Chapter 24 Master



Chapter 24 Master

The sword energy passed through the air, suddenly extending into the distance, and swept up the fallen leaves on the ground.

It also swept up the people standing not far away.

With a slash of the sword, Zhang Jing, with a numb face, flew two miles away. The disciples who were watching raised their clothes, opened their eyes wide, and collectively took a small step back, casting incredible gazes at the person involved.

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Lin, the person involved, was also amazed. He stood there holding his broken little wooden sword, looking at the sword, then at his partner who had flown far away. His eyes were wider than those of the other disciples.

[Current level: LV2 (1202/2000)]

It shouldn't.

I've tried it before, his attack shouldn't be that powerful.

Silence was the main training ground today. Finally, the elder spoke up to break the silence. He gestured with his hands twice and said, "... Not bad."

It was really good, much better than expected... but a little too much.

People fly too far away and need to squint to see clearly.

Then the person who flew too far came back on his own, his steps getting faster and faster, and the sword in his hand becoming clearer and clearer.

Lin Zhusheng swung his sword, now it was Zhang Jing's turn.

There was a back and forth movement, and the person who had just knocked someone away with his sword was also knocked away, but he did not fly that far, and only experienced a few seconds of swimming in the air.

Seeing that the two people were still intending to continue, the elder quickly spoke up to stop them.

It was very successful. On the first day of early sword practice, Lin Zhusheng and his introverted and quiet friend left a deep impression on everyone else and became known as "the two men who threw each other two miles away."

The thing that he had never lacked since he was a child was the attention of others. Lin Zhusheng adapted well, practiced sword skills normally and communicated with his fellow disciples normally. After finishing the sword skills practice, he ran to the library.

He hadn't finished reading yesterday's book, and he was very worried that someone else would borrow it today and he would have nothing to read. His plan to plant a yard full of vegetables in the spring was postponed.

Facts proved that his worries were completely unnecessary. For the time being, Tianzong did not have any other disciples who were so keen on growing vegetables. The book was still on the original bookshelf, intact.

It didn't rain, and there were more people in the library today than yesterday. It was finally not empty and deserted. Taking the book, he went to the place where he had sat yesterday and found that there were many people in the small pavilion. He leaned on the railing and looked around. Finally, he lowered his head and looked at the quiet courtyard in the atrium.

That should be the place with the least people. He made a quick decision, put the book in one hand and went straight down the stairs.

The weather is very good today. The sunlight shines into the corridor through the windows and the carved wooden railings in the aisle, illuminating the wooden aisle with a warm yellow color.

The atrium, which was damp last time, now looks much warmer. The trees at the four corners have sprouted new buds that are green and look very vibrant.

The person I saw last time was still there, standing in the middle of the courtyard, holding a broom in one hand, slowly sweeping the leaves on the ground, and the hem of his gray clothes slowly moved with it.

The only difference was that this time the other person was holding an umbrella in his hand, blocking the sunlight above his head, and the whole person was plunged into darkness.

Walking into the light, Lin Zhusheng greeted everyone as he walked.

The other person turned his head, and his long white hair moved with it. The part that emerged from the shadow of the umbrella was shockingly dazzling.

He shifted his gaze in time to protect his eyesight, raised his head slightly and looked at the face in the shadow.

Unlike the last time when it rained and his hair covered his face like noodles, this time the other person's face was exposed, and a pair of light golden vertical pupils were very conspicuous.

It certainly doesn't look like a human, just looking at the eyes.

But none of this matters. Lin Zhusheng trotted over while waving, and as he got closer, he pulled out a sweet and soft snack like a magic trick, accompanied by an artificially created "beep, beep" sound effect.

The kitten nestled in his arms, its black furry head popping out, saying, "It should be 'Dangdangdang', right?"

Lin Zhusheng responded by pressing the kitten's head into his clothes with one hand.

The kitten slipped out of the clothes, and running away from the yard with its four paws tumbling.

Realizing that the snacks he took out were for himself, Wuqi chose between the umbrella and the broom and put down the broom, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Lin Zhusheng put the snack into the person's hand. This time he was well prepared and put greaseproof paper on the outside of the snacks so he didn't have to worry about them getting dirty.

As he put it on, he smiled and said, "I'll lend you a place to sit. This is a thank you gift."

Fear of this strange servant who was the murderer meant that few people visited the courtyard corridors, let alone the courtyard itself. It's quiet, you can bask in the sun, and apart from the fact that there's a ferocious beast nearby, this is a great place to read.

Considering that the other party was in a daze the last time they met and didn't say a word, he wanted to find a place to sit down after he finished speaking, but he suddenly heard a voice beside his ear: "Okay."

The hoarse voice seemed to be held back in the throat. Although it only consisted of one word, one could tell the strange tone of voice, as if the person hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

"?"

Startled, he quickly turned his head to look at the person standing next to him. Meeting a pair of light golden vertical pupils, the words slipped out of his mouth in an instant: "So you can talk."

It's the equivalent of nonsense.

In short, after getting permission, he found a clean place and sat down. He also generously patted the seat next to him and asked people to sit with him.

There's no sign that he's the one sitting here.

Wuqi, who could actually speak, actually sat down after a brief silence. He was like a rusty machine; every move he made was slow, with an indescribable sense of sluggishness, even when he was eating snacks.

He also took out some snacks and ate them. Then he opened the book, turned his head and looked at the person next to him who was still holding an umbrella, and reminded him, "It's not raining anymore, you can put away your umbrella."

Wuqi looked up at the umbrella, then looked at him, but finally made no move.

Most people can't stand this kind of quiet atmosphere, but AAA's super talkative Master Lin is different. He doesn't care about the silence at all and continues, "You can bask in the sun after you put away your umbrella."

Turning his head to look at the sunlight falling on him, he recommended it passionately, saying, "Today's sunlight is very good, it's very comfortable to bask in it."

The people next to him didn't put away their umbrellas, but finally moved them slightly so that their skin could get some sunlight.

Lin Zhusheng turned a page of the book and said with a smile, "Yeah, it feels good, right?"

The curve of his eyes when he smiled was very special, and you could tell at a glance that he was very happy. Wu Qi's facial muscles twitched twice, as if he wanted to learn how to smile, but he only twitched twice and couldn't smile at all.

He didn't laugh. Lin Zhusheng was amused by him first. He wanted to lower his head and pretend that he didn't see it, but he couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he quickly said sorry.

"Hair," Wu Qi turned his gaze and said, not caring about his laughter, "It's different from before."

Unexpectedly, he still remembered his hairstyle yesterday. Lin Zhusheng wanted to scratch his head out of habit, but stopped in time. He tilted his head to show it and said, "A kind senior brother helped me with it."

He made it last night. He didn't learn how to replicate it, so it was disposable, so he couldn't bear to take it apart. He was very careful when he went to bed at night, not to damage the shape, and he persevered until today.

As expected, the eldest brother’s moves were different; even Wu Qi could see the difference.

After patting his hands which were hopelessly damaged by handwork, he continued to nibble on the soft snack and lowered his head to read a book.

Thanks to the beast's reputation, he sat there quietly for the entire afternoon. When it gradually got dark and too dark to read, he finally returned the borrowed book at the last minute.

After returning the book, he found the kitten that had jumped out of its own accord, and as he left, he said goodbye to the people who were still sitting in the courtyard.

The man stood up, his movements still slow. After he really stood up, the people who were originally in the corridor had already walked away. Standing in the night holding an umbrella, he finally withdrew his gaze and looked down at the iron chains on his feet.

It was sunny for a while afterwards.

The spring sun is not too strong and feels very comfortable on the body. It is very regular. Lin Zhusheng practices sword in the morning, goes to the academy to catch up on sleep in the morning, goes to the library to read the secrets of growing vegetables and flowers in the afternoon and feeds Wuqi at the same time, and goes to the unexplored mountains to be a savage at night. His whole day is clearly arranged.

Although he initially suspected that he was considered mentally retarded in the world of cultivation, fortunately he actually seemed to be quite talented. He had no problem with the academy and sword practice, and he could keep up with everything and even made rapid progress.

Every time he swung the sword with all his strength, his experience points increased by 100. While his fellow disciples were preparing to draw energy into their bodies, he had already reached level 3.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that after running around the library for so long, he can finally start to open up his own yard.

It was a nice day, and also a rare day when he didn't have to get up early to practice sword fighting. As soon as the sun shone through the window, the cyber farmer lying in bed took off, put on his clothes, picked up the seeds, and jumped into the yard.

The peach blossoms in the peach forest halfway up the mountain opposite the house are falling faster and faster, and green leaves are beginning to emerge, which looks very friendly to the eyes at first glance.

He strictly separated the cheap vegetables from the expensive flowers. He buried the soil he had brought with him when he ran all over the mountains and fields, squatted on the ground and placed the seeds one by one, squatting in his small yard and moving slowly.

Until the last planned seed was planted in the ground and every seed was properly watered, he finally stood up with his old waist, facing the light and wiped away the non-existent sweat of hard work.

He had used less than half of the seeds he had bought before, and he still had to find a place to open up new land.

The hardworking farmer was worried about his seeds. The kitten lay leisurely under the eaves, swishing its tail. It looked up and asked him, "Aren't you going to find Wuqi to improve your favorability today?"

"I'll stop by on my way to the academy this afternoon." Tired of standing, Lin Zhusheng squatted on the ground and asked, "Why?"

"Nothing, I just remembered that your impression should be quite high."

The kitten blinked and reminded him that there was a side quest to make Wuqi recognize his master, and suggested irresponsibly: "Why don't you just let him recognize his master directly, it would be perfect..."

With a snap, Lin Zhusheng quickly refused.

He refused too quickly and too firmly, and seemed a little serious. Kitty had never seen this expression on his face before, and was startled and stood up, thinking that there was some principled issue, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"He, after recognizing the master, shouldn't he call me master?"

The serious farmer Lin scratched his head and said in a simple voice: "When a grown man calls me like this, it seems like I have some quirk."

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