Author: Battle of Tiandu

After about a stick of incense, the two of them continued to climb the steps, and over a ridge in front of them, they came to a relatively flat sunny gentle slope, which was where the stone house where the ordinary disciples of Lingjian Peak lived.

Lin Yunchen returned to his room, reached into his arms with some excitement, took out the storage bag he got from the Gathering Hall, and began to investigate the items inside little by little.

He got a lot of things in the storage bag, most of them were some daily necessities, and there were a lot of odds and ends.

Two sets of navy-blue outer disciple costumes, one bottle containing three soybean-sized, round and translucent Bigu Dan.

A low-level flying sword that can barely be regarded as a magic weapon, plus thirty low-grade spirit stones.

His face suddenly became gloomy, he shook his head again and again, and let out a long breath of unwillingness, sighing in his heart.

"Hey, just this little thing, it's not enough to stuff your teeth", Lin Yunchen looked at his rough palm, and there were thirty shiny low-grade spirit stones.

Then his heart moved, and he thought: "Yes, it's better than nothing, are you a little too greedy, you have to change it in the future."

Today, I heard what the third senior brother said: Our scattered monks are like a blank sheet of paper in the sect, this is not difficult to understand, presumably in the sect, they are all controlled by some huge Xiuzhen family forces.

Just like in the court of the mundane world, it is divided into several forces, and there must be many issues such as power struggles and resource distribution.

I must be more careful in the future, I must not join any family forces, once I participate in this power vortex turbulence, it will be difficult to get out again.

Now it seems that the sect is not a place to stay for a long time, and when you succeed in building your foundation, after you have a certain amount of self-preservation, it is best to smear oil on the soles of your feet and slip away.

The world is so big that it is impossible not to have its own place.

With this in mind, he used his hands and feet to quickly sort out the items scattered all over the place, his lips moved slightly, and a wisp of mana wrapped the sorted items and put them into the storage bag.

Swallowed one pill of Bigu Pill, and then took out another pill, the tonifying pill given by the nominal master.

He began to meditate and practice cross-legged on the stone bed, wrapping his hands around the dantian in his lower abdomen, and moving the trace of cool qi in the dantian to all points in his body.

Silently chanting the mantra of the Sutra of Eternal Life in his mouth, his eyes and nose and nose and heart were contemplated, and his eyes slowly closed, and he meditated.

Early the next morning.

"I'll take the two of you to Lingjian Peak to go around, and tomorrow you can know that those are the places that you two should patrol and take care of."

"It's the third senior brother", the two of them had finished washing at this time, and they clasped their fists at the slender and somewhat handsome white-robed man on the side.

"Well, let's go", the white-robed man nodded slightly, leading the way.

Hearing this, Lin and Nie hurriedly followed his footsteps, and their faces were silent as usual.

After half the incense, Lin and Nie followed suit, followed by Fu Qing, who led the way in front, and soon walked to a gravel mountain road opened up between the mountains and rocks.

"You see, this is the only way to enter the mountain, and this place must be guarded." Fu Qing glanced sideways at the two.

"It's Senior Brother Fu Qing, I know", Lin and Nie looked at the winding mountain path and replied sideways.

"Let's go, then go to the next place", Fu Qing suddenly sped up the trip.

Another hour later, Fu Qing took Lin and Nie to a large spiritual field opened up in the dense forest in the mountains.

At this time, in the spiritual field, there were three or five ordinary disciples, walking back and forth with their heads down, looking very busy, taking care of the elixir in this spiritual field, and watering and irrigating from time to time.

"You must pay special attention here, and often come to inspect to see if there are any wild beasts, birds, birds, or monsters and the like that come here to destroy."

Fu Qing looked at the elixir that was growing well, looked sideways at the two people behind him, and instructed.

"I'll come to guard the mountain gate first tomorrow", Lin Yunchen hugged his fists and took the initiative to ask.

"Since that's the case, okay, then Senior Brother Lin will guard the mountain gate first", Fu Qing said and looked at Nie Yan: "The day after tomorrow, Senior Brother Nie Yan will come, you won't have no opinions!"

Nie Yan looked at the medicine field, came back to his senses when he heard the words, and didn't have time to think about it, and immediately said: "I have no opinion on the arrangements of Senior Brother Fu Qing."

"That's it, I have other things to deal with, so I'll take my leave."

After Fu Qing said that, he was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, "I almost forgot, I still have two messenger talismans here, leaving them ...... the two of you." ”

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Fu Qing, Third Senior Brother go slowly", Lin and Nie arched their hands, and bowed slightly to Fu Qing, who was flying away with the sword.

After a while, Lin Yunchen and Nie Yan glanced at each other, were silent, and quickly returned the same way, and after about a stick of incense, they returned to the bluestone courtyard.

The two have nothing to talk about with each other, after all, the two have only known each other for a short time, and it is impossible to have any past events to reminisce.

After a few simple polite words in the courtyard, the two of them went back to their own rooms, what should they do.

In the early morning of the next day, the Lingjian Peak was filled with clouds and mist, and the white fog drifted with the wind, and the clouds and mist shrouded the mountain.

It is like the white cotton wool worn on the top of the mountain, and the clouds and mist wrapped around the mountainside are like white ribbons tied in the mountains.

......

Soon after, a red glow appeared in the east, and the morning sun was about to come out, and after a while the sky was dyed red, gradually, brighter and brighter.

The morning glow gradually spread in this direction, and the sky above was also lightened by the soft red, and the sky was much brighter.

The colors of the sky are embellished by a layer of brilliant golden sunlight, from the reddest and thickest place of the original morning glow, there are several places on the Lingjian Peak, and in just a moment, the original main color cyan and the blue sky are squeezed together.

In the distance, the sky is full of golden clouds, sparsely covered with half of the blue, and the mist shrouded in the mountains slowly disappears into invisibility under the reflection of the sun.

When Fu Qing was leaving, he left a messenger for Lin Yunchen and Nie Yan, saying that if there was any abnormal situation when the two of them were guarding the mountain gate, they could report the message with the talisman paper.

And also taught the two of them how to use the rune paper, just need to use mana to urge the rune paper, and the rune paper will instantly burn to form a fireball, which quickly rises into the air.

When it explodes in the air, it will form a huge mana fluctuation in the air, so that the entire monks of Spirit Sword Peak, including Elder Ge Jing, will sense it and will immediately dare to come to support.

Lin Yunchen took out the talisman and glanced at it, and then carefully hid the talisman paper close to his body, this talisman paper is used to save his life, and it must not be lost.

Lin Yunchen shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Brother Nie, I will go to guard the mountain gate today, and the other things in the courtyard of the stone house will be handed over to you."

"Okay, you go, I'm cultivating now and can't get up and go out, I hope Brother Lin will forgive me, Brother Lin will work hard for you to guard the mountain gate today, and make you snacks from my hometown at night."

Nie Yan said slowly in the room.

"Well, then thank you Brother Nie, see you in the evening, I must try the snacks of your hometown", Lin Yunchen said, turned around and walked towards the mountain gate of Lingjian Peak on foot.

Not long after, he found a shady place to meditate cross-legged beside the stone tablet of Lingjian Peak, entered a state of pranayama, and looked up at the rising sun in the sky.

Feeling a little dazzling, he moved his position a few times, and then let go of the power of the divine stone and began to probe all the movements around him.

At this moment, Lin Yunchen was wearing a hat on his head, dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Supreme Sword Sect, and a gourd-shaped kettle was hanging from his waist.

On the ground on the side, there was still the low-level flying sword.

If there is that uninformed person, who sees his dress today, he must think that he is the chivalrous warrior of the rivers and lakes, and he will visit here.

Lin Yunchen was quite satisfied with this work of guarding the mountain gate from the bottom of his heart, after all, there was no danger in guarding the mountain gate, and with such a big Supreme Sword Sect, it was impossible for other monks who did not open their eyes to dare to come here to make trouble.