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The next morning.

On the outskirts of the capital, there is an ancient courtyard.

There is an old locust tree full of blooming locust trees planted in the courtyard. The spring breeze blows, and the locust flowers sway gently, bringing with it the faint fragrance of locust flowers, covering up the smell of medicinal materials that fills the courtyard.

Next to the bamboo shelf used to dry herbs under the courtyard wall, a girl with a delicate face and simple clothes stood there. Her delicate white hands gently picked the dried herbs. At the same time, she raised her ears and quietly listened to the Sophora japonica flowers behind her. The two senior brothers were talking under the tree.

"What did you say? Brother Zhao was rescued?!"

Under the locust tree, Ding Xiu was holding a slender seedling knife and looking at his junior brother in astonishment.

Jin Yichuan nodded solemnly, with an expression on his face that was both shocked and excited.

After he just learned the news that Tianlao had been robbed, he had thought that the person who was rescued might be Zhao Lihe.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the possibility was unlikely. After all, the only people outside of Tianlu who were thinking about Zhao Lihe were the one in Shuzhong and their alliance.

Although the man in Shu would intercede for Zhao Lihe, he was determined not to commit such a thing as the Tian Jie Prison.

Therefore, when following Jin Yiwei into the Tianlao, Jin Yichuan's important goal was to try his best to record the internal structure of the Tianlao and the geographical location of the Tianlao, so that he could rob the prison with Ding Xiu and others in a few days.

But who would have thought that the person who was rescued was actually Zhao Lihe.

Although it is not clear who did it, in the end it was considered a success for them, and they no longer had to risk jailbreaks.

Ding Xiu furrowed his brows and paced back and forth in the yard. Suddenly his steps were steady and he raised his head and said, "Anyway, Brother Zhao has left that ghost place after all. The top priority is to mobilize manpower to find Brother Zhao's traces as soon as possible."

"I thought so too, so at dawn, I came to see you on the pretext of seeing a doctor."

"I'm afraid you're not just looking for me..."

Ding Xiu suddenly raised his voice and said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, not only was Jin Yichuan a little embarrassed, but the girl who was eavesdropping also froze. She quickly lowered her head and pretended not to hear anything and got busy, unconsciously kneading the poor dried herbs with her bare hands.

Ding Xiu noticed the girl's little movement and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

Jin Yichuan smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "Brother, please stop joking at this time. It's more important to talk to Brother Zhao."

Ding Xiu laughed loudly, picked up the Miao Dao and said, "Junior brother, that's the bad thing about you. No matter what you do, you always like to be tense and won't relax until the end of the matter. But I tell you, the more important things you do, the more important you are. The less you can hold your nerve, it's like a martial arts competition, the one who lets go will always have a greater chance of winning..."

With that said, Ding Xiu patted his shoulder and walked past him.

When they passed each other, he poked Jin Yichuan's shoulder with the handle of the knife, and with some force, he turned around and faced the girl's back.

"Okay, leave the contact with the organization to me. You stay here and take good care of yourself."

Ding Xiu waved his hand, left a meaningful word, and then left the yard with the Miao knife on his shoulder.

Facing his senior brother's teasing, Jin Yichuan looked helpless, but when he saw the girl's back, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

After hesitating for a moment, Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth and walked over.

…

…

In the southeast corner of the capital, in a secret house.

Zhao Lihe slowly opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling above his head, feeling slightly absent-minded.

Everything last night was like a dream to him.

Whether it was another time traveler or the escape from the prison itself, he felt a little dazed.

Even though the scene in front of him was no longer the dark and cramped cell, Zhao Lihe still had a momentary hallucination, feeling that everything in front of him might just be his imagination before his death.

But soon, his strong willpower made his eyes clear and firm again.

Zhao Lihe turned over and sat up, pushed the door open and went out. The sunlight outside the door suddenly shone into the house.

Under the sun, a tall figure in a green shirt stood bent over in the yard, pruning the flowers and plants in the yard.

Seeing this figure, Zhao Lihe couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Lin!"

"you're awake."

Lin Zhongtian didn't look back, trimming the flowers and grass, and said with a smile: "I was in a hurry last night and didn't take your physical condition into consideration. When I got there, I realized that you were so weak, so I took it upon myself to help you. I treated you a little and let you have a good sleep. How is it? How do you feel now?"

Zhao Lihe stretched his body after hearing this, couldn't help raising his hands and kicking his legs.

"It really feels much more comfortable!"

Zhao Lihe was a little surprised. After just one night's rest, his body seemed to have returned to its peak condition.

Not only were all the old injuries on the body gone, but also the spirit and the cold from the wind last night were restored.

What an incredible method!

Zhao Lihe couldn't help but admire: "Brother Lin, this is the legendary magic power, it is indeed omnipotent!"

"This is not magic power...but it's not wrong for you to understand it this way."

Lin Zhongtian laughed, casually hanging the scissors for trimming flowers and plants on the branches, and explained: "I was pressed for time last night, and I didn't have time to explain clearly. I am actually not the kind of immortal cultivator you think of. In comparison, I am more like a beauty." The kind of person with super powers in the comics, so I’m sorry, if you want to learn how to cultivate immortality from me..."

Lin Zhongtian paused and spread his hands, expressing that he was helpless.

Seeing Lin Zhongtian's calm words, Zhao Lihe's face turned red and he looked a little embarrassed.

The reason why he brought up this topic was that he really had this in mind, but he was too embarrassed to ask directly, so he wanted to start a conversation and continue the conversation naturally.

But unexpectedly, Lin Zhongtian saw through his mind at a glance and pointed it out bluntly.

Zhao Lihe was a little embarrassed and quickly explained: "Brother Lin, I..."

Lin Zhongtian smiled and shook his head: "No need to explain, I know you don't mean anything else. As a Chinese and a modern Chinese who has read countless novels about cultivating immortals, it would be strange if you didn't have such thoughts!"

"However, I am indeed not an immortal cultivator, and I don't have any secrets to cultivating immortality."

...Then what exactly is your ability?

Zhao Lihe was very curious, but he hesitated and was still embarrassed to ask.

In his understanding, the specific abilities of superpowers are a very important secret.

Because it not only contains the introduction of abilities, but also contains flaws in abilities.

Just like the superpowers in those urban supernatural novels, in addition to pure power crushing, the most important thing in the battle between them is the restraint between abilities.

Therefore, Zhao Lihe didn't know whether he should ask this question.

But Lin Zhongtian once again made the decision for him.

I saw him saying calmly: "To put it simply, I possess a kind of gray mist-like energy. This energy can evolve life, strengthen the body, and enhance intelligence. In addition, I can also use gray mist to control other lives." and objects, but this kind of control is not permanent. Once the fog clears, it will lose its effectiveness, just like what you saw last night."

"Oh, by the way, this is the same energy that repairs your damaged vocal cords and hidden wounds in your body. But don't worry, I can only control this energy when it's in the form of gray mist. Once integrated into flesh and blood, the gray mist will transform into Healing wounds and strengthening the body's life energy are beyond my control in this state."

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