As soon as he heard about the treasure, he felt a great sense of terror.
It seems that as long as she becomes a treasure, she will no longer be her.
"If you don't want to become a treasure, then die." Ning Caichen stood behind Lin Ke and said leisurely: "If you don't want to die, then become a treasure."
The female doll was stunned for a moment, tears immediately appeared in her eyes, and she took a few steps back.
"It's dead!"
Lin Ke pushed Ning Caichen away helplessly: "You talk like I'm a villain."
"Let's not talk about whether someone can become a tree of the holy way. Even if it does, isn't it good for us to support our family? Why does it have to be a treasure?"
Lin Ke looked at the girl doll: "What a cute girl doll, I can't bear to chop down the tree!"
The girl's eyes sparkled with inexplicable brilliance when she heard this, then she rushed over and hugged Lin Ke's calf: "I like you!"
"Be good." Lin Ke smiled and gently touched the girl's head.
His idea is simple.
Just like having pets in previous lives.
The purpose of keeping a pet is companionship and sustenance, not sustenance.
Although the tree of the holy way may become a supreme treasure, even a treasure of heaven and earth, a treasure of the holy way.
However, no matter how sharp the knife is, it also depends on who holds it.
The skill of a three-year-old child in dancing the sword is different from that of Guan Yu when he was still alive.
If he reaches the corresponding level, but still relies on the treasure to form combat power, that would be too inferior, wouldn't it?
"That's okay." Li Chungang said: "The tree of the holy way is quite miraculous when it grows, and its uses are endless."
As he said that, Li Chungang couldn't help but sigh: "You are only in one realm, but you already have so many trump cards, and you have great potential. It's really..."
Li Chungang couldn't find any adjectives, he just felt a little emotional.
Butcher Zhang next to him also laughed and said: "That's great! Brother Lin is our master, the more powerful the better! Haha!"
Speaking of master, Li Chungang couldn't help but glance at Butcher Zhang.
That day, Butcher Zhang usurped the position of Lin Ke's eldest disciple, which was really annoying.
"Okay, let's not talk any more. You can rest early."
Li Chungang waved his hand, and finally left with Butcher Zhang.
Lin Ke first asked about the girl's situation, got to know her better, and then continued to chop firewood and practice dancing.
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"Accept...accept master?"
Earlier that day, Qi Ye's slightly surprised voice came out from a certain courtyard.
Not far from him, there was Lin Xuanji, the Minister of Finance, who was playing chess with an old man.
When Lin Ke started to "recruit a master", Lin Xuanji's body couldn't help but stiffen.
The old man opposite him was quite disdainful: "This kid really insults the teacher!"
Qi Ye looked at the running boy: "What does this mean?"
The boy immediately explained in his ear.
"It's... what a street kid, without proper etiquette, and lawless." Qi Ye was also stunned by the news for a moment: "Such behavior..."
From ancient times to the present, only masters have accepted apprentices. How can apprentices accept masters?
There were two to three hundred of them collected at once, and each one was a being of at least five realms.
Of course, they also know the key information.
"Vision..." Lin Xuanji said these two words in silence, thought for a long time, then stopped talking and continued playing chess.
Vision!
They knew that Lin Ke was able to "accept" his master solely because of the temptation of leaving a name in history!
"Disciple, how are you preparing?" At this time, the old man who was playing chess with Lin Xuanji asked while playing chess.
Qi Ye dismissed the boy, then came over and bowed and saluted: "In terms of miscellaneous matters, my disciple has been studying music, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and he shouldn't lose to a lowly disciple. It's just that recently he is learning the art of comics."
"Yes." The old man nodded slightly: "Although Lin Ke is a descendant of Lin Shangshu, he grew up in a wooden fire house. He probably often used wooden sticks to graffiti on the sand, which is why he created such a painting."
"Although you are a Confucian scholar, you didn't look down on this humble kid. That's very good."
The old man smiled and looked at Qi Ye, his apprentice. The more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became.
Qi Ye nodded slightly: "In terms of martial arts, I am proficient in swords, guns, sticks, axes, axes, hooks and forks, and I am also proficient in archery."
When it comes to "martial arts", the old man is very relieved: "Although you are not talented in martial arts, it is not comparable to that kid."
Indeed, Qi Ye has been practicing martial arts under the guidance of Qi Tianxia Shangshu since he was a child, and has already reached the third level of martial arts.
From their point of view, a martial arts competition is probably just a matter of one punch.
Regarding the martial arts competition, Qi Ye didn't need to say anything more, so he continued: "Only in terms of literature, my disciple..."
His expression was rare and hesitant for a moment.
When it came to "wen", the old man couldn't help but frown.
Without him, Lin Ke would be too scary!
In their opinion, the previous two poems may have exhausted Lin Ke's talent.
The results of it?
As a result, I randomly sent someone from the Department of Education to test him, and he found out.
besides!
There are even visionary poems!
Even though it was just a thousand miles of chanting, it was nothing short of extraordinary.
Regardless of the level, vision poetry is vision poetry.
And because of this, Qi Ye, who had never looked down upon humble status, was a little hesitant at this time.
The title of the article is poetry.
Although he has a grasp of one or two visionary poems, does Lin Ke really not have one?
You can use visionary poetry to deal with some small people, but what about dealing with him?
He suspected that Lin Ke definitely had other poems in mind.
"It doesn't matter." However, at this time, Lin Xuanji said: "If Wen loses one game, he can also win two out of three games."
Best of three!
The old man nodded when he heard this, but looked at Qi Ye with some worry.
really!
At this time, Qi Ye frowned slightly: "I will not lose to Ji Ji."
Lin Xuanji and the old man stopped talking, and Qi Ye also turned around and left.
When Qi Ye came outside, several people wearing Confucian robes, Taoist robes, and Buddhist robes gathered around him.
"Brother Qi, how are you doing?"
"That kid is so arrogant, do you need me to teach him a lesson?"
"Amitabha, I, the Angry-Eye Vajra, can save that benefactor."
These people had different expressions, but they all expressed their disdain for everything Lin Ke had done, and they also felt indignant.
At this moment, a crisp voice also sounded.
"Brother Qi! Let me help you kill him!"
A skinny little girl spoke.
Then everyone looked at the girl-like person and spoke one after another:
"Li Feiyu, your grandfather is on the side of that bitch Lin Ke."
"That's right, Li Feiyu! Although you are an assassin and have the inheritance of ancient Jingke, you can't break through your grandfather, right?"
"Your grandfather can suppress you with just one word."
Confucianism and Taoism are strong, literary spirit protects the body, and martial arts can easily not break it.
If Li Feiyu wanted to kill Lin Ke, her old man would probably be able to suppress her with just one sentence, and he could also imprison her and put her in solitary confinement.
"Feiyu, there's no need to be like this." Qi Ye waved his hand after hearing this: "I will outright defeat him."