I live forever in the world of cultivation

Open your eyes.

He Song's eyes immediately locked onto the paper crane in front of him.

Although this paper crane is made of paper, it contains spiritual power. Although it does not look eye-catching, there is something fishy about it.

Paper cranes originate from the sound transmission technique, one of the three basic spells.

Of course, it is indeed a bit unrealistic to truly transmit sounds, but fold a piece of paper with writing on it into a paper crane and then input spiritual power. After attaching the breath of the person you want to find, the paper crane will arrive at an extremely fast speed. Beside this person.

The paper crane created by the sound transmission technique is extremely fast, and it is difficult to intercept it.

In addition, the paper crane is made of paper with writing on it. When the paper crane arrives, the content of the letter will naturally arrive.

In this way, it can be regarded as having the ability to communicate over long distances.

Stretching out his hand to take the paper crane, He Song felt a trace of spiritual power appear on his fingertips.

And just after sensing the spiritual power on He Song's fingertips, the originally vivid paper crane suddenly turned into an ordinary paper crane, without the previous speed and agility.

The next moment, a piece of paper with some writing on it appeared in He Song's hand.

"Fellow Daoist He, Meng has left without knowing when he will return. Good or bad luck is unpredictable. Although I originally intended for you to take over, the summit refused to allow it. I have no choice but to propose another fourth-level qi-training monk with whom I have good friends."

"But don't worry, fellow Taoist. That fellow Taoist is named Zhao Lin, and he has become a good friend with me. Before leaving, I asked him to take good care of you. This person has a similar personality to you, and is quite cautious. I believe you can't get along well." It would be too difficult.”

"Besides, Zhao Lin is proficient in Talismans. If you need anything, you can find him."

"Meng Guan."

He Song glanced at the lines of writing on the paper in his hand and remained silent.

Meng Guan left.

After handing over the duties and packing up his belongings, he left Zhushan Xianfang overnight.

As for why he was in such a hurry to leave.

He didn't even allow himself and Wei Fan to hold a farewell party for him.

He Song also had some guesses as to the reason.

First, if you go to Chiling Gold Mine one day earlier, you can start earning spiritual stones one day earlier.

Second, parting is too sad. Rather than making the three of them feel uncomfortable, it would be better to say goodbye without saying goodbye, which would reduce the pain of parting.

third

Putting down the letter in his hand, He Song thought about it and finally didn't throw it away.

After folding the letter, He Song placed it in the quiet room.

It is too easy to break when placed on the body. He Song does not have high-end goods such as storage bags now, so naturally he can only put it in a quiet room. When he has a storage bag in the future, he can transfer it.

Thinking in his mind, He Song looked out the window.

At this time, the sky was already bright, but the sun had not yet fully risen.

Threads of morning mist shrouded the surroundings, greatly obstructing the view.

But there are already voices from the outside world, and the monks in Zhushan Immortal Workshop are about to start a new day of their lives.

Get up.

Cook.

After finishing the meal, He Song first went to the stall area to select some fu ink, and then holding the fu ink in his hand, he found the location where the man named Zhao Lin mentioned in Meng Guan's letter lived.

Naturally, He Song would not give up the connections that Meng Guan left for him before he left.

As a spiritual husband, I am afraid that I will have to spend a long time under the man named Zhao Lin from now on.

In this way, when Meng Guan had just left and Hu Wei was still there when he came to visit, it was unlikely that the other party would not give him face.

After all, Meng Guan gave up his position to him and specifically asked him to take care of He Song.

If you turn a blind eye to this, your character will immediately be questioned by others.

Meng Guan's cultivation before leaving was the sixth level of Qi training.

Today's Zhao Lin is at the fourth level of Qi training.

Although they are both in the middle stage of Qi training, one has just stepped into it while the other has been cultivating it for many years. Naturally, they cannot be compared.

Coupled with his character being questioned, he must not be too comfortable in this position.

In this way, there is a high probability that Zhao Lin will not embarrass himself, and will even take care of him because of Meng Guan's relationship.

Along the way, thoughts flashed through He Song's mind, but his steps were not slow, and he soon arrived at the place where Zhao Lin lived.

Same as He Song.

Zhao Lin also lives in a rental house in Xianfang.

Zhao Lin's home is not far from He Song's home.

Probably only a few minutes away.

Standing at the door of Zhao Lin's house, He Song knocked gently.

Tuk-tuk-tuk~

As the knock on the door rang, a strange noise suddenly came from the originally silent house.

But after a while, a warning voice came out.

"Who!" Inside the house, Zhao Lin held several thick earth talismans with an uncertain expression on his face.

last night.

An old friend who was originally kind to me suddenly left, and at the same time, he also handed over his position in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to himself.

This made him, who was just a little Ling Zhifu, reach the sky in one step, and he suddenly got the position of managing the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

You know, although Ling Zhifu is also an insider of Xianfang, he has no rights and is just a farmer all year round.

But the management of Lingyao Pavilion is completely different.

As the manager of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, Meng Guan has the responsibility of introducing spiritual cultivators and distributing spiritual seeds.

Who can be a spiritual husband?

Who can get better spiritual seeds.

Meng Guan alone has the final say on these matters.

Now that Meng Guan has given way to him, these responsibilities naturally fall on him.

Although the monthly salary from the management of Lingyao Pavilion is not high, if gray income is included, this income is much more than what he earns from farming for a year.

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However, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The management of Lingyao Pavilion, which is a lucrative position, is also watched by many people.

Now that he suddenly takes power, I wonder what those people will think.

And his cultivation level has just broken through the fourth level of Qi training, and he does not have the combat power to truly reach the middle stage of Qi training.

Therefore, when someone suddenly knocked on the door, Zhao Lin's first thought was to take out the thick earth talisman on his body to save his life.

"Fellow Taoist Zhao Lin, I'm He Song. Lao Meng should have mentioned me to you before he left last night. I'm here to visit you today. I hope you'll open your door and see me."

Outside the door, He Song, holding Fu Mo, said loudly.

The talisman in your hand is naturally a greeting gift that needs to be given to the other person when you meet him for the first time.

He Song is relatively reassured by the connections Meng Guan left behind.

On the way here, He Song was already ready to get along with the other party for a long time.

The room was quiet for a moment.

He Song felt a ray of eyes sweeping over him from the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, the door in front of him opened.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist He. Brother Meng did tell me last night to come in quickly." Zhao Lin had a hint of embarrassment on his face and quickly invited He Song into the house as he spoke.

close the door.

Go inside.

inside the house.

Beside a messy desk.

He Song and Zhao Lin sat down in order.

A cup of hot tea was quickly delivered to He Song by Zhao Lin.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist He. Since you are a good friend of Brother Meng, you are naturally also a good friend of mine. If you have anything to do in the future, just let me know at any time." Although it was the first time we met, Zhao Lin was quite enthusiastic at the moment. .

Come to think of it, there was nothing false about his friendship with Meng Guan.