Lin Du felt something was wrong.
She is a formation mage, why does she receive so many war messages?
The monks in Zhongzhou are a little too bellicose.
After rejecting three invitations, Lin Du sighed and turned to look at Xia Wu, "Can you tell me that I only have one year left to live?"
"If you only have one year to live, there will be an endless stream of people coming to you for a fight. If you can beat the most talented person before you die, it will be enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives."
Lin Du pondered for a moment, "Even if we win without using force? I am a patient."
"You don't look like a patient in the secret realm." Yan Qing commented sincerely, "Especially when you crush the skull of a high-level monk."
"You mean that skull? It's not as hard as the ice in Luoze." Lin Du lazily gathered his cloak, "Why isn't Senior Brother healed yet? If we don't go back, the people who want to fight us will really have to queue up." We’ve arrived at Dingjiucheng Gate.”
Yan Qingke politely accepted someone's challenge and said in a steady voice, "Whoever challenges the people on the Qingyun Ranking or the Chongxiao Ranking, as long as Heaven determines that the competition is fair, the name of the winner will be replaced. The name of the person who challenged it.”
"So for every newcomer on the list, someone will post a challenge. It has almost become an old tradition in Zhongzhou."
"Almost no one in the Supreme Sect can escape being ordered to fight."
Lin Du felt something was wrong, "My fifth senior brother too?"
"There was once someone who had been guarding our mountain for a hundred years, just to compete with Uncle Jiang Liang in elixir training and replace his position on the Chongxiao Ranking."
Lin Du asked, "What then?"
"That person didn't wait. Master hasn't come down the mountain for a hundred years and hasn't seen anyone else." Xia Tian Wu answered.
She knew it as soon as Lin Du glanced at it.
The four of them followed the parents who had finished the "parent-teacher meeting" onto the spirit ship with a pile of war papers. No one paid attention to the points list shouted by the elder who read out the rankings.
Anyway, the names of the four people are neatly ranked at the front, and the Supreme Sect is still ranked first among the sects.
"So how many war invitations have the young master received in total?"
Lin Du took off his big cloak and said, "I don't know, I refused because I have a stubborn illness and cannot use my spiritual power rashly."
Except for Wu Xi who stamped someone's name unprepared, the others were not pushy.
"Among the four of us, Yan Qing should have gained the most."
Yan Qing nodded helplessly, "I am a scholar, but they insist on shouting and killing me."
As he spoke, with a thought, a stack of war papers appeared in his hand. The papers were neatly arranged in different colors and sizes, but they were stacked as thick as bricks.
Lin Du touched his chin and looked at Yuan Ye.
With a swish, five battle cards appeared in the young man's hand, shaking a few times like opening a fan, "It's just five, nothing to be afraid of."
After all, most of the people who fought against him were also music cultivators, it was a literary fight, not a martial arts fight like Yan Qing.
"Where's Jinxuan?"
Ni Jinxuan opened her hands and counted them, "No more, no less, seven. We will fight one in January. When the impatiens bloom in July, we will finish."
Lin Du raised his eyebrows, and even the schedule was arranged, so those disciples of the Supreme Sect who were practicing in retreat must have gone into retreat because they really didn't want to take part in the battle.
The four of them were chatting on the table and chairs while taking stock of the medicinal materials they brought back this time.
"Master uncle, do you have any medicinal materials that I need to use?" Ni Jinxuan pulled the herbs she picked and looked at Xia Wu.
Xia Tianwu glanced at it and said, "That one top-grade stone flower can be used to refine the Yuanshengsheng Bone Pill to make up for the innate deficiencies. The rest are not unusable, but their effects are minimal and not very suitable. You can keep them yourself."
"Except for the 30% that will be handed over to the sect, the rest should be given to the junior uncle!" Ni Jinxuan quickly came up with an idea.
Lin Du was lazily leaning on the soft couch with his arms and writing and drawing. When he heard this voice, he raised his eyelids and said, "You can but it's not necessary. Keep it for yourself. Otherwise, you can sell it at the sect's consignment house." The price is sky-high, buy yourself something useful for practice, kid."
Although the sect is lacking in everything, having money is not a recipe for success.
"but……"
"No need for buts. I, Lin Du, don't like to owe favors. If you want to give it to me, I can exchange it for equal value."
"But I voluntarily gave it to you, Junior Uncle! No need for anything in return." Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened.
Lin Du put away his pen and ink, sat up and said, "I know you are not lacking, but the road to cultivation is long, so leave some family property for yourself."
"My uncle, I'll teach you a lesson today: benevolence rises and grudges rise, grudges rise and grudges rise."
She couldn't sit properly. She raised one leg, and the other leg was still crooked. She was smiling, but her eyes were misty, "There is another saying, great kindness is great enmity."
"Your junior uncle doesn't want to be your enemy, and my junior uncle doesn't want you to raise more enemies in the future."
"Everyone has his or her own destiny. If my uncle's illness requires you to steal the sect's treasure, is it possible that you would still violate the sect's rules?"
At first, Ju Yuan just thought the children were joking and didn't interrupt. Now, as Lin Du became more and more outrageous, he couldn't help but interrupt, "How can you say it is so serious, junior sister? The child is still young and I just want you to be well."
"Besides, our Supreme Sect is like brothers and sisters. No matter what the sect's most precious treasure is, it should only be reserved for our own people."
As soon as he finished speaking, he secretly said something was wrong, Lin Du was younger than Ni Jinxuan.
Seeing that the little girl's originally excited face slowly showed a hint of puzzling loneliness, Lin Du sighed, softened his voice, and waved to her, "I appreciate the friendship of the same family. As the saying goes, brothers, I'll settle the score tomorrow, be good."
It was hard for her not to suspect that this kid, Ni Jinxuan, would help steal the sect's treasures regardless of whether the target was the Demon Lord or not.
This child is too innocent and kind-hearted.
In the plot, the Demon Lord shared the difficulties with the little girl, but she reaped such a sunflower without doing anything, which was not good.
The little girl obediently walked to Lin Du's soft couch and got a box of six spiritual crystals.
"I bought the stone flowers, okay?" Lin Du said, pinching her bun, "I am not short of money, you are not short of medicine, we can cooperate for mutual benefit and win-win results."
Ni Jinxuan knew that although Lin Du's voice was gentle, his attitude was firm, so she reluctantly accepted it.
In fact, she didn't really understand why a great favor equaled a great hatred, but her uncle told her that she would eat it all as if she were eating the food cooked by him. Even if she didn't even know what kind of meat it was, she would eat it wholeheartedly. Use later time to digest slowly.
After all, the junior uncle will not harm her, and one day, she will be able to understand the heavy things in Lin Du's words that she cannot fathom.
"But junior sister," Ju Yuan remembered something, "Where did you get so much money?"
Lin Du said, "My master has a little money, and then he searched a lot in the ancient city. What's the matter?"
Ju Yuan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and sighed, "That's okay."
Master is like this, being a father and a mother, you still have to give money to spend.
Although the formation mages can't fight much, they are really rich.
"Hey, little uncle, if you are short of any medicinal materials, I also have them here..."
Just as Yuan Ye smiled and was about to speak, there was suddenly a heavy crashing sound, and the spiritual power shield scraped and made a sharp sound. Then the spiritual ship swayed, and he couldn't sit still, and rolled out of the chair with a thud.
Ju Yuan looked solemn and stood up, "It seems that someone has bumped into our boat. Tianwu is coming out with me. The four of you should not move rashly inside."
