At this moment, Lin Xiaolu was sitting on the bed of nails, holding a plate of plain-cut chicken, using chopsticks to pick up a piece of tender chicken, and dipping it into the spicy and delicious sauce. He was enjoying the meal, and his little head was shaking his head with joy. .
"Little deer, don't throw chicken bones away." Tang Xin, who was sitting reading a book, glanced at him and warned him.
"I know~" Lin Xiaolu muttered impatiently. He felt that the Rakshasa hag was becoming more and more verbose, like a little old woman.
At this time, there are no people under the high platform. During noon, people can leave a mark on their queue position, such as a brick with their name engraved on it, and then go to where to eat and where to go. Going to the toilet is very user-friendly.
In the afternoon, just like the morning, everyone was laughing and joking together to recruit disciples, relaxed and comfortable.
The days went by like this. Lin Xiaolu was very free every day, bragging with some children. When he was tired of bragging, he would go to his chest to break a big stone and stretch his muscles. Then the first thing he did when he returned to Honglu Temple every day was to practice. Wu, although he couldn't hit the same punch as last time, he still didn't give up. After such fulfilling and joyful days lasted for several days, they came to the last day to recruit disciples.
"Senior Sister Tang, there are currently a total of 123 recorded disciples."
At the dinner table, everyone was having breakfast, and Chen Nianyun said while looking at the booklet.
Tang Xin nodded with a smile: "At the end of today, we can go back to Emei tomorrow. We have accepted more than a hundred disciples."
"How to divide these more than one hundred disciples?"
Lin Xiaolu, who was eating Shaomai, asked eagerly: "Will I have a junior brother and junior sister?"
"Probably not." Tang Xin shook her head and said with a smile: "The training conditions for Star Reaching Art are too harsh, and Elder Li doesn't like to accept disciples. These more than a hundred new disciples will probably be assigned to other lines. .”
Lin Xiaolu pouted depressedly when he heard this.
Originally, he thought that he and his sister would have junior brothers and junior sisters to play with, but now it seems that this idea is going to go to waste.
Everyone chatted and laughed while eating, and after breakfast, they set off to the Ancestral Temple together to continue today's work.
At the same time, in a certain restaurant in the capital, a middle-aged man with a serious face and an unsmiling face was standing by the window, looking through the window in the direction of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
He looked at it for a while, looked at the crowded Taimiao entrance and smiled softly: "It's so lively."
Behind the man, the groom who had killed the leader of the guards a few days ago was standing respectfully, and behind him were more than twenty monks kneeling on one knee.
"Family master, the spiritual weapon has been arranged. The monks from Emei who come to Dai Viet will definitely not be able to contact Emei."
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction after hearing what the groom said.
"As expected, it took half of the family's wealth to acquire the spirit-separating magic weapon."
He smiled and asked: "Have you found out the details of the monks who came to Emei this time?"
"Checked it out." The groom responded: "There are five people in total. The leader is Tang Xin of the demon lineage, who is in the foundation building stage. The other four are young disciples, the oldest is only eleven years old."
"How strong are the four young disciples?"
"They all seem pretty good." The groom said, "The strongest one is a little kid named Chen Nianyun, who has reached the third level of Qi Condensation at the age of eleven, followed by Yu Chuchu and Dongfang Dan, both of whom are at the second level of Qi Condensation. There is also a man named Lin Xiaolu, whose strength..."
Speaking of Lin Xiaolu, the groom paused and didn't know how to speak.
Seeing that he didn't move, the middle-aged man turned half of his face in confusion: "Is this Lin Xiaolu very powerful?"
"That's not true." The groom quickly continued to respond: "It's just that Lin Xiaolu seems a bit weird. He is the youngest among these people, only eight years old. However, he doesn't seem to be a monk."
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at the groom in disbelief.
"Not a monk?"
"Yes! He seems to be a warrior. Some time ago, our people observed that when people like Emei were recruiting disciples, Lin Xiaolu was demonstrating his chest-breaking boulders, golden spear stabbing his throat, and iron-head skills..."
Middle-aged man:? ? ?
He felt completely uncomfortable after hearing this, and his serious face was full of confusion.
He looked at the groom and said with anger in his eyes: "Do you think you are funny?"
"I don't dare!" The groom was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Master, this is indeed the case. Our people have seen that Lin Xiaolu from a distance, and they really can't feel a trace of spiritual power. Moreover, he I have also been performing the act of breaking a big stone in my chest, and I am so happy even when it is broken."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned tightly and stared at the groom with fierce eyes for a long time before looking away and looking in the direction of the Ancestral Temple again.
It seems that Emei wants to recruit some outer disciples this time, and this Lin Xiaolu is probably an accompanying outer disciple.
He thought like this for a while before regaining his composure and spoke again:
"This time our Bai family has spent all our wealth and risk everything just to win Emei's jade Ruyi. We can only succeed and not fail. You know the seriousness of this mission."
The groom and the monks all responded, indicating that they knew.
The middle-aged man continued: "We will take action at noon. That Tang Xin will be left to the head of the family to deal with, Lao Liu?"
"My subordinate is here!" the groom, known as Lao Liu, responded loudly.
"I leave Chen Nianyun, who is at the third level of Qi Condensation, to you. You must kill him!"
"I obey my orders!"
The middle-aged man nodded, and then gave the order again: "The others are divided into two parts, one part is going to encircle Dongfang Dan Yu Chuchu, and the other part is going to deal with the Imperial Forest Army in the capital."
"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.
And when they obeyed the order, the groom suddenly became confused: "Master, that Lin Xiaolu?"
"He's just a warrior. When dealing with the brothers in the Royal Forest Army, just eradicate him together."
"As you command!"
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"After you go to Emei, you can all join my Conquer People with Virtue Gang. I will be the gang leader. From now on, we will be rich and powerful together and we will never forget each other!" Lin Xiaolu sat on the bed of nails and smiled at a group of new disciples who had not yet started.
Dongfang Dan on the side also vigorously promoted: "Brother Lu's Gang of Convincing People with Virtue is the biggest force in our Emei. It is very powerful and everyone can join."
Lin Xiaolu nodded, his face not red, his heart not beating, and continued the topic: "Originally, our head of Emei wanted to make my "Serving People with Morality" the tenth branch of Emei, but I am relatively low-key and disdainful. We do this kind of thing to fight for fame and fortune, so our Gang of Convincing People with Morality became an underground organization."
Lin Xiaolu had been blowing all morning, his tongue was numb from the blowing, and he had stunned a group of new disciples whose average age was less than seven years old.
While he was playing happily, Tang Xin suddenly called him.
"Little deer, come here."
"What are you doing? I'm busy giving lessons to the new disciples." Lin Xiaolu muttered impatiently and asked Dongfang Dan to explain the gang rules to the new disciples. Then he jumped off the bed of nails and trotted to Tang Xin. .
"What are you looking for me for?"
Tang Xin sat at the table and smiled sheepishly: "There are a lot of new disciples today, and the spiritual power in Senior Sister's body is not enough. You go back to Hongjun Temple to help Senior Sister get the Najie. Senior Sister wants the spiritual power inside." stone."
Lin Xiaolu was stunned, subconsciously glanced at Tang Xin's fair and slender but empty jade hands, and said with a surprised look on his face: "You can't even wear the Na ring?"
"Oh senior sister, I forgot." Tang Xin pinched his face lovingly and said with a smile: "Go quickly, senior sister will give you chicken legs at noon."
