It goes without saying that Zhong Lin, who was able to survive ten years in the handyman class and finally stand out, has a tough mind.
He comes from a poor family in the secular world.
It's different from the eldest princess.
Ten years ago, when Zhong Lin was seven years old, a bloodthirsty monster slaughtered his village, and his parents died.
A monk from the Heavenly Sword Sect passed by, cut off the demon with his sword, and took him back to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
He felt that his life would change as a result.
The elder in charge of the formation made an exception and recruited ten inner disciples, one carrot for each hole, and each one was missing.
The hundreds of outer disciples who came here were all here for this trap.
Even among them, many people initially hoped to join the disciples of the Discipline Elders or the Sword-bearing Elders.
Within the Tianjian Sect, the Discipline Elder and the Sword-holding Elder are the most popular candidates for masters within the sect.
But there was no way. The court of the Discipline Elder and the Sword-bearing Elder was crowded and already full. The other outer disciples looked at it eagerly, wanting to lick it but couldn't wait for the opportunity.
Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to stand up.
Although he had put a lot of effort into formation skills in order to join Ren Qingshan's sect, his attainments were shallow and he was unable to see through the flower boy's methods.
But now, the three sticks of incense are about to burn out, so I have to go up.
Just when Zhong Lin was about to try to break into the formation, Yi Lin's reminder came to his ears.
Zhong Lin's first reaction was that Yi Lin was kidding.
Don't move, don't move and wait for elimination?
Do you know how many years I, Zhong Lin, have been waiting for this opportunity?
After Yi Lin said that, he lowered his head again, whittled the wood, and said no more.
Zhong Lin looked back at Yi Lin.
The high-spirited young man is smiling and calm.
Somehow, he didn't believe it originally, but Zhong Lin believed it inexplicably.
Zhong Lin had a ridiculous idea deep in his heart. If he didn't believe it, the other party might stand up and beat him.
As a result, Zhong Lin's buttocks sitting on the ground just lifted up for a moment, and then he suddenly pressed them back down.
He took a deep breath and his limbs trembled slightly.
One by one, young boys and girls raised their buttocks high and entered the formation.
One by one, they were confused in the formation and fell into a puzzle.
Zhong Lin had no time to pay attention to the others. Instead, he stared at the last incense that was about to burn out, struggling more than anyone else in his heart.
He was still thinking about Yi Lin's words over and over in his mind.
Why doesn't it move?
Why can’t I move if I want to pass the exam?
Why?
Is it fun?
This isn't fun.
…
"time up."
The flower girl's voice interrupted Zhong Lin's thoughts and brought him back to reality.
As the last incense ashes fell into the incense burner and the sandalwood was extinguished, the scenery before Zhong Lin and Yi Lin was blurry. After a while, they suddenly found that they had moved their positions and were sitting by the courtyard wall.
In front of the two of them is that line.
...they are outside the bounds!
Zhong Lin was shocked.
When did it come out!?
Zhong Lin looked up in surprise at the unexpected result and found that after the end, there were five other people outside the circle like them.
Including Yi Lin and Zhong Lin, there are seven people in total.
Three women and four men.
The oldest one is a tall young man with a short beard. He seems to be in his mid-twenties. He must have suffered a lot in the handyman class.
The youngest is a little girl with braids, who looks to be about eleven or twelve years old. With her flawless eyes wide open, she looks curiously at the other "fellow disciples" who have passed the flower girl examination.
"Time is up."
Yi Lin said softly, with a bit of regret in his tone, but when he stopped the carving movement, he seemed to regret that there was not enough time to complete the work at hand.
The flower girl's long sleeves were swept away, and the hundreds of people in the circle woke up in confusion. When they found themselves in the circle, some felt sad and lost, some hugged each other and cried, and some hugged the neighbor and cried bitterly.
But no one dared to act recklessly here. It was normal for their skills to be inferior to others. Under the guidance of the flower girl, the disqualified ones went down the mountain in disgrace.
"From today onwards, the flower girl is very happy to meet all of you junior brothers and sisters." The flower girl landed next to everyone, winked and said with a smile: "Welcome to join the Fangyuan Mountain lineage."
This kind of opportunity to skip the outer door and go straight to the inner door is very rare. This opportunity may not come once in ten years.
In other words, this is a great opportunity!
Except for Yi Lin, the other disciples were all excited and could not restrain themselves.
With that said, the flower girl distributed the exclusive waist badges for the inner disciples to seven of them respectively.
The number of the waistband is of course also random, but the number is smaller, two digits.
The number Yi Lin got was twenty-three.
The seven people introduced each other.
Except Zhong Lin and Yi Lin, the other three women and two men are: Ding Rou, Yi Qiu, Gongsun Yan'er, Chai Kang, and Ge Zhuang.
Yi Lin simply wrote down the name and did not talk to him because he felt that he would not have many close friendships in the future.
But what makes Yi Lin feel strange is that maybe because the customs of each lineage are different or something else, Jian Nanchun had introduced himself before... A disciple of Tianjianmen's sword generation, it seems that his name contains seniority, but now the flower girl seems to
There are no plans to change their names.
But that's okay, Yi Lin has been used to people calling him Lin Yi in this life, and he is still not used to it suddenly becoming "Jian Yi", "Jian Twenty Three" or something like that.
It sounds like a good sword...a sword.
Thinking of the scene when he and Jian Nanchun met in the future, he called "Jian Nanchun" and said "Senior Brother Jian" in return, Yi Lin couldn't help but feel chills all over her body and shook her head repeatedly.
If this is the case, it would be fine if the inner disciples did not join.
Ren Qingshan did not show up during the whole process, and the flower girl explained the rules of Fangyuanshan to the newcomers.
"Every morning, I will teach you on behalf of the master."
"On the fifteenth day of every month, Master will preach in person. Please remember to cherish the opportunity and don't delay."
"After three months, Master will take you to Wenjian Mountain to find your natal flying swords."
"If you behave well, you may even have a chance to receive the Sumeru Precepts."
"..."
The flower girl mentioned the precautions in Fangyuan Mountain by the way.
For example, where can I go and where can I not go?
Where you can go during the day but not at night, where you can go at night but not during the day, etc.
Yi Lin Ji memorized the complicated rules like this, but he felt dizzy after being told them. He secretly thought that there were many more rules than Chuandao Garden, and wondered if he had found the wrong place.
But when Yilin remembered her purpose of coming to Fangyuan Mountain, she strengthened her thoughts... never forgetting her original intention.
After the flower girl finished speaking, she asked Yi Lin and others to find an unowned wooden hut in Fangyuan Mountain as a residence.
From the beginning to the end, the flower girls never mentioned the details of the assessment, let alone how they saw through the mystery of the formation. Zhong Lin looked confused and thought that he could pass the assessment. He was obviously opportunistic and uneasy.
When the others followed the instructions and left the yard and found a wooden hut in the Fangyuan Mountain to settle down, Yi Lin hesitated for a moment and said to the flower girl's delicate back:
"This... senior brother, please stay."
Yi Lin was hesitant whether to call the other party senior sister or senior brother, but after careful observation, Yi Lin felt that it was more appropriate to call him senior brother.
Sure enough, there was no displeasure on the flower girl's face, with a sweet smile on her face. This smile looked very comfortable in the eyes of others, but Yi Lin always felt that there was something hidden behind this smile.
"Junior Brother Lin, I don't know anything, but it doesn't matter."
Yi Lin held the "Fangyuanshan No. 23 Inner Gate" badge that she just got in her hand and asked:
"Excuse me, does taking this inner sect badge mean that I can no longer join other elders' sects?"
When the flower girl heard this, she seemed to have heard a ridiculous joke, covering her mouth and giggling: "Junior brother is outspoken, just say this in front of me, don't say it in front of the master. You are qualified to be an inner sect of Fangyuan Mountain, but
How can you have such a ridiculous idea when you ask for blessings that no one can ask for?"
"But in addition to formation skills, I also want to learn other things, such as elixirs, swordsmanship, weapon refining, Qimen and so on."
"Junior brother, it is useless to be greedy."
"I'm just eager to learn."
"Don't be ignorant."
The flower girl smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in her clear eyes that was difficult for others to detect.
Yi Lin touched in his arms, took out the wordless waistband that Chen Bei had given him when he was drunk, and waved it in front of the flower girl: "Can I just be a registered disciple? The kind where I just learn and don't have to take responsibility.
"
Yi Lin personally believes that there are many benefits to being a registered disciple.
You can walk among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching you.
"This is……"
The flower boy's pupils shrank slightly, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared. What surprised him was not the wordless waist badge in Yi Lin's hand... What surprised him was that, with his seniority in Tianjian Sect, he didn't recognize the waist badge.
What is this? Could it be that Lin Yi carved his own badge to confuse the public?
Wow——
suddenly.
Behind the flower girl, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere.
Ren Qingshan, with a slightly fat belly, appeared out of thin air behind the flower girl.
Yi Lin frowned. Although he pretended to be like a little white sheep, his background was there. But when Ren Qingshan appeared, he couldn't react and didn't notice how Ren Qingshan "teleported" to Hua Hua.
After childhood.
"Who gave you this?"
There was no emotion visible on Ren Qingshan's face, neither salty nor light.
"...Chen Bei."
Yi Lin didn't hide anything.
"Which Chenbei?"
"That Chen Bei from the handyman class."
When answering, Yi Lin secretly wondered if Ren Qingshan meant that there were many Chenbei?
"..."
After Ren Qingshan confirmed "which" Chen Bei it was, he was silent for a moment. After being silent, Ren Qingshan waved his hand, and in the surprised eyes of the flower girl, he took back the waist badge that represented the identity of the inner disciple, turned around and left.
Go and walk back to the house step by step.
"Lin Yi, a registered disciple of Fangyuan Mountain, from today onwards, you can listen, but you are not allowed to ask questions."
"good."
Yi Lin immediately agreed, took back the wordless token, and smiled happily.