Lin Du feels that there is some benefit to pretending to be blind. For example, now, when a bunch of people come up to congratulate you, you can pretend to be an innocent blind person and face countless probing eyes.
She was wondering whether to find another gauze to cover herself, and a familiar voice sounded in her ears, "Congratulations, the leader of the youth of Zhongzhou."
Lin Du: ...the street runner in Dongming Realm is really never absent.
She took out a piece of gauze and covered her eyes again. The old god pretended to be blind and didn't reply.
"It's such a pity that your head and eyes have turned gray due to cultivation at such a young age. Do you want me to teach you to be good?"
Lin Du listened to Wei Zhi's ramble and finally responded, "Long time no see. Master Wei Zhi is in need of someone to talk to?"
"Indeed, after all, I just came back from an extremely cold place." Wei Zhi was not annoyed, "Xue Ling's inner elixir? When have you been to an extremely cold place?"
"Last life." Lin Du opened his mouth.
Danger:...
"I'm telling you the truth."
"What I said is all the truth." Lin Du was also very innocent.
Wei Zhi sighed and stopped talking in circles, "I guess you haven't digested the core of Xue Yuan Dan yet? Do you know why it is risky to directly refine the inner elixir of a powerful monster?"
"It's true that I don't have the experience you have." After Lin Du finished speaking, he was surprised by his rude attitude towards Wei Zhi. This was not the emotional intelligence she had.
She must have been influenced by the spirit, otherwise why would she be so rude to him now that she knew the danger was no longer a crisis?
"Don't forget, all the spirits born in the world are favored by heaven and are extremely difficult to kill."
"Including real dragons, right?"
"Well, including the real dragon." Wei Zhi's voice was very calm, "The final core of Xue Yuandan is also the true origin of Xue Ling. Once it is refined, all the aura in her body including the use of the laws of heaven will belong to you, but If something goes wrong in your refining..."
"You will be completely devoured and assimilated by the Snow Spirit. Your current appearance... is almost the same as that of the Snow Spirit."
Under the white gauze, Lin Du's eyes flashed slightly.
So the dangerous dragon scales are being assimilated because they cannot be suppressed?
"So I don't recommend that you devour the last core of the snow spirit without being sure."
After Wei Zhi finished speaking, he waited for Lin Du's response.
It's rare for him to be so kind. After all, he can be regarded as a half-master. Can this kid remember it well?
Lin Du's voice came softly, "Thank you."
Wei Zhi realized that he was bored, so he cut off the sound transmission neatly, turned around and left.
He'd better go bury him in the snow nest.
Lin Du breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Feng Yi had taken the reward back and handed it to Mo Lin.
The 100th generation disciple of the Supreme Sect will probably usher in the first strong man of the fourth period soon.
In the Dongming Realm, the Huiyang Realm monks in the fourth period are the backbone of the sect's power, and the fifth period can already be powerful in controlling mountains, the sixth period is rare, and the seventh period monks can now be counted on one hand. come out.
Mo Lin held the Wudinglong Bamboo and looked at his junior uncle, speechless for a moment.
Over the years, everyone in Zhongzhou Continent has been spreading rumors that his spiritual bones were destroyed and his genius was annihilated. It will be difficult to advance in the rest of his life. The Supreme Sect and himself have adopted a tacit attitude in order to confirm this matter.
Now that Wuding Longzhu has been obtained, he has been raising it for a full ten years and has been stagnant in the Dzogchen realm for ten years, just to wait for this moment.
It was impossible not to be excited, but precisely because of this, he felt even more ashamed of his junior uncle.
He was forced out of seclusion, his head was full of white hair, and he even had problems with his eyes, but he still insisted on competing. He was... the first to move the top ten people in Zhongzhou.
Lin Du could feel the emotions brewing in her master nephew through the gauze. She spoke to suppress his thoughts and said, "Hurry back and find your uncle Jiang Liang. After taking it, you can go into seclusion and advance as soon as possible. I believe you, after you get out of seclusion." Farm well, our Supreme Sect’s land cannot be left unused, and it’s best to catch up with this year’s autumn harvest.”
Mo Lin withdrew his simmering emotion and said, "I'll try my best."
Why do you think my junior uncle means that she won't come back for the autumn harvest?
After half a year of seclusion, it coincides with the autumn harvest. There are so many acres of fine spiritual fields in the Supreme Sect...it's so sad.
Feng Yi looked at Lin Du and hesitated to speak. He wanted to lecture, but he couldn't speak, and finally he sighed.
Sad.
You can't say that Lin Du was wrong about this matter, but precisely because he was right, it makes people even more worried.
For a long time, she wanted to reach out and pat Lin Du on the head, but when she raised her hand, she realized that Lin Du was already taller than her, so she could only pat her shoulder instead, "Sacrifice others first."
Lin Du lowered his eyes and smiled, "Who said I wasn't trying to save myself?"
They had drained a lot of the sect's inner treasury over the years, and Lin Du kept making soups and medicines every day, which were all made from spiritual stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures collected by his predecessors.
Lin Du was in charge of the inner treasury, so he could clearly see clearly that there were contributions from Mo Lin, Feng Yi, and even Hou Cang's huge contributions.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
Under the twilight, the young man's white hair was dyed with a layer of gold. Lin Du's voice could still clearly reach the eardrums of the people nearby despite the noise.
"I'm just here to take first place and fulfill my bet with Master. As for the reward, that's incidental."
"After all, my master wants me to become the second miracle in the world, and now is the first step."
At the age of twenty-five, he won the first place in the Zhongzhou Competition. The next step is... the leader of the formation.
Lin Du smiled and said, "The master's teachings are passed on. Disciples dare not live up to their master's expectations."
Feng Yi realized that it turned out to be Yan Ye's fault.
Sure enough, that person is almost useless at teaching children.
The five members of the Supreme Sect are all qualified to enter the Cave of the Relics. This is an even greater opportunity than the material rewards.
After the qualified monks gather together, they will be transported into it by the responsible power.
Lin Du was standing in the queue with a group of apprentice nephews, and turned to look at the feast where one person was standing.
She extended a friendly invitation, "Want to come together?"
Fengyan glanced at these people, nodded, and walked over.
Although they will probably be separated after entering the Relic Palace Cave Heaven, it is also good to get to know these top geniuses in Zhongzhou and make personal connections.
Lin Du even booked a banquet with them.
Yan Qing was from a noble family. He took one more look at the feast and said to Lin Du, "I have seen almost all the children of the Jiang family, but I have never heard of such a person."
"She's so much older than you. She's a generation behind you. It's normal that I haven't seen him before."
Lin Du paused, "Besides, who doesn't have secrets?"
Yan Qing was thoughtful, but it was impossible for the Jiang family to let their bloodline, which could practice the Zhulong Sword Technique, wander outside, or even enter an unpopular kitchen cultivating sect.
Ni Jinxuan looked at the feast and accidentally met her eyes. She simply smiled at her and said, "Fellow Taoist's sword skills are very powerful! You have so many culinary skills!"
To be able to push my junior uncle to that level, he must be a very powerful person.
Feng Yan accepted the overture with a smile, and then heard the next sentence, "I'm so envious of your sect, there must be a lot of delicious food in every meal!"
Feng Yan glanced at the little girl again, and then at the young man in red who nodded behind him.
Don’t you, the geniuses of the Supreme Sect, all focus on something wrong?
Most people in the world look down on kitchen cultivators, and many large sects and high-level monks regard food as something that hinders their spiritual practice. Why is this Supreme Sect different from other families?
