I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Yi Lin still has many questions to ask.

After asking, Yi Linwen became addicted.

In the hub, the small coconuts and small white flowers are almost cold.

But for Yi Lin, the problem is not big.

Isn't this a fact that has long been known?

The bat didn't know if it was tired or lazy or not in love. After speaking, his wings flicked, and he flew to the tree and curled up, clutching the poor and stunted "Charming Coconut" with his paws, closing his eyes and hoarding it.

Yi Lin was helpless, he thought about entering the spiritual space, and it was not too long, so he went back outside.

At this point, Yi Lin finally unlocked a new way of playing mentally, coming and going freely.

With his eyes opened and closed, he returned to the Mulu.

Outside the house, the bird's cry was crisp, wisps of glare penetrated through the gaps in the wooden cottage, casting a mottled halo on Yi Lin's face.

Its daybreak.

Unexpectedly, the whole night would have passed.

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

What Yi Lin wanted to do was delayed.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, you can enter the hub at any time, just wait for the next night to talk about it.

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 his hunger and thirst.

When Yi Lin followed the road to Fangyuan Mountain Peak Villa, the flower girl took his seat on time and began to teach daily.

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

The other six new inner disciples have long listened eagerly, thirsty for knowledge.

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

As the flower girl was talking, she suddenly noticed that there was another person, her smile stiffened, but she soon recovered her calm.

When did this person come?

An idea flashed through Flower Girl's mind.

Even though Yi Lin was late, there was nothing he could do, and it didn't mean he was not easy to learn.

He carefully memorized every word of Flower Girl, and secretly digested it, confirming it with his own knowledge one by one.

He has the foundation of magic, crystal pattern technique, and supreme flow spells.

The array technique that Yi Lin found the most interesting was the method of its layout.

Aura is the core energy supply in the formation technique, but the supply of aura can come from more sources. In addition to the most upright spirit stones, magic weapons with aura, or other flowers and trees can form a formation, which is very magical.

To put it bluntly, this "asymmetry" also contains the "rules", but the rules are more obscure and difficult to learn.

After a lesson, it's sunset again.

As a named disciple, Yi Lin was not qualified to ask questions. When others came forward to ask questions, Yi Lin quietly left, without much interaction with Huatong and the others.

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

Yi Lin often observes the Bieyuan Garden. Although he doesn't let out his perception, he knows that Ren Qingshan is in the house and rarely goes out.

He can't just break in rashly, so as not to startle the snake.

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

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

The cranes danced gracefully in the sky, their postures were elegant and extremely agile.

"It's very troublesome without the qualifications of an outside disciple."

Yi Lin watched on the dock for a long time, thinking about the crane to ride today, when he happened to see one of the cranes, awkward, with its wings shrunk and flying out of the mountain little by little.

"You are the one."

Yi Lin blew a whistle, stretched out the invisible "big finger technique" far away, and poked behind the crane's buttocks, making the crane convulsive and almost crashing.

When the crane swayed and came to Yi Lin with a weeping face, Yi Lin finally understood why the crane's movements were so wretched.

Really fate, this seems to be the poor crane that Yi Lin once rode.

"You don't want me to use strong?"

Yi Lin squinted and smiled gently, stroking the feathers of the crane.

The crane hesitated for a moment, nodded, and agreed.

"Tame monsters seems quite simple."

Yi Lin drove well, riding a crane to take off.

This time, he came to Yanmo Mountain.

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

"Bold, a mere named disciple, dare to trespass into Yanmo Mountain!"

The disciple of the inner door guarding the gate saw that Yi Lin was wearing two registered disciple badges on his waist, and he was immediately furious.

But at the same time he was furious, he felt puzzled.

Two... Named disciple waist cards?

How could it be two yuan?

"Hello brother, I'm a bit in a hurry, I have some recklessness, and I hope to forgive me." Yi Lin felt that there was no need to pretend to be forceful in front of ordinary disciples. The named disciple, Lin Yi, came to see the painting and calligraphy elders by the order of the two elders."

Yi Lin felt that he had a kind smile, but the inner disciple who was guarding the door felt that his smile was full of provocation, for some reason, he squeezed the technique, prepared to be rough, and said coldly: "Huh, where is the named disciple? Didn’t your parents teach you to abide by the door rules? Elder painting and calligraphy, is it a little named disciple of yours who sees you when you see? Where do you think Yanmo Mountain is?"

Hearing this, Yi Lin didn't feel angry and looked calm. He took out the wordless token gifted by Chenbei, and said loudly to the courtyard: "Friend of Chenbei, Lin Yi, please see the elder of calligraphy and painting."

"you--"

The gatekeeper turned black when the gatekeeper saw Yi Lin dared to make a loud noise during the elder calligraphy and painting break time. If he can't stop this fellow, if the painting and calligraphy elders care about it, wouldn't it be his fault?

He suddenly took out the thick brush from his waist and pointed it to Yi Lin's chest. The tip of the brush was not stained with ink, but it had brought out a little black halo.

"Liangcai, stop."

A lazy voice came from inside the house.

The door opened silently, and a graceful woman drifted to her feet with seven-color streamers.

Looking closely, the seven-color streamer under the woman's feet, said to be light, is actually more like seven-color ink. With the woman's steps, the seven-color ink washes under her feet change their postures, sometimes like flowers, sometimes like stars, and the special effects are very sufficient.

The woman wore a half-mask mask on her face. The pattern on the mask was a pair of gorgeous dragon and phoenix embroidery. As the woman approached, the dragon and phoenix on the mask seemed to come alive, and the dragon and phoenix’s eyes showed gleaming eyes. Staring at Yi Lin on the mask.

While the opponent was looking at Yi Lin, Yi Lin was also looking at the calligraphy and painting elders.

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

The painting and calligraphy elder, the teacher paints smoke, does not know the true or false name, gender is female, age is top secret, appearance is not known, gentle personality, loves to sleep, lives in the house all the year round, has nothing to do with the world, belongs to the most Buddhist elder in the door, there is no one. She is currently single and has not yet married a couple.

Although it is not clear why Jian Nanchun knew so much about the painting and calligraphy elders, Yi Lin was too lazy to ask if the information was available.

After the teacher painted smoke to make the goalkeeper retreat, he looked at Yi Lin's face for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to Yi Lin.

The skin of her fingers is very white, her five fingers are slender, and her nails are shiny, and she looks weak and tender.

This is a woman walking out of the painting.

Yi Lin secretly evaluated the other's temperament in his heart.

Although the teacher painted smoke on his face with dragon and phoenix embroidery, he couldn't see his expression clearly. But from her soft voice, she couldn't hear the joys and sorrows, as if she had just woke up and was dreaming every word.

"Let me see... your token."

"good."

Yi Lin handed the wordless order to Shi Huayan.

Master Painted Smoke held the wordless token in his hand and rubbed his fingers for a moment.

This token, Irin, has been quite familiar for a long time. There should have been words on it, but the side with words has been rubbed off, leaving only a rough scratch~www.readwn.com~ nothing good.

"From today, Lin Yi, you are the famous disciple of the calligraphy and painting mountain. You can come here every evening to listen to it. Every thirteenth month, you will be taught by your teacher personally. Don't forget."

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

A signed disciple's identity badge with a number on one side floated into Yi Lin's hand along with the wordless token.

So far,

Yi Lin hung a full three-sided disciple's waist badge on his waist.

Three waist cards were tied to the belt, and when they touched one, they made a muffled noise.

Yi Lin started to have a headache.

If you continue to do this, his waist... No, his belt, I'm afraid it won't fit!

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