Chapter 181 Hey, Lin Du has made progress

The medicine was bubbling and boiling, and heat was rising in the room.

Lin Du closed his eyes and pondered what Wei Zhi had just said.

Wei Zhi could go to the mortal world alone, but he chose to go with them. The key should be Yuan Ye.

Is there anything in Yuan Ye and the mortal world that is worth endangering?

Wei Zhi seemed to have been trying to find a way to deal with the aftereffects of swallowing a dragon, but this person actually liked to watch the excitement more. Now that he took the initiative to ask to go with us, he must have something to ask for, which might be related to the formation and the dragon veins.

But Wei Zhi used that information and even showed weakness to achieve his counterpart's goals, but he never revealed his ultimate goal.

If... there is a conflict in the ultimate goal, she and Yuan Ye might be the ladder for him to approach the dragon vein.

You have to go to the secular world, but you have to be on guard against danger.

It is better to keep danger close to you than to have it appear suddenly.

Lin Du is good at responding to situations improvisationally.

Lin Du frowned. A senior brother who had defected, a demon lord who was conservatively estimated to still be alive. Xia Tianwu’s story had not yet ended, and Yuan Ye was in trouble again.

Anyone who doesn't have any problems is not worthy of being called a disciple of the Supreme Sect, right?

"Feeling bad? Your brows are wrinkled like an old man, so ugly." Yan Ye said, and suddenly sniffed, "Why is there a smell of sandalwood?"

Lin Du opened his eyes and said, "What kind of dog nose is that?"

Yan Ye:? This disciple is useless, just throw him away.

"Something's up. Where's my second brother?"

"Take care of Yuan Ye and Yan Qing. Yuan Ye is seriously injured and hasn't woken up yet."

Lin Du couldn't help but frown again. Yuan Ye was seriously injured, which might be related to the curse on his body.

"How are the others hurt?"

"Those three people are not a big deal. They can be cured by taking some medicine." Jiang Liang continued, "You should worry about yourself."

Although his heart pulse inexplicably recovered, his consciousness and spiritual power were severely overdrawn.

"Try not to use your spiritual power for one year."

Lin Du couldn't lie still any longer, "What about my individual competition?"

"It has been postponed because the disciples were seriously injured. After consultation with the sect, the organizer decided to hold it again in three years. At the same time, they promised to detain and execute those who caused the chaos within three years to show the power of Zhongzhou."

Yan Ye's voice was faint, but Lin Du could still hear some disgust and dissatisfaction in it.

Lin Du suddenly asked a question, "You must have heard my method of breaking the formation at that time, why didn't you say a word? I don't think you would support that method of breaking the formation."

Another reason why she was so upset in the secret realm was that Yan Ye was clearly connected to the spiritual consciousness, but he never said a word. He was completely different from the person who usually pointed fingers at her homework.

In other words, based on Yan Ye's knowledge, there must be a better way to break the formation.

But he never said a word.

The room fell silent for a moment. Lin Du looked at the frighteningly cold man with white hair and black clothes in front of him, and suddenly knew the answer.

"Because this is my own destiny."

"Because that is your own destiny."

The two spoke at the same time, and Jiang Liang's beard trembled when he heard it.

To this day, he still doesn't understand how this master and disciple get along with each other.

Lin Du turned around with great effort, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

After a long while, Yan Ye seemed to feel that what he said was too simple, and added.

"Because I think you can make the decision and handle it well."

"That is indeed not the best solution in my eyes, but it is the best solution in your eyes. From now on, your path will be the best solution you choose."

Lin Du felt a little pain from the scratching of his bones and the hard bed, so he lay down again.

"Well, you're right. It was very noisy at that time. I wouldn't have listened to you even if you had said it."

Yan Ye: ...We really can’t keep this traitor anymore, just throw him out.

Jiang Liang cleared his throat, removed the medicine jar from the fire and poured it out, "Drink the medicine."

"When you feel better, we will return to the sect."

Lin Du groaned, sat up bitterly and drank the medicine.

"I asked those powerful men for valuable medicinal herbs and one million high-quality spirit stones. I'll give the herbs to you, Fifth Brother, and you can keep the spirit stones for yourself."

Lin Du held the medicine bowl, looked at the box, and said with deep emotion, "I suddenly feel like I'm better."

After taking a bowl of medicine, Lin Du's stomach growled. He turned around and looked at Jiang Liang innocently, "Can I eat? I'm hungry."

Jiang Liang met her eager eyes and expressed a firm rejection, "No, your internal organs are a bit overloaded now."

The light in Lin Du's eyes died.

"I'll borrow a kitchen and make some soup for you. You can only drink the soup, and you can't eat the meat." Jiang Liang couldn't stand the desperate look of his junior sister, so he turned around and silently prepared to light a small stove for Lin Du.

"I'd rather not drink your soup which only tastes like medicine." Lin Du was desperate.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by a gentle female voice, "I am the younger generation of the Jese Emperor Du Shao. I heard that Fellow Daoist Lin has woken up. I just made a bowl of Ling Su porridge. Master said that Fellow Daoist Lin has slept for a day and a night, so you can drink it to warm yourself up."

Lin Du came back to life, "Excuse me, Sister Du Shao! Please come in!"

Yan Ye and Jiang Liang watched helplessly as the dying man, who had been lying on the bed like a paper man, suddenly sat up with his legs stretched out. A light of joy suddenly burst out from his dark and lifeless eyes, and his voice became lively.

"What did she just call me?" Yan Ye turned to Jiang Liang in disbelief.

"Did she just use the phrase 'Come in'?"

"She even smiled at her!" Jiang Liang was shocked, "She doesn't even smile at you."

Du Shao came in with the porridge, nodded to the two seniors, looked up and saw that Lin Du was in good spirits, then she felt relieved.

Lin Du looked at the bowl of Lingsu porridge eagerly. When it came to him, he picked it up and said thank you first, "So my sister is here too."

Du Shao nodded. "Now that I have become a direct disciple and have a master, I followed my master. After all, a doctor must be present for the competition. Are you feeling better? My master said that your heart is the most seriously injured part."

Lin Du smiled and said, "I'm fine. My senior brother is here. As for you, so many disciples were injured at the scene. You disciples of the Je Sejong should be very busy, right?"

"Drink slowly, it's hot." Du Shao sat on the bedside, watching her sip the porridge, her expression became softer, "This time some disciples have overdrawn too much, especially the disciples of small sects. Even if they use all the strength of the sect, it will be difficult to repair the insufficient essence."

"But there is an interesting thing. After discussion, we didn't intend to discard the score of this team competition. Guess what happened?"

Lin Du blinked and looked up at her.

Du Shao did not want to keep her in suspense and started to speak, "The nineteenth place this year is not from one of the three sects, six schools, or ten schools, but a school that was not ranked before, a school with mostly chefs!"

"The Feixing Sect was actually squeezed out."

Lin Du was in high spirits when he heard about the cooking repair, but he lowered his eyes lazily when he heard about the Feixing Sect, "It's what you deserve."

It would be impossible for the Feixing Sect to recover its former glory without one or two hundred years to rectify the chaos.

"Speaking of which, you have really made a name for yourself this time. When our disciples went to various sects to deliver medicine, they all showed respect and admiration when they heard them mention your name."

Du Shao's eyes were bright and she was teasing with obvious good intentions.

Lin Du grumbled, "It's all fake. It's better not to show off."

The two of them chatted for a while, and after Lin Du finished his bowl of porridge, Du Shao stood up and said goodbye and left.

As soon as the door closed, Yan Ye sneered, "Hey, sister Du Shao is so nice? Many disciples of the sect admire you very much."

"It's great Lin Du."

Lin Du listened to Yan Ye's strange tone and turned his head, pretending not to hear it.

Yan Ye cleared his throat and said, "Speaking of Feixing Sect, I now remember that the thing you asked me for before has come to fruition."

After drinking the porridge, Lin Du felt a little warm. He looked at Yan Ye, waiting for his answer.

Yan Ye also stood there motionless, waiting for Lin Du to say something nice.

The two men were blind with their eyes and blind with their hearts. After a moment of stalemate, Yan Ye compromised.

"He is now in the mortal world. It should be related to the damage to his soul as you said. That's why he was placed in the mortal world to nourish his soul. He is now eight years old."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Mortal world?"

It seems that one trip can settle two things.