Chapter 55: The Supreme Sect's disciples are really outrageous
Lin Du suddenly bowed and said, "I am Lin Du, the 99th generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, and I pay my respects to the Immortal Lord Lin Tuan."
Even she, who lives in the forbidden area, has never met this person in the sect. At least she should put her name in front of this person with the highest score.
This voice was so righteous, so righteous that both Wei Zhi and Lin Tuan were startled, as well as the person on the ground who was imprisoned by Wei Zhi's spiritual pressure.
Lin Tuan adjusted his expression and spoke with a mild intoxication, "The ninety-ninth generation. There are not many people in my generation who have not ascended yet. Are you the closed disciple of one of my junior brothers?"
"My younger generation is a disciple of Immortal Master Yanye." Lin Du still maintained his original posture.
She was not a polite person, and Yan Ye had never received any courtesy from her, but at this moment, it came naturally to her and she acted very conscientiously.
"Ah, that little brat."
Lin Tuan is of great age, but she has been unable to ascend to heaven because of a knot in her heart. Nowadays, few people in the world of cultivation mention her name.
The best in the world hides away from the world, the second best in the world is in seclusion and waiting for the ascension, and the third best in the world achieves a golden body through evil means.
Lin Du felt that there were too few normal people in the world of cultivation. Everyone was not normal, so the normal ones were no longer normal.
"How do you know I'm Lin Tuan? Even Yan Ye rarely sees me, so I'm afraid he won't even mention me."
The woman seemed a little tipsy and took the initiative to talk.
Lin Du couldn't say that he was cheating, so he quickly found an excuse.
"The wine in the Immortal Venerable's hand is Zui Yu Shan from the Supreme Sect's inner treasury. I happen to have the sect's inner treasury token and account book."
This wine is not available anywhere else. It is a specialty of the Wushang Sect and is kept in the inner storehouse. It is an aged brew that is not sold to the outside world.
Rao was a seventh-level Taiqing realm cultivator. After drinking, he would fall over like a jade mountain, hence the name Zui Yushan.
Lin Luan glanced at her in astonishment and said, "Feng Dynasty is becoming less and less scrupulous, abusing child labor."
Lin Du's face finally showed some of its former liveliness. She nodded vigorously, looking miserable, "I just came here today after repairing farm tools."
Lin Tuan hissed, "But your master also practiced those when he was young. Does this count as... master-disciple inheritance?"
Lin Du felt that it was hard to tell which of the two leaders of this sect was more reliable.
To some extent, it is also a sect inheritance.
"To be honest, this kid's master is no good." Wei Zhi suddenly interrupted.
Lin Tuan knocked Wei Zhi's head with a wine bottle and called him by his full name, "Lou Wei Zhi, no one would pry my people away in front of me like you do."
"Lou Lintuan, I did help your Supreme Sect." Wei Zhi turned to look at her.
"Please call out my name." Lin Tuan's peach blossom eyes met the Buddhist's gaze without fear, with the wind and snow of the night in them.
"Then please call me by my Buddhist name." Wei Zhi raised his hand slightly and held up the bamboo hat, not giving in at all.
Lin Du felt like sparks were about to fly at her. Based on the principle of helping her relatives, she restrained the interest and scrutiny in her eyes and spoke to break the deadlock between the two. "Do you know how long it will take for my master to come down from the Supreme Sect?"
"If this person could kill me in one breath, then I really shouldn't have advanced without any precautions today."
"But..." Lin Du raised his chin slightly, curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, "Is it possible?"
Wei Zhi choked, he could never win over this sickly kid.
The Buddhist monk continued to work silently with his head down, carrying the man who had become like a dead dog, packing him up and throwing him into a burlap bag. The sound of crunching bags could be heard incessantly.
"Immortal Master Lintuan...that man is probably one of the people our Supreme Sect is hunting down." Lin Du did not forget the main business.
"I have seen the totem on that mask in the Lanju Realm before."
"I know. I saw the sect's killing order signed by Feng Chao."
Lin Tuan paused and added, "He who dares to kill the disciples of the Supreme Sect should be killed."
Lin Du hesitated to speak. If it was a wanted order, then what did it mean that this Buddhist monk looked like he couldn't kill enough people and would just pack them up and take them away?
They are not one of us, not even from Zhongzhou.
There are very few Buddhist practitioners in Zhongzhou. The gathering place for Buddhist practitioners is in Yunmola, which is a long way to the southeast from Zhongzhou.
Among the eight major Buddhist sects in Yunmala, Tantric Buddhism is the most important, and Wei Zhi came from that Tantric Buddhism.
The mainstream of Zhongzhou Taoism is to cultivate inner alchemy, which is different from the Buddhist practice.
This person is a real outsider.
Lin Tuan walked over and gently touched Lin Du's head, "Our masters are in charge of this matter, so don't worry about it."
Her fingertips were warm. Lin Du blinked and suddenly subconsciously grabbed Lin Tuan's sleeve.
The senior monk who was already over two thousand years old was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he remembered. He did not move for a moment, acquiesced to this somewhat offensive action, and cast his gaze on the little nephew who had overstepped the line.
The child looked up at people, his palm-sized face filled with inexplicable admiration. His eyes were clearly black and white, and just now he was clearly cold and even wary of murderous intent towards Wei Zhi, like a vigilant fox, but now he was looking at him with a completely dependent look, like a newborn kitten.
Lin Tuan was distracted for a moment, and the coldness in her previously indifferent peach blossom eyes melted away. She reached out her hand and touched her face again, "It's okay, trust me."
"So, Master, are you leaving now? Why don't you have a New Year's Eve dinner with us new disciples?"
Lin Du thought that if she let go this time, she didn't know when she would get to see the target of this mission again. She had to at least leave a reason for them to meet again next time, or at least leave some breath for easy communication in the future.
I don't know what this sentence touched Lin Tuan's heart. Her eyes became distant. She stared at Lin Du in front of her for a while, then laughed softly, her voice slightly hoarse from the alcohol, "Sure enough, he is still a child."
"I won't go. When you grow up, come to the forbidden peach forest and drink with me."
Wei Zhi suddenly interrupted, "Your little kid who was just taking care of the food finally remembered to take a look at you, an advanced person."
Lin Tuan glanced at Wei Zhi and said, "Pack it up and take it away. No blood is allowed. It will scare my children."
Wei Zhi chuckled, "I am a Buddhist practitioner, and I cannot stand the sight of blood."
He broke the man's limbs and stuffed them into a sack, so there was no chance of blood being seen.
Lin Tuan was clearly trying to scare the children on purpose, so that they would know to be afraid and not to interfere.
The space was slightly trembling, and Wei Zhi was driven by the turbulent current and disappeared into the inner room.
Lin Du stayed where he was, thoughtfully. Perhaps, there were things hidden outside the plot that the system didn't even know about.
For example... Wei Zhi, who never appeared in the original plot, seems to be very familiar with Linluan Xianzun.
She was planning to go back and take a closer look at the plot of Lin Tuan's book, when suddenly she realized something.
"No... barrier! Open the door! I'm still inside!!!"
If she were to break the barrier of the third place on the Chongxiao list, this tavern might be blown up.
Lin Du looked at the barrier in front of him helplessly, silently thinking that it was unlucky to curse people during the New Year.
But after a few breaths, the space fluctuated again, and the barrier slowly dissipated. A hasty apology came into Lin Du's ears, "Sorry, I almost forgot. I'll make up for it next time."
Lin Du looked at the open window, the cold wind carrying the light snow falling into the house, and helplessly held the Fu Sheng fan against his forehead.
Just at this moment, she heard the frantic sound of someone searching for someone outside the barrier.
"Where is Junior Master? How come Junior Master is gone after I advance to the next level?"
"Junior Master! Where have you been? Did you leave because we finished all 120 plates of meat and didn't leave any for you? No, we can still order more!"
"Fuck, Junior Master! Where did you come from?"
The barrier of the high-level monk disappeared silently. From the perspective of Mo Lin and the others, they could only see that a monk in green robes suddenly appeared in the room which was originally deserted. He was facing the wind and snow in front of the window, holding a fan and smiling fiercely.
Mo Lin looked at the scene in front of him and whispered, "Tian Wu, don't you think that Junior Master's appearance is very similar to the appearance of the famous people participating in the annual Oiran Contest in Nanfeng Valley?"
Xia Tianwu thought for a moment, "There is no murderous intent in the eyes of that famous person in the hall."
"It's New Year's Day, can I give you a surprise?"
Lin Du glanced at them and said, "You are shouting and yelling. You don't behave like a disciple of a great sect at all."
The chef rushed into the inner room holding a kitchen knife, thinking that he had eaten someone to death while dining at the restaurant. He happened to see the young chef performing a magic trick on him.
He silently tightened his grip on the kitchen knife. Never mind. He couldn't adapt. The disciples of the Supreme Sect were really outrageous.
I could hardly hold the chef's knife steadily.