was coming.
Not only that, there were light blue wind marks on the exposed skin of her arms... That was a sign of impending weathering.
"Is there anything else you want to say or do?" Lin Hui originally just wanted to see what Song Feishi was hiding and what methods Mingxin Sect Master gave him.
But now it seems... this mysterious method cannot make Song Feishi resist weathering and Decay.
"Death is nothing to be afraid of. From the moment I joined Mingxin Sect, I put life and death aside." Song Feishi said calmly. "You don't hate him anymore?"
"He is just trying to save me in his own way. But I don't accept such a method." Song Feishi obviously wanted to understand the original situation. She was in Wind Prison, and she was not completely isolated from the outside world. Occasionally, she would chat with the patrolling disciples when they came in.
As Mist Man or Imperial Blood with a lifespan of more than ten thousand years, the various secret martial arts she knows are useless to her level, but they are still very powerful to ordinary disciples.
So using these, she can actually easily learn about the situation outside every once in a while.
For example, the complete destruction of the Mingxin Sect, the great changes in the world, the relocation of Clear Jade Mountain, etc. She actually knows all these major events.
"Want to go out?" Lin Hui asked suddenly.
"Are you willing to let me out?" Song Feishi said in surprise.
"If you hadn't come here to provoke me, I would have never planned to cause trouble." Lin Hui said.
"Because I'm going to die soon and will be worthless, right?" Song Feishi smiled.
"That's not true. In fact, you didn't have much value at first. It was only recently that I thought of you." Lin Hui replied.
..."Song Feishi has the urge to hit someone. "I want to know why I can carry it like this and am I still okay after such a long time?" "Whatever." Lin Hui said lightly.
"You are so boring!" Song Feishi was helpless.
"This is the way the world is." Lin Hui looked calm. He glanced at the time on his wrist, then turned and left Wind Prison.
No matter what happens, Song Feishi's secrets will definitely be exposed before he dies.
When I returned to the small courtyard on the ground floor, I saw Xiao Xiao coming in with a newly printed newspaper.
"Come and see, A-Hui, the Guo Shengyu on the other side of the Imperial City has broken through again. His breath turned into waves and his hands turned into wind. It is said that on the night of his breakthrough, the entire Royal City experienced slight ground shaking, and some houses collapsed!"
Lin Hui was speechless, reached out to take the newspaper in her hand, and flipped through it.
The above is full of various words of praise for Martial Saint Guo Shengyu. The words describing his breakthrough are also very exaggerated.
"This Guo Shengyu, I don't think he is necessarily weaker than you..." Although Xiao Xiao is much older, he still likes what Martial Dao hasn't said about fighting.
"I see how many times this has been achieved. I hear about him breaking through once every two years. Now it has been at least ten times. You weren't so exaggerated at the beginning, were you?"
"Yes..." Lin Hui smiled and did not argue. "If you can break through so many times in succession, you must be better than me. I haven't made a breakthrough in many years."
He has now finished recording Earth Qi and has mostly completed sorting it out.
Only the last bit is left to completely complete the fourth level of practice.
After decades of practice, this was the time after he had gained the experience of Blood Seal. If he had no practice experience, he would be like a headless fly, not knowing anything. Maybe he is still stuck at the level of recording Earth Qi.
Because when normal people face this kind of situation, they know that they need to record Earth Qi, but they don't know to what extent they need to record it to be considered complete. They start practicing like this, and then they get stuck and can't make any progress, and they can only go back and review it. This is a waste of time and energy, and in the end they may even doubt themselves.
But he doesn't have to.
"I feel the same way after so many years, and you don't fight with people very much. I'm afraid you are almost unfamiliar with how to swing a sword. It's different for others. You fight with people everywhere every day." Xiao Xiao said seriously.
"It makes sense." Lin Hui nodded.
"Sigh. But with A-Hui's intelligence and talent, if you had followed this path, you might have been able to integrate the best of hundreds of schools of thought and create a stronger martial arts." Xiao Xiao sighed.
"Maybe."
"Although you are gentle, it's boring to always agree with me like this." Xiao Xiao was helpless. "Forget it, I'll go see Yun Xiazi. She rambled on about some chores at home, and asked why Xiao Liu hasn't been here for so long. I wonder if there is something wrong with your body. Also, my mother has been eating a little less recently, so she probably has no appetite. She plans to get some appetizing medicinal food to supplement Yao Shan. After talking about it for a while, she changed her clothes and ran out energetically to find Yun Xiazi next to her.
Through the open courtyard door, you can see that Yun Xiazi is also old. There are some fine wrinkles on her skin and small red spots on her neck. Although she Martial Arts Realm is extremely tall, she has lived for many years. Now that the environment has deteriorated, she can survive for so long, which is considered very good. The two left together and went shopping together. After a while, the small courtyard became quiet again.
Lin Hui also sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and calmly adjusted his breathing.
About half an hour later.
Outside the courtyard gate, a tall and burly middle-aged man with a bald head suddenly walked slowly.
The man only wore a black sleeveless vest embroidered with a silver pattern of nine-headed sea snakes, revealing his strong and well-proportioned streamlined muscles.
His facial features are as sharp as a knife, and he has a strange hard temperament.
The dark gray color of the eyes is somewhat similar to that of Xia Si when he left. But there is no pollution smell of the power of Ashes behind Xia Si.
He walked outside the yard and stopped at the door.
Just like an ordinary person passing by, he looked inside curiously.
At this point, if a really ordinary person saw Lin Hui sitting cross-legged under Pear Tree, he should have withdrawn his eyes and left.
But the man didn't move.
He stood at the door, looked at Lin Hui, and suddenly showed a warm smile.
"But Qingfeng Sect Master in person?"
Suddenly, his lips didn't move, but his voice was transmitted directly to the inside of the small courtyard and Lin Hui's ears.
"There is no Qingfeng Sect Master here, only an ordinary alchemist." Lin Hui said calmly.
"Sorry, I was presumptuous. I heard from a friend before that Black Cloud and Qingfeng Sect ruled for a while. They were almost unrivaled at the same time, so I was itchy for a while to inquire about this information. I hope you can forgive me." The bald man said with a smile.
He stretched out his right hand, palm facing up.
sneer.
A circle of invisible power spread out in his palm, instantly covering a hundred meters around the entire courtyard.
All passers-by within this area felt inexplicably uncomfortable and left and stayed away.
Soon they were the only two people left in the area.
"I am Guo Shengyu, who is now traveling around the world, determined to become a strong man in the world, to increase his understanding. Now I have come to Black Cloud, and I hope Dao Lord will give me some guidance. The bald man took a step forward with a smile, and stood on the threshold of the small courtyard, but he did not go any further, but stopped here.
Lin Hui slowly opened his eyes and looked at the other person.
He had sensed the other party's arrival a long time ago, but he did not expect that the other party was the Martial Saint who had become famous in recent years and was at the height of his power.
"I have stopped fighting for many years. My martial arts has long since deteriorated, and my health is no longer good. It is inconvenient to fight." But he has no intention of fighting with the opponent. At his level, the increased knowledge of martial arts is no longer the qualification he needs.
Guo Shengyu looked at the wrinkles on Lin Hui's body and felt the breath naturally escaping from the other party's body, and could tell that the other party had indeed not made a move for a long time.
"It doesn't matter. Since senior doesn't want to take action, let's talk and exchange some martial arts experiences."
He actually doesn't have the tyranny and vigor that Martial Dao strong men often have. He said he didn't want to fight, and he really didn't intend to fight.
This also surprised Lin Hui.
Generally Martial Dao strong people come from afar in the name of seeking Tao. Even if the opponent is unwilling, they will force the opponent to take action in order to challenge and accumulate for themselves. Otherwise, they have traveled such a long way, spent such a long time, and the sunk costs are so high. If they cannot win the battle, wouldn't it be all in vain. But this Guo Shengyu is in front of me.
Lin Hui extends his hand as an invitation.
The door of the small courtyard was automatically caressed by the breeze, opening a wider gap, as if inviting the other party to come in for a chat.
This scene without any trace of fireworks made Guo Shengyu's eyes light up and a more interested smile appeared on his face.
"Now that you've invited me, I'm going to bother you."
He strode into the small courtyard, looked around, and then came not far from Lin Hui. He also followed his example and sat down cross-legged.
"My friends have come from afar, and the name of the Martial Saint is resounding all over the world. Why do you continue to pursue higher? You have reached such a height. In fact, there is no need to continue on the road to follow. Looking around, there are very few people who can match you. Why continue to move forward?" Lin Hui asked softly. "Why continue?" Guo Shengyu smiled, "Would you ask an alcoholic why he had two drinks for nothing?"
"That's it." Lin Hui also smiled. He could feel that when the other party said this sentence, his mind was open and clear, without any hesitation or concealment.
There is no doubt that this is an extremely pure person.
"Come here, I've heard for a long time that Qingfeng Sect is famous for his fast swordsmanship, and his body and sword speed are unparalleled. Since Dao Lord doesn't want to take action, how about you and I exchange ideas for quick victory?" Guo Shengyu said with a smile.
He took something from his waist and placed it on the ground in front of Lin Hui.
"The name of this product is Spring Garment. It is a kind of Treasure Relic that can enhance its color, aroma and taste by taking a photo of it. This is a thank you gift for Dao Lord's willingness to communicate this time."
The thing looked like a delicate small mirror about the size of a palm, made of a special kind of light yellow metal, with complex and simple patterns carved on the back and sides.