Chapter 203 The Supreme Sect is the King of Scrolls!

Lin Du returned to the painful time of companionship and taking medicine. Fortunately, she did have something important to discuss with Feng Chao.

"Eighth Senior Brother's true body has not been found yet, but his puppets are really everywhere. Yuan Ye Dragon Qi is also behind him. Now Yuan Ye Dragon Qi has..."

Lin Du took the official report of the cultivation world and read it for a while, his eyes gradually focused, "This matter has spread all over the cultivation world. Is Fu Sifang really not opened by the Wenfu family?"

This is a good question, but Fu Sifang has been in the world of cultivation for thousands of years, and its main theme is neutrality. No matter whether you are a human, a demon or a monster, you are all treated equally and must follow the rules.

Feng Chao was too lazy to read the court bulletin, so it was Lin Du who read it and summarized the key points.

"What do you think?"

"That's a good thing. A genius who has lost his glory and faded into obscurity will never be coveted by others. Dogs passing by will lick him."

Just like the little meat at Lindu that gets stuck in teeth, even the evil spirits won’t eat it.

Feng Chao smiled and continued writing, "Have you completed all the homework that your Seventh Senior Sister assigned to you today?"

Lin Du swallowed the speculations and guesses that were about to reach his throat, lowered his head, took out the half-finished paper, and picked up the pen with resentment.

What kind of good person could paint all the scenery she saw during nearly three hundred days away from home in just seven days? Why not let her paint a painting of a thousand miles of mountains and rivers in seven days?

"Don't complain about your sister. She said she's never seen you like flowers, plants, or mountains. You're not sensitive to the changing seasons. You can't resonate with the heavens and the earth. How can you achieve great success in the future?"

Lin Du was so annoyed that he randomly drew a Peppa Pig. After he came to his senses, he decided to go with the flow and glued a few pieces of paper together. He might as well draw a picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains. It was a small one anyway, so he could cover it up.

Lin Du built a pavilion in the air and a pavilion on Peppa Pig, with mountains and pine trees, but he just got by with it.

So seven days later, Feng Yi opened the scroll and found that Lin Du had honestly painted a long scroll. He felt deeply moved that he had really grown up and was now knowledgeable. He took the scroll to show off to his second senior brother.

"The framework is quite good, although it is a bit technical and lacks artistic conception, but it is still remarkable, except that..."

Cangli's hand touched a very small spot, which was a pavilion halfway up a green mountain on the edge of a piece of paper. "Is this staining the ink?"

Obviously not. It has a face and a circle or two, like a snowman. But it doesn't look right. It is so rough and even a little funny amid the ink-painted mountains and rivers.

It was probably drawn with ink for tracing, and it's so small that you can't really notice it unless you look very closely.

"Is this child...careless?" Cangli pondered the words.

Feng Yi didn't think that this was carelessness. Lin Du had never been careless. It was all intentional and deliberate, and had been planned for a long time.

"You said... Is it the rebellious stage? Don't you want to study hard anymore?"

The brothers and sisters were shocked by this guess and stared at each other in amazement.

Yuan Ye, who was passing by, kindly reminded him, "When did Junior Master stop being rebellious?"

Cangli thought for a moment and asked, "Really?"

Feng Yi calmed down, "That's right."

I saw her writing from big characters to small characters before, and I really thought she had tempered her character, but she still needs to improve.

So Lin Du happily received one month of additional training.

The person involved expressed deep regret, very deep regret.

Feng Chao sometimes gets used to him, but Feng Yi never gets used to her.

It's probably the difference between a class teacher and the director of the academic department.

For a whole month, Lin Du was like a wandering soul, with his arms hanging and dangling. Once, Cang Li went to the study and saw the junior sister concentrating on practicing calligraphy. She reached for water without even looking up and almost drank the brush-rinsing water on the table as tea.

Cang Li couldn't help but pull Feng Yi outside the study to discuss, "Don't push your junior sister too hard. That child is so young. Not everyone is practicing like you, even when their hands are shaking, but they won't stop writing."

Feng Yi was still the same, as dignified and proper as the matchstick figure that Lin Du occasionally drew when he was crazy. He just glanced at him and said, "Why didn't you tell me that your hands bled when you first learned to play the instrument?"

Lin Du listened through the window and realized that all the people in the Supreme Sect are the King of Rolls!

"No, what do you want to do? She is a magician, why do you insist on her drawing those pictures? Just to temper her character? Why don't you come to my place and listen to some music to purify your soul?"

As Cang Li was talking, he suddenly thought of something and slowly took a step back, "Feng Yi, you don't expect Lin Du to enter Tiangong Tower one day, do you?"

Feng Yi raised an eyebrow and suppressed Lin Du's consciousness. "No way? No one has been able to enter the Tiangong Tower so far, and no one has been able to obtain the ancient gods' inheritance. I can make talismans remotely without a medium, but it cannot be recognized. Lin Du is gifted, so I have to give it a try."

Lin Du only felt that his consciousness was pushed back, his ears buzzed, and he could hear nothing.

Desperate Lin Du: ...Ha, adults, you don’t allow others to hear your gossip!

After seeing the news about Mo Shuang Xuan Hua in the official newspaper, the angry and rebellious Lin Du turned around and ran away with Xia Tianwu and Yan Qing.

Fresh flowers need to be picked, and fresh white moonlight needs to be seen.

Lingtong Cliff is located in the south of Zhongzhou. It was afternoon when Lin Du and his two companions arrived. They could vaguely see a lot of people gathered at the bottom of the cliff. Some of them did not follow the usual path and were hanging on the cliff that was almost cut from top to bottom by a knife.

The cliff is extremely high, but the miasma at the bottom of the cliff lingers all year round. The thick fog and dense vegetation block all vision. The terrain is rugged, with high cliffs on three sides. It is extremely dangerous. The only survivor has no safe way to enter the mountain, and the nearby mountain people who collect herbs have never actually entered the bottom of the cliff.

The magnetic field here is special. Flying boats cannot fly in it at all, and it takes a lot of effort to get down.

"...The official report said there were black frost flowers underneath. How did you find them?" Lin Du landed on the top of the cliff, frowning.

Yan Qing shook his head. "Master, you searched the bookstore all night but couldn't find a map. There are only sporadic records, and some people even paid the price with their lives. This shows that few people have developed this place."

It is common for top-grade spiritual plants to grow in strange places, but where did this information come from?

"It should be the abnormality of Lingyun and Baoguang coming into the world." Xia Tianwu is very experienced. "Did you hear it?"

Lin Du nodded. From the bottom of the cliff came the sounds of weapons clashing and shouts. Listening carefully, one could tell they were not the sounds of people fighting. Add to that the faint spiritual aura in the air, and a mature medical practitioner could tell what kind of baby was born based on the records in the book.

"Shall we go down now?" Yan Qing regretted not bringing Yuan Ye with him, at least he had a lot of tools.

Lin Du looked around at the scattered people on the cliff top and said, "Don't worry, wait until it's almost ripe."

She is looking for someone.

The target was found quickly.

"Isn't that... a fellow Taoist from Guiyuan Sect?" Yan Qing also followed Lin Du's gaze and looked over there. "Why do they wear disciple uniforms wherever they go?"

"Maybe... because of poverty." Lin Du said solemnly.

Yan Qing: Hmm? That makes sense.

But that person was wearing the gold and white Guiyuan Sect disciple uniform, which made him particularly conspicuous among the crowd. From a distance, he looked like the bright golden sun, with a rugged figure. The other person next to him was wearing a white dress, looking pure and innocent, and a little aloof.

Lin Du clicked his tongue and turned to look at Xia Tianwu.

Well, no one is wearing white today. In order to comply with what Lin Du said, "take the enemy by surprise and steal the day", the three of them are all wearing dark clothes and wearing masks so that they can be sneak attackers.

Lin Du sighed. She had no opinion on Bai Yueguang or the color white. She hoped that this was a good person. After all... Yan Qing seemed to admire this girl quite a bit.

"Yan Qing, the person next to Wu Xi is Cui Yujun?"

Yan Qing responded, and then saw his junior uncle, who never actively socialized outside, walked away.

"Hey, wizard nephew, what a coincidence! You haven't paid back this year's money yet. Now that we have met, you can settle this year's debt."