Early morning.

Yesterday was scolded by Zhao Jing, Yang Mu stared at the path down the mountain, hesitated for a long time, and erased the idea of continuing to lecture in class.

Breathe slowly, fists like tiger claws.

Since you can't practice, it's not bad to exercise.

Lin Ze thought that he would spend three years watching him like this, until in the afternoon, the other party began to quietly pack his luggage.

"Huh?"

The boy went to the mountainside again and took out all the notes that had been slowly in his bag.

Many of them are illegible, and even the paper is rotten.

He carefully packed it into a package and stayed quietly in the room, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Are you going to leave?" Lin Ze smiled bitterly.

It seems that this kid doesn't have a good impression of the Dongyue Sect, so he decided to sneak out of the sect.

However, the other party's character card has fifty-six points, and there are monks and elders, so it is better to not mix too badly anywhere, than to be bullied here.

Wait for the moon to hang high in the sky.

A figure rushed out of the small courtyard and ran towards the mountain behind Huayang Peak, where there was a path to avoid being seen by the rest of the disciples.

Yang Mu was in good shape, looking behind him with his spare eyes.

It wasn't until he climbed the cliff that he breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhao Jing found out, he would never let himself run so far.

On the left hand side is a bottomless high cliff, and on the right side, you can see a path through the thorns, from here you can leave Huayang Peak, and you can leave Dongyue Sect from the immortal gate near the south hall.

I'll have to find a way to send the gatekeeper away.

He thought, a smile finally appearing on his face.

Almost at the same time, a violent cold wind suddenly broke out on the left, like a piercing winter, Yang Mu didn't have time to react, he was frozen stiff in an instant, and his body swayed towards the bottom of the cliff.

"......" Lin Ze squatted on the edge of the cliff and looked down, silently counting a quarter of an hour in his heart, and found that he had not received the prompt that the simulation was over, so he switched to the first perspective.

Open your eyes.

In front of him is a fair and delicate face, beautiful and dazzling.

There was a hint of doubt in his long narrow eyes.

Yang Mu was lying on the ground, subconsciously wanting to retreat, but his whole body burst out with a sharp pain like tearing, only to see that his skin was covered with a thin layer of frost, like a corpse that had just been lifted out of the ice cave.

Hurry up and look around.

It was a dark cave, with a simple furnishings, only a stone table and a few stone benches, and an ice-blue jade bed in the corner, not to mention a futon, not even a pillow.

Lin Ze, who shared the same perspective as him, was focusing on the woman in front of him at the moment.

Twenty-eight years old, delicate skin.

The waist-length green silk is as black as ink, gently pulled up with a plain white ribbon, the eyebrows and eyes are like paintings, and the pupils seem to be hiding a cold pool.

A snow-white robe is not stained with dust, like a heavenly immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"It's called Master. The red lips opened lightly, and the voice was like a bubbling stream, crisp and beautiful.

"What?" Yang Mu looked at in astonishment.

"I saved your life, naturally it is your master. "The woman lightly covered the wide sleeves.

"There's something wrong with the brain. The boy struggled and opened his mouth to scold.

Lin Ze was silent for a moment, wanting to slap him.

The aura on this woman's body has only been seen in two people, the Black Cloud Demon King in Xiaojia Village, and Qin Hongsleeve, who is holding a heavy sword on Xiaoqingshan.

Even, the momentum of the other party is even more terrifying.

At least it's a Jindan true immortal!

It's no more useful than that pile of broken notes in your luggage.

The little monk in the Qi refining period naturally had no right to speak before such a strong existence, even if he reported that he was a disciple of Zhao Jingzhen of Huayang Peak, the woman still seemed to have heard of it.

"Dongyue Sect, you can't control my Shuangyue Cave. ”

"If you have a problem with your breathing technique, even if you don't fall off a cliff, you won't survive for ten years. ”

Hearing this, Yang Mu was stunned.

......

......

Three years is a flash.

Lin Ze quietly watched Yang Mu change from a teenager to a young man, and his face was a little less immature.

This grotto looks shallow, but in fact there is a world in it.

The other party not only has his own bedroom, but also a special practice room, and the woman who calls herself Moon Immortal casually destroyed Yang Mu's foundation and passed on a book of "Innate Techniques" to help him reshape his vein.

At this point, an aura belonging to the Tsukiji monk slowly permeated the cave.

【End of Simulation】

[Reward Settlement: Insufficient Trust]

At the foot of the green hills.

The Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

Yang Mu's face was full of nervousness: "Can the disciple start spitting?"

Lin Ze looked at him deeply and did not answer.

The young man's heart suddenly fell into an ice cave, and he gently withdrew his palm, and the corners of his mouth were a little bitter.

"Elder Lin, don't you regret it?" the young disciple looked at him suspiciously, since this was the case, why did he bother to hold on just now.

Seeing this, the tall companion turned around and pulled Wang Yao and wanted to leave.

Yes, it's really a parallel import.

I can't even understand the most basic Dongyue Tuna technique, what else can I hope for?

"Trouble elders. Yang Mu stood in place with a complicated expression.

Although he didn't know what method Elder Lin used, just by that look just now, he knew that the other party definitely saw something.

But the Taoist did not speak, indicating that people did not want to mind their own affairs.

Unable to muster up the interest to play the role of a mad dog that bites people everywhere, he turned around silently, just wanting to go back and get a good night's sleep.

"Tuna, don't practice. Lin Ze suddenly said, the material he added when he simulated it was the broken Dongyue Tuna Technique, but Yang Mu didn't practice it, which means that this kid himself knew that there was a problem with the Tuna Technique.

The reason he said it was just to add a little bit of trust.

Really......

Yang Mu smiled bitterly and turned around, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

The other party can talk to this point, at least he is a good person.

"Tiger Claw Boxing is a good kung fu for midnight practice. Lin Ze took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Two days later, when it was ugly, the cliff behind Huayang Peak. ”

"Maybe there will be progress. ”

Hearing this, Yang Mu's face changed slightly.

I can even see what I have just practiced for two days, and the other party is talking about kung fu, not exercises.

He glanced at the Taoist.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Thank you, Elder!"

It doesn't seem that the other party doesn't want to care, but wants to find a time to discuss it with him in the long run?

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists hard and turned to leave.

"What kind of is this?" The young disciple was confused, didn't he say Dongyue Tuna Technique, why couldn't he understand half of his sentence.

The only thing that can be seen is that Senior Brother Yang seems to be very happy.

But......

The dialogue in this cloud and fog could not prove anything, and it could be seen from the puzzled eyes of the surrounding disciples that they had not changed their opinion of this Elder Lin because of Yang Mu.

"Hush. ”

The young disciple was also about to leave, and glanced at the two people next to him by the way: "Don't get out of here yet." ”

The tall companion hurriedly laughed twice.

Just when everyone thought that this farce was over, the disciple who had been burying his head suddenly raised his head.

Wang Yao looked over puzzled: "Senior brother, why do we have to go?"

He couldn't figure it out.

The deacon took the sect's fortune and preached for the outer disciples to solve their doubts, why was he not allowed to ask.

He couldn't figure it out.

Xiao Qingshan opened a lecture, and he came to listen to the lecture as a disciple, why should he be reprimanded again and again.

It is also a quest for immortals.

Why is it that my father and mother are selling baked cakes, so they are inferior to the other party.

Thinking of Yang Mu's angry eyes earlier, Wang Yao straightened up and asked his doubts loudly.

"We, why get out!"