Tong Xi hugged Yan Lin before he came back to his senses, and his cheeks were pressed against Yan Lin's chest: "Brother Yan, you are finally back." ”

There was even a cry in these words, Yan Lin patted her back a little sluggishly to soothe, and patted the snow off her shoulder by the way.

Four more women walked in front of them, all dressed in white, without any decoration on their clothes, all of them were surviving nuns of Wanyin Temple. After a long time, several people lost the embarrassment they had when they first separated, but looked a little rounder.

The leader was the capable senior sister Duan Hong, she walked over with a light smile, nodded and said hello to Yan Lin: "An hour ago, the news that you were here, the sisters couldn't wait to come to greet you." ”

At this time, Yan Lin sighed in his heart that the defense of Dai'an Peak was strict, although he did not deliberately bypass the guards along the way, but in order to test his mana, he walked on cliffs, and even so, he was still discovered.

Seeing Duan Hong, he immediately wanted to tell what he knew about the Wanyin Temple people's inner pill being conducive to sword casting. Before he could open his mouth, Tong Xi let go of Yan Lin, with tears in his eyes, and was quite pitiful in Yan Lin's arms: "Did Brother Yan rescue Senior Sister?"

Yan Lin thought that he was angry with Tong Xi when he was separated from her last time, and he felt a little guilty, and his voice was softer: "That is a trap in Baili Jiuzhai, and the senior sister and the other sisters have already been killed by them." ”

Tong Xi covered his mouth with his hand, tears welling up in his eyes. A nun asked about the situation, and Yan Lin answered them one by one. A little nun asked, "Little junior brother, are you in any danger?"

Yan Lin comforted her and said, "It's a little dangerous, but senior sister don't worry, I'm not back safely now." ”

He wanted to make a long story short, so that he could immediately tell them the secret of the Nedan that Hanji had discovered. But the nuns chattered around and asked what was going on, so he couldn't change the subject.

Duan Hong didn't come around, but after all the nuns, he interrupted them and asked, "Have you hidden Master's Neidan?"

Yan Lin nodded solemnly: "Hide it, no one can find it." ”

Duan Hong took a few steps forward, pushed Tong Xi away, and then pulled Yan Lin aside. Yan Lin didn't know why, let alone what the other little nuns couldn't listen to.

Duan Hong quietly asked, "You tell Senior Sister, where is Neidan hiding?"

Now that Mrs. Ciyi and Jiang Duan have both passed away, Duan Hong is the highest in terms of seniority, and Yan Lin also respects her. But Yan Lin still said: "Senior sister, the whereabouts of Master Neidan are still known to as few people as possible." ”

"I can't even say, don't you believe me?" Duan Hong asked.

Yan Lin hurriedly denied: "How dare the junior brother not believe the senior sister." It's just that Master Neidan has a lot of coveters, and if you tell your senior sister, I'm afraid that your senior sister will be in danger. ”

Duan Hong didn't look very happy, thinking that Yan Lin had just come back, and this question could be asked slowly, so he said, "Then I'll talk about it later." You go to the Suran Pavilion with the disciples of Dai Anfeng, and Master Yu wants to see you in person. ”

"Senior Sister Duan, I actually have something to tell you......

However, at this time, the eight disciples standing at the door all gathered around, Yan Lin didn't expect that these people were all here to greet him.

Eight disciples led the way in front, and Yan Lin walked behind them, followed by the little nuns of Wanyin Temple. Along the way, I met many disciples of Dai Anfeng, and when I saw the little nun following behind Yan Lin, I couldn't help but point. Yan Lin doesn't care, anyway, he is the only seedling in the nunnery, and others can't control it.

He had more important things to face.

He was a little nervous because he didn't know what kind of person he was going to face.

Master Yihua didn't like Yu Junjian, but he couldn't say why, he just didn't like it.

Jiao Shuyu was suspicious of Yu Junjian, because she didn't understand why she had already passed on the information and Wanyin Temple was still destroyed without knowing it. But this is just a suspicion, she is not 100% sure that the information was really sent to Yu Junjian. Maybe there was a problem with the delivery of information?

So in the final analysis, a question came to mind: Is there anything to do with the destruction of Wanyin Temple and Yu Junjian?

The disciple of Dai Anfeng took Yan Lin to the Suran Pavilion, asked Yan Lin to wait in place, and went in to report it himself. It took a while for Yan Lin to be invited in.

The Suran Pavilion is the place where Yu Junjian works every day, but it is very spacious, with two rows of tables and chairs on the left and right, extending all the way to the hall. The desk was placed on a high platform at the very top of the main hall, and incense was burning on the table.

There were only him and Yu Jun in the big hall. Yu Jun saw that he was standing on the high platform with his hands in his hands, and he did not look back.

Yan Lin hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Junior Yan Lin pays a visit to Master Yu. ”

Yu Jun still didn't look back, and his voice was loud: "The little master is also from Wanyin Temple?"

"Yes. ”

Yu Jun turned around. This was the first time Yan Lin had spoken to Yu Junjian at close range. Yu Jun saw that he had the appearance of a decent man and a gentleman, and his face was upright. People with high cultivation often can't tell their age, except for a mole on the tip of his nose, there is no flaw on his face, not even a trace of wrinkles. He said: "From the footsteps of the little master, the cultivation is good. ”

Yan Lin didn't dare to laugh in front of him, but replied respectfully: "Don't dare." ”

"But have you received the true inheritance of Master Tzu Yi?"

"The teacher often gives advice. ”

"Oh?" Yu Jun was interested when he saw it, "Has the little master heard of the Bodhi Sutra?"

Yan Lin was vigilant: "This is the mental method, and the younger generation has naturally heard of it." Is Master Yu very interested in this method?"

Yu Jun said with a smile: "The Bodhi Sutra is famous all over the world, and the immortal sect is unlearned, so the contemptible people are naturally interested. ”

Yan Lin's heart fluttered, and he was cautious and tentative: "Then Master Yu has ever heard that the inner pill of a person who cultivates the Bodhi Sutra is more suitable for casting artifacts?" After speaking, he thought to himself: "If he says yes, then Master Yu is really suspicious." ”

Yu Jun didn't hesitate to see it, and replied unabashedly: "I've heard of it." Therefore, it is best for you to live on Dai'an Peak recently and not go down the mountain, otherwise you will encounter people with bad intentions, and you are afraid that the lives of the little masters will be in danger. ”

Yan Lin was frightened, his fists clenched, and cold sweat was dripping.

He thought to himself, "He even admitted that he had heard of it?" Miss Jiao said that this was a new conclusion made by Han Casting Sword, and Master Yihua also said that he had never heard of it, why did he know? There was only one explanation, he did receive information from Miss Jiao. Then he ......"

Yu Jun saw that he suddenly asked, Yan Lin was concentrating on things, and was taken aback: "Where has the little master been during this time? The other little masters of Wanyin Temple came to my Dai'an Peak more than a month ago. ”

Fortunately, Yan Lin had already thought of an excuse: "The junior was seriously injured after fleeing from Wanyin Temple, and he recuperated for many days before he could go to Dai'an Peak." ”

"The person who comes is a guest, and I also have a lot of precious herbs in Dai'an Peak, and the little master can go and get them by himself. ”

Yanlin should go down. Yu Jun saw that Yan Lin was leaving.

When he came to the outside of the Suran Pavilion, Yan Lin found that his fists were clenched too tightly, and he almost pinched his palms to bleed.

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(There will be a more in a while~ I would like to thank the little friends who rewarded yesterday.) ）