Chapter 23 Talisman Master Zhao Lin

Open his eyes.

He Song's eyes immediately locked onto the paper crane in front of him.

Although the paper crane is made of paper, it contains spiritual power. Although it looks inconspicuous, there is something strange about it.

The paper crane originated from the sound transmission technique, one of the three basic spells.

Of course, real sound transmission is indeed a bit unrealistic, but after folding a piece of paper with words written on it into a paper crane and inputting spiritual power, and attaching the breath of the person you want to find, the paper crane will reach the person at an extremely fast speed.

The paper crane created by the sound transmission technique is extremely fast, and it is difficult to intercept it.

In addition, the paper crane is made of paper with words written on it. When the paper crane arrives, the content of the letter will naturally arrive.

In this way, it can be regarded as having the ability to communicate over long distances.

Reaching out his hand to take the paper crane, a trace of spiritual power appeared at the fingertips of He Song.

And just after sensing the spiritual power at the fingertips of He Song, the paper crane that was originally still alive suddenly turned into an ordinary paper crane at this moment, no longer having the previous extreme speed and agility.

The next moment, a piece of paper with some handwriting appeared in He Song's hand.

"Fellow Daoist He, I don't know when I will return, and it is hard to predict whether it will be good or bad. Although I originally intended to let you take over the position, the superiors did not allow it. I had no choice but to propose another fourth-level Qi training cultivator who is on good terms with me."

"But don't worry, fellow Daoist, that fellow Daoist is called Zhao Lin, and he is on good terms with me. Before leaving, I asked him to take good care of you. This person has a similar personality to you, and both are quite cautious. I believe it will not be too difficult for you to get along with each other."

"In addition, Zhao Lin is proficient in the art of talismans. If you need anything, you can find him."

"Meng Guan."

He Song was silent as he scanned the lines of handwriting on the paper in his hand.

Meng Guan left.

After handing over the position in hand and packing up his belongings, he left Zhushan Xianfang overnight.

As for why he was in such a hurry to leave.

He didn't even let himself and Wei Fan hold a farewell banquet for him.

He Song also had some guesses about the reason.

First, if you go to the Chiling Gold Mine one day earlier, you can start earning spirit stones one day earlier.

Second, parting is too sad. Instead of making the three of them feel bad, it is better to leave without saying goodbye, which will also reduce the pain of parting.

Third

Putting down the letter in his hand, He Song thought about it, and finally did not throw it away.

After folding the letter paper, He Song put the letter in the quiet room.

It is too easy to break if you put it on your body. He Song does not have a high-end storage bag now, so he can only put it in the quiet room. When he has a storage bag in the future, he will move it there.

Thinking in his heart, He Song looked out the window.

At this time, the sky was bright, but the sun had not risen completely.

The wisps of morning mist shrouded the surroundings, and the vision was greatly obstructed.

But there were voices from the outside world, and the monks in Zhushan Xianfang were about to start their new day.

Get up.

Cook.

After finishing his meal, He Song first went to the stall area to pick up some talisman ink, and then, holding the talisman ink in his hand, he found the place where the man named Zhao Lin mentioned in Meng Guan's letter lived.

He Song would naturally not give up the connections that Meng Guan left for him before he left.

As a spiritual plant husband, he would probably spend a long time under the command of the man named Zhao Lin in the future.

In this way, when he came to visit Meng Guan just after he left and his power was still there, the other party would not be unlikely to give him face.

After all, Meng Guan gave him the position and specifically asked him to take care of He Song.

If he turned a blind eye to this, his character would probably be immediately questioned by others.

Before Meng Guan left, his cultivation level was the sixth level of Qi training.

Zhao Lin's current cultivation level is the fourth level of Qi training.

Although they are both in the middle stage of Qi training, one has just entered and the other has been cultivating for many years, so they are naturally incomparable.

In addition, his character is questioned, so he must not be too comfortable sitting in this position.

In this way, Zhao Lin would most likely not make things difficult for him, and he might even take care of him because of Meng Guan.

Along the way, He Song had many thoughts in his mind, but his footsteps were not slow, and he soon arrived at the place where Zhao Lin lived.

Like He Song.

Zhao Lin also lived in a rental house in Xianfang.

Zhao Lin's home was not far from He Song's home.

It was only a few minutes away.

Standing at the door of Zhao Lin's house, He Song knocked on the door gently.

Knock knock knock~

As the knocking sounded, a strange sound suddenly came from the originally silent house.

But after a while, a vigilant voice came out.

"Who!" In the house, Zhao Lin held several thick earth talismans, and his expression was uncertain.

Last night.

An old friend who had been quite kind to him suddenly left, and at the same time handed over his position in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to him.

This made him, who was originally just a small spiritual plant husband, get the position of spiritual medicine pavilion manager in one step.

You know, although the spiritual plant husband is also an internal staff of the fairy house, he has no power and is just a farmer all year round.

But the position of spiritual medicine pavilion manager is completely different.

As the manager of the spiritual medicine pavilion, Meng Guan has the responsibility of introducing spiritual plant husbands and distributing spiritual seeds.

Who can be a spiritual plant husband.

Who can get better spiritual seeds.

These things are completely decided by Meng Guan alone.

Now that Meng Guan has given way to him, these responsibilities naturally fall on him.

Although the monthly salary of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion Manager is not high, if the gray income is included, this income is much more than what he earns from farming for a year.

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However, as long as there are people, there is a world of martial arts.

The Spiritual Medicine Pavilion Manager, a position with a good income, is also watched by many people.

Now that he has suddenly risen to power, it is hard to say what those people will think.

And his cultivation has just broken through the fourth level of Qi training, and he does not have the combat power of the real mid-stage Qi training at all.

Therefore, when someone suddenly knocked on the door, Zhao Lin’s first thought was to take out the thick earth talisman on his body to save his life.

"Daoyou Zhao Lin, I am He Song. I should have mentioned me to you before Lao Meng left last night. I came to visit you today. I hope you will open the door to meet me."

Outside the door, He Song, holding the talisman ink, said loudly.

The talisman ink in his hand is naturally the gift that needs to be given when meeting the other party for the first time.

He Song is still relatively relieved about the connections left by Meng Guan.

On the way here, He Song had already prepared to get along with the other party for a long time.

The room was quiet for a moment.

He Song felt a ray of eyes sweeping over him from the dark.

Then, the door in front of him opened.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist He. Brother Meng did tell me last night. Please come in quickly." Zhao Lin had a hint of embarrassment on his face, and he hurriedly invited He Song to come in.

Close the door.

Enter the house.

Inside the house.

Next to a messy desk.

He Song and Zhao Lin sat down in order.

A cup of hot tea was quickly brought to He Song by Zhao Lin.

"Fellow Daoist He, don't worry. Since you are Brother Meng's friend, you are naturally my friend. If there is anything in the future, just tell me at any time." Although it was the first time they met, Zhao Lin was quite enthusiastic at the moment.

It seemed that his friendship with Meng Guan was not false.