Chapter 105: The Gate of the Heart

Chapter 105: The Gate of the Heart

Chapter 105: The Gate of the Heart

In fact, Tian Lin didn't really want to drag anyone into this.

Because he wanted to take Senior Brother Zhao and Junior Brother Jiang on the same boat, Tian Lin was afraid that the three of them would capsize the boat due to their different thoughts.

So as soon as he got on the flying boat, he said to Senior Brother Zhao, whose face was livid, and Junior Brother Jiang, whose eyes were rolling around:
"Don't worry, my two junior brothers. I asked you to come together this time, not to enter the Heart-Searching Sect together."

Junior Brother Jiang looked at Tian Lin without saying anything, but Senior Brother Zhao suppressed his anger and said, "Then why did you come to us?"

Tian Lin said: "This time I am here to meet the head of the Wenxin Sect with a letter. I am afraid that I will not be able to return after entering the Wenxin Sect. So I asked two junior brothers to accompany me. On the one hand, there will be someone to help me with advice on how to meet the head of the Wenxin Sect.

Secondly, if I enter the Questioning Heart Sect alone and am detained by the Sect, I won’t even have anyone to bring a letter back to the Sect asking for help.”

Before he finished speaking, Junior Brother Jiang sat down next to Tian Lin with a smile:

"Senior Brother Zhangfeng means that we don't need to follow you into the Heart-Searching Sect. We just need to wait for you outside the Heart-Searching Sect—

If you don't show up for a long time, we will go back to the sect to ask for help for you?"

Tian Lin nodded and said with a smile: "So, this errand, the two junior brothers, actually don't take any risks."

Senior Brother Zhao's expression eased a little, but he was still a little worried, so he sneered and said, "Are you so kind?"

Tian Lin also frowned: "I took the initiative to ask the peak master for the mission of delivering the letter to the Wenxin Sect. Do you think I am afraid of death and want to drag you down with me?"

That was what they originally thought.

But from what Tian Lin said, it seemed that he took the initiative to ask for this dangerous job, which proved that Tian Lin did not seem to be afraid of death.

They had no grudges against Tian Lin, so why did Tian Lin drag them into this?
But what they didn't know was that although Tian Lin's mission was not assigned by Elder Xiao, it was forced upon him by Elder Feng.

Tian Lin was scared to death. If he had not been reluctant to leave the Wenxin Sect and had heard that the Wenxin Sect did not kill white-clothed disciples, Tian Lin would probably have escaped.

As for no grudges or hatred——

They had no grudges against Tian Lin, but they often contradicted Tian Lin, and Tian Lin also hated them.

Therefore, there is no need to ask why we should drag them into this.

"Okay! Then we'll go with you - but we've got to make it clear that we won't let you enter the Heart-Searching Sect."

Senior Brother Zhao temporarily believed Tian Lin's words, mainly because now that he was on Tian Lin's boat, it would be difficult to get off unless he betrayed the Yaoyue Sect.

Driven by the spirit stone, the flying boat flew over the mountains at an extremely fast speed.

After five days, the flying boat had crossed almost half of the State of Zhao, and finally saw a stretch of white snow-capped mountains in the distance.

The flying boat landed at the foot of a remote mountain. Junior Brother Jiang came down and straightened his white clothes, saying:
"Fenzhou is located in a remote area. It has not been too severely poisoned by the Blood Cult, but it is still a pure land."

Tian Lin was collecting the flying boat nearby. Senior Brother Zhao also walked over to Junior Brother Jiang. After listening to Junior Brother Jiang's words, he exhaled a puff of mist:
"The Blood Cult has now swept across most of the Zhao Kingdom. I'm afraid this piece of pure land won't be clean for a few days."

"Okay, let's find a place to stay first."

Over there, Tian Lin put away the flying boat, walked over and took a look at the surrounding mountains.

He pointed to the snow-less mountains and said, "I remember there is a small town over there. Let's go to the town and take a rest first."

Senior Brother Zhao frowned and said, "The Questioning Heart Sect is to the east of here, why are we heading west?"

Tian Lin used his scabbard to push aside the thorns in front of him, clearing a path full of bushes.

As he walked ahead, he said without turning his head, "How can we come here empty-handed? Even if we want to enter the sect, we have to buy some gifts."

Brother Zhao followed him and said dissatisfiedly:
"Isn't the leader of the Wenxin Sect much more generous than us? Even if we want to give gifts, the sect should prepare them.

Where can we find a gift for him in this remote place?"

"Yes! The Wenxin Sect hates the Blood Cultists to the core. As the younger generation, we can't find anything else, but we can at least take a few heads and bodies of the Blood Cultists, right?"

As they were talking, Tian Lin had already gone down the mountain and climbed to another hilltop.

Junior Brother Jiang was startled, and followed Senior Brother Zhao closely and said, "This Senior Brother Zhangfeng's Wind Movement Technique doesn't seem to be only at the Great Perfection stage."

Not to mention him, even Senior Brother Zhao was extremely surprised.

The reason why he looked down on Tian Lin was because of Tian Lin's identity as Huahualang.

But now his clan family has been destroyed. Although he still has the dignity of a child of an aristocratic family, he cannot use his identity as Huahualang to mock Tian Lin.

Therefore, he used the excuse that Tian Lin's cultivation was too low and despised Tian Lin, the head disciple, from the bottom of his heart.

But now it seems that Tian Lin's wind-moving technique has reached perfection.

Although this Fengxingshu is just a body movement, mostly used for escaping and chasing people, its combat power is far less domineering than other martial arts.

But middle-grade perfection is middle-grade perfection. How can it be achieved easily?

"Where can we find the Blood Cultists in this remote area?"

"The Blood Cult aims to conquer the entire Zhao State, so how could they just give up Fenzhou? So even though the Blood Cult has not spread to Fenzhou, there must be a lot of Blood Cult members.

There must be blood cultists in this town, and they must have discovered our flying boat. If we don't look for them, they might want to look for us."

The three of them had high levels of cultivation, and they soon arrived at the town that Tian Lin mentioned.

It is called a small town, but it is not small, because this so-called small town has a tendency to expand outward. In addition to the original wooden houses, there are many newly built huts extending along both sides of the official road.

Most of these people living in the huts were ragged and unkempt. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were not local residents but refugees from other places.

"Who among these people do you think is a member of the Blood Cult?"

Tian Lin smiled at Senior Brother Zhao and Junior Brother Jiang and asked them softly.

Senior Brother Zhao frowned, thought for a moment and said:

"Senior Peak Master, you deliberately exposed your storage bag and the Taibai on your body. If anyone knows what you are talking about, they are most likely a member of the Blood Cult."

Junior Brother Jiang next to him disagreed. He frowned and said:

“But you see, these Hua Hua Langs are all staring at the two of us and Senior Brother Zhang Feng, and they all look like they want to scar our entire bodies.

How can we tell whether they are Hua Hua Lang who are greedy for our money or Blood Cultists who are greedy for our storage bags?"

Senior Brother Zhao did not answer Junior Brother Jiang, but walked to a stall nearby and took two beef buns.

The shop owner was waiting for Senior Brother Zhao to pay, but he didn't expect Senior Brother Zhao to turn around and leave.

The shop owner was furious and was about to curse behind the steamer when he saw Tian Lin slap his storage bag and a dime of silver appeared in Tian Lin's hand.

Tian Lin threw the silver coins casually, and they landed lightly on the chopping board where the shop owner was kneading dough.

At this moment, many eyes were fixed on Tian Lin.

Senior Brother Zhao handed two beef buns to Junior Brothers Tian Lin and Jiang, and said:
"If it was Hua Hualang, he would only be staring at our beef buns and would not care about Senior Brother Zhangfeng's storage bag."

Junior Brother Jiang took the beef bun and added:
"If it were Hua Hualang, they would only regard Senior Brother Zhang Feng's move of taking silver from the storage bag as a trick, and would not think that Senior Brother Zhang Feng's small treasure bag is actually a magic weapon."

The two of them were talking excitedly, but Tian Lin frowned and refused the beef bun handed to him by Senior Brother Zhao.

He said, "Let's find an inn first and rest for a night."

Senior Brother Zhao, who was originally observing the people around him with a scrutinizing look, turned his head and couldn't help but say:

"Shouldn't we find the blood cultists as the most urgent task?"

Tianlin Road:
"We are not people with extraordinary wisdom, and our ability to investigate cases is not as good as that of the detectives in the government office. How can we easily identify the blood cultists and evildoers by their eyes? So instead of trying hard to find them ourselves, it is better to let them come to us on their own initiative."

Even though Senior Brother Zhao was dissatisfied, he suppressed his anger.

It must be said that this was all thanks to Tian Lin's perfect Fengxing Jutsu.

The three of them entered the inn and only asked for one room.

But as soon as Zhao and Jiang sat down, Tian Lin said to them, "I still have something I need you two to do."

Zhao and Jiang were stunned for a moment, and Junior Brother Jiang asked first: "Senior Brother Zhangfeng, what do you want to say?"

Tian Lin took out two pieces of paper from his storage bag and said, "I have some medicinal herbs that are only available in the North, so I want my two junior brothers to help me buy some."

Senior Brother Zhao couldn't help but throw the note away and said:
"What do you mean? You said you wanted to join the Heart-Searching Sect. We've already arrived at the gate of the sect, and you said you wanted to capture the Blood Cultists as gifts. Now the Blood Cultists are no longer in a hurry to capture them, and suddenly you asked the two of us to go find medicinal herbs—

If you are just looking for medicinal herbs, what medicinal herbs do we not have in our sect?"

The note that Tian Lin gave contained the medicinal materials needed for the Heart-Searching Pill.

Most of the medicinal materials for the Heart-Searching Pill can be found in the Yaoyue Sect, but a small part of them are only available in the north.

Tian Lin talked about giving gifts. The corpse of the Blood Cultist was one gift, and the Heart-Seeking Pill was another gift. As for the formula of the Heart-Seeking Pill, even if he wanted to give it, he had to find a suitable reason to do so.

“Whether I’m looking for blood cultists or medicinal herbs, my goal is to enter the Wenxin Sect and save Junior Sister Han’s life.

It’s fine that my two junior brothers didn’t accompany me to the Heart-Searching Sect. I don’t blame you either—

Now I just want you to do me a small favor, are you unwilling to do it? If that's the case, you two can go back to Yaoyue Sect, I don't need your help anymore."

Senior Brother Zhao's face flushed red, and he actually looked a little ashamed.

Junior Brother Jiang frowned, thinking that although Tian Lin said that, he would definitely not lend them the flying boat to take back to the sect.

Do I have to walk across most of Zhao State to return home?
"Okay, we'll follow your orders, Senior Brother Zhangfeng. I hope you can really bring Junior Sister Han back, otherwise -"

"If I couldn't bring back Junior Sister Han, Junior Brother Zhao wouldn't have bothered me. The Questioning Heart Sect would have directly detained me."

Tian Lin swallowed back Brother Zhao's harsh words with one sentence.

Senior Brother Zhao had nothing to say. He snorted coldly, picked up the note and walked out.

Finding medicinal herbs is not an easy task, but as a cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, if he can't even handle such a "small matter", he would have no face to come to Tian Lin.

He still looked down on Tian Lin from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't want to be looked down upon by Tian Lin.

Junior Brother Jiang didn't have so many thoughts. He just wanted to finish the job safely and then return to Yue Zong.

You know, the State of Zhao is not safe now.

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