True Lord Yuan Heng recognized him.
This dream-like realization kept impacting his mind, making Jin Lin wonder what the day was now.
This shouldn't be the case. Ordinarily Junior Sister Ning should be that person.
He didn't know whether True Lord Yuan Heng had accepted Ning Xia as his disciple, but he never expected that the other party would accept him as his disciple.
He asked himself that his cultivation level was just okay, but he was still young, which showed that his aptitude was only mediocre. I don’t have much confidence in forming the elixir, and I don’t know how many years it will take.
He and Ningxia are completely different people. This Junior Sister Ning is destined to go further than him in the future. He won't feel jealous because of this, and his psychology is very clear.
Jin Lin thought that even if True Lord Yuan Heng wanted to recruit a disciple, he would choose Ningxia, who was young and promising and had more outstanding formation talent, instead of mediocre him.
He didn't expect to get a word of recognition from True Lord Yuanheng today, which really surprised and delighted him.
Only he himself knows what this means. He deeply felt that what he had gained was not a vain status, but salvation.
In fact, Jin Lin is self-pitying. He actually cares about his identity as an outer disciple.
He was once an ambitious person, because he also wanted to earn his way out of the outer peak and become an official inner disciple. This is also the essence of Huyue Peak, a well-known breeding ground for careerists, isn't it? He also had such a period of time.
At that time he was young, proud and energetic. He has grown up quickly with his good understanding and luck, and there are faint signs of his growth.
But all this was ruined by those who were obsessed with profit. The cruel facts told him that strength in this world is not absolute, especially if his strength is average, he cannot protect his own things, and it is easy to lose his own fairness.
His young heart was shattered into ashes due to a combination of circumstances, and he completely missed this opportunity. In the years that followed, he kept losing opportunities.
Now, after so many years, this has already become the gravel in his memory, and there seems to be no trace left from the outside. But although the gravel is small, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. At certain times, it still tortures him and makes him restless.
He didn't know that these seemingly inconspicuous gravels had gradually turned into angular obsessions over the years. If they ran out at will, it would hurt him no matter how much they hurt.
True Lord Yuan Heng's move today completely saved him, completely clearing his mind of this obsession and allowing him to be reborn.
How could this not make him excited? How could you not be happy?
"Okay, stop smiling stupidly, we are going in. But you have to behave well. If you embarrass me in a while, you will be the one to look good."
Seeing that the dark pattern gradually covered the entire protective shield, it seemed that the observation was almost complete. True Lord Yuanheng reminded.
He shouted loudly and clearly towards the door: "Ruizhong, I'm here."
"Hahaha, I just thought that Hansheng had heard Senior Brother Yuan Heng's voice but he was nowhere to be seen. It turned out he was still outside. You are much more polite than that kid Heng Yue, who only used kicks to show off."
"Junior brother Ruizhong is joking, who dares to kick your door. I think no Nascent Soul in the entire sect greets others like this. Heng Yue is like your biological brother, and you didn't manipulate him."
"Senior brother, you are still as eloquent as before. No one can speak better than you. If I don't tease you, I will repay you immediately. Okay, come in quickly."
True Lord Yuan Heng shook his head, as if sighing for something, and motioned for the two people behind him to follow him.
After a while, several people walked to a courtyard. As far as the eye can see is a peach forest, with petals flying and the breeze bringing bursts of fragrant aroma. There was a man sitting under one of the leafy peach trees, looking towards them from a distance.
True Lord Yuanheng took the people a few steps and stopped. The man stood up and walked slowly towards them.
When he got closer, he saw a young man who looked like Yang Gang. He seemed to have a bold temperament, which complemented the loud voice just now. However, he did have a pair of eyes that were seriously inconsistent with his temperament. They were narrow, long, and somewhat deep.
He gave a half salute to True Lord Yuan Heng from afar. Ning Xia and Jin Lin subconsciously avoided it.
The man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Senior Brother Yuan Heng, the two little kids you brought are quite sensible and smart. I don't want you to like this kind..."
Ning Xia clearly felt a sharp gaze fall on her, with a hint of evaluation, and glanced at her slightly like a sharp point, making her feel a little uncomfortable.
Okay, she has also completed the appraisal. He must be a powerful person and very aggressive.
Jin Lin next door must have had the same feeling. She noticed that the other person's muscles were tense for a moment.
It took a long time before I heard the man sigh: "They look like two good babies. Senior brother, you have always had better eyesight than me, but don't be like me anymore."
"So you still care. I thought..." Zhenjun Yuanheng shut up mid-sentence, as if he had some scruples.
The other party waved his hand, as if he didn't care: "Why are you mentioning those things about sesame seeds and rotten millet? I don't care about it. It's just that I got a little interested when I saw senior brother leading his disciples today. Senior brother, don't worry about it."
"That's it...that's good."
The other party motioned for them to take a seat. I don't know when a few desk seats were set up next to it, and there were refreshments on them. Ning Xia and Jin Lin also received the signal from True Lord Yuan Heng to sit down and listen to their conversation.
The two true monarchs also talked about some topics intermittently, which seemed to be about the situation within the sect, including the outer peaks and the main peaks, and even some things that were widely spread. I didn't mind that they listened, but they seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming here in the first place.
Ningxia naturally doesn't mind even more. Not to mention that everything is entirely up to the arrangements of True Lord Yuan Heng, and there is no point in them worrying. If they can get a few ears of inside information, it is worth it. The two of them sat like a green pine board with a wooden board at the back as a backdrop, listening to the conversation and eating refreshments very calmly.
After waiting for a long time, they finally got to the point: "Did you come personally to this formation?" Zhenjun Ruizhong asked, and Ning Xia noticed that he seemed to glance at the two of them.
"My disciple." True Lord Yuan Heng raised his eyebrows and said slowly.
"Which one?"
"Jin Lin, I want to say hello to Lord Ruizhong."
Jin Lin quickly stepped out of the queue and respectfully saluted the unfamiliar Nascent Soul Lord.
"A young child. Can he do it? If something goes wrong, I won't be able to forgive you." These words were obviously addressed to Zhenjun Yuanheng.
"Of course he can do it. I have taught him well. Besides, if it doesn't work, don't you still have me? I will definitely be able to fix it for you."
"Then I will trust senior brother. Amu, take this nephew Jin to the center of Fangcaoyuan and send a few people to assist him. Remember to do it carefully."
"No." A monk came out of nowhere and stretched out his hand to indicate to the nervous Jin Lin.
