The corridor of the Ling family's giant ship was as gloomy as a ghost realm, and no other guards appeared, so the group was no longer surprised.

After leaving the restaurant, a few young people were in a better mood. They walked around the garden and talked loudly, completely forgot that they were on someone else's boat now, and Shisan and Luo Yun walked silently at the end.

Huang Guiyun's dream was to join the Wusi, so he kept asking Zhou Tianyu and Lin Dafeng about the Wusi.

However, Lin Dafeng has only been joining for a few months. This is also his first time going out to perform a mission. Most of the time he is a dull gourd, and he follows Zhou Tianyu's instructions to do things.

As for Chen Tingting, who was just taking advantage of the summer vacation to visit Licheng, heard that Ludao needed manpower and volunteered to participate in the mission.

"On holiday? Then, Miss Chen, you haven't graduated from the martial arts lecture hall?"

Huang Guiyun also remembered that Zhou Tianyu said that Chen Tingting was not a formal staff member of the Martial Arts Department. She could actually take the initiative to apply for field tasks and was approved. What's more, only students in the martial arts lecture hall would use the term summer vacation, which was very surprised.

Chen Tingting said proudly with her waist on her back: "I have a dedicated person to guide her so she doesn't need to study in a place like the martial arts lecture hall."

Huang Guiyun said inexplicably: "Why?"

Wan Li Xinkuan explained: "Young Master Huang, all the famous families have their own schools. You can practice family martial arts since childhood, which is much more convenient than most people."

"It's so good...but it's also good for me to learn martial arts in the martial arts hall." Huang Guiyun couldn't help but feel a little envious and a little disappointed when he heard that the children of aristocratic families were treated like this.

The private school stipulates that if you are over 16 years old and have not reached the sixth level of martial arts, you cannot be recommended to continue studying in the martial arts lecture hall, and you can only study honestly to get a fame.

Huang Guiyun knew that he was not a material for studying, so Mou Zujin tried hard to practice his basic internal skills before he could barely reach the peak of the fifth level before his sixth birthday, but he just broke through to the sixth level of martial arts.

It was entirely due to Huang Guiyun's father's use of the silver accumulated by the small restaurant for many years to get the qualification to go to the Licheng martial arts hall, otherwise he would not have been able to stand here at this time.

Huang Guiyun has been listening to the storyteller telling stories about heroes since he was a child. He had long thought that if he could not study in the martial arts lecture hall, he would run away from home and go through the world alone.

Now, as the successor of the God of Martial Arts, he has laid a very good foundation for becoming a hero.

Wan Li Xinkuan continued: "The teachers in the martial arts lecture hall are excellent, but there are still some advanced institutions in big cities such as Luoyang, Chang'an, Hangzhou, etc. The teachers in it are all well-known experts invited from major sects, but the tuition fees are much higher, and only the children of wealthy businessmen and nobles can afford it."

For some reason, Wanli's words were as envious and a little disappointed as Huang Guiyun.

Huang Guiyun said, "Huh? Then Mr. Wan, why don't you go to these higher education institutions to practice martial arts?"

Wan Li Xinkuan smiled and said, "Wan was wandering with his father since childhood, and he stayed in the same place for less than three months."

"At that time, the family was not very wealthy. Apart from the expenses required for life, my father used the remaining money to do business, so he had no money to go to school. Later, because my father was overworked in the early years and his health was not as good as before, Wan began to help him share his worries. Since then, he was busy with his work and not young, so he no longer spent time practicing martial arts."

Huang Guiyun said: "Oh, so that's how it is..."

Wan Li Xinkuan told the bitter past of his childhood. Huang Guiyun felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head and didn't know what to say.

Although it is much worse than others now, at least I have lived in my childhood well, and Wanli Xinkuan just endured hardships and enjoyed happiness earlier.

"Wan also envies the freedom and romantic world. It is a blessing for Wan to meet a few young and promising knights and become friends. If there is anything that Wan can help in the future, it doesn't matter."

Wanli Xinkuan is a businessman, but he does not have the power of a businessman. Although he does not know martial arts, his aura is definitely not weaker than that of Huang Guiyun and the young master of the martial arts world that he had seen before. What he said in the early morning brought the relationship between several young people closer.

Huang Guiyun smiled foolishly and said, "I am also very lucky to be friends with Mr. Wan."

Zhou Tianyu clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Wan is so proud of me. I am just an ordinary young man from the Wusi. It is hard to be called a hero."

"Mr. Wan, can I tell others that they are your friend in the future? If possible, then they will be too proud." Chen Tingting shouted around Wanli Xinkuan like a little sparrow.

"Of course." Wan Li Xinkuan nodded and smiled, "But Miss Chen, I want to ask you something below, I don't know if Miss Chen can tell me."

"That's great." Chen Tingting said with a glitter on her face with joy: "Mr. Wan, what do you want to ask? Do you want to ask if my sister has not been married yet? Let me introduce it to you."

"Wan is not in a hurry to get married. I just wanted to ask if Miss Chen asked if she had asked something useful when she applied the needle to that person just now?"

As soon as the question of Wanlixinluo was released, everyone remembered the matter of urging the divine needle. At this time, they mentioned it again, and the corridor immediately became silent, and only the footsteps just now slowly wiggled farther and farther away in this flashy and dark space.

When everyone returned to the restaurant, they planned to use the crazy people to question them, but they were all thrown into the sea by Luo Yun. Now only the person outside the warehouse has enjoyed the method of urging the magic needle, and the person who used the needle was Chen Tingting.

But Zhou Tianyu and the others never mentioned this matter. Only when they were so happy about it would choose Chen Tingting, the most unprepared person, as the object of their inquiry.

However, Chen Tingting originally smiled like a flower. After Wan Li Xinkuan asked this question, her upturned mouth also dropped, she lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes, and hesitated: "I... that... is..."

The question of Wanli's heart also attracted Thirteen's attention. He deliberately distanced himself from the young people and whispered to Luo Yun beside him: "Bald, you haven't accepted an apprentice named Chen back then?"

Luo Yun looked disgusted: "I haven't received a single apprentice, so you don't care about the trouble of picking up people everywhere and raising them to play with. What's the use?"

"Damn it, Lin quilt is to protect his old age. Maybe it will be used in a few days." Thirteen glanced at Luo Yun and continued, "You have never accepted an apprentice, so how could the Chen family use the magic needle and understand Hong Ruyi?"

People don’t think that Thirteen knew about the magic needle. Luo Yun sold a few tricks to the cult people to question the righteous martial arts that he caught.

But only a few of them knew the name Hong Ruyi, and it was absolutely impossible for others to know and could not do it.

After all, that was when Thirteen and the others were younger, and they could only use it when they fought with gangsters on the street. Later, they became stronger and they stopped using it. The eighth-level master used inconsistent moves such as splashing chili water. When people knew, wouldn’t they use laughing stock?

Luo Yun thought for a while before replying: "Once I was seriously injured and unconscious when I was chased. When I woke up, I saw that I was in a broken thatched hut. The wound on my body was just a little medicine to stop bleeding, but the book... was gone."

"It's gone!"

"kindness."

"That's fine if you don't memorize the important things and burn them, but you'll still carry them with you, looking for death?" Compared to Luo Yundan's Feng Qingyun, Thiran seemed to be losing his own treasure.

Luo Yun said: "When I was trying to make the medicines in it, I always thought about whether it could be used to save people, so I wrote down a lot of experiences and the things you told me were also recorded."

"What!" Thirteen heard the news, his ears buzzed, his heart pounding, and he shouted with a voice, "Yaosheng, that's all shameful things. If someone stabs it out, Lin Quai's master will..."

Luo Yun said lightly: "Do you still care so much about your master?"

Thirteen stood there, staring blankly in front of him, but there was no focus in his eyes. After he came to his senses, two words popped out of his mouth.

"All right……"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!