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Young men of this age should be living a carefree and carefree life, but now they all have bitter faces and some of them want to cry at the slightest provocation, which shows that they have too many grievances in their hearts.
After finding out almost all the information they needed to know, and confirming that this group of people were just a bunch of poor idiots with no background, the villagers gradually became less vigilant.
All of them are Qi-refining cultivators. If they really come to a fight, they will not be afraid of just ten Qi-refining kids.
What's more, this group of people also want a fake spiritual root...
The villagers looked at each other, and although they didn't say a word, they guessed each other's thoughts.
Finally, the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had spoken to him earlier made a decision: "Since you are here, why don't you stay here? It doesn't matter if you don't have the customs fee. We still have a few empty houses in our village that are big enough for you to stay in."
Lin Yan was delighted: "Thank you so much."
The Foundation Establishment cultivator waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me. It's not easy to be away from home. We still have a school here. I see that you are all young, so it's a good opportunity for you to go and study."
Lin Yan and Wu Xin looked at each other, both thinking there was something fishy going on. They pretended to be embarrassed and said to the foundation-building cultivator, "How can this be so embarrassing?"
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. All the other kids in the village are going anyway, so you won't be the only ones to go. But you have to take care of the meals by yourselves." The foundation-building cultivator seemed to have a very high status in the village. His words were the final word, and no one in the village objected anymore.
Soon someone led Lin Yan and others to a deserted courtyard in the village. The courtyard had been uninhabited for many years and looked a bit dilapidated, with broken doors and windows.
Jiang Xin whispered, "It's dirty."
"Just clean it up." Ning Yao comforted her, and at the same time asked his companions, "With our current cultivation level and background, is it possible for us to learn the art of cleaning?"
The cleaning technique is not difficult, but if the sect is too dilapidated, it may not even have the accumulation of some daily small spells.
None of the disciples present could answer this question.
After seeing off the villagers who led the way, Chu Linfeng closed the rickety wooden gate, looked at the house with leaky roof, windows and doors, and rolled up his sleeves with great interest: "I'll clean it up."
"Use the cleaning technique." Lin Yan said.
Everyone looked at him, their eyes filled with doubt as to "Is this okay?"
Lin Yan nodded slightly and quietly waved the three copper coins hidden in his sleeves at them.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were no outsiders in the yard just now, he quickly calculated his fortune and confirmed that there would be no problem using the cleaning technique.
What's more, the inheritance of spells in the world of cultivation is sporadic, and even a small and declining sect may have some shocking secret spells.
With Lin Yan's divination as a guarantee, everyone felt relieved and quickly divided into two groups. One group was responsible for cleaning the yard, and the other group went to chop some firewood and wood blocks nearby to repair the house and make a fire for cooking in the evening.
The room was not tidied yet, Zhao Shi took out a wooden chair disguised as a puppet, put Jiang Xiao on it, and told Jiang Xin: "Junior sister, you stay here to guard Junior Brother, don't run around."
Jiang Xin nodded obediently: "Fourth Brother, go ahead and do your work. I'll be waiting for you here."
"Be good." Zhao Shi gently rubbed her little head, resisted the urge to look outside, and turned around to help Ning Yao repair the house.
Qi-refining cultivators are only slightly stronger than mortals who are unable to practice, and they have to do many things by themselves.
Now that they are pretending to be in the Qi Refining Stage, naturally they have to put on a full show.
From time to time, Shen Muse complained to Lin Yan: “I thought that by going to the Dark Sea Islands, I could buy a pseudo spiritual root for my junior sister, and when she becomes a cultivator in the future, she will be bullied less when she grows up. I didn’t expect that we didn’t even have the money to go to the Dark Sea Islands.”
Lin Yan looked embarrassed, his face was covered with dust in the room. He coughed for a long time before finally recovering: "I just thought about it. Let's save some spirit stones first and let the eldest brother take the younger sister and younger brother over. The younger sister is getting older. If we delay, it will be a pity to miss the best time to implant the pseudo spirit root. The younger brother's illness can't be delayed. Let's save some spirit stones during this period and keep them first."
"Then don't we have to separate?" Chu Linfeng asked in surprise and reluctance.
Lin Yan's expression was gloomy: "It can't be helped. We don't have that many spirit stones to go to the Dark Sea Islands together."
Seeing how heartfelt their performance was, Wen Ziqi felt that she should also do her part: "Spiritual stones are hard to earn these days. After we separate, I don't know if we will have the chance to see each other again."
"As long as we are all alive and well, we will definitely meet again." Wu Xin was filled with reluctance and grief, and he acted the most realistically among the few people.
In a yard not far from the small courtyard, the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had spoken to Lin Yan earlier was secretly observing them with his spiritual sense.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the young men fumble around with the house and talk about their bleak future.
"Master, can you tell where these people came from?" the middle-aged woman next to him asked in a low voice.
The foundation-building cultivator who was called Master laughed and said, "He must really be a disciple from a small sect. He is not even prepared for being secretly monitored. He is still worried about the situation of his junior brothers and sisters."
The middle-aged woman showed joy on her face: "Then can I go find that little girl?"
"Don't worry. I think they are all born with spiritual roots and their cultivation will be further improved in the future. If we can keep them here, they may be able to help the dean." said the master.
The middle-aged woman thought more: "That depends on whether they are willing to stay. Besides, our academy doesn't accept everyone. Forget about the little girl. She is young and will listen to us if we teach her slowly. Their junior brother is sick and may die tomorrow. It's useless to keep him. As for the senior brothers, they are old and have their own ideas. What if they don't agree with us?"
The teacher in the foundation-building stage stroked his beard and smiled in an unfathomable way: "This is not difficult. Anyway, we have already let them come to the academy to study, so we can test their character first."
"Then I'll go and lure the little girl into the trap first." the middle-aged woman said again.
The teacher glanced at her and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"How can I not be anxious? Everyone knows that this child has no spiritual roots, and he is young and easy to fool. It is a credit to send him to the dean. There are so many people in the village watching him. If I don't hurry up, how can I make a contribution?"
The Master laughed and waved his hand: "Okay, go if you want. Just be careful not to be too radical, or you'll scare people away."
"I understand!" the middle-aged woman responded happily, picked up her skirt and ran out like the wind.
After a while, she appeared outside the courtyard where Jiang Xin was staying, carrying a basket of food.
It was already dark, with only a little light coming from the bonfire in the yard.
In the flickering firelight, Lin Yan and Wen Ziqi were cooking. The ingredients were the game they had hunted on the way into the village.
Many parts of the house are dilapidated, and it is said that it will rain tonight. In order to avoid getting wet, Ning Yao and his companions are still repairing them.
Jiang Xin was sitting beside the sleeping Jiang Xiao, not far from the courtyard gate. She was swinging her short legs and playing with the small toy that Zhao Shi had made for her out of boredom.
Suddenly, the aroma of rice drifted into the little guy's nostrils.
Jiang Xin immediately raised her head with full energy, followed the scent, and through the gap between the two wooden doors, she saw a middle-aged woman waving at her.
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