Half a month later.
It was the fifteenth day of the month.
Today was the day where the two Technique Imparting Elders would impart their Dao and clear their doubts.
Many people rode on immortal cranes in the sky above the immortal mountain, heading towards the main peak of the immortal island as though they were rushing to the market.
Along the way, many inner sect disciples gathered in groups of two or three and whispered to each other.
"Have you guys heard? There's a strange person among the in-name disciples recently."
"Strange person? Are you talking about … Lin Yi?"
"Which Lin Yi?"
"Pfft, who else is there? There's only one Lin Yi! "
"I heard that Lin Yi was originally an in-name disciple of the Dao Imparting Elders."
"That can't be, right? Didn't they say that the two Dao Imparting Elders haven't taken in any disciples for 50 years? "
"That's why I said that Lin Yi must be extraordinary to be able to gain the favor of the Technique Imparting Elders."
"So what? Lin Yi doesn't know what's good for him and turned back to Circumference Mountain."
As the few of them discussed.
Another group of immortal cranes carried a few cultivators. As though they heard the discussion, they could not help but join in the discussion and gossip.
Gossiping was the nature and instinct of humans.
"Heh, you guys are way too uninformed. Rumor has it that after Lin Yi obtained the status of an in-name disciple of Circumference Mountain, he turned back to Smoke Ink Mountain and shamelessly sought out the elders."
"Psst …"
When everyone heard this, they sucked in a breath of cold air.
Someone counted with his fingers. "I heard that not only Dao Preaching Garden, Circumference Mountain, and Smoke Ink Mountain, but even Commandment Mountain, Hundred Herb Mountain, and Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain have accepted Lin Yi as their in-name disciple!"
"Ah? Did these elders not care about their faces anymore? How can they tolerate Lin Yi's fickleness? "
"That's nothing. I heard that an in-name disciple heard about Lin Yi's deeds and wanted to imitate him by casting a wide net and fishing diligently. He wanted to see if he could gain the favor of Lin Yi so that he could ascend the ranks and become an inner sect disciple. But guess what? "
"What's going on? What's going on?" Never in their wildest dreams would they have thought that they would be able to hear such secrets on the road. The group of people gathered together, extremely curious.
"I heard that the in-name disciple who imitated Lin Yi wanted to follow Lin Yi's path of rise and join them one by one. However, as soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he was sent flying by Ren Qingshan! In the end, he was found hanging in the Purple Bamboo Forest a hundred li away by the inner disciples. He had been unconscious for three days and three nights, and was seriously injured! "
"Wow!"
"Ridiculous!"
"Oh no!"
"Sorrow!"
"A moment of silence!"
"I hope he's fine!"
More than a dozen Immortal Cranes advanced together. The disciples on the Immortal Cranes all exclaimed in unison.
They thought to themselves, this doesn't make sense.
All the elders in the sect wanted to save face.
This was something that everyone knew.
Once they joined a certain sect, which disciple didn't follow the rules and tremble with fear? They were afraid of offending their master, and they would be expelled from the sect with a turn of the hand and beaten back to the odd jobs class. They couldn't even keep their status as a registered disciple.
But who was this Lin Yi?
To be able to repeatedly commit crimes and succeed over and over again?
Could it be that he was the illegitimate son of one of the elders in the sect?
Just as they were about to continue their discussion.
A Green Forehead Crane was flying happily with an exquisite pastry in its long and narrow beak.
A young man wearing the green robe of an in-name disciple sat on the Green Forehead Crane. He seemed to be in a hurry.
"Shh!"
"It's that Lin Yi!"
When the Green Forehead Crane flew past, more than a dozen Immortal Cranes that were gathered together immediately separated and flew on their own to avoid suspicion.
"Clang Clang Clang Clang —"
As the Immortal Crane's wings fluttered, a series of crisp sounds came from Lin Yi's waist.
It was a long string of in-name disciple waist tokens.
In the morning light, it was especially dazzling.
…
…
Today was the teaching day of the Black and White Sheep Elders.
More than a thousand people took their seats in the square one after another.
They found an empty space and sat down quietly, quietly waiting for the Elder to arrive.
When Lin Yi arrived, he attracted countless strange gazes.
In the past half a month, many people had heard that there was a weirdo among the in-name disciples.
However, this weirdo who was fickle had connections left and right. Every elder looked at him differently. It was very strange.
Irin felt that his belt was especially heavy, and it was about to fall off.
There was no choice. There were too many waist tokens for in-name disciples, and it was about to fall off.
Irin was also very helpless.
Using Chen Bei's tiger skin, Irin had conquered Square Mountain, Ink Mountain, Hundred Grass Mountain, Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain, Sword-forging Mountain, Discipline Mountain, and Greater One Mountain.
Since each waist token weighed half a kilogram, it was equivalent to him having a weight of four kilograms hanging from his belt.
He could support it, but his belt could not.
"Today, I have to listen to the Black and White Sheep Elders preach. The day after tomorrow, I have to go to Hundred Grass Mountain to learn alchemy. Four days later, I have to go to Sword-forging Mountain to learn how to open a furnace. Six days later, I have to go to Greater One Mountain to learn divination. Eight days later, I have to go to Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain to learn basic sword techniques … Thirteen days later, the flower boy of Square Mountain will explain the key points of multiple formations. The schedule is very tight! "
Irin's schedule was full.
It was well arranged.
If this continued, Irin would be as busy as a spinning top. There would be classes every month, almost non-stop.
It was too fulfilling.
It was still daytime.
At night, Irin had other things to do.
Unknowingly, he had become a celebrity.
Irin was also very helpless.
From the way the other disciples looked at him, Irin could faintly sense it.
There was no other way. He was like a firefly in the dark night, dazzling and difficult to hide.
Irin helplessly shook the string of heavy waist tokens on his waist. He chose a corner and sat down quietly.
In the square, after waiting for a while, the Black and White Sheep Elders arrived.
They had not seen each other for a long time. The hair on the two sheep's temples was white, and they were as elegant as before.
Without any nonsense, the two of them chose an ancient book called [Xiuming Sword Book], and began to preach without any emotion, as if they were chanting a scripture.
From the name of the ancient book, one could tell that it was a cultivation technique that was biased towards female disciples.
The eyes of many female disciples lit up. They listened carefully, closing their eyes and breathing.
Cultivating in the sect did not mean that one only needed to immerse themselves in one cultivation technique. By listening to other cultivation techniques, one could also compare with one's own cultivation technique, and fill in the gaps.
There was another important meaning to this monthly preaching. While thousands of disciples were breathing, the Elder of Imparting Techniques was on the side, pointing out where the disciples were lacking.
This dense learning atmosphere made Irin feel touched.
However, after listening for a while, Irin lost interest and sneaked away.
While the Black and White Sheep Elders were not home, Irin thought about it and decided to sneak into the house.
He had delayed the purple bamboo wine that he had promised Chen Bei for almost a month. Recently, he owed Chen Bei a lot of favors, and it was time to return them.
After Irin left.
The Black and White Sheep Elders, who were sitting quietly on soft cushions, opened their eyes at the same time. They stared in the direction that Irin left and sneered.
"Hey."
"That kid slipped away again."
"Did he really think that we didn't know that he sneaked around the restriction of our wine cellar?"
"He wants to take the purple bamboo wine?"
"This kid is going to suffer a big loss!"
The two elders had a mocking smile on their faces at the same time, and their faces darkened.
They had set up a game.
Their "Ten Stars Chess Game", even if they reduced the killing intent due to their relationship as master and disciple, was not something that a mere in-name disciple could break.
When we get back, I'll beat you up!
In the square, many disciples inadvertently opened their eyes. When they saw the Elder's darkened face, they were frightened and thought that they had made a mistake.
…
The Preaching Garden was not far away.
At the same time, on the main peak.
Irin went up with familiarity. Before he even entered, he felt that something was wrong.
There were many decorations in the courtyard, and there were a few ordinary potted plants in the corner. After the Black and White Sheep Elders played chess, they did not put away the chess pieces and left a game on the chessboard.
The sun was hanging high in the sky, but the courtyard was slightly gloomy and dark.
"Oh?"
The door was wide open. It was obvious that they were inviting him into a trap.
Irin squinted and stood outside the door for a while, carefully analyzing the situation.
"Those potted plants, the extra screen behind the door, and the slightly modified layout of the courtyard have formed a maze formation. It doesn't seem to have any lethality."
Irin quickly analyzed the scene in front of him.
"But this maze array on the surface is just a smokescreen used to confuse people. The real killing move is there. "
Irin's gaze landed on the game in the courtyard. The black and white chess pieces were distinct and revealed a faint killing intent.
"If you don't enter the game, you won't be able to break it." Irin closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Masters, what you mean is that I can take the wine, but I have to pass your test first, right?"
Irin felt the good intentions of his two masters and was touched.
"Since that's the case, I won't hold back."
After speaking, Irin opened his eyes. His eyes were full of energy.
He stepped through the door, and the world in front of him changed.
Above him, the night sky was dark. Ten dazzling stars formed a line.
On the ground, there were undulating hills and shadows. Golden spears and armored horses were lined up in a line. They covered the mountains and plains, endless.
"Kill!"
A row of ancient soldiers with hazy faces rode on armored horses and held halberds. In the hazy mist, the hooves of the horses stomped heavily. The army of ten thousand charged over!
"Looks like I have to be more serious."
The youth had a faint smile on his face. After opening and closing his eyes, his pupils were dyed with blood.
Five blood balls that only he could see floated in the air.
"Bloodthirsty Disaster, First Solution!"
Irin chose one of the five blood balls, crushed it, and slapped it in front of his chest.
Instantly, Irin's body was covered with a layer of light red blood like armor. It was mysterious and mysterious.
"Analytic Vision … Open!"
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