"Haha, fellow Taoist, you don't have to be too humble. Huang is not a casual compliment. To tell you the truth, I have a lot of miscellaneous knowledge because of my apprenticeship. Among them is the art of physiognomy and qi observation. Fellow Taoist's face is indeed different from ordinary people.
, not a thing in the pond, the future is limitless, so I am so shameless in making friends, I hope fellow Taoist will not take offense."
These words were so candid that Lin Xuan was very fond of him. Although he didn't know how to read faces, he definitely knew how to tell people. The learned scholar in front of him, who called himself Huang Tingzong, was really a gentleman.
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There are many intrigues and intrigues in the world of immortality. Lin Xuan never lags behind others, but this does not mean that he really likes to scheme. It is just a means to survive in the world of immortality. If you can choose,
Of course Lin Xuan still wants to make some honest friends.
The person in front of me obviously meets the requirements.
As for the art of facing, it is one of the hundred arts of cultivating immortals, but it is a relatively partial one. Because it does not help the path to immortality, few monks are willing to learn it.
The secular fortune-telling technique has been passed down from this art. Of course, what secular people learn is completely incomparable with that of immortal cultivators. Although the two come from the same source, the actual effects are not on the same level.
Generally speaking, immortal cultivators who are willing to learn the miscellaneous knowledge of physiognomy must either be full of food or have a natural instinct. Otherwise, who would waste a lot of time on such miscellaneous knowledge that is useless to the path to immortality.
However, after listening to what Huang Tingzong said, Lin Xuan knew a little more about the art of physiognomy. The skills created by ancient monks indeed had their own reasons.
Like the person in front of me, a mere immortal cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, even if his spiritual consciousness is magnified ten times, he still can't see through his Qi Condensation Technique. But through his face, he can see some clues. If he is flexible and good at
Analysis shows that this skill can have some auxiliary effects when facing enemies.
Lightning flashed in his mind, and before Lin Xuan could think of how to reply, the other party's warm invitation reached his ears again: "Fellow Taoist, the four of us have absolutely no ill intentions. The journey is lonely. Let's sit together, even if it's...
It would also be good to exchange experiences on cultivation..."
"Since Taoist friend has such good intentions, how could Lin not appreciate it?" Lin Xuan was afraid that the other party would have malicious intentions, so he immediately agreed to follow the stick.
Although he did not know the art of physiognomy, he could still see that the four monks in front of him seemed different from ordinary people.
It doesn't hurt to make some friends.
Lin Xuan will not look down on him just because he is a Nascent Soul. No one can explain this path of cultivation. Thirty years ago in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, today's little monk, by chance, later became a senior.
is not impossible.
What's more, when three people are walking together, there must be my teacher. Sometimes, the younger generation of monks will occasionally have some unique insights in practice, which can bring great enlightenment and help to one's own practice.
Lin Xuan has encountered this kind of thing before, and with his personality, he is naturally not like ordinary high-level immortal cultivators who would put on high-spirited expressions when meeting younger disciples.
People should be humble.
Anyway, I am traveling this time because I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation. So why not exchange my cultivation experience with them or chat with them? Maybe by chance, I can break through the bottleneck.
Of course, this idea is a bit wishful thinking, and the possibility is too low.
What's the harm in giving it a try?
Lin Xuan didn't have so many worries, and didn't feel that doing so would lose his identity. After agreeing to the other party, he put away his flying magic weapon, and then raised his legs to get on the other party's spirit boat.
Huang Tingzong naturally greeted him with fists clasped in his arms, and the smile on his face was obviously sincere.
The other three people also stood up at this moment.
"I'm Lin Xuan, I would like to pay my respects to all fellow Taoists."
Lin Xuan cupped his fists and bent down. After all, he was pretending to be an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Yuanying. However, the four friends of Yanshan in front of him had average cultivation. Without exception, they were all cultivators in the late Yuanying stage.
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You should behave respectfully both emotionally and rationally.
Anyway, if you bend down and make a bow, you won't lose anything. Lin Xuan is a very practical person, unlike those high-level immortal cultivators who are so face-saving.
"Haha, brother Lin Xian is not too polite. We, the four friends of Yanshan, are like-minded. Since you are favored by our eldest brother, you are my friend Zhuge Tianyuan." The speaker was an unattractive immortal cultivator, who was dry and thin.
He must be in his early fifties, and his clothes are very strange. They are criss-crossed and look like a chessboard.
This man was a familiar person, and he was very enthusiastic, which made Lin Xuan dumbfounded, and he couldn't say much.
"My younger brother Yu Miaorong has met Brother Lin."
The other person was holding a paintbrush, and he looked like a scholar in his early twenties. When he cupped his fists and saluted, his face even looked a little embarrassed, as if he was really a scholar who studied hard in a cold window and had never interacted with others.
Of course Lin Xuan would not think so. After all, someone who could cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage would have lived hundreds of years anyway.
The woman on the side brushed her hand at Lin Xuan but did not speak.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised. My third sister's surname is Zi, and her given name is Xuan. She has suffered from oral disease since she was a child and has been unable to speak. Although there is the art of ventriloquism in this world, it is always indecent to speak to others by making sounds from the belly.
, so my little sister has never learned anything." The learned scholar sighed, and his regretful voice reached his ears.
"Oral disease?"
Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. It is normal for mortals to have speechless people, but this woman is an immortal cultivator, and she is also a person at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
What is a minor illness? Even if one is missing limbs, immortal cultivators have the ability to re-sever limbs. A minor mouth disease is nothing. Can't it be cured?
Seeing the look on Lin Xuan's face, the scholar spoke up: "Brother Lin, you don't know that Third Sister's mouth disease is unique. Let alone using ordinary methods to cure it, even if you give up this body.
, it may not be useful to seize the body again."
"oh?"
Lin Xuan was very interested after hearing this. Could it be that there was something wrong with the three souls and seven souls? That would be really difficult.
However, he did not dwell on this issue. After all, although the two parties had a good conversation, they were not familiar with each other, and it would be a bit abrupt to say anything rashly.
Next, Lin Xuan also introduced himself. This time, there were very few lies. He was just a casual practitioner. When he was practicing, he encountered a bottleneck and came here to practice.
It doesn't seem like it's a lie to say it this way. After all, teaching the Poison Dragon Patriarch and finding out the secrets of Red Leaf Island are all part of the experience.
"Why did the four fellow Taoists come here and go out for a wander?" Lin Xuan said nonchalantly.
After hearing this, several people's faces turned red. You looked at me and I looked at you, without exception, they all looked embarrassed.
"Haha, it's Lin who is being abrupt. If there are any secrets, I don't want to tell you. Fellow Taoists, don't force me."
Lin Xuan smiled dryly, but deep down in his heart, he couldn't laugh or cry. He had never seen such an honest person in the world of immortality for so long. If you couldn't tell it easily, you wouldn't just tell a little lie. In the end, you would have to pay for it yourself.
Find steps and let them get down.
"Haha, it's not impossible to say that a gentleman is magnanimous and can do anything in this world. To be honest with fellow Taoists, we came to Hongye Island to find out if there is any suitable work for us.
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"Looking for a job?" Lin Xuan was dumbfounded when he heard this, but he became more and more confused: "Lin heard that the owner of Hongye Island is the Poison Dragon Ancestor. This man is a demonic monk with an extremely cruel personality. Hongye
What positions can be found on the island and how many fellow Taoists are suitable?"
Although they have not been together for a long time, Lin Xuan's eyes are so poisonous that he has already seen that the four monks in front of him are indeed temperamental characters. It can even be said that they have no ambitions. Such characters can be said to be unique in the world of immortality. Lin Xuan
I don't want them to let the sheep into the tiger's mouth.
"Seeking a position, haha, it seems that Taoist friends have misunderstood. We don't want to seek refuge with the Poison Dragon Ancestor, not to mention that the immortal cultivator who now holds the power on the island is not this person." Huang Tingzong touched his beard and smiled.
into the ears.
"What, Poison Dragon Ancestor is no longer the owner of the island. Could it be that Hongye Island was taken away by the Sea Clan?" Lin Xuan was shocked. In this case, what he had to do would be at least several times more difficult than it is now.
"Hongye Island, such an important location, is of course in the hands of our human race, but the Holy City has taken it over and directly dispatched high-level monks to sit here. The Poison Dragon Ancestor, although still in a high position, is not the owner of the island.
"Lin has indeed never heard of it. To be honest with fellow Taoists, I have been in seclusion for hundreds of years." Lin Xuan said with a smile. He found that he had made a very low-level mistake and did not change the current situation of Hongye Island.
I knew it, so I came in a hurry.
It is said that knowing yourself and the enemy, and being victorious in every battle, how could I have forgotten such important ancient sayings? Fortunately, God blessed me, and I met the Four Friends of Yanshan on the way. Otherwise, there is no telling what would have happened.
Secretly rejoicing in his heart, Lin Xuan also began to humbly ask for advice: "Lin has been in seclusion for a long time, and he doesn't know the current situation in Hongye Sea. I also asked a few fellow Taoists to explain it in detail. I will be very grateful."
"Haha, Brother Lin is too polite. This is not a secret. Since you want to know, of course we will tell you one by one." Huang Tingzong said with a smile, stroking his beard.
Then he took Lin Xuan and sat down: "Anyway, there is still a long journey to Hongye Island. Come, let's talk while drinking."
The other three people also sat down together. There were all kinds of delicacies on the table, all delicious and delicious. Huang Tingzong bought a pair of bowls and chopsticks for Lin Xuan, then stood up and poured a glass of wine for Lin Xuan: "This is
Although wine is not a spiritual thing, it has a mellow taste. Fellow Taoist, please give it a try."