In addition to feeling emotional, I couldn't help but think of my own past, that unforgettable past, as if it had gone through countless reincarnations, countless generations of repetition, and it was as if it had been carved into the depths of the soul...... His body shuddered involuntarily, the feeling made his heart palpitate, and he never wanted to have a similar experience in his life again......

Later, Deacon Cui said a lot, but Lin Xinhao was never able to concentrate, but he still heard the general meaning. The core disciple of the www.biquge.info of the pen %fun %pavilion, to put it bluntly, is free-range, and the resources provided by the sect are not only a lot, but also twice as many as ordinary disciples.

Reaching the core level, the elders of the sect have nothing left to teach their disciples, and their future cultivation will depend on the disciples themselves. In other words, the core disciples are at least at the level of elders, and they can study and practice together with the elders to make progress together. Can...... How can I, Lin Xinhao, be virtuous, why don't I need a teacher to teach? Lin Xinhao's face was a little ugly and a little dark.

Deacon Cui felt embarrassed, so he coughed dryly to cover it up, and then added thoughtfully: "If you encounter any problems in your cultivation in the future, you can come to me." After receiving Deacon Cui's promise, Lin Xinhao's face looked a little better. However, the tone was still a little rushed: "What about the reference book I want?" "This is easy to do, I'll let someone get it for you." Deacon Cui agreed very happily.

Before he could inform his disciple to take it, he heard Lin Xinhao say unceremoniously: "Also, it looks like the last day of this month, you can distribute this month's resources to me along with next month's resources." Looking at Lin Xinhao, who was pulling a face and looking unhappy, the corners of Deacon Cui's eyes twitched a little, and he said in his heart, good boy, you don't suffer at all. I'm still blind.

Deacon Cui stared at Lin Xinhao expressionlessly, Lin Xinhao looked at Deacon Cui without showing weakness, but the two stared at each other for a while, and Deacon Cui patted the arm of the chair and said with determination: "Cheng, it's up to you." Hearing this, Lin Xinhao's face softened a little, and even brought out a little relaxation. Seeing this, the corners of Deacon Cui's mouth couldn't help twitching.

He had the heart to regret it, but because of his identity, when he thought of Lin Xinhao's current situation, he sighed in his heart and gave up. Deacon Cui handed the Qiankun bag in his hand to Lin Xinhao, but before Lin Xinhao stretched out his hand, he took the Qiankun bag back. Seeing this, Lin Xinhao was naturally unhappy, and he couldn't help but be disappointed.

Deacon Cui couldn't care so much, I saw him staring at Lin Yi tightly, his expression was solemn and serious, and he only heard him say very seriously: "You haven't answered me yet." Lin Xinhao was stunned by Deacon Cui's attitude, and looked at Deacon Cui who couldn't make the slightest joke, and he couldn't help but get serious together. Lin Xinhao looked at Deacon Cui and nodded subconsciously and said, "I agree." ”

When Deacon Cui received Lin Xinhao's affirmative reply, he immediately smiled, and threw away the Qiankun bag in his hand to expire. His move really scared Lin Xinhao a lot, I saw him nervous for a while, touched the chair and kicked the table, so it was easy to put the empty Qiankun bag into his arms. Lin Xinhao was very dissatisfied with Deacon Cui's reckless behavior, and his eyes seemed to be glaring at Deacon Cui.

But Deacon Cui didn't mind, because he was really in a good mood. Boy, whether you have a master or not, the future road still depends on yourself, and whether you can grasp the future depends on your future efforts...... But he didn't say it explicitly.

Lin Xinhao put away the Qiankun bag and went down the mountain back to his wooden house in a trance, until he stood at the foot of the mountain and looked back at the towering mountain behind him, he still felt that all this was still a little unreal. He subconsciously reached out to touch the Qiankun bag in his arms, and remembered how to use it taught him by Deacon Cui, which made him frown again.

He felt that Deacon Cui gave him this Qiankun bag on purpose, he knew that he didn't have any spiritual power true yuan, and he still had to give himself a Lao Shizi who used spiritual power true yuan to play Ying'er, this was not intentional or anything. Looking at the few thick reference books in his hand, the hand he held the book couldn't help but tighten. He felt that he couldn't say anything to make Deacon Choi see the joke......

Lin Xinhao, who returned to the wooden house, couldn't even take care of eating, so he went to the table to study the basic reference book he had just gotten back. After all, he doesn't have much literacy, so reference books are not a big problem for him...... In the past few days, Lin Xinhao has followed the devil.

It's as if a few books have some magic that makes people forget to sleep and eat. For several days, Lin Xinhao has been immersed in the study of reference books, and even holds a reference book in his hand when he eats. Because of the focus, he was a little forgetful. When I washed my face, I thought it was washed when my hands were wet......

Because all the thoughts are on the reference book, it is common to cook with less salt and forget oil. Sometimes while cooking, I frowned and grabbed the words in the reference book, and I didn't scorch the food for this. If it weren't for the smell of burnt smoke that woke him up, I'm afraid he would have forgotten to eat......

Occasionally, when he had an understanding or a flash of inspiration, his eyes always lit up with excitement, and he didn't even care about the matter at hand, so he devoted himself to the reference book again. This rice is not cooked, it is still sandwiched, and he has already put it in the bowl......

Lin Xinhao, whose eyes were firmly fixed on the reference book, didn't even look at the bowl when he ate, picked up the rice, and made everything with the rice. is so focused and has messy hair, so he looks full of personality, and he can't help but be respectful.

"I understand!" Lin Xinhao suddenly smiled excitedly while holding the bowl, and the chopsticks in his hand were also used to rub the scalp covered by his messy hair. I forgot to wash my unkempt hair for a few days...... Of course, it could also be a whim, who knows. Anyway, he rubbed it......

Because Xiao Yu had contact with Lin Xinhao, Lin Xinhao was still responsible for this piece after Deacon Cui discussed it with the elders. The practice in the past few days has made Xiao Yu almost forget about Lin Xinhao, who has almost become a savage. If you don't always feel that something is going on in your heart, or if you accidentally catch a glimpse of the lush bamboo forest on the carved wooden screen...... Lin Xinhao is really about to end his short life in selflessness.

A disciple with a certain degree of cultivation will be fine if he does not move for ten days and a half months, but he Lin Xinhao can't do it, he Lin Xinhao's body is not a mortal, not to mention that he has no cultivation at all, he is simply committing suicide. When Xiao Yu came, he was worried, suffering from gains and losses, Lin Xinhao was an ordinary person after all, and now he has been out of food for at least a few days......