Lin Yanli rubbed his eyebrows, one thing after another came up. Senior Lin had quite a lot to do.
After putting the Shenxing Zhou away, Lin Yanli sat down on the futon again.
Seeing the serious expression of the old man in front of him, Lin Yanli couldn't help but straighten his body.
Lin Qingxuan turned over his right hand, handed the two books into Lin Yanli's hands and said, "These two books are the lists I asked Mr. Cao Zheng to draw up. Please open them and take a look."
Lin Yanli opened a book casually, and familiar handwriting came into view.
The first page is Li Zhujiu.
The natal flying sword, swordsmanship, mental techniques, and sword moves learned are all written in great detail.
Lin Qingxuan said slowly: "Zhujiu, this child, has a good nature. When she was born, I knew that another great swordsman would come out of Mutian City, but she is still too young now."
Lin Yanli tapped her fingers lightly on the page and turned to the second page.
After turning a few more pages, Lin Yanli turned directly to the last page, closed the book with a dull face, and couldn't help but ask: "What does the old man want to do?"
Lin Qingxuan clasped his hands in front of his abdomen and exhaled a thick breath: "Let these children go south with you at the beginning of spring."
"What?"
Lin Yanli pinched her brows, a little dissatisfied with Lin Qingxuan's self-assertion.
Lin Qingxuan raised a hand, pointed at the white bricks at his feet and said: "Mutian City still has two years at most. There are more than 10,000 monks in the city, and most of them are minor monks below the third level. The future battle situation has already begun.
It has become a given, I have obtained permission from Guanhai Academy to allow the monks from the four realms and below to take refuge southward."
A child who was about the same age as Lin Yanli ran up to the top of the city. After saluting in front of Lin Qingxuan, he grinned at Lin Yanli and said, "Sister Lin, you will be ours from now on."
The boss!"
Lin Qingxuan pointed at another book in Lin Yanli's hand and said: "There are children in the city whose parents have gone to the Xuyu Realm. At least they have someone to protect them. These children whose parents died in the battle at the head of the city, at least I have them in Mutian City."
He and Liu watched, Mutian City is gone, they are just duckweeds without roots. Now that you have taken over the Tai'a Sword, you are the new sword master of Mutian City. You should protect them well, and many of these children are monks.
, if you cultivate a good student, your future achievements will not be low, and it can also be your help."
The eight or nine-year-old boy puffed up his chest, ran his fingers through the storage bag, and a flying sword came out. He grinned and said: "Sister Lin, many of us have already begun to cultivate our flying swords.
I will never cause any more trouble to my sister."
Lin Yanli narrowed her eyebrows and rubbed the young man's head, and said with a smile: "You go to the city first, and I will come back to you after I finish talking to the old swordsman."
"Okay." The young man responded hesitantly, turned around and jumped off the city wall.
Lin Yanli lay on the female wall and glanced at the young man, then turned to Lin Qingxuan and asked, "There are seventy-nine fifth-level cultivators in Mutian City. Twenty-four of them have died in battle, and there are fifty-five left."
, can’t spare one? With a local monk from the Five Realms here, how can he go anywhere in the world?”
Lin Qingxuan said sternly: "The fifty-five major cultivators have their own plans, and each one is indispensable. This is not only my plan, but also the plan of Guanhai Academy. One move affects the whole body."
Lin Yanli was silent for a while and said: "Actually, there are many choices, such as Sanqingmen, Danxia Sect, Taixuanmen in Antarctic Reef State, Xiaolong Temple in Quanzhou in the West..."
"I can't trust them."
Lin Yanli pointed at herself and said in disbelief: "Can you trust me?"
"Master Cao Zheng believes in you, and I believe in you too."
Lin Yanli grinned, slowly got up from the futon, lightly dusted the dust on her dress with her hands, and said with a smile: "The old swordsman's ghost should be able to leave his body, come with me to the city." Take a walk and chat with those kids?"
Lin Qingxuan stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly to the stairs under Lin Yanli's shocked eyes. He looked at Lin Yanli with a calm expression and said, "What are you doing standing still? Let's go!"
"Old Sword Immortal, can't you go down to the city?"
"Who said that?"
"Is that what they all say?"
"I don't want to go to the city, but it's not that I can't go to the city."
Lin Yanli thought for a while, and it seemed like this was the case. She took a deep breath and quickly chased after him.
On this day, Lin Qingxuan, who had been sitting on the top of the city for thousands of years, walked down the city in full view of everyone.
Accompanying Lin Qingxuan to the city wall, a group of little carrot heads saw Lin Yanli's figure and immediately rushed forward, chattering, and surrounded Lin Yanli on the city wall.
"Sister Lin, Sister Lin, I heard that you defeated that Shen Qiao, you are so awesome!!!"
"Sister Lin, I am also a sword cultivator, and my flying sword is called Dragon Colt..."
"Sister Lin, I am a magic cultivator. I heard they said that Sister Lin is not only a sword cultivator, but also a magic cultivator. Sister, I also want to learn swordsmanship!"
There were densely packed heads, about twenty people, most of whom were children under the age of ten. Their names, temperaments, talents, family backgrounds, and the exercises they practiced were all clearly written on the roster.
Lin Yanli nodded slightly, pointed at the names in the book, and wrote down all the names and faces of more than twenty people.
After chatting with these children for a while, Lin Yanli returned to the city with Lin Qingxuan. Lin Yanli clapped the book in his hand and said, "These are children without fathers and mothers. What about people like Li Zhujiu? What's going on?"
Lin Qingxuan glanced at Li Kui who was standing on the top of the city in the distance, and said: "The people in the first list, whose parents are Daxiu cultivators of the fourth realm or above, will stay in Mutian City to guard the city. You can first bring them together." Take them to Rouge Country. If their parents die in battle on the city wall, they will be the same as those twenty children."
Lin Yanli sneered and said, "That's the truth."
The two discussed some matters of caution. Lin Yanli saw that the sky was almost dark, so he said goodbye to Lin Qingxuan and took the Shenxing Boat back to the mansion.
Not long after leaving the city, we had not traveled five miles.
Chen Ke chased after him on the wind. Lin Yanli hesitated for a few seconds, slowed down, and let Chen Ke climb onto the Shenxing Boat.
After all, her heart is still a little soft.
Chen Ke sat down at the stern of the boat and said nothing. He looked at the person in front of him with a smile and said softly: "I didn't mean to be late. I rushed outside for a long time, but I was still a little late."
Lin Yanli lowered his head, clapped his fingers, and stretched out three fingers behind him, "You are thirty days late!"
"So long!" Chen Ke's eyes widened, looking a little unbelievable.
When he counted the sky with his fingers, he finally fell backwards, collapsed on the deck and wailed: "No wonder you are so angry!"
Even a woman with the best temper in the world would be angry if she was one month late! What's more, Lin Yanli's temper wasn't that good!