Chapter 183: No capitalists' 996, be her own 007

"Junior sister! I heard from Jinxuan that you are going to take her to the mortal world?"

Ju Yuan's loud voice was heard in the study room before he entered the hall.

Lin Du was sitting in the hall, leaning on the soft couch by the window, holding a book in his hand. When he heard Ju Yuan come in, he tilted his head and glanced at Feng Chao who was sitting behind the table.

Feng Chao was looking down at the daily newspaper and account book without raising his head, "I don't have time, you explain it to him yourself."

Lin Du was an idle person during this period. He couldn't practice martial arts, and he also had to nourish his consciousness. Every day he read books and dug into the garbage dump of the disintegration of the secret realm, sorted out all the materials, and was grabbed by several senior sisters and brothers to deal with trivial matters in his spare time. In fact, he was mainly a companion.

Ju Yuan walked in with big strides and saw such a scene of disjunction and harmony.

On one side was the head sister who felt that time was passing very fast. Even every jade slip and official report on the desk seemed to be telling of the tense atmosphere. But on the other side was the younger sister who was so idle that it seemed as if the sunlight on her body was still. If the child was not incapable of singing, she could probably hum a little tune.

"Jinxuan was born in a Jiangnan cultivation family. She has both parents and a happy family. She entered our sect before she was old enough to compete for cultivation resources. She has been smooth sailing since she was a child. She has everything she wants and has never met a bad person. Her mind is pure, but if a person is always so pure, and no one has ever taught her how to deal with the wind and rain in the future, can she distinguish the human heart and the world?"

"You believe that as long as you have enough force, you can ignore those ghosts and monsters. What if my little nephew meets a demon king as soon as he goes out?"

Lin Du turned the page of the book leisurely and glanced at the inkstone next to Feng Chao. The ink was almost used up.

She walked over to grind the ink.

"How old is Jinxuan? No matter how crazy the Demon Lord is, there's nothing wrong with him arguing with a twenty-something-year-old kid? What good will it do him?" Ju Yuan was puzzled.

Lin Du Yanmo's voice suddenly became stronger, and Ju Yuan changed the subject, "I think what you said makes sense, little junior sister. I will tell Jinxuan to protect her junior uncle to prevent trouble before it happens."

"I just can't use my spiritual power abruptly." Lin Du reminded him friendly, "I'm not disabled."

Ju Yuan nodded, but he had already made up his mind. His little junior sister was so weak and sickly, and couldn't use her spiritual power. She was also stubborn and face-saving. On the surface, she was educating Jinxuan, but in fact, she was also bringing a bodyguard.

Calculate!

Lin Du was too lazy to turn this stubborn Wu Chi back, so he put down the ink stick, looked up and watched Ju Yuan go out.

This man came in a hurry and left in a hurry, fearing that Feng Chao would also catch Zhuang Ding.

Who knew that as soon as he stepped out of the study, Feng Chao called him and threw a piece of paper.

"Yangchuan Valley, bring back ten craftsmen, regardless of life or death."

Ju Yuan resignedly took the headmaster's order filled with information, turned around and glanced at Lin Du.

No one can be idle under the eyes of the headmaster, except for the younger sister.

But soon found out that he was wrong.

"You should also not be idle. Have you finished practicing the calligraphy you were asked to practice? Don't waste the painting skills that Feng Yi taught you. Practice more." Feng Chao's voice was full of pressure.

Ju Yuan left with satisfaction.

Lin Du didn't know why Ju Yuan, who usually took on tasks with a deep hatred, was so complacent today. After watching him go out, he turned to look at the eldest senior sister, "Why does Senior Brother Ju Yuan look a little bit strange? Was he taken away by something dirty?"

Feng Chao turned his head and glanced at her, "When a person finds out that he is not the only one being oppressed, he will feel much more balanced in his heart. He feels that everyone is like this, so he will have more energy to work."

Lin Du realized that what is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality.

She sat back on the couch, and suddenly heard Feng Chao say, "Are you not going to practice calligraphy?"

Inexplicably, Lin Du was like a cat that was woken up from the sun, squinting and wrinkling her nose to practice calligraphy.

After practicing calligraphy, she picked up the pen to draft the line drawing that Feng Yi taught her, but she couldn't think of anything for a while, so she planned to just draw a landscape to get by.

What should she draw? It's April now, and the peach blossoms seem to be blooming.

Lin Du's mind was shaking, and finally he remembered what he had forgotten.

The forbidden peach forest, facing the rapids.

Lin Du threw the pen and left, and Feng Chao didn't care. He watched the little sister run out and turned his head to look at the smeared ink on the small table, and smiled helplessly.

After becoming an adult, Lin Du has not been to the forbidden peach forest. It's not that she forgot, but she is too busy. Even Haisong can't absorb as much knowledge as she can. She is involved in life and death with her fellow disciples. She doesn't have the 996 oppression of capitalists. She is her own 007, just to improve her cultivation and ability.

Waiting for the day when necessary, she will directly kill those evil people who harm her sect disciples.

Compared with waiting for them to really fall into depravity and then trying to save them, Lin Du has always felt that the timing of her arrival is really good.

It's so good that she has enough time to strengthen herself and plan for others.

Xia Tianwu's plot of Han Du is still two years later, Qianyu will sneak into the sect in another ten or twenty years, and Lin Tuan's useless Hou Cang still has time to cultivate, it's even earlier.

She had plenty of time to enrich herself, but she didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Perhaps when the time comes, no one wants to be powerless.

Don't be like in the dream, never.

The forbidden area has special formations and prohibitions. It is a holy place for cultivation for the owner, but not necessarily for others.

The peach forest and Luoze are completely different. There is ice and snow all over the place, and frost and snow hang on the branches. Here, it is like clouds and mist, and the branches are covered with pink mist. It is breathtakingly beautiful. It

is indeed different from the cold old man in my family.

When Lin Du landed in front of the peach forest, the petals fluttered towards him, and the breeze blew on his face, gently scraping across the young man's pale cheeks, and the soft and tender petals left a very fine blood mark.

Lin Du: ... I think I may have misunderstood Master.

But it's not a big problem. This restriction doesn't recognize people. It's not Master Lin Tuan's fault.

Lin Du, who hadn't used his spiritual power for half a month, slowly mobilized some spiritual power, fearing that his heart, which was still wrapped in the power of the medicine, would be broken by himself if he wasn't careful. Then he used his spiritual power to gently tap the level of the restriction.

The spiritual power penetrated into the forbidden area, brushing past a field

of blooming peach blossoms. I don’t know if it was because of the heavy cold, but all the flowers along the way closed. Lin Du: ... Peach blossoms with mimosa genes, must be peach blossoms with mimosa genes, it’s definitely not that she is not welcomed.

Lin Du, who was popular everywhere in the Supreme Sect, was not welcomed for the first time. She briefly doubted herself.

But soon a path moved away in the peach forest in front of her, guiding her direction.

Lin Du walked in and saw a purple-robed woman lying drunkenly on a bamboo mat under the huge peach tree.

She was the same as when Lin Du first met her, with a lotus crown tied in the most ordinary Taoist bun, but she didn’t comb her hair properly, and her hair was scattered in front of her forehead. There were many pink peach blossom petals on the heavy purple robe that represented her status. When she saw Lin Du coming, she smiled and waved.

"You're already so old. I heard that you turned the tide in the Zhongzhou competition. Are you okay?"

Lin Du got into his right state in a second. He lowered his eyelashes and walked obediently to Lin Tuan to salute. When he lowered his head, he opened the wound that was almost scabbed. "Greetings, uncle-master!"

"What's wrong with your face? I remember that I didn't activate the Peach Blossom Evil because of the ban outside the peach forest." Lin Tuan

was surprised when he saw the blood beads oozing out, "Come here and show me."

Lin Du blinked his eyes, looking innocent, "I don't know, I thought master didn't want to see outsiders." Lin Tuan

lowered his eyes as if he thought of something, frowned slightly, and soon recovered as usual, "You are not in good health, I asked your senior brother to find a lot of rare treasures and put them into the inner treasury, did you see it?"

Lin Du nodded. Not only did she see it, she also used it. Because of the continuous use of medicine all the year round, there is always medicinal power in her flesh and blood, and she can be a second-generation Tang Monk.

"By the way, uncle, I'm here to visit you today. It was Master Wei Zhi who asked me to come." Lin

Tuan was stunned for a moment, "Wei Zhi?"

"Yes, Master Wei Zhi reminded me that my nephew Yuan Ye has a dragon vein in his body that should have run out of luck due to a spell that feeds back to the mortal world. That's why he has been unable to form an elixir. I will take my two nephews to the mortal world the day after tomorrow to cut off our ties with the world. Master Wei Zhi said that he wanted to go with us, so he asked you before I leave."

Lin Du didn't hide anything. He looked at Lin Tuan's face and pretended to know nothing and asked, "Uncle, you have so many friends that you even know the Buddhist disciple of Yunmolo."

Lin Tuan listened to Lin Du's words carefully, and he knew what was going on. He said no wonder, then raised his eyes to meet the child's face with a strong desire for knowledge. He hesitated, and thought, since he was here, he couldn't just teach him nothing.