Lin Dong touched his chin awkwardly: This question was asked very well, and he grasped the point of the matter. But how did I know what the name of this formation is? I just thought it was feasible to set up such a formation, so I arranged it. Who expected that it was so powerful? When used against the enemy, how could the enemy give you time to set up the formation?

"I don't know much about this, I just do it casually! Who knows that I'll get rid of the toilet..."

The fourth senior brother Cheng Die raised his eyebrows to Lin Dong and said, "It doesn't matter if the toilet is gone. There are medicine gardens everywhere, and toilets everywhere. Just think of fertilizing. I usually do this."

Lin Dong felt chills, not because of Cheng Die's urination and defecation everywhere, but because of his "eye-raising" action, which caused a little high damage. Everyone laughed loudly, not realizing the embarrassment of the situation.

Senior brother Wang Sheng pulled Lin Dong aside, patted Lin Dong on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, when will you take over the 'Tianxia Immortal Hall'? My suggestion is that you can be a hand-off manager and hand over the matter to trustworthy people. You just need to concentrate on your practice..."

Lin Dong's heartbeat accelerated and he asked hurriedly: "Senior Brother, is the medical shop that Master said is the 'Tianxia Immortal Hall'? That Tianxia Immortal Hall with high medical expenses? All major hospitals in the world need to come here to buy the World Immortal Hall with rare drugs? If it is it, the sooner it will take over, the better. I can't wait to manage the 'Tianxia Immortal Hall'!"

Wang Sheng smiled and said, "Is there any other immortal hall in the world? There is only one in the world, and no one dares to steal our name!"

The World Immortal Hall is a world-famous hospital. This hospital has dozens of doctors, but only ten patients are admitted every day. In front of the World Immortal Hall, there are no terminal illnesses that cannot be cured in the world. Therefore, the number of this hospital is quite difficult to quit.

It seems that he is going to make a lot of money! Lin Dong suddenly remembered his younger brother and Wang Xueer who suffered in his hometown in Huai County. After earning money, he brought them to enjoy their happiness. Lin Dong, who made money in suffering, developed an obsession with money. Now that he has become a warrior, he should devote himself to martial arts. However, the poverty and embarrassment in the past two years are unforgettable. His younger brother Lin Qiang is still unable to stand on his own. Martial arts practitioners spend a lot of money, so Lin Dong's demand for money has become stronger.

Just as Lin Dong was fantasizing about getting rich, Wang Sheng’s gentle words came.

"Junior brother, you have a very fast advancement speed and lack practical experience. Why not sign you up for the Chinese Martial Arts Conference, so that you can quickly accumulate experience for you!"

Lin Dong was ashamed. The senior brother’s service was really in place. He had helped me plan how to improve my combat experience. This made me look lazy and I was not working hard. The Chinese martial arts conference sounded very tempting. I don’t know if there were any bonuses.

Lin Dong glanced at the senior brothers who were chatting behind him, then turned around and said in confusion: "Senior Brother, although I am a warrior, I am not certified in China. Can I sign up directly?"

The morning breeze blew up Wang Sheng's hair. Wang Sheng looked up at the sky and smiled and said, "It seems that my junior brother doesn't understand the power of our world's number one temple! Your seventh senior brother is in charge of the warrior certification in the martial arts association."

When Lin Dong heard this, he looked at Gongsun Suan not far away in surprise. Gongsun Suan put away the compass in his hand and walked to Lin Dong's side: "This is a small matter. Junior brother, you can practice with peace of mind. The registration and registration matters will be handled by our senior brother."

Well, you are all happy. Lin Dong thinks it is better to talk less in this place, so as not to be eavesdropped by these masters. Thinking of the seventh brother who can join the China Martial Arts Association, he asked: "Is the China Martial Arts Association a good relationship with our world's number one dojo?"

Wang Sheng said: "The relationship is average. The reason why your seventh senior brother worked in the China Martial Arts Association is because we owe them a favor, so your seventh senior brother wants to repay it. However, their president is an interesting person. I gave him a lot of things. A few days ago, I asked him for something, and he bluntly said that this thing has been regarded as a prize for the martial arts conference."

Lin Dong was speechless when he heard this: It’s too worth it. He will definitely find an opportunity to owe a favor from the Chinese Martial Arts Association in the future, and then in order to repay the favor, he reluctantly became the president. No, even if he is not the president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, he can be the president of the Qiaotian Martial Arts Association.

When Lin Dong thought of the president of Qiaotian Martial Arts Association, he immediately remembered Li Guodong, the son of Qiaotian Martial Arts Association. Is Li Guodong, who has been cut into a stick shape, still alive? Such sensational and explosive good news will definitely make it to the headlines today.

"Are there any other senior brothers participating?"

"Your eighth senior brother will also participate in the martial arts conference. His mission is to get that prize. Junior brother, you must be taller. For our world's number one dojo, what is the royal family of China worth!"

OK, but just say this in front of us. Don't say it out loud, otherwise someone will think you are a traitor and get a prize? Wang Sheng's handsome face has no emotion and his black eyes are bright. Lin Dong secretly speculates on his eighth Senior Brother's ranking in China. Is it because the eighth Senior Brother is so powerful, and he can take it as soon as he says he can? Then isn't the eldest Senior Brother even more powerful! Oh, it turns out that the eldest Senior Brother is praising himself. I don't know if there is any money in this prize. If the ranking of the battle is not for money, it will be meaningless.

Seeing that the elder brother was just talking about the specific prize, Lin Dong gradually lost interest in talking. Lin Dong bowed to the elder brothers and stepped straight to the gate of the world's number one love temple.

Lin Dong's cultivation level has been improved to a level, from an ordinary person to a martial artist. He was very happy. Breaking the formation cannot be compared with improving strength. Strength is hard capital, and it is the pursuit of the warriors throughout their lives. Isn't it pleasant to break the formation in the gap between improving strength? Although he thought so in his heart, Lin Dong would never underestimate the difficulty of the formation. Lin Dong knew that he did not understand the formation enough, and it was a fantasy to break the formation at this time.

When Lin Dong walked across the bridge of the moat, he stopped beside a piece of loess in the ancient woods. The scattered loess were easily pushed apart, revealing two red and black brocade scrolls. Through the gaps between the two rolls of cloth, you can see the iron plate carved with strange words. The text is faintly red, and although it is a little blurry, it does not hinder the research.

Lin Dong narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the red brocade scroll, pondered for a long time, and finally decided to pick up the black cloth shaft and several iron plates below the cloth shaft. The cloth roller and the brown iron plate were left by Zhou Qibiao. According to Zhou Qibiao's words, the red brocade scroll recorded the classification of martial arts in the world and the ranking above the master. The black scroll and iron plate were handed over by Zhou Qibiao to Lin Dong by Mo Yunshan.

According to Zhou Qibiao, this iron plate records a very strange technique, warning Lin Dong to practice it after practicing the world's No. 1 Taoist technique. Otherwise, the ending would be like Zhou Qibiao, with a short life. Although Zhou Qibiao is strong, he is full of pathological symptoms and has little lifespan.

This is why Lin Dong was worried about whether to pick up the iron plate before.

"Mo Yunshan thought I could practice, which was only what he thought. Zhou Qibiao practiced this technique. Although he was strong, his face was pale and he had not had much time, otherwise he would not have come to seek my help. In fact, if it weren't for Zhou Qibiao, I would have been killed by one of Chen Changxing, Chen Ruotong or Xiahou Yingzhong. Mo Yunshan's divination technique was against the will of heaven, and his words were more credible. In this way, I would practice. If anything happened, stop it!"

Because of the need to practice such strange skills, Lin Dong did not have the idea of ​​moving into the dormitory of the world's No. 1 dojo. Lin Dong took out a handwritten share information from his pocket and sighed: "This person has such beautiful fonts and his character should be correct."

The information on shared lease was torn off the pillars of the roadside sign on the roadside on his way back to the world's No. 1 Taoist temple. It was a handwritten advertisement, otherwise it would not be so conspicuous.

Lin Dong held the scroll and iron plate in his hand, and his straight and thin body faced the rising sun, feeling the warmth of the sunshine. When he recalled that he broke through to the realm of martial arts at dawn and became a warrior, Lin Dong smiled.

Just when Lin Dong was promoted to the realm of martial arts, the sun had not yet risen.

After Jiang Yushu cleaned her room, she took a mop to the next room to clean it. She spent 500 yuan to rent the two-bedroom, one living room and one bathroom house. Although it was in the demolition area, hasn't it been demolished yet? At least it can live for a while. After the rent, Jiang Yushu thought she could only live in one room, so she planned to rent out the other rooms.

Jiang Yushu ate two buns for breakfast and drank a glass of soy milk for the first time, just because she was promoted to assistant by the attending physician yesterday and her salary increased. Jiang Yushu stared at the old mobile phone placed on the dark yellow table in the center of the living room, smiled sweetly, life was really beautiful. She remembered Lin Dong, who had helped her in Jingtian City, and Jiang Yushu put her hand into her pocket, picked up Lin Dong's ID card, stared at Lin Dong's photo and murmured: "I don't know how to return the ID card to him, I...I don't want him to know that I am that little beggar..." The girl in the flower season always has a trace of self-esteem.

The vibrating sound of the phone rang out. Jiang Yushu put the mop in the bathroom and picked up the phone. A panic sound came from the phone: "Little sister, I'll save my bag, bring you three thousand?"

Jiang Yushu was panicked. This was her brother's rescue call and it required 3,000 yuan. Jiang Yushu's savings were only more than 3,000 yuan. The card Lin Dong gave her before, in addition to buying some escaped things, the remaining money was finally returned to Lin Dong to serve as medical expenses for him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!