"Customer, come some things. The shop has excellent cooked beef and Handan Huadiao wine, and there are all kinds of special snacks in various places!"

As soon as Lin Luo stepped into the inn door, the waiter immediately followed, with eight tooth-shot Olympic-like smiles, and a full-suited table-sweeping service.

"It would be rare if I had this attitude all day long!" Lin Luo thought for a moment.

Since the waiter was so enthusiastic, Lin Luo was not in a hurry to say hello to his acquaintance before and said, "Open two best rooms, and two kilograms of cooked beef, and serve a few special side dishes~" Xiaolong was unambiguous when he drew his sword, but he didn't expect that he would vomit unparalleled when he got on the boat. If he had the opportunity to take him on a roller coaster in his later generations, would this kid faint immediately?

Lin Luo thought with a bad taste and gave the waiter a tael of silver.

The waiter smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. There are important things in Handan City these days, and there are many merchants coming and going. The rooms in this day are full. Do you think you can get in the room with the number 1 and 2?"

Lin Luo nodded: "Just make arrangements."

Handan is the capital of Zhao State, and Zhangshui Wharf is an important import and export port to Handan. There are quite a few people who have already made it through. It happened that this past few days was the meeting of the heads of the sect, and martial arts people gathered together. When the waiter called Lin Luo in the door, he saw that the young man was also a figure in the martial arts world. Then he ran over to entertain him enthusiastically, for fear that the poor hospitality would make the guests dissatisfied and provoked trouble.

After ordering the things, Lin Luo walked towards the table beside the window: "The Taoist priest has not seen any more than half a year!"

Taoist Master Xuanjian didn't pay attention at first, and people came and went to the dock inn, especially in the past few days, the heads' meeting was about to come, and many martial arts people gathered in this area.

The people coming and going to the inn are all from the world. Those who know each other sit at the table and talk about major events in life, those who don’t know each other sit at the table and listen to the chatting of people next to you, or go into the room early to rest and practice.

When Xuan Jian heard someone calling him, he looked back and was still happy when he saw Lin Luo's face.

"President Lin, it's been a long time since I met. It's almost half a year since I left!" It was indeed a very happy thing to go out to meet an acquaintance. Xuan Jian saw that Lin Luo was also following a young man with a sword, and thought that this should be the apprentice Lin Luo. However, the young man looked listless and had a pale face. He knew at a glance that he was vomiting on the boat along the way.

"Chen Long, this is Taoist Master Xuanjian of Mount Wutai."

"Master, this is the son of Chen Long, the disciple I received before the New Year, and the head of President Chen!"

Lin Luo introduced to each other. In fact, as soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the two should know each other. Taoist Master Xuan Jian and General Chen Xin had a close relationship, so there should be no reason not to know his son.

Although Chen Long was listless, he was still fully etiquette. He bowed to Taoist Xuanjian, and he often heard the Taoist priest's reputation from his father.

"Hello Taoist priest, my father used to praise Taoist priest for being loyal and noble..." Chen Long was about to finish speaking, and Xuan Jian pulled Chen Long with one hand, the child of the old friend and his friend's disciple sat down, "Looking at your face, you must be uncomfortable on the boat, so you vomit all the way! Sit down and talk first."

Then he nodded to the young Taoist priest sitting beside him.

The young man nodded and understood. He got up and walked to the shopkeeper's place, filled in a portion of crucian carp soup and a portion of sweet porridge.

Xuan Jian invited Lin Luo to sit down: "My eldest disciple is from Handan, and he is very good at regulating this kind of discomfort on a boat. I thought to myself that the first time I went down the mountain and came to this Zhangshui place, because I felt uncomfortable because I was on a boat for the first time. The crucian carp soup and sweet porridge are both light things and have nourishing effects. If you eat some of them, you will feel better."

"Thank you, Taoist priest." Chen Long nodded and replied.

When the young Taoist priest came back, Xuan Jian also introduced to Lin Luo: "This is my eldest disciple, Zhiming! Zhiming, this is the head of the Lingyun Sect, whom I mentioned before. This is his apprentice and the son of Chen Xin and General Chen's head. You are all young people, what you can say!"

Then the food was served, and Xuan Jian wanted to chat with Lin Luo. The two disciples sat tactfully on another table. According to Lin Luo's words, this is called intercourse with the same generation!

After the two junior apprentices left, Lin Luo and Xuan Jian's conversation became much easier, and there were jokes in his words.

Lin Luo smiled evilly, "Master, you might be saying something bad about me in front of your disciple, boy, right?"

Taoist Master Xuan Jian glanced at Lin Luo, without getting angry, and said, "Last time, I thought you were young and powerful in martial arts. Unexpectedly, I left the old Taoist. I heard that as soon as I left, the Huns came, and you are still lucky enough to go to the battlefield with the general! I think my old Taoist is so old that I have only been on the battlefield with the general. I heard that the general will give you a war horse in the end?"

Although Xuan Jian is old and more than enough to be Lin Luo’s father, he still can’t resist his fierce gossip.

Lin Luo was a little surprised. How did the old Taoist know about this? Didn’t he leave?

Seeing Lin Luo's shocked expression, Xuan Jian shook his hand: "After all, my moral concept in Wutai Mountain is a famous martial arts world in the northern part of Zhao State. Naturally, there is a way to learn this news. You are really lucky to be able to go to the battlefield with the general. That is a great honor. Has he gained a lot?"

Lin Luo nodded. He had an epiphany on the battlefield when he fought side by side with General Li Mu!

However, Xuan Jian's question also made Lin Luo seem to have caught something and asked curiously: "Master, according to what you said, will anyone who has fought with the general gain?"

The old Taoist stroked his beard and nodded: "The general's strength is already at the top level. The eight extraordinary meridians and twelve serious meridians have been opened. When he takes action, he will naturally have some sense of heaven and earth. You must know that soldiers rely on condensing murderous aura, and warriors cultivate internal energy. If ordinary soldiers do not cultivate internal energy, they will naturally not be able to understand such mysterious things. And when their internal energy has reached a certain level, they will personally enter the battlefield with the masters. The martial arts insights and momentum emitted from their moves are very helpful for the growth of warriors!"

After hearing what Master Xuan Jian said, Lin Luo nodded and realized that there was such a saying.

Thinking of it, I had a scheming in my heart. There will definitely be many fun things or conflicts in the middle of this conference of leaders. Since the onlookers can increase experience, Lin Luo is determined to be a powerful soy sauce party!

Lin Luo and Xuan Jian were chatting here, and Chen Long and Zhiming were also familiar with each other on the other table.

Zhiming was the eldest disciple of Xuanjian and a native of Handan. He was the first disciple he accepted when he came to Handan when he was young. He was more familiar with Handan. In addition, this time, Xuanjian came to represent the moral concept, so he brought a relatively stable disciple Zhiming.

Zhiming is eighteen years old and just as young as the twentieth. Although Chen Long is only thirteen, he looks no different from the children of the 15th and 16th. In addition, he is calm and clever, so he doesn't feel inappropriate when talking with Zhiming.

"Brother Xiao Ming, where have you been going after you went down the mountain?" Chen Long asked curiously. He was envious of Zhiming, an apprentice who had mastered all his skills and could walk down the mountain at will. As for Chen Long himself wanted to become a master, he could only think about it. When will he learn all his martial arts and ideas with his master?

Zhiming also had a good impression of this young man who was called a nephew by his master. What's more, he had seen President Chen's head with his master before, but he didn't see Chen Long at that time.

"After I went down the mountain, I went south all the way to see the scenery of Zhao State. Finally, I came to my home in Handan. After staying at home for a few months, I went to the nearby Qi State for a while. Until I returned to the sect for two months to report my experience of traveling for a year. I heard that the head master was in seclusion and practiced, so my master came to attend the head master meeting on behalf of the head master. I also served the people and came to see the martial arts heroes who saw Zhao State!"

Zhiming spoke very excitedly. After all, this national-level leader conference came to the most powerful sects in various places, and naturally the most elite force in the Zhao Kingdom's martial arts world. It is very exciting to see many masters gathered together.

"Brother Xiao Ming, what are the more powerful sects in Zhao State? I only know that the northern martial arts world belongs to Mount Wutai and the Hengshan Sword Sect is respected. In the south, the Zangjian Villa and the Qianyuan Sect are more powerful, so I don't know the rest."

When he heard Chen Long praise the moral concept of the north, the martial arts world was dominant, Zhiming's face naturally had a light. Although he could hear this, Chen Long was complimenting, but in the northern part of Zhao State, it was indeed famous for his moral concept and Hengshan Sword Sect.

"I'm not old, I know a lot~" Zhiming replied.

Chen Long smiled. Originally, he only knew moral values, and his master told them when he was talking about "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" that there was also a Hengshan School in the north of Zhao State, and the moral values ​​of Yu were on par. However, the fate of this Hengshan School was not so good. In the book, the master was portrayed as a group of female monks who only accepted women and believed in Buddhism. But in fact, the Hengshan School had both men and women, and did not believe in any religion.
Chapter completed!