I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Finally...Irin fell asleep for no apparent reason.

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Green especially likes to sleep.

Yi Lin was curious about whether Green was a male or a female, and he had such a regular schedule.

On the contrary, Yi Lin forced himself into a top, spinning day and night.

Day by day, night by night, rain or shine, day and night.

Lin Yi, a super model worker and a chaotic, unknowingly, became a celebrity in Tianjianmen.

Many people may not know who Jian Nanchun is, and who is Chao Rushuang, but they will definitely know Lin Yi.

Because Lin Yi's appearance frequency is too high.

In any vein of Tianjianmen, Lin Yi can almost be seen whenever there are public lectures.

Some people feel very puzzled that the energy of monks is not endless, no monk can master every kind of Taoism. A monk who can learn something in one of them will be able to run wild in the circle. But Lin Yi, one who wants to learn, that one wants to understand, the wind and the rain, really need to be so greedy?

Many people sneered at Lin Yi's diligence and expressed disdain.

They secretly said that Lin Yi didn't know how to get into the relationship, and he was actually favored by many elders.

The last named disciple who wanted to imitate Lin Yi was still lying in the ward of Baicaotang and had not been discharged. With the warning from the car before, no one would dare to be like Lin Yi and Meng Lang, who licked the elder and turned his head to lick. Next person.

Another month passed in a blink of an eye.

On this Tianxian Island, the sky is overflowing with clouds, the sky is rolling and the clouds are full of seven colors of brilliance.

Yi Lin yawned and appeared on Yanmo Mountain with two faint dark circles under his eyes.

The inner disciple of the goalkeeper, Quan Temei knew Lin Yi, and before Lin Yi showed his waist card, the disciple of the goalkeeper changed his face and took the initiative to step aside and put Lin Yi in.

"Thank you brother."

Yi Lin was very polite, arched his hands and smiled inside.

After entering the yard, Yi Lin couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw the teacher painting smoke still wearing the weird dragon and phoenix embroidered face, and she was dressed in layers of snow-white veil, which could cover her bare feet. She was sitting at a low table, using a large brush to paint with joy.

On the yellowed scroll, there are mountains and water. She uses simple thick fresh water ink to outline a vivid landscape map.

There are not many disciples in Yanmo Mountain, not counted as Lin Yi, the sum of the inner gate, outer gate, and registered name is only a handful of about twenty people.

They were all sitting quietly in the yard at the moment, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Yi Lin vaguely understood the origin of this atmosphere, and the teacher's posture in painting smoke was too dusty, as if it was a sin to disturb this tranquility.

Immediately, even though Yi Lin didn't bring painting equipment, he quietly sat down and enjoyed the rare peace.

After a while.

The teacher's slender finger strokes paused for a while before he raised his head and looked at Yi Lin who deliberately hid in the corner. A gentle smile came from behind the dragon and phoenix embroidered face: "Lin Yi, you are here."

Swish.

Shi Huayan's words instantly filled Yi Lin's hatred in the hearts of other disciples.

Speaking of it, one thing is weird.

The teacher draws cigarettes and collects all male disciples.

In other words, all those who came to Shihuayan to sign up were male disciples.

All colors, no duplicates.

Yi Lin quickly lowered his head, pretending not to hear.

But Shi Huayan didn't intend to let him go. He changed his sitting position, with the snow-white arches slightly curved, and waved to Yi Lin: "Lin Yi, come here to be the teacher."

It was too late for Yi Lin to turn around and run, so he could only stand next to Shi Huayan with the sight of other people like a rain of bullets.

The teacher painted smoke is the most unassuming of all the elders. He patted the open space around him at random and asked Yi Lin to sit down.

"How do you think of painting for the teacher."

Asked the teacher painted smoke.

Yi Lin scratched his forehead, took a serious look, and answered honestly: "Very good."

"What's the good thing?"

"Mountains are like mountains, and waters are like water."

Yi Lin thought for a while and answered.

"like?"

"like."

"So, what about it."

The teacher painted the smoke with a smile and swiped it down. From the tip of the pen, there was a drop of thick ink, ticking and dripping on the painting. At the same time as splashes of water appeared, the drop of ink actually seemed to be dripping in a pond, and the ink fainted. , Swaying out a circle of ripples.

Yi Lin opened his mouth, and when he raised his head again, he noticed that the surrounding scenery had changed.

He is in a black and white world, and the landscape in the painting has turned into the surrounding scenery. And he and his teacher painting smoke are sitting in the water. Not far away is the Feiliu waterfall. When the waterfall drops a thousand feet straight, the water vapor evaporates, so that the entire valley is surrounded by the misty mist, creating a unique mood.

"Created a ‘Smoke Mo Qi Tan’ for the teacher. Under the pen and ink, you have a world of your own. Do you want to learn?"

Of course this is a thought, do I need to ask?

Yi Lin nodded decisively: "Is this an illusion?"

"Yes, nor is it. What is fantasy?"

"To confuse people is illusion."

Shi Huayan smiled, she drew a small knife in front of her again, like magic, Shi Huayan will obviously be a two-dimensional ink ink knife, held in her hand, and opened her palm to Yi Lin: "Get your hand. ."

Yi Lin hesitated, but still put his hand on Shi Huayan's hand.

The teacher painted smoke and used a knife to gently cut a thin cut in Yi Lin's fingertips, and the blood overflowed.

Yi Lin even felt the pain.

"The imaginary, the real, the real, the illusion, and the comfortable heart."

The teacher draws the flue.

Yi Lin seemed to realize it again.

Full understanding has this benefit.

"The'Yan Mo Qi Tan' painted by Shi Yan seems to be an advanced mental attack. It is somewhat similar to my'Mind Body'. When the mental attack is realistic to a certain extent, even the body believes that he has been attacked. The corresponding parts will naturally be traumatized. Well, there are many lessons to be learned."

Yi Lin secretly said in his heart, but his face showed a young studious look.

I do not know how long it has been.

The scroll in front of the teacher painted smoke is covered with mountains and rivers, covered with flowers and trees.

Yi Lin noticed that there was a hip flask among the flowers. I don't know when the teacher painted the smoke.

Finally.

The teacher Huayan asked casually, "The two elders Ram Black and Ram White, how are you doing now?"

Why do you suddenly ask if the black and white two sheep are good?

However, Yi Lin heard that Shi Huayan hardly went out of the mountain gate and never interacted with other lines, so he was not surprised. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "It's a good time."

The teacher painted smoke again and asked, "Where is Ren Qingshan?"

"I don't like sports, I get a little blessed, but there is someone to take care of it, and my little days are very moisturizing."

"Jilvshan, Bi Tiexin, how are you doing?"

"The gate is prosperous, the disciples are fighting, and the lintel is glorious."

"Baicaotang, is Ye Liangchen still alive?"

"He is strong, takes medicine every day, and lives in a chic life."

"Ask Jianshan, Nie Shanhe, do you still guard the sword grave day after day, year after year?"

"Yes, boss Nie is quite boring."

It seems that Shi Huayan hasn't interacted with other hills for a long time.

She spoke plainly, asking each question, as if greeting old friends.

Now Yi Lin has a familiar face in every vein, and when she mentions XX, Yi Lin can always tell a thing or two.

After asking in one breath, Shi Huayan seemed to be tired. She gently placed the large pen on the case, and after a moment of silence, she sighed and asked the last question.

"Chenbei... how is he?"

Yi Lin was taken aback, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Master Painted Smoke did not expect Yi Lin's answer, waved his hand, sending Yi Lin out of the Smoke and Ink Fantasy Realm.

When Yi Lin came back to his senses again, he and Shi Huayan were still in the yard, and the disciples around him still cast murderous eyes at Yi Lin. Magic.

In this strange atmosphere, the teacher draws smoke to end today's class.

She didn't teach it seriously, just drew a painting, and finally left the painting in the distance, letting her disciples taste it.

While it was still dark, Yi Lin scratched his dead skin and took the time to return to the handyman class to relive the past.

This month,

Several newcomers came to the handyman class, and another perseverance emperor left the handyman class after a few years. The overall change is small.

The relationship with Chenbei Lala has a lot of benefits, and Yi Lin has a wonderful life.

Yi Lin decided to rest tonight.

He has had a liver for more than a month, and his liver is almost dead, and he has to sleep.

Zizhu Niang is Chenbei's treasure. It was very difficult for him to flicker out after entering his pocket. As for Chenbei's own wine, it has been hidden for decades, although it is not as good as Zizhu fermented, but when it was opened, the spirit was overflowing and it was called "Xianshan Laojiao".

While arrogantly staggering, pushing the cup and raising the cup, Yi Lin squinted and hiccuped while asking about it.

"I said Lao Chen..."

"What?"

"Do you have a leg between you and the elder Yanmo Shanshi painting Yan?"

"puff!"

When Chen Bei heard it, he choked and opened his mouth to spray with second-hand wine on his face.

"You, you, you, what are you talking nonsense! Let me sue you... slander! Believe it or not, I slander you! How dare you slander me!"

The word slander was learned from Lin Yi's mouth.

I didn't expect it to be used.

Chenbei was angry ~www.readwn.com~ decided to fight back and went back angrily.

"Talking about these gossips every day, what is your cultivation level? The more you practice, the more you go back? Oh drink? Wait a minute, why does the breath in your body dissipate again? The fifth layer of Qi? Damn..."

"Hey, don't let me talk with one leg, right? Believe it or not, my runner drew a cigarette and said you were chanting her name when you were drunk?"

"You... mean!"

"Lao Chen, I recently lacked a flying sword, and a ring, cough cough cough..."

"You are shameless!"

Chen Bei was trembling and cold.

He never expected that this dog would take the opportunity to threaten him.

Why didn't I realize that Lin Yi was such a person in the first place!

The old and the young were in the Mulu, taking advantage of their drunkenness, began to pinch.

This pinch is one night.