Not long after, there was a knock on the courtyard door. Lin Jie put down the book in his hand, a little curious.
Could it be that Xu Linfan came to see me? Lin Jie thought to himself, walked over and opened the door.
When he opened the door, there was a disciple wearing a white robe in front of him. He looked very handsome and he didn't recognize him. The opponent's revealed cultivation level is in the early stage of foundation building.
"Junior brother, what's the matter?"
"May I ask if it's Lin Jie, Senior Brother Lin?"
"I'm Lin Jie."
The other party asked first, and when Lin Jie nodded, he explained his intention.
"(Shixue Club) is holding a support event at the main peak today, so I came to inform you. And Senior Brother Xu specifically asked you to go there."
"ha?"
Lin Jie slapped his head and almost forgot that he was still a member of (Shixue Society). In order to join this society, his predecessor paid 500 spirit stones just to publicize that he could get first-hand information about Leng Shixue. .
When I came here, I was spoken to by Leng Shixue in public, and then I went to Xiaotan to calmly accept the facts, forgetting all about this incident.
"Oh, I have been rejected by Senior Sister Leng in public, so I will not participate in the (Poetry Snow Club) activities. Apologize to me and Senior Brother Xu."
After saying that, Lin Jie closed the door regardless of the disciple's surprised eyes.
The disciple at the door stamped his feet angrily, turned around and left.
On the main peak square, it was very lively. A large number of disciples gathered there in groups.
Wearing a light green robe, Xu Jiuhuo proudly stood with his hands behind his waist. The disciples beside him held high flags and waved them vigorously. It was clearly about Leng Shixue.
In front of him was Yang Ziqing, still wearing black clothes and sitting on the stone steps.
"Brother Yang, the list of the sect's goddesses has been released, why not rank them in order of winners and losers?"
"Brother Xu, everyone has their own favorite type. Just because you like Senior Sister Leng doesn't mean that everyone else likes her, so I don't think there is any need to rank her in order. As the saying goes, a wise man appreciates, and a fool compares. This is the truth."
Xu Jiuhuo curled his lips, took out a folding fan from his storage bag and shook it.
"I don't care. I think everything has its own place. In my heart, Senior Sister Leng should be number one."
Yang Ziqing didn't bother to argue with him and turned his attention to other people.
"Those are the fan groups of other goddesses in the sect."
Xu Jiuhuo has worked hard to gather so many people, and it is inevitable that Leng Shixue will reach the top of the goddess list.
At this time, a disciple walked through the crowd and came over. He was the one who went to inform Lin Jie.
"Senior Brother Xu, Lin Jie rejected your invitation and said that he would never participate in the (Poetry Snow Club) activities again in the future."
"What?"
Xu Jiuhuo frowned, stopped shaking the fan, and sighed.
"Sure enough, some people are like this. They don't have the same unwavering determination as me. They are willing to write comments to Liu Sisi, but not to Shixue. Forget it, let him go, I will not stay in the "Shixue Club" For such a half-hearted person."
He rubbed his mouth and thought for a moment. Anyway, I didn’t count on him at all. I am also a person with extraordinary literary talent.
He looked at Yang Ziqing and chanted.
"The sky is full of poems on the Snowy Cloud Mountain, and the cold heart is as cold as ice. There is only one person on Qingyun Peak, who looks like a fairy descending to the mortal world."
After reading the poem, everyone around him was full of compliments.
"What a poem, what a poem"
"Senior Brother Xu, name your name, please name it quickly."
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Xu Jiuhuo nodded slightly and shook his folding fan. Yang Ziqing wrote the poem without much emotion in his heart. After all, with Lin Jie's "Dance" in front of him, this one can only be said to be mediocre.
"Just call, (The main peak square has a long fire and a gift of poetry and snow)."
Yang Ziqing nodded and wrote the title of the poem.
Seeing the gathered looks and compliments from the people around him, Xu Jiuhuo was extremely happy.
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Oops, this is really boring. Lin Jie scratched his hair and drew on the paper with a pen and copied.
Liu Sisi sat aside and drank tea. She took a sip and looked at Lin Jie going crazy. She chuckled.
"But it's difficult after just learning it for a while. Others learn a new technique in as little as ten and a half months, or as long as several months and a year."
"cut."
Lin Jie curled his lips and turned away, not arguing with her.
She just came here to disturb him. There was a tea room in the wooden building, but she came to drink tea in front of him.
With bad intentions and ulterior motives.
Lin Jie cursed in his heart, just at this moment the courtyard door rang again. Who is it, one by one, not letting others learn?
Really angry. Lin Jie opened the door slightly angrily.
This time it was a disciple wearing a blue short shirt, whose cultivation was at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining. There are many such disciple sects.
"Senior brother Lin Jie, I am a disciple of the main peak mission hall. You have not been on any sect mission in the past two months, so the deacon sent me to inform you to go to the mission hall today to draw out missions.
After hearing the other party's intention, Lin Jie's expression fell again. Come on, he still has to go on a mission. The sect stipulated that ordinary disciples should go on a sect mission every three months.
Lin Jie was speechless in the name of training his disciples' abilities. If such a good thing happens, it won't be their turn.
For the sake of reputation, the Zhengdao Sect will receive help from some places. Usually it is about people from the Demon Sect committing illegal acts and causing chaos. Some disciples are specialized in delivering news.
In short, Lin Jie has to be busy again.
After answering, he walked into the yard and explained the situation to Liu Sisi.
"Really? Then I'll go with you."
"Huh? I'm on a mission, not a joke, so forget it."
"I'm not joking. I am a pill-forming monk, and you are only in the middle stage of foundation-building. Wouldn't it be great to have my help?"
Although Lin Jie wanted to refute that he was already in the late stage of foundation building, but thinking that he was inferior to others in the late stage of foundation building, he simply didn't speak again.
Liu Sisi packed up her things on her own, and Lin Jie thought so, so he didn't stop him. He said something to Lin Lanlan and went out with Liu Sisi.
Liu Sisi wore a veil on her face and walked on the road. Lin Jie glanced at it but said nothing.
Soon we reached the main peak and saw a lot of people on the square. Looking from a distance, they were the support groups of various goddesses.
Liu Sisi frowned and gave Lin Jie a hand.
"I remember you once said that you liked a goddess sister? Her name was Leng Shixue, right?"
How could she remember it so clearly? Lin Jie nodded and said.
"That was in the past. I used to be young and impulsive, and I did like Senior Sister Leng, but now I have no distractions and just want to practice well."
Liu Sisi frowned and murmured softly.
"Actually, you don't have to be clear-minded."
Lin Jie took her to the mission hall on the main peak. It was said to be a mission hall, but it was actually very big.
The disciples of the sect were coming in and out, some were happy, some were sad, and the scene was like a city.
Lin Jie walked in with Liu Sisi. Although she was veiled, her temperament and figure still attracted the attention of many disciples.
"This senior sister is so beautiful"
"Who is she?"
"She was not selected into the list of sect goddesses."
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Listening to some people's comments, Liu Sisi didn't pay attention. She was used to it when she was an oiran.
Lin Jie didn't pay attention and said to her with a smile.
"You're quite attractive."
"Does it make you look good?" Liu Sisi reached out and held Lin Jie's hand.
The warm touch was very touching, and Lin Jie sighed.
My weakness was challenged again.
Arriving next to the stone pillar in front of a table, on a crystal table, an hour's worth of spiritual formation inscriptions were engraved.
Lin Jie touched it with his hand and injected spiritual power. Suddenly, hundreds of mission information appeared in my mind.
