Elder Ding nodded: "I understand. I'll go right away." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the hall.
Liang Wanli sat alone in a chair and thought deeply for a long time... He sighed softly: "Zhu Qingshi, do you still remember the grudges of the past?" Five hundred years ago, Zhu Qingshi and Liang Wanli took a fancy to a member of their sect at the same time. All the famous female disciples wanted to marry her. At that time, Liang Wanli was not the head of the sect, and Zhu Qingshi was not an elder. The two guys tried their best to marry the female disciple they liked. Later, Liang Wanli saw There was no way to go on like this, so he used a strategy to get the female disciple drunk, and then they had sex... A few days later, the female disciple married Liang Wanli. After Zhu Qingshi heard about it, he was... Heartbroken. He almost died in love. Since then, Zhu Qingshi regarded Liang Wanli as his enemy. Hundreds of years have passed. The relationship between Zhu Qingshi and Liang Wanli has become slightly more harmonious. But the crack in their hearts is still there. There is no healing.
Liang Wanli's idea was very simple. It was that Zhu Qingshi deliberately did not let his disciples reveal the method of practicing lightning induction in order to avenge his wife. In fact, Liang Wanli really misunderstood Zhu Qingshi. It was not that Zhu Qingshi didn't want Lin San to tell him. There is no way to practice the art of attracting lightning. But there is no special method at all. The reason why Lin San was able to practice the art of attracting lightning was entirely through comprehension. Or maybe it was an accident. But Zhu Qingshi understood. If Lin San understood it through himself Liang Wanli and the elders would definitely not believe the lightning-drawing technique he had mastered. In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Zhu Qingshi could only conceal Lin San's practice of lightning-drawing skills.
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Elder Ding lurked for three days and finally caught Lin San going out alone.
Lin San walked to the back mountain with steady steps, intending to get some air. It was relatively close to the attic where Zhu Qingshi lived. Even if he encountered any danger, he could seek help from Zhu Qingshi in time.
"Feng Chen." Elder Ding suddenly appeared from the front.
Lin San was stunned for a moment. Then he subconsciously took a few steps back: "Elder Ding, what do you want to do?"
"Haha... don't be afraid. I don't mean anything else. I just want to talk to you." Elder Ding tried his best to make his smile brighter and his tone softer.
Lin San looked at Elder Ding suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"
"Feng Chen. I won't talk to you anymore. The leader asked me to give you a message: as long as you tell me the special method of practicing the art of attracting lightning, the leader will reward you one hundred thousand high-level spiritual stones." Elder Ding directly stated the purpose of his visit. Said it out.
"One hundred thousand high-level spiritual stones... What a great gesture from the leader." The corner of Lin San's mouth twitched.
"The leader values you very much, Feng Chen. In fact, telling you how to practice the art of drawing lightning will have no impact on you at all. And you can also get 100,000 high-level spiritual stones. This deal is really a bargain." Elder Ding Start inducing Lin San.
Lin San nodded: "It's a good deal."
Seeing that Lin San was tempted, Elder Ding's face suddenly became happy: "I knew you were a smart person. Hurry up and tell me how to practice the art of attracting lightning. I will ask the master to give you the spiritual stone right away."
Lin San sighed: "To be honest, I really want to get one hundred thousand high-level spiritual stones. It's a pity... I don't have that ability."
"What do you mean?" Elder Ding was stunned.
Lin San raised his head and looked at Elder Ding. He said seriously: "I don't know how to draw lightning at all. How can I tell you the method of practicing lightning drawing?"
Elder Ding's face sank: "Feng Chen, you just played tricks on me."
Lin San waved his hands repeatedly: "Elder Ding, how dare I play tricks on you? Everything I say is true. I really don't know how to draw lightning."
Elder Ding's eyes faintly exuded a hint of anger, and his whole aura became fierce.
Lin San noticed the change in Elder Ding and immediately made a warning move: "Elder Ding, my master is not far behind you."
Elder Ding narrowed his eyes and nodded: "Okay. You are great. Let's see." With a flick of his sleeves, Elder Ding flew away.
"Alas... this is a mess. I just offended the disciple in charge, and now I have offended an elder again. I am really unlucky." Lin San sighed.
As the days passed, Lin San's mood became more and more irritable.
It has been several months since I came to Tianshan Sect, but I still haven’t gotten the Ningshen Incense. It’s not an option to continue like this.
Just when Lin San was frowning, Zhu Qingshi walked in with square steps.
"Master." Lin San quickly stood up to greet him.
Zhu Qingshi glanced at Lin San: "Why do you look so ugly? You're sick."
Lin San shook his head: "No. Maybe it's because I haven't had enough sleep recently."
Zhu Qingshi reached out and took out a silver pill from his arms and handed it to Lin San.
"This is..." Lin San asked puzzledly.
"This is called Qi Shen Dan. It is used to increase mana." Zhu Qingshi explained: "It took me several days to refine such a pill."
"I can't take such a precious thing," Lin San declined.
Zhu Qingshi's face sank: "I asked you to accept it. Just accept it. How come there is so much nonsense."
Lin San moved his lips: "Master, you are so kind to me."
"You are my disciple. Of course I will treat you well." Zhu Qingshi smiled.
Lin San felt a little moved. He was really the right master.
"Oh, by the way. I forgot to tell you something." Zhu Qingshi suddenly thought of something: "In two days, I will go down the mountain to do something."
"Master is going down the mountain. How soon will he be back?" Lin San was stunned for a moment.
"It's hard to say. It will probably take a while." Zhu Qingshi instructed: "During the time when I am away from my master, you must stay in the attic and don't go anywhere. And, you can't say anything. The secret of my ability to draw thunder."
"I understand. I will protect myself." Lin Sanzhong nodded.
"Okay. You can practice. I'll go out for a drink." Zhu Qingshi patted Lin San on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the attic.
Zhu Qingshi knew that he could not break through to the divine transformation stage, so he spent most of his energy on drinking.
Two days later.
Zhu Qingshi flew away from the Tianshan Sect with his long sword. Several elders followed Zhu Qingshi. Later, Lin San learned that it turned out that Zhu Qingshi and other elders went down the mountain to pick spiritual herbs.
Without Zhu Qingshi to protect him, Lin San was extra cautious in doing things. He huddled in the attic every day to read and practice. He almost never left the house.
Ten days passed in a flash.
In the past ten days, no one came to disturb Lin San. Especially Elder Ding did not come to Lin San again to ask about the lightning-inducing technique.
Lin San sat cross-legged on the ground, holding Hunyuan Wuji Gong in both hands, and looked at it carefully.
"Is anyone there?" A shout suddenly came from outside the door.
Lin San put away the Hunyuan Wuji Kung Fu, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
Standing outside the door was a handsome young man. He was in the foundation stage of Qi training.
"Are you a disciple of Elder Zhu?" the young man asked.
Lin San nodded: "Yes."
"The master wants you to go to the Tiantai Temple." The young man said the reason for his visit.