Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 190 Inner Court
"It turns out that you are Zhao Lin, you are indeed a talented person!"

Lu Chaohuan looked at Zhao Lin, praised him sincerely, and then said seriously: "Since the establishment of our Yunzong, there are only a handful of people who can enter the blood realm."

"I hope you will continue to work hard and shine in the martial arts competition in the future. Give our sect a boost! Give Dayue a boost!"

Zhao Lin said in a deep voice: "The disciple will do his best."

"very good."

Lu Chaohuan gave a few more words of encouragement, and said to Elder Shui Jing with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Shui Jing, for cultivating a young talent for the sect."

"To be honest, the drop of keel tree blood I gave out last time caused me heartache for a long time, and now it seems that it is really worth it."

Elder Shui Jing laughed and said: "The head of the sect is absurd, I dare not take credit for it."

He said he didn't dare to take credit, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

After exchanging pleasantries, Lu Chaohuan called a disciple who was in charge, pointed at Zhao Lin and said, "This is Zhao Lin, a new inner court disciple, please help him arrange it."

"Yes."

The acting disciple agreed, and said to Zhao Lin, "Junior Brother Zhao, please follow me."

Zhao Lin bid farewell to the head and the elders, and left the main hall with the disciples in charge, and came to the "secret place" not far away.

The confidential place is a stone building, and there are display cabinets on the left and right sides of the entrance door, and there are many files in it.

Both the appearance and the interior layout are very similar to the household houses of the county government.

"Junior Brother Zhao, please give me the jade token."

The acting disciple said politely.

Zhao Lin untied the jade badge from his waist and handed it over.

The disciple in charge took the jade tablet, opened a cabinet with a key, and took out a rectangular topaz the size of half a palm.

Carved Zhao Lin's name on topaz with a carving knife, and handed it to him, "This is the waist card of the inner courtyard, Junior Brother Zhao, please keep it safe."

"We will arrange the relevant matters in the next two days, and you can report to the inner courtyard the day after tomorrow."

Zhao Lin was taken aback, "That's all right? Don't you need information like age, place of origin, and address?"

The acting disciple smiled and said, "We can find the relevant records here."

Zhao Lin thought that the administrative efficiency here is quite high, slightly surprised, and asked again: "Doesn't it need to pay tuition fees for medicinal materials when entering the inner courtyard?"

The acting disciple shook his head, and still smiled: "The disciples in the inner court are the elites of the sect, and everything is free. Besides, there are only a few dozen people, so the sect must be able to afford it."

"Okay, I can go to the inner courtyard the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, the day after tomorrow morning."

……

Although Zhao Lin didn't intend to show off, the news that he broke through the blood realm and entered the inner courtyard spread quickly in the Dancing Elephant Academy.

When going in and out of the practice room, or eating in the dining hall, disciples he knows and don't know often chat with him.

In fact, for the disciples of the Dance Elephant Academy, it is not difficult to break through to the blood realm, but the difficult thing is to do it before the age of 25.

Most people are very convinced, after all, Zhao Lin was able to rescue the same sect from the hands of the blood warriors, with this courage and bravery, the sect should give generous rewards.

When Xiang Bao learned of this, he ran from the inner courtyard to congratulate Zhao Lin.

"My brother said that you will be able to enter the inner courtyard within a year. I still don't believe it. I didn't expect you to come in just two months."

Zhao Lin noticed some redness and swelling around Xiang Bao's neck, and asked, "How are you doing in the inner courtyard? What's wrong with your neck?"

Xiang Bao turned up his collar to block his neck, "Just came in, what can I do? The head of the courtyard is very fierce, and he is a trainer all day long."

"There is an actual school test every month, and our newcomers are still at the bottom!"

Then he briefly introduced the situation in the inner courtyard to Zhao Lin.

It turns out that the inner court has two heads, the chief and the deputy. Yang Lin, the head of the main house, and Pan Yue, the deputy head, both took office just last year.

There are currently 38 disciples in the inner courtyard, aged between 20 and 28...

Zhao Lin interrupted: "Wait, you said that the oldest disciple in the inner court is 28 years old, right? Didn't you say that if you enter the inner court, you can stay until you are 30 years old?"

Xiang Bao waved his hand and said, "The Martial Arts Tournament is held every three years. The last time was last year, and the next one will be the year after. Do the math, if you are 29 this year, how old will you be in the year after?"

Zhao Lin was stunned, thinking secretly that he would be 20 years old in the next year and wondered if he would be able to participate in the martial arts competition.

……

Two days later, Zhao Lin changed into the exercise uniform that was just issued to him, and came to the gate of the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard is on the shoulder of Xingyunzong, and further up is the residence of the elders. From the position, the status is second only to the head and elders.

It can also be seen from this that Zongmen attaches great importance to the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard does not occupy a large area, only about the size of a department of the Dancing Elephant Academy.

There was a long wooden sign in front of the door, Zhao Lin glanced at it, and saw the names of people written on the wooden sign: Xiao Jin, Miao Tianfeng, Lu Zhenglong...Xiang Bao, Zhong Yewu, Zhao Lin.

It has its own name at the end.

According to Xiang Bao, the inner court pays attention to actual combat, and every month there is a martial arts competition for the school, and the ranking on the wooden board is the ranking of the strength of the disciples.

Zhao Lin showed his waist badge, and the disciple on duty immediately went in to report, and after a while, a man in his thirties came out with big strides.

Seeing Zhao Lin, the thirty-year-old man's eyes lit up, "So it's Junior Brother Zhao, I didn't expect you to enter the inner courtyard so soon!"

Zhao Lin saw that he knew this person himself, and it was Hu Xuancheng who had led them the way when they entered the Elephant Dance Academy.

However, Hu Xuancheng no longer dressed as a disciple at this time, but dressed as a deacon. Zhao Lin didn't know what to call him for a while.

Seeing this, Hu Xuancheng smiled and said, "I am too old to continue to be a disciple in the inner courtyard. The head of the courtyard felt that I had some experience, so he arranged for me to teach the exercises."

"Hu Jiaoxi."

"Don't call me that, just call me Brother Hu."

Hu Xuancheng had no airs, and said in a very easy-going manner: "I will take you around the inner courtyard first, and then go to see the head of the courtyard later."

After speaking, he took Zhao Lin around the inner courtyard and told him some rules of the inner courtyard.

The structure of the inner courtyard is similar to that of the Elephant Dance Academy, with practice rooms, lecture halls, school grounds, scripture-passing pavilions, quiet rooms...

After turning around, Zhao Lin found a problem.

He only saw a few newcomers such as Xiang Bao and Zhong Yewu in the practice room, and none of the old disciples. He couldn't help asking curiously: "Brother Hu, don't we have more than 30 people in our inner courtyard? Where have they all gone?" ?”

Hu Xuancheng lowered his voice: "Yang Yuanshou just came last year and established a rule. Except for the new disciples who practice in the headquarters, all the old disciples rush to guard the mountain and practice alone in the mountain."

"Shoushan?"

Zhao Lin knows that guarding the mountain means guarding the medicine mountain, and most of them are guarded by blood warriors.

One is to prevent people other than Xingyunzong from stealing rare medicinal herbs, and the other is to clear the beasts on the mountain and prevent the medicine farmers from being attacked.

"Sending disciples to guard the mountain, won't it affect cultivation?"

Hu Xuancheng smiled slightly and explained: "Guarding the mountain is just a way to cultivate the disciple's state of mind. Occupy the mountain like a tiger and become king, instead of huddling together all day like a flock of sheep."

"This is what Yang Yuanshou said."

"You walked around the inner courtyard just now, did you see the dining hall?"

"No."

"It's the same reason. Since it's a tiger, there's no reason to get together for dinner."

Zhao Lin was silent for a moment, recalling a sentence he heard in his previous life: Cattle and sheep travel in groups, but beasts always walk alone.

From this point of view, Director Yang has a lot of ideas.

"The Red Banyan Pavilion is here, let's go to see Yuanzhang Yang now." Hu Xuancheng pointed forward.

(End of this chapter)