Chapter 148: The Oath of Armor

Chapter 5

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On the steep and towering cliff, a pine tree proudly pointed to the sky, and Lin Pu next to him stood with his hands in his hands, and the two were in contrast to each other.

Looking at the vast fog in front of him, a few birds crossed by, Lin Pu frowned slightly, as if he was worried about something.

One person patted him on the shoulder, looked back, and found that it was one of the six generations of disciples who had been in the hall before, and it was also Lin Pu's junior brother, Kong Tong.

This Kong Tong has a thin figure, a protruding nose, an extremely wide forehead, and a crane sunset fan in his hand, and his body is shaky but looks at ease.

Facing the smile on his junior brother's face, Lin Pu didn't have a good face, and asked coldly, "Something?"

"It's nothing, I see that the third senior brother is frowning here, and I want to relieve your worries. Kong Tong grinned and took two steps forward.

"No need. Lin Pu turned his head and continued to look at the clouds and mist churning in front of him.

"This time the tea cup is bigger, the sect leader asked me not to lose the face of the Luoyan Sect, the junior brother is not talented, the two disciples under the seat are stupid in qualifications, and the cultivation has only broken through the fifth layer of the condensation period, but it can be regarded as eye-catching. Kong Tong stroked Cang Song with his right hand and said leisurely.

Lin Pu's expression was even colder, with his understanding of Kong Tong, he already knew what he would say later.

"It's you, Third Senior Brother, the cultivation of the two disciples under the seat is worrying, if Dabi is beaten by the disciples of the outer sect this time, and provokes the anger of the sect leader, your medicine depot will not be guaranteed. ā€

"Kong Tong, don't worry, even if the sect leader asks me to step down, I won't let you sit in this position. Lin Pu smiled freely, turned his head and stared at Kong Tong quietly.

Hearing this, Kong Tong's face changed imperceptibly, his five fingers inadvertently turned into red gold, and he suddenly melted five small holes in the pine, and his expression converged: "Senior brother, why did you say this?"

"All the things you did in private were all under the eyes of the sect master, how long do you think you can hide it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Kong Tong gritted his teeth slightly, and the fans suddenly came together.

"It's okay if you don't admit it, after all, it's not my turn to track down the smuggling of elixirs to fill my pockets, so, junior brother, ......"

"So what?!" Kong Tong's eyes were filled with unease.

"It's nothing, senior brother, I'm one step ahead. Lin Pu smiled faintly, and slowly retreated, until his figure was obscured by the clouds and mist in the sky.

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Back at Wulong Peak, the sky was already dark.

The clouds and mist on the soles of his feet suddenly rolled, and Lin Pu gently landed in front of his residence, and the two gray-robed boys in front of the courtyard immediately saluted.

"After I left, nothing happened to the spirit veins, right?" asked Lin Pu.

The boy with his hair tied in a bun on the right bowed down and told the story of what happened in the scripture hall today, without any reservations.

"Congratulations to the master, it seems that Senior Brother Luo Tian has been influenced by the master, and he is dedicated to learning, and he has begun to be interested in Taoism. The boy carried the faint lantern and said softly.

"Hmph!" Lin Pu snorted twice, as if he was laughed at angrily, and his expression was mixed with a little helplessness.

With his understanding of Luo Tian and the boy's description, Lin Pu could almost guess the true situation of this incident, the fat man was obviously asleep and accidentally hit his head on the ground.

This guy has always been a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, how could he suddenly change his temper and be determined to learn?

"I know for the teacher. Lin Pu didn't break it, and walked into the courtyard with his hands in his hands, without a trace of smoke.

The boy bowed again.

The next day, the morning light shone on Wulong Peak again, and a few light spots reflected into the window eaves.

Yunhai rubbed his eyelids, got up and dressed, and looked at Luo Tian, who was sleeping soundly at the other end of the house.

Sighing, Yunhai opened the door of the house, but was stunned and froze in place.

"Master, Master?!"

The morning light penetrated, sprinkled on Lin Pu's slightly thin shoulders, the breeze blew, blowing the jade belt of green clothes, and a few drops of morning dew adhered to it, setting off the faint smile.

"I—I'm going to call Luo Tian. Yun Hai hurriedly turned around, but was stopped by Lin Pu.

"The teacher is here to find you. Lin Pu bowed his head and beckoned to the sea of clouds.

Yunhai was slightly stunned, and then ran over quickly, with a puzzled face.

Seven years ago, he became Lin Pu's first disciple in the Luoyan Sect, but Lin Pu didn't seem to pay much attention to this disciple, and over the years, the days when the two talked alone were numbered.

Lin Pu also rarely taught Yun Hai any experience, or guided his cultivation matters, but would regularly take time to check the latter's cultivation status. In comparison, the time Lin Pu spent on Luo Tian was probably dozens or even more than a hundred times that of the sea of clouds.

"Do you remember the time you went up the mountain?" Lin Pu asked, his eyes were deep, and he patted Yunhai on the shoulder.

"Remember, seven years, two months and two days. Yunhai replied.

"Seven years ago, you were an ignorant little doll, but now you are tall and big, if your father and mother can see it, it will be very gratifying. ā€

Yun Hai scratched his head, his face was slightly red, and he was a little overwhelmed in the face of his master's sudden affinity.

"You are my first disciple to enter the room, and the teacher rarely takes care of you, and he doesn't even grant you any decent magic weapons, Yunhai, do you complain?"

Yun Hai raised his eyes and found that the master's appearance didn't look like he was joking, and his expression also converged, and he shook his head solemnly and said: "Master is too worried, when you saved the disciple from the hands of the bandits, it was already a great care, and the disciple never expected too much, just to do his duty." ā€

"So very good, so very good...... the corners of Lin Pu's mouth slightly hooked a touch of arc, and sighed: "Although the teacher has never had a long talk with you, I want you to know that you have always been the most reassuring disciple of the teacher, and everything entrusted to you is completed in an orderly manner, including cultivation, and the teacher has never seen you slack off." ā€

Hearing so many compliments coming from his master's mouth, Yun Hai was even a little ashamed, thinking that he was so virtuous that he could afford such praise from his master.

"Yunhai, your temperament can actually be regarded as the best, but it's a pity that your qualifications tend to be ordinary, otherwise, your achievements will definitely not lose to the Zhang Feiluo beggar spirit in the sect, this is firmly believed in by the teacher. Lin Pu couldn't help but sigh, and then said: "The tea cup is coming, and in the month and a half before that, your spiritual field cultivation will be halved, and the rest of your time will be personally guided by the teacher to guide your cultivation." ā€

Yun Hai was still immersed in the words that his heart was good and his achievements were not inferior to Zhang Feiluo's beggars, his face was slightly red, and his breathing was heavy.

Zhang Fei and Luo Qiling are the proud sons of the Luoyan Sect, and countless disciples can only look up to the talents.

As early as a few years ago, Zhang Fei's cultivation had broken through the middle stage of foundation building, and the twenty-one-year-old mid-stage foundation building monk was really rare in the entire cultivation world, and no one could match it in the Luoyan Sect.

The other is that he has an amazing learning ability for Dan Dao, not only being able to integrate the techniques of various genres, but also being able to draw inferences from one another, so as to create his own Dan recipe, which makes many Dan Dao everyone ashamed. If it weren't for the restrictions of cultivation, Luo Qiling would probably be able to try to refine some elixirs that could only rely on true fire.

These two people can be described as the treasures of the elders and sect holders of the Luoyan Sect, and they are afraid of melting in their mouths, and they are afraid of falling in the palm of their hands, for fear of making them stumble.

Any sect, even if it expresses the slightest dignitary, will make a bunch of old bones thunder, even if they are forced to get out of the customs and be counterattacked, they have to fight with them.

And the last person who can be called Luoyan Sect Tianjiao, his name is Gu Yunlei.

"Yunhai, can you listen to the teacher's speech?" Seeing that Yunhai was losing his mind, Lin Pu frowned slightly.

"Hmm, oh, Master, are you serious, you want to come and personally instruct your disciples?" Yun Hai rubbed his hands in fear, his expression surprised and delighted, and with a hint of uneasiness about the future.

Lin Pu smiled lightly and nodded.