He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 488 The Spiritual Fluid is Poisonous
Looking at the Xuanhua Dao master with fanatical eyes, Jiang Lin asked: "Have you seen Daozu?"

“I’ve never seen him.” The leader of Xuanhua Dao shook his head, his enthusiasm not diminished at all: “But the name of Daozu is known to the world. Our Dao sect even has a secret method that can reproduce Daozu’s figure. If Emperor Shun hadn’t set up the Heavenly Prison Formation in advance that day, Daozu’s figure would have appeared…”

"There aren't so many ifs in the world. Why don't you just say if Daozu had never left?"

Shang Yusi's gloomy voice made the voice of the leader of Xuanhua Dao come to an abrupt halt.

But he was not embarrassed, his expression was even more disdainful: "Are you scared?"

Shang Yusi's voice became even deeper, and he immediately denied it: "Nonsense, how could I be afraid of such a small ......"

However, he stopped talking here and did not continue.

Even though the disdain in the eyes of the Xuanhua Dao Master was so clear, he still didn't say anything else.

Jiang Lin didn't have a deep understanding of Daozu, and only knew a little from the words of others.

A thousand years ago, there was a great figure with great cultivation skills. It is said that Taoism was founded by him. Even the snow-capped mountains tens of thousands of meters high were moved by him with his tremendous magic power.

Otherwise, Daqian today should be an extremely cold place.

Shang Yu Si is a special department that reports directly to Emperor Daqian. They are not afraid of even the first-rank officials.

They are the only ones in the world who question people, and no one dares to disobey.

Holding the imperial decree, the imperial power is granted.

However, even such people are extremely taboo about the name of Taoism.

Jiang Lin looked at the Taoist master of Xuanhua Dao and asked, "Will the Taoist master come back?"

"No one can guess what Daozu does." The leader of Xuanhua Dao exhaled a breath of blood and said, "Boy, since you are a blacksmith, don't be in the same boat with Emperor Shun. Otherwise, if Daozu really returns, you will be nothing but ants."

"As for the Dao Sect's affairs... if you can really find out the truth, that would be great. If you can't, then there's no need to delve into it. This world is not something you can meddle with."

After saying this, the leader of Xuanhua Dao suddenly shook the iron chain vigorously.

Two divine dragons, one golden and one fire, leaped up from the iron chains.

Without their obstruction, wind, fire, thunder and lightning rushed down rapidly and hit the master of Xuanhua Dao heavily.

His body kept twitching. The intense pain caused blood to seep out of his pores, which was quickly evaporated by the high temperature.

Jiang Lin knew that he would not say anything else.

Although Xuanhua Dao is hostile to the Daqian court, from Jiang Lin's personal perspective, there is no grudge between the two sides.

Even he himself has many connections with Taoism.

After bowing to the leader of Xuanhua Dao, Jiang Lin stepped back and left.

Shang Yusi glanced at the leader of Xuanhua Dao, then followed him silently.

After leaving the prison, Jiang Lin bowed to the old queen mother again and then left.

Shang Yusi escorted him out of the Queen Mother's bedroom and then disappeared in a flash.

He was only responsible for taking Jiang Lin to the hidden prison to meet the Taoist master of Xuanhua Dao. He had nothing to do with other matters, so naturally he didn't need to accompany him.

Jiang Lin had no intention of going back to find Emperor Shun. He had asked all the questions he needed to ask and understood all the things he needed to understand.

From the words of the leader of Xuanhua Dao, we can roughly know that the demise of Taoism is something that these "insiders" cannot understand.

They themselves were also searching for the truth, but found nothing.

What made Jiang Lin uneasy was that the question from the Taoist master of Xuanhua Dao, "Does Taoism really exist?" always gave him a creepy feeling.

Jiang Lin could not understand this sentence, perhaps even the leader of Xuanhua Dao himself could not explain it.

The reason why I said this is because the Taoism has been constantly destroyed, which makes people have the illusion that perhaps the Taoism has already perished.

What exists today is but a remnant of the old days.

"Is that true?"

Jiang Lin murmured to himself.

He couldn't figure it out, let alone guess it.

Even after returning to the blacksmith camp, Jiang Lin just sat in front of the Hengyu furnace, looking at the rising fire, his mind a little confused.

At this time, Old Man Wei came over and said, "There is a girl named Ding Ling who wants to see you."

"Ding Ling?" Jiang Lin vaguely remembered that it seemed to be the girl he rescued from the Dark Sea before.

"Let her come over." Jiang Lin said.

Old Man Wei nodded, turned and left.

Not long after, Ding Ling, dressed in blue, came running over quickly.

When she got there, she looked at Jiang Lin with excitement on her face.

The distance from Youhai to Daqian is not very close. Even with her level of cultivation, it took her many days to get there.

I had guessed before that the benefactor should be a very powerful figure.

However, after entering the Zuowang Tower, she realized that Jiang Lin's identity was far more complicated than she had guessed.

He is a second-rank official in the Ministry of Works, with a cultivation level at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm. Both the border troops and the civil officials have to give him some respect.

His Majesty the Emperor favored him, and even the powerful clans were wiped out by him.

Such a status and such a "record" are unheard of!

My benefactor is simply a god between heaven and earth, no wonder he even dared to kill people from Youhaimen.

The news that Youhaimen had been destroyed by Jiang Lin had not yet spread throughout Daqian, and it was estimated that it would take some time.

Despite this, when Ding Ling saw Jiang Lin, her face was still full of admiration.

She knelt down in front of Jiang Lin and shouted excitedly: "Ding Ling greets the benefactor!"

Jiang Lin lifted her up with a burst of energy. Looking at the excited young girl, he couldn't help but think of what he had seen at Youhaimen.

"How is your father's injury?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Thank you for your concern! My father has recovered after taking the spiritual liquid. But the journey is long and I don't know where you are, so I haven't been here. Please forgive me." Ding Ling said.

There was joy in her eyes, and she was obviously very happy that her father had recovered from his injuries.

Jiang Lin hesitated whether he should tell the girl the truth. Although the spiritual liquid could heal injuries, it was also a "highly poison" with no antidote.

In time, they will turn into man-eating bloodworms.

Although he didn't want to make the other person sad as soon as they met, after thinking it over again and again, Jiang Lin decided to speak frankly.

"That spiritual fluid... is poisonous."

Hearing this, Ding Ling's happy expression paused, and then she asked in surprise, "What kind of poison?"

Jiang Lin said: "You have seen bloodworms coming out of the holes, but do you know where they come from?"

"It's not Youhaimen..." Ding Ling might have wanted to say that those were all raised by Youhaimen.

But judging from Jiang Lin's meaning, it is obviously not that simple.

Her face turned pale as she asked, "Please tell me, sir!"

Jiang Lin sighed and said, "If you take the spiritual liquid, your body will be corroded, and after a while you will become a bloodworm. I have been to the Youhaimen's base, and I saw hundreds of thousands of people mutating there. Since your father has also taken the spiritual liquid, I believe he will end up like this in the future."

Ding Ling trembled all over and took several steps back, her eyes quickly turning red.

Take spiritual fluid to heal injuries.

I thought that good days were coming, but who could have known that I was embarking on a path of no return?

Everyone in the world believed that by offering sacrifices at Youhai Gate, they could obtain spiritual fluid, enhance their cultivation, and recover from injuries.

But who would have thought that you thought you had offered a sacrifice, but in fact you were the sacrifice.

The cycle of justice has never been unfair.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

Jiang Lin said: "But the transformation into a bloodworm may not be fast, so cherish the days ahead. But if he really turns into a bloodworm, I hope you can be more decisive and don't let him cause trouble to the world again."

After a pause, Jiang Lin continued, "The court may deal with those who have taken the spiritual liquid. If anyone comes to me, you can tell me my name."

Ding Ling's eyes were filled with tears. She stood there trembling for a moment, and finally knelt down again: "Thank you very much, benefactor. Ding Ling will definitely remember this kindness! If my father really turns into a bloodworm, I will cut him off with a knife and never let the world suffer this disaster again!"

I came to Jiang Lin happily, thinking that meeting my benefactor would be a great joy.

But I didn't expect that I would be hit on the head.

But I have to take this baton.

In Ding Ling's heart, there has never been a time when she felt more sad than now.

She wanted to control her emotions and not embarrass herself in front of her benefactor, but she couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

Thinking about the fact that my old father would one day become such a horrifying appearance and that I would have to kill him with my own hands, the pain in my heart cannot be explained by just one word.

Jiang Lin said: "If you can't do it, you can also ask others for help..."

Ding Ling stood up, wiped away her tears, and choked up as she said, "If someone else did it, I would only hate that person for being so cruel. Why would I implicate innocent people?"

There is some truth in what she said. Even if her father really turned into a bloodworm that brought disaster to the world, whoever did it would definitely be hated by him in the future.

Instead of doing that, it’s better to do it yourself.

If you want to hate, hate yourself.

Jiang Lin sighed and said, "I didn't know about this that day, otherwise if I had left you some healing pills, maybe you wouldn't have..."

"My benefactor did nothing wrong. It's just that my father didn't have that blessing. Besides, if there was no spiritual fluid, he might have died now. Being able to live a few more days is already a great thing. We should be happy."

This is the truth, but if the truth in the world were so easy to understand, there would be no disputes and suffering.

Jiang Lin flicked his fingers, and a bunch of health pills and Eight Directions True Pills fell into Ding Ling's arms.

"You have come from afar, and I don't have anything good to give you, so just take some pills back. You can use them for yourself or exchange them for silver."

Jiang Lin glanced at the Zuowanglou logo embroidered on her chest and said, "No matter what, since you have joined Zuowanglou, you must be a good person and do good things in the future. You still have a long way to go."

"Thank you for your reward, benefactor. Ding Ling will keep your words in mind and will never let you down!"

Jiang Lin thought of another person at that time and asked, "I remember there was another person traveling with you. He was injured and had not recovered yet. How is he now?"

"His name is Huang Xu. He later went to Hongye City to work as a blacksmith." Ding Ling seemed to have thought of something and added, "He did not take the spiritual liquid before he left."

"But he has taken it before." Jiang Lin said.

Ding Ling hummed in a muffled voice, and Jiang Lin waved his hand and said, "Go back first. I'll ask someone about the spiritual liquid, and then have someone tell you."

"Yes."

Ding Ling held a pile of pills and bowed.

After walking away for a while, she suddenly turned back, hesitant and uneasy, but finally asked very firmly: "My benefactor, can Ding Ling serve you in the future?"

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't need a maid."

"Not a maid." Ding Ling looked towards the blacksmith's shop, or to be more precise, at the knives, guns, sticks and clubs.

"If you don't mind, Ding Ling is willing to be the swordsman."

The so-called sword servant is someone who carries and maintains the weapon for his master.

Many famous masters in the world have such servants.

Jiang Lin usually carries his own weapon and doesn't need it.

He wanted to refuse, but when he saw the pill in Ding Ling's arms, he softened his heart.

"If you don't mind the trouble, come. But your cultivation is too low..."

Ding Ling said quickly: "I will study hard and practice diligently in the future!"

"Okay." Jiang Lin didn't comment.

He was not very clear about Ding Ling's qualifications, but he was afraid it would be difficult for her to catch up with him.

Not to mention, even Sheng Yingchun and Song Ziyan, who have just started practicing martial arts, are much stronger than her.

But Jiang Lin didn't mind giving one more chance to such a small person whom he met by chance. It wouldn't have any impact on him anyway.

As for whether it will become a burden...

At worst, if something troublesome happens, I can just not take her with me.

After Ding Ling left, Jiang Lin went to ask Shang Yusi's people about the spiritual liquid.

Later it was learned that the more spiritual fluid one consumed, the slower the transformation into bloodworms.

The less you take, the faster the transformation.

Therefore, there are many great masters in the martial arts world who have taken spiritual liquids, and many of them are at the Yuanwu realm.

They are famous and have become the biggest publicity tool of Youhaimen.

On the contrary, those who did not have much demand for the spiritual liquid and only used it once or twice and then stopped using it became the targets of the Youhaimen.

Both Ding Ling's father and the man named Huang Xu were among them.

Jiang Lin asked someone to pass on the message and then stopped caring about it.

After he returned to the blacksmith shop, he continued to work as a blacksmith with peace of mind.

Although all kinds of iron tools have been engraved with their true names and awakened psychic bodies, they can be forged independently.

But the things they forged were not of high enough quality, and they would not be credited to Jiang Lin, so they did not help improve his proficiency.

Jiang Lin hadn't seriously looked at his proficiency in various skills for a long time. Now that he looked carefully, he realized that there was a long way to go.

To advance to level 11 fire-burning, one needs to complete million fire-burnings.

To advance to level 11 of the hammering skill, one needs to hammer five million times!
As for the improvement of skills such as quenching and sharpening, although it is not particularly much, it still requires tens of thousands of times.

I was busy with other things some time ago and neglected to improve my skills.

This is the foundation of life!
With nothing to do at the moment, Jiang Lin simply stopped caring about anything and focused on making fire, hammering, and forging various weapons.

With the current efficiency of Hengyu furnace, Jiang Lin can burn thousands of pieces of pig iron at a time.

Naturally, most of them were given to other blacksmiths.

jingle——

jingle——

The dull sound of hammering rang out again in the blacksmith's shop.

It’s no wonder that after so much training, although the blacksmiths in the blacksmith camp cannot keep up with Jiang Lin’s pace, their skills are much better than before.

As more good weapons are made, your eyesight and craftsmanship will naturally improve.

It's like a person always playing against a chess master. It would be strange if he couldn't make rapid progress.

Therefore, when Jiang Lin tried to give pig iron infused with the vital energy of heaven and earth to blacksmiths, a very small number of them were able to actually forge precious weapons.

(End of this chapter)