Lin Shu nonchalantly told them that she had learned a cultivation method and that she would grow delicious fruits and give them to them.
Jin Xin was stunned: "I also have Mu Linggen, why didn't I think about this?"
Lin Shu: "Peach Fairy helped me choose it."
Jin Xin: "If I had known, I would have asked Immortal Tao to help me choose. But I have taken the alchemy skill, which is also very good. Oh, Lin Shu, you have to keep it a secret for us. Don't tell others."
After hearing Lin Shu’s secret, of course she had to tell Lin Shu what she had gained.
After Lin Shu finished listening, she responded: "Should I not ask?"
Leng Ruo sighed, and as expected, his brain was poisoned, and said: "It's nothing. We just got some small things. Others can only talk about it for a while. They are all disciples of the big sect. No one is short of these things. If anyone has
With the complete inheritance of Tao Xianren, I am afraid that I will be hunted down by monks all over the world."
Peach Immortal was very wealthy according to historical records.
However, in my previous life, until my death, I had never heard of anyone receiving the Peach Immortal's inheritance, nor did I know what the Peach Immortal's criteria were for selecting heirs.
Jin Xin: "Let's go and ask Jiang Huaiqing what he got. By the way, didn't Zhou Lianqiao of yours also get it? What did she get?"
Lin Shu said honestly: "A set of sword techniques."
Sword mastery is normal and nothing new.
Jin Xin said: "I'm not as good as you. You are good at swordsmanship and don't lack it."
Lin Shu smiled and rolled her eyes: "I also think I am doing well."
Jin Xin: "I wonder what Chu Yinfeng of Xianyin Pavilion got."
Xiao Yu knew this: "What he got was a set of music scores."
Everyone is looking at him, how do you know?
Xiao Yu: "All the disciples of Xianyin Pavilion know it. I happened to hear their discussion. It seems that many people are jealous and want Chu Yinfeng to share it."
Everyone frowned, is Xianyin Pavilion so unruly? Even second-rate sects would not bother to force their disciples to sacrifice their own opportunities.
Leng Ruo knew that there was some chaos inside Xianyin Pavilion. The people at the top were selfish and the disciples at the bottom were scheming. In his previous life, Chu Yinfeng envied the Chaohua Sect more than once. The elders cared more about the younger ones and the younger ones truly respected their elders.
In this life, huh, I will rot in your broken pot.
The group of people went to the soul boat of Tangli Library to look for Jiang Huaiqing. The soul boat of Tangli Library was elegant in every way. Couplets were engraved on every door along the way, and there were poems and poems everywhere. Even the decorations on the soul boat were their own.
Paintings and sculptures.
In short, stepping on the floor of various cultural and sports genres, they felt extremely panicked and felt like they were old and illiterate.
This damn deep sense of oppression comes from culture. You shouldn’t be here!
Jiang Huaiqing was very excited to see them and couldn't wait to share what he had learned: "Isn't it great? Isn't it very beneficial?"
Everyone watched with blank expressions as he took a pen and wiped it in the empty inkstone, and the tip of the pen was filled with ink in one go.
This is it? An inkstone that automatically refills with ink? I won’t keep you company.
"No more." Jiang Huaiqing waved his pen and began to dance, swiss, swish, swish, the ink splashed in the air, taking shape and slowly becoming dense, as if it were painted on paper. Red, green, and yellow appeared in the black, and in a while, a picture of autumn mountains bloomed in the air.
"Does it look good?" Jiang Huaiqing stood proudly, looking down at the students.
The poor students clapped their hands with no expression on their faces. So, Jiang Huaiqing was rewarded with a set of school supplies?
What's the use?!
Only Hu Nuan thought it was good: "This pen is so magical, it can change color on its own."
There is no need to buy a set of colored pens. One pen holds thirty-six pens.
"Can it change into any color?"
Jiang Huaiqing nodded proudly: "There are twelve colors now. When my cultivation level is high, I can adjust more."
Hu Nuan applauded: "Awesome."
Jin Xin and others blinked slowly: So - it’s useless!
I'd better avoid dealing with Tangli Library in the future, I always feel inferior.
Jiang Huaiqing was very interested: "Let me teach you how to draw."
Uh, no need to.
Hu Nuan became excited and said, "Okay, I haven't painted for a long time. How many paints do you have?"
Jiang Huaiqing: "I can mix more than fifty kinds."
"Ah, you are so awesome. Please teach me how to adjust colors."
Others looked out the window at the same time, what a free sky.
Today is a sunny day, and it is also a day for painting.
They thought it would be painful, but apparently they underestimated the appeal of graffiti to them. When they discovered that Jiang Huaiqing's so-called teaching of painting was just to mix up the paint and let them scribble on it, they were naturally attracted to this kind of activity that combines creation and destruction.
Love is released.
I don’t know who started it first. They were obviously playing with it on the large white paper given by Jiang Huaiqing. Suddenly, a ball of paint was wrapped in spiritual power and hit someone, exploding into a beautiful flower.
It's out of control.
Giggle-aaaa-hahaha-waaaaaa-
Those who didn't know outside thought something was going on inside. Pengshan heard the commotion and came over to take a look. After just one glance, he was so distressed that he didn't want to look any further.
After thinking about it, I set up a small table outside and drank wine alone.
When the masters from each family who could not wait for their apprentices to come back came over, three empty wine bottles were already placed on Pengshan's small table.
These kids are so noisy and have endless energy. It's good to be young.
The masters all felt bad when they looked in the windows, so they decided to stop drinking wine with Pengshan, drink tea, and discuss Taoism, and they also gained something.
There is a clear breeze and bright moon outside, but it is noisy and noisy inside.
The patriarch of Tangli Library walked over with his hands behind his back. Everyone greeted each other and he smiled in his eyes: "The little guys are very creative. If you don't mind, you are welcome to bring them to our Tangli Library for study tours."
There are frequent exchanges among the ten major sects, but when it comes to Tangli Library - you really have to learn how to write something when you go there!
Not a popular choice.
Lin Yin smiled and said: "I will definitely go."
Aren’t you sorry that you failed to accept someone else as your master? Master, I will give you a chance to climb the wall!
Others are also moved. Learning is painful, but it is not their pain. Young people should just endure more hardships.
The master Qiao Yu, who was a scumbag, signed up in order not to lose face and felt sorry for his apprentice.
When the people inside finally had enough fun, all of them were so confused that their bodies, faces, and heads, except for a pair of eyeballs, were no longer the original color. They laughed at each other for a while, and then used the Cleansing Technique to fight for a while.
It's finally out.
They all looked clean and tidy, their faces were as red as alchemy furnaces, and their eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky. The vigorous, invisible and colorless fire that belongs to young people burned like a roaring infection.
People around them, even the air jumped for them.
People passing by couldn't help but smile knowingly when they saw them. Looking at the young man's vigorous and upright figure, even the night sky was baked by them incomparably, and the blood in his body also flowed happily.
Feeling the impact of this youth at close range, a group of masters could not resist it.
