There are six Royal Beast Halls in Yanmen County: Jinxingtang, Muxingtang, Shuixingtang, Huoxingtang, Tuxingtang, and Qixingtang.

Each hall is in charge of the spirit beasts of the line, such as the Jinxing Hall raising the Jinxing spirit beasts, because the three spirit beasts of the wind, ice and thunder are relatively few, so they are merged into the Qixing Hall.

"Two fellow Daoists, what's the matter?"

Liang Song and Zhao Lin came to the Fire Shop Hall, and there were two disciples guarding the door in front of the hall, and one of them asked.

"Let's find the hall master below."

Zhao Lin arched his hand and took out Elder Wu's letter.

"Fellow Daoist, please, wait."

The disciple took the letter, turned around and went in to report it.

After a while, he came out and said, "The hall master is invited!" ”

Zhao Lin asked Liang Song to wait outside, walked through the courtyard with the disciples guarding the door, walked into the hall, and saw a middle-aged monk with thick hair and a strong body when he entered the door.

"I've seen Shi-senpai."

There was no need for the disciple to remind him, Zhao Lin also knew that the person in front of him was Shi Zhenyue, and bowed and saluted.

Because of the relationship between Elder Wu, it seems closer to call the senior instead of the hall master.

Shi Zhenyue bowed slightly, his sharp gaze swept over Zhao Lin, and said bluntly: "Since Senior Brother Wu has spoken, this hall will do its best." ”

"However, the Fire Hall is busy, so it's hard for me to find much time to teach spells. It's impossible for you to stay in Yanmen County for too long, you can only learn some fur. ”

This is to say ugly things in advance, lest Zhao Lin not learn the spell, and Elder Wu will come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Zhao Lin thought that this was just right, and hurriedly said: "The juniors understand, they only need the seniors to give a little bit of attention and go back to cultivate on their own." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of "Zhengchun Dan" from his arms and offered it with both hands.

"This is a little bit of the junior's heart, please smile at the seniors."

The Zhengchun Pill is one of the pills that the Zhuji monks take daily, and no matter where Shi Zhenyue has reached in his cultivation, he can take this pill.

A bottle of Zhengchun Dan is worth 200 good deeds, no more, no less, just the right gift.

Shi Zhenyue was also not polite, took the pill, and said, "It's a little late today, you should come over tomorrow afternoon." ”

Zhao Lin said loudly: "Thank you, Senior Shi!" ”

That night, Zhao Lin rested in Liang Song's house.

The two hadn't seen each other for many years and chatted until late at night.

Zhao Lin learned from the conversation that Liang Song had been a teacher for seven years, and now he only has 70 good deeds per month.

Of course, there are additional rewards if done well.

"Brother Liang can earn 2,000 good deeds a year, right?"

Zhao Lin asked tentatively.

"Why!"

Liang Song shook his head with a wry smile, "There was a problem with the beast eggs hatched last year, and hundreds of good deeds were confiscated. After a year of hard work, I only got 15,600 good deeds. ”

Seeing his old friend sighing, Zhao Lin's heart moved and asked, "Is Brother Liang willing to come to Fang City to do things?" ”

Li Sancai and Gu An can earn more than a thousand good deeds a year, and they will definitely have more next year, and what they do is much easier than that of the imperial beast.

I just want to open a branch, so it's better to let Liang Song come over to help, and it's a good thing to cheapen my brother.

At that time, I will be a hands-off shopkeeper and concentrate on cultivation.

Liang Song knew that Zhao Lin was doing things in Fang City, but he didn't know that he was the shopkeeper, so he thought it was a joke and said with a smile: "That's good, when you become the shopkeeper, I will go immediately, so as to save the smell of animal dung all day long." ”

The next day, Liang Song went out early in the morning and went to Tuxingtang.

Zhao Lin had nothing to do, so he went to the market to hang out.

The bazaar covers an extremely wide area, larger than Dongfuhaifang, but it is mainly based on stalls, and the grade is much worse than that of the market, and the personnel are mixed, like a bazaar.

"Yesterday he went to Huoxingtang, I don't know if he was visiting friends or if he had something to do."

"Well, looking at that, I guess I'll be here for a few days."

"Our people will arrive in the afternoon, and we can't run him this time......"

Zhao Lin turned around for a while, and heard someone whispering behind his back.

"It's over, isn't it?"

Zhao Lin sneered in his heart, and suddenly turned around and walked back.

The two monks who were following him immediately stopped and stood in front of a stall, pretending to pick up goods.

Zhao Lin didn't squint, passed by the two of them, sniffed, and remembered the smell of the two of them.

……

In the afternoon, Zhao Lin came to Huoxingtang as promised and met Shi Zhenyue.

"Show me your bodystone."

Shi Zhenyue stretched out his palm, before teaching the spell, he had to make sure that Zhao Lin had already redeemed this spell.

"Yes."

Zhao Lin took out the body stone and covered up other information.

Shi Zhenyue took it and looked at it, and nodded, "It's not convenient to cast spells here, let's go to the practice room." ”

After speaking, he took Zhao Lin into a spacious room.

The room was empty, and a protective circle was set up around it, apparently for the purpose of practicing spells.

At this time, Shi Zhenyue spoke: "To what extent have you practiced the Fire Cloud Spirit Whip, are you still proficient?" ”

Zhao Lin could only tell the truth: "I just started practicing, and I still ...... I can't cast it. ”

"What?"

Shi Zhenyue's face sank as soon as he heard this, "The attainment of this spell in this hall is a great achievement, you haven't started yet, so you came to me for guidance, do you think it's appropriate?" ”

"Senior Brother Wu said that you are a genius in magic, and this is the attitude of cultivation?"

Zhao Lin stubbornly said: "The juniors have some talent in the fire spell, but please ask the seniors to advise, and you can understand some of them." ”

Shi Zhenyue didn't speak with a cold face, obviously not believing Zhao Lin's words.

Zhao Lin knew that there was no basis for his empty words, so he simply took a few steps back and pinched out a magic trick in his hand.

"Flame Arrow!"

As the words fell, a red fireball flew out from his fingertips.

The fireball flew into the air, suddenly exploded, and turned into hundreds of flaming arrows, which tilted on the wall like a torrential rain, causing one shock after another.

"Dacheng-level Flame Stream Arrow!"

Shi Zhenyue is a master of fire spells, and he can see the details of this spell at a glance, and his face shows a look of emotion.

Zhao Lin mastered Dacheng-level spells at a young age, and it is never an exaggeration to call him a genius.

"Since you have this ability, this hall is too worried."

Shi Zhenyue no longer kept a straight face, called Zhao Lin to his side, and explained in detail the key to the spell of the Fire Cloud Spirit Whip.

Zhao Lin's expression was focused, his face was serious, but his mind wandered out of the sky.

Shi Zhenyue spoke for half an hour, then stopped and asked, "How is it, how much do you understand?" ”

Zhao Lin replied: "I understand seven or eight points, but ...... It's better to see than to hear, can the seniors demonstrate it in person? Let the younger generations feel how to drive the fire and spiritual power. ”

Shi Zhenyue didn't doubt him, and asked, "How do you want this hall to demonstrate?" ”

Zhao Lin was overjoyed in his heart, and clasped his arms into fists and said: "The juniors are brave, please feed the seniors." ”

The competition between the peers is called a trick, and the seniors teach the younger generations to practice and imitate spells to call the feeding moves.

Shi Zhenyue laughed, "Okay, then make two strokes and retreat a little ......"

pinched the trick in his hand, condensed a red long whip, and the fire on the whip jumped and flickered, rising endlessly.

The long whip flew up and down, sometimes like a flowing cloud, erratic, sometimes like a fiery snake, and the agility was abnormal.

Zhao Lin retreated a few dozen steps away, and with a wave of his arm, he released a silver glittering, substance-like ice blade. (End of chapter)