Gu Xianyun just didn't hear these sarcastic words, and with a whoosh, he flew out of the blue leaf and took Wang Lin to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Su Banxia gritted his teeth, looked at the blue color that disappeared in the clouds fiercely, spat out a mouthful of saliva in the direction of his departure, and complained to Mo Cong:

"Look, don't I just say a few more words and point out some treacherous and ugly things with ulterior motives, she looks like this, so it can be seen that she is not a good person."

Mo Cong didn't answer, only touched his nose, thinking that he would remember to plant some vegetables and fruits tomorrow, and when there was a harvest, he would pick them and take them to the Scripture Pavilion, so as not to miss the mysterious and important event in the mouth of the little uncle.

Su Banxia was angry, so he didn't say anything more, sent Mo Cong back to Lin Xifeng, and then returned to his own mountain and began a three-month retreat and cultivation.

............

It stands to reason that sitting on a wide and stable leaf is always better than the crane's back.

But Wang Lin felt that his fear of heights did not improve much because of this.

The thin blades really made him very weak, for fear that one would accidentally break up, sit out of a pit, and let himself fall.

Gu Xianyun accosted him several times, but he didn't get a normal response from Wang Lin, and he could only hear some perfunctory uh-huh-ahhh

Then the two of them didn't say anything all the way, and Wang Lin was taken back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

After the blue leaf hit the ground, it shrank and softened for a while, turning into a green light.

The green light flew into Gu Xianyun's bun, like a headdress of a jade leaf, hanging on the hairpin, embellished between the temples of the clouds, and hanging on the side of his ears.

As Gu Xianyun walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with her long legs, the green leaf hanging on the hairpin also swayed, adding a bit of youthful and lovely vitality to her frosty figure.

But such an ingenious and exquisite headdress magic weapon, Wang Lin couldn't appreciate half of it.

He had just landed, his brain was still floating in the air, looking at the swaying green leaves, he felt nausea and dizziness again, and his eyes swayed again.

Gu Xianyun, who walked in front, looked at Wang Lin standing in place, silent, waiting for himself to speak, and felt that he had seen his identity.

Although she felt that her identity had been exposed, she still pretended to be an innocent little junior sister, and turned around and shouted:

"Senior brother, why haven't you kept up? We're going to meet the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion......"

She was indifferent in her heart, thinking about the countermeasures in the future, and arranging this set of logical, perfect and reasonable explanations.

But the movement on his face and mouth did not fall at all, Yun Mei frowned slightly, squeezed out a grievance and sad expression, muttered pitifully in his mouth, and said:

"I heard that my senior brother is free and uninhibited on weekdays, but because I just played some tricks with my nephew Su, I complained that my senior sister was arrogant when I first entered the school, and I played right and wrong for no reason?"

Then out of nowhere, a few traces of tears appeared, a pair of frosty teary eyes blinked, reflecting the moonlight, but with some desolate and clear light, he walked back to Wang Lin's side, pulled his arm, and said with a forced smile:

"That's it, it's all my sister's little family anger, which has made my brother unhappy, I just beg my brother not to have such an attitude, it's better to scold me directly, otherwise it will seem that I am making trouble this time."

As soon as Wang Lin overcame the psychological shadow and was about to ease up, he saw that this little junior sister didn't know what the hell she was talking about, so she inexplicably acted it herself and made a big drama here.

Tearful eyes went up, and I saw Wang Lin with a pair of eyebrows tightly locked, silently pulled out his arms, full of vigilance against himself, and he was even more sure that his identity had been recognized.

Gu Xianyun already had a draft at this time, and after controlling his expression, he took advantage of the situation and wrapped it up again, half-pulling and half-dragging, and entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with few people.

She already knew that Wang Lin saw that she was wrong, and now she was acting so hard, just to show it to the elders in the pavilion, lest anyone know her secret through Wang Lin's abnormal reaction and expose the hidden remnants of the magic weapon.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the two hand-in-hand, she had already sensed through contact that the scale of the aura in Wang Lin's body was not small, and at least there was a cultivation of the eighth layer of qi cultivation, and it was about to approach the ninth layer.

But more than ten days ago, with the assistance of various magic weapons, the surface strength that could be seen was only three layers of Qi training.

In this world, how could there be a Qi cultivation period cultivator who could break through the first layer in two days?

Even if those monsters with terrifying qualifications, with various resource bonuses, even if they can achieve such extreme speed, they will never be the same as this Wang Lin, there is no trace of cultivation in the body, and the aura is as pure as ever, without any other attributes.

This is the real cultivation mana, it is clearly to absorb some pure aura, cover it in the body casually, and let yourself see a pure mask.

Gu Xianyun was shocked in his heart, and he thought of Wang Lin more unfathomably in his heart.

The scripture pavilion twisted and turned, she pulled Wang Lin, followed the guidance in the pavilion, and came all the way to the elder's room on the second floor.

The elder of the Tibetan scriptures sat on the futon, the room was lit with a Nine Heavens Demon Pure Heart Incense, and in front of him was a glass lotus flower, which was burned with the oil of the enlightened beast Lu Wu, in such a pure and elegant, bright atmosphere in the room, his eyes did not blink, holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures and staring at it carefully.

Without waiting for the two people outside the house to knock on the door, he hooked his little finger holding the book as if he knew about their arrival in advance, and opened the door in the air.

He didn't say anything, only pinched the incense ash sprinkled nearby, dipped it in the lamp oil in the glass lamp, wiped it on the Taoist scripture in his hand, then got up and handed the book to Wang Lin, and then didn't listen to the words of the two, so he closed the door and went back to the room to get other scriptures to read.

Wang Lin didn't know anything, so he stuffed a copy of the Tao Sutra in his hand.

When I opened it, it was not a secret book of exercises, it was just an ordinary Tao Te Ching.

There are 81 chapters in the Tao Te Ching, the first 37 chapters are the Tao Ching, and the last 44 chapters are the Tao Te Ching.

The book in Wang Lin's hand is the "Tao Jing" with only the first thirty-seven chapters.

He flipped through it, and sure enough, it was word for word, starting from the three words "Tao Ke Dao" to "the world will be self-righteous and the end".

Seeing Wang Lin reading in a daze, Gu Xianyun also breathed a sigh of relief, and left him a code word:

"Senior Brother Wang, then don't leave it at that, I will be learning magic in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion these days, if there is anything you want to say to me, just go to the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find me."

Then he left, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and went downstairs to see the many secret techniques of the Pure Yang Palace.

Wang Lin has long felt that this junior sister is weird, but now she is even more when she speaks, and she even said the words "from the heart" to her, which inevitably made him guess in his heart:

- She can't have a crush on me, right?