Chapter 296: Catch the horse, stop
She didn't need anyone to teach her, she learned to slack off on her own initiative. She saw this trending search about Lin Xinhuan's ancient costume when she was slacking off.
But their first meeting seemed... a little... different from what Lin Xinhuan had imagined. Well, the difference was huge.
These monkeys running around in the mountains are...
"Thank you for your forgiveness, Master. They are not usually like this. They are gentle, elegant, steady... and... polite."
Xuanyuan Wenqin didn't know how to continue speaking for her parents. How could she make it sound whole?
The scene was awkward for a moment, of course, referring to the scene involving the three of them. The four monkeys in front were running around happily and didn't notice at all that there was a stranger in the sect.
"Brother Jin, look at this melon. It has a fragrant aroma and a clear skin. The pattern on it is similar to a dragon pattern. You can hear a long, majestic echo when you clap it."
That was the melon field of Lingshan Sect, planted with some modern melons and fruits. The watermelon that Xuanyuan Zhang took the photo of was the one that Xuanyuan Wenqin called the dragon scale melon.
Watermelon never imagined that one day the sound that determines whether it is sweet or not could be described as "majestic".
"Sister Xiangling, look, there's a wooden horse here. It shakes when you sit on it. Hahahaha, it's so fun~"
This is the Lingshan Sect's playground. It is impossible for people to practice Taoism all the time. If they stay in seclusion for a long time, they will either go crazy or stupid. This can be seen from the contemporary social animals and the miserable student group.
In order to enable the disciples of Lingshan Sect to combine work and rest, Lin Xinhuan specially made an adult version of the game facilities modeled after those in the children's park.
Colorful slides, seesaws, rocking horses, and Ferris wheels are all arranged!
When it was just installed, it was the first time that Lin Xinhuan saw it in person. If she hadn’t told her, she would have thought it was a fantasy game castle in some princess’s home.
The originally ordinary facilities produced different reactions in Poyun Continent.
"Hey, why do I feel that the spiritual energy around me has become more concentrated, and the speed of circulation in my body is also faster." Lu Manman poked his head to find the source of the spiritual energy. Was it the spiritual plants in the spiritual field? Was it the spiritual objects in the formation? Or was it the spiritual spring in the back mountain?
"It's gone now, I can't feel it." While searching for the source, the stopped wooden horse began to shake involuntarily again: "Where does the spiritual energy come from?"
"Is there a possibility that you gave birth to it?"
"I am just an ordinary practitioner, how can I generate spiritual energy on my own? Do I have a special identity? The reincarnation of a spiritual treasure? Or the incarnation of a spiritual plant? Or maybe an immortal from the upper realm who has been reborn." His eyes lit up again and again.
Lin Xin admired her for her wild imagination and wondered how many novels she had read to be so drunk.
Jin Yuanbao could explain his doubts. His mother had her own library. The young disciples who had just entered the sect were not familiar with the sect and often confused the sect's library with Lu Manman's private study. "I clearly have the card for the library, but I can't get in?"
"This is the private study of the headmaster's wife. Of course you can't go in. Our sect's is over there."
The passing disciples were already used to it, so they pointed the young disciple in a direction.
The young disciple took one look and then turned his head to look again: "Who can tell the difference? The two buildings are equally large. She is indeed the headmaster's wife. She is extremely knowledgeable!"
The disciples passing by also agreed and were proud of the sect's lady who loved to study. Because Lu Manman had taken the lead, the disciples of the Jinza Sect were famous for their scrolls and were willing to practice at the cost of their lives.
Looking at the ignorant little disciple walking on the right path to the library, he encouraged himself: "It's another day to promote the virtues of the headmaster's wife. What would the sect do without me?"
He walked back to his own courtyard in two or three steps, waited for the next confused disciple to come, showed him the way again, and praised the master's wife.
His courtyard was closest to Lu Manman's private study, and he had never moved since he became an outer disciple. Originally, after being promoted to an inner disciple, he could choose a new address and move to a place with more abundant spiritual energy.
But he had a sense of mission: "What if I move away and there is no one to guide my confused little disciples?" So he rejected the more luxurious courtyard with a better location.
What they didn't know was that Lu Manman's collection of books did not contain any secret books or allusions. Instead, it was filled with love, horror, and wild gossips that she had collected... all kinds of stuff, except for the serious stuff.
Sometimes, Jin Aicai saw his wife reading again, ignoring him, and said sourly: "The headmaster's wife, who has become a fool through cultivation and is regarded as a role model for the disciples of Jin Za Sect, actually likes to read such a shameless book."
"What's wrong with not being able to be on stage? I just like watching it. Money can't buy my happiness, not to mention cultivation. There is no conflict in watching happy stories. Do you want me to retreat and cultivate all the time?"
She glanced over and it seemed that Jin Aicai nodded, and she went into seclusion.
"No, no, no, ma'am, the tabloids have recently published a few stories about the owner of the Vast Secret Realm. I'll use my pocket money to buy them for you."
If he let his wife stay in seclusion, he wouldn't even have the chance to see her. Jin Aicai's heart was bleeding, and he quickly agreed to use his limited pocket money to buy her a storybook.
Who would have thought that the leader of the richest sect in Poyun Continent would only spend enough money to buy a few storybooks every month.
Scripts written in romantic tabloids are the most popular among cultivators because they keep up with current affairs, unlike some storybooks that are about the story of a scholar and a lady and have been circulated over and over again for decades without even changing the names of the male and female protagonists.
Influenced by a lady who loves to read stories, Jin Aicai can also tell a lot of them.
The stories they wrote were like seeing the owner of the secret realm with their own eyes. Some of the plots made him, a man who had been married for many years, blush with shame, not to mention that other readers were immediately immersed in the scenes they described, loving and hating the mysterious owner of the secret realm, and also dreaming of having a romantic love story with him.
By then, you will have nothing you want, and ascending to become an immortal will be a piece of cake.
"The Immortal World Boss Robbery of the Useless Immortal Cultivators"
My Husband Has a Secret Place
"My dear, please don't run away. I will give you all the treasures"
It had only been a few days since the Vast Secret Realm appeared on the Poyun Continent, but stories about it had already spread, and with the publicity from the tabloids, it had become even more popular.
The script was later seen by Jin Yuanbao, who turned his eyes and appeared in front of Lin Xinhuan. At this time, Jin Yuanbao already knew that the mysterious owner of the secret realm was Lin Xinhuan.
After flipping through a few pages, Lin Xinhuan found that the author's writing style was really good. If the male and female protagonists in the book were not herself, she would have been drawn into the love affair with the characters in his writing and was completely fascinated.
"Oh my, my brain seems to be stuck. Why did I say such greasy words? The one I like is Tsundere Little Wolf? How come I don't know about this? I chase you and you run away?"
The person who said he couldn't bear to read it but was so embarrassed that he forgot about the people around him and immersed himself in the story. He kept turning the pages even with his teeth bared and his hair standing on end.
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