Chapter 22 My weak and incapable junior master

"Who is Lin Du?"

"Which family's Lindu?"

"Among the three sects and six schools in Zhongzhou, which one did Lin Du learn from? How did he suddenly appear without any news?"

"Oh, the Supreme Sect, that's all right."

In the Supreme Sect, those who cannot make it onto the Qingyun Ranking will be laughed at for a hundred years, and those who cannot make it onto the Chongxiao Ranking will be laughed at for a thousand years.

By summer, the two new disciples had also built their foundation and were listed at the bottom of the Qingyun list. When the maple leaves turned red, Ni Jinxuan was also included in the list. Although their rankings were not very high, there was still a long way to go and there would always be time for changes.

Although I have talent, I can still catch up with it even with hard work.

The Supreme Sect never lets down geniuses, and geniuses are also ordinary people.

Lin Du, who was being missed by many people, was currently sitting in a fixed window seat in the sect's library. In front of him was a piece of rice paper, on which were densely written a large number of numbers and a bunch of scribbles in small calligraphy. There were also many pieces of waste paper on the ground, but the people sitting on it had no intention of picking them up.

The fine wolf-hair brush was roughly pressed onto the rice paper, and the characters became increasingly impatient and rough. Then, with a snap, the brush broke in the middle.

The young man slammed the piece of pen in his hand and said, "Finally, I figured it out."

She stood up suddenly, picked up the thin paper that had long been soaked with ink, and strode out of the study. The unrestrained pieces of paper on the table were blown to the ground by the wind.

Lin Du had no time to pay attention. He flashed in front of Yan Ye at the fastest speed and slapped the piece of paper on the ice. As soon as the paper landed on Luo Ze, it quickly became brittle.

"I told you, this is how the problem should be solved. If you insist on placing the lapis lazuli and flint in the Qian and Xun positions, the energy pressure you calculated won't be a circle. It should be a curved array. You insist on asking me to calculate a circular array. A round hammer shouldn't be placed in a circle no matter how I calculate it!"

She yelled out in anger, standing in front of the white-haired young man, "Did you deliberately seduce me?"

"Yes, I lied to you." Yan Ye used his spiritual sense to scan the calculated array arrangement and the weight of the objects that should be placed in each position. He raised his hand leisurely, and the frozen paper was clamped between his slender fingers. His movements were particularly elegant.

"I just wanted to see if you have the ability to question authority. Obviously, you passed the test."

The man changed the subject, "But you actually spent a whole day, which is a bit long. You must be restless."

As he spoke, the two fingers holding the paper moved slightly, and a piece of the ice under Lin Du's feet broke away. With a splash, the heavy object fell into the water.

Through the sound of water, he heard a sound of "Fuck... dong dong"

A wanton smile appeared on the young man's face. "If you are not at peace, go down and calm down."

Half an hour later, Lin Du let go of his strength and let the rapids carry him into the still water. He punched the ice and climbed out.

She raised her hands to dry her clothes, swallowed her treasonous words that betrayed her teacher and ancestors, and sat down on the ice dejectedly.

After he established his foundation, Yan Ye gave him a book on the introduction to formations and the forty-nine basic formations. The requirements were not high. He just needed to memorize them and be able to calculate them. If he couldn't, he would teach him personally.

Lin Du smiled after getting the book.

What a joke! After Lin Du chose science as her major in high school, her math supplementary questions have never been less than 180, and she got A+ in physics and chemistry. In college, she always got 90+ in physics and chemistry and biochemistry, the two subjects where people usually fail. She never failed to write lab reports, and she still doesn't understand this?

Oh, she almost didn't understand.

As the saying goes, if you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid to travel around the world. This also applies to the world of cultivation.

The so-called formation method is rooted in the mutual generation and restraint of the energy of the five elements. Objects with different attributes and energies are placed in different positions, forming an energy field between them. Ultimately, a certain special effect is achieved in the energy field.

Formations originate from nature, but can also be derived from nature and modified by human effort.

There are forty-nine basic formations, which can be roughly divided into five types: square, round, curved, straight, and sharp.

She spent two months calculating the energy constraints of forty-nine formations, from distance, weight, items used in the formation, to the final formation, and then memorized them all.

Before she could even catch her breath, Yan Ye threw a book on the ancient formations of Qimen Ten Formations at her. However, they were all incomplete, with only text records but no records of the formations.

She calculated this first formation, and Yan Ye lied to her that it was a round formation, which was so funny, because she thought his head was quite round.

Anyone who is halfway through an experiment and suddenly realizes that the experimental method given by his instructor is wrong will devastate and curse.

Lin Du swallowed his breath and looked up at the sky. "It's time to eat."

Yan Ye had no objection and let her go.

After the people left, the young man raised his hand and carefully put the piece of paper away, with a barely perceptible glint of pride flashing across his unruly yet brilliant eyes.

"You little bastard are really good. It took me seven days back then."

When Lin Du appeared in the dining hall, almost everyone was there.

As soon as she appeared, people started putting bowls aside and serving rice.

"Why are you here so early today? Aren't you busy with the autumn harvest? Who cooked the meal?"

Although both harvesting and planting use spells, someone has to cast the spells.

When the masters got busy in the autumn, they forgot about these hungry little ones and it was all up to Mo Lin and Lin Du to take turns cooking.

Lin Du thinks that the food she cooks tastes almost the same. She is from the south and mainly cooks stir-fries, while Mo Lin was born in the north and mostly cooks stews. Fortunately, neither of them is too picky about food, so they can cook anything.

"The headmaster cooked today's meal."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows, "Grandmaster Sister?"

She looked at the kitchen, "Is today a special day? Did you kill Shu Yan?"

Goose stewed in an iron pot is only served during major festivals, so what happened today?

"The head master said that he has something important to announce later."

Lin Du pondered for a while, and felt that something was wrong, so he took an extra steamed bun for himself to calm his nerves for a while.

Feng Chao came out a little while later with a pot of stewed Shu Yan, and then announced something, "There will be a small secret realm at the end of the year. The highest level that small world can accommodate is the Qin Heart Realm, so the four of you can just go."

No matter how many shares of the secret realm are allocated to each sect, there has never been any competition for quota in the Supreme Sect, because there are so few people and everyone has to go.

"Junior sister, you are weak, why don't you ask Jiang Liang before making any plans?"

The graceful woman looked at the young man sitting there. She knew that Lin Du was practicing formation techniques, but people who practiced formation techniques usually had no ability to protect themselves when faced with danger, and never participated in battles. They could only exert their greatest effectiveness when forming a team.

Lin Du held the chopsticks and said, "It's a small matter."

"This is no small matter. Although the highest spiritual power that this secret realm can accommodate is only the state of great perfection of Qin Xin, you..."

"There are still two months left," Lin Du said with a smile, "We are all newbies, so let's just fight each other."

Although she had been studying formations for the past six months, this body was extremely gifted and she was able to reach the late stage of Qin Xin state easily.

"Actually, I can protect Junior-Master Uncle!" Ni Jinxuan was the first to respond.

"And me, and me."

Lin Du's eyelids twitched. Was he so weak in the eyes of these kids?

"Speaking of this, Jinxuan also successfully established her foundation a while ago. After a new disciple has established his foundation, he can go to the treasure house of our Supreme Sect to get a magic weapon. It is quite troublesome to open the house once. Now, the four of you, come with me to the treasure house tomorrow."

Feng Chao finished speaking and patted Lin Du on the shoulder, "With a defensive magic weapon, I will feel more at ease when the time comes."

Lin Du looked at the three pairs of bright eyes opposite him that were earnest and determined, and took a breath of cool air. In their eyes, he would not be the image of a weak and unable to take care of himself, right?