In the end … Irin fell asleep for no reason.
… …
Green especially liked to sleep.
Yi Lin was very curious. Was Green a male or a female? He actually had such a regular schedule.
On the other hand, Irin forced himself to be a spinning top, spinning day and night.
Day after day, night after night, rain or shine, day and night without rest.
The supermodel, fickle Lin Yi, had unknowingly become a celebrity in the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Many people might not know who Jian Nanchun was or who Chao Rushuang was, but they would definitely know who Lin Yi was.
This was because Lin Yi appeared too frequently.
In any branch of the Heavenly Sword Sect, whenever there was a public lecture, Lin Yi's figure could be seen.
Some people were puzzled. A cultivator's energy was not limitless. No cultivator could be proficient in every dao technique. If a cultivator could master one of them, they would be able to do as they pleased in the circle. However, Lin Yi wanted to learn and understand this. Was it really necessary for him to be so greedy?
Many people sneered at Lin Yi's diligence and expressed their disdain.
They said behind his back that they did not know how Lin Yi got the favor of so many elders.
The last in-name disciple who wanted to imitate Lin Yi was still lying in the ward of the Hundred Herb Hall and had not yet been discharged. With this lesson in mind, no one dared to be as impulsive as Lin Yi, licking one elder and then the next.
In the blink of an eye, another month passed.
The Heavenly Immortal Island was overflowing with multicolored light. The clouds in the sky were rolling and spreading.
Irin yawned with two faint dark circles under his eyes and appeared on the Smoky Mountain.
The inner disciples guarding the gate all recognized Lin Yi. Without waiting for Lin Yi to show his waist token, the disciples guarding the gate changed their expressions and took the initiative to step aside, letting Lin Yi in.
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Irin was very polite. He cupped his hands and entered with a smile.
After entering the courtyard, Irin could not help but be stunned.
He saw that Shi Huayan was still wearing that strange dragon and phoenix embroidered mask. She was wearing layers of snow-white gauze that barely covered her bare feet. She was sitting in front of a short table and was happily painting with a large brush.
On the yellowed scroll, there were mountains and water. She used simple ink changes to draw a vivid picture of mountains and rivers.
There weren't many disciples in the Smoky Ink Mountain. Excluding Lin Yi, there were only about twenty people from the inner sect, outer sect, and registered sect.
At this moment, they were all sitting quietly in the courtyard, holding their breaths and not daring to make the slightest sound.
Irin vaguely understood the origin of this atmosphere. Shi Huayan's painting posture was too otherworldly, as if it was a sin to disturb this tranquility.
Although Irin did not bring any painting tools, she quietly sat down and enjoyed the rare peace.
After a while.
Shi Huayan's slender fingers paused for a moment. She raised her head and looked towards Irin, who was deliberately hiding in the corner. A gentle smile appeared behind her dragon and phoenix face. "Lin Yi, you're here."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Shi Huayan's words instantly aroused the hatred of Irin in the hearts of the other disciples.
Speaking of which, there was something very strange.
All the disciples that Shi Huayan accepted were male.
In other words, all the disciples that came to register with Shi Huayan were male.
All of them were of the same color.
Irin hurriedly lowered his head and pretended not to hear.
But Shi Huayan did not intend to let him go. She changed her sitting position and slightly bent her snow-white arch. She waved to Irin. "Lin Yi, come to my side."
It was too late for Irin to turn around and run now. So he could only go to Shi Huayan's side under the other people's gazes that were like a rain of bullets.
Shi Huayan could be said to be the most humble of all the elders. She casually patted the empty space beside her and let Irin sit down.
"What do you think of my painting?"
Shi Huayan asked.
Irin scratched his forehead and looked at it seriously. He honestly answered, "It's quite good."
"What's good about it?"
"The mountains are like mountains and the water is like water."
Irin thought for a moment and answered.
"Like?"
"Like."
"Then, what about it?"
Shi Huayan smiled slightly and waved her brush. From the tip of the brush, a drop of thick ink dripped onto the painting. At the same time, the drop of ink seemed to have dripped into a pond. The ink suddenly dipped and rippled outwards.
Irin opened his mouth. When he raised his head again, he found that the scenery around him had changed.
He was in a world of black and white. The mountains and rivers in the painting had turned into the scenery around him. And he and Shi Huayan were sitting in the water. Not far away, there was a waterfall. When the waterfall fell a thousand feet, the water vapor rose, causing the whole valley to be shrouded in a hazy mist. It had a special artistic conception.
"I created the 'Wonderful World of Smoke and Ink'. Under the brush and ink, there is a world of its own. Do you want to learn?"
Of course he wanted to. Was there a need to ask?
Irin nodded decisively. "Is this an illusion?"
"Yes and no. What is an illusion? "
"To confuse people's hearts is an illusion."
Shi Huayan smiled. She drew a small knife in front of her. Like magic, Shi Huayan held the small knife that was obviously two-dimensional in her hand and opened her palm to Irin. "Give me your hand."
Irin hesitated, but he still put his hand on Shi Huayan's hand.
Shi Huayan used the small knife to lightly cut a thin cut on Irin's fingertip. Blood flowed out.
Irin even felt pain.
"Illusion and reality, reality and illusion, it is in the heart."
Shi Huayan said.
Irin seemed to have understood again.
This was the benefit of maxing out one's comprehension ability.
"Shi Huayan's' Wonderful World of Smoke and Ink 'seems to be a high-level spiritual attack. It is somewhat similar to my 'Thought Body'. When the spiritual attack is realistic to a certain extent, even the body will believe that it is being attacked. The corresponding parts will naturally be injured. Hmm, there are many things that can be learned from it. "
Irin thought to himself, but his face revealed the expression of a youth who was eager to learn.
After an unknown period of time.
The scroll in front of Shi Huayan was covered with mountains, rivers, and flowers.
Irin noticed that there was a wine pot among the flowers. He didn't know when Shi Huayan had drawn it.
In the end.
Shi Huayan asked casually, "How are the two elders, Gong Yang Hei and Gong Yang Bai, now?"
Why did she suddenly ask about the black and white sheep?
However, Irin heard that Shi Huayan almost never went out of the mountain gate and never contacted other branches. So he didn't feel strange. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "Quite well."
Shi Huayan asked again, "How about Ren Qingshan?"
"He doesn't like to exercise. He is a little fat, but there are people to serve him. His life is very comfortable."
"How is Bi Tiexin of Commandment Mountain?"
"The sect is prosperous. The disciples have done well and brought glory to the family."
"Is Ye Liangchen of Baicao Hall still alive?"
"He is healthy. He takes medicine every day and lives a carefree life."
"Is Nie Shanhe of Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain still guarding the Sword Tomb day after day, year after year?"
"Yes, Boss Nie is quite boring."
It seemed that Shi Huayan really hadn't contacted other mountains for a long time.
Her tone was flat. She asked one by one, as if she was greeting an old friend.
Irin was now familiar with every branch. When mentioning someone, Irin could always say one or two.
After asking in one breath, Shi Huayan seemed to be tired. She gently put the big brush on the table. After a moment of silence, she sighed and asked the last question.
"Chen Bei … How is he?"
Irin was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Shi Huayan didn't expect Irin's answer. She waved her hand and sent Irin out of the Yumo Illusion.
When Irin came back to his senses, he and Shi Huayan were still in the yard. The surrounding disciples were still looking at Irin with murderous eyes. It seemed that the time spent in the illusion was just a moment. It was very magical.
In this strange atmosphere, Shi Huayan ended the lesson for the day.
Speaking of which, she didn't teach seriously. She only drew a painting and left it far away for her disciples to appraise.
Before the sky turned dark, Irin scratched his dead skin and went back to the odd-job class to catch up.
In this month.
A few more newcomers came to the odd-job class. Another Perseverance Emperor left the odd-job class after enduring for a few years. The overall change wasn't big.
There were many benefits to building a relationship with Chen Bei. Irin did it well.
Irin decided to rest tonight.
He had worked hard for more than a month. His liver was about to be destroyed. He needed to sleep.
The Purple Bamboo Wine was Chen Bei's treasure. It was very difficult to get it out of his pocket. As for Chen Bei's own wine, it was also hidden for decades. Although it was not as good as the Purple Bamboo Wine, when it was opened, it was overflowing with spiritual energy. It could be called "the ancient cellar of a celestial mountain".
While drinking and toasting, Irin narrowed his eyes, burped, and asked about this.
"I say, Old Chen …"
"What?"
"Is there something going on between you and Elder Huanyan of the Yumo Mountain?"
"Pfft!"
When Chen Bei heard this, he choked and spat out second-hand wine all over Irin's face.
"You, you, you, what nonsense are you talking about? If you say it again, I'll sue you … for slander! Do you believe that I won't sue you for slander? How dare you slander me! "
He had learned the word slander from Lin Yi.
He didn't expect it to come in handy.
Chen Bei was angry and decided to fight back.
"You talk about this gossip every day. Where's your cultivation? The more you cultivate, the worse it is. Oh? Wait, why did the aura in your body dissipate? Level five of the Qi Channeling realm? Damn it … "
"Hey, you won't let me talk about it even if there's something going on? Do you believe that I won't go to Shi Huayan and say that you said her name when you were drunk? "
"You … despicable!"
"Old Chen, I've been lacking a flying sword and a storage ring recently. Cough, cough, cough …"
"You're shameless!"
Chen Bei was so angry that he trembled.
He never expected that this guy would take the opportunity to blackmail him.
Why didn't he see that Lin Yi was such a person?
The old man and the young man in the wooden hut started to fight while they were drunk.
This fight lasted for the whole night.
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