Chapter 22 My weak and incapable junior uncle

"Who is Lin Du?"

"Which family is Lin Du from?"

"Of the three sects and six schools in Zhongzhou, which one did Lin Du learn from? How did he suddenly show up?" "

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

In the Supreme Sect, those who can't make it to the Blue Cloud List will be laughed at for a hundred years, and those who can't make it to the Chongxiao List will be laughed at for a thousand years. When

summer came, the two new disciples who had entered the sect also followed the foundation building and entered the Blue Cloud List and fell to the bottom. When the maple leaves turned red, Ni Jinxuan also entered the list. Although their rankings were not too high, there was a long way to go, and there would always be a time for change. Although

this talent is ahead, efforts have not failed to catch up with talent.

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

Lin Du, who was being thought of by many people, was now sitting in a fixed position by the window in the sect's library. In front of him was a piece of rice paper with a large number of numbers and a bunch of scribbled symbols written in small characters. 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 thin wolf-hair brush was roughly pressed on the rice paper, and the characters became more impatient and rough. Then, with a click, the brush broke in the middle.

The young man slapped the remaining piece of the pen in his hand, "Finally, I figured it out."

She stood up suddenly, raised her hand to pick up the thin paper that had long been stained with ink, and strode out of the library. The unrestrained pieces of paper on the table were all blown to the ground by the wind.

Lin Du had no time to pay attention to it. 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 problem should be solved like this. If you insist on putting lapis lazuli and flint in the Qian and Xun positions, the calculated energy pressure will never form a circle. It should be a curved array. You forced me to calculate a circular array. A round hammer should not be placed in a circle no matter how I calculate it!"

She yelled as if to vent her anger, standing in front of the white-haired young man, "Are you deliberately tempting me?"

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

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

The man changed the subject, "But you actually spent a 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 ice under Lin Du's feet was directly missing. With a splash, the heavy object fell into the water.

Across the sound of the water, he heard a "Fuck... Um... Dongdong"

A wanton smile appeared on the young man's face, "If you are restless, go down and calm down."

Half an hour later, Lin Du released his strength and let the torrent wash him into the still water. He punched the ice and climbed out.

She raised her hands to dry her clothes, swallowed her words of betraying her teacher and ancestors, and sat down on the ice.

After she established her foundation, Yan Ye gave her a book on formations and basic formations of forty-nine formations. The requirements were not high. She just needed to memorize them and be able to calculate them. If she couldn't calculate them, he would teach her in person.

Lin Du laughed when she got the book. It was

a joke. After she chose science in high school, her math supplementary questions never dropped below 180. She got A+ in physics and chemistry. She was able to keep her score above 90 in physics and chemistry and biochemistry in college. She never failed to write lab reports. She still didn't understand this?

Oh, she almost didn't understand it.

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

The so-called formation is rooted in the mutual generation and restraint of the energy of the five elements. By placing things of different attributes and energies in different directions, energy fields are formed between each other, and finally in the energy field, certain special effects are achieved.

Formations originate from nature, but they can also be transformed from nature and modified by human power.

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 the forty-nine formations, from distance, weight, and objects used in the formation to the final formation, and then memorized them all.

Before she could even catch her breath, Yan Ye threw her a book of the ancient formations, Qimen Ten Formations, which were all incomplete formations, with only text records and no formation records.

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

Anyone who was halfway through an experiment and suddenly realized that the experimental method given to him by his mentor was wrong would collapse 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 everyone left, the young man raised his hand and carefully put the paper away. A subtle pride flashed in his unruly but dazzling eyebrows.

"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, some put out the bowls, and some served the rice.

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

Although magic is used for both harvesting and planting, someone has to cast the spell.

When the real people get busy in the autumn, they forget about these hungry cubs. It's all up to Mo Lin and Lin Du to take turns cooking.

Lin Du thinks that the taste of her cooking is almost the same. She is from the south and mainly stir-fries. Mo Lin was born in the north and mostly stews. Fortunately, everyone is not picky about food and can cook anything.

"The headmaster cooked today."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows, "Senior Sister?"

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

The goose stewed in an iron pot is not served unless it is a major festival. What happened today?

"The head master said that there will be an important announcement soon."

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

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

No matter how much quota the secret realm is allocated to each sect, the Supreme Sect has never had any incidents of competition for quota, because there are too few people, and everyone has to go.

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

The graceful woman looked at the boy sitting in the seat. She knew that Lin Du was practicing formations, but people who practice formations usually have no power to protect themselves when they encounter danger, and never participate in battles. They can only play the greatest role when they form a team.

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

"How can this be a small matter? Although the highest spiritual power that this secret realm can accommodate is only the great perfection of the Qin Heart Realm, you..."

"There are still two months," Lin Du smiled, "We are all rookies, and rookies will just peck each other."

Although she has been studying formations for the past six months, this body is extremely gifted, and she still easily reached the late stage of the Qin Heart Realm.

"In fact, I can protect Junior Uncle!" Ni Jinxuan was the first to respond.

"And me, and me."

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

"Speaking of this, Jin Xuan also successfully established the foundation a while ago. After the new disciples have established the foundation, they can go to the treasure pavilion of our Supreme Sect to get a magic weapon. It is quite troublesome to open the pavilion once. Now the four of you, come with me to the treasure pavilion tomorrow."

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

Lin Du looked at the three pairs of eager and determined bright eyes opposite him 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?