Chapter 2 Under the Mind

Looking at the rosefinch, the old man nodded with a smile and said, "I think you are the guardian Holy Spirit of Lin Dao, but why do you call him the master? Are you building a master-servant relationship?"

The rosefinch glanced at the old man angrily and said, "What are you doing with so much nonsense? As long as I like it, please treat it quickly. My master is still in a coma. Although he is in a better state, his vitality is still losing.

The old man didn't mean to be angry at all. He smiled and continued, "You should at least tell me what happened to Lin Dao, and I remember that he went to Longyu with Hua Xiong. Now that Lin Dao is back, what about Hua Xiong?"

"I don't know who Hua Xiong is. My owner, with the help of the power of the elixir, abandoned an elder of the dragon clan, and was later counterattacked by the elixir." The rosefinch obviously doesn't want to talk too much.

"Tear carefully." The old man's face changed, and the murderous atmosphere permeated.

The rosefinch curled her lips and told what had happened to Lin Dao before. Of course, the rosefinch still modified what happened to Lin Dao in the so-called Red Dragon Sanctuary. She didn't believe the strangers in front of her. Who knew if they had a different purpose?

Hearing the words of the rosefinch, everyone present, including the old man, showed great shock on their faces. Among them, especially Guo Jia, Lin Dao's strength was very clear. Although he had some potential, it was not so far away.

"I heard it right, Ju, actually disabled the legendary saint, and it is also a dragon clan." A strong man in the imperial realm, who is also a college tutor, couldn't help but knot his tongue. The information said by the rosefinch was really shocking. The Holy Land is a mysterious field that he has never thought of. Lindao is just a student of Imperial College, and it is also from the Southern Campus, which is the worst place for Imperial College.

"But after all, he only has the realm of a general now. Is she lying? Maybe Lin Dao has offended a powerful person..."

"Shut up!" Guo Jia stopped a mentor. He knew that if this person continued to talk, the rosefinch would lose his temper.

"Human, I advise you to shut up. If you talk again, I don't mind knocking off all your teeth!" The rosefinch stared at the tutor fiercely with anger.

The old man who had been silent stroked his long beard and said something that made the rosefinch very happy: "Lin Dao's move is very comforting to me."

"Is that right, old man? You also think my master is right." The rosefinch suddenly felt that the old man was not so annoying.

The old man smiled and said, "Since Lin Dao has been counterattacked by the elixir, there is only one person who can do it."

"Who?" The rosefinch asked hurriedly.

"Holy Emperor, Zhang Jiao."

"Holy Emperor? Is it the one from the Temple of Peace? Obviously, the rosefinch also knows the Taiping Temple, and she, who has never left the Phoenix Holy Land, also knows the Taiping Temple. It can be seen that the coverage of the Taiping Temple has far exceeded all forces.

"That's right." The old man nodded.

"But the question is that my master has nothing to do with the Taiping Temple. Is the Holy Emperor willing to save my master?" The rosefinch was a little worried. She still knew more or less the rules of the Taiping Temple. The Taiping Temple believes in the God of Light. If she is a believer of Light, she can get help from the Taiping Temple no matter where she goes, but it is obvious that Lin Dao is not, because no Taiping Temple has been established in the Southern Underworld.

You need to know that Lin Dao is very afraid of the Taiping Temple. On the one hand, it is because of the peasant uprising led by Taiping Dao in the history of the Three Kingdoms, and on the other hand, Lin Dao does not believe in these so-called servants. For him, the Taiping Temple is a time bomb. This potentially dangerous object is not allowed to enter his territory. In order to prevent the Taiping Temple from infiltrating into the Southern Ming Kingdom from the people, Lin Dao even made the Taiping servant of Jiangxia Kingdom also drive out of Jiangxia in the "fighting" of the two brothers of the Huang family through secret channels, so that the Taiping Temple really could not penetrate into the Southern Ming Kingdom.

No one understands why Lin Dao is so afraid of the Taiping Temple. Of course, few people know that it is the forces that Lin Dao deliberately isolated the Taiping Temple. Only the step trainer and several important ministers of Lin Dao know this matter.

"I still have some friendship with the Holy Emperor. Leave this matter to me." The old man dragged his hand to Lin Daoxin, and Lin Dao, which was wrapped in purple fog, slowly flew up. After that, Lin Dao slowly floated into the air with the old man, "Feng Xiao, take good care of this friend of the Phoenix clan, and don't neglect it."

"Yes." Guo Jia looked at the rosefinch in surprise. He really didn't expect that the woman in front of him, which was full of gloomy and dark, was actually a phoenix. After all, the phoenix people were all like hatred, and they were bright and hot representatives.

"Old man, you must let my master recover as soon as possible." The rosefinch knew that her identity was not suitable for going to the Temple of Light. Now she is no longer the rosefinch of the Phoenix clan. After integrating the hellfire, her breath became a little repulsive to the light.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a lively forest road in a few days." The old man rarely smiled, and then disappeared out of thin air with Lin Dao.

"Space transfer? Is this old man the legendary demon saint? The rosefinch looked at Guo Jia and saw Guo Jia nodding. The rosefinch couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "With him, the master's life will not be in danger."

Guo Jia smiled, and his expression at the rosefinch was a little strange...

In the gap between the rosefinch and Guo Jia, the old man has taken Lin Dao to an empty lot. This is not a magnificent place. Below the old man is an endless wheat field, which is golden and particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

There is a small open space in the wheat field, or a small hill. There is a thousand-year-old tree on the hill and a short wooden house next to the ancient tree. At this time, there is a white-haired old man planting crops in the nursery outside the wooden house.

Seeing the white-haired old man, there was a smile on the old man's face. He fell lightly in front of the wooden house with Lin Dao.

"Old man, you're all right."

"It's you, Wen He. I haven't seen you for so many years. What brings you here? The white-haired old man looked at Lin Dao floating in the air behind the old man. A slight surprise flashed in his seemingly plain eyes, and then it tended to be plain.

"I said He Li (Note: Zhang Jiao's word did not appear in the history book. I checked it and felt that among the many statements, "He Li" was the most appropriate. Zhang Jiao was originally a farmer. In ancient times, the words were mostly an extension and anthesis of the name. He general refers to the crop, and He Li can be interpreted as the curved part of the crop's head. It looks like a bowing. Isn't the sharpness at the top?) At least we haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years. When old friends come, you don't invite me in for a drink. Xiaoyu?" The old man smiled at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man straightened up, and there was a nostalgic smile on his equally kind face: "Jia Wen and Jia Wenhe, you and I have been friends for more than 600 years. Every time you get something from me, and every time you let me stand from you?"

If Lin Dao was awake at this time, he would be very surprised. Among the counselors of the Three Kingdoms, his favorite Jia Xu, Jia Wenhe was actually the dean of the Imperial College.

Jia Xu smiled and pointed to Lin, who was still in a coma behind him, and said, "What do you think of this son?"

"It's weird." The white-haired old man took a look at Lin Dao, which was his first comment on Lin Dao.

"This is the person you have been looking for." Jia Xu put away his smile, slowly opened his hands, and looked up from the sky. "Although you and I care about big men, in fact, you and I know very well that the word rejuvenation has already become empty talk, and now, you and I should take a long-term view. Don't you and I seek well-being for the dawn of the world?

The white-haired old man slowly walked to Jia Xu and looked at Lin Dao at close range. The white-haired old man couldn't help frowning deeply and muttered, "I didn't expect it to be him. After all, what should come."

"He Li, this son is seriously injured and needs your help."

The white-haired old man smiled and nodded without hesitation and agreed, "I really miss the days when I joined hands with you."

Five days later, Lin Dao slowly regained consciousness from his coma. When he opened his hazy eyes, he found that he was at the home of Imperial College, and the rosefinch leaned against Lin Dao's bedside. She may have fallen asleep because she was too tired. Lin Dao looked at his body and found that the vitality of the body had been restored and he was in a good state. With Lin Dao's current situation, he can get out of bed and run for a few kilometers now.

Lin Dao sat up gently. He gently held the rosefinch in his arms, and then put her flat on ** and covered her with a quilt. Lin Dao's movements were extremely gentle. Even if the rosefinch had woken up, she was still pretending to be asleep. She only hoped that the time could solidify at this moment so that Lin Dao's tenderness could last for at least a few more minutes.

After covering the quilt for the rosefinch, Lin Dao kissed the rosefinch on the forehead and said softly, "Thanks to you these days. Take a break."

The rosefinch's slightly beating eyelashes have betrayed her disguise. Lin Dao smiled slightly and opened the door and went out. When the door was closed, Lin Dao still gently closed the door leaf. Unexpectedly, before Lin Dao took a few steps, a rosefinch cheered from the house - "Yeah!"

Lin Dao shook his head with a smile.

Out of the bedroom, Lin Dao met Guan Ping and Zhao Yun, who were drinking tea and chatting in the hall. At the same time, Qiao Xi and Sun Shangxiang were also surprised by Lin Dao.

"Big bad guy, why are you up?" Qiao Xi saw Lin Dao's first sentence, which made Lin Dao speechless.

"Why can't I get up? Do you want me to stay in ** for the rest of my life? Lin Dao looked at Qiao Xi Dao.

"No, no, that's not what I mean, I mean - oh! Why are you so annoying? They just said that because they were very happy!"

"Oh, I know." Lin Dao smiled and then looked at Zhao Yun and Guan Ping.

"Good boy, you are really famous now!" No matter how high Lin Dao flew, Guan Ping will always be Lin Dao's good brother. Naturally, he knew that Lin Dao was not the kind of person who likes to put on airs, so he gave Lin Dao a fist as soon as he came up. Lin Dao took Guan Ping's fist with his shoulder and said with a smile, "I won't say much about Ming Zhen Jiuzhou or something. Brother, I have suffered a lot for this, and I have used up my killer mace. I originally planned to use it when the Mour flowers bloom this year."

"What Moro flowers are blooming, what are you going to do?" As soon as Guan Ping heard something, he immediately said, "You must call me at that time. You are really not a brother. You can't always hide something by yourself. We are brothers!"