Lin Du's battle made her Tai Chi completely break away from the scope of aerobics and truly have inner meaning.
After enlightenment, the internal energy flows, and there are traces of the true flow of yin and yang in heaven and earth.
Although it is superficial, it has taken shape.
Jiang Liang looked at the aura flowing around Lin Du, and smiled with satisfaction on his handsome and regular face. He had specially grown a beard, which made his smile look extra subtle, making it difficult for outsiders to see any change.
He clearly has the appearance of a young man, but he already has the demeanor of an outsider.
Lin Du stopped his stance, turned to look at Jiang Liang, and said curiously, "Senior brother didn't hit me even once today."
On weekdays, every time I practice a complete set of movements, the whisk will come up for more or less half of the moves.
"What? You deserve a spanking?" Jiang Liang glanced at her and raised the fly whisk, but he only lightly brushed away the non-existent dust on Lin Du's shoulders.
Jiang Liang stroked his beard and coughed, "It's just a little better than aerobics. It's so late at night that I can't hit you. I've seen it. Although your moves have already evolved, they are far from being truly perfect." It's still far behind, but it's just on the first level. I'll teach you how to practice tomorrow. Now, get out of here and go to bed."
Lin Du made a frustrated sound, "I still hope that you will point out what's wrong with me, senior brother. During the day tomorrow, senior brother will remember to summarize a shortcoming for me, and I will practice in that direction."
"You still dare to assign tasks to your senior brother?" Jiang Liang's eyes widened.
Lin Du ran away in a flash and went back to sleep for two hours.
Wu Xi left overnight after getting the Ten Thousand Years Grass.
Over the next few days, word gradually spread to the outside world that Wu Xi visited the Supreme Sect twice and three times, asking for the ten-thousand-year-old herb that had been extinct for many years. The ten-thousand-year-old herb was used to help the congenitally deficient Lin pass the century mark, but he was helpless. After kneeling for a whole day, I finally gave him the last ten thousand year old grass in the world.
But Feng Chao entered the forbidden peach forest that night, and finally came out with a cold face, and told Lin Du not to go to the forbidden peach forest, otherwise it would hurt his eyes.
It is said that after Hou Cang came back, he was taken by Lin Tuan to a formation called "Fang Fei Jin" in the peach forest. There were always flying peach petals in it. They looked very beautiful, but in fact they were sharp weapons that could hurt people. .
And Hou Cang is kneeling there now, kneeling for an hour every day. He has to kneel for nine years, but now it is only one year.
Hou Cang's upper body was cut open by the petals of the peach forest. It was in tatters and bloody, and looked very ugly.
In short, it is not suitable for children to watch.
Because Lin Tuan had been watching, Hou Cang had never left the forbidden area, and it couldn't be him.
Lin Du thought about that scene and hissed. It seemed that the original plot also had such a section.
Back then, Hou Cang evaded his responsibilities and left the sect, allowing Feng Chao to take over. This was considered a violation of the sect's rules and he indeed deserved to be punished.
At the end of Feng Chao, he touched Lin Du's head again and said, "In short, leave this matter to us adults first. No matter what, it's not your kid's turn to think about it."
Lin Du didn't say anything, just stood there and stared at her.
Feng Chao was helpless, "I have news for you!"
After hearing this, Lin Du took away the new copybook that Feng Chao had assigned to him.
There is no time in the mountains, and several years have passed in a flash.
Lin Du's copybook changed from neat regular script to running script, and his writing also changed from neat and clumsy twisted squares drawn one stroke at a time to small characters that were beginning to show his style.
Lin Du spent five years studying the lowest-level Huangpin Talisman Book, a thick book of bricks, and finally finished it.
Lin Du came to hand in her homework as usual. Now her large-character homework had been changed to copying the Heart Sutra, but she found that there was a rare sadness in Feng Chao's eyebrows.
"Sister?" Lin Du walked to the incense burner with ease and refilled the pure incense that had been burnt out for her.
Feng Chao raised her eyes and looked at Lin Du. She was wearing a pale robe with a vivid falcon embroidered on her back. She had a woven silver waist protector around her waist, as if she had seen the wind in the spring and finally turned into a hard and straight emerald. The bamboo was covered with a layer of gray and white shadow. When I touched it, I realized that it was falling frost.
"Lin Du... In the Zhongzhou Competition three years later, Mo Lin's spirit bones are not suitable for the competition. Tianwu is a medical practitioner. Probably, the heavy responsibility will be on you."
Lin Du smiled when he heard this, "What? Senior sister, you don't believe me? Am I still unreliable?"
"Yan Qing is in seclusion and consecrating elixirs, and Yuan Ye and Jinxuan are still not very good at it. Now," Feng Chao paused, "you have grown up too."
It’s not that he has grown up, he is almost twenty years old and he has not grown any taller.
Lin Du was still competing with Yuan Ye in height a few years ago, but now she has stopped growing. Yuan Ye has grown an inch longer than her.
"I remember that the Zhongzhou Competition is divided into a team competition and an individual competition. The team competition is the ranking of each sect. There are five people in this team competition, right?"
Before Feng Chao said the arrangements, Lin Du had already understood what Feng Chao meant, "There are five disciples under a hundred years old. Tian Wu is a medical practitioner. He will not be a hundred years old in three years. Tian Wu, Yan Qing, I, and the three In the Tengyun Realm, Yuan Ye and Jin Xuan will also be in the Qin State of Perfection, Yuan Ye is smart, and Jin Xuan is lucky."
She bared her teeth and said, "The five of us are invincible."
The Zhongzhou Grand Competition takes place every hundred years. The Supreme Sect did not participate in the last round. It is said that new disciples have not been recruited yet.
The new leeks have not grown yet, and Zhongzhou has begun to grow them. According to the speed at which the Supreme Sect raises leeks, it is indeed not enough.
The few people who participated this year are still young, and the masters didn't expect anything from them. They just regarded it as an experience. If they were lucky, it would be better if they could get rewards.
After all, what really determines the sect's ranking is the competition between monks over a hundred years old.
And the Supreme Sect has never lost once.
When young people are strong, the country is strong, but the Supreme Sect has grown into a majestic tree. No matter how young people make trouble, there will always be a canopy to protect it from the wind and rain.
Feng Chao was so troubled by her shameless self-confidence that the scowl disappeared from his brows, and he couldn't help but smile, "What's wrong with being invincible?"
Lin Du couldn't stop his hands. After returning the things to their places, he smoothly arranged the things on Feng Chao's table. Unexpectedly, he saw a red sect disciple order on the table that had not yet been sent out.
Red represents the fatwa.
But with Feng Chao's resolute character, he would usually send it out immediately after writing it.
She raised her eyes and met Feng Chao's brows that were about to frown again.
"Senior sister, who is it that you can't bear to kill? Or is it too troublesome?"
Feng Chao sighed helplessly, "I knew I couldn't hide it from you."
Even at this time, she did not forget to test Lin Du, "Come, tell me, what is Article 49 of the sect's rules?"
Lin Du did not answer immediately. She glanced at Feng Chao intently, rubbed the thin callus of her middle finger with her right hand, and then slowly spoke, "Article 49 of the Supreme Sect Rules, if you deviate from the sect's teachings and violate the right path, , who harms fellow disciples, my disciples should personally clean up the family."
Feng Chao lowered his eyes, hummed softly, and then said, "Lin Du, the reason why I'm worried is because Mo Lin is not here. I'm afraid something might happen if you go to the Zhongzhou Competition."
"Mo Lin must be over a hundred years old," Lin Du said bluntly.
Feng Chao tilted his head and thought for a moment, "What? Is that kid over a hundred?"
Lin Du crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Feng Chao looked at the person in front of him in shock, "The little boy is growing up so fast. When he was brought back to our sect, he was still drinking milk."
Lin Du was speechless for a while, then raised his eyes and met Feng Chao's gaze, "The reason why senior sister is worried about the change is because the traitor is here for us, right?"
"Mo Lin's spiritual bones, my premature aging grass, and maybe even Tianwu's strange fire in the future."
"So, who is it?"
Feng Chao felt a little regretful. It was not good for the younger junior sister to be too smart. She only leaked a little bit of information and was able to be peeled off by Lin Du and analyzed an extremely close truth.
"This man was once your eighth senior brother, Wen Fu. We all thought he was dead, but maybe he is not dead."
Lin Du looked into Feng Chao's eyes. There was a heavy sadness suppressed in those phoenix eyes that usually contained light.
Not angry, not impatient, not entangled, but sad.
"We made a deal with Fusifang." Feng Chao paused, "On the surface, Fusifang will protect the privacy of its customers, but in fact it will record the traces left by everyone. This matter is still the responsibility of Lin Tuanshi. Bob told me once."
"Although his appearance has changed drastically, I can still recognize it. It is indeed him."
The pair of phoenix eyes blinked lightly, as fast as the thin wings of a dragonfly flying across the lake in summer.
Lin Du's voice sounded particularly calm, "Maybe it's not him anymore."
"Six hundred years ago, Eighth Senior Brother was the first group of people to go to the Lanju Realm. Over the years, the major sects have been constantly investigating. The Feixing Sect found more than thirty ghosts five years ago, and now there are still eighty-nine I just don’t know the trace yet.”
She no longer uses human quantifiers to describe those ghosts.
"No, it's him." Feng Chao smiled bitterly, "I won't admit my mistake."
"I am the senior sister, and I will never mistake my child."
"His name is Wen Fu, the blessing of blessings. He said that he is ranked eighth and will definitely lead the sect to prosper in the future."
Lin Du stood there and cleared his throat, "Sister, you didn't remember how old Mo Lin was just now."
Feng Chao:......
She suppressed her sadness and pointed outside the door, "Have you completed the maintenance of the farm tools and the sect and Dingjiucheng array this winter? After the maintenance is completed, go and give me the beast-repelling charms distributed to the local villagers for free. Paint it well."
Lin Du was distraught and said in a long tone, "I know..."
Why can't you cut her like a leek?
No, I have to bring my nephews together.
