"So you are Zhao Lin, you are indeed a talented person!"
Lu Chaohuan looked at Zhao Lin, praised him sincerely, and then said seriously: "Since the founding of Xingyun Sect, there are only a handful of people who can enter the Blood Realm at the age of eighteen."
"I hope you will continue your efforts and shine in the martial arts competitions in the future, giving our sect a voice! Giving Dai Viet a voice!"
Zhao Lin said in a deep voice: "Disciple must do his best."
"very good."
Lu Chaohuan encouraged him a few more words and said to Elder Shui Jing with a smile: "Thank you also to Brother Shui Jing for cultivating a young talent for the sect."
"To be honest, the drop of dragon bone tree blood I gave you last time caused me pain for a long time. Now it seems that it was really worth it."
Elder Shui Jing said with a smile: "The master is so complimentary, I don't dare to take credit."
He said he didn't dare to take credit, but a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.
After chatting for a while, Lu Chaohuan called an acting disciple, pointed at Zhao Lin and said: "This is the newly promoted inner court disciple Zhao Lin. Please help him make arrangements."
"yes."
The acting disciple agreed and said to Zhao Lin: "Junior Brother Zhao, please come with me."
Zhao Lin said goodbye to the head master and elders, followed the disciples out of the hall, and came to a "confidential place" not far away.
The confidential office is a stone building. There are display cabinets on the left and right sides of the entrance, which contain many files.
Both the appearance and the layout inside look very much like a county government house.
"Junior Brother Zhao, please give me the jade token."
The acting disciple said politely.
Zhao Lin took off the jade plaque from his waist and handed it over.
The acting disciple took the jade token, opened a cabinet with the key, and took out a rectangular topaz about the size of half a palm.
Use a carving knife to carve Zhao Lin's name on the yellow jade, and then hand it to him, "This is the inner court waist badge. Junior Brother Zhao, please keep it safe."
"We will arrange the relevant matters in the next two days, and you can report to the inner courtyard the day after tomorrow."
Zhao Lin was startled, "Is this good? Don't you need information such as age, place of origin, address, etc.?"
The acting disciple smiled and said, "We can check all the relevant records here."
Zhao Lin thought to himself that the administrative efficiency here is quite high, Wei Wei was a little surprised, and asked: "Don't you have to pay for medicinal materials and tuition to enter the inner courtyard?"
The acting disciple shook his head, but still smiled and said: "The disciples in the inner courtyard are the elites of the sect, so everything is free. Besides, there are only a few dozen people, so the sect must be able to afford it."
"Okay, I can go to the inner courtyard the day after tomorrow, right?"
"Yes, early in the morning the day after tomorrow."
…
Although Zhao Lin had no intention of showing off, the news that he broke through the blood realm and entered the inner courtyard quickly spread in the Dancing Elephant Courtyard.
When he goes in and out of the practice room or eats in the dining hall, disciples he knows and doesn't know often chat with him.
In fact, for the disciples of Dancing Elephant Academy, it is not difficult to break through to the Blood Realm. What is difficult is to do it before the age of twenty-five.
Most people were convinced. After all, Zhao Lin was able to rescue his fellow sect members from the Blood Realm warriors. With this courage and bravery, the sect should give him generous rewards.
Xiang Bao learned about this and came from the inner courtyard to congratulate Zhao Lin.
"My brother said you could enter the inner courtyard within a year. I still didn't believe it. I didn't expect you to be here in just two months."
Zhao Lin noticed some redness and swelling near Xiang Bao's neck and asked, "How are you doing in the inner courtyard? What's wrong with your neck?"
Xiang Bao turned up his collar and covered his neck, "I just came in, what can I do? The head of the hospital is very fierce and trains people all day long."
"We have to take practical exams every month, and we newcomers are still at the bottom!"
Then he gave Zhao Lin a general introduction to the situation in the inner courtyard.
It turns out that the inner courtyard has two presidents and deputy presidents. Yang Lin, the principal president, and Pan Yue, the deputy president, both took office just last year.
There are currently thirty-eight disciples in the inner courtyard, ranging in age from twenty to twenty-eight...
Zhao Lin interrupted: "Wait a minute, you said that the oldest disciple in the inner courtyard is twenty-eight, right? Didn't you say that after entering the inner courtyard, you can stay until the age of thirty?"
Xiang Bao waved his hand and said: "The martial arts competition is held every three years. The last time was last year, and the next one is the year after tomorrow. Do you calculate, if this year is twenty-nine, how old will it be the year after next?"
Zhao Lin suddenly felt a sudden realization and secretly wondered whether he would be able to participate in the martial arts competition when he was twenty years later.
…
Two days later, Zhao Lin put on the training clothes just given to him and came to the door of the inner courtyard.
The inner courtyard is located on the shoulder of the Xingyun Sect, and further up is the residence of the elders. Judging from its location, its status is second only to the headmaster and the elders.
From this we can also see that the sect attaches great importance to the inner courtyard.
The inner courtyard occupies a small area, only about the size of the Wuxiang Yuan.
There was a long wooden sign in front of the door. Zhao Lin glanced at it and saw the names of people written on the wooden sign: Xiao Jin, Miao Tianfeng, Lu Zhenglong... Xiang Bao, Zhong Yewu, Zhao Lin.
It actually has my own name at the end.
According to Xiang Bao, the inner courtyard focuses on actual combat and has martial arts competitions every month. The ranking on the wooden sign is the strength ranking of the disciples.
Zhao Lin showed his badge, and the disciple on duty immediately went in to report. After a while, a man in his thirties strode out.
Seeing Zhao Lin, the thirty-year-old man's eyes lit up, "It turns out to be Junior Brother Zhao. I didn't expect you to enter the inner courtyard so quickly!"
Zhao Lin saw that he knew this person. It was Hu Xuancheng who led them when they entered the Dance Elephant Academy.
However, Hu Xuancheng no longer wore the clothes of a disciple at this time, but dressed as a deacon. Zhao Lin didn't know what to call him for a while.
When Hu Xuancheng saw this, he smiled and said: "I am over the age and cannot continue to be a disciple in the inner courtyard. The head of the courtyard thought that I had some experience, so he arranged for me to teach the exercises."
"Jiaoxi Hu."
"You don't need to call me that, just call me Senior Brother Hu."
Hu Xuancheng had no airs and said in a very easy-going manner: "I'll show you around the inner courtyard first, and then I'll go see President Yang in a while."
After saying that, he took Zhao Lin around the inner courtyard and told him some of the rules of the inner courtyard.
The structure of the inner courtyard is similar to that of the Dancing Elephant Courtyard, including a practice room, a martial arts lecture hall, a school ground, a sutra transmission pavilion, a quiet room...
After turning around, Zhao Lin discovered a problem.
He only saw a few new disciples such as Xiang Bao and Zhong Yewu in the practice room. He didn't see any of the old disciples. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Brother Hu, aren't there more than thirty people in our inner courtyard? Where are all the people going? Already?"
Hu Xuancheng lowered his voice: "Yang Yuanzhang just came last year and established the rules. Except for the new disciples who practice in the headquarters, the old disciples all rush to guard the mountain and practice alone in the mountain."
"Moruyama?"
Zhao Lin knew that guarding the mountain meant guarding the medicine mountain, and most of them were blood warriors.
Firstly, it prevents people outside the Xingyun Sect from secretly collecting rare medicinal herbs, and secondly, it removes wild beasts from the mountains and prevents medicinal farmers from being attacked.
"Sending disciples to guard the mountain won't affect your cultivation?"
Hu Xuancheng smiled slightly and explained: "Guarding the mountain is just a way of doing it. It actually cultivates the disciples' state of mind. They occupy the mountain like a tiger and become the king, instead of huddled together all day long like a flock of sheep."
"This is what President Yang said."
"You just walked around the inner courtyard, did you see the dining hall?"
"No."
"For the same reason, since they are tigers, there is no reason to get together to eat together."
Zhao Lin was silent for a moment, remembering a sentence he had heard in his previous life: Cattle and sheep travel in groups, but wild beasts always walk alone.
From this point of view, Chief Yang has a lot of ideas.
"The Hongrong Pavilion is here, let's go to see President Yang now." Hu Xuancheng pointed forward.
(End of chapter)
