Infinity Throne

After brief eye contact.

The young monk lowered his head indifferently and looked away.

What kind of experience can make a child who is only fifteen or sixteen years old have such eyes?

Yi Lin looked at the other party's bald head, suddenly understood something, and remained silent.

And aside.

Zen Master Kuye held Wang Xiaohu's hand tightly and did not let go for a long time. After being rejected by Wang Xiaohu again, he looked quite regretful.

"What a pity, what a pity, what a pity!"

The old monk looked up to the sky and sighed, looking like he had no love left in his life.

Wang Xiaohu felt even more uncomfortable now.

This is a favor from a meal!

Without that meal, Wang Xiaohu would starve to death.

But he can't just become a monk just to repay his kindness, right?

He is a single member of the Wang family.

If you become a monk, won't the Wang family be extinct?

Either way.

If parents knew about it, why not run out of Qingniu Village and beat themselves to death?

Wang Xiaohu thought of this, pulled out his hand with force, and comforted: "Master, in fact, Xiaohu can enter Ping'an Temple even if he is not a monk."

"Oh? How about it?"

When Zen Master Kuye heard this, was there any compromise? So he became interested.

Wang Xiaohu just said casually, not knowing there was any compromise. He saw that Kuye Zen Temple did not seem to give up its intention to win him over to the Buddha, so he looked at Yi Lin as if asking for help.

Yi Lin thought this scene was very interesting, so she added: "How about being a sweeping monk who works for wages and doesn't worship Buddha?"

Zen Master Kuye: "..."

Wang Xiaohu: "..."

"Speaking of which," Jian Nanchun stepped forward and looked directly at Yi Lin: "Who are you?"

When Jian Nanchun asked this question, Yi Lin had not had time to answer.

Junior Sister Bingshan's indifferent face showed a rare fluctuation. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she said softly: "He is a half-hearted monk. Is Senior Brother really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant?"

"Monk?" Jian Nanchun's face changed when he heard this, his eyes narrowed, and Yi Lin instantly felt that something was scanning his body. Yi Lin resisted the urge to punch Jian Nanchun again, lowered her head, said nothing, and pretended not to know.

After a while.

Jian Nanchun's calmness that he had been deliberately maintaining finally lost its strength, and his expression turned ugly: "How is that possible? I was attacked at Sanpinxuan a few days ago..."

"Senior brother was attacked?"

Junior Sister Bingshan frowned, and the implication was, I didn't hear you talk about this.

Jian Nanchun knew that he had accidentally let it slip, but he quickly explained: "Senior brother, what you mean is that when I was sitting at Sanpinxuan... enjoying tea and waiting for my junior sister, I met the two little kids once, but that day At that time, I clearly used my spiritual sense to detect them, and they didn't have the aura that a monk should have."

"So, how about now?" Junior Sister asked again.

Jian Nanchun had no shame to look at his junior sister anymore. He shook his legs and murmured to himself: "How is it possible? Now this kid has a faint aura on his body, and he has already started to practice Qi. In just a few days... "

The junior sister nodded. It seemed that the senior brother was not mistaken, but that there was something fishy about this boy. She once again stared at Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu with a scrutinizing look. Wang Xiaohu might not feel anything, but Yi Lin felt very uncomfortable.

He had only stared at others with this look before, and no one had ever dared to stare at him with this look.

But Yi Lin had a good attitude, so it was no big deal if she was bitten by a dog. After thinking for a moment, Yi Lin generously took out the ancient family book from his arms and threw it to Jian Nanchun: "The secret book passed down from generation to generation, I took the time to read it in the past few days. Somehow, I got it right with practice."

Jian Nanchun fished it out casually, and the tattered Lin family ancient books fell into his hands. Junior Sister Bingshan seemed to be very interested in Yi Lin's origins and moved slightly closer to Jian Nanchun. Jian Nanchun smelled the fragrance of flowers wafting from the junior sister next to him, and felt a little ecstatic.

But he didn't dare to show it on his face. So Jian Nanchun, with a straight face and an upright attitude, began to look through the ancient books that Yi Lin handed over.

At first, Jian Nanchun didn't take it seriously, but as he turned over it, he found something was wrong.

This so-called "ancestral secret book" is short of words, obscure and nonsensical. If he hadn't been an inner monk of Tianjian Sect and read many classics in the sect, he might not be able to understand it. of ancient Chinese.

Is it really possible that anyone can practice breathing with this book?

impossible!

Jian Nanchun shook his head vigorously, subconsciously thinking it was impossible.

Anyone with any brain would not find a incomplete ancient book to practice.

That is courting death.

After reading it for a long time, Jian Nanchun didn't see any mystery. He just thought it was a tattered book.

Finally, Jian Nanchun said quietly: "You really dare to practice."

"As expected, his aura was chaotic and he didn't appear to be from an orthodox Taoist origin, so I didn't take it to heart."

Junior Sister Bingshan nodded, as if she understood something.

"It doesn't matter, it's fate, and those who are destined will get it."

When Jian Nanchun said this, his expression was calm, but his tone was somehow sour.

Jian Nanchun readily returned the Lin family's ancient book to Yi Lin. In his opinion, this ancient book was placed in the Tianjian Sect. It would be fine if it was complete and had reference significance, but a incomplete secret book was worthless. He ignored Yi Lin and turned to look at the young monk hiding next to the old monk. He smiled slightly and said, "Senior of our sect, I have a slight relationship with your elders. Jian Nanchun, a disciple of the Tianjian sect's sword generation, was ordered by the sect. I will escort you to the coast of the East China Sea and to the Fairy Mountain."

When the young monk heard this, he lowered his head, not looking at the crowd, but shook his head vigorously. He had been silent, and finally said a complete sentence: "Ben... I won't go."

Yi Lin was slightly startled.

He had only suspected it before, but when the little monk spoke with that clear voice, Yi Lin directly confirmed it.

This monk is the current princess of Daqian!

Who would have thought that a dignified eldest princess of the Daqian Dynasty would shave off her hair, pretend to be a monk, hide in a group of monks, and go all the way south?

Great concealment and baldness!

Yi Lin secretly gave a thumbs up to the person who came up with this hiding method.

But here’s the problem, it was so well hidden, why was it exposed?

Yi Lin smiled, but didn't point it out.

Jian Nanchun found it difficult to understand the eldest princess's rejection.

Being able to enter the Heavenly Sword Sect is a good thing that you can't even kneel down to get. If Tianjian Sect was really so easy to enter, why did he have to pray for ten days and ten nights on the shore of the East China Sea?

Junior Sister Bingshan didn't talk much. When she saw the eldest princess's refusal, she didn't bother to explain. She directly stretched out a finger and tapped the eldest princess. Suddenly, the eldest princess froze and couldn't move. Junior Sister Bingshan opened the sword box, and a long sword exuding a frightening cold air floated into the air. Junior Sister Bingshan held the eldest princess in one hand and landed on the long sword.

The whole set of movements is done in one go, extremely free and unrestrained.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time."

Junior Sister Bingshan said, a cold light flashed in the night sky, and in an instant it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the northern horizon.

When Jian Nanchun saw his junior sister leaving without saying a word, he also launched his flying sword. I saw that his magic weapon was actually the oil umbrella. When the oil umbrella was shaken, its shape changed and turned into an ancient sword. He hurriedly stepped on the flying sword, ready to chase his junior sister.

Seeing Jian Nanchun running away, Yi Lin suddenly became unhappy.

If I really let you run away, wouldn't I give you a slap in the face?

So Yi Lin grabbed Jian Nanchun who was just about to take off, pulled his sleeve and said with a smile: "Take me with you."

Jian Nanchun frowned. He was concerned about his junior sister's whereabouts, for fear of getting lost. Junior sister's flying sword "Hanshuang" is one of the best flying swords in the Tianjian Sect and is famous for its speed. He is going to be late and may not be able to catch up. So Jian Nanchun prepared to use his strength to scare away the children who were misbehaving, and said in a cold voice: "Don't be so silly. If you want to enter Tianjian Sect, we will see you at the shore of the East China Sea in two years."

Wang Xiaohu was dumbfounded on the sidelines.

He had never seen Brother Lin so persistent.

Yi Lin rolled his eyes. If he didn't say anything, Jian Nanchun would probably fly away. His mind turned around, and he said directly: "Do you want to sleep with your junior sister?"

"ah?"

Jian Nanchun bent his straight back suddenly and almost fell off the flying sword in take off state.

After holding it in for a long time, Jian Nanchun's entire face was half black and half pink with anger. He stepped on the flying sword with one foot and touched the ground with one foot. He couldn't walk or not walk. Finally, Jian Nanchun, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally pointed his trembling finger at Yi Lin's hateful smiling face and whispered: "You, you, you... Ignorant child, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"