Half a month later.

It's the fifteenth day of the month.

Today is the day for the two elders who preach the power to preach and answer questions on a routine basis.

Many people ride cranes in the sky of the Fairy Mountain, and go to the main peak of the Fairy Island together as if they are going to the market.

On the way, many disciples from the sect gathered in groups and whispered.

"Have you heard that a weirdo has appeared among the registered disciples recently?"

"Weird, are you talking about... Lin Yi?"

"Which Lin Yi?"

"Tsk, who else is Lin Yi? There is only one Lin Yi!"

"I heard that Lin Yiben is a registered disciple recruited by the elders of Chuandaoyuan."

"No way? Didn't you say that the two elders of Chuandaoyuan have not accepted a disciple for fifty years?"

"So, that Lin Yi must have something special about him that will please the elder who teaches his skills."

"So what, Lin Yi didn't know what was wrong, so he turned around and ran to Fangyuan Mountain again."

When several people are discussing.

Another group of cranes carried three or five monks. It seemed that they heard a few people discussing and couldn't help but come over to participate in the discussion and gossip together.

Gossip is human nature and instinct.

"Hey, you guys are so ill-informed. According to legend, after Lin Yi obtained the qualification as a registered disciple of Fangyuan Mountain, he turned around and ran to Yanmo Mountain, where he shamelessly approached the elder."

"hiss--"

When everyone heard this, they took in a breath of cool air.

Someone counted them with their fingers: "I heard that not only Chuandaoyuan, Fangyuan Mountain, and Yanmo Mountain, but also Jielu Mountain, Baicao Mountain, and Wenjian Mountain have successively accepted Lin Yi as a registered disciple!"

"Ah, what? These elders don't have any respect for themselves? How can they tolerate Lin Yi being so inconsistent?"

"This is nothing. I heard that a registered disciple heard about Lin Yi's deeds and wanted to imitate Lin Yi's actions. He cast a wide net and fished diligently to see if he could win the favor of one of them, and then he could rise to the top with one step.

Qualifications for becoming an inner disciple. But guess what?"

"What's going on?" I never expected to hear such secrets on the road. A group of people gathered together, extremely curious.

"I heard that the registered disciple who imitated Lin Yi was trying to follow Lin Yi's rise and join him one by one. But as soon as he reached Yuanshan, he was slapped away by Ren Qingshan himself! In the end, he was hanging hundreds of miles away.

He was discovered by a disciple in the Purple Bamboo Forest. He had been in a coma for three days and three nights, and was seriously injured and would not recover!"

"Wow!"

"Outrageous!"

"awful!"

"sad!"

"A moment of silence!"

"I hope nothing happens!"

More than a dozen cranes moved forward together, and the disciples on the cranes exclaimed in unison.

They thought this was unscientific.

All the elders in the sect want to save face.

This is a well-known thing.

Once a disciple joins a certain lineage, any disciple who doesn't follow the rules and acts cautiously, for fear of offending the master, will be expelled from the master and sent back to the handyman class, even as a registered disciple.

But who is Lin Yi?

How can he commit crimes repeatedly and succeed again and again?

Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of an elder in the family?

Just when they were about to continue the discussion.

A green-fronted crane flies happily with a delicate pastry in its long and narrow beak.

On the green-foreheaded crane, there is a young man wearing a green shirt as a registered disciple, with a hurried expression on his face, as if he is on his way.

"Shh!"

"It's Na Lin Yi!"

When the blue-fronted crane passed by, a dozen cranes gathered together immediately separated and flew to their own places to avoid suspicion.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

As the crane's wings rose and fell, Lin Yi's waist made a series of crisp sounds.

That is a long list of waist badges of named disciples.

The clattering sound looked particularly dazzling in the morning light.

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Today is the preaching day for the elders, the black and white sheep.

Thousands of people took their seats in the square one after another.

They found an open space and sat down quietly, waiting for the elders who were teaching the exercises to arrive.

When Lin arrived, he attracted countless strange looks.

In the past month and a half, many people have heard that there is a strange person among the registered disciples.

However, this weirdo who was always at work and had everything he wanted was so weird that every elder looked at him differently.

Yi Lin felt that the belt was so heavy that it almost fell off.

There is no other way. There are so many badges as registered disciples that I can hardly keep them.

Yi Lin herself was helpless.

With the help of Chenbei's tiger skin, Yi Lin successively conquered Fangyuan Mountain, Yanmo Mountain, Baicao Mountain, Wenjian Mountain, Zhujian Mountain, Jielu Mountain, and Taiyi Mountain.

Each waist plate weighs half a kilogram, which is equivalent to four kilograms of weight hanging on the belt.

He can hold it up, but the belt can't.

"Today I listen to the teachings of Black and White Eryang. The day after tomorrow I will go to Baicao Mountain to learn alchemy. Four days later I will go to Zhujian Mountain to learn the method of opening a furnace. Six days later I will go to Taiyi Mountain to learn the hexagram deduction technique. Eight days later I will go to Wenjian Mountain to learn basic swordsmanship.

Jue... It seems that after thirteen days, the flower girl of Maruyama will explain the key points of the layout of multiple formations. The schedule is very tight!"

Yi Lin has a full schedule of classes.

Arranged properly.

If this continues, Yilin will be as busy as a top, with classes every month, almost non-stop.

So fulfilling.

It's still daytime.

In the evening, Yi Lin had other important matters.

Unknowingly, he became a celebrity.

Yi Lin was also helpless.

Yi Lin vaguely noticed it from the way other disciples looked at him.

There is no way, he is like a firefly in the dark night, dazzling and difficult to hide.

Yi Lin helplessly shook the heavy belt badges on her waist, chose a corner, and sat down quietly.

After arriving at the square, after waiting for a while, two sheep, black and white, came stepping on the auspicious clouds.

Long time no see, Eryang has snow-white hair on his temples and his style remains the same.

No nonsense, the two of them chose a classic book called "Xiu Ming Sword Book" and began to preach without emotion like chanting scriptures.

As soon as you hear the name of this classic, you can tell that it is a technique that is biased towards female disciples.

Many female disciples' eyes lit up, they listened carefully and closed their eyes to breathe.

Practicing within a sect does not mean that you only have to immerse yourself in one practice. Listening to other practices can also mutually corroborate the practices you practice, and check for gaps and fill in the gaps.

This monthly sermon also has an important significance. When thousands of disciples are breathing out their blessings, the elders who preach the gong will be standing by to point out the disciples' shortcomings.

This strong learning atmosphere moved Yi Lin deeply.

But after listening for a while, Yi Lin lost interest and sneaked away.

While Black and White Eryang was not at home, Yi Lin thought about it and decided to steal the house.

The purple bamboo wine promised to Chen Bei last time has been delayed for almost a month. I have received a lot of favors from Chen Bei recently, and I should pay them back.
To be continued...