I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Needless to say, Zhong Lin, who has been able to survive in the handyman class for ten years and finally made it to the top, is so tenacious.

He comes from a poor family in the dunya.

It's not the same as the princess.

Ten years ago, when Zhong Lin was seven years old, a bloodthirsty monster slaughtered his village, and his parents died.

A cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Gate passed by, cut off the demon class, and took him back to the Heavenly Sword Gate by the way.

He felt that his life would be changed as a result.

The elder in charge of the formation recruited ten inner disciples in an exceptional manner, one carrot and one hole, and one less one.

The hundreds of outer disciples who came here were all for this pit.

Even among them, many people hoped to join the commandment elders or sword elders at first.

In the Heavenly Sword Gate, the commandment elders and the sword-holding elders are the most popular among the master candidates in the gate.

But there was no way. The gates of the commandment elders and the sword-holding elders were crowded and it was already full. The other disciples of the outer sect looked eagerly, wanting to lick them, but could not wait for the opportunity.

Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to stand up.

Although he had put in a lot of effort in order to join Ren Qingshan's sect, he was too shallow and couldn't see through the methods of the flower girl.

But right now, the three sticks of incense are about to burn out.

Just when Zhong Lin was about to try to break into the formation, Yi Lin's reminder came in his ears.

Zhong Lin's first reaction was that Yi Lin was joking.

Don't move, wait for it to be eliminated?

Do you know how many years I Zhong Lin waited for this opportunity?

After Yi Lin said that, he lowered his head again, cutting the wood, and said no more.

Zhong Lin looked back at Yi Lin.

A vigorous young man with a smile on his face, calm and indifferent.

Somehow, originally he didn't believe it, but Zhong Lin somehow believed it.

A ridiculous idea arose in Zhong Lin's heart. If he didn't believe it, the other party might stand up and beat him.

As a result, Zhong Lin's **** sitting on the ground just lifted up and dropped it, and then slammed it back.

He took a deep breath, his limbs trembling slightly.

Young boys and girls raised their butts and entered the formation.

One by one, they were confused and lost in the formation.

Zhong Lin didn't have time to pay attention to the others, but stared at the last stick of incense that was about to burn out, struggling harder than anyone else.

He was still thinking about Yi Lin's words over and over in his mind.

Why doesn't it move?

Why can't I move if I want to pass the assessment?

What about Mao?

Is it fun?

This is not fun.

...

"time up."

The flower girl's voice interrupted Zhong Lin's thoughts and pulled him back to reality.

As the last scent of incense ash fell into the incense burner and the sandalwood extinguished, the scenery in front of Zhong Lin and Yi Lin was in a trance. After a while, they suddenly realized that they did not know when they moved their position and sat by the courtyard wall.

In front of the two, there is that line.

...They are outside the boundaries!

Zhong Lin was shocked.

When did it come out! ?

Zhong Lin raised his head in amazement at the unexpected result, and found that after the end, like them, there were still five people outside the circle.

Including Yi Lin and Zhong Lin, there are a total of seven people.

Three women and four men.

The oldest is a tall young man with a short beard. He seems to be twenty-five and six years old, and he must have suffered a lot in the handyman class.

The youngest is a little girl with croissants. She looks about eleven or twelve years old, staring with flawless eyes, curiously looking at the other "brothers in the same discipline" who passed the Flower Girl exam.

"Time is up."

Yi Lin said softly, with a bit of regret in his tone, but watching him stop the knife, he seemed to regret that there was not enough time for him to complete the work at hand.

The flower girl's long sleeves swept away, and the hundred people in the circle woke up in ignorance, and found that when they were in the circle, some were disappointed, some cried with their headaches, and some cried with the next door.

But no one dared to splash around here. It is normal for the skills to be inferior to others. Under the guidance of the flower girl, the disqualified person slumped down the mountain.

"From today onwards, the flower girl is very happy to meet you younger brothers and sisters." The flower girl fell beside everyone, blinked, and said with a smile: "Welcome to join Fangyuan Mountain."

This kind of opportunity to skip the outer door and go straight to the inner door is very rare. Ten years may not have such an opportunity.

In other words, this is a great opportunity!

Except for Yi Lin, the other disciples were excited and couldn't help it.

With that said, the flower girl handed out the exclusive waist cards of the inner disciples to seven people.

The number of the waist card is of course also random, but the number of the number is smaller, two digits.

Yi Lin's number was twenty-three.

Seven people introduced each other.

Except for Zhong Lin and Yi Lin, the remaining three women and two men are Ding Rou, Yiqiu, Gongsun Yan'er, Chai Kang, and Ge Zhuang.

Yi Lin simply wrote down the name and didn't talk, because he didn't think he would have too much friendship in the future.

But what makes Yi Lin feel strange is that it’s because of the different customs of each vein. Jian Nanchun introduced himself before... A disciple of the Tianjianmen sword generation, it seems that his name implies a seniority, but now it seems that the flower girl There are no plans to change their names.

But that's okay, Yi Lin has become accustomed to others calling him Lin Yi in this life, and suddenly becomes "Sword One", "Sword Twenty-Three" or something, and he is still a bit uncomfortable.

It sounds like a sword... it's a sword.

Thinking of the scene when he and Jian Nanchun met in the future, he shouted "Brother Sword" and replied with "Brother Sword", Yi Lin couldn't help but shook his head again and again.

If this is the case, this inner disciple, it doesn't matter if he doesn't enter.

Ren Qingshan did not show up during the whole process, and Huatong explained the rules of Fang Yuanshan for the newcomer.

"Every morning, my teacher will teach you lessons on behalf of you."

"On the fifteenth of each month, the teacher will preach by himself. Remember, cherish the opportunity and don't delay."

"After March, the Master will take you to Wenjian Mountain with you, and find your fate flying sword."

"If Ruoer and others performed well, they even had a chance to be recognized as Sumina Precepts."

"..."

The flower girl mentioned the precautions in Fangyuan Mountain by the way.

For example, where can I go and where I cannot go.

Where can I go during the day and cannot go at night, where I can go at night, and cannot go during the day, etc.

After speaking of such cumbersome provisions, Yi Lin Ji remembered it, but it was said that he was dizzy, and the rules of the secret road were much more than that of the missionary garden, and I wondered if I found the wrong place.

But when Yi Lin remembered his purpose of coming to Fangyuan Mountain, he firmed up his ideas again...not forgetting his original intention.

After the flower girl had finished speaking, she asked Yi Lin and others to find an unowned wooden cottage in Fangyuan Mountain as a place to live.

From the beginning to the end, the flower girl never mentioned the details of the assessment, let alone how they saw through the mystery of the formation, Zhong Lin looked muddled, and felt that he could pass the assessment, it was a speculation, and he was not at ease in his heart.

When the others left the yard according to Yan and found a wooden house in Fangyuan Mountain to settle down, Yi Lin hesitated for a moment, and said to the delicate back of the flower girl:

"This... brother, please stay."

Yi Lin hesitated, whether he called the other senior sister or senior, but after careful observation, Yi Lin felt that it was more appropriate to call senior.

Sure enough, the flower girl was not unhappy, with a sweet smile on her face. This smile looks very comfortable in the eyes of others, but Yi Lin always feels that there is something hidden behind this smile.

"Junior Brother Lin Yi, what's unclear, but it's okay to say."

Yi Lin held the waist card of "Fangyuanshan No. 23 Inner Gate" that he had just received in his hand, and asked:

"Excuse me, does this mean that I can no longer join other elders?"

When the flower girl heard this, she seemed to have heard a ridiculous joke, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "The younger brother is straight-hearted, just talk about it in front of me, don’t say it in front of the master. Fang Yuanshan’s inner gate qualification, but How can you have such an absurd idea that many people can't ask for a blessing."

"But besides formation technique, I also want to learn something else, such as medicine pill, kendo, refining weapon, strange door and so on."

"Junior, greedy and useless."

"I'm just eager to learn."

"Don't know what is good or bad."

Huatong smiled, but in those clear eyes, there was a chill that was hard to detect by others.

Yi Lin touched it in his arms, took out the wordless waist card that Chenbei gave when he was drunk, and shook it in front of the flower girl: "Can I only be a registered disciple? It's the kind that only learns and doesn't need to be responsible. "

Yi Lin personally believes that there are many benefits to named disciples.

It can be passed through thousands of flowers without any leaves touching the body.

"This is……"

The pupils of the flower girl shrank slightly, and the coldness in her eyes disappeared. What he was surprised was not because of the wordless waist card in Yi Lin's hand... He was surprised that with his qualifications in the Heavenly Sword Gate, he didn't even recognize what this waist card was. Could it be that this Lin Yi himself engraved his waist card to confuse the audience?

Wow--

suddenly.

Behind the flower girl, a gust of wind blew out for no reason.

Ren Qingshan, with a slightly fat belly, appeared behind the flower girl out of thin air.

Yi Lin frowned. Although he pretended to be a little white sheep, he had the inside story there. But when Ren Qingshan appeared, he couldn't react, and didn't notice how Ren Qingshan "teleported" to the flower. Behind the boy.

"Who gave you this thing?"

No emotion can be seen from Ren Qingshan's face, neither salty nor light.

"...Chenbei."

Yi Lin did not hide ~www.readwn.com~ Which Chenbei? "

"That Chenbei in the handyman class."

When answering, Yi Lin secretly wondered, could it be that Ren Qingshan meant that there were many Chenbei?

"..."

After Ren Qingshan confirmed "which" Chenbei, he was silent for a while. After silence, Ren Qingshan waved his hand, and in Huatong's surprised eyes, he took back the waist badge that represented the identity of the inner disciple, turned and left, and walked back into the house step by step.

"Fangyuanshan's registered disciple Lin Yi, from today onwards, you are allowed to listen and not to ask questions."

"good."

Yi Lin immediately agreed, withdrew the wordless token, and smiled openly.

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