I really don't want to be a disaster

It took a lot of time to chat with Green all night.

What Yi Lin originally wanted to do was delayed.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, you can enter the hub at any time, so let's wait until the next night.

So Yi Lin quickly got up from the simple bed, fetched water to wash, and picked a few wild fruits native to Fangyuan Mountain to satisfy her hunger and thirst.

When Yi Lin followed the road to the villa on the top of Fangyuan Mountain, the flower girl took her seat on time and started her daily class.

What he taught today is the key points of the layout of each type of formation.

The other six new inner disciples had long been listening eagerly, thirsty for knowledge.

Yi Lin quietly turned on [Like a Shadow] and sat in the corner.

As the flower girl was talking, she suddenly realized that there was one more person. The smile on her face froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

When did this person come?

A thought flashed through the flower girl's mind.

Although Yi Lin was late, there was nothing he could do about it, and it didn't mean he was hard to learn.

He carefully wrote down every word the flower girl said, digested it secretly, and confirmed it with his own knowledge one by one.

He has the basics of magic, crystal patterns, and supreme flow spells, and he can learn them quickly, and he can even draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

As far as array technique is concerned, what Yi Lin finds most interesting is the means of its layout.

Reiki is the core energy supply in the array technique, but there are many sources of this aura supply.In addition to the most authentic spirit stones, magic weapons full of spiritual energy, or other flowers, plants and trees can form a formation, which is very magical.

To put it bluntly, this "asymmetry" also contains the "rules" in it, but the rules are more hazy and not easy to learn.

After one class, it was sunset and dusk.

As a registered disciple, Yi Lin was not qualified to ask questions. While other people came forward to ask questions, Yi Lin quietly left again, and did not have much interaction with the flower girl and others.

"Ren Qingshan stays in the house every day and doesn't go out. It's not easy for him to break into this other garden."

Yi Lin often observed the Bieyuan, although he didn't release his perception, but he knew that Ren Qingshan was inside the house and rarely went out.

He couldn't rush in rashly, lest he startle the snake.

Before night fell, Yi Lin came to the bank of Fangyuan Mountain.

This is the place to find cranes, which is equivalent to a pier or a bus station.

Cranes dance lightly in the sky, their postures are graceful and agile.

"It's quite troublesome if you don't have the qualifications to be an outer disciple."

Yi Lin waited and watched on the pier for a long time, thinking about which crane to ride today, when he happened to see one of the cranes, the dog was stalking, its wings were retracted, and it flew out of the mountain little by little.

"You are the one."

Yi Lin blew a whistle, stretched out her invisible "big finger technique" far away, and poked the crane's buttocks, scaring the crane into convulsions and almost crashing the plane.

When the crane wobbled and came to Yi Lin with a mournful face, Yi Lin finally understood why the crane's movements were so obscene.

What a coincidence, this looks to be the poor crane that Yi Lin once forcibly rode.

"You don't want me to use force, do you?"

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and smiled gently, stroking the crane's feathers.

Xian He hesitated for a moment, then nodded, agreeing.

"Taming monsters seems quite simple."

Yi Lin is familiar with driving a light car and takes off on a crane.

This time, he came to Yanmo Mountain.

On Ren Qingshan's side, after tasting the sweetness of foxes and tigers, Yi Lin didn't bother to talk nonsense, and went straight up the mountain, but was stopped by a disciple of Yanmo Mountain.

"Bold, mere registered disciple, dare to trespass on Yanmo Mountain!"

The inner disciple guarding the gate saw the two named disciple badges hanging on Yi Lin's waist, and immediately became furious.

But while furious, he felt puzzled.

Two... Named disciple badges?

How could it be two yuan?

"Hi brother, I'm in a hurry, and I'm reckless, please forgive me." Yi Lin felt that there was no need to pretend to be aggressive in front of ordinary disciples, so she made a gesture, arched her hands, and said with a smile: "The Chuan Daoyuan and Fangyuanshan will cooperate with each other." The registered disciple, Lin Yi, is ordered by the two elders to meet the elder calligraphy and painting."

Yi Lin felt that her smile was quite kind, but for some reason, the inner disciple who was guarding the gate felt that the smile was full of provocation. Didn’t your parents teach you to abide by the sect rules? Calligraphy and painting elders, are you just a small registered disciple who will see you as soon as you say you want? Where do you think I am, Yanmo Mountain?"

When Yi Lin heard this, she was not angry, her face was calm, she took out the token with no words given by Chen Bei, and said loudly to the courtyard: "Chen Bei's friend Lin Yi, please see the elder calligrapher and painter."

"you--"

Seeing that Yi Lin dared to make loud noises during the rest time of the calligraphy and painting elders, the guard disciple's face turned black.If he can't stop this guy, if the elder calligrapher and painter cares about it, wouldn't it be his fault?

He suddenly took out a thick writing brush from his waist, and pointed at Yi Lin's chest, the tip of the writing brush was not stained with ink, but there was already a little black halo.

"Liangcai, stop."

A lazy voice came from inside the house.

The door opened silently, and a woman with a graceful figure floated in, stepping on a streamer of seven colors.

If you look closely, the seven-color flowing light under the woman's feet is said to be light, but it is actually more like seven-color ink.With the woman's steps, the seven-color ink painting under her feet changes postures, sometimes like flowers, sometimes like stars, and the special effects are very well done.

The woman wore a half-covered mask, and the pattern on the mask was a gorgeous dragon and phoenix embroidery. As the woman approached, the dragon and phoenix on the mask seemed to come alive, and the eyes of the dragon and phoenix shone brightly, as if they were The mask stared at Yi Lin.

While the other party was looking at Yi Lin, Yi Lin was also looking at the calligraphy and painting elder.

According to the information he got from Jian Nanchun in advance.

Calligraphy and painting elder, teacher of Huayan, whose name is unknown, female gender, age is top secret, appearance is unknown, gentle personality, loves to sleep, lives in the house all year round, does not compete with the world, belongs to the most Buddhist elders in the sect, none of them.Currently single and unmarried.

Although I don't know why Jian Nanchun knew so much about the elder calligraphy and painting, but Yi Lin didn't bother to ask more questions when he got the information.

After Shi Huayan asked the gatekeeper disciples to step back, he seemed to look at Yi Lin's face for a moment, and then stretched out his hand towards Yi Lin.

The skin of her fingers is very white, the five fingers are slender, and the nails are polished, giving people a feeling of fragility and tenderness.

This is a woman walking out of the painting.

Yi Lin secretly evaluated the other party's temperament.

Although Shi Huayan wore a dragon and phoenix embroidered mask on his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly.But from her soft voice, no joy or sorrow could be heard, as if she had just woken up and was talking in her sleep every word.

"Let me see... your token."

"it is good."

Yi Lin handed the wordless order to Shi Huayan.

Shi Huayan held the wordless token in his hand, and rubbed his fingers together for a moment.

Yi Lin was familiar with this token a long time ago, there should have been words on it, but the side with words has been worn off, leaving only rough scratches, nothing to look at.

"From today onwards, Lin Yi, you are a famous disciple of Calligraphy and Painting Mountain. Every evening, you can come here to listen in. On the thirteenth day of each month, Master will teach the Dharma in person. Don't forget."

Shi Huayan returned the wordless token to Yi Lin, and there was a slight smile in her voice.

A numbered disciple's identity badge engraved on it floated into Yi Lin's hand along with the wordless token.

So far,

On Yi Lin's waist, there are three waist tags of named disciples.

The three waist badges were strung together on the belt, and they touched together, making a muffled sound.

Yi Lin started to have a headache.

If this continues, his waist... no, his belt, I'm afraid it won't fit!

Chapter 835 Ten Star Chess Game

half a month later.

It is the fifteenth day of the month.

Today is the day for the two preaching elders to routinely preach and dispel doubts.

Many people rode cranes in the sky of Xianshan Mountain, and went to the main peak of Xiandao together as if they were going to a market.

On the way, many disciples in the sect were in groups of threes and twos, whispering.

"Have you heard that a strange person has appeared among the registered disciples recently?"

"Weird man, didn't you mean...Lin Yi?"

"Which Lin Yi?"

"Tsk, which Lin Yi is there? There is only one Lin Yi!"

"I heard that Lin Yiben is a registered disciple recruited by the elders of Chuan Dao Yuan."

"No way? Didn't you say that the two elders of Chuan Dao Yuan haven't accepted disciples for 50 years?"

"So, that Lin Yi must have something special to win the favor of the elder Chuan Gong."

"So what, Lin Yi didn't know what to do, so he turned around and ran to Fangyuan Mountain."

When several people discussed.

Another group of cranes carried three or five monks. They seemed to hear a few people discussing, so they couldn't help but join in the discussion and gossip together.

Gossip is the nature and instinct of human beings.

"Hey, your news is very ill-informed. According to legend, after Lin Yi obtained the qualification as a registered disciple of Fangyuan Mountain, he turned around and ran to Yanmo Mountain again, where he shamelessly approached the elder teacher."

"hiss--"

When everyone heard it, they took a breath of Xianshan cool air.

Someone counted them down with their fingers: "I heard that not only Chuan Daoyuan, Fangyuan Mountain, and Yanmo Mountain, but also Jielu Mountain, Baicao Mountain, and Wenjian Mountain successively accepted Lin Yi as a registered disciple!"

"Ah? These elders, don't you want to lose face? How can you tolerate Lin Yi's gossip?"

"It's not a big deal. I heard that there is a named disciple who heard about Lin Yi's deeds and wanted to follow Lin Yi's actions. Cast the net widely and catch fish frequently, and see if he can be favored by one of them. Qualifications to become an inner disciple. But guess what?"

"What's the matter?" Never expecting to hear such secrets on the road, a group of people gathered together, extremely curious.

"I heard that the registered disciple who imitated Lin Yi was planning to follow Lin Yi's rise and join him one by one. But as soon as he went up to Yuanshan, he was sent flying by Ren Qingshan himself! He was found by disciples in the purple bamboo forest, and has been in a coma for three days and three nights, and his serious injuries will not heal!"

"Wow!"

"Outrageous!"

"awful!"

"sad!"

"Silence!"

"I hope everyone is fine!"

More than a dozen cranes advanced side by side, and the disciples on the cranes all exclaimed in unison.

They thought it was unscientific.

The elders in the door want to save face.

This is a well-known thing.

Once joining a certain branch, which disciples are not obedient and cautious, for fear of offending the master, they will be expelled from the master's sect and sent back to the miscellaneous work class, even the registered disciples will not be able to keep.

But who is this Lin Yi?

To be able to commit crimes repeatedly and succeed again and again?

Could it be that the illegitimate son of an elder in the sect is not successful?

Just when they were about to continue the discussion.

A blue-fronted crane, with a delicate pastry in its long and narrow beak, is flying happily.

On the blue-fronted crane, a young man wearing a green shirt with registered disciples looked hurried, as if he was on his way.

"Shh!"

"It's Lin Yi!"