To be honest, Ah Chou was beaten into submission by Lü Yao, so in his heart, he didn't think Shang Lin would treat him sincerely. He just hoped to be treated kindly.
But no one expected the sect leader to say such a thing. Ah Chou was naturally shocked and even couldn't believe it. Don't let his small appearance fool you; he's actually quite old and has seen a lot in life.
In earlier years, powerful sorcerers and magicians would tame ghosts to serve them, treating them like emotionless tools. Once they were no longer of use, they would simply discard them and tame new ones. Few masters cared about the ghosts.
Later, as the Dharma declined in the human realm, truly powerful sorcerers and magicians nearly disappeared, so the ghost-summoning arts also vanished. I never expected to encounter one myself thousands of years later! It seems pretty good, right?
Shang Lin reached out and patted Ah Chou's head. "Of course it's true, but you need to rest well. I'll start drawing talismans after I finish refining the pills."
Ah Chou looked up at Shang Lin and said in a condescending tone, "You don't look that old, are you really that capable?"
Looking at Ah Chou with her adorable little face, yet speaking in such an old-fashioned way, Shang Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I wouldn't say she's amazing, she just knows a lot of things."
"That's even stranger, at your age you couldn't possibly do that."
"Yes, because I am not the original owner. I was originally Shang Lin, the sect leader of Yuntai Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world. Due to my failure in the tribulation, I somehow transmigrated into the body of Shang Lin, a young man in the human world."
"...A disguised form of possession?!"
"More or less."
Ah Chou immediately frowned, "But the cultivation world and the human world are not the same world, how can it succeed?" If they were the same world, it would barely make sense.
Shang Lin couldn't answer this question either, and could only say, "It's fate! Alright, I still have to continue refining pills."
In fact, alchemy also consumes spiritual energy, especially since Shang Lin does not have particularly handy or high-level alchemy tools. However, the pills he refines are of low grade, mostly for healing and preventing poisoning, only in larger quantities.
So after spending the entire afternoon refining pills, Shang Lin had dinner and rested briefly before energetically starting to draw talismans. But this was no simple task; the variety and quantity of talismans far exceeded that of pills. Especially teleportation talismans—these were life-saving tools, better to have more than less.
However, Shang Lin held his breath and drew ten talismans in a row before he was exhausted. This was only because of Ah Chou. If it were an ordinary vermilion brush, he could only draw six at most.
This kind of spiritual energy depletion is most suitable for cultivation, so Shang Lin immediately arranged a medicinal bath for himself, staying up until the middle of the night before resting. However, he felt refreshed and quite good.
The next day, Shang Lin continued drawing talismans. When his spiritual power was exhausted, he took a medicinal bath to cultivate. He also drew defensive array diagrams, oh, and array flags for trapping arrays, etc., inside the magic robes made by Hu Tangdi and She Jinxing.
In short, after two days of busy work, when Situ Pojun came to pick him up, Shang Lin first handed him a bag and said, "This is your equipment." Then he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.
Situ Pojun subconsciously glanced at She Jinxing, who was traveling with him, and asked, "Is he tired?"
She Jinxing nodded, "Yes."
Situ Pojun opened the bag, inside were robes, pills, talismans... The robes had defensive formations on them. Ordinary people couldn't see anything, but he could see the formation diagrams shimmering with golden light, exuding a majestic aura.
The pills were relatively simple, only for healing and detoxification, while the talismans were more varied. However, what caught Situ Pojun's eye the most was the teleportation talisman, because those who could draw teleportation talismans were almost extinct.
Especially with the rapid advancement of technology in the human world, teleportation talismans are already on the list of obsolete items, but in times of crisis, they are life-saving tools.
Of course, it is also because of the end of the Dharma in the human world that powerful demons and beings no longer exist. Even if they do exist, they have to stay where they are and dare not move. Therefore, teleportation talismans have gradually lost their market.
There were other miscellaneous things, but Situ Pojun didn't pay much attention because he was driving. Instead, he asked She Jinxing, "Do you know how far this teleportation talisman can teleport?"
"I don't know. We've all been very busy these past few days. But the diagram drawn by the sect leader at least ensures that we can escape danger if we encounter any."
"Then what identity did you use when you followed him out openly?"
"Disciple of a master."
Situ Pojun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness you didn't use the identity of a master, otherwise your identity wouldn't stand up to scrutiny."
“That’s what we thought too.” She Jinxing smiled slightly. “Thank you for your trouble, Director Situ.”
"Shang Lin's classmate Meng Zhe will meet us at the airport, but his father will also be coming. However, he only said that they are going to the disaster area to do volunteer work and will not overestimate their abilities and hold everyone back."
She Jinxing leaned back in his seat, looking at the street outside the car window. "He's really going all out to save his son's life."
"Meng Zhe's life is not easy to continue, but if he dies young, our office can sincerely hire him as a full-time employee. He will definitely be a better person than him."
She Jinxing smiled helplessly: "Everyone has their own ambitions. What the director thinks is good, Meng Zhe and his family may not think is good. Besides, he is only sixteen years old. He has to work hard before he is satisfied."
"Too."
For the rest of the journey, She Jinxing and Situ Pojun remained silent, while Shang Lin slept the entire way, completely unaffected by their conversation.
The airport that Situ Pojun mentioned was not a civilian airport, and the plane they were on was not a passenger plane. In addition to Shang Lin and his group, there were also people from other sects.
However, Shang Lin and the others were dressed plainly, looking unremarkable and no different from ordinary people, so they naturally couldn't be associated with any experts.
On the contrary, the people from other sects, with their robes and magical artifacts, were particularly eye-catching. Shang Lin couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Situ Pojun, "Is this a joint operation involving multiple sects?"
Situ Pojun hadn't expected it either, because he only found out now, so he could only reply, "It should be, after all, those earthworms are big and numerous, and a small number of people might not be able to handle them."
That being said, what about their Green One? The little guy is really looking forward to getting high-quality fertilizer; are they going to have to go off on their own again?
Along with them were more than a dozen soldiers. Their faces were solemn, almost expressionless. I wonder if they felt the same way when they saw this scene.
Meng Zhe sat to Shang Lin's right and whispered excitedly, "This is my first time on an airplane, and a military transport plane at that! I'm so excited, what should I do?"
"Stay calm, stay calm."
They had already greeted each other on the ground, but now, sitting in the slightly cramped cabin, Shang Lin felt no excitement whatsoever. His mind was filled with thoughts of this joint operation and what to do with Green One's fertilizer.
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