Chapter 239 What kind of talents are there in the new generation of the Supreme Sect?

Qiu Ling was very skillful and prepared a large table of food.

In order to maintain a good relationship, although they did not eat, they still sat at the table. However, as they talked, the topic gradually turned into a rumor-refuting meeting.

"I heard that Mo Lin's spiritual bone is gone?"

"That's not the case. It's still there, but it was damaged when the bone was cut. It's been recovering from the injury. Now it should be completely healed after taking the elixir made from the Wuding Dragon Bamboo. It's advancing now."

Qiu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Chen continued to ask, "It's said outside that your hair has turned white and your eyes are not good since you showed up at the Zhongzhou Competition. Is it because your origin has been damaged and you will not live long?"

"That's not the case." Lin Du was eating. "The white hair is temporary. My eyes are a little afraid of the light and have astigmatism. I probably won't die for the time being."

"But..." She quickly grabbed the last sweet and sour poached egg. "I'm very happy that they promote me like this."

Yuan Ye took back his chopsticks regretfully. "Hmm!"

"What about Yuan Ye's dragon energy?" Qiu Ling asked tentatively.

"Oh, I really have run out. This is true." His eyes were clear, and he turned to pick up the last chicken leg. "Is there any rice left?"

Qiu Ling was stunned for a moment. " It seems there

is still a little." She cooked a big pot of rice according to He Gui's instructions, but now it seems that there is still not enough.

Yuan Ye stood up, "That's good. The dishes made by Master Uncle are so delicious that I can't help but eat more rice."

Qiu Ling thought of Feng Yi's stew when she heard it, and suddenly realized that it was because Feng Yi's dishes were too unpalatable and didn't go well with rice, so they only ate a pot of rice!

"So what do you do besides practicing? I see Yan Qing and Yuan Ye are refining instruments? You can consign them to our business."

Qiu Ling's business also has a magic instrument shop.

"Yes!" Yan Qing nodded, "The thermos on the market was made by my junior master and I, as well as the timer pot. Recently, Yuan Ye and I have been making self-defense hidden weapons."

Yuan Ye was excited to hear this, "Then sell coffins? The coffins I made are great! They even have mechanisms!"

"Well, actually..." Qiu Ling reacted, "Hmm?"

What good family coffins also have mechanisms?

"My junior master said that cultivators usually have a lot of magic weapons and books buried with them, especially for independent cultivators. In view of the fact that there are too many robbers, we support customized anti-theft coffins! My mechanism technique and my junior master's formation ensure that no thief below the Tengyun realm can touch the edge of the coffin, and those in the Tengyun realm who dare to lift the coffin lid will be injured if they don't die."

"It meets the market demand!"

Qiu Ling: ...What kind of talents are these kids? It even sounds like they are very marketable?

Lin Du suddenly thought of something, "I drew a diagram. The mining tools on the market are still not efficient enough. Yan Qing and Yuan Ye will follow me later."

"Why do we need to mine? I haven't heard that a mine was discovered in our territory recently." Qiu Ling didn't understand the leap of this topic. Generally, after a mine is discovered on the market, the nearby major sects will join forces with local family organizations to mine and divide the profits according to their participation and investment.

Lin Du said, "The Hanyue Secret Realm will be opened on the winter solstice this year."

"I know this. In fact, your ninth uncle and I wanted to go there, but after thinking about it, we decided to let the people from the business go. After all, it's mainly for mineral deposits... huh?" Qiu Ling's eyes widened.

"Yeah." Lin Du nodded, "There are so many rare minerals in the Hanyue Secret Realm."

Otherwise, why would she study the Mountain Breaking Array first.

Lin Du always has a plan for everything!

Qiu Ling turned around and sighed to Mu Chen, "It is said that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son can dig holes. I think these little guys are better than their father."

In the blink of an eye, the scorching heat in July, the late August, the clothing in September, and the rice harvest in October.

On this day, Lin Du, Yuan Ye and Yan Qing were working hard in the autumn harvest, with broken grass all over their bodies. Dozens of harvesters were working in the spiritual field, and Jiang Liang, Xia Tianwu and Jin Xuan were carefully tending to the spiritual medicine in the medicinal field.

The light above slowly dimmed, and Yuan Ye subconsciously looked up at the sky, "Hey, there seems to be dark clouds, is it going to rain?"

Lin Du's heart skipped a beat, and he patted the back of Yuan Ye's head, and his spiritual power poured out, "That's the calamity cloud, the calamity cloud of pregnancy! Hurry up, hurry up, collect it before Mo Lin successfully passes the calamity, otherwise it will rain spiritually."

She raised her hand and sent a message to the four brothers and sisters, "Autumn harvest, come quickly."

The power of the 39th Heavenly Calamity was extremely strong, with dark clouds rolling and thunder roaring.

But the group was busy.

All the disciples of the Supreme Sect participated in the autumn harvest. The reasons were, firstly, to understand the true laws of nature and not to be lazy and ignorant of the five grains; secondly, it was convenient for them to practice spiritual power and control of consciousness. Although they did not have to harvest by themselves, it still took some effort to control the harvesting of magic tools.

When the thirty-sixth heavenly calamity descended, the farm tools were all stored in the warehouse.

Everyone saw a sword energy split the black thunder in half, the calamity cloud slowly dissipated, birds flew, the light was four-banded, the fairy music was heard, and the purple air came from the east.

Mo Lin took another step forward on the path of the divine sky.

There are two paths of black thunder, one is annihilation, the other is rebirth.

Mo Lin felt his spiritual bones that had become intact again, looked up and felt the spiritual rhyme in the spiritual rain, and his chest was filled with endless pride and spirit.

The 100th generation of disciples of the Supreme Sect, after experiencing countless winds and rains, finally one of them grew into a big tree.

Everyone looked up at the drizzling rain, Feng Yi suddenly lowered his head, "Grown up."

Finally grown up.

A 105-year-old Huiyang Realm cultivator can still be called a young talent.

Xia Tianwu calmly put out several large iron basins, not to waste.

Lin Du met Mo Lin's grateful eyes, "I asked you to come out early for the autumn harvest, but it almost hindered the autumn harvest, and the wheat was drowned in a pot."

Mo Lin put away his emotion and apologized sincerely.

"But it doesn't matter. We can go to Hanyue Secret Realm together. We need talents like you!" Lin Du smiled, "Let's go down the mountain to celebrate your successful birth of a baby!"

With one more person in Huiyang Realm, there will be more room for maneuver.

She didn't plan to leave with just a companion stone.

Mo Lin is not on the two lists now, so few people know about the birth of a baby.

Feng Yi heard that Lin Du and Yan Qing had found a lot of notes from the predecessors of Hanyue Secret Realm in the library and made a detailed plan, so she did not object.

As soon as November arrived, the six noisy children went down the mountain together, and the Supreme Sect finally completely restored peace.