Lin Du returned to the painful time of focusing on companionship and drinking medicine. Fortunately, she did have important matters to discuss with Feng Chao.
"The Eighth Senior Brother's true form has not been found yet, but his puppets are really everywhere. Yuan Ye's dragon energy also has his handiwork behind it. Now Yuan Ye's dragon energy has..."
Lin Du took the Cultivation World newspaper and read it for a while, his eyes gradually focused, "This matter has actually spread throughout the Cultivation World. Is Fusifang really not run by the Wenfu family?"
This is a good question, but Fusifang has been in the world of cultivation for thousands of years, and its main focus is neutrality. Regardless of whether you are a human, a monster, or a demon, you are treated equally and must follow the rules.
Feng Chao was too lazy to read the Di newspaper, so Lin Du read the summary and focused on the key points.
"What do you think?"
"It's also a good thing. A genius who loses his halo and goes silent will never be coveted by others. Dogs passing by will lick him twice."
Just like Lin Du, who has a lot of meat and stuffed teeth, the evil spirits won't eat it.
Feng Chao smiled and kept writing, "Have you completed the homework assigned to you by your seventh senior sister today?"
Lin Du swallowed the speculations and speculations that were coming to his throat, dug in, took out the half-drawn paper, and picked up the pen with regret.
What kind of good person can draw all the scenery she saw in nearly three hundred days in seven days? Why not let her make a map of a thousand miles of mountains and rivers in seven days?
"Don't complain about your senior sister. She said she has never seen you like any flowers, grass, trees or mountains. You are not sensitive to the changes in the four seasons and cannot resonate with the heaven and earth. How will you become a great person in the future?"
Lin Du was so nagged that he drew Peppa Pig randomly. After he realized what he was doing, he decided to make the mistake and glue it up with a few more pictures. He could just draw a picture of a thousand miles of mountains and rivers. It was a small one anyway, so just cover it up.
Lindu built a pavilion in the sky, and built a pavilion on Peppa Pig. It was a mountain and a pine tree, and it was done perfunctorily.
So seven days later, Feng Yi opened the scroll and found that Lin Du had honestly drawn a long scroll. He felt deeply in his heart that he had grown up and was still knowledgeable when he went out. He took the scroll to show off to his second senior brother.
"The framework is very good. Although it is too technical and lacks artistic conception, it is still remarkable, that is..."
Cang Li's hand touched a very small area, which was a pavilion halfway up the green mountain on the edge of the paper. "Is this smearing the ink?"
Obviously not, it's a respectable thing, with two circles in one circle, just like making a snowman, but it's just not right, it's ridiculously rough in the middle of a landscape with light ink, and it's even a little funny.
It was probably drawn with line drawing. It's so small that you wouldn't even notice it unless you looked closer.
"Is this child...not careful?" Cang Li pondered his words.
Feng Yi didn't think this was careless. Lin Du had never been careless. It was all intentional, deliberate, and planned for a long time.
"You said...have you reached your rebellious stage? Don't you want to study hard?"
The senior brothers and sisters were so frightened by this guess.
However, Yuan Ye, who was passing by, gave a friendly reminder, "When did my junior uncle stop being rebellious?"
Cang Li thought for a while, "Really?"
Feng Yi calmed down, "That's true too."
When I saw her write from big characters to small characters before, I really thought that she had tempered her temper, but she still needed to temper it.
So Lin Duxi proposed a month of additional training.
The person involved expressed regret, very much.
Feng Chao would sometimes pamper him, but Feng Yi never pampered her.
This is probably the difference between the head teacher and the director of the teaching department.
For a month, Lin Du was like a wandering spirit, with his arms hanging down. Cang Li once went to the library and saw the junior sister concentrating on practicing her pen. She went to get a drink of water without raising her head, and almost wiped out the rinse on the table. I drank the pen water as tea.
Cang Li couldn't help but drag Feng Yi to discuss outside the library, "Don't push me too hard, junior sister. That kid is so young. There's no one like you who can practice until his hands are shaking and won't stop writing."
Feng Yi still looked the same, as upright and well-behaved as the little matchstick figure that Lin Du occasionally drew madly. Hearing this, he just glanced at him and said, "Why didn't you tell me when you were learning the instrument so hard that your hands started to bleed?"
Lin Du listened through the window and realized that the Supreme Sect was all kings of scrolls!
"No, what on earth do you want to do? She is an array master, why do you insist on asking her to draw those paintings? Is it just to temper your mind? Why not come to my place and listen to music to purify your mind."
As Cang Li was talking, he suddenly thought of something and slowly took a step back, "Feng Yi, you don't expect Lin Du to enter Tiangong Building one day, do you?"
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and pushed back Lin Du's spiritual consciousness, "Isn't it possible? No one can enter the Tiangong Building so far, and no one can get the inheritance of the ancient gods in it. I can't use the medium to separate it. You can’t be recognized even if you make a talisman in vain, Lin Du is extremely talented, so he must give it a try.”
Lin Du felt his consciousness being pushed back, his ears buzzed, and he couldn't hear anything.
Desperate Lin Du: ...hehe, you still don’t want people to listen to you when you say trivial things!
Lin Du, who was angry and rebellious, turned around and ran away with Xia Wu and Yan Qing after seeing the news about Mo Shuang Xuanhua in the Di newspaper.
Fresh flowers must be picked, and fresh white moonlight must be seen.
Lingtong Cliff is in the south of Zhongzhou. It was afternoon when Lin Du and the others arrived. It was vaguely visible that there were many people gathered at the bottom of the cliff, and some of them were not taking the usual route. They were hanging on the cliff wall that was almost cut with a knife from top to bottom. .
This cliff is extremely high, but the miasma at the bottom of the cliff persists for years. The thick fog and dense vegetation block all sight. The terrain is rugged, with towering cliffs on three sides. It is extremely dangerous, and the only way to survive is without a safe way into the mountain. , the nearby herb collectors have never actually entered the bottom of the cliff.
The magnetic field here is so special that the airship cannot fly in it at all, and it will take a lot of effort to get down.
"...The Di newspaper said that there is a Mo Shuang Xuanhua down here. How did you discover it?" Lin Du landed on the top of the cliff and frowned.
Yan Qing shook his head, "Young uncle, you searched the library all night and couldn't find a map. There are only sporadic records, and some people even paid the price with their lives, which shows that few people have developed this place."
It is common for Tianpin spiritual plants to grow in strange places, but where did you get this news?
"It should be the change of the birth of Lingyun and Baoguang." Xia Tian Wu is very experienced, "Did you hear it?"
Lin Du nodded. The sound of fighting with gold and stone and bursts of shouts kept coming from the bottom of the cliff. If you listen carefully, you can hear that it is not the sound of people fighting. Coupled with the restrained and light aura in the air, mature medical practitioners can rely on The records in the book tell what kind of baby was born.
"Shall we go down now?" Yan Qing regretted not bringing Yuan Ye, at least he had many tools.
Lin Du glanced around at the scattered people on the top of the cliff, "Don't be in a hurry, it will be mature soon."
She is looking for someone.
The target was quickly found.
"Isn't that...a Taoist fellow from the Guiyuan Sect?" Yan Qing also followed Lin Du's gaze and asked, "Why do they wear disciple uniforms wherever they go?"
"Probably...because of poverty." Lin Du said deeply.
Yan Qing: Huh? Makes sense.
But seeing that man wearing a gold and white uniform of a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, he stood out among a crowd of people. From a distance, he looked like a bright golden sun, with a rugged appearance. The other man next to him was wearing a white dress and looked pure and pure. Loneliness and pride.
Lin Du clicked his tongue and turned to look at Xia Wu.
Well, I didn't wear anything white today. In order to match what Lin Du said about "surprise and change the situation," the three of them were all dressed in dark clothes. They could be considered gentlemen by covering their faces.
Lin Du sighed. She had no problem with Bai Yueguang, and she had no problem with Bai Bai. She hoped he was a good person. After all... Yan Qing seemed to admire this girl quite a bit.
"Yan Qing, that person next to Wu Xi is Cui Yujun?"
Yan Qing responded, and then saw his junior uncle Shi Shiran, who never took the initiative to socialize outside, put his feet up.
"Hey, wizard nephew, what a coincidence. You haven't paid back this year's money yet. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Now that you've met, let's settle this year's debt."
