The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

The next day, Ji Xuanlan personally took Ling Si to the library to select a martial arts technique.

Ji Xuanlan and Ling Si handed their ID cards to the deacon elder and then entered the attic.

Ji Xuanlan put his hands behind his back and took out a book of exercises. "Canglan Sect mainly cultivates swords, and Dan cultivation and Fu cultivation are supplementary, but it also depends on personal intentions."

Ling Si replied: "Disciple chooses sword cultivation."

Ji Xuanlan then handed the technique in his hand to him and said, "Can I give you a month to memorize it?"

"Okay." Ling Si paused, "Master, I want to pick some other spells in the library."

Ji Xuanlan nodded, "I'm in the study room on the other side. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

Seeing the person turn around and leave, Ling Si walked to the bookshelf and began to look for books about the secret realm. He remembered that there should be a map hand-drawn by people who had entered the secret realm in the past. Instead of entering the secret realm and exploring it slowly, it would be better to remember the route first.

After searching for a quarter of an hour according to the bookshelf catalog, Ling Si saw what he wanted on the top shelf.

Imprinting the route in his mind as quickly as possible, Ling Si took out the Image Stone. When he was about to activate the spell, the Image Stone became hot and turned to ashes in his hand.

I can’t take it back. Ling Si doesn’t know if it will trigger some mechanism and clean up the dust.

It seems that I can only go back and draw it myself and hand it over to the Demon Palace.

According to the markings on the map, a ring is needed to open the last secret door of the secret realm. This ring should be in Canglan Sect, and it is very likely in Ji Xuanlan's possession.

After wiping off the traces on the book and putting it back to its original place, Ling Si pretended to pick out a few simple and easy-to-learn spells and planned to show them to Lin Ruozhu. He should like these interesting things.

Ji Xuanlan looked at the pile of books in his hands, took out a book and flipped it open: "You don't have to learn these specifically, I can teach you personally."

Ling Si shook his head: "These are all loaned to Junior Brother Lin."

"Junior Brother Lin?" Ji Xuanlan was a little surprised to see his young disciple mention someone he didn't know. He thought that the young disciple also didn't like to socialize, but now it seems that he has some good disciples in the sect.

"He is Jianfeng's new disciple, who came here with me."

"The one who had barbecue with you yesterday?" Ji Xuanlan immediately thought of the young man who sat next to his little disciple last night.

Ling Si looked up at him. It seemed that last night was not an illusion. There was indeed someone standing in the distance watching them, but left before he noticed.

Ji Xuanlan looked at his little disciple with a wooden face and round eyes, and felt pity for him for no reason. He ruffled his hair and said, "Master, I just saw it unintentionally. I didn't mean to disturb you."

The deacon elder looked at Ling Si, whose hair was ruffled and a few hairs were sticking up, and the gentle face of the master, and was shocked. It seemed that this disciple was very fond of the master, otherwise they would not have become so close in just two days.

Ling Si borrowed the books and stuffed them all into the storage ring. Ji Xuanlan looked at the exquisite ring on Ling Si's finger and asked, "Who gave it to you?"

Storage rings are very common, but it takes a lot of effort to get one with a large capacity and an ingenious design. Before I became a disciple, I was a casual cultivator. I heard that casual cultivators are always very poor and have to sleep in the open air.

"I bought it myself." Afraid that Ji Xuanlan would be suspicious, Ling Si added some details, "Auctions often have some bounty tasks, and you can get a generous bonus if you complete them."

In Ji Xuanlan's opinion, the young disciple has not yet established his foundation, so naturally he takes on some small-paying tasks such as finding spiritual herbs and medicines. It is estimated that he has spent a lot of time on such a ring.

Since you have become his disciple, from now on you are his servant and you cannot be treated unfairly.

He took off a ring from his hand. It was simple and antique, but actually contained a lot of pills and his fortune. After erasing the mark, he handed it to Ling Si.

Unexpectedly, Ling Si took a step back and said, "Master, this is too precious."

“I have to accept a gift from an elder.” Ji Xuanlan said in a low voice, holding the ring and placing it in the young man’s palm.

Ling Si took note of it silently. It was probably some unspoken rule of human beings. If he didn't understand it, he would be considered a loner.

"Thank you, Master." Ling Si's finger bones were thinner than Ji Xuanlan's, so the ring would automatically transform into the size of its owner once it was put on his hand. Ling Si cut his finger, dripped blood to identify the owner, and could see the rich supplies inside.

He started to feel embarrassed again, "Master, this is too much."

"This is just a small part of me, accumulated through all those years of experience. It's useless. Your senior brother has one too."

Even Ling Si, the right protector, is not that rich. I wonder where all the money he saved over the years has gone. He is not even as rich as Ji Xuanlan.

But he didn't plan to use it. He estimated that when his identity as a spy was discovered, Ji Xuanlan would regret giving him the ring, so he would just return it then.

Ling Si followed Ji Xuanlan closely and heard him say, "I heard that the elder who raised the spirit animals caught Jian Feng, and the disciples who stole food were punished to kneel at the law enforcement gate."

Lin Ruozhu was arrested? Then why is he okay?

"The sect's property is marked with a unique mark. If it is stolen, there is a spiritual power to track it." Ji Xuanlan continued, "I erased yours."

Ling Si didn't know what to think, "Thank you, Master."

They can share the good times but not the bad times. Lin Ruozhu must be blaming him, so she goes to check secretly at night.

Ji Xuanlan could naturally guess what he was thinking. This was probably the case with kids of this age. They had to shoulder the responsibility together for the sake of brotherhood. He didn't think there was anything wrong with that. Each stage had its own insights, which were beneficial to cultivation. Forcibly intervening would only do harm.

So he remained silent.

On the first day Ling Si entered the sect, he figured out all the places and roads, so he naturally knew where the Law Enforcement Gate was.

There were disciples guarding the place even at night. The other party did not recognize him and stopped him, saying, "You cannot enter the Law Enforcement Gate without the permission of the elders."

Ling Si considered the possibility of knocking out the person who broke in forcefully. He thought that it might help for a while, but he would also be punished afterwards.

How about letting him disappear?

Ling Si held a small poisonous dart in his hand, trying to figure out how to kill the enemy with one strike in the dark without being discovered. Perhaps he could also take this opportunity to plant another demon spy to work with him from inside and outside.

At the moment of dodging, the jade token hanging on his waist flashed a faint light, and the disciple's expression immediately changed, and he quickly moved away.

"So you are the junior brother of the main peak. You can come in anytime you want." His tone was flattering, and his attitude changed 180 degrees. Even if he was a newcomer, as long as he joined the main peak, the disciples of other peaks would respectfully call him senior brother.

Ling Si put away the things in his hand, feeling a little regretful.

He remembered that Ji Xuanlan said that with this jade token he could enter and exit anywhere in the sect, but he forgot to use it, and he had been worrying about it for nothing.

The disciple guarding the door felt a chill on his neck and touched the back of his neck, but found nothing wrong.

Is the law enforcement cooling down?

It was just stealing a spiritual animal, so the punishment was not severe, just three lashes of the whip and one night of reflection. But the hard part was the scar on his back, and he could not apply any medicine while reflecting, but had to endure it.

Lin Ruozhu thought about secretly using his spiritual power to alleviate the situation, but the disciples who were on night watch were like eyes on him, and they could remind him accurately every time.

He knelt so hard that his legs were about to break.

Lin Ruozhu was sighing here when he suddenly heard footsteps. The immortal cultivators were full of spiritual energy, so they probably meant for him to hear.

He said weakly: "Why are you here again without using spiritual power?"

The man behind him remained silent, feeling a little weight on his shoulders, and his body gradually warmed up. He saw the boy in blue squatting in front of him and apologizing to him.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone to be punished."

Lin Ruozhu glanced at the cloak on his shoulders and sneered. He remembered that Ling Si treasured it very much and he had used it twice.

His master was a conservative man who never changed his mind. He would punish people when he said he would, without mercy. It was unknown whether he could bear the whip.

In his opinion, this man's identity as a casual cultivator was probably exaggerated. He looked even more delicate and tender than himself, and more like a young master raised by an aristocratic family.

"Alright, I accept your apology. What are you doing here?" Lin Ruozhu said with a pale face, "If you are discovered, you will probably suffer the same fate as me."

Ling Si raised the jade token on his waist and said, "No, it was the disciple outside who let me in."

"Tsk, the master's jade token is so great." Lin Ruozhu said stubbornly.

He also didn't want Ling Si to see him in such a miserable state, it would be embarrassing.

Ling Si lifted his cloak and looked at the wound on his back. He only had poison. The storage ring Ji Xuanlan gave him in the morning was very useful. There were many pills in it.

Lin Ruozhu was only wearing her inner clothes and was kneeling on the cold floor, so she was naturally cold. After taking a Spirit Gathering Pill, her complexion looked much better.

The wound on the back could only be healed by applying external medicine. Ling Si took off his cloak and found a warm jade and stuffed it into Lin Ruozhu's hand.

The young man looked at it from left to right, "Wow, this is a good thing, your master is really willing to give it away. I have one too, but it's in the storage bag and I can't take it out."

While applying the medicine, Lin Ruozhu kept finding topics to talk to him. From the occasional shaking of his back, it could be seen that the other person was in real pain. Ling Si would respond from time to time to divert his attention.

He performed a body cleansing gesture, put the cloak on him, tied the belt, and sat face to face with him.

"No one, you don't have to kneel."

Lin Ruozhu looked around and indeed, with this main peak disciple there, even the disciples who usually came to supervise him were gone.

But he had been kneeling for too long and his knees were numb from the cold. When he stood up to change his position, he staggered and almost fell into the arms of the person opposite him.

Ling Si caught him quickly and sent spiritual power to his knees with his palm.

Lin Ruozhu moved her legs uncomfortably, "Okay, okay, I'm back to normal."

"I have an inner sect disciple uniform that you can wear first."

Lin Ruozhu waved her hands. "What's there to wear? I'll have to take it off again when the elders come to check tomorrow. Maybe I'll have to kneel for a few more days because my injury has healed."

"It can be used as a sleight of hand." Ling Si created an identical wound on his hand.

Lin Ruozhu took his hand, looked closely, and touched it: "If you don't touch it, you really can't see it. But the elder's cultivation is higher than ours, how could he not see it?"

"I really can't tell. The elders won't deliberately touch your injuries."

Lin Ruozhu didn't believe it.

Ling Si took out a book of martial arts from his storage ring. It talked about some interesting techniques, and he thought Lin Ruozhu would like it.

Lin Ruozhu: “…”

“It’s what’s said here.”

Lin Ruozhu: "Senior Brother Ling, do you know that I am still injured?" Anyone who takes out his skills when his junior brother is injured does not understand genius.

Ling Si: "I lent it to you."

Lin Ruozhu: I feel the wound hurting again.