It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 93 Brother Li is my foster father!
  [This chapter contains illustrations]

At this moment, the few people on the table who are punishing can be regarded as the middle-level members of the punishment department. The information they have is naturally far beyond ordinary people. Li Qinglin has benefited a lot from just a few words.

"Recently, there have been many street fights among the lower-level gangs in the shanty towns. In just a few months, more than a dozen murders have occurred in the outer city, involving many people, including martial arts masters and even bone-penetrating and marrow-refining warriors!"

Bai Jing is dressed in green clothes, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The sake in his glass reflects his slightly sad eyes.

boom!
  The wine in the glass reached the bottom and he slammed it onto the table.

Xiao Yuanshan's face was expressionless, making it unclear what he was thinking.
  "There is an immortal outside the city. During this period, I don't know how many immortals have appeared, and their strength has increased overnight. In order to maintain stability, the government's Zaoban and Kuaiban are not enough manpower, and they temporarily called me from the Punishment Division. Bros."

Li Qinglin nodded silently, signaled to the waiter, and bought himself a glass of wine.

Xia uses force to break the law. Not everyone can control their heart after their strength surges.

Many people who are destined to be immortals used to be simple by nature and had a good reputation among the neighbors. But after reaching the top, they become arrogant and domineering, and even commit murders!
  A few days ago, he also went out on official business several times with the Criminal Division, either chasing murderers or supervising criminals.

Of course, not every time you go out, you will be troubled and dangerous.

These few business trips were basically smooth and no accidents occurred.

Knock on the door,

draw the knife,

People fall to the ground.

Then the people from the soap team came out to wash the floor.

What kind of person can compare to Li Qinglin, who has the freedom to transform into others?

Of course, if he were a master of spiritual cultivation, Li Qinglin would naturally have retreated to the background long ago...

On the other hand, Deng Dong, who had invited Li Qinglin out of the city to look for immortality together, came back two months ago.

I don’t know what kind of fortune he has obtained. His cultivation level has skyrocketed to the peak of marrow refining. It is even said that he has obtained a superior martial arts with sophisticated moves and extraordinary power.

The old master of the Baiyun Gym took the initiative to abdicate in favor of a worthy man and betrothed his daughter to him.

Armed with force, money, power and beauty.

Deng Dong suddenly became a popular figure in the outer city. He never met Li Qinglin again and completely resigned from his position as the instructor of Wangzhai School.

now,

Jin Qiandai shook his head,
  “We can’t tell whether this is bad or good.

The key is how come Mr. Bai and several other leaders feel passive and sabotaging their work? If the government needs assistance when issuing a handwritten letter, then send brothers to help. If nothing happens, just drink tea in the office.

Moreover, what about Hou Baihu? I haven’t seen him in almost half a year! Could it be that there was an accident? "

Jin Qiandai's tone was a little worried.

As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Li Qinglin, became gloomy and gloomy.

Without Hou Huanhua, a master of spiritual cultivation, in charge, they were more or less unsure of how to deal with people.

Especially now, there are immortals everywhere, and there is no guarantee that a new master of spiritual cultivation will appear one day. Those of them who are still in the fifth level of locking up their essences are going to catch such people, which is not like running around the streets with dung baskets on their backs. , seeking death?

"Oh, by the way, Brother Li, I heard rumors that you have been ill recently, are you still healthy?"

Bai Jing seemed to have thought of something and suddenly spoke.

When Li Qinglin heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

However, Wen Shoufei saw that Li Qinglin actually stopped coming to Wulaoqing Xinzhai to practice martial arts. He was either staying at home in seclusion or going to Ti Xing Si's Dianmaoceng martial arts training ground.

So if the mountain cannot be overcome, he will go over it.

Secretly blocking Li Qinglin's way home, he used cold tricks to forcibly interfere with Li Qinglin's exercise route, causing his breath to be disordered and his muscles and veins to flow backward.

Moreover, the Zhongsheng Gymnasium in the outer city has always had a tradition.

For any new direct disciple, there will be peers from other martial arts schools to compare and compete with each other, which is called "Pailongshou".

Competition is everywhere, and in a sense, direct disciples represent the future of this martial arts school.

So there is this row of leaders. As the name suggests, it is to see who is the strong and weak of the twenty-four Zhongsheng Martial Arts Schools, and whether they can bear the name of the Zhongsheng Martial Arts School!

As a result, the disciples from other martial arts schools came to compete, and when they arrived, they saw Li Qinglin's face was as pale as paper, his legs were trembling, and he looked like he was possessed.

How can I be the first in line?
  Wouldn't this kind of discussion take advantage of others' danger?

Naturally, the sparring ended, and then, in the various gyms in the outer city, some good-hearted people nicknamed Li Qinglin ‘Mr. Qingxu’ for some reason.

At this time, Li Qinglin was silent for a moment and said,

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Bai. I'm, um, feeling much better..."

When Bai Jing heard this, he smiled and said nothing more.

……

After a while, after having had enough wine and food, Li Qinglin faced Jin Qiandai's repeated invitation to stay at Chunlou, and finally declined.

Then he left Yifeng Tower in the eyes of the waiter as sad as autumn water.

Just kidding, Yifeng Tower is so close to Wulaoqing Xinzhai, Li Qinglin has no habit of doing things under Wen Shoufei's nose.

At least stay away!
  As soon as they left Yifeng Tower, there was a short-handed young man who seemed to have been waiting outside the building.

Looking at Li Qinglin at this moment, he immediately came up to him and said with awe,

"Senior Brother Li!"

"Oh, it turns out to be Junior Brother Yang. It's so hot outside, why don't you have a cup of herbal tea inside?"

Li Qinglin recognized this person as an inner disciple of Wulaoqing Xinzhai.

Junior Brother Yang smiled shyly, but couldn't help but glance at the spring scenery in Yifeng Tower.

I wanted to take another look, but I also wanted to pretend to be serious and indifferent.

"Senior Brother Li, I came here to inform you that because the medicine store is short of a few doses of medicinal herbs, the marrow cleansing pill you applied for half a month ago may not be available for the time being. Uncle Dian Zong has already gone to think of ways to dispatch the medicine shop. resources.”

Junior Brother Yang lowered his head and said quickly.

When Li Qinglin heard this, his eyes did not change.
  "Oh, this matter is not urgent. Just tell my uncle, as long as you can gather all the herbs. If you can't, just try to do it slowly. Anyway, it's still early for Li to refine the marrow."

Li Qinglin had reached the peak of bone penetration half a month ago. The Jasper Yuan Toad devoured many monsters and initially fed back a large amount of mercury blood.

And to this day, with the transformation of Jasper Yuan Toad, Li Qinglin's Heart Toad blood sacs have grown from the original thirty-six to eighty-one, and all of them contain mercury blood!

Storage and battery life have greatly increased!
  He consumed mercury blood almost for free, practiced hard every day, and felt the needles and needles through his bones. The time it would take ordinary people to reach this state of several years was shortened to three months by him.

He practices martial arts diligently and controls his clone at all times.

He went to bed at two o'clock and got up at six o'clock. Master praised him for his good health.

Now Li Qinglin's bones are as heavy as black iron and extremely dense. Even if he stands there and is chopped with swords, guns, axes and axes, he can't be hurt at all!

Before, Marrow Cleansing Pill was needed, but after Jasper Yuan Chan ate the flesh of King Tuna, he actually began to feed it with precious blood.

Then there is no need for external possessions, Li Qinglin is confident to break through with his own strength! !
  "Yes!" Junior Brother Yang cupped his hands and said.

"By the way, Junior Brother Yang, are there many people from our disciple academy going out of the city to look for immortality recently?"

Li Qinglin suddenly spoke.

Li Qinglin knew very well that Shuihengliu, the thousand-year-old legacy sect, must be related to Cangtian Shilu Temple, and the so-called immortal fate also contained arsenic poison.

Therefore, he secretly used his status as a direct disciple to restrain the Taoist students and try to prevent them from participating in the search for immortals.

Some people listened and practiced martial arts honestly.

Some people are hesitant and hesitant.

Some people chose to turn a blind eye and left the city overnight.

Junior Brother Yang thought for a moment and said,

"There are a few people I haven't seen in a while. They said they were serving in the army, but I don't know for sure."

"On the contrary..."

Junior Brother Yang sorted out his logic and continued,
  "I heard from several seniors that our gym has been a bit unsettled recently. Many subordinate shops in outer cities and shantytowns have been vandalized, smashed, and robbed, and many of the seniors who look after the shops have suffered serious injuries. "

Li Qinglin frowned when he heard this.
  "But what kind of blind immortals are they?"

"I don't know, the people in the museum are still investigating."

"Have you ever reported it to the official?"

Junior Brother Yang raised his head, looked at the punishment badge beside Li Qinglin's waist, and then looked at Li Qinglin's face, with an expression that he was hesitant to speak.

Li Qinglin was silent for a moment.

Embarrassed.

"elder brother!"

suddenly,

A slightly unexpected and crisp voice came.

Li Qinglin saw Li Qingqing holding an exquisite wooden box in his hand, emerging from nowhere.

April has passed, and Li Qingqing has grown a lot taller.

Wearing an emerald green dress, her hair was tied into a bun, and her fine hair fell down.

Her eyes sparkled like obsidian, and Xiaohe revealed her sharp corners, exuding a graceful and graceful look.

There is also a lot of flesh in the bones of the body, and she looks like a beautiful woman who has not yet grown out.

Li Qinglin was a little puzzled because he and his second brother Li Qingjing were both plain-looking and even somewhat congenitally dark.

Why did he become genetically mutated when he arrived at Li Qingqing's place?

Seeing that his brother Li Qinglin seemed to have just walked out of Yifeng Tower behind him, there was still a faint scent of rouge on his body, hitting his face.

Li Qingqing's eyes were shocked and his mouth opened slightly.

Oops, the most embarrassing thing finally happened.

Seeing this, Li Qinglin felt a little flustered and subconsciously wanted to explain, but he suddenly realized it.
  "Oh, that's not right. Aren't you going to school today?"

……

Three quarters of an hour later.

Li Qinglin pulled Li Qingqing, whose face was turned red, into a dyeing shop.

In the courtyard, dye vats are densely arranged, with dyes of different colors, like a rainbow melted into water.

At this time, many female workers were working beside the dye vat, holding long sticks and skillfully rolling the fabric in the dye vat.     “The eldest young master.”

"Young Master."

"Miss is here too?"

Seeing Li Qinglin and Li Qingqing, the female workers stopped their movements with some respect and moved out of the way.

Li Qinglin smiled and nodded gently without much airs.

Li Qingqing struggled away from Li Qingjing's grasp and ran into the spinning house nearby.

"Sister-in-law Gou, are you still getting used to it?"

Li Qinglin walked up to a plump woman with a thick waist.

It was my former neighbor in the shantytown, Sister-in-law Gou.

Aunt Gou wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled brightly,
  "Why don't you get used to it? You can't even break your head to get this dyeing job in our shanty towns! One month of doing it is equivalent to half a year of selling cloth before!"

"Go, go, Brother Lin, go and do your business, don't bother me dyeing cloth, if you dye more pieces, you will get an extra penny!"

Li Qinglin laughed and shook his head, cupping his hands.

Walking into the main room behind the courtyard, a capable man saw Li Qinglin, his eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and greeted Li Qinglin to his seat with a smile on his face.

"Oh? Brother Li is here. Here are the account books for this month. Please take a look at them."

"Brother Gao is doing something that I can rest assured of."

Li Qinglin replied with a smile, but he glanced at it and recorded the contents of the account book in his mind, preparing to go back at night and ask Li Qingjing to help review it.

This capable man was Gao Ye, the high-ranking servant who Li Qinglin asked Gao Jingshu to find a suitable academy for Li Qingjing a few months ago and made a special trip to deliver him to the academy.

This person is also a powerful person.

Although he came from a humble background, he was a servant.

However, since the Gaofu family belongs to a scholarly family, Gao's father is of a noble family background and is open-minded and righteous, so he does not mind having slaves in the house doing business.

Even if they are talented people, the government will specially reward them with silver coins to help them prosper.

Takano took two taels of silver as an initial fund, and by working as a business broker, it increased tenfold in just six months. Then he wanted to get down to business and do some business.

Perhaps because Li Qinglin once gave him a piece of plain soft satin, he first thought of Li Xian's textile skills and wanted to open a dyeing business.

He visited Li Xianshi many times and asked for persuasion to hire Li Xianshi.

Li Xian took up the craftsmanship and brought up apprentices, who first weaved and then dyed cloth.

And he provided the venue, funds, and channels for selling cloth.

Li Qinglin was a little hesitant, but Li Xianshi was quite surprised.

Previously, Li Xianshi stayed in the courtyard. Although the food and drinks were delicious and everything was taken care of by two servants, she was listless and a little sleepy all day long.

I’ve been looking for something to do for a long time!

Now this old lady gets up early every day regularly and visits the dyeing and spinning shops to serve as a technical master and guide the female workers.

My whole body became energetic, my back was straight, my legs and feet were sharp, and I was no longer panting.

He also simply brought Sister Gou and a few simple women who knew the ins and outs of the shanty towns over, and found a job for them.

Seeing this, Li Qinglin simply paid twenty taels of silver himself, which was equivalent to buying a share.

I don't care how much money I make, I just want the old lady to be happy.

After that, Li Qinglin went around the spinning house next door.

Li Xianshi saw Li Qinglin, said hello, and then went about his own business.

It's a pity that her eye disease makes it difficult for her to see clearly. She often needs to lie down and move closer to see clearly.

But the apprentices and workers in the spinning house did not dare to show any contempt or neglect.

……

The sound of spinning wheels is rolling, and the sky is getting dark.

The dye shop closed, and all the female workers and apprentices left one after another.

Li Qinglin called the car dealer, and then he and Li Xian returned home.

The axle spun and it drove down the long street.

Lanterns were lit on the road, and the lights were shining far into the sky.

Before he got home, Li Qinglin saw a gorgeous four-wheeled bicycle parked quietly outside the door from a distance.

There are four horses pulling them, with bright eyes, they are dressed in gold ornaments, and their hair shines.

"Hey, isn't this a high-quality war horse? Only the big families in the inner city can afford to raise it, right?"

"Keep your voice down. Did you see the tassels on the carriage? They are from the palace!"

"The four-horse cart, could it be an elder of the Wang family? Or even Grandma Wang?"

Passers-by on the street talked a lot, and their eyes were mixed with curiosity and envy.

Fortunately, the Li family courtyard is not located in a busy city, and there is not much traffic, otherwise it would probably attract a large number of onlookers.

Li Qinglin jumped off the carriage and carefully helped Li Xianshi down.

Then I saw a tall, burly man with curly hair standing next to the four-wheeled vehicle. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

It was Wang Meng.

As soon as Wang Meng saw Li Qinglin, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He strode over and came to Li Qinglin. He was about to kneel down and said half jokingly, half seriously,
  "Brother Li, Brother Li, you are truly my foster father!"

Li Qinglin was stunned and immediately helped Wang Meng up.

"Brother Wang, why are you like this? Come into the house and tell me."

Noticing the surprised and uncertain looks on many passers-by, Li Qinglin pulled Wang Meng into the house.

After a while, the servant brought two cups of herbal tea, slowly left, and then closed the door.

"Brother Li, did you know that my eldest brother died a few months ago and died in the Tribulation Domain?"

Wang Meng spoke abruptly, making Li Qinglin slightly shocked.

"The old man has kept it secret until a few days ago, when Master Yu Yuan returned from outside the county and had not seen Wang Xian for a long time. After being pressed, the old man told the truth."

Speaking of this, Wang Meng continued to say to Li Qinglin gratefully,
  "Fortunately, Brother Li advised me that day not to act rashly, but to wait and see what happens, and wait for the weather. Sure enough, I didn't do anything, and the position of head of the family is about to fall to me!"

Li Qinglin was a little confused when he heard this.

"Then how did Wang Xian die?"

Wang Meng's eyes narrowed slightly and his tone was a little heavy.
  "I heard that he died outside the mountain gate of Shuihengliu, but the strange thing is that the clan elder who reported Wang Xian's death, Wang Song, also died suddenly and strangely! Someone from the Punishment Department came to the door with the body, Only my Wang family knows."

“I don’t know which villain actually dared to kill Wang Song, a master of marrow refining, with cruel methods, leaving only a puddle of flesh!
  The key is that the attitude of the Criminal Division is ambiguous and he is unwilling to disclose the information about the murderer. It is really strange..."

Li Qinglin's expression remained unchanged, he picked up the herbal tea to moisten his throat, and nodded.

"It's really too vicious."

Afterwards, the two exchanged some pleasantries and told each other about their recent experiences. Wang Meng had already known about the news that Li Qinglin had become the direct disciple of Wulao Qingxinzhai, and had sent congratulatory gifts before.

"Brother Wang came here today just to reminisce about old friendships?"

Li Qinglin suddenly spoke.

Wang Meng's face was startled, and he smiled softly.
  "Yes and no. Brother Li, do you still remember the insect-raising master Ma?"

When Li Qinglin heard this, he frowned and looked confused.

"Of course I know, didn't Master Ma win the Winter Insect Fighting Tiger Banquet in one fell swoop and become a guest of your royal residence?"

"That was before."

The smile on Wang Meng's face faded slightly, he picked up the teacup, shook it gently, and his eyes became a little sharper.

"Master Ma is confused. As a master of raising insects, I, Wang Zhai, will naturally provide for him. But he happened to be in the wrong team when he got lucky... and he was on the wrong side!"

As he spoke, Wang Meng looked at Li Qinglin seriously.
  "Brother Li, what do you think I should do with him?"

Li Qinglin suddenly realized that Wang Xian was dead, and the forces that had bet on him before would either change their tune and join Wang Meng, or they would be killed by Wang Meng to scare the monkeys!
  As for persimmons, people like Master Ma, who are very famous but have weak foundations, are the best at crowing chickens!
  "Is his matter serious?" Li Qinglin asked expressionlessly.

"That day during the winter insect feast, he gave Wang Xian a grasshopper with a pattern of the word '王' on its abdomen, saying that this was a natural abnormality and should be given to the Wang family's unicorn."

Wang Meng seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I know that Brother Li has learned a few ways to raise insects from him, so today, I came to ask him, what should I do with him?"

Li Qinglin raised his head and looked at Wang Meng.

There was inquiry, fear, and temptation in Wang Meng's eyes.

It made Li Qinglin feel vaguely strange.

To occupy his position and seek his position.

Once upon a time, Wang Meng was just a concubine. Naturally, he had no taboos and was brave and brave.

But now that he has become the young patriarch, he has more power, but it has also become a kind of shackles.

He had to start planning, designing, and guessing people's hearts.

Today's Li Qinglin is not only not inferior to Wang Meng in martial arts, but he also holds a flag and carries out punishments. He is also the direct descendant of a master of spiritual cultivation.

In terms of status, he is not inferior to him, the quasi-heir of the royal family.

Therefore, Wang Meng could no longer treat him as freely and freely as he had in the past.

Be supplemented by interests and serve as allies.

This time, it is an exchange of some kind of benefit.

Li Qinglin was silent for a moment,
  "Master Ma is old and it's time to go home and take care of himself."

"it is good."

Wang Meng readily agreed, stood up immediately, returned to his cheerful and heroic look, and laughed loudly,
  "Brother Li, Wang Meng is leaving now, don't send me away!"

　Illustrations are not included in the word count, so don’t worry, there is no charge. It depends on your willingness and reading experience. Everyone seems to be quite active in the last illustration, so I will occasionally illustrate, but not frequently... mainly text reading.

　　
  　
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