Chapter 23 Performing a Swinging Hand
Lin Du has always felt that she is a contradictory person. She seems to follow her heart and take things as they come, but in fact, she can do whatever she wants, but she can't tolerate others saying anything bad about her.
I lay down, but not completely. Repeated sit-ups made me even more tired.
People may not want to think about it, but they cannot help it.
Apart from her parents' relationship, there is nothing that Lin Du cannot do and no one that she cannot get as long as she wants.
Yan Ye saw that the disciple who usually practiced on his own in the cave after dinner sat down opposite him again.
"What's wrong?"
"Master, you learned sword skills to protect yourself as a formation master. So how can I, your disciple, make up for your shortcomings?"
This was the first time that Lin Du asked to learn it himself.
Yan Ye found it strange, so strange that he even thought that the sun should be rising in the sky at this moment.
Although Lin Du, this disciple, has been his disciple for less than a year, he dares to say that he understands him quite well.
This person's personality is very similar to mine, with the attitude of a gamer. Although he has an ice spirit root, his temperament is not cold at all, but rather very easy-going.
Yan Ye really wanted to know what kind of deity it was that could make a person who goes with the flow become motivated to become stronger.
He thought about it and asked this question.
Lin Du replied, "One cannot say that he is incapable."
Yan Yexin thought this was a stupid answer, "Why do you think I let you go to Luoze every day?"
Why else? Exercise your lungs and strengthen your body.
Lin Du no longer had the lazy smile on his face and just sat on the ice in a carefree manner.
"Lin Du, your Ice Breaking Palm is now so powerful that no one below Tengyun can withstand it."
Yan Ye chuckled softly and couldn't help but reach out and touch the head of his little disciple who had rarely died.
"Your body is not suited to strenuous exercise. You can't practice something as rough as a sword. You can practice those fancy magic exercises, but they also require fancy postures, so you..."
Yan Ye paused, "One move is enough."
"But you can't stop practicing Taijutsu. You can always practice it when you get better. It's never too late."
He suddenly thought of something, "If you really want something to defend yourself, can you ask Jiang Liang for some poison powder?"
Lin Du rolled his eyes and stood up to leave.
Yan Ye suddenly called her, "Actually, it's not that there is no Qiao Zong."
It takes time to deploy a formation, but there is a kind of formation that is deadly enough when it is deployed.
Lin Du paused.
"But, are your hands flexible enough?"
The young man's voice was teasing and contemptuous. If Lin Du hadn't been a child here, she would have really felt that there was something wrong with these words.
Lin Du turned around expressionlessly, "How about I perform a flower-shaking hand trick for Master?"
Yan Ye was stunned. "Flower hands, what flower hands?"
Lin Du stretched out a pair of slender hands. This body was clearly thirteen years old, but the bones were born with good qualities, just like her previous life, with distinct joints and as slender as bamboo.
Those were a pair of hands suitable for being soaked in formalin for viewing or for being skeletonized and exhibited as specimens.
Then the palms of the two hands overlapped, the ten fingers seemed to relax a little, and then began to shake wildly.
Yan Ye: ...
What the hell got into his little disciple's body? He said something was wrong today!
Lin Du did not forget to ask, "Is it fast enough? If not, I can go faster."
Yan Ye covered his forehead.
Lin Du stopped, the older ones couldn't outsmart the younger ones.
She stretched out her hands side by side in front of her seriously, clenched them into fists, and then blew a breath. Ten fingers obediently spread out one by one starting from one side, and then returned to their original positions one by one. She was very obedient.
Very flexible indeed.
Yan Ye then stopped trying to exorcise the demon and defend the Dao, "Give me some time, I'll have someone forge a magical weapon for you."
Lin Du thanked him obediently, without any sign of intentional trouble as he had just done.
Yan Ye was somewhat helpless. It was his first time accepting a disciple and he had no experience. He also didn't know if other people's disciples were as naughty and powerful as Lin Du's.
When Lin Du turned to leave, Yan Ye suddenly asked again, "Who said you were weak and incompetent?"
"No." Lin Du did not turn around, his voice was like the rustling of snow, "It's just that I don't want to be helpless when it really comes to that."
Array mages are not even better than the squishy mages in the game. They spend a lot of calculations and effort to finally set up an array or use it to forge artifacts. It is ultimately just preliminary preparation and is definitely not a profession suitable for combat or making a living in the wild.
This has been the case for tens of millions of years, but Yan Ye doesn't believe it.
Now Lin Du doesn't believe it anymore.
The first one she chose from the ten ancient remnant formations was a killing formation.
After being sealed for a long time, the sect's treasure house finally reappeared in the light of day.
The reason why it is difficult to open is that there are a total of twenty-one arrays, and the way to open each array is different, but the greatest treasure is hidden in the treasure house.
When Lin Du heard Feng Chao's complaints, he thought of the sect's treasure that the Demon Lord had stolen.
…
What good family's sect treasure was stolen from the warehouse where medicinal herbs were stored? It couldn't be a Hammer Sect's treasure.
Is it possible to set up the twenty-one formations in this treasure house?
Lin Du took a quick look. She could roughly guess the formations of the first eleven, but she had no idea what the last ten were.
How did the Supreme Sect fall in the plot?
Oh, all the people were killed by the demons, and one of the few powerful ones was sacrificed to the heaven.
Lin Du secretly complained about the plot in his heart, this family would break up sooner or later without me.
"We're here." Feng Chao suddenly spoke.
The four young men simultaneously looked up at the nine-story tower in front of them.
It was undoubtedly a pagoda. The tower body was built with glazed components. The glazed bricks were carved with various runes, flowers, birds, beasts, fish, insects, etc., which were shining and brilliant in the late autumn sunshine.
When people stand under it, they will feel the infinite and majestic spiritual power pressing them so hard that they dare not look directly at it. If they stand there for a long time, they can even see golden dragons, flying phoenixes and tigers walking on the glazed tiles.
Only when you stand under the green mountains can you understand the difference between man and nature; only when you stand in front of the pagoda can you understand the distance between man and the immortals.
"You guys go in. I won't go in. The pagoda contains the spiritual treasures that our sect's disciples of all generations have collected from all over the place. Because they are useless to us, we donated them to the sect to leave for future generations. This is the foundation of our sect."
"This pagoda has been restricted. Each of you can only choose one item. Once you enter, close your eyes and sense it, and the treasure will choose its owner."
The tools used in the world of cultivation can be divided into magic tools, spiritual tools, magic treasures, and spiritual treasures from inferior to superior, and each of them is divided into four grades: heaven, earth, mysterious, and yellow.
The rarest are the ancient magical treasures, as well as the legendary immortal artifacts left behind in the upper world, most of which are just dusty remains in the lower world.
According to Feng Chao, those who are qualified to enter the sect's treasure house must have at least the highest level of spiritual treasures.
The Supreme Sect is a truly wealthy family.