Six hundred and seventieth chapters follow one's inclinations
Lin Ye followed the master master back from the heights, passing through the ruins of Tianshui Cliff along the way. Neither of them spoke anymore.
But at this time, Lin Ye knew very well that if there really was a god in this world, it could only be the old man in front of him.
Lin Ye knew better. In fact, the real person in charge could see through the secrets in his body without checking his pulse.
So now he was walking next to the master, feeling like he didn't even have any clothes on him.
The headmaster stopped talking, which actually took care of Lin Ye's mood at this time.
When walking out of the ruins of Tianshui Cliff, the headmaster stopped in his tracks.
"I still want to walk around Yunzhou City, so you don't have to follow me."
He looked at Lin Ye: "You don't have to pay too much attention to your friend Chen Weiwei's injury."
He just said this and walked away.
This sentence contains too much information.
Lin Ye guessed that the real master wanted to tell him that he already knew what was going on with Chen Weiwei's Immortal Demonic Skill.
Now that you know it, it means that the real person in charge has also practiced it.
Moreover, Lin Ye concluded that since the Master said that Lin did not need to worry too much, it meant that the Master had a way to solve it.
Before leaving Geling, the headmaster had also given Chen Weiwei a thorough treatment.
What Lin Ye didn't know was that the Master had told Chen Weiwei to give him two days after he had withdrawn part of his magic skills.
No more, no less, two days later, the headmaster went to see Chen Weiwei again.
He extracted all the triple cicada poison from Chen Weiwei's body into his own body.
In order for Chen Weiwei to be able to escape from the magic power and not die, the real master also injected part of the pure Yang inner energy into Chen Weiwei.
This is the purest internal power of cultivation in Shangyang Palace. The reason why Chen Weiwei is so favored may have nothing to do with Lin Ye, but with Mr. Xin.
The real person in charge would not waste his pure Yang inner energy to make Chen Weiwei recover just to curry favor with Lin Ye.
Probably, the master in charge also wants to train more helpers for Mr. Xin in the future.
But the leader has always acted naturally and freely. No one can figure out what he is thinking.
Sometimes, the emperor's thoughts can be guessed to some extent, because the emperor plays with power, and there are more or less traces of power and power.
The real person in charge is not playing with power, but playing with his heart.
The old man just does whatever he wants, and no one can guess what he will do next.
As for why he had to use his pure Yang inner energy to treat Chen Weiwei's injuries, even Chen Weiwei didn't know why.
To be honest, this was the first time Lin Ye had sweated on his back in front of a person since he left Wuwei County.
He had never been like this when he was around the Emperor. Even when he saw the Emperor for the first time, part of his fear and awe were pretended.
In front of the true headmaster, Lin Ye didn't dare to lie in the slightest.
Watching the master head walk away, Lin Ye felt a chill on his back.
He thought that the matter of the Great Zhou Celestial Magic seemed to be in the past.
The headmaster didn't intend to argue with him, and reminded him that it would be better to hide it better.
Don't care about it, and hide it better, these are two different things.
Fortunately...
Lin Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief because he felt that it was fortunate that he had let Zina leave Yunzhou City in advance.
If the real master was also aware of the Great Zhou Tian magic in Zinai's body, then Lin Ye was not sure whether the real master would remain calm.
That was an undisclosed secret of Shangyang Palace. Mr. Xin just gave it to Lin Ye. After all, it was Mr. Xin.
But Lin Ye gave it to Zinai again, which was the biggest offense to Shangyang Palace.
As he walked all the way to the Protectorate's Mansion, all he could think about were the words of the master in charge.
Especially that sentence...you'd better hide it.
At this moment, the Master seemed to be walking slowly down the mountain, but he had already reached the city within a few steps.
Yunzhou City is prosperous and prosperous, but these things are naturally difficult for the real master to see.
No matter how rich and prosperous Yunzhou is, can it still compare to Geling, the best place in the world?
The real headmaster was dressed simply. He was not wearing the red robe that symbolized the absolute status of the headmaster, but a long gown made of cotton. To an ordinary person, he would probably be a highly respected gentleman in a private school.
The headmaster walked all the way and finally stopped at the entrance of the Yan Family Martial Arts Hall.
He had never been here before, nor did he ask Lin Ye about this place.
He had not even asked where the Yan Family Martial Arts School was, but there was no doubt that the seemingly careless walk was actually the most direct route without any detours.
There is no one in the Yan family martial arts gym.
Lin Ye asked Zinai to leave Yunzhou for a while, so the master and his wife simply closed the door of the martial arts hall and accompanied Zinai to go sightseeing.
The headmaster walked to the door and thought for a moment, then walked forward slowly. He pushed on the door panel, and the door opened... The iron lock on the door seemed to be just a decoration.
The martial arts hall has been renovated and is much larger than the original one.
The real master, as if he had been here more than once, walked directly to the backyard of the martial arts hall.
He stopped in front of a stable, pondered for a moment and then stretched out his hand.
Then a pit was blown out of the ground by the wind. The wind continued to blow powerfully, and the pit became bigger and bigger.
It would be nothing if a big crater was created with one palm strike, but it would be much more difficult to create a crater caused by continuous strong wind.
The most incredible thing is that the blown earth, rocks and gravel did not fly away.
Being obedient is like boiling water. The pit is getting bigger and bigger, and the sand and gravel are rolling around.
It lasted for about half a moment, and then the master in charge stopped.
At this time, the pit in front of him was nearly one foot in size, and several bones appeared at the bottom of the pit.
As soon as the headmaster stretched out his hand, the bone flew up and landed in his palm.
He looked carefully and saw that the bones were already somewhat black.
"more than one."
The real head teacher muttered to himself.
He met Chen Weiwei before leaving Geling Fengyu Temple, so he would naturally ask about the origin of Chen Weiwei's immortality magic skill.
Chen Weiwei told the truth, so the real master wanted to come here to have a look.
As he walked all the way, the three-level cicada magic power in his body seemed to be sensing, allowing him to directly find the location of the martial arts gym.
Because all the magic power in Chen Weiwei's body, that is, all the triple cicada poison, was absorbed, the master's perception of this kind of thing at this time was so sharp that even ten hundred Chen Weiwei could not match it.
At this moment, the Master Master suddenly coughed a few times.
He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. There was some blood on the back of his hand, and the blood was no longer the normal bright red color.
"It's really domineering."
The headmaster absorbed the poison of the three-layer cicada, but for the sake of safety, he never practiced the three-layer cicada technique he learned from Chen Weiwei.
Now it seems that the technique is actually a way to circulate the poison of the three-layered cicada, and it is not a cultivation technique.
Relying on this technique, the poison of the triple cicada can be buried underground, and it will not come out to devour the body until it reaches a desperate situation.
The headmaster didn't want to, he didn't practice, so the triple cicada poison in his body began to corrode his body.
He didn't absorb much at first, but those triple cicada poisons immediately hid.
Now, it has been blatantly wreaking havoc in the body of the real person in charge.
After the Master was silent for a moment, a faint red light appeared in his palm.
Soon after, the somewhat blackened bone in his hand gradually turned black, as if it had been burnt.
In the next breath, Master Master threw away the bone and sucked up another one. After a while, this bone also turned into coke.
After sucking up all the bones in the pit, the headmaster's expression seemed to have improved a bit. After all this was done, the headmaster casually flicked his sleeves, and the pit rolled back on its own, and in a moment
It later returned to flat ground.
At this moment, the head master turned around and looked over, only to see a woman dressed in white standing in the distance.
The headmaster was not surprised, and even seemed to have expected it.
He nodded slightly, and the woman in white flew over and knelt down on the ground when she got close.
"Meet the true master."
"Get up and speak. You are a noble person and you shouldn't pay me such a courtesy."
But he didn't stop her because he knew that if he did, she would feel uncomfortable and alienated.
"The real person in charge."
The woman in white asked softly: "How...are you feeling well?"
The headmaster smiled and said: "In ancient times, there were saints who tasted all the herbs in the world to save the world, and eventually died of poison. How courageous they were."
The woman in white was startled when she heard these words, but before she could speak, the headmaster shook his head slightly to stop her.
The headmaster continued: "I am not a saint, and I am not trying to save people. I just want to try what this three-layered cicada is."
"You don't have to worry. Since I want to try, it means that I still have some confidence. If I don't have any points, I won't take my life as a trivial matter."
Before the woman in white could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw the faint black blood still remaining on the corner of the head master's mouth.
"Zhenmao, you..."
She pointed at the corner of the head master's mouth.
The headmaster said: "Three-layer cicada is not a skill but a poison. Since you have been poisoned, it is normal for your blood to be darker."
The woman in white immediately said: "My disciple is good at detoxification. Can I let my disciple try it?"
The headmaster shook his head: "No need, your Wanxiang Sect and all these things are very wonderful, but the things in Shangyang Palace are not all rubbish."
He stepped forward: "You detoxify me, and if the detoxification is successful, it will be a detoxification. I will detoxify myself. If the detoxification is successful, it will be a method."
He said: "Breaking the law will be useful in the future."
The woman in white looked a little pale, and it was clear that the worry in her eyes was definitely not fake.
"Disciple...scared."
"Not afraid."
The headmaster said: "How old was the little guy you were guarding when he was enlightened by Xin Yanque's evil-mindedness? He has such great courage and determination, can't I have it?"
The woman in white followed him and walked forward. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"Where is the girl named Zina?"
The headmaster suddenly asked.
The woman in white didn't dare to hide it, so she quickly told Zinai about leaving Yunzhou City.
Although she was not present when Lin Ye made arrangements, she watched everything Lin Ye arranged.
"Take me to see that little girl. Quexinyan said that she is the most talented child he has ever seen."
The woman in white leaned forward slightly: "Disciple will lead the way for the real person."
The real person in charge asked again: "Do you have any signs of breaking through?"
The woman in white shook her head: "No, I can't feel it. I haven't felt it all the time."
"You are extremely talented."
The real head master said as he walked: "If I hadn't been afraid of being seen by others, I really wanted to keep you in Fengyu Temple, and I had no choice but to let you go to Wanxiang Gate..."
He asked: "Do you need..."
Before the question was finished, the woman in white shook her head stubbornly: "Disciple, there is no need. If the disciple wants to break through the realm, he should rely on his own strength to break through. If he can't do it in this life, then the disciple's talent has stopped here. Don't force it."
"Okay, okay, very good."
The headmaster nodded happily.
"What you cultivated is the same as what I cultivated."
The headmaster smiled and said, "It's just... whatever you want."