Wan Lin looked at his comrades who were sleeping in the courtyard and said guiltily: "Chengru and the others are really tired after following me! From the time we entered the mountain to pursue the enemy until now, we have been moving quickly in the mountain and fighting the enemy continuously.
, we have been having dinner and sleeping in the mountains for such a long time, and we are always ready to fight in our short sleep."
He stood up and walked to the courtyard. He looked at Master Nianci who had walked out of the kitchen and was walking towards Xiaoya and Lingling. He waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Master Nianci, please don't disturb them yet. They are too tired.
Well, let them rest here for a while and call them later during dinner."
Master Nianci was stunned for a moment when she saw Wan Lin blocking her. She glanced at Xiaoya and the two people nestling under the eaves with distress. She glanced at the Chengru people around her, and then bent down to pull the people around Xiaoya and Xiaoya.
Picking up the tea cup, she walked to the kitchen quietly.
Wan Lin walked back to the living room and sat on the wicker chair. He picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. He looked at his grandfather and whispered: "For more than half a month, all of us have been in the mountains near the border, fighting with people who have appeared one after another.
The enemy fought continuously, and everyone never had a hot meal or a good night's sleep."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to rub his already red eyes, and continued: "After the battle, we went directly to Lingyi Temple. Last night they just rested hastily in the main hall of Lingyi Temple. Everyone
Their physical strength has not yet recovered, they are too tired!"
"Alas!" The old man sighed after hearing Wan Lin's answer. He glanced at Xiaoya and the others who were sleeping in the courtyard with distress, shook his head and said nothing.
The old man understands in his heart that Wan Lin and the others are special soldiers who perform arduous tasks. No matter how hard, tired or dangerous they are, they must carry out their tasks without hesitation, because this is the duty of soldiers like them!
At this moment, no matter how much he felt sorry for these disciples, he could only silently use his extraordinary martial arts and medical skills to help these scarred soldiers recover as soon as possible.
The old man from the Wan family then looked away from the hospital, looked at Wan Lin and comforted: "Lin'er, don't worry. Miaozhen and I have carefully checked the injuries of the dolls and theirs just now. It's not a big deal. As long as you can stay steady."
If they live at home for a while, Miaozhen and I promise to make them lively again!"
As the old man spoke, he looked out the door and said thoughtfully: "Lin'er, although Jingheng is still young, I can tell from Jingheng's Qinggong that this kid has a solid foundation of Qinggong and internal strength. He has already
Obtained the true inheritance of Lingyi Temple’s martial arts.”
He then looked at Master Tian Jue and said, "Miao Zhen, Jing Heng, this boy has excellent qualifications and understanding. He is an extremely rare martial arts material. He is on par with Xiao Miao, Ling Yu and the others. This boy is so young.
At such a young age, with such martial arts, he should be the most proud disciple of Lingyi Temple since ancient times. We are all martial arts practitioners. How can we win someone's love and let him leave the master and join my Wan clan? No way.
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The old man then asked: "Miaozhen, what do you think of this matter? You heard what Lin'er said just now. If the old man Changtian wants us to enlighten Jingheng's martial arts, I think there is no problem.
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The old man said, then looked at the Feng Dao on the chair in the courtyard and said: "Some time ago, Xiaofeng suddenly became obsessed during the operation. Based on the shortcomings of their Feng family's internal skills, I specially performed the exercises for them again.
The circuit prevents the true energy in their bodies from being too masculine."
"The characteristics of Lingyi Temple's internal skills should be basically the same as those of Fengjia's internal skills, so I can also help Jingheng adjust the flaws in his Lingyi Temple's internal skills. But if he is allowed to practice the internal skills of our Wanjia and Xuanxu Guan, this will
But I don’t think it’s appropriate to betray the master. After all, Lingyi Temple is a respectable internal martial arts sect!”
Master Tianjue heard the question from the old man of the Wan family, nodded and replied: "Amitabha, the poor nun also thinks so. Since ancient times, Lingyi Temple has been a famous sect. If the disciples of Lingyi Temple abandon their sect, this will be revealed.
Not only will it damage the reputation of Lingyi Temple, but it will also damage the reputation of the Wan family and Xuanxu Temple."
As the teacher spoke, she turned to look at Professor Chang, who had remained silent, and asked, "Professor Chang is knowledgeable and well-informed. How does the donor view this matter?"
Professor Chang smiled when he heard Master Tianjue's question. He held the tea cup in his hand and replied: "I don't know much about things in the martial arts world, but Master Changtian asked Jingheng to come here to learn martial arts. This is how I see it.
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He followed and looked at the old man of the Wan family and said: "Mr. Wan, although I am not a martial artist, I have also heard of some rules and taboos in the martial arts. People who practice martial arts practice other martial arts in private. This is a great martial arts master.
avoid!"
Professor Chang changed the topic at this point and continued: "However, Master Changtian, Jingheng's master, personally entrusted Wan Lin with this matter. This shows that Master Changtian has long been aware of the flaws in the inner strength of Lingyi Temple. He is
I really feel sorry for this little disciple Jing Heng, and I want Jing Heng to practice the martial arts of Wanjia and Xuanxu Guan to prevent Jing Heng from having problems after his skills become advanced, so there should be no problem in this regard."
Professor Chang said, then looked at Wan Lin and asked: "Wan Lin, you have personally talked with Senior Changtian, and you know the thoughts of Master Changtian best. What did you think about it? How did you answer this senior at that time?
"?" When Master Tianjue and his grandfather heard Professor Chang's question, they also looked at Wan Lin attentively.
Wan Lin heard Professor Chang's question. He looked at Professor Chang and replied: "Last night, Senior Changtian and I chatted all night. He told me many anecdotes about martial arts that I had never heard of.
I also learned about the past when Lingyi Temple was prosperous and the old man’s current thoughts.”
He then looked at his grandfather and said: "The mountainous area where Lingyi Temple is located used to be an important merchant route to the outside world. At that time, there were many disciples in Lingyi Temple and the incense was flourishing. The martial arts of Lingyi Temple also enjoyed a high reputation in the world."
Wan Lin said, staring at the tea cup on the Eight Immortals table in front of him and said: "But a hundred years ago, a huge earthquake that destroyed the world suddenly occurred in the mountainous area where Lingyi Temple is located. At that time, the mountain collapsed, the volcano erupted, and the original vegetation was destroyed.
Dense mountain forests and mountains with clusters of villages and towns were buried by collapsed peaks in an instant."
When he said this, he raised his head and looked at his grandfather and continued: "During the sudden change, the mountains turned into a hellish barren land overnight. The mountains are crisscrossed with cliffs and ravines. Ordinary people simply cannot
It’s impossible to reach it, let alone survive in such a desolate mountain.”