Chapter 832

It is needless to say that Zhong Lin, who has been in the factotum class for ten years and finally came out of it, has a tenacious mind.

He comes from a poor family in the earthly world.

Different from the long princess.

Ten years ago, when Zhong Lin was seven years old, a bloodthirsty demon slaughtered his village, and then his parents died.

A monk of Tianjian gate passed by, cut off the demon and took him back to Tianjian gate.

He felt that his life would change.

The array elder made an exception to recruit ten inner disciples, one radish and one pit, one less.

The hundreds of external disciples who come here are all for this pit.

Even among them, many people hoped to join the discipline elders or sword elders at first.

In the Tianjian sect, the discipline elders and sword holding elders are the most popular candidates for masters in the sect.

But there was no way. The martial law elders and sword elders were crowded and had long been full. Other external disciples looked eagerly and wanted to lick, but they couldn't wait for a chance.

Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and was ready to stand up.

Although he has made a lot of efforts in array art in order to join Ren Qingshan gate, his attainments are shallow and he can't see through the means of flower boy.

But at present, the three incense sticks are about to burn out. You have to go if you don't go up.

Just when Zhong Lin was ready to try to break into the array, Yi Lin's reminder came in his ear.

Zhong Lin's first reaction was that Yilin was joking.

Don't move, don't move, wait to be eliminated?

Do you know how many years I have waited for this opportunity?

When Yilin finished that sentence, he bowed his head again, cut the wood and said no more.

Zhong Lin looked back at Yi Lin.

A young man with high spirits, smiling and calm.

Somehow, he didn't believe it, but Zhong Lin believed it inexplicably.

Zhong Lin had an absurd idea in his heart. If he didn't believe it, the other party might stand up and beat him.

As a result, Zhong Lin just lifted his ass on the ground and threw it back.

He took a deep breath and his limbs trembled.

A green young man and girl raised their hips and entered the array.

One by one, they were confused in the array and fell into a maze.

Zhong Lin didn't have time to pay attention to others, but stared at the last incense that was about to burn out, struggling more than anyone else.

His mind was still turning over and over to think about Yilin's words.

Why not move?

Why can't you move if you want to pass the examination?

Why?

Is it fun?

It's not fun.

……

"It's time."

The flower boy's voice interrupted Zhong Lin's thoughts and pulled him back to reality.

With the last touch of incense ash falling into the incense burner, the sandalwood went out. In front of Zhong Lin and Yi Lin, the scenery was in a trance. After a while of changes, they suddenly found that they didn't know when, moved their position and sat by the wall of the courtyard.

In front of them is the line.

... they're out of bounds!

Zhong Lin was surprised.

When did it come out!?

Zhong Lin looked up in surprise at the unexpected result and found that after the end, like them, there were five people outside the circle.

Plus Yilin and Zhong Lin, there are seven people in total.

Three women and four men.

The oldest is a tall young man with a short beard. He seems to have been in his 256 years. He must have suffered a lot in the factotum class.

The youngest was a little girl with a pigtail. She looked about 11 or 12 years old. She stared at the other "fellow disciples" who passed the flower boy examination curiously.

"It's time."

Yilin said softly, with a bit of regret in his tone, but seeing that he stopped cutting, he seemed to regret that there was not enough time for him to complete the work at hand.

When the flower boy swept his long sleeves, a hundred people in the circle woke up in ignorance. When they found that they were in the circle, some were disappointed, some hugged their heads and cried bitterly, and some hugged the next door.

However, no one dares to splash here. It's normal to be inferior to others. Under the guidance of the flower boy, the disqualified person slipped down the mountain.

"From today on, Huatong is very happy to meet your younger martial brothers and sisters." The flower boy fell beside the crowd, blinked and said with a smile, "welcome to the Fangyuan mountain."

This kind of opportunity to jump over the outer door and go straight to the inner door is rare. There may not be such a chance in ten years.

In other words, this is a great opportunity!

Except for Yilin, all the other disciples looked excited and couldn't restrain themselves.

Then the flower boy handed out the exclusive waist token of the inner disciples to seven people respectively.

Of course, the number of waist token is also random, but the number is smaller and two digits.

Yilin got the number 23.

The seven introduced each other.

In addition to Zhong Lin and Yi Lin, the other three women and two men are ding Rou, Yi Qiu, Gongsun Yan'er, chaikang and Ge Zhuang.

Yilin simply wrote down his name and didn't talk, because he didn't think he would have too many deep friends in the future.

However, what makes Yi Lin feel strange is that the customs of each pulse are different or what. Jian nanchun introduced himself before... It seems that his name contains generations, but now the flower boy doesn't seem to have any intention to change their name.

But it's good. Yilin is used to being called Lin Yi. Suddenly, he becomes "sword one" and "sword 23". He's not used to it.

Sounds like a good sword... Sword.

When he remembered that when he met Jiannanchun in the future, he shouted "brother Jian" and fought back against "brother Jian", Yilin couldn't help shaking his head.

If that's the case, it's worth mentioning that this inner disciple doesn't enter.

Ren Qingshan didn't show up all the way. The flower boy explained the rules of Fangyuan mountain for the newcomers.

"Every morning, I will teach for you on behalf of the master."

"On the fifteenth day of each month, the master preaches in person. Remember to cherish the opportunity and don't delay."

"After March, the master will take you to Wenjian mountain to find your own flying sword."

"Ruoer and others performed well and even had a chance to get the Lord's confession."

“……”

The flower boy mentioned the precautions in Fangyuan mountain.

For example, where you can go and where you can't go.

Where can I go during the day, can't go at night, where can I go at night, can't go during the day, etc.

Yilin remembered such cumbersome articles, but he was dizzy. The rule of the secret way was much more than that of the missionary court. He wondered if he had found the wrong place.

But when Yilin remembered his purpose of coming to Fangyuan mountain, he strengthened his idea... Don't forget his original heart.

When the flower boy finished, he asked Yilin and others to find an ownerless wooden house as a residence in the surrounding mountain.

From the beginning to the end, the flower boy didn't mention the details of the assessment at all, let alone how they saw through the mystery of the array. Zhong Lin looked confused and felt that he could pass the assessment. It was obviously opportunistic and insecure.

When others left the yard and settled in a wooden house in the surrounding mountains, Yilin hesitated for a moment and said to the delicate back of the flower boy:

"This... Elder martial brother, please stay."

Yilin hesitated whether to call the other elder martial sister or elder martial brother, but after careful observation, Yilin thought it was more appropriate to call elder martial brother.

Sure enough, the flower boy was not unhappy and had a sweet smile on his face. The smile looked very comfortable in other people's eyes, but Yilin always felt that there was something behind the smile.

"Younger martial brother Lin, what's unknown, but it doesn't hurt to say."

Yilin held the waist token of "No. 23 inner gate of Fangyuan mountain" in his hand and asked:

"Excuse me, does taking this inner door waist token mean that I can't join other elders?"

As soon as the flower boy heard the absurd joke, he covered his mouth and giggled: "younger martial brother, be frank. Just say it in front of me. Don't say it in front of the master. The inner gate of Fangyuan mountain is qualified, but many people can't ask for blessings. How can you have such an absurd idea."

"But in addition to array skills, I also want to learn something else, such as Dan medicine, kendo, refining tools, Qimen and so on."

"Younger martial brother, greed is useless."

"I'm just eager to learn."

"Don't be unkind."

The flower girl smiled, but there was a touch of cold and fierce in her clear eyes.

Yilin touched it in his arms, took out the wordless waist token given by Chenbei when he was drunk, and shook it in front of the flower boy: "can I only be a registered disciple? It's the one who only studies and doesn't have to be responsible."

Yilin personally believes that there are many benefits of registered disciples.

You can pass through thousands of flowers without touching a leaf.

"This is..."

The pupil of the flower boy shrinks slightly, and the cold and fierce hidden in his eyes. He was not surprised because of the wordless waist token in Yilin's hand... He was surprised that he didn't recognize what this waist token was with his qualifications in Tianjian gate. Is it the waist token carved by Lin Yi himself to confuse the public.

WOW——

Suddenly.

Behind the flower boy, a gust of wind blew for no reason.

Ren Qingshan, with a slightly fat belly, appeared behind the flower girl out of thin air.

Yilin frowned. Although he pretended to be a little Aries, the inside information was there. But when Ren Qingshan appeared, he couldn't respond. He didn't notice how Ren Qingshan "blinked" behind the flower boy.

"Who gave you this?"

No emotion can be seen from Ren Qingshan's face, neither salty nor light.

"... Chenbei."

Yilin didn't hide it.

"Which Chenbei?"

"The Chen Bei in the factotum class."

When answering, Yilin secretly wondered whether the meaning of letting Castle Peak be, many Chenbei?

“……”

After Ren Qingshan confirmed the "which" Chenbei, he suddenly became silent. After silence, Ren Qingshan waved. In the surprised eyes of the flower girl, he took back the waist token representing the identity of the inner disciple, turned and left, and walked back to the house step by step.

"Lin Yi, a registered disciple of Fangyuan mountain, from today on, you can sit in and don't ask questions."

"OK."

Yilin immediately agreed, took back the wordless token and smiled.