14. Generally speaking, the remnant exercises are not good.
"...But as you know, this kind of speed is nothing compared to Immortal Taizong!"
"Daddy!" Lin Qing'er pursed her lips in frustration and shook Lin Tian's arm.
"Hahaha, they say girls are outward-looking." Lin Tian's face melted silently: "I prevented you two from contacting me in the first place because of your cultivation and status. There is a huge difference between you and Qing'er.
Fei is good at it. It’s different now. You are now a disciple of Taizong of the Immortal Spirit, with a transcendent status. Our Lin family will help you with all our resources from now on, and naturally we will not stop you. But... I also hope that you will not be obsessed with status... let alone let Qing'er down.
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"Dad...what are you talking about!" Lin Qing'er was coquettish, her bright eyes dodge, and her face was flushed, not daring to look at Mu Su.
This cleared things up. Mu Su blinked twice.
Is it a little too fast?
Lin Tian said kindly: "The two envoys of Xianling Taizong will stay at the Lin family for a few days. Tomorrow, Qing'er, you will go to the Martial Arts Pavilion with Lin Zhan to choose a suitable technique."
"It's daddy." Lin Qing'er couldn't help but agreed, looking at Lai Musu from a distance and wrinkled her nose cutely.
at the same time.
On the lonely cliff of Lin's house, the sun sets low and the mountains rise high. The east wind is calm and the grass is green.
The two of them stood on the top of the cliff, looking out at the seven or eight stars in the sky.
"The cultivation level is no more than physical training, but there is something wrong with it." The rugged man said.
There are only a few people who are affectionate and interested. On the contrary, there are so many people in the world who have extraordinary qualifications and are heartless and cold-blooded.
Neither a man nor a woman, he looks like a banished immortal sitting cross-legged on top of a flying sword, three feet above the ground. The ink words are like flying catkins surrounding him: "Low strength, low-grade qualifications. When I get the panacea and the medicine, I give it to the accompanying maid. This is
Waiting is what our sect lacks."
"That's not it." With no outsiders present, the rugged man shed his outer appearance and showed his delicate heart: "You and I were both registered disciples at the beginning. We don't know that the sect's registered disciples are the strongest among the outer disciples.
Even if the sect is a registered disciple, the one with the lowest cultivation level is at the eighth or ninth level of body refining. Lin Zhan and he are only at the fourth level of body refining. There is a huge difference. I am worried..."
"Although my Immortal Spirit Taizong is not a well-known and upright sect, he is different from the evil demons. Although the sect believes that the strong are superior, most of them are not bad in nature, and they have their own sense of proportion. If you are worried, please give an excuse to the outer sect deacon and let him
How much attention should they pay? What's more, Lin Zhan is entrusted by Uncle Lin, and he needs to hone his character. If he doesn't pass this test, it will be difficult for him to become a great weapon."
The rugged man sighed softly and stopped talking. When he was a registered disciple, he received a lot of favors from Old Man Lin. Therefore, he placed his favor on Lin Zhan.
"If you like him, you might as well accept him as your disciple."
The rugged man smiled bitterly: "If I accept him as my disciple, I will harm him. That's all, I have already planned this matter."
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Early the next morning, Wuji Pavilion welcomed two tribesmen.
Martial arts are divided into heaven and earth, black and yellow levels. They are further divided into upper, middle and lower levels. Yellow level and lower level are the worst skills. But even low-level yellow level skills are rare. Countless warriors fight for them. Even Great Yan
The Lin family, which ranks among the top five in the city's power, only has two hands of yellow-level skills. The highest level is only the middle-level yellow level.
Wuji Pavilion is divided into three floors. The first floor contains mostly low-grade martial arts, while the second floor contains low-grade yellow-grade martial arts. As for the third floor, the most precious and rare yellow-grade mid-grade martial arts are stored in the Lin family. This is the lifeblood of the Lin family, and it is strictly enforced on weekdays.
guard.
When Mu Su and Lin Qing'er arrived, they saw an old man sitting in front of the door.
"Second Elder." Lin Qing'er pulled Mu Su and saluted crisply.
The old man raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them. His cloudy eyes paused for a moment on Mu Su: "Given such an opportunity, I hope you can practice well."
Lin Qing'er saw Lin Zhan staring with dead eyes as if he didn't want to open his mouth. The second elder quickly agreed for him out of fear that he would offend him.
The old man waved his sleeves, and a ray of yellow light shot toward Mu Su. Mu Su subconsciously reached out to grab it.
"With this object, you can pass through three layers of formations, and you can only choose one martial skill..."
Boom——
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound. The yellow light passed through the slow-moving palm and hit Mu Su's forehead. It clattered to the ground, and it was a token.
"..."
"..."
"..."
The three of them looked at each other, and there was silence in front of the door for a few breaths.
"Ahem... just go in." As if feeling embarrassed, the second elder waved his sleeves and turned away from looking at the two of them.
Lin Qing'er looked like she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. She stood on tiptoes and touched Mu Su's little head comfortingly. She picked up the token and blew it away to get rid of the dirt. She took Mu Su's hand and walked straight past the first and second floors and passed through the third floor.
Array film on the stairs.
In a small quiet room, several books of exercises were laid flat on the table. If any of them were placed outside, their heads would be robbed.
Mu Su casually grabbed one and wanted to deal with it, but Lin Qing'er said softly: "This is the ninth rotation of Qingming. According to legend, it is a low-level Xuan-level martial skill. However, six of the rotations are lost, and now only the first three are left."
She is the daughter of the clan leader and is extremely talented. The third floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, which is regarded as a forbidden area by the rest of the clan, is like walking on plain ground to her. Therefore, she knows all the techniques on the third floor.
Mu Su threw it away like a hot potato and asked Lin Qing'er to pick out a book of exercises for him. He didn't intend to practice it anyway.
[Lin Zhan, who carried the mysterious ancient ring, shouldered a heavy burden. With the hatred of his branch being destroyed, he left the Lin family and embarked on the journey to practice in Taizong, the Immortal Spirit. 】
When Mu Su and Lin Qing'er went downstairs together and Fang stepped out of the martial arts pavilion——
Musu lost control of his body and a cutscene ushered in.
[Let’s see how he overcomes many hardships and obtains a shocking inheritance! Looking down at the world, he is surrounded by beauties! 】
The brief narration disappeared, and Mu Su regained control. At the same time, the plot finally developed into the second act.
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The two elders of Xianling Taizong led Mu Su and others to leave the next day. On the way to Xianling Taizong, Mu Su attempted to commit suicide in every possible way, personally verifying the law of immortality for the protagonist, and pinched the banished immortal's chest.
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Two days later, everyone arrived at the Immortal Taizong Mountain Gate. Lin Qing'er and Lin Ao were led to the outer sect by the rugged man. Both of them were capable of becoming outer sect disciples. Wan'er had special qualifications and was taken away by the Immortal to be arranged by the headmaster.
As for Lin Zhan, he had no qualifications and no cultivation. He was reluctantly selected as a registered disciple and lived on the edge of Xianling Taizong on Qiuxian Mountain.
Among the registered disciples, there is far less harmony than in the outer sect or even the inner sect. Among the registered disciples, the capable are promoted, the weak are eliminated, and the law of the jungle is vividly demonstrated.
Fortunately, among the registered disciples, although the fights were cruel, they were strictly prohibited from killing each other. Once discovered, the less serious disciples would disperse and cultivate and be expelled from the Fairy Mountain.
Strictly speaking, registered disciples are not actually disciples of Xianling Taizong. There are two types of disciples accepted by Xianling Taizong. One is to open a mountain every year to recruit disciples, and the other is to travel and serve as a deacon. When the elders find good seedlings, they will bring them back.
Most of the registered disciples were those who failed to recruit disciples. Most of them have low qualifications and low cultivation. But they are still rare talents for other sects in the outside world.
Hence the appearance of the named disciple, with the intention of arranging for these unselected people who are tasteless and it is a pity to abandon them.
