The little apprentice is well-behaved and pure [Transmigration Book]

The Qingyu Hall, the main peak of Tianyan Sect, is where the sect discusses matters.

After Lin Jichen received the order from the head of the gate, he came out of the bath and changed into clean clothes. He came a bit late, which made the elders very unhappy.

"Humph."

The elders who sat on the high ground were not as high as Lin Jichen, but their seniority was a few rounds older than him, and they all looked like immortals. In the early years, Lin Jichen was often criticized by these few.

The head of the sect, Dan Qingchen, glanced at Lin Jichen, and said, "Since you're here, sit down."

Lin Jichen practiced in seclusion all year round, and usually did not attend the regular meetings of the sect.

Opposite him is Feng Yuan, the master of Xuyang Peak and Feng Tianhao's father.When Feng Yuan saw him, he curled the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly. Lin Jichen saw it closely, and the black beard on Feng Yuan's mouth was pressed against his upper lip, and he also trembled.

The two have been feuding for many years.

Lin Jichen sat down and smiled at him, but Feng Yuan turned his eyes away with a stern face, unwilling to meet his gaze.

Dan Qingchen said: "This time the mountain tremor came from the direction of the forbidden area."

The forbidden area has existed since the establishment of the sect, but this forbidden area is not on the edge, it is in the most central position of Tianyan Sect, it is difficult for people to ignore it.

There is an enchantment circle around the forbidden area, which is hidden in the clouds all year round. Even if a disciple accidentally enters by mistake, he will only be trapped outside the clouds.

"There has never been any change in the forbidden area since the founding of the sect. I don't know what's going on this time?"

"Could it be that something happened in the forbidden area?"

"According to me, instead of guessing here, it is better to send someone in to investigate."

"It's absolutely impossible, the patriarch has ordered that disciples of the Tianyan Sect are not allowed to step into the forbidden area! Do you want to violate the precepts of the ancestors?"

"Even if someone is sent to go, who will go? It's a terrible place, and there will be no return!"

"If you don't investigate clearly, how can you explain this change?"

The two groups of people talked to each other, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out, as if they could be pinched immediately.

Lin Jichen propped his chin with his hands, couldn't help yawning, and looked at the peak owner of Caifu Peak, Fairy Yuhua, who was diagonally to the right opposite him.

The little golden book noticed Lin Jichen's gaze.

"My God! Is that Fairy Yuhua? Is she so beautiful? I always thought she was like Miejue Shitai!"

"What are you kidding?" Lin Jichen wanted to roll his eyes at it.

Fairy Yuhua was the sect flower of their Tianyan Sect when she was young. Lin Jichen remembered that among his senior brothers, nine out of ten had a crush on her.

Although now with the increase in age and experience, the brows are a little less innocent and a little more sharp, but the beauty is still the same.

"It's true, Gong Wu is also considered a beauty Gong, his mother can't be ugly."

Mentioning Gongwu Lin Jichen gave me a headache, and I had to meet this lady-wearing tycoon sometime.

Suddenly, Fairy Yuhua noticed Lin Jichen's gaze, and stared at him with sharp eyes.

Lin Jichen raised his hand to block his sight, and silently turned his face away.

The little golden book was so stared at it that it trembled: "Oh, it's so fierce, no matter how beautiful it is, it's Miejue Shitai—"

The quarrel in the hall has reached a fever pitch.

The faction headed by Feng Yuan: "Master, this matter is related to the safety of the sect, I propose to send someone to the forbidden area to check!"

The old elders said: "No, the rules set by the patriarch are the rules!"

Dan Qingchen had a headache from the two groups of people arguing, and finally threw the question to Lin Jichen.

"Jichen, what do you think about this?"

The crowd looked over.

The mountains have been turbulent these past few days, and Lin Jichen is the one who knows the reason the most, and he also knows that his senior brother is unwilling to make extra troubles and let the disciples of the sect take risks.

He coughed lightly: "Even the patriarch was gone back then, we think we should not act rashly. After all, we have lived in peace for so many years. If you are worried, it is better to strengthen the enchantment around the forbidden area and wait and see for a while."

Dan Qingchen stroked his beard and nodded, "That's it, let's wait and see for a while."

Before Feng Yuan's faction and the old elders' faction started arguing again, Lin Jichen looked at the third apprentice sitting at the end of the hall: "Third brother, I will leave this task to you."

Of Lin Jichen's seven disciples, except for the last two who had just entered the sect, the rest were not by his side.

The first apprentice was taken by him in his early years. He was diligent, studious, and very persistent, but because of limited qualifications, he could not break through for a long time. He went there first 100 years ago.

The second apprentice and the fourth apprentice are related households. After studying with him for a period of time, they returned to their clans and made achievements in their respective places.

The five apprentices are playful, like new things, can't stay in the sect, and are still traveling in the mortal world, and will send back messages from time to time, asking people to bring back some novel gadgets in the mortal world.

Among the previous disciples, only the third child remained in Tianyanzong.

Lin Jichen's third apprentice was surnamed Zhao and his name was Li'ang. He was a handsome and elegant man. Although he didn't have the talent for sword repair, he was very good at formations and stayed in the sect as an elder.

Lin Jichen said: "As my master, you must ensure that the magic circles around the forbidden area are fully functioning."

"The disciple takes orders." Zhao Li'ang stood up and replied.

Coming out of the Qingyu Hall, Lin Jichen felt that he was stared at several times, both openly and secretly.Senior Brother Sect Leader throws the question to him, he really doesn't want to please anyone, but fortunately he doesn't need to please anyone.

"Master." Zhao Li'ang saluted respectfully.

Lin Jichen hadn't seen his three apprentices for a long time. His three apprentices were honest since they were young, and they were arranged to guard the mountain guard formation at the border of the sect. They fulfilled their duties and never sneaked away.

Lin Jichen helped him up: "You don't need to salute, how are you doing recently? How is Fang Yun recently? Is she still sick?"

Fang Yun is the couple of the three apprentices who are dual cultivators. In the early years when the two made love, they went down the mountain together to eliminate demons. Fang Yun was hurt by a big demon and Ji Yuan was injured.

Zhao Li'ang replied: "Thanks to Master, Xiao Yun is in good health and hasn't been ill for a long time."

He took out two magical artifacts from his sleeve: "The disciple and his wife prepared a meeting gift for the two junior brothers. The mountain gate was repaired a few days ago, and I couldn't leave for a while. I hope the master will forgive me and help the apprentice to hand it to the two junior brothers. "

Lin Jichen accepted the gift, "When you are free some other day, let's bring my good disciple to Xiaocang Peak. I haven't seen my disciple for a long time, so I don't know what he looks like now."

Forget it, his little disciple should be four or five years old.

When mentioning his wife and children, Zhao Li'ang couldn't hide the tenderness in his eyes, "The boy has a stubborn temper, and he is afraid of offending Master."

Lin Jichen laughed and said, "Could it be that I'm still afraid that a four or five-year-old child will fail?"

At this moment, Fairy Yuhua passed by them and cast a cold glance at Lin Jichen.

Lin Jichen gave a dry cough, and stopped smiling.

...

For several days, Lu Hao didn't see Mo Yinzhui, nor did he see his master. He was alone, and when he was alone, he was always bullied by Feng Tianhao and his younger brothers.

When he saw Mo Yinchasing again, he rushed over with tears in his eyes, crying with snot and tears: "Junior brother, where have you been these days? I miss you so much."

Mo Yinzhui pushed him away with some disgust.

The rest of the disciples looked at Mo Yinzhui curiously, and everyone was saying that his master took him to cultivate in the past few days when Mo Yinzhui disappeared.

Being able to receive the sole guidance of Jichen Sword Immortal made many disciples who chose sword cultivation envious, but they looked carefully, but they didn't find that Mo Yin's pursuit of cultivation base had improved much, and it seemed that he was still standing still.

Feng Tianhao's face was full of disdain: "After disappearing for a few days, I thought I would advance by leaps and bounds. It seems that the sword fairy is not so magical."

He got up and walked to Mo Yinzhui's seat, condescending.

"Hey, I heard that you are just an inferior person who serves others in this world."

"After three months, if you lose, immediately pack up the package and go back to your secular world to serve others."

A group of younger brothers around him immediately echoed: "When will inferior people deserve to sit with us?"

"That's right, he's just a low-class person. Now that he's worshiping under the Sword Immortal's sect, he really regards himself as someone else."

"I think no matter how good your aptitude is, if you have the blood of a servant on your body, it's probably a waste of aptitude."

"Leaving someone with such status in the sect is simply insulting the reputation of the sect. It makes others think that there is no threshold for our sect to accept apprentices, and any cat or dog can enter the sect."

"Senior brother Feng, for the sake of the sect's reputation, after three months, you must not show mercy and drive him back to the secular world."

"My junior brother is not a cat or a dog!" Lu Hao blushed anxiously.

In the school, the rest of the disciples were watching the play, and no one stepped forward to help. They thought they would see a face of panic when their identities were exposed, but Mo Yinzui closed his eyes, and his expression remained unmoved.

Shao Yuan looked at it for a while, opened his mouth, and said in a low voice: "This kid must be practicing."

Everyone took a closer look, it was true.

Feng Tianhao also discovered this, and was immediately very angry. It was like punching cotton, and he performed a one-man show by himself, and was laughed at in vain.

Just when he was so angry that he wanted to grab Mo Yin by the collar and give him a lesson.

Mo Yinzhui suddenly opened his dark eyes.

"After three months of appointment, do you want to go back on your word?"

He raised his eyes slightly: "Could it be that you are afraid that you won't be able to defeat me in three months?"

"It's a joke, how is it possible! You are not worthy of carrying shoes in my eyes!"

Ye Rongrong frowned: "Feng Tianhao, you are enough, when did the cultivation world talk about your background? It was agreed to compete in three months, so what's the point of doing it in advance?"

Feng Tianhao's face turns green and turns pale: "What's the matter with you, don't meddle in the affairs between men."

Lin Jichen used a stealth trick, wanting to come to the school to secretly see his apprentices, and take a look at Gong Wu by the way.

Unexpectedly, when he first arrived, he heard someone scolding his little apprentice. Looking carefully, the fat boy who was the leader looked exactly like his father Feng Yuan.

Just when Feng Tianhao was about to open his mouth to continue to taunt Mo Yinzhui, he found that his mouth seemed to be sealed.

He put his hands to his throat and tried to speak, but no sound came out.

Feng Tianhao was at a loss for words, seeing that Feng Tianhao's condition was not right, several younger brothers hurried forward to show concern, but they seemed to have been slapped on the back of the head, covered their heads in pain, and yelled, "Who hit me? "

A group of people suddenly panicked.

At this time, Elder Yan, who was in charge of teaching runes, entered the school, and he put the long ruler in his hand on the table.

"Everyone be quiet, go back to your place."

Elder Yan, as his name suggests, is the strictest. Therefore, although most of the disciples don't like the boring subject of runes, they have a solid foundation.

Lin Jichen sat incognito next to Mo Yinzhui, remembering that this Elder Yan was short when he was young, and he was always at the end of the martial arts arena, and now he has become a strict old man.

"Today I will teach the universal talisman, the fire talisman and the water talisman. I will draw it first, and everyone will follow suit."

Elder Yan demonstrated, and said while drawing: "Remember, when drawing symbols, concentrate on finishing in one stroke, without any pause in the middle."

He suspended the drawn talisman paper in mid-air, and almost every disciple could see the details clearly.

"Okay, now you draw it again."

The disciples used brushes dipped in cinnabar, and painted gourds on yellow paper, trying to reproduce the runes.

However, for beginners, it is not easy.

Shao Yuan's father is the master talisman cultivator. He has been in touch with runes since he was a child, and drawing two simple universal talismans is simply a matter of hand. He can draw two pieces of talisman paper in two or three strokes.

Elder Yan nodded after reading it, "The degree of completion is very good, the fly in the ointment is that it is a bit impatient."

"Understood, improve next time."

Shao Yuan was full of complacency and pride, thinking in his heart: I wonder if Junior Sister Ye and Junior Sister Mu have seen his handsome appearance.

Mu Qingruo was the second one to finish the painting. Lin Jichen took a look. The boy's painting was very neat, but he lacked a bit of aura.

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