Chapter 127 Wholesale White Moonlight

It is said that spring rain is as precious as oil, and the spiritual rain that falls on the second day of the second month during the Jindan tribulation is even more priceless.

Jiang Liang took out a large iron basin and put it on the ground under Lin Du's strange gaze.

This is also an excellent ingredient for soup. I will take it back to make medicine for Lin Du. The original soup can be turned into original food, and the wool comes from the sheep.

Lin Du, who was lying on the ground in a thin sheet, took a long time to shovel himself out. He obediently let Jiang Liang feel his pulse. He endured the hunger and swam a quick circle in Luoze. He went ashore to change his clothes, only to find that he had grown taller. The bottom of his robe had reached his ankles and was a little tight.

Lin Du dried his hair, and then skillfully twisted it into a bun on top of his head. He planned to go down the mountain to treat a few fellow apprentices to a meal and buy new robes.

Jiang Liang glanced at Yan Ye who had regained consciousness, and wanted to say something, but felt it was inappropriate, so he took the basin and went back to find his apprentice.

The child is growing up soon, but Yan Ye, a fool, probably doesn't understand.

The rain has stopped, the sky is full of rosy clouds, and the sound of Tao can be vaguely seen flowing. Wherever there are calamity clouds, there are auspicious clouds that represent good omens.

But no one knew whether it was because Lin Du jumped too fast or it was almost dusk, but the entire mountain range of the Supreme Sect was covered with rosy clouds, and even Dingjiu City was bathed in golden light.

When one reaches the third stage of cultivation, one’s life can be extended to a thousand years, and one can fly freely, soaring in the clouds and having colorful clouds holding up one’s feet.

Lin Du finally didn't have to use her magic weapon before flying. She walked among the clouds, sent messages to a few of her fellow apprentices, landed on the main peak, reported to the headmaster that she was fine, and kidnapped Ni Jinxuan. The group went down the mountain in a mighty manner.

The sunset glow sprinkled on the shoulders of the young men like honey, their robes fluttered, the sound of bronze bells was crisp and pleasant, wrapped in laughter, and dragged by the wind to bring out a happy atmosphere.

“Eat the roast duck from Fumanlou!”

“Eat the braised fish head in sauce from Haichanglou!”

"Eat the roasted lamb from Yanchun Pavilion!"

Lin Du was troubled by the quarrels of his three nephews. "Eat them all, eat them all, eat them all. At worst, we can just eat at one and then move on. It's not like we can't afford it."

A group of people came down the mountain and entered the Fumanlou in a noisy manner.

Lin Du had just survived a catastrophe, and his aura was still strong. He was also very young, so he was conspicuous wherever he went.

It is still cold in the north even in February. Mo Lin is wearing a black fox fur cloak. He is tall and from a distance he looks like a thinner version of a black bear that stole a cassock.

The remaining group of people were arguing with each other, and it became like a group of more than ten people, which was particularly eye-catching along the way.

"Second floor, private room number Tian, ​​six distinguished guests." The waiter had just finished speaking when his eyes fell on the disciple tokens on the six people and asked with a smile, "I wonder which Taoist priest in the sect has survived the heavenly tribulation today? Look at the auspicious clouds, it makes people happy."

Lin Du smiled without saying anything. Ni Jinxuan looked at her expression and swallowed her pride.

Yan Qing and Yuan Ye stared at each other without saying anything. Mo Lin smiled, holding his sleeves, and said, "He is one of my uncles."

There is indeed something wrong with this.

Lin Du thought to himself that this kid had really grown up.

The waiter recognized Mo Lin. A low-level cultivator could not perceive the specific cultivation level of a cultivator stronger than himself, so he smiled and said, "Your uncle must be a person who can benefit the people. What a great day it is on the second day of the second month when the dragon is rising."

The group walked upstairs and heard what was said in the tavern.

"Someone from our Supreme Sect advanced today. Did you see it? The thunderstorm lasted for a long time."

"I counted, thirty-nine heavenly tribulations, it looks like I'm advancing to the Tengyun realm!"

"Wow, when I saw the glow when I came out, I thought he was at least a real person in the Huiyang Realm."

"If an ordinary person can reach the Tengyun Realm in his lifetime, it means that his inner alchemy practice is complete. However, the subsequent practice of refining the spirit is not something that ordinary people can achieve."

"That's true. The Taoist priests of our Supreme Sect are all geniuses, and Dingjiu City has become a great place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery."

"When you mentioned your Jindan, I remembered the headline in the Anecdotes of the Cultivation World a few days ago. Hey, have you read it?"

"Which one?"

"He was the first disciple of Elder Pei Qin of Guiyuan Sect. He was about to fail the Dan-forming tribulation, but someone sacrificed himself to block it for him. He was able to survive and form a Dan-forming pill successfully."

When Lin Du heard this, he paused. Everyone who was going up the stairs stopped at the same time, pricked up their ears, and waited attentively for what would happen next.

"Wow, this heavenly calamity was originally meant for only one person, so it would be fine if we used magic weapons to block it, but if another person rushed in, wouldn't that be provoking the way of heaven? Wouldn't he be struck twice as hard?"

"That's right. It is said that the female cultivator who rushed in to save the man had her golden elixir shattered on the spot. Tsk tsk, why bother? If she fails to form a golden elixir the first time, won't there be a next time? As long as she doesn't kill the man, there is still hope."

"I'm afraid they were a couple. They couldn't bear to see their lover suffer. It was said that the first disciple was about to be struck to death by lightning, but a white figure rushed into the thunder and threw himself on the first disciple, blocking the rest of the thunder for him."

Lin Du suddenly turned around and looked at Xia Tianwu and Mo Lin thoughtfully.

Xia Tianwu was still wearing the same dark embroidered white dress today, but she had a green Liuxian skirt underneath, which was as tender as new buds on a willow branch. The jade belt around her waist echoed the ice jadeite on her head and the emerald glass necklace on her chest.

She sighed, "Why are they all dressed in white?"

Mo Lin:?

"Master, why are you looking at me? I'm not wearing white."

Lin Du turned his head and said, "Nothing, I just thought of Shao Fei."

Shao Fei is white, Xia Tianwu is white, and when it comes to Xia Tianwu’s special white moonlight, it’s still white.

There is only one moon, and its white moonlight is everywhere, distributed in batches.

Mo Lin sneered, "Little Master, are you slandering me?"

"They are short of spiritual bones to ascend, and they have set their sights on me. They dare not come to take it openly, and have to rely on a woman like that. It gives me a headache to hear about fate or no fate."

"Tell me, if you can't ascend to heaven, you can go to hell and become a ghost cultivator."

"I have been unable to practice martial arts for the past year. My bones are aching from lying down these past few days."

"The bone pain is not caused by lying down. It takes other people a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, but you have injured all the bones in your body." Xia Tianwuben was walking side by side with him. When he heard this complaint, he turned around and looked at him.

"With your usual strength in body refining, you can break bones three times a day now. Just be quiet."

Lin Du lowered his eyes, smiled, and continued to go upstairs.

Yuan Ye was thoughtful, "Is this first disciple the one who made an appointment with our junior master to compete nine years later? What's his name?"

Yan Qing continued, "Wu Xi, the soul was unable to defeat the ghost of Lan Jujie and was almost seized. The junior master pinched the neck and punched it into a pig's head."

After he said that, Xia Tianwu also remembered, "The pig head with a broken nose?"

Lin Du nodded, trying not to laugh, "Yes, that's it."

Mo Lin was suspicious, "Why does Junior Sister know and I don't know?"

"Didn't you not go to the Lanju Secret Realm?"

A group of people went into the private room and ordered food. Mo Lin ordered the food as usual, while the others chatted at the same time and poured tea into the cups at the door of each person with bowls and chopsticks familiarly. The whole room was filled with chatter.

"Wu Xi also said that our junior master can't form a pill in nine years, but he still needs others to risk their lives to save him before he can form a pill successfully. Tsk tsk tsk, it has to be our junior master."

Lin Du was playing with the Fu Sheng fan in his hand with a smile on his face the whole time. He only reacted after hearing Yuan Ye's words, "Don't gloat over other people's misfortunes. They are people and I am me. It's normal for him not to know your junior master's talent."

"Speaking of which, who was the one who helped him to prevent the lightning from shattering his golden elixir?"