The judges at the table at the moment were considered middle-level officials in the Judicial Department. Naturally, they possessed much more information than ordinary people. Just a few words from them enabled Li Qinglin to benefit a lot.

"Recently, many street fights have been discovered among the lower-level gangs in the shantytowns. In just a few months, more than ten murders have occurred in the outer city, involving many people, including martial artists, and even bone-penetrating and marrow-refining martial artists!"

Bai Jing was dressed in blue, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The sake in the cup reflected his slightly sad eyes.

Bang! The wine in the glass was empty, and he threw it hard on the table.

Xiao Yuanshan had a blank expression on his face, making it hard to tell what he was thinking. "There are immortals outside the city. During this period, I don't know how many immortals have emerged. Their strength has increased overnight. In order to maintain stability, the government's soap squad and fast squad are short of manpower, and they have temporarily called in my brothers from the Ministry of Justice."

Li Qinglin nodded silently and signaled the waiter to buy him a glass of wine.

Heroes break the law with force, and not everyone can control their own heart after their strength increases dramatically.

Many people with immortal fate used to be simple and honest, and had a very good reputation among their neighbors, but after they became successful, they became arrogant and even committed murders! A few days ago, he also went out on official business with the Ministry of Justice several times, either to chase down murderers or to supervise the punishment of thieves.

Of course, not every time you go out, you will encounter troubles and dangers.

These business trips went basically smoothly without any accidents.

Knock on the door,

Draw your sword,

The man fell to the ground.

Then the people from the soap squad came out to clean the floor.

What kind of immortal can compare to Li Qinglin, who possesses the ability to transform himself into another?

Of course, if he was an expert in cultivating his spirit, Li Qinglin would have retreated to the back...

However, Deng Dong, who had invited Li Qinglin to go out of the city to search for immortal fate together, returned two months ago.

No one knew what good fortune he had, but his cultivation had skyrocketed to the peak of marrow refining. It was even rumored that he had acquired a superior martial art with sophisticated and powerful moves.

The old master of Baiyun Dojo took the initiative to abdicate and gave way to him, betrothing his daughter to him.

He has military power, money, power and beautiful women.

Deng Dong suddenly became a prominent figure in the outer city. He never met Li Qinglin again and completely resigned from his position as the coach at Wang's training ground.

now,

Jin Qiandai shook his head, "We can't tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

The key is why the leaders of Bai Zongqi seem to be passive and lazy? If the government issues a letter requiring assistance, then send the brothers to help. If there is nothing to do, just drink tea in the office.

"Besides, where is Captain Hou? I haven't seen him for almost half a year! Did something unexpected happen to him?"

Jin Qiandai's tone sounded a little worried.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone, including Li Qinglin, became gloomy.

Without Hou Huanhua, the great master of nourishing the spirit, in charge, they were more or less lacking in confidence when doing things and arresting people.

Especially now, there are people with immortal fate everywhere, and who knows, a new master of cultivating the spirit may appear one day. If they, the judges who are still in the fifth level of locking the spirit, go to capture such people, isn't that like running around the streets with a dung basket on their backs, looking for death?

"Oh, by the way, Brother Li, I heard rumors that you have been ill recently. Are you okay?"

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

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

It was Wen Shoufei who saw that Li Qinglin did not come to Wulao Qingxinzhai to practice martial arts anymore. He was either staying at home or signing up for the martial arts training ground at the Ministry of Justice.

So if the mountain didn't come to him, he would go to it.

He secretly blocked Li Qinglin on his way home, and suddenly attacked him, forcibly interfering with Li Qinglin's exercise route, causing his breathing to become disordered and his tendons and veins to flow backwards.

Moreover, the Zhongcheng Dojo in the outer city has always had a tradition.

For any new disciples, people of the same generation from other martial arts schools would come to compete and compare with them, which is called "ranking the dragon heads".

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

So we have this row of dragon heads. As the name suggests, it is to see who is strong and who is weak among the direct disciples of the twenty-four Zhongcheng martial arts schools, and whether they can bear the name of the Zhongcheng martial arts school!

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

How can we rank the top? Isn't it taking advantage of others' misfortune to compete like this?

Naturally, the competition came to an end, and then, for some reason, some curious people in the large and small Taoist temples in the outer city gave Li Qinglin a nickname called "Master Qingxu".

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

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Bai. I'm, well, much better now..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jing smiled and said nothing more.

…

After a while, after having a good meal and a few drinks, Li Qinglin finally declined Jin Qiandai's repeated invitation to stay overnight at Chunlou.

Then, under the prostitute's sad and resentful gaze, he left Yifeng Tower.

Are you kidding? Yifeng Tower is so close to Wulao Qingxinzhai, and Li Qinglin doesn't have the habit of doing things under Wen Shoufei's nose.

At least stay away! As soon as I left Yifeng Tower, I saw a young man in shorts, who seemed to have been waiting outside the building.

Looking at Li Qinglin at this moment, he immediately came forward and said with awe on his face,

"Brother Li!"

"Oh, it's Brother Yang. It's so hot outside, why don't you go inside and have a cup of herbal tea?"

Li Qinglin recognized this person as an inner sect disciple of Wulao Qingxinzhai.

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

I want to take a few more glances, but I also want to pretend to be serious and not care.

"Brother Li, I came here specially to inform you that the academy is short of some medicinal herbs, so I'm afraid the marrow cleansing pills you applied for half a month ago will not be issued for the time being. Master Dianzong has already gone to find a way to transfer resources from the medicine shop."

Junior Brother Yang lowered his head and spoke quickly.

Li Qinglin heard this, his eyes did not change, "Oh, this matter is not urgent, you can tell Uncle Master, if you can collect all the herbs, it's fine, if not, we can also take our time, anyway, it's still early for Li to refine his marrow."

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

And to this day, with the transformation of the Jade Yuan Toad, Li Qinglin's Heart Toad blood sacs have also increased from the original thirty-six to eighty-one, and all of the sacs are filled with mercury blood!

Storage and endurance increased greatly! He consumed mercury blood almost as if it were free, practicing hard every day, with needles and painstaking efforts. It would take an ordinary person several years to reach this state, but he shortened it to three months.

He practiced martial arts diligently and always controlled his clones.

He goes to bed at two and gets up at six, and his master praises him for his good health.

Now Li Qinglin's bones are as heavy as black iron and extremely dense. Even if he stands still and is hacked by swords, guns, axes, and halberds, he cannot be hurt at all!

Before, it still needed the Marrow Cleansing Pill, but after the Jade Yuan Toad ate the king tuna's flesh, it actually started to produce precious blood in return.

Then there is no need for material possessions. Li Qinglin is confident that he can break through with his own strength! ! "Yes!" Junior Brother Yang said with a bow.

"By the way, Junior Brother Yang, have many students from our academy gone out of town to look for immortality recently?"

Li Qinglin suddenly spoke.

Li Qinglin knew very well that the thousand-year-old Shui Hengliu must be related to the Cang Tian Shu Lu Temple, and that the so-called immortal fate also contained arsenic poison.

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

Some people listened and practiced martial arts honestly.

Some people are also confused and hesitant.

Some people even chose to turn a deaf ear and left the city overnight.

Junior Brother Yang thought for a moment and said,

"I haven't seen a few of them for a while. They said they were in the military service. I'm not sure where they are."

“Indeed…”

Junior Brother Yang sorted out his logic and continued, "I heard from several senior brothers that our gym has been a little unstable recently. Many of our subordinate shops in the outer city and shantytowns have been attacked and looted, and many of the senior brothers and junior brothers who look after the shops have been seriously injured."

Li Qinglin frowned upon hearing this, "But who are these blind immortals?"

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

"Have you reported it to the police?"

Junior Brother Yang raised his head, looked at the badge on Li Qinglin's waist, then looked at Li Qinglin's face with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Li Qinglin was silent.

It's embarrassing.

"elder brother!"

Sudden,

A slightly unexpected, crisp voice was heard.

Li Qinglin saw Li Qingqing coming out from somewhere with an exquisite wooden box in her hand.

April passed and Li Qingqing grew a lot taller.

She was wearing an emerald green dress and her hair was tied into a bun, with her fine hair falling down.

Her eyes sparkled like obsidian, and the lotus leaves were just beginning to show their pointed tips, revealing a graceful and elegant demeanor.

Her body has gained a lot of flesh and she looks like a beauty who has not yet fully grown up.

Li Qinglin was a little puzzled because he and his second brother Li Qingjing both had ordinary looks, and some were even born with dark skin.

How come when it came to Li Qingqing, there was a genetic mutation?

Looking at his brother Li Qinglin, he seemed to have just walked out of the Yifeng Tower behind him, and there was a faint scent of rouge on his body that wafted towards him.

Li Qingqing's eyes showed astonishment and her mouth was slightly open.

Oops, the most embarrassing thing finally happened.

Seeing this, Li Qinglin was a little flustered and subconsciously wanted to explain, but he suddenly reacted, "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 red from being pulled, into a dyeing shop.

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

At this time, many female workers were working beside the dye vats, holding long sticks and skillfully rolling the cloth in the dye vats.

"Young Master."

"Miss is here too?"

Seeing Li Qinglin and Li Qingqing, the female workers stopped what they were doing with a little respect and made way for them.

Li Qinglin smiled and nodded gently, without any airs.

Li Qingqing struggled free from Li Qingjing's hands and ran into the spinning house nearby.

"Sister Gou, are you still adapting?"

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

It was my former neighbor in the shantytown, Mrs. Gou.

Mrs. Gou wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled brightly, "What's there to be uncomfortable about? This kind of cloth dyeing job is hard to get in our shantytown! One month's work is equivalent to what I earned from selling cloth for half a year!"

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"Go, go, go, Brother Lin, go and do your thing. Don't disturb me while I'm dyeing cloth. If you dye one more piece, you'll earn one more cent!"

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

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

"Oh? Brother Li is here. Here is this month's account book. Please take a look."

"I am naturally relieved when Brother Gao does things."

Li Qinglin replied with a smile, but he glanced around and memorized the contents of the account book, preparing to ask Li Qingjing to help review it when he returned home in the evening.

This capable man was Gao Ye, the servant of the Gao family who came to deliver the admission ticket to a suitable academy for Li Qingjing a few months ago when Li Qinglin asked Gao Jingshu to find one for him.

This person is also a powerful figure.

Although he was born in a humble family, he was just a servant.

However, since the Gao family was a scholarly family, and Gao's father was a juren (a successful candidate in the imperial examination), he was open-minded and righteous, and did not mind the servants in the family doing business.

Even if someone is talented, the Gao family will give him silver as a reward to help him succeed.

Gao Ye took two taels of silver as the initial fund, and by working as a merchant and broker, he made ten times the money in just half a year. Then he wanted to do business seriously.

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

He visited her many times, begging her for advice and hoping to hire her.

Li Xianshi taught her skills and took in apprentices, first weaving and then dyeing cloth.

He provided the venue, funds, and channels for selling the cloth.

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

Before, Li Xian stayed in the yard. Although she had good food and drink and everything was taken care of by two servants, she was listless and a little tired all day long.

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

Now, this old lady gets up early every day and inspects the dyeing and spinning shop, acting as a technical master and guiding the female workers.

My whole body became more energetic, my back was straighter, my legs and feet became more nimble, and I stopped panting.

He even brought over Sister Gou and several simple-minded women from the shantytown who knew the area well, so as to find them a job.

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

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

Afterwards, Li Qinglin went to the spinning house next door and took a walk around.

When Li Xian saw Li Qinglin, she greeted him and went on to do her own thing.

It’s a pity that her eye disease makes it difficult for her to see things clearly, and she often needs to lie down and get closer to see things.

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

…

The sound of spinning wheels rolled and the sky gradually darkened.

The dyeing shop closed down and all the female workers and apprentices left.

Li Qinglin called the carriage company, and he and Li Xianshi returned home.

The axle rotated and drove through the long street.

Lanterns were lit on the road, colorful decorations spread across the sky, and bright lights adorned the distant sky.

Before reaching home, Li Qinglin saw from afar a gorgeous four-wheeled vehicle parked quietly outside the door.

It was pulled by four fine horses with sparkling eyes, covered in gold ornaments and with hair that shone brightly.

"Hiss, isn't this a top-quality warhorse? Only the big families in the inner city can afford to raise one, right?"

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

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

Passersby on the street were talking about it, their eyes filled with curiosity and envy.

Fortunately, the Li family's courtyard is not located in a busy area and there are not many people coming and going, otherwise it would probably attract a large number of onlookers.

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

Then I saw a tall and burly man with curly hair standing next to the four-wheeled vehicle, who 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, when he was in front of Li Qinglin, he even pretended to kneel down, and said half jokingly, half seriously, "Brother Li, Brother Li, you really are my godfather!"

Li Qinglin was stunned and immediately helped Wang Meng up.

"Brother Wang, why are you so desperate? Come inside and talk."

Noticing that many passers-by had doubtful looks on their faces, Li Qinglin pulled Wang Meng into the house.

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

"Brother Li, do you know that my eldest brother died a few months ago in the robbery zone?"

Wang Meng's sudden words startled Li Qinglin.

"The old man kept it a 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. Under pressure, the old man finally told the truth."

At this point, Wang Meng continued to say to Li Qinglin with gratitude, "Fortunately, Brother Li advised me not to act rashly that day, but to wait and see what happens. Sure enough, I did nothing, and the position of the head of the family is about to fall on me!"

Li Qinglin was somewhat puzzled when he heard this.

"Then how did Wang Xian die?"

Wang Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke in a heavy tone, "I heard that he died outside the mountain gate of Shuihengliu. But the strange thing is that the elder Wang Song who reported the news of Wang Xian's death also died suddenly! It was not until the people from the Ministry of Justice brought the body to our door that our Wang family found out."

"I don't know which villain dared to kill Wang Song, a marrow refining expert, with such cruel means that only a pool of meat was left! The key is that the attitude of the Chief Justice is ambiguous and he is unwilling to reveal the murderer's information. It's really strange..."

Li Qinglin's expression remained unchanged. He took a cup of herbal tea to moisten his throat and nodded.

“It’s really vicious.”

Afterwards, the two exchanged a few pleasantries and told each other about their recent experiences. Wang Meng had already known the news that Li Qinglin had become a direct disciple of the Five Elders Qingxinzhai, and had sent a gift of congratulations before.

"Brother Wang, are you here today just to reminisce about the past?"

Li Qinglin suddenly spoke.

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, "Yes and no. Brother Li, do you still remember Master Ma who raised insects?"

Li Qinglin frowned and looked puzzled when he heard this.

"Of course I know. Didn't Master Ma win the championship of the Winter Insect Fighting Tiger Banquet and become a guest of honor in your palace?"

"That was before."

The smile on Wang Meng's face faded. He picked up the teacup and shook it gently, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Master Ma is so confused. As a master of insect breeding, my Wang Mansion should naturally provide him with good care. But after he became successful... he chose the wrong team!"

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 with Wang Xian's death, the forces that had bet on him before would either change their ways and join Wang Meng, or be killed by Wang Meng as an example to the monkeys! And picking on the weak, Master Ma, who has a great reputation but a weak foundation, is the chicken that is best at crying and crowing! "Is his case serious?" Li Qinglin asked expressionlessly.

"At the Winter Insect Feast that day, he gave Wang Xian a katydid with the word '王' (king) on ​​its abdomen, saying that it was born with a special appearance and should be given to the Wang family's Qilin son."

Wang Meng smiled,

"I know that Brother Li has learned some tricks of raising insects from him, so today, I came to ask you how I should deal with him."

Li Qinglin raised his head and looked at Wang Meng.

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

Li Qinglin felt vaguely strange.

Be in your position and do your job.

Wang Meng was once just a bastard's son. Naturally, he had no taboos and was extremely brave.

But now that he has become the young patriarch, the power he has gained has also become a kind of shackle.

This forced him to start planning, designing, and guessing people's minds.

Today, Li Qinglin is not only as good as Wang Meng in martial arts, but he is also the flag bearer and chief judge, and is also the direct disciple of a master of spiritual cultivation.

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

So Wang Meng could no longer treat him as freely and arbitrarily as he did in the past.

We must support them with interests and treat them as allies.

This time, it is an exchange of interests.

Li Qinglin was silent for a moment, "Master Ma is old, it's time for him to go home and enjoy his retirement."

"good."

Wang Meng readily agreed, and immediately stood up, regaining his cheerful and heroic look, and laughed, "Then Brother Li, Wang Meng will take his leave now, please don't see me off!"

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