"Crunch..."

The door of the side hall was pushed open.

A cute little head poked its head in.

After seeing Qing Yanzi, Lin Yi and others in the room, he smiled.

It was the little Taoist boy Lin Yi saw when he just woke up.

The little girl came to the old Holy Lord and hugged his arm.

He looked at Lin Yi with a smile.

"Is this my senior sister?"

Lin Yi asked in disbelief, because she looked only a little bit older.

In his youth, he looks one or two years younger than himself.

"Yes, her name is Nanjia."

"There are Jiayu in the south, and Shantou in full bloom.

A gentleman has wine, and a distinguished guest has his own way of drinking."

"What a name..."

Lin Yi thought the name was very charming, and he didn't know if it came from the Book of Songs.

The old Holy Master touched Senior Sister Nanjia’s little head and continued:

"Even though she looks like a teenager now, she has actually been with me for almost twenty years."

"So, it's not a bad idea if you call her Senior Sister."

"Okay, hello, little senior sister."

Little Senior Sister Nanjia looks a bit stunted and is half a head shorter than the slim Lin Yi.

Lin Yi squatted down and waved to say hello to his little senior sister.

The smile is sweet.

Nan Jia nodded heavily, her cheeks turned red, and Lin Yi's figure was reflected in her big eyes.

"Well...I will protect you."

Then, the little senior sister actually took the initiative to speak.

It's just that the voice is very low, as thin as a mosquito's moan.

If Lin Yi had not officially become a practitioner and her physical fitness had been improved in all aspects, she might not be able to hear clearly what she just said.

"It turns out that senior sister can talk."

"This is really great."

Lin Yixiang.

"It looks like she likes you very much."

The old Holy Lord suddenly spoke.

Lin Yi looked up, with confusion on his face.

"Your senior sister once encountered a disaster when she was very young. She was dying. After I picked her up, I used the power of the saint's origin to warm her up and managed to survive."

"It is precisely because of this that she is very afraid of strangers. If she does not meet someone she particularly likes, she will not take the initiative to speak."

The old Holy Lord explained.

As for what exactly happened to Senior Sister Nanjia back then, the Old Holy Master did not say it clearly.

Lin Yi was also very sensible and didn't ask any more questions.

After meeting his senior sister, he was going to meet many high-level officials of the Holy Land.

Most of these people are also senior fellow apprentices of the old Holy Lord. They have participated in creation and are very famous in the entire Yuanyang Continent.

Any one you take out can be a powerful person.

After receiving the meeting gift and getting to know each other in front of these big guys.

In line with the principle of doing everything quickly and simply, Lin Yi began to practice formally.

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Early this morning.

Wearing a cloud-white long dress with moon patterns and a Taoist rhyme lingering around her body, Lin Yi, who looked like a fairy from the Moon Palace, appeared in a hall filled with fairy mist.

Sitting on a lotus futon.

Opposite is the old Holy Lord with a peaceful face.

"A child's cultivation should start from an early age."

"It's actually a little late for you to start practicing cultivation at your current age."

"But you were born in a restricted area, and you are an innate holy body. You have a different destiny, so these things are uncertain."

"However, one thing is for sure, as long as you don't slack off, your future is destined to be invincible."

The old Holy Master spoke eloquently and explained the pros and cons of the path of cultivation to his disciples in great detail.

It is a rare blessing for a saint to preach.

If preached in the outside world, it can cause strange phenomena such as flowers falling from the sky and golden springs gushing from the ground.

It can make people realize the Tao and increase their spirituality. It can also open up the wisdom of ignorant beasts.

But now he was teaching Lin Yi what he had learned all his life in the Immortal Palace.

For ordinary people, this is an unimaginable opportunity.

"Hmm? Do you have any doubts?"

The old Holy Lord paused and saw Lin Yi's two crescent-shaped eyebrows frowning together.

"This disciple really doesn't know something."

Lin Yi answered honestly.

"Yeah~ask!"

"Boys must be arrested from an early age, but what should be done to virgins when they are young? Should they be aroused?"

"..."

The old Holy Master pondered for a while, then raised his hand and flicked his fingers on Lin Yi's smooth forehead.

"Ouch~"

Lin Yi had a small bulge on his head and reached out to cover his head.

The fairy-like temperament of the holy Ruoyue Palace disappeared, and her two big eyes were full of tears.

It seemed like he had been greatly wronged.

"What kind of bastard is there in the Burial Emperor Ridge that has educated such a good young phoenix to be like this?"

The old Holy Lord was not angry, but laughed and cursed.

Lin Yi has been staying in the Holy Land of Taichu for some time.

He found that his new disciple was a rare one in a million years in terms of mind, understanding, and physique.

In terms of how he behaves, he is also well-rounded and well-liked by the elders of the sect.

The only pity is that he is not mute.

Astonishing words often come out of his mouth.

It makes people dumbfounded.

"Okay, where did we just talk? Let's continue."

Pipilin interrupted, distorting the original serious atmosphere.

The old Holy Master took out a scripture from his arms and handed it to Lin Yi.

"This is my practice technique from the Holy Land of Taichu. It was passed down from the Immortal Realm. Its value is unimaginable."

I started with ancient scriptures, which are very heavy.

Taking a closer look at these iron paintings and silver hooks, the elegant and solemn characters are actually engraved on a piece of fairy gold.

"What a great gesture."

Lin Yi murmured secretly, ignoring the content of the ancient scriptures for the time being.

The piece of fairy gold in hand alone is enough to forge half of a supreme weapon.

The value is unimaginable, and most holy places will be jealous after seeing it.
To be continued...