On the first day of April, the sky was clear.

Heyang Town, the only inn, on the second floor.

Outside the box in the deepest part of the corridor, Fan Youzheng was commanding a young man.

"Long Autumn ......"

Fan You's expression was calm, but his eyes were a little complicated: "After I leave, this pawnshop will be handed over to you to take care of, if you encounter something that can't be solved, put it aside for the time being, don't make your own decision." ”

Fan Changqiu made a white smoke when he heard this.

"Dad, don't worry, with your identity as a worshipper of the Wildfire Army, your son and I are in Heyang City, what else can I not solve?"

Fan Changqiu is a young man of about twenty years old, his words are slightly frivolous, his face is like a crown of jade, his appearance is very outstanding, and his skin is glowing with a healthy ruddy luster.

Fan You glared at Fan Changqiu fiercely when he heard this: "If your father and I really can't come back, you will have to be a man with your tail between your legs in the future......"

The father and son muttered in the corridor for a while, and then Fan Changqiu left.

At the door of the inn, Lin Xing didn't know Fan Changqiu who was walking towards him, but Fan Changqiu and Zhu You's appearance were very similar, and he still guessed something.

The wind in early spring was still a little cool, Fan Changqiu tightened his shirt, and he glanced at the person beside him who was covered by a black robe.

The figures of the two were staggered, and a trace of spiritual power escaped from Lin Xing's fingers, quietly attached to Fan Changqiu's body, and Fan Changqiu didn't notice it at all.

Lin Xing didn't squint, his eyes were indifferent.

He ignored the guy who came forward to greet him, walked straight up to the second floor, walked through the corridor, and pushed open the door of the box, and the smiling face of the friend appeared in front of him.

"Zhao Daoyou......"

You looked behind Lin Xing with some confusion: "Why haven't you prepared some things that need to be traded?" This casual gathering is a rare opportunity. ”

Lin Xing's familiarity with Fan You did not have any emotions.

"Fan Daoyou bothered!"

He put his hand into his arms, and in fact, he took out a few inferior jade bottles from the storage bag: "There are not many things that Zhao wants to change, just a few pills, but there are really a lot of things prepared by Daoyou." ”

Lin Xing had already seen the carriage parked outside the inn, and he noticed that many of the goods in the carriage were diffused with faint spiritual power fluctuations.

No need to ask, the owner of the carriage must be Fan You.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, then walked out of the box together and got into the carriage together.

The coachman wiped his mouth and followed out of the inn lobby, his face was full of red light, his eyes were still reminiscent, he had just been arranged by Fan You, and had a sumptuous meal.

Stomp ......

The carriage was galloping on the streets in Heyang Town, and Lin Xing except for talking to Fan You from time to time to say a few words, he just closed his eyes and breathed, which made Fan You's heart a little depressed.

Fan You looked at Lin Xing, who looked calm, with memories in his expression.

I still remember that when I was a teenager, it was also in a carriage, dozens of children were sent to the outer gate of the Ziyan Sect, and only three or two people were left in the end.

The rest, including his friends, were sent back to their villages.

Time flies, and many years pass in a hurry.

"Alas......"

Fan You sighed.

He didn't disturb Lin Xing, but he didn't go to pranayama cultivation like Lin Xing, but lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the backward scenery outside in a daze.

"Why did Fan Daoyou sigh?" Lin Xing opened his eyes, his gaze flashing slightly.

"Sigh at my stupidity."

Fan You shook his head and squeezed out a wry smile: "Time shuttles, people are getting old, and I don't know how many people will remember after a hundred years, there was once me Fan You in this world." ”

Lin Xing looked at Fan You silently, reached out and took out a bone strengthening pill from the inferior jade bottle in his arms.

He looked at the small red golden pill, and suddenly said: "Sad spring and sad autumn, it is better to forge ahead, thousands of rivers and mountains are only under your feet." ”

Fan You was stunned when he heard this.

At this time, it was close to dusk, and the cold wind got into the carriage, Fan You put down the curtain and looked at Lin Xing seriously, and his eyes were somewhat strange.

Once upon a time, Fan You heard another person say something like this.

The wheels of the carriage rolled forward, Lin Xing was still pranayama with his eyes closed, Fan You looked at the faint five-colored aura flickering on his body, and nodded thoughtfully.

Two hours later, the carriage had stopped on the side of the road, Lin Xing opened his eyes again, and in the darkness the coachman and Fan You sat around the campfire, and the horses lowered their heads and ate the grass on the ground.

"Zhao Daoyou, come and try Fan's craftsmanship."

Fan You became more enthusiastic, which made Lin Xing a little uncomfortable, but he thought that he had the red light detoxification effect of the bronze mirror, and reached out to take the things that Fan You handed over.

Looking at the roasted sizzling and fragrant rabbit meat, Lin Xing solved one by dividing five by two, and then with Fan You, he quietly looked at the coachman, warming rice wine on the bonfire, and in the quiet night of spring, there was only the crackling sound of dry wood burning.

The next day, in the carriage.

Lin Xing still closed his eyes and breathed.

Fan You looked at Lin Xing, who was not falling, to be precise, looking at Lin Xing's body, the five-colored aura that flickered by itself, and he still had some hesitation in his heart.

"Zhao Daoyou......"

Finally, Fan You made up his mind, and when Lin Xing opened his eyes again, he said: "Fan saw that Zhao Daoyou didn't seem to have cultivated the method of breathing, which is a taboo for my generation of monks, especially when pranayama in front of others, the method of breathing is a necessary thing. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xing looked down at the five-colored aura on his body, and nodded, feeling that what Fan You said was very reasonable, but in the jade slip given by Qin Lan, why didn't such a basic common sense be recorded?

"Fan is willing to give Zhao Daoyou a recipe for rest."

Fan You's next words made Lin Xing, who was thinking about it, move slightly and raise his head.

"Fan Daoyou has what to ask for, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it." Lin Xing's tone was still calm, and this kind of bearing made Fan You even more determined in his thoughts.

"What can Fan ask for?"

Fan You said, took out an old jade slip from his arms, and handed it to Lin Xing: "I only hope that after Fan dies, Zhao Daoyou can give Fan's descendants some care, and he will be grateful." ”

This jade slip was only the size of a thumb, compared to the jade slip that Lin Xing got from Qin Lan, it was very small, and he took it without any psychological pressure.

"Well said, well said."

Lin Xing's mouth replied again and again.

Fan You was a little dumbfounded, he looked at Lin Xing, who took Yu Jian over directly, and couldn't help but have a little doubt about his decision.

This Zhao Daoyou, who has only known him for half a month, is he really worthy of his trust......

Lin Xing's divine sense penetrated into the jade slip, and quickly understood the breath-collecting method in the jade slip, and handed the jade slip back to Fan You, and then asked:

"I don't understand, Fan Daoyou looks like he is only forty years old, why do you want to take care of your descendants?"

"Fan is eighty years old this year, and he is ...... six"

Fan You was even more suspicious in his heart: "Doesn't Zhao Daoyou know that no matter how high or low a monk's cultivation is, only after he dies will he have obvious aging?" ”

Fan You's rhetorical question made Lin Xing silent.

If you say too much, you will lose, in such a sentence, Lin Xing seems to have confirmed the fact that he is a fledgling.

Seeing that Lin Xing was silent, Fan You became even more anxious about whether he could return safely from this trip.

After all, his enemy had broken through to the second layer of Qi Condensation, and the foreign aid he invited seemed to be just a layer of Qi Condensation who was more skilled in frost techniques.

In the next few days, Lin Xing practiced the secret of respiration he had obtained from Fan You, but until the carriage stopped in front of a sea of flowers, he still didn't have a clue about it.

On this day, it was the sixth day of the fourth month.

The remnant sun is like blood, and at the end of the sea of flowers is a valley, which looks picturesque from a distance, Lin Xing followed Fan You down from the carriage, watched Fan You put on a black robe, and then sent the coachman, drove the carriage by himself, and slowly walked towards the valley.

The moment he stepped into the sea of flowers, Lin Xing had a feeling of passing through something, and then he only felt that the temperature around him had risen to a rather comfortable level.

"This is the formation arranged by the owner of the Plum Blossom Villa, and this entire sea of flowers, even the valley, and even the Plum Blossom Villa itself, are all part of the formation."

Fan You whispered in front of him.

Formation!

Lin Xing's eyes lit up.

As the two of them walked along the path in the sea of flowers, the fragrance in the sky made the spiritual power in Lin Xing's body a lot more active, and he felt it a little, and his expression moved slightly.

"The aura here is so strong."

After Lin Xing realized this, he naturally used the Great Five Elements Condensation True Magic Method to absorb it.

Fan You's expression changed, and he reminded: "Zhao Daoyou, don't cultivate in this sea of flowers!" If the vitality of any flower is really ruined, the two of us will have to be killed, and we must stay as flower fertilizer! ”

Lin Xing's heart was shocked, and he quickly stopped cultivating.

"Yo! Isn't this Brother Fan! ”

A voice like the resonance of gold and iron, with a bit of sarcasm, came from a distance, and the black-robed man who only showed half of his face walked out of the valley.