Chapter 822

"Finally gone?"

Yilin noticed that the sense of peeping disappeared and took off the innocent disguise again.

Since he came to the factotum class,

From different directions of the hanging mountain, the feeling of peeping comes from time to time.

He knew that it was a monk's unique skill - spiritual consciousness.

Spiritual awareness has infinite functions. It can detect, frighten, force and close your eyes.

At first, spiritual exploration from different directions was not frequent, about once a month.

This half a year has passed. For nearly half a month, I don't know who is so shameless. He watches and peeps every day, which annoys Yilin.

Don't the factotum disciples have the right to privacy?

Shameless~

Yilin was furious.

The work of the factotum disciple is very boring.

From the type of work, it can be roughly divided into carrying water, cutting bamboo, washing clothes, cooking and taking care of spirit animals.

Yilin was assigned to the water carrying group again this month.

According to Yi Lin's normal pace, he walked from the foot of the mountain to the hillside, designated the water delivery position, and then sent the empty bucket back to the factotum room. One time, it was just until noon.

Further up, that is the field that formal disciples are qualified to enter. Miscellaneous disciples and ownerless spirit beasts are not allowed to enter.

After lunch, another round will finish the day's work.

Although it seems easy to carry water for only two rounds, it would be faster if he could barely go up and down the mountain one day without cheating a few months ago. It is said that when some factotum disciples first arrived, they went up the mountain in the morning and didn't go down until midnight. They had to live in the bamboo forest for a cold night.

For Yilin's rapid progress, uncle Chenbei is also generous to praise, saying that Yilin can be called the one who has made great progress among so many ranks of factotum disciples.

Yilin looked at the sky from a distance. There was still some time before the sunset. He secretly estimated that according to his current level, he would have another round and could barely return before nightfall.

Just... Why?

How happy it is to fish.

Yilin spent a full second, finally figured it out, had a clear idea, and simply went down the mountain slowly.

On the way back, other factotum disciples of the water carrying group were shaking left and right, sweating up the mountain, stopping by the tree from time to time to have a rest.

Some of them had not even finished the first round, so they watched Yilin carry the pole on his shoulder with one hand. At the end of the pole were two empty barrels, humming a small song, relaxed and happy, and could not help but envy.

"Come on."

When passing by, Yilin kindly encouraged his colleagues.

People and their situations cannot be generalized.

Yilin saw this very clearly.

When Yilin returned to the factotum class, the factotum disciples who shared the rest of the work returned one after another.

In the past six months, the disciples of the factotum class came and went. They didn't change much. They were familiar with each other. They greeted each other from a distance and said goodbye.

Uncle Chenbei entered the laundry class this round. Among many chores, the laundry class is the most comfortable. It's not tired. It's all about hand speed. It depends on who rubs fast and quickly.

As soon as the uncle saw that Yilin came back easily, he looked up and down at Yilin for a moment, and then said meaningfully: "boy, it's a lot faster."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Speaking of Uncle Chen, Yilin asked curiously how many years he had stayed as the most senior factotum disciple shortly after he came.

Of course, uncle Chenbei doesn't remember. Day after day, year after year, he can figure out the days. He's not uncle.

At that time, the uncle asked who was the emperor outside.

Yilin said Jisheng... Didn't know, Xia Yuan emperor... Didn't know either. Until talking about the ancestors of emperor Xia yuan, uncle Fang Chenbei woke up like a big dream and said, "it's a Jiazi."

One Jiazi, that is, 60 years.

Sir, it's so terrible.

……

I am worthy of being an old man. Although my cultivation is not high, I know a lot.

In his spare time, Yilin will ask some trivia about the interior of Tianjian gate.

And some cultivation problems.

Although uncle Chenbei couldn't practice his accomplishments, to Yilin's surprise, his foundation was terrible. He could draw inferences about which meridians in the human body and which acupoints played any role in the technique.

Oh, the worker class has a treasure hidden.

Others in the factotum class despise uncle Chenbei. After all, an old man who has practiced for 60 years and has not been promoted to a formal disciple. In the eyes of the younger generation of factotum disciples, this life is over, and there is no possibility of progress.

But Yilin doesn't think so. His attitude is very different from others. He is polite to Uncle Chen. He often knocks on the door with some homemade small food to greet him. He always wants to take out all his shallow knowledge and stuff it into the brain of the studious young talent.

……

On this day, Yilin still got up early in the morning and engraved a knife on the newly carved "Jiannanchun timer No. 2"... This knife was engraved on his face. Then he went out of the wooden house, sat on the stone and closed his eyes.

When he was breathing, he peeped his eyes and swept back and forth from him and around him.

"More and more often?"

Yilin looks at his nose, mouth, mouth and heart, reads Amitabha, pretends not to know, stands still, and his breath is as stable as an old dog. But his mind became active and said to himself secretly.

He understood something vaguely.

After daily breathing, Yilin felt the weak cyclone in his body, and his white face was a little helpless.

"This may be the ghost talent 'heaven jealous Wizard'."

[tianjealous Wizard: comprehension + 200, five elements spirit root qualification - 30, cultivation speed - 30, maximum life span - 30, health - 30.]

Under the influence of this red ball talent, Yilin's understanding is estimated to be full, and his cultivation speed, qualification, life span and health have been reduced to a certain extent. Yilin feels that his cultivation of Qi is slow and has made little progress, which may be related to this matter.

Speaking of it, after half a year's Qi training career, Yilin still can't figure out one thing.

There are two key terms - meridians and acupoints in the way of strengthening the human body.

In human anatomy, these two organs can never be found. However, when breathing and breathing, Yilin can feel the track of breath flowing in the body and the "node" where the breath stops for a while, which makes Yilin from modern civilized society feel unimaginable and unscientific.

If you want to say that blood vessels, lymphatic vessels and tendons can be cut out anatomically, Yilin can understand it, but what kind of metaphysical way do these meridians and acupoints exist in the human body? Yilin felt that in order to understand this discipline, we must first overcome the above problems from the perspective of scientific theory.

Whenever he thought of this place, Yilin stopped breathing, took out four different scripts, spread them in front of him, turn a page here and there, and ponder it carefully again.

In fact, he has read the four secret scripts countless times in the past six months. He clearly remembers every word, stain and lack on them. But reading books always needs a sense of ceremony. Yilin has also formed a habit and flipping is healthier.

These four secrets are not precious.

One is a family heirloom "cloud body wind body technique".

The second book is the Qingming mantra, an introductory Buddhist Scripture presented by the old monk, Zen master kuiye.

The third book is the one that Jian nanchun rarely showed up in the first month of Yi Lin's career as a factotum. He brought a copy of the heart of the sword, the introduction to Tianjian gate, which is one for each factotum disciple of Tianjian gate.

The fourth book, the origin is quite interesting.

At the end of the third month of Yi Lin's career as a worker, Jian nanchun secretly opened the door of Yi Lin's house and forced it through the crack of the door like a thief... A broken book whose cover was torn off. In this way, Jian nanchun mysteriously handed over the remnant to Yi Lin. without saying a word, Jian nanchun slipped away. The dog was sneaky and was like a thief.

These four secret scripts have accompanied Yilin for half a year.

As a scholar, with books and topics, he is not afraid of loneliness.

Irene felt like she was back in the big engineer tower or in the clock tower. She was carefree to absorb and thirst for knowledge. She was focused and peaceful.

So, another month later.

The snooping divine sense became more and more frequent and shameless.

One day.

Yilin felt something. When chatting with uncle Chenbei, he inexplicably said, "I may have to leave."

Uncle Chenbei was stunned when he heard this. Then he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Xiaolin."

Yilin could see that uncle Chenbei sincerely congratulated, and there was no jealousy or resentment in his muddy eyes.

Yilin only said this to uncle Chenbei.

If people in other factotum classes hear it, they may sneer at it or ridicule it face to face.

Speaking of it, Irene can pretend to be a big force by the way.

But for this, Yilin felt insipid.

You can't pretend.

Not long after Yilin said that to uncle Chenbei.

One day.

The morning light, like stars, splashed on the eaves.

Jiannanchun waited early in front of the path of the factotum.

Jiannanchun is still dressed in white, spotless and free from dew. His hair is half draped and half bunched, and there is no wind. When Yilin opened the door, Jiannanchun was like a handsome and dusty sculpture, carrying his hands and floating a snow-white paper umbrella behind him. He was facing the sky at a perfect angle of 45 degrees. His angular chin pointed at the ground, and there were two long bangs on his forehead, one on the left and one on the right, adding a bit of mystery to his face.

Yilin's hand was stiff for a moment, and his heart was speechless. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help asking, "are you tired?"

"Oh, not tired." Jian nanchun didn't hear the deep meaning of Yi Lin's words for a moment. He also said that the little younger martial brother was really considerate. He knew how to love the elder martial brother. He was secretly pleased, but his face didn't show it. He still belonged to him. He said, "younger martial brother, someone wants to see you."

"OK." Yilin was not surprised at all. He threw a small object at Jiannanchun: "elder martial brother, it's just right for you."

Yo?

And gifts?

Jian nanchun took over and found that it was an ugly wood carving. The surface of the wood carving was engraved with fine knife marks. When he turned over, his name was engraved on the back. For a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of Yilin throwing the garbage over, so he asked, "what's this?"

Somehow, looking at the wooden man, a spring felt uncomfortable, like a knife scraping.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much." Yi Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at the face, resisted the impulse to beat Jian nanchun, and said with a smile: "every time you miss your elder martial brother, you draw a knife on the wood carving; if you miss your elder martial brother again, you carve another knife. Day after day, sunrise and sunset, unexpectedly, over time, the wood carving of your elder martial brother has become completely non-human and non-human. My younger martial brother is very sorry."

Jian nanchun: "