"Hey, hey, old farmer, I've been standing here all morning, and I'm almost starving. You don't let me go to eat, so why are you leaving me here? You're responsible if I get starved." Lin asked, very dissatisfied.
He said to Nonglie patiently.
If the disciples just now were still there, they would definitely be shocked that Lin Daowao dared to talk to the elder Chuan Gong so arrogantly.
Nong Lie sighed helplessly and said slowly: "Ask me, I really want to ask you something."
"Well? Just ask." Lin Daodao licked his ears, "Of course I refuse to answer questions about sex."
"You have been a rare genius in the Villa for a hundred years since you were a child. Coupled with the personal teachings of Elder Baohe, you have reached the peak of the first-level cultivator at the age of eleven. Such talent is estimated to be quite rare in the entire Canglong Empire. You may even be Zhuri
The second person in the villa who is under the age of fifteen who can reach the second level cultivator, but why..." Nong Lie paused, glanced at Lin and asked, "Why have you not advanced but retreated in the past two years, and why are you so uninterested in cultivation?
Lost interest?"
"You really want to know?" Lin Wendao thought for a moment and smiled at Nong Lie.
"Of course!" Nong Lie asked, staring at Lin closely.
"Actually, don't you already know the answer?" Lin Wenwen looked at Nong Lie and smiled.
"How did I ever know?" Nong Lie looked at Lin in confusion and asked.
"Didn't you just say that I am a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years?"
"That's right 21"
"This is the answer, does genius need to practice?" Lin Wendao said a little rogue: "Besides, I have always been a very low-key person."
"You!" After hearing this answer, Nong Lie became angry and pointed at Lin Dao. Just as he was about to shout loudly, he saw Lin Dao running towards the door without looking back.
Nong Lie looked at Lin Wenwen's back and shook his head helplessly. Then he unconsciously grinned and said to himself: "Low-key? I don't know which little bastard was holding a long sword two years ago.
The ancestral hall shouted wildly to a crowd of worshippers, 'The ancestors have gone away forever, and now only Lin Wenwen is left!'"
In fact, the young people present just now were all outer disciples of the villa. Not many of them knew what the three words "Lin Daowao" represented. Many people regarded him as a second-generation ancestor who was just a fool.
However, if the three words "Lin Daodao" were placed among the inner disciples, it would be a name that would make people of the same age, and even some adult disciples with high levels of cultivation, tremble.
Lin Daodao has been a prodigy since he was a child. He already had a unique understanding of martial arts at the age of seven, and became a first-level practitioner at the age of nine. Throughout the tens of thousands of years of Zhuri Villa's history, there are only three people who can surpass him. In my heart,
He stayed at the first-level realm for two years to reach its peak, and at the same time, as the grandson of the first elder Zhang, his practice skills are even more exquisite. Among the inner disciples of the same age, he can even leapfrog challenges, and some second-level
It is difficult for disciples in this realm to compete with him, and he is known as the contemporary genius of Zhuri Villa.
However, what is difficult for everyone to understand is that Lin Dao lost interest in cultivation after the age of eleven. Within two years, more and more geniuses from the inner sect surpassed Lin Dao. Since his cultivation has been stagnant, he has never made progress.
The talented disciples from the inner sect were sent to the outer sect.
But despite this, no inner disciple of the same age looked down upon Lin Wendao. After all, the words 'number one genius' had taken root in their hearts since childhood.
After breakfast, Lin Wenwen lazily stretched his waist, holding a ginkgo branch picked from somewhere in his mouth, and walked slowly towards Yulong Pavilion with 28 steps.
"Tsk, tsk, is it necessary to be so active in going to school?" Lin Wenwen walked for a while but didn't see a single disciple. He curled his lips and muttered to himself and continued walking forward.
"Oh! You are seeking death! You don't have eyesight when you walk?"
Lin Daowao felt his chest being hit by a soft object, and then there was a scream in his ears.
He raised his head and looked, tsk tsk, what a pretty girl. A girl wearing moon-white silk clothes was staring at Lin angrily with her eyes wide open and asked.
"Who am I talking about? It turns out he is our number one genius. No wonder he can't walk without eyes." The little girl is not very old, she looks about 12 or 13 years old, with an oval face, a small red mouth, and a pretty face decorated with
She has a pair of very watery eyes, her long eyelashes are slightly upturned, and there is a hint of disdain and a bit of jealousy between her eyebrows.
Lin Wendao gently rubbed his chest with both hands and said with a smile: "Eh?! Isn't this sister Qin Yue? I haven't seen you for a long time. Brother, I miss you very much." I will see you tomorrow at Yulong Hall. Lin
He asked but didn't think about it carefully and said it casually.
"Bah!" The little girl snorted disdainfully, "Who is your sister Qin Yue? Don't mistake the relationship. You hurt me. If you hit someone, you have to apologize. Do you understand? Outer disciples must have outer disciples.
look like.”
The little girl's name is Lin Qinyue, and she is the granddaughter of the third elder of Zhuri Villa. She is one year younger than Lin Wendao, so there is nothing wrong with calling her sister.
It's just that the little girl has been suppressed by Lin Wendao's 'genius' aura since she was a child. Her own talent was also first-class, but she had no choice but to have Lin Wendao appear in her generation at the same time, suppressing her everywhere, and she has been suppressed by him since she was a child.
Lin asked for bullying.
But now seeing that Lin Wendao has lost interest in cultivation, his cultivation has stagnated, and his own strength has surpassed Lin Wendao, of course he must take revenge.
"Apologise?" Lin Wendao rolled his eyes, then smiled and said: "Sister, but you also hit me. Didn't the sir say that the effects of force are mutual? And the girl is extremely talented and has better cultivation.
He is far better than me, how could he be hurt by being hit by me, but it's me, my chest still hurts a little."
"That's natural!"
When Lin Qinyue heard Lin Dao's talk, she wanted to go up and take action, but the following sentence of "extraordinary talent" made her feel very comfortable, and she immediately smiled proudly.
Lin Wendao turned his eyes to Lin Qinyue's slightly raised breasts and pretended to be confused: "There's just one thing I don't understand very much. Can you please help me answer it?"
Lin Qinyue was very unhappy with the word "girl" that Lin Wendao used before, but now Lin Wendao admitted that he was not as good as him, so he didn't care much. He waved his little hand and pretended to be a master, and said: "Ask me.
, if you have any questions about cultivation, I will tell you as much as possible."
"Ahem!" After coughing twice, Lin Wendao suddenly asked loudly: "How did sister Qin Yue develop her chest muscles to be so strong? I really envy my brother. I hope I will give you some advice." After finishing speaking,
He also glanced at Lin Qinyue's chest with his eyes.
Although there were no disciples from the villa on the road, there were many servants nearby. Lin Daodao yelled so loudly that many people heard him. However, the servants naturally did not dare to look at Miss Lin's breasts openly, but
It's okay to squint secretly.
Lin Qinyue's pretty face flushed with embarrassment after hearing what Lin Wendao said, and when she saw the strange looks from the servants around her, she became furious, gritted her silver teeth, and said angrily: "Lin Wendao! I...I
...I'm going to beat you to death."
Lin Wendao sneered and said, "Oh! What's wrong? Sister Qin Yue, didn't you say you would tell me as much as possible about your cultivation issues? I'm really interested in your chest muscles."
"You...you...you...you bastard..."
Lin Qinyue stared at Lin Wendao with blazing eyes, waved her hand, and a small silver dagger appeared in her hand, with the intention of swinging the sword out.
Lin Wendao hurriedly took a step back, suddenly shouted, pointed behind Lin Qinyue and said in surprise: "Ah! It's Senior Brother Jinghong!"
As soon as Lin Qinyue heard the word "Jinghong", she hurriedly put away her sword, straightened her clothes, and slowly turned around. There were a few servants scattered on the wide forest road, but there were no
What is Senior Brother Jinghong?
Suddenly, he felt angry, turned around and wanted to punch Lin Dao, but Lin Dao was already a hundred steps away.
"Oops, I'm going to be late for class, my brother took the first step. Oh. By the way, I'm really interested in your chest muscle training method, hahaha..." Lin Wenwen's wretched voice could be heard faintly in the distance.
of laughter.
"Damn Lin Wendao, just wait, don't hit my hand next time, otherwise, your skin will definitely peel off!" Lin Qinyue's pretty face turned pale with anger, and she said viciously.