Chapter 19 Experience is a cause for celebration

Chapter 19 Experience is a cause for celebration

Thanks to taking a shortcut, although he was occasionally treated as a savage by the crowd, he did save a lot of time, and Lin Zhusheng even had time to take his new friend to take a look at the list.

The notice board was placed at the edge of the parade ground, in the center, and it listed the names of the newly recruited outer sect disciples. The disciples were randomly assigned to five outer sect elders, and when they went to the academy, they were also divided according to this division.

With leaves on his head that had not been brushed off, he stood on the outskirts of the crowd and quickly went through the list. He accurately found the names of Song Ming, himself, and his neighbor Zhang Jing on it. He also unexpectedly discovered that the names of three of the people who had made him a small fortune before were also on the list.

He and Song Ming were separated, and were respectively in charge of the first and second elders. The other three people had nothing to do with them, but coincidentally, they and their neighbors were under the charge of the same elder.

Now that he had a little friend, his eyes curved, and he patted Zhang Jing beside him and said happily: "The two of us are together."

It’s just that the little friend didn’t look very happy, or his brain was so blank that he had no emotions at all. There were only dull eyes on his face, and his face was so red that he could cosplay the sun drawn by children.

He stretched out his hands and waved them in front of the man's eyes, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jing forced himself to come back to his senses. After coming back to his senses, he quickly glanced at the people around him and said, "Is anyone watching us?"

Although he didn't understand why he was asked so suddenly, Lin Zhusheng still looked around politely. After meeting a few pairs of eyes that he didn't have time to dodge, he retracted his gaze and nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

He did not hide anything or be euphemistic at all, which made Zhang Jing feel even more painful.

Lin Zhusheng put his arm around his shoulder and patted his leader on the shoulder, saying with a smile, "You haven't done anything bad, so what are you afraid of?"

He put these words into practice. When he saw Song Ming in the crowd while speaking, he waved and trotted over with leaves on his head.

With good looks, good family background and good temperament, Song Ming is also quite popular in the outer sect. There are still many people around him, which is a complete social phobia hell, but the social bull is fearless and only has his friends in his eyes.

Seeing the people jogging over from a distance, Song Ming glanced sideways, raised the corners of his drooping eyes, and smiled perfunctorily on his face for a moment, then deepened it, and walked away from the crowd.

The leaves that had not been photographed above the head of the savage were finally removed by his good fellow disciples. After all, it was their first meeting, and it was like running into someone fleeing from a famine. Song Ming was not surprised at all by his attire, and only asked, "Where did you get this?"

"We're going to be late because we took the short route," Lin Zhusheng said happily, "I'll take you for a walk next time."

Not only does he want to be a savage himself, but he also wants to take Song Ming with him. Zhang Jing's mouth twitched.

Then Song Ming really agreed and said yes.

When friends meet, their eyes are filled with tears, but there is no time to talk much. Noon has already arrived, and before he has the chance to introduce his new friends, Lin Zhusheng can only rush to find his own team.

“…”

Being led around the training grounds and pushed into the crowd again and again, Zhang Jing went from initially lowering his head and not wanting to exchange glances with others to opening his eyes and being fearless, completing a rapid transformation in a short period of time.

Or maybe I've been assimilated or numbed by what I've seen, and I just feel like nothing matters anymore.

Lin Zhusheng was more extroverted. He stood at the end of the line. When someone in front of him turned around, he would respond with a smile and wave his hand, which made others feel embarrassed.

It was noon, and no disciple was late today. Everyone was standing in the training ground, and it was all green.

Apart from the disciples, the first to arrive were the five outer sect elders. The sound of swords rang out in the thick mountain fog. When it dispersed, a figure appeared out of nowhere and sat down in the elders' seat.

Lin Zhusheng saw the second elder assigned to him. Unlike the second elder of the inner sect, he is a middle-aged man who looks cheerful.

The process was exactly the same as the colonel’s speech at the freshman convention, the only difference being there was no principal, only leaders in charge.

“…”

"…Congratulations to all of you for officially becoming our sect's outer disciples."

He got up early in the morning and climbed a mountain. Not surprisingly, Lin Zhusheng began to doze off from the beginning of his speech.

He nodded frantically in the same place, and when he almost fell down at the end of the process, he was kicked by the kitten in his arms. His mind was instantly cleared, and he just heard the last sentence.

[Main quest: Upgrade to LV2, pass the root bone test and become an outer disciple (completed)]

[Side quest: Help Song Ming become an outer disciple (completed)]

[You have obtained: Orange-grade physical strength recovery bracelet x1, book "Self-cultivation of Sword Cultivators" (random drop) x1]

[Side Quest: Comprehend "Sword Cultivation's Self-cultivation"]

[Quest Reward: Blue Long Sword x1]

I had just cleared out two wooden boxes in the morning, and there happened to be two empty spaces in my backpack, which was just enough to put down the two new things, instead of just putting them directly in my hands. A book and a bracelet appeared out of thin air in public.

In fact, he had almost forgotten that he had a side quest. It was only when the prompt box popped up that Lin Zhusheng finally remembered it and turned to look at his good fellow student in the distance.

To be honest he didn't feel he had helped in any way, but there was no point in returning the bracelet now that he had it, so he looked away, patted his backpack, and decided to go back and make two more snacks that his good fellow student would like to eat.

As expected, the real focus came after the long speech, when the Great Elder announced that they had become official outer disciples, and then briefly spoke about the outer sect arrangements.

Outer disciples no longer have the task of pulling weeds, but they need to practice sword skills in the training ground every day at noon. In addition, the library has been opened, and they can enter certain areas to check the books with their disciple orders.

Being not a person who loves studying very much, Lin Zhusheng could only say that they would meet in the library if they were destined to do so in this life.

Considering that the disciples still needed to find rooms, and the only arrangement for today was a gathering, after which they could make their own arrangements, he hurried down the mountain.

There was no need to rush when going down the mountain, so he didn't take the shortcut that most people couldn't take, and went down the mountain normally.

After he returned, his new friend really taught him how to tie his hair, and after teaching him for half an hour, he announced that he was completely hopeless.

Lin, who was completely hopeless, left with regret, her headband still tangled in a mess, and returned to her new home.

Since he couldn't mess with the headband, he changed his clothes and started messing around in his yard.

There is an iron hoe for working the ground in the yard. It is placed in the corner and you can take it whenever you want to use it.

He used the little farming knowledge he had learned during his limited social practice to divide the yard into several plots of land, then went back to rummage through the wooden boxes, looking for the seeds he wanted.

Fruits need to be planted, vegetables need to be planted, flowers for the eldest brother need to be planted, and the raw materials for snacks cannot be run out.

He squatted beside the wooden box, picking and choosing, looking very serious. The kitten walked around and suddenly said, "Do you know which seeds can be planted now?"

Lin Zhusheng took the time out from his busy schedule to turn around and said, "Hmm?"

A look of confusion. Very good, this person really hasn’t thought about it at all.

The kitten said, "Do you know what seeds should be planted under what conditions?"

Lin Zhusheng paused his busy hands.

The kitten continued, "If your flowers die, you may not have any more seeds, so you will have to buy some."

The flower he had bought for 500 gold coins flashed back to his mind. Lin Zhusheng was shocked and quickly put down the flower seeds in his hand. He said concisely, "I'll go to the library later."

Very good, the fate of meeting the library has come.

But today I definitely don’t have that chance. The library was a little further up the parade ground, ridiculously far away, and he had no intention of climbing the mountain again.

It is not a good idea to plant expensive and precious flowers, but you can try planting cheap and abundant small flowers and grasses. His hands were itching, and he had to do what he wanted to do. After putting down the expensive flower seeds, he took out the cheap small flower and grass seeds, and found a place on the edge of the yard to loosen the soil.

Although he had no knowledge of gardening and farming, he knew that spring was the season for sowing, and anything with "Spring" in its name could be planted.

He watched as the small flower and grass seeds were planted in the ground. He carefully covered them with soil and patted them down. The kitten circled around him and looked at him, asking, "Have you really planted them before?"

The shock in its tone was so strong that Nong Fulin could not ignore it. He reached out and patted the kitten on the head, accusing it, "You are impolite."

He said: "At least I planted flowers in the yard when I was a kid."

Although it was the gardener who prepared the seeds, dug the soil, and maintained the flowers that grew afterwards, he was at least responsible for putting the seeds in and watering them lightly. In terms of his participation, he can be considered someone who has grown flowers.

Although there is no basis for this, Kitty still has reservations about the truthfulness of his words.

After planting the flowers and grasses into the soil, Nongfu Lin added some growth medium donated by the manager in order to see the results sooner.

Although he didn't actually do anything after all the busy work, he still worked hard. He brushed the dirt off his hands, raised his hand and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and finally stood up with satisfaction.

There was nothing else to do in the afternoon, so he went back to his room to check out the new mission rewards he had received today but had not yet looked at.

Sitting down at the desk, he took out the newly acquired bracelet and "Self-cultivation of Sword Practitioners" from his backpack.

The bracelet is a simple silver one, and is barely noticeable when hidden under the sleeve. There is no significant change on the body after putting it on, and the effect can probably only be seen when a lot of physical energy is consumed.

The only thing left was the randomly dropped "Self-cultivation of a Swordsman". He picked it up and weighed it.

“…”

It looks like a brick, weighs like a brick, and has a heart as heavy as a brick.

Just after he finished looking at a few bricks, another one was delivered. His heart, which had been filled with joy just now, slowly sank. Lin Zhusheng couldn't help but wipe his face with pain, and thought about life and the origin of the universe.

It's painful, but you have to watch it. After all, there are rewards for watching it, which can be used to replace the wooden sword in your hand that has been scratched a lot.

The sect does not have a unified sword system, each disciple prepares their own sword. His small, broken wooden sword would really stand out among the crowd of metal swords.

He threw two Lingxu pastries into his mouth, and after half a day of mental preparation and cheering himself up, he lay down on the table with the book, and flipped the book while basking in the sun.

It didn't seem as painful as I had imagined.

It feels a bit like the Basics of Sword-fighting I read before, but not so obscure. It has both pictures and text, and is surprisingly friendly to the brain.

It doesn't require much brainpower, and you can just read it as a picture book. He changed a few postures in the middle, turned himself over twice on the table, and kept throwing Lingxu pastry into his mouth as a snack, reading from the afternoon to the evening.

Then, as expected, I woke up late the next day.

He had to go to the parade ground the next day, and was on the verge of being late. He felt inexplicably relaxed, and even had the leisure to water the flowers he planted before leaving. In the end, he was grabbed away by his neighbor Zhang Jing who could no longer tolerate him.

As an outer disciple, he needs to formally learn how to use the sword. Before formally practicing the sword, he needs to learn the necessary basic knowledge first. From this day on, he finally began to learn the introduction to sword-fighting that he had finished reading after staying up all night.

Sitting cross-legged on the training ground, he exhaled a breath of air after climbing half a mountain in more than half an hour. He lightly wiped the sweat off the face after the exercise and took out the almost torn "Introduction to Swordsmanship" that he almost forgot to bring with him when he left.

To be honest, it seems that it is okay not to bring it. He remembered it so vividly at that time that he still remembers the contents of the book clearly.

The fellow students next to him were also taking out books. The new books were no different from bricks, and they made a loud clanging sound.

“…”

Comparing his rotten books with the brand new books in the hands of his good classmates, not-so-nice memories came to his mind and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch again.

Noticing the emotional fluctuations at the first moment, the culprit, the little cat, quickly changed his strategy, spread out his four legs and ran to the nearby woods, temporarily leaving this place where it was not advisable to stay for a long time.

The introduction to swordplay is taught by the elder himself, with equal emphasis on practice and explanation. When a sword is swung, the mist in the mountains surges. The sword energy generated by the sword-waving can only blow two leaves at most. When the disciples are stunned by the sword-waving, the elder puts away the sword and picks up the book to continue explaining the contents of the book.

His lectures were very similar to the key points highlighted by a university teacher at the end of an exam, with no buffer time at all. He flipped through the book in a very jumpy manner, and by the time the students reacted, he had already moved on to the next topic.

A group of bewildered disciples didn't know what they were talking about or where they were talking about. For a while, books were flipping through the pages, and the learning atmosphere was stronger than ever.

Lin, the miserable player who had no means but strength, had memorized the book from beginning to end. Because he remembered it too clearly, he was able to keep up with the elder's jumping thoughts at this time. He opened his eyes and symbolically followed him to turn the pages slowly.

He turned slowly but accurately, and was able to keep up every time. Zhang Jing, who was sitting next to him, noticed it, looked over and asked in a low voice: "How do you know so well?"

There are too many sad tears behind, so player Lin chooses to answer with a smile.

He works hard for the benefit of his fellow disciples. Others also noticed him. In the exciting process of flipping through the book, they realized that there was a genius who could accurately find the location of the content. The fellow disciples around him got closer and closer. At first, they secretly looked at the page number, and later they put the book next to him and read it openly. They pushed each other to avoid blocking their view, without any act.

“…”

Notifications for improving favorability kept popping up. Sitting in the center of the crowd and mechanically flipping through a book, Lin Zhusheng felt a little complicated, and finally wiped his face silently.

He was a very good book-turning tool. After this battle, he quickly gained a wave of favorability and achieved the achievement of becoming familiar with his fellow disciples. Whenever it came to teaching the introductory aspects of swordsmanship, there would be people vying for the position next to him.

The matter of learning swordsmanship was not important, and was even a little sad. What was important and worth celebrating was that in just a few days, his flowers and grass grew.

The growth liquid sent by the manager is very effective. The flowers and plants that originally should have a growth cycle of one month have grown into decent shape in just a few days. The small flowers are blooming beautifully and can be harvested in a few days.

These days he has not even acted like a wild man. He has been reading books and taking care of his beloved flowers and plants.

All kidding aside, he thinks he is a genius at farming and a natural born farmer.

Then, the day after the flowers blossomed and Lin proclaimed himself a farming genius, when he got up excitedly and took the watering can to water the flowers, the farming genius suffered a setback in his life.

His flower has wilted, the petals have shrunk and become wrinkled, and it looks like they will continue to shrink. The part connected to the center of the flower is crumbling, as if it might run away from home at any time.

As the flower withers, he will also wither, and the corners of his mouth and eyes will droop. Without any time to be sad, he quickly put down the spray can, stood up and ran towards the road.

His neighbor friend Zhang is just as good at growing flowers as he is, and he is still sleeping, so he can't be relied on at all. He has to rush to the library to find a way to save the flowers. If he runs faster, he might be able to save them.

The fog was heavy in the morning and visibility was low, but fortunately there was no one on the road at this time, so it didn't affect anything. The only sound on the whole road was his footsteps.

“Da Da——”

It turns out that people are always busiest and most likely to have accidents when they are in a hurry.

As he ran along the road, his clothes were blown up and the headband wrapped around his hair was dangling. Finally, when he passed by a peach forest, he was hooked by a slanting peach branch and sailed away from home completely. Halfway through the run, he turned back and went after the headband again.

A blue and white hairband fell from the peach branch, floated into the palm of a hand stretched out in the mist before he reached out his hand, and then was held firmly, not blown at all by the wind.

Raising his eyes, he met a pair of drooping dark pupils. The air seemed to be filled with a chill as cold as a snowy mountain.

It was the senior brother whom I had met not long ago. Judging from the direction, I seemed to have brushed past him just now, but he ran so fast that he ignored him.

Standing there and slightly extending his hand, the eldest brother asked, "But did you drop it?"

He was a person very hard to meet. Normally, I would have to stop and chat with him for a while and admire his face. But today, I met him at a strange time and place. There was no time left. Farmer Lin, who was busy saving his flowers and plants, took the headband, thanked him politely, and continued running.

Then he suddenly remembered something, ran two steps and then braked suddenly. He turned his head and asked quickly: "Big Brother, do you know how to grow flowers?"

His eyes were wide open, full of expectations that he himself might not even realize. The eldest brother paused for a moment, then said, "I know a thing or two."

Then, just like the last time they met, he instantly lost ownership of his sleeve.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Nong Fulin grabbed the man's sleeves with both hands and cried for help: "Big Brother, save my Hua Lao Da and Cao Lao Er!"

...Flowers are the boss and grass is the second?

Without saying a word of refusal, Wen Baizhou was led away by the sleeve, and was taken for a jog for the first time in a long time.

Walking out of the fog and squatting in a corner of the yard with the others, he finally understood what the people were referring to as Hua Lao Da and Cao Lao Er.

There are flowers and plants planted in the corner of the yard. Because the flowers were planted first, they are called Flower No. 1. Similarly, the grass is called Grass No. 2.

Huddled together in the corner of the yard, his hands still unconsciously grasping his sleeves, Lin Zhusheng turned around and asked the omnipotent senior brother next to him, asking carefully: "How is it, can it be saved?"

His tone was full of worry; he really cared about his little patch of flowers and plants, and he was even a little nervous, which he didn't even feel when facing important tests.

Passing his fingers over the wilted petals, Wen Baizhou said, "Yes."

His eyes lit up and he let out a long breath. The farmer, who had been worried for a long time, finally relaxed and let go of the sleeves he was holding. When he found some wrinkles, he patted them apologetically.

Wen Baizhou lowered his eyes to look at his loosened sleeves, then retracted his gaze and said, "Although the names of Xichunhua and Xichuncao are similar, they are actually not related. The scent of Xichuncao is harmful to Xichunhua, so we just need to separate the two."

The reason is so simple.

The chicken nodded, and the very mobile farmer Lin turned around and took a shovel to move Xi Chuncao along with the grass and soil to a new home, and moved it directly to the other end of the yard, never to see his own boss Hua again.

The effect was immediate. As soon as the grass was moved away, the flower became lively again. Its wrinkled petals unfolded again, as if nothing had happened, and it became a sunny little flower again.

His eyes slowly widened, Lin Zhusheng raised his head and gave a thumbs-up to the person next to him, praising him: "Brother, you are a miracle doctor!"

The senior brother, the genius doctor, just shook his head slightly.

After listening to the noise in the clothes for a long time, the kitten finally crawled out and looked at the flower that had returned to its original state.

He was really rescued.

Bending down to look at his flowers a few more times, Lin Zhusheng liked them very much. He narrowed his eyes and said, "What beautiful flowers, boss."

The eldest brother half-knelt and looked at the flowers with him. His neat moon-white gown and pale blue silk robe did not match this small corner of the yard and the turned earth. But I didn't care, and rarely said a word, so I lowered my eyes and asked casually: "Are you planting these flowers to give as gifts?"

"Send it to someone?" Lin Zhusheng raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

The eldest brother said briefly: "The Xichun flower is mostly used to give to lovers."

"Ah that's not it."

The eldest brother sometimes says something shocking. Lin Zhusheng waved his hands and left a shadow. He denied it immediately and said with a pair of honest eyes: "I planted it to make snacks."

There was no yearning for love in his words, only a desire for edible snacks.

“…”

The kitten was listening and couldn't help but turn away.

This man has an empty head. All he cares about in his life is the food he has and the little bit of land he has.

The kitten couldn't bear to listen, and the eldest brother smiled.

He looked good when he smiled. Lin Zhusheng admired him from the side and looked up curiously and asked, "How do you know so much about this, Senior Brother?"

The eldest brother was silent for a moment, his eyes passed lightly across his face, then he retracted his gaze and said, "I have an old friend who likes to play with these, so I also went to learn a little bit about it."

If you want to understand each other's preferences, you must be very good friends.

Lin Zhusheng nodded in understanding, and habitually wanted to take out some snacks to thank the kind-hearted senior brother, but then he remembered that people didn't accept these things, so he quietly put them back.

After all this work, the early morning mist began to dissipate, revealing the peach grove and road opposite the yard. When he saw the path, he remembered that the elder brother had just picked it up from the road, so he asked casually, "Is there something going on here, elder brother?"

This place is basically inhabited by outer disciples. There doesn't seem to be anything special about it. If there is nothing going on, no one would come here.

Wen Baizhou stood up, looked away and said yes.

The person had something wrong but was still forced to stay here for so long. Lin Zhusheng quickly apologized and escorted the person out of the yard. He apologized, thanked and said goodbye all in one go. The whole process was very smooth.

The eldest senior brother left as he was watched. After entering the peach forest, his figure was obscured by the shadows of the trees until he could no longer be seen.

He retracted his gaze and sighed that the senior brother was a really good person. He then strolled back to the yard and sat on the steps to admire his flowers for a while. He turned his head and glanced at the next door and said, "It's so beautiful. The senior brother also praised it. How can Zhang Jing not like it?"

The kitten lay down beside him, with a hard-to-describe cat face, and said, "You mean last night you didn't sleep, and you woke him up late at night to watch the flowers bloom with you, and he beat you up?"

From its point of view, objectively speaking, the other party does not dislike flowers, nor does he have any opinion on flowers, but simply has an opinion on this person. If you change it, it will also beat you.

"I didn't think he was asleep."

After his crime from last night was exposed, Lin, who felt a little guilty, ended the topic instantly and took out his book "Self-cultivation of a Swordsman" in a serious manner and opened it.

The fog gradually dissipated and the early morning sun came out. He opened the book and read for a while, lazily basking in the sun, with one hand resting on his leg to support the side of his face, his eyes sweeping across the pages of the book. He took out his wooden sword and casually practiced with it, and found that it was surprisingly easy to use.

The sword turned a circle in his hand, stayed in the air for half a second, and then fell back into his hand and was caught steadily.

The kitten, who thought he would be injured by mistake, retreated tactically when he took out the sword. When he found that the sword did not fall, he exclaimed "Huh".

Hearing the sound, Lin Zhusheng turned around and saw the kitten taking emergency shelter. He condemned, "How rude! You don't trust me so much."

This has nothing to do with trust, it's mainly for the cat's safety.

Feeling that it was now safe, the kitten stepped forward again.

Then the people who had just been sitting there properly suddenly took action and launched a sneak attack.

The wooden sword turned a circle in his hand, and an air current surged as his long sleeves flipped. The blade cut through the air with a sound of breaking through air. The kitten was swept up in the air and forced into the air, its eyes wide open, and it stayed in the air for half a second before falling down.

Reaching out to catch the falling kitten steadily, Lin Zhusheng also plucked its fur, raised his eyes to look in the direction where the sword was swung, and said, "It really doesn't work."

The book said that using spiritual power when swinging a sword can have obvious effects, but apart from a little breeze, he didn't see any effect. Neither the fences nor the pebbles on the road were moved at all. It would be more obvious than just kicking them directly.

This kind of thing can't succeed in one go, I can only go back and think about it again.

The sun made his skin a little hot. Feeling that he had enough, Lin Zhusheng put away his book, picked up the kitten and went back to his room.

The attacked kitten struggled to slip out of his hand and crawled onto his shoulder. Before he could reproach it, its eyes were caught in the pink sky.

“Wow——”

The nearby fences and bushes were still, but the deserted peach forest on the opposite side was filled with noise. The numerous petals flew out in an arc, and the mist dissipated as the branches and leaves trembled, disappearing into the distant horizon.

[Current level: LV2 (1102/2000)]

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