"There are a lot of injustices and crooked ways in this world. It's not something you, a fourteen-year-old child, can bear alone. You can trust some other people in the sect more."
Yan Ye paused, he was not very good at educating children, "I know that you have been single for more than ten years, and you are used to relying on yourself. Maybe you are used to doing key things yourself. I told you to be careful about everything before. Son, I don’t want you to offend others by talking nonsense.”
For the first time, a man who was able to do anything with ease encountered a problem, and it was an educational problem.
Lin Du is very good at cultivation, but he is really stubborn in terms of temperament.
Seeing that she was silent, Yan Ye couldn't help but sigh sadly, "Did you hear that, there are some things you can't do and it has nothing to do with you. You are..."
"Except for your master, who is a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years, your master also has many things that are difficult to achieve with his own strength at your age."
Lin Du: How can you educate and educate and still boast about it?
She knows her own faults and knows her shortcomings better than anyone else.
It is always uneasy to leave important matters to others. To put it nicely, it is personal heroism, but to put it worse, it is the bird that stands out and the pig that strays from the herd.
Tell yourself that everyone has his own destiny, but in fact, he has strong empathy. He lives a miserable life, but he cannot see the suffering in the world.
Lin Du knew clearly that he had never let go of something, but he was used to pretending to be free and easy.
If she had told them all the arrangements early in the morning, the result would definitely be different, but she was used to leaving the most important things to herself. If she told them the plan in advance, they would probably not agree.
It was not her responsibility that Mo Lin was poisoned, but she would unconsciously calculate the consequences of various arrangements in her heart.
But the past is gone, leaving only regrets.
Lin Du knew everything and understood all the principles, but he was still stuck in it and couldn't get out.
Yan Ye had never thought that taking care of a child was such a troublesome thing. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Why don't you go talk to the boss?"
The first half of his life was occupied by formation and swordsmanship, and the second half of his life was occupied by the most complicated one, life. Yan Ye really had no intention of accepting a disciple, but he was destined to have a master-disciple relationship.
He originally felt that he was really lucky to have such a smart and independent apprentice, but now he suddenly felt that it was a big headache. The apprentice knew too many things and it was really difficult to trick or coax him.
Lin Du looked at him, "Which leader? The current one or the previous one?"
"Everything is fine." Yan Ye held his head and didn't mind his blaming behavior at all, "Your soul is stained with thousands of years of resentment. Don't practice the spiritual consciousness skills I gave you before. Go to your senior brother Cangli to purify it. .”
Lin Du raised his eyebrows, "Purification?"
"Ang, go quickly. Their music cultivators are very good at curing minor problems in the soul. Don't let the news spread that a fourteen-year-old child has developed inner demons due to the influence of resentment. Then I will really be laughed at until I ascend. "
Yan Ye straightened his upper body and urged her.
"Not only that, after you ascend, people will laugh at you. This Yan Ye Immortal is good at everything, but he doesn't know how to raise a disciple."
Lin Du climbed up from the ice quickly and ran away quickly before Yan Ye could react, leaving his master on the ice half helpless and half amused.
The sun has risen and set on the frost-covered land of Luoze, casting a little refracted light on the people on the ice.
Yan Ye blinked slightly, a trace of astonishment showing on his wild and flamboyant face, and then raised his hand to lightly touch his eyelashes.
He seems to have seen the light a little bit, why.
He quickly realized that it was a spiritual thought he had left in Lin Du's consciousness. It was originally a safeguard left behind to worry about something happening to her. Just now, he subconsciously wanted to use that spiritual thought to check the direction Lin Du was running to. , so it connected with Lin Du's feeling and "saw" a bit of glare.
It feels very strange. When the spiritual consciousness spreads, you can feel many details of matter, but there is no such glare.
Yan Ye sat quietly on the ice, clearly feeling his long-stagnant understanding of destiny, and the barrier trembling slightly.
There are nine peaks in the Supreme Sect, and Cangli is one of them. It is located in the northwest and is named Tianxin Peak.
When Lin Du landed at the top of the peak, the two naughty children had not yet returned. The palace on the top of the peak was clear and neat. Under a bare tree, someone set up a stove to make tea and roast oranges. Next to it was a handful of black lacquered tung trees. Zhu Zhuguqin.
"Senior brother."
"Here it comes? My tea hasn't been brewed yet, please wait a moment?" Cang Li looked at the steaming stove and pointed to the cushion opposite the table very naturally.
Lin Du also sat over. She didn't have much interaction with this senior brother. He was born elegantly, which was different from He Gui's gentleness. He had some aloof and elegant scholar temperament, just like the fallen leaves but still upright and vigorous. Tree, lonely and miserable.
Cang Li raised his head and glanced at Lin Du, this junior sister who had been specially sent a message by his uncle who had never had much interaction with him to give instructions again and again.
She had only been in the sect for a year, but she already looked much better than before. The scruffy little girl with yellow hair was now sitting neatly opposite her, with a neat bun and a jade button on the net scarf on her forehead...
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and with Lin Du's doubtful eyes, he straightened the net scarf for her so that the jade buttons on both sides were completely symmetrical.
"alright."
Feeling comfortable.
Lin Du: ...Co-author This second senior brother has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Uncle Yan Ye has already told me that when you searched for souls, you were tainted with the resentment of thousands of years of ghosts." Cang Li said and began to make tea seriously. It is easy to be influenced by other people’s spirits, and if there are inner demons and resentments, it will be extremely harmful to practice.”
"I think it's because Master Yan Ye doesn't care about these trivial matters and has never told you about them."
Lin Du nodded, "My master doesn't talk about this much."
"Actually, I didn't tell my two disciples either. Mainly, most righteous disciples would not think of searching for souls."
Lin Du: ...she has read too many novels and miscellaneous books about monsters and monsters, right?
"After all, that thing consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness, and it takes a long time to cultivate one's memories."
If the person being searched lives longer, the soul search consumes more spiritual power. It is almost like reading an extremely boring daily life book full of worldly chaos, and trying to capture the important information needed among the sameness. , which itself is also a form of torture for the practitioner.
But Lin Du didn't seem to have any bad intentions at all, and Yan Ye didn't say this in the sound transmission. His nervousness just now showed that Lin Du's soul was just stained with resentment and did not consume his soul excessively at all. Knowledge power.
That would be awesome.
Cang Li looked at the child in front of him. Is this the spiritual power that a child of this age should have?
The tea was brewed, and Cang Li divided the tea smoothly, "After drinking this cup of tea, let's get started."
Lin Du's hand holding the tea cup trembled. Why did it sound like he had finished drinking Meng Po soup before going on the road?
Cang Li's slender hand reached out, passed the guqin, then landed on the red sandalwood suona beside him, and then brought it in front of him.
As soon as Lin Du raised his eyes, he saw that the second senior brother had already picked up the suona and placed it on his chest. His luck was already starting to show.
"No...wait a minute, senior brother, why are you holding the suona?"
Cang Li was relieved when he mentioned it, and Suona made a discouraging sound, and then he explained, "Aren't you filled with resentment in your soul? Suona is the best to drive away the yin and send away the soul, and to inspire masculinity and righteousness, the battlefield in the mortal world The bugle was also made from a suona."
Lin Du murmured in his heart and whispered, "I'm afraid they'll send me away too."
When the suona sounds, ten thousand taels of gold will not ascend to heaven... She can only ascend to heaven.
Cang Li freed up a hand, placed the tea cup she had put down in the correct position with the pattern, and raised the suona again, "This is the fastest way, little junior sister, your soul may be a little shaken, please bear with it."
Lin Du raised his eyes. The muscles in the face of the originally upright and elegant senior brother tensed up, and his mouth stretched into a three-dimensional line, like a delicate version of a puffer fish.
She suddenly felt that she had misunderstood Yin Xiu, a big misunderstanding.
