After a long time, Xie Lingjun brought Mulan and Li Yuanqing out of the desolate area. It was just dawn, and the surroundings were still the same as last time. It was deserted. At this time, it started raining heavily. Xie Lingjun quickly used his spiritual power to lift the head of Mulan.
Blocked by the rain, I looked back at Li Yuanqing.
"It's okay. I'll just wave my flower hand to keep out the rain. You guys can go. This place is not far from my original home. I'll go back and take a look. It might be helpful to me. We'll meet at the wild tea stall a hundred miles away."
"Well, good!"
Xie Lingjun nodded, and Li Yuanqing ran toward the west, waving his flowery hands. Xie Lingjun looked at Li Yuanqing's leaving figure and really wanted to laugh. He looked back at Mulan, and the two smiled at each other.
"Why are you laughing?" Mulan asked with a smile.
"I'm laughing at that kid, what about you? Why are you laughing?" Xie Lingjun chuckled softly.
"Nothing..." Mulan shook her head and raised her head slightly to look at Xie Lingjun, "Tell me about your business again. What did Li Yuanqing mean when he said he wanted to change his name to Xu Zhiping? Why did you look so strange when you heard that..."
"Ahem..."
Xie Lingjun staggered as soon as he heard the three words "Xu Zhiping". His mind was filled with the "lofty ambitions" that Li Yuanqing had promised to Hongyan before he came out. After coughing twice, Xie Lingjun's mind was spinning eight times.
After ten rounds of back and forth, I tried my best to change Li Yuanqing's "lofty ideal" into a less obscene term.
Xie Lingjun and Mulan were chatting and laughing along the way. It seemed that because of Mulan's cultivation, Xie Lingjun walked very slowly to take care of Mulan's footsteps, but Mulan seemed to know the reason.
, tacitly slowing down his pace.
The ten-mile journey is not far, especially for cultivators. It is not a problem at all. Even for ordinary people without spiritual power, even if it rains, one hour is enough for the ten-mile journey. However, Xie Lingjun and Mulan were stunned to have walked for three days.
An hour later, Li Yuanqing was sitting at the wild tea stall mentioned earlier, waiting for Xie Lingjun and Mulan.
Perhaps because of the rain, there were few pedestrians coming and going. Only a few cultivators skipped the tea stall in the rain and rushed to the city gate ten miles away, waiting for the inspection of the city guards.
"this!"
Li Yuanqing sat at the only table in the thatched hut set up by the tea stall, holding a bowl of hot tea soup and waving to Xie Lingjun and Mulan who finally came over. Xie Lingjun and Mulan walked over slowly.
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"Drink some hot water to warm yourself up. Would you like to have anything, sir? I have some tea and pastries to warm you up."
Before Xie Lingjun could sit down, an old woman stood up and saw that she was the owner of the tea stall. She took two steps and three steps, and the old woman came over happily with a pot of hot tea and gave Xie Lingjun and Mulan a small bowl of hot water each.
"You two came here against the wind and rain. We just made some hot ginger tea. Why don't you serve some first to get rid of the cold?" the old woman asked with a smile.
"It's up to you." Mulan nodded softly.
"Hey, that's good!"
The old woman responded, turned around and brought another pot to the stove not far away. The spout was steaming with steaming mist. Before the mist dissipated, the old woman brought it to her in a few steps, scalding hot ginger tea.
Like the Milky Way falling, it fell into two bowls and gathered in front of He Mulan.
"Please use it, you two. Please finish your drink before refilling."
"Thank you, old man!"
Mulan nodded and thanked. The old woman smiled and returned to her stove to continue working. Mulan held the hot tea bowl in her hand, brought it to her mouth and blew it gently, then took a sip and drank it. Her face became rosy.
, Xie Lingjun realized that he had not used his spiritual power to protect Mulan from the wind and cold.
"How is it? Is it better?" Xie Lingjun said while sending some spiritual power to Mulan.
"I'm fine. I feel better after a sip of hot tea. You don't have to waste your spiritual energy on me..." Mulan said with a smile.
"It's not wasted. My spiritual power recovers very quickly. Don't worry." Xie Lingjun patted his chest and said loudly.
"For my sake, can you please stop for a while?" Li Yuanqing said angrily.
"Drink your drink. Did you find out who called you?" Xie Lingjun asked without looking back.
"No, but I found one..."
As he said that, Li Yuanqing took out a pure black sign. When Xie Lingjun took a look, he saw that the sign was about the size of a palm, square and smooth, with no lines on the front and back. The three of them were confused.
"Are you sure these are not the tiles on your roof?" Xie Lingjun asked doubtfully.
"Of course not. This is metal. The tiles are made of mud. They are curved and break when broken. Mine are straight! They are hard!" Li Yuanqing said angrily.
"Iron tiles...hahaha..." Xie Lingjun said so hard that he didn't even believe it.
"Have you done anything to it?" Mulan asked.
"What have you done? This is... metal! And... the shape... can do what?" Li Yuanqing looked at Mulan in surprise and said.
"Huh? She probably said that you have injected spiritual power, dripped blood or something. What are you thinking about?" Xie Lingjun frowned and asked.
"Ah, I thought...I thought you asked me if I had ever been bitten...No, not at all!" Li Yuanqing shook his head with some guilt.
"Then you give it a try..." Xie Lingjun said quickly.
"good!"
Li Yuanqing nodded and tried to inject spiritual power into the sign, but after a stick of incense passed, the sign showed no reaction. When Li Yuanqing saw this, he bit his fingertip hard and two drops of blood fell on the sign. As expected,
Two dots of golden light flashed on the sign, and the two drops of blood disappeared instantly.
Li Yuanqing, Xie Lingjun and Mulan held their breaths and waited quietly for the change in the brand, but the old woman came over to refill the tea five times, and there was no change at all after the brand absorbed the two drops of blood.
"Is there... less blood?" Li Yuanqing stretched his head and looked at Xie Lingjun and asked.
"Tsk... How about you add a few more drops to cheer me up?" Xie Lingjun gritted his teeth at the sight.
"good!"
After saying that, Li Yuanqing was about to bite his finger again, but then he thought about it, made a knife with two fingers, and used his spiritual power to make a cut on his wrist. The pain made Li Yuanqing break out in cold sweat, and blood flowed to the sign, dots of golden light.
More and more, until the whole sign glowed with dazzling golden light, Li Yuanqing gave up.
This time the golden light did not fade away. The three of them were once again looking at the sign in a trance. The rain outside the shed gradually stopped. Just when the three of them were not paying attention, a man with a purple robe and a black crown and a long beard with an immortal air appeared.
The old Taoist appeared in front of the tea stall, flicked his whisk, walked to Li Yuanqing's side in two steps, and leaned over to look at the sign together.
"Are you looking for me?"
"who!"
The old Taoist said a word, and Xie Lingjun and the other three immediately jumped up. The old Taoist was frightened by the violent reaction and backed away repeatedly. Xie Lingjun stood up and stood in front of Mulan and Li Yuanqing, looking at the long-bearded old Taoist in front of him with a wary face.
