Chapter 132: Gift of the Sword
The fat monk's gaze was grim, forcing Lin Yun to look at him. Lin Yun stood stupidly, uneasy.
The soldier who had led Lin Yun to report to the post stood aside and witnessed the whole process, and when he saw this, he hurriedly shouted to Lin Yun: "Be bold, don't you ask the adults for their guilt!"
The fat monk suddenly flicked his fingers, and a little spark suddenly appeared, flying towards Lin Yun's front door.
"What should I do?" Lin Yun's face changed, and he said secretly in his heart. If he resisted or dodged, it was impossible for this spark to hurt him, but in this way, his hidden strength would have nothing to hide in front of the fat monk, and his plan to infiltrate Zoroastrianism would also be ruined.
Gritting his teeth, Lin Yun still decided to dodge this spark, in case the fat monk really killed him, then he really died too unjustly. Staying in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, really can't get into the Zoroastrian religion, Lin Yun can also go to Sima Yan's birthday banquet a few days later to try his luck.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, the sparks in his pupils became bigger and bigger, he subconsciously leaned back, and the sparks flew past against his face. Although he avoided the direct hit of Mars, the heat on Mars still made Lin Yun's cheeks hurt, and he couldn't help but gasp.
Although Lin Yun's strength was only at the fifth level of Qi training, his Yuan Shen was much stronger than that of ordinary Qi cultivation fifth-layer monks, so even some Qi cultivation sixth- and seventh-level monks had nothing to hide under the detection of his Yuan Shen.
But to be honest, Lin Yun couldn't see through the strength of this fat monk, it can be seen that the latter's realm must be much higher than Lin Yun, and I think that the realm of this fat monk has at least reached the peak of qi training. But as a spell released by a monk of such strength, the speed of this spark is not very fast, and even ordinary people with a slightly faster speed can dodge it.
After dodging Mars, Lin Yun straightened up and tried his best to pretend to be panicked.
The fat monk glanced at Lin Yun and did not continue to pursue, he had already seen that Lin Yun did not seem to be an ordinary monk, so he was also a little suspicious of Lin Yun in his heart, so he made a tentative move.
In the eyes of the fat monk, if Lin Yun deliberately pretended to be low in strength, but his true identity was an enemy who wanted to blend in with the sect, then Lin Yun would most likely not choose to dodge Mars, otherwise it would be easy to attract suspicion. But if Lin Yun chooses to dodge, it proves that there is no ghost in his heart.
Seeing this, the fat monk was also a little relieved, although he looked a little obscene, but he was sincerely doing things for Zoroastrianism. If the sect were mixed with monks from enemy countries, the consequences would be really unimaginable.
Lin Yun didn't know why, he still stared at the fat monk vigilantly, and the left hand hidden in his sleeve also had a seal, in case it was exposed, he could immediately attack to delay time and take the opportunity to become invisible.
After a while, the fat monk said indifferently: "Sure enough, it's unusual, you go down first to rest for a while, and I will arrange for someone to take you for a follow-up examination later." ”
Lin Yun was overjoyed and arched his hand: "Thank you, sir." His face was happy, but his heart was slandered, and there was a follow-up examination?
The fat monk waved his hand indifferently and said to the crowd, "Go down all of you." ”
"Yes......"
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After retreating from the side hall, Lin Yun followed the soldiers to the hall at the back of the side hall, where a few people sat scattered, all sitting silently on bamboo chairs with teacups.
Coming here, Lin Yun can be regarded as initially mixed into the Zoroastrian camp, but Zoroastrianism is the national religion of Yanchi Country, and it is not so easy to join, and there is no hope of joining after many inspections and tests in the future.
Speaking of which, Lin Yun was also surprised by the magic of the Soul Bell, and with the gradual growth of his strength, he also had some new understanding of the function of the Soul Bell.
The Soul Suppression Bell is a very spiritual treasure, it seems to be able to feel Lin Yun's heart, and when he is invisible, it helps him completely isolate the detection of foreign primordial gods, and when facing the fat monk, it does not completely isolate the primordial spirit, but lets a trace of the primordial spirit enter, giving the fat monk the illusion that Lin Yun is just an ordinary person without cultivation.
It was precisely because of the advantage of the Soul Suppression Bell that Lin Yun decided to infiltrate Zoroastrianism, and what was originally almost impossible became possible.
Lin Yun looked around, and there were a total of four people in the hall besides him. Two people sit in the row of bamboo chairs on the left, and only one person sits in the row of bamboo chairs on the right. It is worth mentioning that Lin Yun found that there was an old man in a yellow shirt in the corner, facing the wall, and seemed to have settled down.
The three monks sitting on the bamboo chairs were all shirtless, with many scars on their bodies, and they all seemed to be licking blood with knife heads, they glanced at Lin Yun with disdain, and each picked up their tea, maintaining their silence.
Lin Yun was about to ask these monks for some news, but when he saw that the three people on the bamboo chair were indifferent to his old age, he couldn't help but hesitate a little. Lin Yun knew the strength of the three people on the bamboo chair at a glance, but he couldn't see through the strength of the old man in the yellow robe, the latter's strength seemed to be very high, and he was afraid that some flaws would be revealed under the inquiry, so he hesitated.
When Lin Yun's primordial spirit detected the old man in the yellow shirt, the latter's body shook slightly, as if he felt Lin Yun's peeping, but Lin Yun didn't seem to notice this small invisible movement.
After Lin Yun's primordial spirit poked out of the range that the Soul Suppression Bell could shelter, the part of the primordial spirit that poked out could actually be sensed, but the requirements for the other party were quite large. Generally, only a big realm higher than the other party can you feel the existence of the other party's primordial spirit, of course, this is not absolute, after all, the primordial god is strong and weak.
In other words, Lin Yun is now about the realm of the middle stage of the fifth layer of Qi training, and his Yuan Shen can be compared to some Qi cultivation level 7 monks, if he uses the Yuan Shen to detect a monk whose realm is above the seventh layer of Zhou Tian, he will be sensed by the other party.
This knowledge about the Yuan Shen was taught to Lin Yun by Jian Er in the past few days, so that the latter would not use the Yuan Shen to detect monks who were too strong after mixing into the Zoroastrian Sect, so as not to expose his true strength.
It's just that Lin Yun was a little unimpressed, because he immediately found an example of refutation. First, during the Battle of Yangshan, Chiyan used the Yuan Shen to detect Lin Yun, and Lin Yun felt Chiyan's peeping, and at that time, Chiyan was definitely a big realm higher than Lin Yun.
Second, that is, a few days ago, Lin Yun and Jian Er encountered Xiao Luo, who had been missing for many days in the forest, and when they were tracking, Lin Yun used the Yuan Shen to probe her, and she immediately sensed their existence.
At that time, Lin Yun's words made Jian Er speechless, and in desperation, Jian Er rolled his eyes and said indifferently: "If you want to die, try it, and personally verify whether what I said is right." ”
Getting back to the point, after hesitating for a moment, Lin Yun still decided to ask the yellow-robed old man about something, he walked to the corner, coughed lightly, and arched his hand: "Hello, old man." ”
Hearing this, the yellow-robed old man did not move his body and turned his head around. Lin Yun saw his appearance clearly, it was an ordinary old man, his face was slightly square, his chin was bearded, and his facial features were mediocre, the only difference was his eyebrows, his two eyebrows were connected into a line, without the slightest interval in between, like an eyebrow.
The yellow-robed old man turned his head, his eyes moved, and then he smiled slightly, and asked kindly, "What advice does Xiaoyou have?" After speaking, he glanced at Lin Yun's left wrist without a trace.
Lin Yun arched his hand again and replied politely: "The old gentleman is serious. I'm just idle, looking for someone to talk to and relieve my boredom. ”
"Relieve boredom?" the yellow-robed old man smiled dumbly, "Did Xiaoyou also apply to join the Zoroastrian Sect?"
"yes. Lin Yun sighed and asked from the side, "Old gentleman, do you know why you are recruiting so many monks, is this going to war again?" ”
The old man in the yellow robe glanced at Lin Yun deeply, and did not answer the question, "How can you make contributions without fighting, listening to Xiaoyou, you don't like to fight?"
Seeing that the old man in the yellow robe skillfully avoided the dangerous topic, Lin Yun had no choice but to reply: "Of course, I don't know how many people will suffer when we start a war." ”
Hearing Lin Yun say this, the old man in the yellow robe couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou cares about the sufferings of the people and thinks of the common people in the world, and he is really kind-hearted. ”
Lin Yun's face turned red, and he hurriedly said humbly: "No, no, no, the old gentleman's words have killed the juniors." ”
The old man in the yellow robe untied the sword hanging from his waist, handed it to Lin Yun, and said with a smile: "This sword will be given to Xiaoyou, remember to carry it with you, especially these days." After speaking, he glanced at Lin Yun meaningfully, then turned his head again, meditated on his face against the wall, and no matter how much Lin Yun asked, he would no longer speak.
Lin Yun stopped the noise in embarrassment, and pulled out the long sword in his hand from the scabbard, it was a long sword with a silver body, the sword body and scabbard were very clean, without any patterns, faintly, he felt a trace of danger from this sword.
Shivered inexplicably, Lin Yun hurriedly put the long sword into the scabbard, before he came, he had already put the Lingyun Sword into the suppression bracer, and there was also a lack of a weapon at hand, the silver long sword was similar to the Lingyun Sword in terms of length, weight and shape, so it was also a good choice to temporarily hang it on the waist for self-defense.
Lin Yun hung the long sword on his belt, and was about to give up his hand to thank the old man in the yellow robe for giving him the sword, when a voice suddenly came from the door of the hall: "All the monks in the house come with me, and the next round of inspection and testing will begin soon." ”
Hearing this, everyone in the room, except for the old man in the yellow robe, had a solemn face, and couldn't help but get nervous. Only the old man in the yellow robe was still calm, he stood up, dusted his sleeves, ignored Lin Yun, and walked straight towards the door of the hall.
Lin Yun was about to follow, but one of the three monks who was sitting on the bamboo chair suddenly pushed him, and then the three of them looked at Lin Yun with cold eyes, snorted coldly, and followed the old man in the yellow robe, they were afraid that Lin Yun would rob them of the opportunity to be promoted and make a fortune.
"This ......" Lin Yun also knew what they thought, he smiled, and said secretly in his heart: "Okay, let you go and test the water first, and I will observe silently for a while." ”