"I have no father or mother, and I don't have a name......"

Li Sancai was the last to tell the origin, and as soon as he spoke, everyone was taken aback.

It turned out that Li San's parents were gone as soon as he was born, and he survived by giving leftovers and picking up garbage from his neighbors, and he lived on the streets at a young age.

At the beginning of the year, he had a serious illness and fell on the side of the road dying, and it happened that the monks stationed there were passing by, and found that this beggar who was covered with sores actually had spiritual roots, so he took him back to the Taoist temple for treatment.

Half a month later, Li San slowly recovered, and the monk stationed there told him the truth and asked him if he was willing to cultivate immortals.

Li Sancai was grateful, so he naturally agreed.

When the monk asked him what his name was, Li Sancai said that he had no name and did not know his parents' surnames.

The monks stationed there are some difficulties, so there must be a name before entering, right?

Li Sancai asked the resident monk what his surname was.

The resident monk said, "My surname is Li. ”

Li Sancai said: "The immortal master is my reborn parents, so my surname is Li." ”

Although the garrison monk felt that this matter was ridiculous, he couldn't refuse, and thought for a while: "You have the three spiritual roots of water, fire, and earth, so you will be called Li Sancai in the future." ”

Zhu Cong, He Shaoqun and Bai He all felt sympathy when they heard this, and they all spoke comfortingly.

Everyone chatted for a while, and Senior Brother Xun walked over from the main hall and hesitated: "On weekdays, I am the only one who lives here, and I never make a fire to cook, so it is a problem for you to eat." ”

Zhao Lin understood as soon as he heard it, and took the initiative to say: "I brought silver taels with me, go out and buy some food." ”

Senior Brother Xun nodded and said, "Then it's troublesome Senior Brother." ”

Zhu Cong immediately shouted, "I'll go with Senior Brother Zhao." ”

Zhao Lin glanced at him with a smile, "Yes, but you have to go a long way." ”

Zhu Cong said: "I happened to be walking on the road, and it was very stuffy here. ”

He Shaoqun said: "It's a little boring, I'll go too." ”

Zhao Lin nodded, looked at Li Sancai and Bai He, and both of them said they wanted to go.

"Okay, let's go together!"

Zhao Lin waved a few people, and asked Senior Brother Xun before leaving, "What does Senior Brother like to eat?" I'll bring it back in a moment. ”

Senior Brother Xun shook his head and said, "After cultivating, if you don't eat mortal food, Senior Brother doesn't have to care about me." ”

Zhao Lin didn't ask any more questions, took the four junior brothers and sisters out of the Taoist temple, and went straight to the county seat.

Walking on the road, Bai He suddenly said, "Senior Brother Zhao, are you a person who practices martial arts?" ”

Zhao Lin glanced at her, thinking that this girl had good eyesight, and asked, "How can you see it?" ”

Bai He said: "I see that my senior brother's body is very light when he walks, but his feet are very stable, my brother has been practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall, and his walking posture and gait are very similar to those of my senior brother." ”

Zhao Lin nodded, "You can see it quite accurately, senior brother, I have indeed practiced boxing and kicking for a few days." ”

The Taoist temple is more than ten miles away from the county seat, and it takes nearly an hour to enter the city.

Zhao Lin inquired a little, took everyone to the best restaurant in the county, asked for a private room, and ordered twenty dishes in one go.

He Shaoqun, Bai He and Li San knew that the cost of eating here must be not small, and they all thanked him, and even the youngest Zhu Cong also said: "Let the senior brother break the bank." ”

Zhao Lin thought that these four junior brothers and sisters had good qualities, and said with a smile: "When you arrive in the Xuanyuan Continent, I am afraid that these real money and silver will be useless, so I will spend them as soon as possible, so I don't have to carry them with me." ”

At this time, it was already past noon, there were not many diners in the store, and the food was served quickly.

Everyone was already hungry, especially a few teenagers, who were at the age of "half the size of the child, eating the poor old man", and they ate a lot.

Zhao Lin observed silently and found that several teenagers were eating vigorously, but Bai He didn't move his chopsticks much.

At first, he thought that the woman had a small appetite, but soon noticed that her face was a little strange, her brow was slightly frowned, and one hand was pressed on her lower abdomen.

Zhao Lin probably had a guess in his heart, and when he raised his nose, he smelled a trace of blood between his noses, and he knew what was going on.

"Dude......"

Zhao Lin called his buddy and ordered a bowl of motherwort stewed old hen soup in a low voice.

After a while, the chicken soup was served.

Bai He was stunned for a moment when he saw the motherwort in the chicken soup, and his eyes secretly glanced at Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin didn't move, lowered his head and ate vegetables.

Bai He put his mind at ease, finally picked up the bowl and filled himself with a bowl of soup.

After drinking, I couldn't get enough of another bowl.

After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, my face looked much better.

After lunch, Zhao Lin thought that he was too lazy to run again in the evening, so he packed the leftovers that he hadn't finished eating, bought five drawers of steamed buns, and brought them back together.

After this rush, when they returned to the True Yang Temple, the teenagers were a little tired, and they yawned and went back to their rooms to rest.

Zhao Lin picked a well-lit room, cleaned it briefly, closed the doors and windows, and sat down cross-legged.

Take out a "Congenital Pill" from your bosom, swallow it, and start to practice.

Although he was about to cultivate immortals, Zhao Lin was not ready to give up martial arts.

He had asked Huang Zhuosong and Lu Qing about the combat power of the Qi Refining Realm cultivators.

According to the two of them, the physical strength of the Qi Refining Realm cultivator was not comparable to that of the Innate Realm martial artist who had been reborn.

Before mastering the spells, the Qi Refining Realm cultivators were only more powerful than ordinary people, and their bodies were stronger.

If you make a horizontal comparison, the strength of the cultivators in the early stage of qi refining is stronger than that of the blood realm martial artists, and the strength of the middle stage of qi refining is stronger than that of the Yuan realm martial artists.

But if the distance between the two sides was within seven steps, then the Blood Realm Martial Artist could even kill a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining.

It's kind of similar to the clash between hot and cold weapons.

Zhao Lin is a congenital realm martial sect, as long as he can get close, he can even fight with a late-stage Qi refining cultivator.

So for now, martial arts is his ability to settle down.

The innate pill that Zhao Lin took was prepared by himself after discussing it with the people in the Medicine Pavilion.

The pill contains four medicinal properties: water, fire, earth, and ice, and others eat it and hurt their bodies, only Zhao Lin has a spirit beast diagram, and he can easily refine the medicinal power in it.

When the sun was setting in the west, Zhu Cong, He Shaoqun and others walked out of the room one after another.

Everyone had nothing to do, so they went to the front yard to chat, which was spacious and transparent, and you could see the mountains in the distance.

Senior Brother Xun stood outside the door for a long time, and when he saw that no one had come, he also walked into the courtyard to talk to everyone.

The young people gathered together and were about to go to Chenghua Sect, and the topic of discussion was naturally related to the Tao, imagining that one day they would be able to fly to the sky and become a soldier.

Senior Brother Xun didn't interject, just listened silently on the side, with a little vicissitudes and emotion in his expression.

Zhao Lin could probably guess his mood, at the beginning of his martial arts practice, there was no one who didn't want to cultivate to the Blood Realm Yuan Realm, or even the first in the world, but there were very few people who really realized it.

"Senior Brother Xun, how many years have you been here?"

Zhao Lin walked to Senior Brother Xun and sat down, chatting a few words, only to know that he was in charge of Qizhou and Yunzhou, looking for people with spiritual roots, and had been stationed here for three years.

"It's a pity that this year's luck is not good, and I haven't found any of them."

Senior Brother Xun laughed at himself and sighed softly.

(End of chapter)