"Maybe senior brothers, do you know where to have metallic spiritual energy to practice?" Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he said softly.

Walking forward along the Houshui River, the withered weeds and the green spots in the soft mud on the riverside.

There are no people around Lanjia Temple, so this huge vegetable garden is packed by monks from Lanjia Temple, and the daily needs are also from here.

Not far ahead of Wang Lin was a plain-robed old monk pushing wide wood and loosening the soil. When Wang Lin first saw it, he wanted to greet him. Is this strange way to practice?

When Wang Lin came closer, he realized that this old man was no one else, but was the senior brother of the Coast who was working with the tsunami holding a fire bow in his hand to eliminate the devil.

I saw the coast inserted the round and flat wood into the ground, held it tightly with both hands, and pushed it forward with force from the waist. The coast pushed forward slowly and left a long ditch behind it.

Looking further to both sides, there is the soft land that has been plowed on one side, and the old land that is hard and tight on the other side.

Wang Lin walked into the field and did not dare to stop on the plowed side of the coast, and walked quickly to the unploughed side.

"Senior Brother Coast, what are you doing?" Wang Lin asked carefully in confusion.

"Plow the land." Hai Yan gave Wang Lin a blank look and teased with a smile.

"Why not find a ox to plow?" Wang Lin asked again.

"Where are you with me, what do you want to do?" The coast was still moving forward slowly, without raising his head.

"But you won't be too slow for this?" Wang Lin looked at the soft land below, but the new color was only one meter wide.

"Slow, but you see that most of the places around me were plowed out when I was young. Now I'm just renovating it." The coast's voice was kind, although it was slow, but full of energy.

"Ah, how is this possible!" Wang Lin was thundered by this. He glanced around him briefly. If he added up the place where the vegetables were planted and the paddy fields with rice stalks on the other side of the river, it would be at least dozens of acres of land.

How can a man do a handful of strange-shaped plowing wood?

Looking at Wang Lin's obviously disbelief, Hai Yan glanced at him and said lightly: "Do you think this speed is my normal speed?"

"Ah? Isn't it?" Wang Lin was confused. The plowing land was not as fast as possible. Could it be that he was traveling?

"Look." The sound of the coast was loud, with a hint of pride.

Wang Lin focused his attention on the coast, his calm face gradually changed, and finally his mouth opened into a big O-shaped shape.

In Wang Lin's eyes, the coast speed was slowly accelerating, but it was just a little faster, not even the speed of walking normally.

But the coast was still accelerating, and the flat wood panels inserted in the soil were like iron, cutting the skin of the earth sharply.

The coast not only has speed changes, but also has yellowish brilliance. At first, Wang Lin thought it was plowing too fast, causing dust to surround the coast.

When the yellowish light gradually became richer, the speed of the coast was like a frightened rabbit running on the grassland. In just a while, Wang Lin could no longer catch up.

After a few breaths, the coast had completed the kilometer-long round trip. When he slowed down again, he had already arrived in front of Wang Lin again.

"How is it?" said the seaside lightly, a smile floating on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Hai'an, since you can plow so fast, why do you need to use that kind of turtle speed?" Wang Lin put away his unbelievable expression and asked sincerely.

"Plowing the land is also a practice. If you can slow down, we need not only strength, but also insights." The coast laughed.

"Yeah, come and try it when I have time." Wang Lin agreed deeply and nodded constantly.

"Do you don't have time now?" Coast said in surprise.

"Senior Brother Hai'an, I'm going to hide it. I came here just to ask you, is there any place with rich metallic spiritual energy nearby?" Wang Lin asked seriously.

"Metallicity? I see your performance in this action. What you practice should be the body refining technique. You should be able to absorb any spiritual energy. Why do you need a place with rich metallicity?" Hai Yan stopped his hand and said in confusion.

"Oh, just tell me. The master doesn't let me tell others." Wang Lin said perfunctorily.

"Since it is the order of the master, it must have a deep meaning. Look there." Hai Yan pointed to Wang Lin with his hand. It was a hill about a hundred feet high in the left rear of Lanjia Temple.

"There is a lot of metal inside. When tsunami refining weapons, they go there to pick up the rough stones. I guess it must be full of metallic spirit inside." The seaside was not sure, but his tone was also very certain.

"Hehe, thank you, Senior Brother Hai'an, then I'll go and have a look." Wang Lin said mischievously.

"The weather is good today. Are you really not going to plow for a while?" Hai Yan shouted at Wang Lin's back.

"No, I'll come again another day."

Wang Lin returned to the edge of the Houshui River when he had just arrived. He sat cross-legged, breathing smoothly, and his face gradually calmed down.

"I have found this place of practice, where should I start?" Wang Lin had different thoughts in his heart.

"Since they were flowing according to the rules of mutual generation, I should also start according to the rules of mutual generation. But which attribute should I start with?"

"Other environments will always exist, but Senior Brother Haixiao doesn't refine alchemy every day. Let's start with the fire attribute!" Wang Lin thought it happily and decided to look for Haixiao first, and maybe he could learn some knowledge of refining medicine from him.

But there was no rush. Wang Lin knew that the tsunami had been sorting out her medicinal materials these days, and it would take two days to start refining medicine. In addition, it was afternoon now, so Wang Lin decided to look for tsunami again tomorrow.

Wang Lin was not in a hurry, so he meditated by the Houshui River, without any sorrow or joy, and did not wake up until it was dark.

After a quick meal, I went to the martial arts hall of Jingtang. There are basically monks practicing, practicing themselves, or practicing for several people all day long.

The purpose of Wang Lin coming here is to learn from his seniors while practicing. Although he participated in this demon-removing action, Wang Lin did not have much practical experience.

"Hey, Junior Brother Wang, I just came out yesterday, so why don't I take a few more days off?" A familiar voice came, and it turned out that Ying Wu was greeting him.

"Why didn't Brother Yingwu rest? You were almost exhausted yesterday." Wang Lin replied in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, these guys are very enthusiastic, I can't do anything about it. As a master, do you always have to be a little more responsible?" Ying Wu was very happy to see the disciples of the Wu generation working hard.

"Senior Brother Yingwu, Wuen still can't see it?" Wang Lin looked at Wuen, who was sweating and punching not far away, and asked in a low voice.

Ying Wu just shook her head helplessly, looking at Wuen with a little distressed look.

"But that's good. I believe that one day this longing and persistence will make him go further." Wang Lin said with hope in his eyes.

"Maybe..." Ying Wu sighed.

Ying He told him the story about Wuen after the Demon-Sealing Operation was over.

He was the only one who survived under the attack of the demonic worm formed by the leakage of demonic energy, so last time he saw the demonic worm in the seal, he chased him so persistently.
Chapter completed!