Chapter 182 I picked up some scraps, you can play with them

The news of the incident in the Zhongzhou competition had immediately spread across the entire Dongming Realm.

But the rumors vary from place to place.

Rumor has it in Zhongzhou that 125 elite disciples of the sect, led by formation masters, turned the tide and broke the evil formation. As soon as Immortal Master Yanye appeared, the Demon Master was so scared that he ran away.

Rumor has it in the demon world that the Demon Lord severely teased these Zhongzhou sects and elite disciples in the Zhongzhou competition, and no one in Zhongzhou noticed it beforehand.

According to the legend of the monster clan, during the Zhongzhou competition, the Demon Lord went to provoke trouble, but the Immortal Lord Yanye descended from the sky with a sword, scaring the Demon Lord so much that he fled underground again and directly killed the traitor. Lin Du, the disciple of the Immortal Lord Yanye, uncovered the evil conspiracy in the secret realm. It is said that he broke the strongest evil demon formation at the youngest age, and he is truly a legendary figure of the same lineage.

At that time, various rumors about the Zhongzhou Competition were rampant, and the elite disciples of the sect also listed their names and biographies one by one, and Lin Du's portrait spread to many places.

At this moment, Legend himself was sitting on the top of the hill with his second senior brother, listening to elegant guqin music, drinking tea, and looking as leisurely as a rich and idle man.

Cangli suddenly withdrew his hand, and Lindu's hand holding the tea also paused.

"Stop playing. Your mind is not at peace. It will not be good for your cultivation." He put away his hand, lowered his eyes, and pondered what Lin Du said. "I thought Yuan Ye was so strong, how come he was the last one to wake up this time?"

Lin Du put down the teacup casually, and before Second Senior Brother raised his eyes, he silently straightened the tea bowl, with the patterned tea facing the person opposite him.

Cang Li's frown relaxed for a moment. "I will investigate it myself as you said, but I checked Yuan Ye when he joined the sect and he was clearly fine. How could this happen?"

Lin Du couldn't keep his hands idle, and lazily pointed at the table, "Is it possible? It's just a guess, it may not be correct."

Cangli looked up at her and said, "Just tell me, I'm not in a good mood today."

"It has something to do with Eighth Senior Brother." Lin Du put away his hands, sat upright, and spoke quickly, "In this world of cultivation, there is another person who knows Yuan Ye's birth date, in addition to the person in our sect who made the disciple token, that is, you now."

"Grand Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty." After seeing the unsmiling face of his second senior brother, Lin Du behaved like a quail. "There is clearly a natural restriction between our spiritual world and the mortal world. This Grand Master can lead Yuan Ye to the spiritual world, so he is no mediocre person."

"Perhaps he is greedy for money, or perhaps he came to the spirit world just to live forever. But he has poor qualifications and is old. It is estimated that he will not be able to enter any major sect during the Zhongzhou disciple election. What if he wants to go back now?"

"And what is his reason for going back? Of course, he wants to use Yuan Ye to save the country. After all, they came here to find a way to save the country."

Lin Du finished speaking in one breath, took a sip of tea, and continued, "So at the beginning, Yuan Ye had no obstacles in his cultivation. Yuan Ye said that he could never reach the barrier of Tengyun Realm, but he had no obstacles in building the foundation before. Is it possible that this spell was cast later?"

Cangli's expression gradually became solemn, "What you said makes sense, but Lao Ba..."

"I think there's something wrong with Old Eight." Lin Du said bluntly, "He's not a demon cultivator, at least not on the side of the Demon Lord, but he's definitely not on our side either."

"Mo Lin's spiritual bones, my life-saving spiritual herbs, and Yuan Ye's dragon energy."

And there was no strange fire in the summer.

"I have told Senior Sister before, is it possible that those who covet our unique features have another hand behind the scenes?"

"The owner of that hand wants us geniuses to become ordinary people."

Lin Du sat in front of Cang Li, his eyes dark, "At least when Qianyu jumped out during the competition that day, she said something that clearly showed a strong hatred for the so-called talent and destiny, didn't she?"

"Eighth Brother, what happened in the past?"

Cangli was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "You should know that when the world was first created, the rules were unstable, and the ancient gods were born. Later, the rules stabilized and the ancient gods naturally fell. The tombs of those fallen ancient gods are scattered all over the world."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows in surprise, not knowing why Cangli mentioned this. "I know."

"Wenfu used to be the most likable junior fellow of our generation, until one day the God's Tomb came into the world and we entered it together. At that time, Wenfu was still very young and had just formed his Dan."

"Your master inherited the legacy of an ancient god, Siming Dao."

"There is a mirror in the tomb of the gods, named Qiongtian. If a destined person stands in front of it, he will see the future."

Cang Li paused, "Wen Fu and your master have both looked in the mirror."

"After your master finished taking the photos, he destroyed the mirror with a sword. People said he went crazy."

"Neither of them talked about what they saw, and no one pressed them."

"Until Wenfu entered the Lanju Secret Realm and died. Six hundred years later, he reappeared and leaked your information to Fusifang."

Lin Du pondered for a moment after hearing this, but a smile appeared on his face. "I want to see the puppet substitute that Wen Fu left behind."

Cangli nodded, "Here you go."

"Oh, right." Cang Li stood up. "That day when the secret realm collapsed, I picked up some trash. Little Junior Sister, take whatever you like."

A pile of things suddenly appeared in front of Lin Du. Before she could react, Cangli piled up a new mountain on the top of the mountain.

Cangli rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's play. I know you like it, little sister."

Lin Du: ...Not really.

But she was indeed very happy.

Lin Dukou dug in the mountain for ten days.

After ten days, Yuan Ye finally recovered. He ate three bowls of rice and a bowl of Lindu brand deep-fried pork. With tears in his eyes, he pulled his junior master's hand and said, "I really feel like I'm dying, junior master."

"Who told you to be so stubborn? You had to spend your time playing music to help others when you were feeling bad. Are you okay now?" Yan Qing said with disdain, but he didn't touch Yuan Ye's favorite deep-fried pork at all.

Ni Jinxuan and Xia Tianwu had already recovered. Lin Du just smiled at the dinner table, and then suddenly dropped a bombshell, "Yuan Ye and I will go to the secular world in a few days. Jinxuan will come with us and show you the world."

Yuan Ye's eyes widened. "Ah? Although I do want to see Da Zhou, why is it so sudden?"

Lin Du put down his chopsticks and said, "Because I can't use my spiritual power for a year, I want to take Jinxuan to see the mortals, get in touch with the ground, and let her see the warmth and coldness of human nature. After all, this is your hometown, so it's not too much for you to be a tour guide, right?"

But in just nine years, Lin Du had evolved from being called Junior Uncle Master in the beginning to a truly respectable Uncle Master who could decide many things.

Yuan Ye thought about it and laughed, "Great! It just so happens that I can't let go of it, so I can't form the elixir. Once I let go of it, maybe I can form the elixir smoothly!"