Seeing Lin Yige holding the purple-black bamboo whip around his waist, his whole aura changed, and there was murderous intent in his eyes as he looked over, Tu Baicao's steadily beating heart suddenly began to beat wildly uncontrollably.
I heard that the second senior brother tested the junior sister before, and the junior sister only used one sword, and half of the Kun Dao Temple on Tingyun Peak collapsed.
You must know that every room in Kun Dao Yuan is equipped with reinforcement, sound insulation, spirit gathering and other formations for the daily living of the disciples.
If I had used my sword with all my strength, it should, maybe, probably, almost...
This is also the level.
Tu Baicao immediately stopped laughing and put on a serious look.
"No kidding. Junior sister, please tell me what those dozen people look like, and I will draw them. With the little portraits, the investigation will be more effective with half the effort!"
Lin Yige looked at the sky. The sixth senior brother was definitely no slower than the second senior brother in giving in.
She handed the jade slip in her hand back to Tu Baicao, "Then do as Brother Sixth said!"
Tu Baicao was very good at fine brushwork, and with just a few strokes, he could outline that person's appearance.
Lin Yige sat down in Qingxin Pavilion again and started describing it very cooperatively.
"There is a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect. She looks in her thirties and has a bone age of about 2,500 years. Her body shape is somewhat similar to that of the third senior sister. She has red lips and white teeth, and her skin is as creamy and as soft as boneless. The weapon she uses It’s a red damask that’s a bit difficult to cut… Her illusion skills are of no use.”
"There are also two monks from Kongjue Temple. One is fat and the other is thin. They are both ordained. The fat one has seven scars and the thin one has eight scars. Both of them are about three thousand years old, but A Zen staff for seven ring scars, and a demon subduing seal for eight ring scars.”
"Then there is the Tianwu Sect's physical cultivator. He is bald. He is a head shorter than the fourth senior brother. He has a thick body. He uses two black gold hammers and walks a fierce path."
After drawing four small portraits with blank faces, Tu Baicao stopped writing and looked at Lin Yige suspiciously.
"...Little Junior Sister, do you really remember those people?"
Not a word was mentioned about the facial features, but there were only one or two characteristics. Only the weapons and magic weapons were clearly remembered!
"I remember very clearly that they used red silk ribbons, Zen staffs, demon-subduing seals and black gold hammers! Oh, they all wore similar robes without any markings. I judged them based on their spells and moves. "
"What I want to know is what their facial features look like!"
"This...don't they all have one pair of eyes, one mouth, two ears and one nose?" Lin Yige rolled his eyes and defended himself, "I started fighting them as soon as I met them, a pair of thirty-six, what? Are you interested in looking at faces, and you still remember them so clearly?"
It's definitely not that she can't remember those people's faces.
Why do you just remember those evil people who are destined to die so clearly?
Do you want those inhuman voices and smiles to remain in her memory for thousands of years? !
Tu Baicao's hand holding the pen moved slightly, and a jade pen was crushed to pieces.
How could he forget this?
When the little junior sister first became a true disciple, she mistaken her master for this handsome sixth senior brother like him several times because of the same round face!
He is obviously much better looking than Master!
Tu Baicao sighed, comforting himself in his heart.
At any rate, the magical weapons and magic techniques used by those people should be correct.
He took out a jade pen again. There was a formation on the tip of the pen, which gathered the spiritual energy of the five elements into five colors of ink.
"Oh, forget it, little junior sister, keep talking!"
Lin Yige recounted the outstanding characteristics of the remaining dozen or so people that he remembered, not forgetting to describe in detail the magic weapons they used and the spells they performed.
Tu Baicao's pen moved like flying, and he sketched the figures of several people on a blank jade slip, and also noted the magic weapons and techniques.
Although there are no facial features of those people, with these magic weapons and spells, we can roughly infer which monks are in the Void Refining Stage.
After that, just ask Third Senior Sister to deduce and confirm.
Thinking of Third Senior Sister Chi Wulan, Tu Baicao put the jade slip away and asked, "Little Junior Sister, do you know everything about Third Senior Sister and the head of the Wen family?"
"Speaking of this matter, Sixth Senior Brother, haven't you always liked to go against Third Senior Sister? How come the matter between Third Senior Sister and Wen Zongyi was not leaked?"
"What are you saying, junior sister! It was clearly third senior sister who snatched my two roasted rabbit legs first, and I just caused her a little trouble. How can I call it right?"
Lin Yige squinted at Tu Baicao and exposed her shortcomings unceremoniously, "You are not the Sixth Senior Brother, but you insist on holding up those two roast rabbit legs in front of the Third Senior Sister? You know that you can't beat the Third Senior Sister, but you still show off like this …”
"It's okay not to mention the past!" Tu Baicao coughed lightly and brought up the topic, "I checked and found that Wen Zongyi and Third Senior Sister met together. It was purely a coincidence. But I really didn't expect that Wen Zongyi could impress Third Senior Sister. !”
Lin Yige saw that the surprise in his expression didn't seem to be fake, and she was a little surprised, "I thought it was your handiwork, Sixth Senior Brother."
Tu Baicao glanced at Lin Yige and hummed: "Although I hate Third Senior Sister, it is after all related to Third Senior Sister's sentimental sword intention. Things have priorities, and I can still distinguish them clearly."
Lin Yige turned to look at him, "Is Wen Zongyi okay?"
"I checked all about Wen Zongyi's upbringing. Except for his unknown father, there is no big problem with his behavior, and he can barely match the third senior sister. But Wen Zongyi's mother, the former head of the Wen family, Wen Mengyue... …”
"What's up with her?"
Lin Yige had been curious about this for a long time, but Wen Zongyi refused to talk about it, so it was hard for her to get to the bottom of it.
But Senior Brother Six was different. He could use the wind to hear the whispers of couples in the boudoir thousands of miles away.
There are few things in the mortal world that he cannot inquire about; there are also many things in the world of cultivation that he can find out.
Tu Baicao frowned, took out a pile of jade slips, and picked through them for a while.
He pushed two of the jade slips in front of Lin Yige and said: "Wen Mengyue was pregnant with her eldest son Wen Zongyi when she was at the peak of her Nascent Soul Stage. The father of the eldest son is unknown; she was already at the peak of her Transformation Stage hundreds of years ago. He also gave birth to a young son, Wen Zongsi, whose father is also unknown. Do you think it is strange?"
Lin Yige pondered for a moment, then took two jade slips and looked at them. One of them recorded Wen Mengyue's movements one year before and after Wen Zongyi's birth and the year Wen Zongsi was born.
During this period, Wen Mengyue spent time in seclusion in other courtyards on the pretext of breaking through to a greater realm.
"It's indeed a bit weird. But Sixth Senior Brother, it's even weirder for you to stare at Wen Mengyue's childbirth!"
"Little Junior Sister, do you want to listen anymore?" Tu Baicao heard this and said somewhat unhappily, "Aren't you looking for the black-robed Taoist who once appeared in Wen's family?"
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