Lothar searched for a long time but couldn't find it: "Are you sure you saw it?"

"Really! A very small dragon, emerald green!"

"Could it be that you see the snake as a dragon?"

"It seems... but not like..." When Lothar said so, Akali herself was not quite sure.

"Okay, whether it's wrong or not has nothing to do with us, and he didn't attack us." Lothar rubbed Akali's head, "It should be at the destination soon."

"Oh..." Akali still looked at the tree with concern.

Lothar continued to walk, and the mountains in front were gradually revealed in front of them.

A long, long staircase spreads along the mountain, leading directly to a monastery on the top of the mountain.

"Why do the Ionians like to build places like temples to the top of the mountain." Lothar shook Akali off his back, "Isn't it tiring to climb?"

"You don't understand that." Akali proudly akimbo said, "There are spirits on the mountain, and the higher the mountain, the stronger the spirit. Moreover, the way to climb the mountain can also test the determination of the seeker, which is also a part of cultivation. "

"So do you like it?"

"Of course I don't like it, my legs will break when I walk."

"Do you know why I put you down?"

"Ah!" Akali then reacted, but Lothar was already rushing forward with a big laugh.

"Hey! Wait!" Akali angrily ran after her, "Stingy!"

Two people, one big and one small, chased and ran up the mountain steps, leaving behind the sound of laughter echoing in the forest.

Lothar uses blood magic to control the blood flow rate and heart beat. Even if he runs at full speed for a long time, he will not feel chest pain and leg pain.

But Akali lost this ability. Gradually, her little arms and legs ran very hard, and she followed Lothar out of breath.

"No surrender?" Lothar turned around and asked, "I'll turn my back on you if you surrender."

"Ha...ha...ha..." Akali fell down on the stone steps, "surrender and surrender... hurry up and carry me..."

Lothar lifted Akali on her back and continued to climb.

This is a little game between him and Akali, and the one who surrenders first every day must meet the requirements of the other party. Lothar usually asks Akali to teach him more Ionian language, Akali has many tricks, and ask Lothar to accompany her to catch unicorns, **** monkey wine among the mountain monkeys and so on.

The steps of the mountain are very high, and Lothar ran for several hours in a row, until the scorching sun did not reach the top of the mountain.

Akali hugged Lothar tightly, the icy cold feeling on his body made Akali not feel hot even under the direct sunlight, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"Donor, please stay."

A child's voice suddenly sounded from above, and Lothar raised his head in surprise, because he didn't sense someone approaching in advance.

Standing above the steps was a boy in a monk's robe, who looked about the same size as Akali, holding a Zen staff. He looked extremely delicate, and his eyes were full of charm. For a while, he couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

"Why did the two donors come to Shuoji Temple?" the boy asked, his figure clear and pleasant.

Lothar patted Akali's butt, and the girl jumped off his back.

Lothar recalled what Swain wrote to him. He folded his hands and bowed slightly towards the boy: "This little master, dare to ask the law."

The boy blinked, and also saluted Losar: "I don't dare to take the name of the law, the little monk has the name Huining."

"Master Huining." Lothar bowed again, and Huining followed.

Akali rolled her eyes and said in her heart, "Monks are trouble. With so much etiquette, it's better to be a balanced sect..."

"Salute is to show respect, not to be redundant." Hui Ning suddenly said.

Akali was shocked: "He's talking to me"

Behind Hui Ning, a small green figure emerged and wrapped around his Zen staff.

"Ah ah ah!" Akali pointed at the Zen staff, "Falling down! That is the dragon I just told you to peek at us!"

It is indeed a very small dragon. If it weren't for the long horns on its head, the whiskers on the tip of its nose, and its entire body as green as jade, it really looks like a small snake.

When Lothar saw such a small dragon for the first time, he couldn't help staring curiously. The little dragon was not afraid, so he just stared at it.

"Why did the donor come?" Hui Ning asked again.

"Then why did Master Huining let this dragon peek at us from the bottom of the mountain?" Losar asked.

Hui Ning flicked the Zen stick lightly, and the little dragon got into his sleeve and disappeared: "The little monk has no intention of peeping at the donor, but the little monk's dragon felt that the donor was different from ordinary people, so he went alone with curiosity, not under the instructions of the little monk."

"Dragon..." Akali remembered what the elder sisters of Huajie had taught her, and also remembered that she had seen Luo Ji take a bath, with a strange smile on her face.

"Dragon is not what you think, the Liuxiang woman's lies." Hui Ning suddenly said again.

"Annoying." Akali turned her head, "This guy really can read my mind."

Losar looked at the top of the mountain, Shuoji Temple was in front of him, and his hope of healing was also in front of him.

"Master Huining can see that there is something wrong with me"

Hui Ning stared at Lothar for a moment: "The donor is very cold, and the little monk just stands in front of the donor, it feels like he has entered a cold winter."

"As Master Huining said." Losar said sincerely, "I heard that there is a master at Shuoji Temple who can solve my problem, so I came here."

Hui Ning looked at Lothar and nodded slightly: "Well, the donor is very sincere, dare to ask which master the donor wants to find"

Lothar said a name: "Master Li Qing."

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Shuoji Temple is the most famous martial arts temple in Ionia.

Most martial arts and magical inheritances in Ionia are quite closed and conservative. Some will only select a few disciples, some will only pass them on to blood relatives, and there are many hidden inheritances that are single-line. But Shuoji is a relatively open monastery, with many disciples, and as long as the people who seek the Tao are sincere, they will almost always refuse.

During the Noxian invasion, Shuoji Temple was also one of the few forces that actively responded to the resistance to the war. Many monks under its sect provided a very important force for Ionia to resist Noxus.

The monks of Shuoji are good at martial arts, and it is said that their bodies can be tempered to the point of invulnerability. But they are not only hand-to-hand combat, otherwise it will be difficult to get on the battlefield. The Spear of Shoji is their signature weapon, a long-handled blade that is required for all monks.

There is also a very interesting rumor in Shuoji. It is said that there is a unique inheritance in Shuoji Temple - Shenlong.

——Excerpt from Ezreal's "Ionia's Travels Chapter 6: The Village Documentary"

Chapter 210 Li Qing

Hui Ning led Lothar and Akali in the corridor of Shuoji Temple.

There are many monks practicing martial arts in the training ground in the courtyard, shirtless and dripping with sweat.

Lothar looked at these warriors thoughtfully. The natural environment of Ionia is very pleasant, so there are these monks who deliberately go to asceticism. And the Freljord has no such place to practice martial arts at all. The teenagers of various tribes have survived the confrontation with the cold wind and frozen soil, and they have done their best just to live.

Akali thought Hui Ning would bring them to the main hall. She had long heard that the temple of Shuoji Temple was very beautiful, but Hui Ning led them to the backyard and pushed open the Chai door at the back.

"Hey!" Akali grabbed Hui Ning's shoulder, "Didn't I ask you to take us to see that Master Li Qing? Where are you going now?"

"Little donor, you are too impetuous." Hui Ning said lightly, "I think you are holding Kuwu, you should be a balanced disciple, haven't you cultivated your heart yet?"

Akali was at a loss for words and folded her arms in dissatisfaction: "Even though I'm about the same age as me, she actually preached to me..."

Hui Ning looked at Lothar and explained, "Master Li Qing doesn't have his own school in the temple. He usually meditates alone in the back mountain. I'll take you to see him now."

"A master who doesn't have his own school." Akali hugged Lothar's arm and whispered, "Isn't she a liar? Are the rumors you heard reliable?"

Lothar patted Akali's head: "Don't worry, I know what."

There is a lush bamboo forest in the back mountain, but there is no paved road, and there is not even a footpath.

Hui Ning took the two to the mountainside and finally saw the building.

An old shrine.

It seemed that the ancestral hall had not been cleaned for a long time. It was full of ash and fallen leaves. The foot of the stone niche was covered with green bamboo shoots. A few squirrels who were digging the ground hurriedly dispersed when they saw Lothar and others coming.

The ancestral hall does not have a door, so you can clearly see the contents inside. There are many ancient scrolls and ritual utensils piled up. There seems to be a mural on the wall, but it is dusty and you can't see what it is painted.

There is also a stone statue in front of the ancestral hall. It is a sturdy warrior monk with qiujin and tiger bones. His upper body is naked, his long braids hang down on the ground, and he sits cross-legged, as if he is meditating.

"There's no one here?" Akali searched for a long time and didn't see anyone, "You won't play with us, will you?"

"Shh." Hui Ning motioned for the two to be quiet, walked to the ancestral hall, closed his eyes, folded his hands together, and seemed to be paying homage.

The emerald green dragon emerged from his sleeve, flew wingless, and swam in the ancestral hall.

"You pretending to be a ghost..." Akali also followed, jumped on the head of the stone statue and squatted down, holding her face and looking down at Hui Ning, "How long will it take? What about Master Li Qing?"

Hui Ning didn't look back, she just said softly, "At your feet."

"Ah?" Before Akali could react, the statue moved.

He stood up, shaking off the thick dust and mud on his body, exposing his strong muscles like a stone.

Akali didn't stand still and fell from his head, but was quickly embraced by him.

"Be careful, little girl." He said solemnly, sounding like a solid rock, "Don't step on anyone's head."

"Wow ah ah ah!" Akali jumped behind Lothar in a frightened three or two steps, "Scared to death! Aren't you a stone statue?"

The monk threw the long braid around his neck and wrapped it in circles. He moved his muscles and bones, and his body cracked: "You are mistaken, I have been meditating for too long, and a lot of mud has accumulated on my body."

Akali swallowed: "How long have you been sitting here?"

"A year," he said.

"It's three years." Hui Ning turned around and corrected, "It's been three years since you came back from the Xilana Monastery."

"That's it, time flies really fast." The monk didn't seem to care, and said calmly.

Lothar looked at the monk carefully. His stature was not burly, he was thinner than the big men Lothar knew, such as Olaf and Bron, but every muscle he showed was extremely shiny and full, even if it was dust. He couldn't stop the faint red light all over his body, just standing in front of him felt a constant heat wave coming towards him.

"I think... I've found the right person..." For the first time, Lothar had extremely high confidence in solving his own problems.

Akali, however, paid more attention to the tattoos on the monks, as if the tattoos were of a dragon, but the tattoos wrapped around the monks' body and could not be seen completely for a while.

She saw a piece of red cloth wrapped around the monk's face, the cloth was very thick and obviously opaque, but it was blocked by him, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking it off: "Why are you Master Li Qing? Don't take the cloth off so you can't see us?"

"There's no need for that, little girl." Li Qing smiled slightly, "I'm blind."

Akali was dumbfounded.

Lothar stepped forward and saluted Li Qing: "Master Li Qing, I'm down, I hope..."

"I can see your problem." Li Qing interrupted Lothar, "When you stepped into this bamboo forest, I thought it was General Dong running to drive Xia away, but I didn't expect you to be so half-hearted. Big boy."

"Since the master already knows my problem, I hope you can find a way to solve it for me." Lothar said earnestly, "I can do whatever you want."

Li Qing was facing Lothar. He was blind, but Lothar always felt that there was a hot gaze watching him under the red cloth.

After a while, Li Qing said, "I have never seen a situation like yours. How did you turn your body into this?"

Lothar tore the collar of his clothes, revealing the ice feather tattoo: "In my body, there lives a... very powerful spirit, but I can neither awaken this spirit nor move it out of my body."

Akali pricked up her ears the first time she heard Lothar mention about his body.

"So that's the case." Li Qing walked to Lothar and pressed his palm on Lothar's chest. The moment the two touched, Akali clearly heard the sound of "Zizi", and white steam floated along with it. out.

Li Qing let go and shook his head regretfully: "I can't solve your problem. This spirit is too deeply rooted in your body. If I force it out, it will probably hurt you."

"I'm not afraid of getting hurt!" Rosa hurriedly said.

"You will most likely die."

"I'm not afraid either!"

Li Qing was silent.

"Master." Hui Ning came up at this time, "How about trying to make him a dragon?"

"Dragon Into the Body" Akali didn't realize it, "It seems very cool."

Li Qing turned around and looked at his disciple: "Do you think he has this qualification?"

"It's fate that he can come here to see you." Hui Ning flicked his Zen stick lightly, and Xiao Long flew back to him: "I think I can try it."

Li Qing nodded: "Since it's what your eyes see."

He looked back at Lothar: "You're not Ionian, are you?"

"How did you know that?"

"Your accent, there is some deliberate imitation."

Lothar was speechless. He thought that his Ionia was very authentic, but he was still recognized: "Yes, I am not Ionian."

"Let me guess." Li Qing said, "You are from the Freljord."

Lothar was startled, but readily admitted: "Yes."