Zhao Ling stood by the pond, staring blankly at the distant sky, his eyes filled with worry.
She hasn't seen her cousin Zhao Qi for more than a year since he left for a mission.
Counting the days, cousin Zhao Qi should have returned to the sect a few months ago, but there is still no news.
Fortunately, the soul lamp that my cousin left in the clan has never been extinguished, which at least means that the other party is still alive.
"I hope my cousin can come back safely."
While she was praying silently for her cousin, suddenly a maid ran over.
"Miss Qizhen, someone from Master Zhao Qi's residence just came to report that he has returned to his residence."
"Very good!"
After hearing this, Zhao Ling stepped onto the Escape Light excitedly and flew directly towards the island where Zhao Qi was.
Half an hour later.
Zhao Ling came to Zhao Qi's mansion unimpeded.
"Where is my cousin?" Zhao Ling asked the servant on the side.
"The master is resting in the master bedroom." the servant replied.
"rest?"
According to the past situation, unless her cousin was in retreat, whenever she came to his house, his cousin would come out to greet her.
This time, not only did no one come out, but they were still resting.
Faintly, she had already noticed that something was wrong.
She quickly quickened her pace and soon arrived at the bedroom door.
"Cousin?" She knocked on the door gently.
"Come in." A weak voice came from inside the house.
Hearing this sound, Zhao Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened the door and walked in.
I saw my cousin Zhao Qi lying quietly on the bed.
His pale face and weak breath all revealed that his cousin was seriously injured.
Zhao Ling quickly stepped forward, sat beside the bed and said, "Cousin, what happened? How did you get hurt like this?"
"It's a long story..." Zhao Qi sighed.
He was about to continue talking when he saw the door of the room being opened, followed by a middle-aged monk walking in.
"Master, are you here?" Zhao Qi raised his body with difficulty and prepared to stand up and salute.
"You are injured like this, so you don't need to bow." The middle-aged monk waved his hand.
Zhao Ling turned around when she heard the sound, and saw that the person coming was none other than her fifth uncle, Zhao Xingzhen. He was not only Zhao Qi's master, but also the master of the Tianzhen Pavilion.
She quickly saluted and said, "Ling'er has met Uncle Wu."
Zhao Xingzhen nodded slightly and said, "Ling'er, you go down first, Zhao Qi and I still have something to discuss."
"Ah? Okay..." Although Zhao Ling was a little reluctant, he still followed the other party's instructions and left the house.
Zhao Xingzhen waved his hand to set up a soundproofing ban. When he saw Zhao Qi moving to speak, he stepped forward to stop him and said, "Don't speak in a hurry. Let me take a look at your injuries first."
While speaking, his hand was already on the other person's pulse.
After a moment, he withdrew his right hand and took out a pill and said: "It seems that you have taken the healing pill, so the injuries in your body have been controlled. The pill in my hand can speed up the repair of the damage.
meridians, allowing you to recover as soon as possible."
With that said, he brought the elixir to the other party's mouth.
"Thank you, Master!" With the help of Master, Zhao Qi slowly sat up and swallowed the pill.
The elixir was extremely effective, and after just a moment, his face, as pale as paper, had regained some of its color.
"You can now tell me what happened when you went out this time?" Zhao Xingzhen said.
"Okay, Master." Zhao Qi no longer had difficulty speaking and began to tell the other party the details of his trip.
It turned out that when he and several brothers were exploring the Chaobei Icefield, they unexpectedly encountered a blue storm.
The blue storm on this ice sheet is extraordinary. The terrifying low temperature in the center of the storm will cause even a foundation-building monk to freeze into a ball of solid ice in an instant!
In order to avoid the storm, several of them mistakenly entered an underground ice cave.
Who would have thought that they would actually find a place in the ice cave, which was suspected to be the remains of the foundation-building monks.
Several people were overjoyed and were about to enter the palace to investigate. But somehow, the magic circle outside the palace was triggered, teleporting them to somewhere in the ice field instantly.
As the saying goes, when a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will clog his teeth.
This time they accidentally teleported and landed directly surrounded by a group of direwolves.
After a bloody battle, several people managed to escape from the wolf's mouth.
Then, after taking a short rest, they hurried back to the sect, preparing to explore the remaining mansion together another day.
"That's it. Judging from your injury, I guess you won't be able to participate in the gambling fight with the Wang family a month later. Just rest here." After Zhao Xingzhen finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"Master, wait a minute, can you tell me who the Zhao family is going to send to replace me in that gambling fight?" Zhao Qi said.
"Based on her strength, Zhao Tianyun should be sent there. But Tianyun is currently in seclusion to learn swordsmanship. In addition, some of the other people are performing other tasks, and some are in seclusion preparing to advance, so the clan plans to
Send Zhao Xing there." Zhao Xingzhen said.
"They actually sent their sixth brother, so who did the Wang family send?" Zhao Qi said.
"According to the information received, the Wang family is preparing to send Wang Qi." Zhao Xingzhen said.
"Wang Qi? That sixth brother is probably no match for me!" Zhao Qi said.
"Having said that, there is no one in the clan right now, so this is all we can do." Zhao Xingzhen sighed.
Speaking of the gambling fight between the two parties, it was because the Zhao family and the Wang family had a dispute in a mine. The two families had an agreement that each party would send a disciple who was in the early stage of opening his veins for a sword fight.
If you win one party, you will have exclusive ownership of the mine for a century!
This mine is rich in a type of obsidian commonly used by refiners, and after a hundred years of accumulated profits, it is also a considerable amount of income.
Therefore, this competition is very important to both the Zhao family and the Wang family!
Especially for the Zhao family, they have lost three times in a row. If they lose again, they will really lose face.
As the core disciple of the clan, Zhao Qi was naturally not willing to watch the Zhao family lose in the gambling battle, especially because he was injured and absent.
"Master, I have a candidate here. If he is willing to go, he can definitely help my Zhao family win the gambling battle with the Wang family!"
"Oh? Who is it?" Zhao Xingzhen asked doubtfully.
Even at the family meeting, all the elders discussed together and could not find a better candidate than Zhao Xing. How could he, Zhao Qi, think of it?
Seeing his master's expression of doubt, Zhao Qi explained: "This person is not from the Zhao family, but an inner disciple of the Xueyang Sect, named Lin Fan."
"Lin Fan?" Zhao Xingzhen's face became more confused.
"Does Master know this person?" Zhao Qi said.
"This person is a new genius alchemist who is as famous as Meng Li. Who in the sect doesn't know about it?" Zhao Xingzhen said.
"Genius Alchemist?!"
This time, it was Zhao Qi who was surprised.
what's the situation?
He left the sect less than two years ago, how could Junior Brother Lin suddenly transform into a genius alchemist?