Listening to the whispers around him, Luo Yu naturally understood the fact that everyone had discovered that he had no cultivation. But the facts are the facts, he didn't care about it, he still didn't squint, and walked forward step by step.

Strangely enough, he did not sit down at once, but walked over all the futoniums, came to the front of the pulpit, took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and calmly faced the scrutinizing eyes of the crowd, and stood straight.

It is strange to say that Luoyu at this time does not have the slightest powerful aura on his body, but he is like a mountain that does not move in the storm, and like a rock washed by thousands of years of wind and rain and waves, exuding a precipitation far beyond his age.

Under the pressure of everyone's qi, Luo Yu's heart reproduced the feeling he had when he first saw the Tibetan Mountains that day, and the kind of calm and resolute majestic spirit gradually filled his consciousness.

In this way, he alone pulled the breath of all the disciples present, and a group of people stared at each other like this, not feeling the passage of time at all, until Elder Long, who was teaching the Fa, came, and broke the deadlock.

Luo Yu was immersed in the stalemate of this breath, Zhengjue had some understanding, and suddenly felt a lightness in his heart, and found that many disciples had withdrawn, and stood up one after another to perform disciple salutes, and then looked back, it turned out that an elder had appeared on the pulpit.

Luo Yu didn't have much impression of him, but this elder remembered Luo Yu and his performance in the Mingxin Hall formation a few days ago, and felt a lot of regret in his heart, why didn't such a disciple who is suitable for practicing spells come to my Mingxin Palace?

Of course, he could see at a glance that Luo Yu was secretly competing with the disciples present, and he was amazed in his heart, this kid was not only talented and perceptive, but even his mind was so strong, he could withstand the pressure released by many disciples without yet cultivating, and with time, the future would definitely be limitless!

However, they were all old people of the previous generation, and he naturally knew that the inheritance of Yin Yufeng would definitely not bury this child. And as soon as I thought of Yin Yufeng, the memories of my early years came out from the depths of my mind, and all kinds of thoughts came one after another, and my mind was chaotic.

All the disciples sat down one after another, and Luo Yu naturally and impartially sat on the futon in the middle, this time not only did no one feel strange, but it was as if he should have been there.

The disciples who came to take this course were not too strong, and many of them just wanted to use the elder's breath realm to comprehend the difficulties in their daily cultivation, and the disciples who had already passed these levels naturally disdained this little benefit, but for a newcomer like Luoyu, it was really beneficial.

Elder Long systematically explained how to more effectively sense the elements of a single attribute, guide the spiritual energy into the body, transform and purify to form a complete spiritual power cycle, to the basic changes between various attributes, until how to condense the spiritual power and issue simple spells.

Most people will try it on the spot, because it is easier to find a clue in the elder's domain, and problems can be corrected in time.

But Luo Yu didn't do this, he just listened quietly, some understood and some didn't understand, until Elder Long left, and the other disciples left one after another, he didn't take any action, but sat and meditated like a wood carving.

When he finished thinking, he suddenly noticed Shi Hong, who had been waiting for him silently.

Shi Hong said sullenly: "I'm going back to cook, is my senior brother coming over too?"

Luoyu was really a little embarrassed, because he was immersed in his own thoughts, and he had long forgotten about Shi Hong, but he didn't expect that he was still thinking about his dinner.

Now that the fact that he has no cultivation has been exposed, those guys who were scared half to death by him must have become angry, Shi Hong went back at this time, didn't he just become a punching bag?

Since the matter started by him, he couldn't ignore it, Luo Yu thought for a while, and said: "Otherwise, don't go back, bring the materials to Yinyu Peak, those people are afraid that they will still make trouble for you, and I can't beat them now." Haha!" he said as he laughed himself.

On weekdays, the area where disciples from the inner and outer sects can come and go freely is already very limited, not to mention the core of the various sects of the inner sect? Shi Hong had no objection to Luo Yu's proposal, his face was happy, and without saying a word, he turned his head and went back to get his things.

After a while, under Luoyu's surprised gaze, he ran back with dozens of large bags and small bags of different shapes, still holding a large jar in his hands.

He didn't notice Luoyu's surprised eyes, Shi Hong only cared about introducing the treasure he treasured: "This is a thousand mountains, the treasure of the town store of Twilight Shadow Zhai, many times money can't buy it." This is the last time I ran errands for someone, I secretly hid two jars, hehe. ”

Without the slightest intention of stopping to let Luoyu help, Shi Hong was carrying a hill-like sundries, and it seemed that he was going to run to Yinyu Peak like this.

Luo Yu really couldn't stand it anymore, took out the storage tips, and said, "Senior brother, you better put these here, just free up your hand to take me for a ride, otherwise I will climb back to Yinyu Peak in the middle of the night." ”

Finally, Luo Yu, who didn't have to run errands by himself, happened to have the leisure to compare Shi Hong with the monks he had seen, but was surprised to find that he was actually not weak at all, and it was hard to say anything about fighting, but if he only relied on the speed of flying against the wind, I am afraid that he would not be worse than Xiao Yu and Gu Qing and others.

Luo Yu nodded secretly, it seems that the first sect of the Qingning Sect is really extraordinary, even an ordinary outer disciple has such a level! Don't look at Shi Hong being wronged here, but if he goes to those small sects, he can't be regarded as a leader, right?

In less than half a cup of tea, the two returned to the top of Yinyu Peak, and Luo Yu pondered in his heart, how could he quickly learn this method of flying, so as to save himself from running on the ground like a fool all day long.

Luo Yu was secretly making up his mind, but Shi Hong was already stunned by the exquisite and unique house scenery on Yin Yu Peak, and muttered to himself: "I remember when I was studying the history of the inheritance of various factions, it was said that Yin Yu Peak was the sharpest sword in the sect, and it was known for its extraordinary combat power. I always thought that this place would be as cold and cold as the mountains here, but how can this place be so ...... Showy?"

Shi Hong searched his intestines and scraped his stomach for a long time before he found a proper adjective, and he was stunned in place, looking left and right blankly.

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, thinking that if he was like Shi Hong, with a few years of cultivation experience and an understanding of the various factions of the sect, he wouldn't be so in a hurry when he was apprenticing, right?

It's a pity that he didn't know anything about Yin Yufeng when he made his choice, and even when the master introduced himself, he didn't mention anything substantial. And he just chose this place to find a quiet place to practice steadily.

Now it seems that he may be the one who is the most unclear of all the disciples of the Qingning Sect.

Since it was in the past, he wouldn't dwell too much on it, Luo Yu shook his head, and put all kinds of thoughts behind him for the time being.

The two gathered up the ingredients and set up a bonfire on a piece of short-pile green lawn. It didn't take long for the aroma of wine and meat to linger on the top of Yinyu Peak, adding a touch of red dust to this small fairyland.

As night fell, there was a creak, and the door of the hut on the side of the main building was pushed open a crack. After another half a day, he was slowly pushed away by a figure who could only stand firm by holding on to the door frame.

Luoyu was eating happily, and he didn't feel it at all, or Shi Hong's spiritual sense was more keen, and he suddenly raised his head and wondered, "What sound?"

Luoyu looked dazed, listened carefully, and only caught a few vague footsteps for a long time, and then suddenly remembered, as if three days had passed, could it be...... Master is out of customs?