Zhao Lin was taken aback, in the past, when the spirit beast diagram met the best spirit, it also reacted like this, but now it is a "stone" in his hand, and it is not a living thing, what is it to suck it in?

Do you want to absorb the aura inside?

His mind flickered, knowing that he would definitely not be able to do this here and now, so he hurriedly returned the spirit stone to He Shaoqun.

There are many magic weapons and spiritual objects in the immortal cultivation world, and if there is something abnormal on one's body, it will inevitably attract the suspicion of outsiders, but it is not as easy as this world to get by.

He Shaoqun was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Senior brother, don't you look at it?" ”

Zhao Lin's heart shook, his face was calm as usual, and he said with a smile: "Senior brother likes it very much, but I'm afraid that I don't want to let go of it." ”

Several teenagers laughed when they heard this, and Senior Brother Xun couldn't help but laugh.

After dinner, everyone put away the leftover plates, dishes and chopsticks, and the sky gradually darkened, and several teenagers yawned again.

Senior Brother Xun glanced outside the Taoist temple and said leisurely: "Those two are estimated to be tomorrow, Senior Brother is gone, you should rest early." ”

Everyone answered, and went back to their rooms.

The moon climbed up the treetops and shone through the windows into the house.

Zhao Lin and Yi lay on the bed, listening to the slight snoring sound in the rooms on both sides, and felt a long-lost calm in his heart.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, everyone got up to wash up, and felt a little bored, so they walked outside the temple together and accompanied Senior Brother Xun and the other two disciples.

waited until noon, and the two did not show up.

Zhao Lin took four more junior brothers and sisters into the city for dinner, and when he came back, he saw a tall young man wearing a slanted collar robe standing in front of the Taoist temple, talking to Senior Brother Xun.

"Here's another one!"

Zhu Cong jumped high, pulled his legs and rushed over, and several other people also sped up.

When he approached, he saw that the young man was old-looking, with long hands and feet, a thick skeleton, red cheeks on both sides, and a pair of eyes that were very clear.

Zhao Lin's heart moved, thinking that this young man did not look like a person from the Central Plains.

He has participated in martial arts competitions many times, and has seen many foreign races, looking at the appearance of this young man, most of them are from the northern Wushu.

"Senior brother, what's your name?" Zhu Cong ran over and asked.

The tall young man glanced down at Zhu Cong and replied in jerky Central Plains dialect, "My name is Tong Mu." ”

"Surname Copper?"

Zhu Cong looked curious, "And this surname?" ”

Senior Brother Xun explained with a smile: "It's not copper and iron, it's a single person with a winter character, he is a Di person." ”

"Di Ren? No wonder they don't look like us. ”

A few teenagers suddenly realized.

Now that the martial arts of Dayue are prosperous, the surrounding countries dare not disturb him, and several teenagers are not hostile to Tong Mu, but just ask him about his origin.

Tong Mu was a little restrained at first, but seeing that everyone was friendly, he slowly relaxed and told his origins one by one.

As Zhao Lin guessed, Tong Mu was a vulture, the son of a herdsman, when he was three years old, his father was killed in a tribal conflict, his mother was also robbed to another tribe to remarry, and he himself became a slave of the nobles.

Since he was a child, he has been herding sheep until the resident monk passed by and found that he was the lower grade spiritual root of the dual genus of wind and wood......

After hearing this, everyone looked at Li Sancai, their experiences were somewhat similar, but in comparison, Li Sancai was more miserable.

Zhao Lin took out two baskets of steamed buns from his baggage and patted Tong Mu's shoulder, "You came just in time, the things are still hot." ”

Tong Mu saw that Zhao Lin was a little older than several teenagers, thinking that he was a garrison monk, so he hurriedly bent down to take it, "Thank you...... Governor. ”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but Tong Mu was at a loss, not knowing where he said something wrong.

Zhao Lin didn't care, shook his head lightly and said, "Dao Elder doesn't dare to be, just call me Senior Brother Zhao." ”

Only then did Tong Mu understand that Zhao Lin, like them, was also a disciple who was about to get started.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao."

Tong Mu changed his words and thanked him, then picked up the buns, one bite at a time, and ate them all in a hurry.

Except for Zhao Lin, several teenagers present were dealing with foreign races for the first time, and they had never been to the northern grassland, and they all pestered Tong Mu to tell him the story of the grassland.

It's a pity that Tong Mu deals with cattle and sheep all day long, and his life is very boring, and he talks dryly for a while, and the teenagers are drowsy.

Senior Brother Xun stood outside the Taoist temple, frequently looking into the distance, and seemed to attach great importance to the last person.

Zhao Lin thought to himself: "Now there are six people, three lower-grade spiritual roots, and three medium-grade spiritual roots, I don't know what grade the last person is?" ”

As soon as these thoughts came together, I heard Senior Brother Xun's laughter outside: "Brother Hong, you are finally here!" ”

Everyone rushed out of the Taoist temple and saw a Taoist priest walking up the avenue with a blue-shirted young man.

Needless to say, the blue-shirted boy was the last disciple.

I saw that he was tall, with delicate eyebrows, wearing a round-necked narrow-sleeved robe, a leather belt around his waist, and black boots, dressed as a martial artist.

Zhao Lin was surprised, everyone was accompanied by himself or his family, only this young man was personally seen off by the monk stationed there.

It seems that this person's spiritual root grade is not low!

The Taoist priest surnamed Hong greeted Senior Brother Xun for a while, and said with a smile: "I sent the person, and I will hand it over to Senior Brother Xun later." ”

Senior Brother Xun arched his hand: "Senior Brother Hong, rest assured." ”

The Taoist priest surnamed Hong nodded, glanced at the young man, and strode away.

"Senior brother, what's your name?"

"What grade is the spirit root?"

As soon as the Taoist priest surnamed Hong left, everyone surrounded the blue-shirted young man and asked in a gossipy manner.

The blue-shirted young man seemed to have seen a big scene, and he didn't panic, so he arched his hand slightly and said, "My name is Lin Chaoran, and I am a spiritual root." ”

"Ground products!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, with a look of envy and surprise in their eyes.

Zhao Lin knew in his heart, the spiritual root of the earth grade was extremely scarce, and he also attached great importance to the sect if he wanted to come to the sect, no wonder there was a special person to escort him.

"Senior Brother Lin, which sect are you practicing martial arts in?"

Lin Chaoran was full of qi and blood, and Zhao Lin immediately sensed that he was a cultivator with dual qi training.

Cultivating to such a realm at such an age, he must be a disciple of the three major sects.

Since it is not in the Xingyun Sect, it should be one of the two of the Liyang Sect or the Zhennan Sect.

Sure enough, Lin Chaoran raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "Senior brother has good eyesight, I am a disciple of the Hanguang Academy of the Liyang Sect." ”

The Hanguang Courtyard of the Liyang Sect, which is equivalent to the Dancing Elephant Courtyard of the Xingyun Sect, is a place where talented disciples are concentrated.

"This Lin Chaoran is a real dragon and phoenix among people, and he has both talents in martial arts and cultivation."

Lin Chaoran was also looking at Zhao Lin, but with his cultivation, he couldn't see the depth, and asked, "Senior Brother Zhao also practices martial arts, right?" ”

Zhao Lin replied vaguely: "Xi has been in for a few years." ”

Seven disciples arrived, and the preface was arranged, Zhao Lin was the undisputed senior brother, and Tong Mu, who was from Wushu, was sixteen years old, ranking second.

Li Sancai, Lin Chaoran, and He Shaoqun are all fifteen years old, Lin Chaoran is the oldest in the month, and He Shaoqun is the second, Li Sancai only knows his age, but he doesn't know the specific month of birth, and he is willing to be at the bottom.

Further down is the fourteen-year-old Bai He and the twelve-year-old Zhu Cong.

Senior Brother Xun looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "When everyone arrives, we will go to sea tomorrow." ”

(End of chapter)