Chapter 973: The Little Beggar and the Martial Hall
"News about Yuanmai!"
Lin Yichen didn't waste any time and spoke directly: "Leiyu is desolate and the vitality is thin. Ziwu Villa established a sect there, so the sect must be lacking in sources such as Yuanmai, right? And Lin knows that there is a sect on a deserted island outside the sea.
Miniature Yuan Vein, if Master Luo Shao can help Lin refine the Double Yang Pill, then Lin will tell you the location!"
"Yuanmai?"
Luo Chen was stunned, but then his eyes flashed and the amusement on his face slowly faded away.
Mu Lao and Luo Tianyu were also shocked at this moment.
The three of them looked at each other. Mu Lao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly smiled at Lin Yichen:
"I didn't expect the Lin Family Master to know the current situation of Ziwu Villa so well. It's just that the Lin Family Master's Yuan Vein shouldn't be simple, right? Why doesn't the Lin Family Master tell us about such a treasure instead of getting it himself?"
"It's really not easy!"
Lin Yichen nodded and explained: "This Yuan Vein was discovered by Lin when he was hunting in the outer sea many years ago. Thousands of miles away in the outer sea, it was occupied by a mid-level sixth-order demon king!"
"Lin originally planned to get it by himself after breaking through the middle stage of the golden elixir, but he was stuck in the early stage of the golden elixir and couldn't make any progress. Now that the situation in the outer sea is turbulent and monsters are gathering and approaching the island chain's defense line, Lin has no strength to get it.
, so I simply gave it to Master Luo Shao, and asked Master Luo to help Lin refine the Double Yang Pill to enhance his strength to cope with the next situation!"
I see!
The three of them were stunned.
However, after Luo Chen's eyes flickered twice, he hesitated again and looked at Lin Yichen:
"Master Lin, are you sure that elemental vein is still in that position?"
"Confirmed! That Yuan Vein is very secret. In the cave of the mid-level sixth-order monster, Lin visited it before the situation in the outer sea was turbulent. The monster is still there, which means that the Yuan Vein is still there!"
Lin Yichen nodded solemnly.
Seeing this, Luo Chen smiled:
"Haha, good! Don't worry, Master Lin, for the sake of that Yuan Vein, Luo will do his best to refine the Shuangyang Pill!"
With a firm voice, Luo Chen stood up and put away the medicinal materials on the table.
Seeing the firm look on Luo Chen's face, Lin Yichen finally felt relieved.
Immediately, Lin Yichen gave Luo Chen a demon king inner elixir as a commission, chatted for a few more words, and then left.
Wait for Lin Yichen to leave.
Luo Chen turned around and looked at Mu Lao with a smile:
"Master, I'm afraid I need your help this time!"
Luo Chen laughed. Although he is a senior alchemist and his alchemy skills have improved a bit during this period, it is still a bit difficult to refine the sixth-grade top elixir, let alone produce an elixir from just one medicinal material. If you want to refine it,
To get the Shuangyang Pill, you need the help of Mu Lao.
Mu Lao has now been promoted to the Great Alchemy Master and can already refine seventh-grade elixirs, let alone sixth-grade elixirs. Although Mu Lao has no advantage over Luo Chen in refining Shuangyang Pills, Mu Lao has the ability to refine sixth-grade elixirs.
With his rich experience in elixirs, it is still possible to assist Luo Chen from the side. This is why Luo Chen dared to agree to Lin Yichen!
"Haha! You go ahead and refine it, and I will give you some advice. I believe it shouldn't be difficult to refine these Yang Pills!"
Mu Lao understood Luo Chen's alchemy skills and what Luo Chen meant, so he immediately smiled and nodded.
Immediately, the two of them walked out of the lobby without delay and went to the volcano alchemy room in the north of Fire Island.
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Daqin, Hanzhou, Rong County!
Just when Luo Chen was refining elixirs on Fire Island, in this small county far away in Qinhanzhou, two beggars, one large and one small, were holding hands and walking towards the city among the crowd.
Of these two people, the older one was a woman with a cane, wearing ragged clothes and messy hair, and the younger one was a child with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a sallow face.
However, although this child is thin, he has a large frame. At first glance, it is obvious that he is wasted due to malnutrition.
And the direction they were heading to was the county martial arts hall!
Da Qin has martial arts halls all over the states and counties, specifically recruiting school-age children and teaching various martial arts, alchemy, weapon refining, puppetry and other knowledge. It can be said that Da Qin is the holy place for learning martial arts.
Anyone who is admitted to the martial arts hall is like a fish jumping over the dragon's gate. The imperial court not only provides accommodation and free teaching, but also issues a monthly salary, and is regarded as a member of the imperial court.
Not only that, if those who perform well in the martial arts hall will be sent to the Zongwu Hall or Ziwu Villa in Zhongdu to study, it represents a great future.
Therefore, since the martial arts hall was opened in Da Qin, countless people have been thinking hard and want to send their children to the martial arts hall in order to change their destiny!
And these two beggars, one big and one small, are just one of these countless people.
The two walked through the long street and finally arrived at the martial arts hall in the city.
Looking at the majestic building of the martial arts hall and the warriors guarding the gate, the beggar woman showed nervousness on her pale and withered face, and fear in her eyes full of vicissitudes of life.
However, when she saw a dozen children lining up in front of a long table in front of Wu Tang, the beggar woman's hand on the crutch tightened and her eyes became determined.
"Yu'er, today is the last day of enrollment for Wu Tang this year, go ahead!"
A hoarse voice came out, and the beggar woman kicked her cane on the ground and looked at the beggar child beside her.
The beggar child clenched his fists and looked up at the woman with his malnourished and thin face. His big eyes under his thick eyebrows were full of determination:
"Mom, don't worry, my child will definitely be admitted to the martial arts hall!"
The crisp voice was full of stubbornness and determination, without any hint of cowardice that a child should have.
After the voice fell, the beggar boy let go of the woman's hand, dragged his clothes that were full of patches and were too big, and strode towards the long table lined up next to the martial arts hall.
Looking at the back of her child walking away, the beggar woman held her crutch tightly and stood motionless, her eyes full of nervousness and anticipation.
When the beggar child came to the long table in front of the martial arts hall, there were only a few children left in the queue, and soon it was the beggar child's turn.
Behind the long table is a middle-aged warrior. He holds a pen in his right hand and writes on the notebook on the table. He speaks without raising his head:
"Name, age?"
"Jiang Tianyu, nine years old!"
The sound is crisp and clear, without any sloppiness.
Hearing the sound, the middle-aged warrior raised his head in surprise and looked at the beggar child in front of the table.
When he saw the beggar child dressed up, the middle-aged warrior burst into laughter:
"He turns out to be a little beggar, and he got a good name!"
Although there was a smile on his face, the middle-aged warrior did not mean to laugh. Instead, he looked at the little beggar with admiration.
Immediately, the middle-aged warrior waved his hand again:
"Your physical fitness is a bit poor. I hope you can withstand the test. Go in!"
"Yes, thank you sir!"
The little beggar bowed his hand to the middle-aged warrior in a dignified manner, and then quickly ran into the martial arts hall.
outside the door.
Seeing her child enter the martial arts hall, the beggar woman's heart jumped into her throat. She held the crutches tightly in her chest with both hands, gropingly retreated to the corner and squatted down, then looked at the door of the martial arts hall, quietly
Wait quietly.
And this wait is only half a day!
When the beggar woman was dizzy from the scorching sun and the hunger in her belly, a voice of surprise suddenly came from the gate of Wutang:
"Mom! I passed, I passed the exam! I can enter the martial arts hall!"
The voice was filled with ecstatic cries, and the crisp voice was so familiar that it immediately cheered up the dizzy woman.
When the woman broke free from the dizziness and looked intently, she saw a thin figure swaying over, kneeling in front of the woman, and offering a piece of silver in front of her eyes with a pair of dirty little hands.
"Mom, my child has been admitted to the martial arts hall and got straight A's. This is the martial arts hall's reward for the child! From now on, we don't have to starve, freeze or sleep on the streets!"
The little beggar held the silver in his hands like a rare treasure and smiled like a fool.
"Okay, okay, just go in, it'll be fine, just go in..."
The woman's face was filled with a smile, and she reached out to caress the little beggar's thin face, but tears kept falling from her weathered eyes.
Seeing the beggar mother and son squatting by the wall, passers-by on the street looked sideways.
The eyes of several walkers on the street lit up when they saw the silver in the hands of the little beggar.
However, when they saw a martial artist from a martial arts hall not far behind the little beggar, the street walkers felt like a bucket of cold water was being poured on them, and they hurriedly shrunk their heads and disappeared into the crowd.