Chapter 28 There is no way a demon cultivator will appear
The room was quiet for a long time.
Seeing that they remained silent, Lin Luo had to take the initiative.
"You've been in a bad mood recently. Is it because the exam is approaching and you're too nervous?"
His obedient disciples nodded in agreement.
Lin Luo then comforted them, "You've all laid a solid foundation, so this little test will be easy for you."
His obedient disciples continued to nod their heads in agreement.
They had been nodding since he walked in.
Lin Luo suspected that they were not listening carefully at all.
Such secret speculation about others is a taboo in communication. Lin Luo stopped speculating secretly and asked, "Are you not listening carefully at all?"
His obedient disciples shook their heads like rattles.
In fact, they were not only listening, but also felt relieved when they heard what Lin Luo said.
Of course, they couldn't tell Lin Luo about these thoughts.
They just shook their heads.
This made Lin Luo a little troubled.
Lin Luo could see that they were actually listening carefully, but just didn't want to talk to him.
How could he get them to speak more? He was really bad at creating topics and couldn't figure out how to get his disciples to speak up.
At this moment, a muffled sound came from the closet.
Lin Luo casually asked, "What's that sound?"
Fang Ye immediately replied: "I think I farted just now."
Another muffled sound came from inside the closet.
"I farted, too."
But after a short while, all his disciples farted.
Lin Luo looked at the wardrobe behind them thoughtfully.
The obedient disciples sitting in rows felt that they could no longer remain silent.
The room was so quiet that the sounds in the closet became very noticeable.
"Teacher, do you have any tips for making braised pork buns?"
Lin Luo didn't expect that these kids would still want to eat after they had just farted.
It reminded him of himself when he couldn't wait to go into the kitchen to make turkey noodles right after recovering from acute gastroenteritis.
It’s great to be young.
"Yes, there's a trick to making the bun skin softer. After wrapping the bun, let it rest for about an incense stick's worth of time."
The good disciples were speechless.
Even Baozi’s rest time is longer than theirs.
But if they didn't say anything, Lin Luo would notice something unusual in the closet. They thought hard and came up with a new topic.
"Teacher, when will the ingredients you bought arrive?"
Lin Luo rummaged through his sleeves and pulled out a large bag of ingredients: "Here we are, let's start making the braised pork buns."
It was only at this time that Lin Luo discovered that something was wrong with the room.
There's no pot in this room, so it's inconvenient to make meat sauce.
Maybe there was a pot before but it was pushed away by a wild boar. Anyway, the pots outside are not as good as the big iron pot in Li Tian Temple, so I might as well go back to Li Tian Temple to make braised pork dumplings.
Now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to let his disciples see what is happening inside the Li Tian Palace.
The Litian Palace still looked so simple and heartbreaking.
The good disciples who stepped into this place for the first time also felt very sad.
That is to say, they usually felt that Lin Luo was not a human being because they followed him in constant practice every day. Now that they saw the situation in his home with their own eyes and saw that there was nothing in the Li Tian Temple except the stove, they increasingly doubted whether Lin Luo was of the same race as them.
This place really has no atmosphere of life at all. At least there are some tables, stools and chairs in their cave. When they are tired of practicing, they can return to the cave and fall headfirst into the soft big bed.
Lin Luo always seems to have something to do.
They admired Lin Luo very much, but they were also really tired.
Fang Ye was rolling the noodles when he suddenly had an idea.
Just confess everything that happened just now and say that it was all his doing.
If a righteous monk secretly cuts another righteous monk into pieces, this is probably not a trivial matter and he will be punished to some extent.
He no longer cared about death; it was nothing to him just bear some punishment.
"Teacher, I did something wrong."
Lin Luo stood beside him, also holding a rolling pin and rolling noodles while asking, "What's the matter?"
"I killed someone."
Fang Ye's expression was very serious.
Lin Luo felt that he seemed to have said this himself.
He missed it a little.
"Really? That's great."
Fang Ye was silent for a moment.
The rolling pin in his hand was turning gurglingly.
This matter must be explained properly.
Teacher Lin’s attitude is so perfunctory now, maybe he is not serious enough, he needs to explain his mistakes clearly.
It can't be so general; he needs to be more specific.
He spoke again: "Teacher, I killed a righteous monk."
Lin Luo looked at the dough he had rolled out and pinched it to determine its thickness.
"Only one?"
"Yes, but maybe he wasn't killed," Fang Ye said uncertainly. "I slashed him with three thousand swords, but when I left, he seemed to be still alive."
Lin Luo stopped what he was doing.
"No, it's not your fault, it's my fault."
He himself had to use dozens of sword strokes to kill a demon, and his apprentice had to use thousands of sword strokes to kill a person.
This is obviously all his fault. If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked.
Lin Luo felt that he didn't have the face to talk about swordsmanship with his disciples for the time being.
He looked at Fang Ye's rolling pin and said, "Stop rolling. If you keep rolling, the dough will become a thin pancake."
"Oh, okay."
Fang Ye removed the thin dough and replaced it with another one.
Roll the dough into dough sheets, then wrap the fried mixed sauce with the dough sheets. It's time to let the buns rest.
Lin Luo felt that it was time for him to talk to his disciples about his future plans.
"You're all in your twenties now, so you should all understand the importance of self-cultivation, right?"
His obedient disciples nodded in agreement.
"I'm going to let go from now on."
Eh?
What does it mean to let go?
Is that what they meant?
The disciples were stunned.
Lin Luo met his gaze and said slowly, "Master leads you to the sect, but cultivation is up to you. I can't control you forever. Soon, Lingxiao Sect will open its gates to recruit disciples. You will all become senior brothers and sisters. You should mature a little more in the future."
"OK!"
Lin Luo nodded with relief. His jade token suddenly rang. It was Jiaoxi who wanted to talk to him about something. He talked to his disciples about how long it would take to steam the buns, and then went out to find Jiaoxi.
When he arrived, he found Xie Ding was there too.
What they are going to discuss today is the recruitment of new disciples.
Jiaoxi emphasized the dangers they might face.
"If we accept another batch of new disciples, the total number of people in Lingxiao Sect will be close to fifty. This is a number that we will not be able to take care of easily. By then, we may not be able to remember some of the disciples with more ordinary personalities."
"This is a very bad thing. It means that we might ignore the existence of demon species."
"The righteous cultivators nowadays are merely demonic cultivators who haven't yet been possessed by demons. In other words, the disciples we recruit and the righteous cultivators we teach may also be possessed by demons at any time and become demonic cultivators with demon seeds."
"Demons can turn the weak into puppets of demonic cultivators. Many large sects have been destroyed because a righteous cultivator within the sect was possessed by a demon. As a result, all the low-level disciples in the sect became puppets of the demons, and the entire sect was left without successors and was wiped out."
"We want to avoid that happening."
Lin Luo felt that the disciples of Lingxiao Sect did not seem like they could become demon cultivators.
Ambitious disciples like Huang Jinyu would not do such a thing.
Disciples who were soft and easy to manipulate, like his obedient disciples, were too lazy to do such things.
As for those disciples of Xie Ding who have no spiritual roots, they cannot go astray without spiritual roots, and the talisman practitioners cannot kill people, so they are the least likely to have problems.
He just stayed very quiet and didn't say anything.
Xie Ding wanted to say something: "But we're not a big sect. If you ever decide to quit, just tell me. I can always come for a farewell dinner."
Jiaoxi turned her head and looked at Dongnanzhi on the top of the sword peak.
Xie Ding straightened his expression, "This is indeed a serious matter. Lingxiao Sect must not allow demonic cultivators to get involved."
Jiao Xi nodded: "Actually, I don't have a solution to this problem. I'm just telling you about this situation in the cultivation world. See if you have any ideas."
Xie Ding was a little confused: "I don't think you have any solution."
Jiaoxi looks very happy.
"I don't plan to accept new disciples this time."
Since she didn't continue to accept new disciples, she could naturally still take care of all her disciples. Only Lin Luo and Xie Ding, who still needed to accept new disciples, needed to worry about this matter.
Without Jiaoxi's Qifeng to divert the flow, all the newcomers with spiritual roots should become Lin Luo's disciples this time.
This is a major challenge for Lin Luo.
He didn't feel he was capable of doing it.
However, Lin Luo felt that a good person should not turn into a demon if he was not kept under surveillance.
He does not have the ability to grasp his apprentice's mentality at all times. He does not have it now, and he does not plan to have it in the future.
The key point is, what is a demon cultivator? Only cultivators who know how to kill, are able to kill, and enjoy killing can become demon cultivators. With his level of swordsmanship, can the disciples he teaches really kill people?
That would be impossible unless you go out and steal some skills.
However, if they go out to steal the skills of a demon cultivator, anything could happen, and it would be hard to guard against.
Lin Luo felt that since Jiaoxi knew so much, she might have some experience in preventing this.
"Jiao Xi, what do you think I should do?"
Jiaoxi thought for a moment and said, "There's really nothing much to do. Just treat them as human beings and don't put too much pressure on them."
Lin Luo knew how to avoid putting too much pressure on them, which was probably to not set goals for them.
Treating people as human beings, Lin Luo feels that this is even simpler. He even treats the cats in Lingxiao Sect as human beings.
It seems that it is impossible for Jianfeng to produce a demon cultivator.
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