Chapter 182: I picked up some rubbish, you can play with it

The news of the incident in the Zhongzhou competition has swept the entire Dongming world in the first place.

But the rumors in different places are different.

According to Zhongzhou rumors, 125 elite disciples of the sects, led by the formation masters, broke the evil formation, and when the Immortal Master Yanye appeared, the Demon Master was scared and ran away.

According to the rumors in the demon world, the Demon Master played a trick on these Zhongzhou sects and elite disciples in the Zhongzhou competition, and no one in Zhongzhou noticed it in advance.

According to the legend of the demon clan, the Demon Lord went to provoke trouble in the Zhongzhou competition, but Yanye Xianzun came down from the sky with a sword, frightening the Demon Lord to flee underground again, and directly killed the inner ghost. Yanye Xianzun's apprentice Lin Du uncovered the evil demon's conspiracy in the secret realm. It is said that he broke the strongest evil demon formation at the youngest age, and he is indeed a legendary figure of the same lineage.

For a 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.

The legend himself was sitting on the hilltop of the second senior brother at this moment, listening to the elegant guqin music, drinking tea, leisurely like a rich and idle person.

Cang Li suddenly withdrew his hand, and Lin Du's hand holding the tea also paused.

"Stop playing. Your mind is not at peace and it won't benefit your cultivation." He withdrew 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 the second senior brother raised his eyes, he silently straightened the tea bowl, with the patterned tea facing the person opposite.

Cangli's brows relaxed slightly for a moment, "I will personally investigate what you said, but I checked Yuanye when he joined the sect, and he was clearly fine, how could this be?"

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

Cangli raised her eyes to look at her, "Just say it, I'm in a bad mood today." "

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

"The Great Zhou National Master." After seeing the unsmiling face of the second senior brother, Lin Du was as obedient as a quail, "There is clearly a natural restriction between our spiritual world and the mortal world. This national master can lead Yuanye to the spiritual world, and he is not a mediocre person."

"Maybe he is greedy for money, or maybe he came to the spirit world just to seek immortality, 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 capital does he have to go back? Of course, 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's cultivation had no obstacles. Yuan Ye said that he could never reach the barrier of Tengyun Realm, but he had no obstacles in building the foundation in the past. Is it possible that this spell was cast later?"

Cangli's face gradually became solemn, "What you said makes sense, but Old Eight..."

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

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

And then there was Xia Tianwu's strange fire.

"I have told the eldest senior sister before, is it possible that there is a hand behind those who covet the special things in us?"

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

Lin Du sat in front of Cang Li, with deep black in his eyes, "At least when Qian Yu jumped out during the competition that day, what he said clearly showed a strong hatred for the so-called talent and destiny, isn't it?"

"Eighth Senior Brother, what happened in the past?"

Cangli was silent for a long time, and 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 were stabilized and the ancient gods naturally fell, and the tombs of those fallen ancient gods were scattered in various worlds."

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

"Wenfu could almost be said to be the most likable junior brother of our generation, until one day the tomb of the gods came into the world and we entered it together. At that time, Wenfu was still very young and had just formed a pill."

"Your master inherited the ancient god, that ancient god, Siming Dao."

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

Cangli paused, "Wenfu and your master have both looked into the mirror."

"After your master looked into it, he destroyed the mirror with a sword. People said he was crazy."

"Both of them avoided talking about what they saw, and no one forced them."

"Until Wenfu entered the secret realm of Lanju and died, he reappeared six hundred years later and leaked your news to Fusifang."

Lindu pondered for a moment after hearing this, and a smile appeared on his face. "I want to see the puppet substitute left by Wenfu."

Cangli nodded, "Here you go."

"Oh, right." Cangli stood up, "That day the secret realm collapsed, I picked up some garbage, little sister, take away whatever you like."

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

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

Lin Du: ... Not that I like it.

But she was really happy.

Lin Du dug in this mountain for ten days.

Ten days later, Yuan Ye recovered. He ate three bowls of rice and a bowl of Lindu brand fried pork. With tears in his eyes, he pulled his junior uncle and said, "I really feel like I'm dying, junior uncle."

"Who told you to be so stubborn? You had to devote your mind to 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 fried pork at all.

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

Yuan Ye's eyes widened, "Ah? Although I do want to see the Great Zhou, why so suddenly?"

Lin Du put down his chopsticks, "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 nine years, Lin Du has evolved from the little uncle to a real uncle with some status, and can decide many things.

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