Irin didn't say anything.
But Wang Xiaohu had long been impressed by Irin's various miraculous performances.
Uncle Niu once said that a true cultivator had many immortal methods.
For example, casting beans to become soldiers, shrinking the ground to an inch, traveling a thousand miles in a day, and so on.
Uncle Niu might not have understood, but he conveyed the meaning perfectly.
As a result, Wang Xiaohu, who grew up under the influence of Uncle Niu's stories, instantly understood Irin.
"Brother Lin must have secretly obtained the inheritance of an expert!"
They agreed to roam the world together and grow up together. How could you secretly hook up with him first?
Wang Xiaohu was extremely envious of these abilities.
But Wang Xiaohu's mind was simple. Other than envy, he didn't have any bad thoughts like jealousy.
In fact, there was no point in being jealous.
People's lives were different.
Just like when he was young, he played with the girls in the village. Brother Lin was always despised by the girls in the village. Perhaps there was a deeper meaning that Wang Xiaohu couldn't understand.
Golden Temple. Although this temple wasn't big, it had hundreds of years of history.
The origin of this temple's name wasn't because the temple was full of gold, but because of this maple forest.
This maple forest, other than the snow in winter, was full of golden yellow leaves all year round. The scenery was beautiful, and it was famous in the Qing Kingdom.
It was said that Emperor Xia Yuan of the Qing Kingdom once came here in disguise and praised the scenery of Golden Temple endlessly. He even left precious inscriptions.
Of course, Golden Temple wasn't famous just because of the beautiful scenery around it.
The monks inside were truly capable. They could slay demons and vanquish devils.
Thirteen years ago, the Lin couple didn't even fear the long and rugged road and came here to ask for a child.
In the end, they gave birth to Lin Yi.
Speaking of which, Lin Yi's birth was somewhat related to Golden Temple.
Of course, Irin knew in his heart that his birth wasn't because of Golden Temple, but because of Xiaoxi.
But this matter couldn't be explained clearly, and no one would believe it.
So every time on Lin Yi's birthday, when the Lin couple prayed at home and thanked the great master of Golden Temple for his boundless merit, Irin was silent at the side and couldn't be bothered to refute.
…
Irin rested on the spot for a while.
In this world, it was a bit tiring to open a transportation circle without the help of a hanging ring.
In the past, he did rely on the Mage's Hanging Ring.
In fact, he could have done it even without the mage's ring stabilizing the channel.
It required more concentration and consumed more Psionic Energy Value.
Speaking of which, Irin had already tried to draw circles in this world when she was young.
At the same time, he realized something.
It was something that the mages had never mentioned before.
The essence of Sovereign Style Teleportation was to draw a circle and overlap two "points" in different places or even different spaces in a folded manner to achieve the effect of teleportation.
This effect, if explained scientifically, was simply a "wormhole".
However, the opening of this wormhole seemed to have something to do with the "spatial structure".
Irin had not felt it before, but after coming here, the feeling became more obvious.
It seemed like the spatial structure of this world was much more stable than the real world, or some of the trial worlds that Irin had experienced before. The difficulty of opening the teleportation circle increased exponentially, and the consumption was huge.
"Well, it's not a big problem. Just practice more."
Irin did not think it was a big problem.
If it was difficult, he just had to find a way to overcome it. He had always been like this.
Ah Deng once said in class that the charm of science was to find a way to overcome difficult problems and finally stand at the top of the mountain, looking down on ignorant mortals.
These words were quite reasonable.
After resting for a while, Yi Lin stood up with full mana.
He thought for a moment and stuffed a pile of "grenades" with different functions into Wang Xiaohu's hands.
Wang Xiaohu was dumbfounded as he held the messy grenades in his hands.
This time, Irin did not explain the functions of the grenades to Wang Xiaohu. There was not much time and he did not have the time to explain. Therefore, he simply said that if there was danger, no matter what grenade it was, he just had to pull out the ring and throw it out.
Although Wang Xiaohu was not very smart, he trusted Irin very much. He quickly nodded and secretly remembered it.
The maple forest was very big.
This place was still a few miles away from the mountain where the Golden Temple was located.
This was not because Irin's teleportation coordinates were off, but he did it on purpose.
Only by being further away would he have a chance.
After all, his goal was not to get the Eldest Princess of the Qing Kingdom, but to find a way to get in touch with the Heavenly Sword Sect.
He still knew too little about this world. The Heavenly Sword Sect, as the supreme Taoist sect, should have a lot of knowledge that he wanted to know, as well as the top cultivation system in this world.
Moreover, there might be information that Irin was looking for in the Heavenly Sword Sect.
It was information about "ten messages, seven keys".
Wang Xiaohu and Yi Lin strolled through the maple forest, one step at a time.
This scenery was similar to the "late autumn area" in Irin's base, but it was more primitive.
There were no roads in the maple forest, but there were many footprints that extended all the way into the depths of the forest.
After walking for a distance, about half a mile, Irin's expression became serious and called out to Wang Xiaohu.
Wang Xiaohu immediately stopped. He raised his front foot and did not dare to put it down, as if there was a landmine in front of him. He carefully asked, "Brother Lin, what's wrong?"
"I can't say …" Irin glanced at Wang Xiaohu, thought for a moment, and summoned Bai Xiaoyi.
This magic trick of changing a person into a living person immediately gave Wang Xiaohu a fright.
"Hello, I'm Bai Xiaoyi."
Bai Xiaoyi wore a set of snow-white warrior's clothes. Her long hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she looked valiant.
Although Wang Xiaohu did not know her, Bai Xiaoyi and the other two female spirits were already very familiar with the people around Irin. They recognized Wang Xiaohu at a glance and greeted him with a smile.
Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth wide.
In order to avoid misunderstanding, Bai Xiaoyi pointed at the calm Irin. "Don't misunderstand, I'm one of his people."
Irin rolled his eyes. Wouldn't this make the misunderstanding even bigger?
Sure enough, Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, then he gave Irin a thumbs up and said in an authentic Lin dialect, "Brother Lin, you're really awesome!"
He did not know how to describe it, but in short, he was awesome.
Wang Xiaohu looked at Irin in a new light.
He had always thought that Brother Lin was not liked by girls.
He did not expect that Irin had secretly hidden a big girl.
No wonder Brother Lin went to the brothel!
Wang Xiaohu understood.
Irin did not explain. He quickly whispered a few words in Bai Xiaoyi's ear. Bai Xiaoyi's expression instantly became serious and she nodded vigorously.
"The most important thing is to breathe."
After materializing, Bai Xiaoyi could use the ability she had when she was alive. A misty fog appeared strangely and enveloped Bai Xiaoyi.
After a few breaths, Bai Xiaoyi completely concealed her body and floated into the sky.
"Switch vision!"
Irin closed his eyes, and Bai Xiaoyi's vision was shared with Irin.
In Ling's vision, with the Golden Temple as the center, a light green cover covered the entire mountain.
There were many human-shaped "spots of light". There were roughly a hundred people scattered around the Golden Temple, surrounding it tightly.
Irin did not dare to rashly go forward. He used Ling's vision to observe for a while and carefully pondered for a moment. He remembered that on the second floor of the Third Grade Pavilion, when he used the "Big Fist Technique" to punch between Jian Nanchun's legs, he quickly felt that he was being "scanned" by something.
"Is it some kind of detection technique of a cultivator? Jian Nanchun? "
The light green cover was a bit like the "perception" of a spiritual-type apostle after mastering psychokinesis, but there seemed to be some subtle differences. However, their general functions were similar. After comparing them, Irin understood and returned his vision to his main body.
"It seems that the group of monks is trapped in the Golden Temple and can't get out."
Combined with Xiu Niang's information, Irin had a preliminary judgment of the current situation.
However, whether or not the monks surrounded or trapped did not seem to have anything to do with him.
The only thing that Irin was interested in was Jian Nanchun and the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"I find it strange that the Heavenly Sword Sect is involved in such a mess with the royal family."
Irin pondered for a while, but he could not figure out the relationship between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Qing Dynasty. Perhaps there were secrets that he did not know.
Thinking of this, Irin was even less anxious. He took out a "mother-child nail" and stuffed it into Wang Xiaohu's hands, teaching him how to use it.
If it was something else, Irin might be a bit worried. However, in terms of strength, Wang Xiaohu could definitely break a nail as thick as a thumb with one hand. There was no doubt about that.
"You go in and squat."
Irin smiled and said to Wang Xiaohu.
"Ah?" Wang Xiaohu was stunned. He did not understand what this meant.
"It's a bait tactic. If I go in, I will alert the people inside. It's fine if you go in. Just cover your face."
"Bait? Who's the bait?" Wang Xiaohu scratched his head and asked.
"That nail. The nail is the bait."
Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu felt much better.
Then, Irin said to Wang Xiaohu, "Didn't you always say that you want to roam the martial arts world?" As he spoke, Irin pointed at the forest and smiled, "This is the martial arts world."
"Alright!" Wang Xiaohu was excited and agreed. He had a pile of magic treasures in his arms, but he did not panic. Instead, he looked forward to what it would be like to throw these magic treasures and grenades out.
Wang Xiaohu had just taken a few steps when he remembered something. He quickly turned around and asked, "Oh right, what about you, Brother Lin?"
"Me?" Irin smiled and floated up. He sat firmly on a branch and flipped open an ancient book. "Me? I'll stay behind and hold the fort for you."
Irin's words.
Wang Xiaohu was ignited.
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