As soon as Zhang Xiaolin and the others got on the boat, in a fishing boat on the bank of the Yangtze River, a pair of eagle-like eyes were staring at the boat offshore and going downstream.

This is a martial artist, not an ordinary martial artist.

He carried a long knife on his back, a bit like a Tang knife, but not exactly.

The left shoulder was dripping with blood, and it was clear that the injury was not light.

This person's name is Leng Mist, and he is the silver killer of the Ryukyu Sea Sand Gang.

The killer of the Ryukyu Sea Sand Gang above the silver medal, in addition to the excellent knife technique, the most powerful is the concealment technique, after the breath, almost completely stopped the heartbeat and breathing, and there was no internal force fluctuation, the whole person with the help of the surrounding environment, hidden in the grass, he is a small grass, hidden in the mountain rocks, he is a stone.

The master of this concealment technique can instantly burrow into the ground several meters deep and hide.

Therefore, when Zhang Xiaolin got on the boat, although his divine sense had been naturally covered, he did not notice this person, although he smelled a faint smell of blood, but he ignored it because of Shui Feifei and Chunlan's injuries.

After the boat set off, the cold mist was no longer in the fishing boat, but followed the boat all the way east on the shore.

Due to the smooth sailing, Zhang Xiaolin did not use the flying sword to accelerate.

Leng Wu followed unhurriedly, all the way to the town more than fifty miles ahead.

The silver medal killer has no room for error, he must kill Zhang Gongzi before he can go back to his life, otherwise, he will become the next assassination target of the Ryukyu Sea Sand Gang.

He is in the current state, his left shoulder is seriously injured, it is impossible to face Zhang Xiaolin directly, even if the concealment technique is powerful, but Zhang Xiaolin is too terrifying, the internal qi is already a very terrifying existence, Zhang Gongzi can actually condense the internal qi into a knife! How pure this internal qi is! How skillful is the use, how powerful the internal qi is! He feels that Zhang Xiaolin is not an ordinary innate master. But after the congenital, what other realms are there, he doesn't know.

Watching Zhang Xiaolin and the others go to the beach from afar, the cold mist was like a pile of yellow sea sand, hidden a mile away from Zhang Xiaolin's boat, but he was planning the next assassination in his heart.

Zhang Xiaolin and the others went ashore, Shui Feifei rested for a while, his spirit seemed to be much better, supported by Nalan Ningyan, and slowly walked to the shore.

"Rieer Inn. Apricot pointed to the four red lanterns on the opposite side that were fluttering in the wind.

"Well, let's live in Liye, near the river. ”

Wang Nannan was already asleep, Murong Dun walked forward with her in his arms, but there was no man in the courtyard, Murong Dun came in and shouted: "Man!"

A man who looked quite honest trotted over all the way and said, "How many guest officers?"

"Four upper rooms connected together. ”

"Okay, guest upstairs, please. ”

There was a dead silence all around, only the faint sound of the waves could be heard.

The women went to bed and fell asleep.

Zhang Xiaolin was about to meditate when he suddenly heard a slight sob.

When I looked into it, I found that on the ground in the middle hall of the backyard, there was a young woman kneeling, but she also had a bit of a posture.

There were two maids standing next to them, also with their heads bowed.

A middle-aged couple stood at the top, the man was a little fat, but the woman looked a little haggard, looking like the owner of the inn.

The fat man stood in front of the woman and kept reprimanding: "I really don't know what you think, Zhang Gongzi is a talent, his family is rich, what's wrong, you have to marry a subordinate?"

"My daughter and Liu Han are in love, and they can also take care of their father and help take care of the inn, what's wrong. ”

"You are still stubborn! My Li family is also a distant clan member of a family, and I can still climb to the imperial family, how can I marry a subordinate? The door is not the right household, what kind of system will it become when it is passed out? What kind of face does my Li fat man have in the world?"

"Father.......

"Don't say it, the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker are justified, do you dare to disobey?"

"Father, the daughter only marries Liu Han, life is his person, death is his ghost, if the father does not agree, the daughter can only die. ”

"You, you, you unfilial girl, you're angry with me, hum, Liu Han, a subordinate, a fool, what's the good? No, Liu Han wants to marry my daughter, unless the iron tree blossoms!"

The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "Daughter, you are dependent on your father, right? ”

Zhang Xiaolin is more sympathetic to this woman, she has a crush, but she insists on being dismantled, this is the characteristic of the times, feudal thinking, three from four virtues, harming people a lot. Hey, didn't he agree when he said that the iron tree blossomed? Why don't I make a little joke and help this little girl?

Zhang Xiaolin knew that among the Five Elements Spell, the Spirit Wood Technique could promote the growth and maturity of trees, blossoming and bearing fruit, but he didn't know if the iron trees in this yard could bloom?

Thinking of this, the figure flickered and immediately floated down in the courtyard.

The hands formed complex handprints, and the Lingmu Jue suddenly unfolded.

The wood spirit qi in the southeast direction slowly gathered in the courtyard of the Liye Inn, slowly penetrating into the dozen or so iron trees in the corner.

Suddenly, as if they had come to life, these iron trees shook their heads and made a sound of growth, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, they pulled out the joints and grew tender shoots, and the slender leaves became green and fresh.

Zhang Xiaolin knows that iron trees bloom in the tropics, because of the temperature, the iron trees north of the equator will not bloom for life, while the iron trees in Liangguang and Southeast Asia still bloom occasionally. The iron tree in the Yangtze River basin will never bloom, unless it is more than a thousand years later, there is the kind of hormone that can make the iron tree bloom, so that some cycads bloom in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Because of this, whenever the people of the Central Plains resolutely disagree with something, they like to use words such as unless the iron tree blooms, or the sun comes out of the west, to indicate that it is absolutely impossible.

Zhang Xiaolin connected a few handprints, but saw more than a dozen iron trees, more and more luxuriant, each iron tree was like a round umbrella cover, but there was no flowering.

Iron trees can bloom in the tropics, but why never in temperate regions?

Zhang Xiaolin thought about it for a while, and the solar radiation in the tropics is strong, which is several times that of the Yangtze River basin.

Isn't solar radiation the element of fire?

Wood makes fire, if a trace of fire element is added to the spirit wood recipe, can it make the iron tree bloom?

Zhang Xiaolin's fire spell can already control fire with his divine sense because of alchemy, and he is much more proficient in using it than other spells.

Tieshu suddenly trembled, as if in pain but also as if excited, and a slight crackling sound came.

Suddenly, the center of the top of one of the largest iron trees cracked, and a young shoot slowly grew, and the young shoot grew longer and longer, and the tip was divided into two, and the two were divided into four, and the differentiation kept on.

Zhang Xiaolin was stunned, but his hand did not stop, one by one the handprints continued to form a seal, and the qi of the spirit wood continued to gather.

The sprout grew a little bit, and the tip suddenly swelled, and a small fluffy red ball bloomed, and the ball cracked open, turning into a petal of red petals.

Countless small balls bloom together to form a large ball, with red, yellow and blue flowers that complement each other beautifully.

More than a dozen iron trees bloomed one after another, and the whole yard suddenly became full of spring.