Chapter 1310 Digestion of Harvest
"Patriarch Lin is absolutely right. I also have the same idea."
Zhou Yiqiao responded.
"I wonder if Patriarch Lin has any specific ideas or suggestions?"
Lin Xiaotian smiled slightly and took a blank jade slip from the desk. As his spiritual power surged, densely packed words and patterns gradually emerged on the jade slip. That was the draft of the cooperation agreement that he had already conceived in his mind.
"This is the preliminary cooperation agreement I drafted. You two may take a look at it first. If you are not satisfied with it, we can discuss it again."
Lin Xiaotian gently pushed the jade slip towards Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai.
Zhou Yiqiao and the other person took the jade slip and read it carefully. They saw that the terms were very detailed, taking into account the interests of both parties while also taking into account fairness and justice. They couldn't help but nod secretly.
"Patriarch Lin has considered everything carefully. We are very satisfied with this agreement."
After reading it, Zhou Yiqiao looked up and said.
Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian showed a satisfied smile on his face.
He stood up, walked to the desk, took out a special spiritual pen, and lightly touched the jade slip with the tip of the pen. As the spiritual power flowed, a formal cooperation agreement was generated based on this draft, and his soul mark was automatically engraved on it to show the Lin family's sincerity towards this contract.
"Please ask Brother Zhou to leave a soul mark here as well."
Lin Xiaotian handed the magic pen to Zhou Yiqiao.
Zhou Yiqiao took the magic pen and tapped lightly on the jade slip.
The next moment, he felt a little bit of his soul being drawn away, turning into a wisp of light green smoke, slowly merging into the jade slip, reflecting the soul imprint of Lin Xiaotian, forming an indelible contractual bond.
"It's a pleasure to work with you. I'll serve you two a cup of tea instead of wine."
Lin Xiaotian raised his teacup and greeted Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai.
Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai smiled at each other and also picked up their teacups. The three of them clinked their glasses lightly. Although they were not drunk, the taste was better than fine wine, which formally confirmed this cooperation.
With the signing of the cooperation agreement, the atmosphere between the three became more harmonious.
Lin Xiaotian filled Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai's cups with spiritual tea again. The three of them sipped tea while chatting about interesting things and secrets in the world of immortal cultivation.
"Patriarch Lin, to be honest, we came here this time not only to seek cooperation, but also to ask for something."
During the conversation, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly changed the subject and made a new request.
Lin Xiaotian smiled slightly, as if he had expected it.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please feel free to speak up. As long as I can, I will definitely help."
"We have gained a little while exploring the secret realm, and we need a quiet place to practice in seclusion and recuperate our energy."
"I wonder if the Lin family can provide a suitable place for retreat?"
His words were half true and half false. He did not give a specific reason, but it still explained the most urgent needs of the two people at the moment.
After hearing this, Lin Xiaotian pondered for a moment and then nodded:
"This is a trivial matter. There is a quiet room in the Lin family mansion that is specially designed for retreat and cultivation. The spiritual energy is rich and the environment is quiet. If you two fellow Taoists don't mind, you can retreat here."
"In that case, thank you very much, Chief Lin."
Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai stood up at the same time and bowed in thanks.
"You two fellow Taoists, you don't have to be polite. Since you and I are partners, the Lin family will naturally play the role of host."
Lin Xiaotian also stood up to return the greeting.
"I will have someone take you two to the quiet room right now. If you need anything else, just let me know."
"Then it'll be hard work."
Zhou Yiqiao smiled and nodded.
Lin Xiaotian then called a disciple and told him to take Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai to the retreat room.
After receiving the order, the disciple respectfully led the two out of the study.
After passing through several corridors, they came to a quiet courtyard.
There are several independent stone chambers in the courtyard, each of which is shrouded in a formation, isolating itself from external interference.
"These stone chambers are specially designed for retreat. You two seniors can choose one at will."
The disciple pointed at the stone chamber and said.
Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai looked at each other and each chose a stone chamber. Before entering the stone chamber, Zhou Yiqiao said to the disciple.
"Thank you for your help. Please do not disturb us during our retreat unless it is important."
"Yes, this junior understands."
The disciple answered respectfully.
Afterwards, Zhou Yiqiao and Li Mubai each entered the selected stone chamber and activated the formation of the stone chamber, isolating themselves from everything outside.
Inside the stone chamber, the spiritual energy was so dense that it almost condensed into liquid droplets. Zhou Yiqiao took a deep breath and felt refreshed. The spiritual energy in his body also became active.
He sat down cross-legged, intending to formally digest the spoils he had obtained from the destruction of the four Lianxu sects.
Because most of the spiritual objects selected by Zhou Yiqiao were rare treasures that could help to upgrade several magical instruments, there were not many spiritual objects related to his own cultivation.
But because of this, every spiritual object that Zhou Yiqiao was able to preserve is a rare treasure of extremely high quality.
The first item Zhou Yiqiao took out was naturally the Lingshu magic needle.
As a magical weapon that needs to be refined into the body, its preparation steps are naturally much more complicated than other magical tools.
Zhou Yiqiao first adjusted the formation in the stone chamber to the best state, ensuring that the flow of spiritual energy was unimpeded and external interference was completely isolated.
Then, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, held the Lingshu magic needle in his hand, and immersed his mind into the sea of consciousness.
In Zhou Yiqiao's sea of consciousness, spiritual power surged like a tide, and his consciousness turned into a beam of light, slowly wrapping around the Lingshu Divine Needle.
Before taking the Lingshu Divine Needle into his body, he also needed to nurture it until it was in perfect harmony with his own spiritual power.
Although this process is not complicated, it is extremely challenging for the monk's patience and concentration.
Fortunately, Zhou Yiqiao had a strong character and profound cultivation. He calmed down and guided the spiritual power in his sea of consciousness, like a stream flowing into a river or sea, slowly nourishing the Lingshu needle.
As time passed, a warm glow gradually appeared on the surface of the magic needle, resonating more and more harmoniously with Zhou Yiqiao's own spiritual power fluctuations.
At some point, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly felt a slight vibration in his sea of consciousness, as if some power was quietly awakening.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the Lingshu magic needle in his hand was shining brightly. A warm and powerful spiritual power wave emanated from the tip of the needle, intertwining with his own spiritual power, as if the two were born from the same source.
"The time has come!"
Zhou Yiqiao recited silently in his heart, he took a deep breath, concentrated his mind to the extreme, gently held up the Lingshu magic needle with both hands, and aimed it at his forehead.
As his mind moved, the Lingshu magic needle seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and pierced into the center of his eyebrows.
An indescribable pain instantly swept through Zhou Yiqiao's body, as if thousands of sharp blades pierced into the depths of his soul at the same time.
However, these pains are just commonplace for Zhou Yiqiao.
His body did not move at all, and within half an incense stick of time, he had absorbed the Lingshu needle into his meridians.
