This was the second time that Lin Ye met the priest of Tianshuiya. This gray-haired old man had been in charge of Yunzhou City for twenty years.
Normally speaking, if you are appointed as the chief officer in one place, as long as everything is stable and nothing happens, it will not take twenty years. In ten years, you can be transferred back to Geling. If you are lucky, you can go to the capital to enjoy your leisure in five or six years.
After returning to Geling, he became a great priest of ethics and was highly respected.
Mr. Xin told Lin Ye that the priest was his senior brother in terms of seniority.
From this sentence, Lin Ye can analyze at least two things. The first thing is that this priest is not a direct disciple of the headmaster, otherwise Mr. Xin would not have to say that he is his senior brother.
The second thing is that Mr. Xin is a little disgusted with this person.
Lin Ye didn't know why Mr. Xin disliked the priest. Lin Ye couldn't feel his dislike for the old man, but he felt that he should be disgusted.
"What did you see when you went to Caotou Mountain?"
asked the priest.
Lin Ye replied: "A masked man."
The priest asked again: "Have you ever taken off his mask?"
Lin Ye replied: "I didn't."
It was Jin Sheng who took off the mask. Lin Ye's answer was certainly not a lie.
The priest nodded: "Then do you know that the abandoned Taoist temple in Caotou Mountain was once the incense hall of Chaoxin Sect?"
Lin Ye replied: "I know now."
The priest did not like Lin Ye's attitude. He could not see true awe on the young man's face.
He said: "I kind of hate you."
If these words were said in public, it would be equivalent to ending Lin Ye's future in Yunzhou.
The disgust of the Tianshuiya Priest is, of course, the disgust of all Yunzhou people, which is not correct. To be more precise, it should be the disgust of all Yunzhou dignitaries.
After he said I hate you, he watched Lin Ye's reaction.
Lin Ye asked: "Do I need to feel a little guilty about this?"
The priest hated him even more.
He asked with a slightly unkind tone: "Do you also talk to your elders in the same way? Regardless of their respective status, just based on age, you talk to me the way you talk to the elders in your family, and you shouldn't be talking like this."
Lin Ye replied: "Before I talk to the elders in my family, I kowtow first, burn paper, and then speak."
Lin Ye also wanted to say that the first thing he said should be to give you money, so don't be reluctant to spend it.
But he was still a polite child after all, and he endured what he said later, although of course he was a little worried about whether he would be beaten if he said it.
The priest felt that if he were twenty years younger, he would probably have taken action based on what this young man said to him.
"That's all."
The priest said: "Shangyang Palace takes care of everyone in the world, especially young people. Those who are responsible, ambitious and courageous deserve the support of Shangyang Palace."
He asked: "If I say that I want to take you into Shangyang Palace to practice, will you be willing?"
Lin Ye: "I don't want to."
The priest's hands were holding the armrests of the seat. If he were ten years younger, he would have stood up by holding the armrests and taught this young man a lesson.
He looked at Lin Ye: "Do you know the purpose of entering Shangyang Palace to practice?"
Lin Ye replied: "I will only wear one color of clothes all day long, which is very monotonous."
The hand of the priest holding the seat was already exerting some force.
He suppressed his anger and said: "If you enter Shangyang Palace to practice, even if you don't want to stay here forever, if you leave the mountain and become an official, the road will be much easier than others."
Lin Ye leaned over and said, "Thank you, Lord Priest."
Seeing that his attitude had improved, the priest took a breath and asked, "Then you agreed?"
Lin Ye: "No."
The priest was silent.
After a long time, the priest stood up and walked down the steps slowly: "You should know that this is great luck. You are not a stupid person, but I also know that young people can be angry. I have been here since I was a boy, so I still
I have one more piece of advice for you, and you should think about it carefully."
Lin Ye leaned over slightly again: "This junior really doesn't want to enter the shrine to practice."
The priest walked up to Lin Ye. Although he was old, his back was not bent yet. He was thin and about half a head taller than Lin Ye.
He lowered his head and looked into Lin Ye's eyes: "You have the right not to agree, but I want to ask you why?"
Lin Ye said: "This junior's Dantian has been destroyed and is not suitable for practice."
The priest smiled and said, "Do you think I won't know?"
He walked around and said: "Although your Dantian has been destroyed, judging from your physical condition, after ten years of practicing in the shrine, you will definitely achieve great success in martial arts. You will strengthen your body and become invulnerable. By then, you can lead the cavalry of the shrine."
, and also honor the ancestors.”
Lin Ye asked: "The palace cavalry are the cavalry outside in black robes?"
The priest nodded: "Exactly."
Lin Ye shook his head: "The clothes are even uglier."
The priest felt that he should not come down from the top. When he was sitting there, he could hold something in his hands. At this time, he could not grab Lin Ye's head and squeeze it hard.
The priest said: "You should understand that even if you are in excellent physical condition and can achieve great success, it is not worthy of me meeting you in person. If someone hadn't spoken for you, how could you have been so lucky?"
Lin Ye thought, maybe it was my aunt.
It can only be my aunt.
"Master Priest."
Lin Ye leaned over and became sincere: "I sincerely thank the priest for your love, but I really don't want to enter the shrine to practice."
He raised his head: "When the priest asked me the reason just now, I suddenly thought of my twenty-third senior brother."
He stretched out his hand to indicate the height: "He is so old, only eight years old, and his name is Ning Zhu. One day, the disciples of the martial arts school saw the carriages and horses of the shrine passing by on the street. Everyone was envious."
"A senior brother said, look, the disciples of the Shrine are so majestic. If anyone can enter the Shrine to practice, they will shine brightly. Who among the young people in the world would not be proud to be a disciple of the Shrine?"
Lin Ye calmed down and continued: "But Senior Brother Twenty-Third said that if one day in the future, with his efforts, he can make the martial arts school famous all over the world, even the disciples of the Shrine will feel that his status is not as good as the disciples of the martial arts school.
Identity, that’s bullshit.”
He looked at the priest and said, "I think what he said is very good, so I want to try it."
The priest looked at Lin Ye like that, as if the person standing in front of him was not a young man, but a... human-like joke.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Even with his restraint, he couldn't hold it back and finally laughed out loud.
The priest asked Lin Ye: "How possible do you think it is?"
Lin Ye said: "At present, there is not a single point."
The priest asked: "Then why do you persist?"
Lin Ye: "Because that is my sect."
The priest was slightly startled, straightened up, and no longer looked down at Lin Ye.
He said in a calm tone: "I can send someone now to ask your eight-year-old twenty-third senior brother if he is willing or unwilling if the shrine wants to recruit him to start practicing."
After saying this, he asked Lin Ye: "Do you think he is willing or unwilling?"
Lin Ye said: "He should be unwilling, but his father and mother should strongly agree with this matter. Regardless of whether he is willing or not, they will send him to the shrine to practice."
The priest nodded: "So? People who say these things to you can't stick to it. You just listened to an eight-year-old child and are going to ruin your future?"
Lin Ye said: "Master Priest, he is only eight years old. Of course, an eight-year-old child has the qualifications and rights, and the freedom to go back on, change, or even overturn what he has said. People can so freely change their intentions and wishes in this life.
The time is not long, probably only from birth to the age of fourteen."
The priest frowned slightly: "Why from birth to fourteen years old?"
Lin Ye: "Because I am fourteen years old."
He felt that he should smile at this time, but then he thought that his smile would look fake, so he gave up.
He said: "Actually, I will not change my ambition when I am eleven years old."
After saying this, Lin Ye leaned over and said, "Thank you, Lord Priest, for your respect. Even the juniors feel that they don't know how to commend themselves, but they will probably continue to do so in the future. I like the eight-year-old ambition of the twenty-third senior brother, because I like it."
, so I don’t think it’s funny, let alone ethereal.”
He straightened up: "If the priest has nothing else to do, I will leave first. My master is still waiting outside. He must be very uneasy."
The priest nodded: "Go."
Lin Ye turned around and left, and when he was about to reach the door of the main hall, he heard the priest asking him another question.
"Is that small martial arts school really worth your care? No matter how beautiful you say it, it's just a small martial arts school that can't teach anyone with great potential."
Lin Ye said: "But that is my disciple."
He said: "I saw that when the disciples of Shangyang Palace went out, everyone was really proud of themselves. Their demeanor, behavior, words and deeds all told the world that they were proud of their status as disciples of the Shrine Palace."
He also said: "And when I go out and walk on the street, I still look like this, swinging my waist, twisting my hips, waving my arms, holding my chin up and showing my nostrils, because I am no more proud of my master than the shrine."
The disciple’s pride is low.”
He said a lot today, but he felt there was one more thing he should say.
"The sect may have high and low levels, but the heart of a disciple should not have high or low levels."
After saying that, Lin Ye opened the door of the palace and went out, leaving behind the priest who was a little stunned.
Not long after, the blue-robed little priest Nie Wuzhi came in from outside and asked with a smile: "Master, is he an interesting person?"
The priest nodded: "Interesting and stupid."
He looked at Nie Wuzhi: "You seem to like this young man very much?"
Nie Wuzhi said: "Master knows that disciples prefer those who are not obedient."
The priest glared at him and said, "That's right, people are divided into groups."
Nie Wuzhi laughed again, and said after laughing enough: "Disciple can hear some truth from his words, and he has some insights."
The priest said: "I also have some insights from his words."
Nie Wuzhi leaned over and said, "Master, please enlighten me. What is your understanding?"
The priest said: "My feeling is that you should check it out right now. Are the disciples of the shrine all as virtuous as he said when they go out? They shake their hips, twist their waists, swing their arms, and turn their nostrils to the sky. If so,
Then I really should lose my temper!"
Nie Wuzhi said: "Master, it's okay."
The priest looked at him: "What can I do?"
Nie Wuzhi: "You can go and lose your temper, because as far as my disciples know, what Lin Ye said... is almost correct."
The priest's face changed: "Immortal Holy Lord, ring the bell and call everyone to gather in the front yard!"
Outside, Lin Ye pulled Yan Xiniu and strode away. Yan Xiniu was stunned: "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Lin Yexin said, "Can't you be in a hurry? I lied so much that the old priest was distracted and didn't check my body. If you don't run faster now, what are you waiting for?"
From the moment he entered Tianshui Cliff, he felt that something was wrong with him, that something was about to move.
So he has been trying hard to suppress it, lest any flaws should be revealed, because he knew that what was about to happen must be related to the Zhoutian magic.
Mr. Xin said that once exposed, it will be difficult for gods to save him.
He said to himself, how easy is it for me, a fourteen-year-old kid, to reason with an old priest who should be sixty-four years old?
So run, run as fast as possible.
Yan Xiniu: "You can't hold it in anymore, can you?"
Lin Ye: "Yes, yes, let's go quickly."
Yan Xiniu: "I'm going to help you ask. Can you use the toilet in the shrine to help you first?"
Lin Ye: "I accept the trap. It won't work in other places. Let's go quickly."
Yan Xiniu: "The meaning of admitting a trap is similar to admitting a bed, right?"
Lin Ye sighed inwardly, this sect is a good sect, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t want this master.
Then he quickened his pace and ran out, quickly disappearing.
Yan Xiniu caught up and took Lin Ye's arm: "Why are you running? Even if you are in a hurry and you are still on someone else's territory, you still have to follow etiquette. You shouldn't run so unruly."
Lin Ye lowered his voice and said, "Master, have you seen the white-robed disciples everywhere in the front yard?"
Yan Xiniu: "I saw it."
Lin Ye: "I just gave each of them a pair of small shoes."
Yan Xiniu pondered for a moment, then pulled up Lin Ye: "Run, run, run as hard as you can!"
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