Infinite Throne

   Chapter 837 The Teacher Paints Smoke

  Irin still has many questions to ask.

   asked and asked, and Irin asked was addicted.

In the    hub, the little coconut and the little white flower are almost cold.

   But for Irin, it's not a big problem.

   Isn't this a fact that has long been known.

  I don't know if the bat is tired, lazy or not in love. After speaking, the bat fluttered its wings and flew to the tree and curled up, grabbing the poor, stunted "charm coconut" with both claws and closing its eyes.

  Irin was helpless, he thought about entering the spiritual space, it was not long before, so he went back outside.

   At this point, Yilin finally unlocked a new way of playing with his mental state, and he can come and go freely.

   His eyes opened and closed, and he returned to the wooden hut.

   Outside the house, the birds chirped crisply, and strands of dazzling light penetrated through the gaps in the wooden cottage, casting a mottled halo on Yi Rin's face.

Its daybreak.

  I didn't expect this to pass the night.

   Chatted with Green all night and spent a lot of time.

  What Irin wanted to do was delayed.

   But it doesn’t matter, you can enter the pivot at any time anyway, so you can just wait for the next night.

   So Yi Rin quickly got up from the simple bed, fetched water to wash, and picked a few wild fruits native to Fangyuan Mountain to satisfy his hunger and thirst.

  When Yilin followed the road to the villa on the top of Fangyuan Mountain, the flower girl took her seat on time and started her daily teaching.

   What he taught today is the key points of the layout of each type of array.

  The other six new inner disciples have been listening eagerly, thirsty for knowledge.

  Irin quietly turned on [Follow the Shadow] and sat in the corner.

   The flower girl was talking, and suddenly found that there was one more person, the smile on her face froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

   When did this man come?

   A thought flashed through the flower girl's mind.

  Irin was late, but it was impossible, it didn't mean he was not good at learning.

   He carefully wrote down every word of the flower girl, digested it secretly, and confirmed it with his own knowledge.

  He has the foundation of magic, crystal pattern, and supreme flow spells. He learns very quickly and can even draw inferences from one case.

As for the    formation technique, what Irin finds the most interesting is its layout.

   Reiki is the core energy supply in the formation technique, but the supply of this Reiki comes from many sources. In addition to the most serious spiritual stones, magical treasures rich in spiritual energy, or other flowers, plants and trees can form an array, which is very magical.

   To put it bluntly, this "asymmetry" also contains "rules", but the rules are more hazy and difficult to learn.

   After one class, it was sunset and dusk.

  Irin, as a named disciple, was not qualified to ask questions. When other people came forward to ask, Irin quietly left, and did not have much interaction with flower girls and others.

   "Ren Qingshan stays in the house every day and doesn't go out. It's not easy for him to break into this other garden."

  Irin often observes Bieyuan, although he did not release his perception, but he knew that Ren Qingshan was in the house and rarely went out.

   He couldn't rush in rashly, so as not to startle the snake.

   Before nightfall, Irin came to the shore of Fangyuan Mountain.

  This is the place to find cranes, which is equivalent to a pier or a bus station.

  The cranes danced gracefully in the sky, graceful and very agile.

   "Without the qualifications of an outer sect disciple, it's quite troublesome."

  Yi Rin watched on the pier for a long time. While thinking about which crane to ride today, he happened to see one of the cranes. It was a dog, with its wings retracted, and it flew out of the mountain little by little.

"You are the one."

   Yi Rin whistled, stretched out the invisible "big finger technique" from a distance, and poked behind the crane's butt, causing the crane to twitch and almost crash.

  When the crane staggered and came to Yi Rin with a sad face, Yi Rin finally understood why the crane's movements were so obscene.

   is really destined, this looks like the poor crane that Irin used to ride.

   "You don't want me to use force, do you?"

  Irin squinted and smiled gently, stroking the feathers of the crane.

  The crane hesitated for a moment, nodded, and agreed.

   "It seems easy to tame monsters."

  Irin is familiar with light cars and takes off on a crane.

  This time, he came to Yanmo Mountain.

   On Ren Qingshan's side, after tasting the sweetness of the fox and the tiger's might, Yi Rin didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he went straight up the mountain and was stopped by a disciple of Yanmo Mountain.

   "Bold, a mere named disciple, dare to trespass into Yanmo Mountain!"

   The inner disciple who was guarding the gate was immediately furious when he saw that there were two named disciple waist badges hanging on Yi Rin's waist.

   But at the same time as he was furious, he felt puzzled.

  Two pieces... Named disciple waist cards?

How can    be two pieces?

"Hello, Senior Brother, I'm in a hurry, I'm reckless, please forgive me." Yi Lin felt that there was no need to pretend to force in front of ordinary disciples, so she made a full gesture, cupped her hands, and said with a smile: "Preaching Daoyuan and Fangyuan Mountain are the same. The named disciple, Lin Yi, has come to see the calligraphy and painting elders at the orders of the two elders."

Yi Rin felt that his smile was quite kind, but the inner disciple who was guarding the door, but for some reason, felt that the smile was full of provocation, squeezed the magic formula, prepared to be rough, and said coldly: "Hey, where is the named disciple, Didn’t your parents teach you to abide by the rules of the house? Elder calligraphy and painting, is it a little disciple of yours who keeps track of your name? You can see me when you see me?

  Yi Lin heard this and was not angry, her face was calm, she took out the wordless token given by Chenbei, and said loudly to the courtyard: "Lin Yi, friend of Chenbei, ask to see the calligraphy and painting elder."

"you-"

   The gatekeeper disciples turned black when they saw that Yi Rin dared to make a loud noise during the rest of the calligraphy and painting elders. If he can't stop this fellow, if the calligraphy and painting elders care about it, isn't it his fault?

   He suddenly took out the thick brush from his waist and pointed it towards Irin's chest. The tip of the brush was not stained with ink, but it had brought out a little black halo.

   "Good talent, stop."

   A lazy voice came from inside the house.

  The door opened silently, and a woman with a graceful figure, stepping on a seven-color streamer, floated in.

   Looking closely, the seven-color streamer under the woman's feet, said to be light, is actually more like seven-color ink. Along with the woman's pace, the seven-color ink painting under her feet changes its posture, sometimes like a flower, sometimes like a star, and the special effects are very good.

The woman wears a half mask on her face. The pattern on the mask is a gorgeous dragon and phoenix embroidery. As the woman approaches, the dragon and phoenix on the mask seem to be alive. Staring at Irin on the mask.

  While the other party was looking at Yi Rin, Yi Rin was also looking at the calligraphy and painting elders.

   According to the information he got from Jian Nanchun in advance.

   Elder calligraphy and painting, teacher painting smoke, unknown name, gender, female, age is top secret, appearance is unknown, gentle personality, likes to sleep, lives all year round, and does not compete with the world, belongs to the most Buddhist elders in the door, no one. Currently single, not married yet.

  Although I don't know why Jian Nanchun knew so much about the calligraphy and painting elders, Yi Rin didn't bother to ask any further information when he got the information.

  Master painted a cigarette and asked the gatekeepers to retreat, and seemed to look at Yi Rin's face for a moment, and then stretched out his hand towards Yi Rin.

  Her fingers have very white skin, slender fingers, and shiny nails, which give people a feeling of being weak and tender.

   This is a woman who came out of the painting.

  Irin secretly evaluated the other party's temperament.

  Although Shi Huayan wears a dragon and phoenix embroidered face on his face, he can't see the expression clearly. But from her soft voice, there was no joy or sorrow, as if she had just woken up and was dreaming every word.

   "Show me... your token."

"it is good."

  Irin handed the wordless order to Shi Huayan.

  Master Huayan held the wordless token in his hand and rubbed his fingers for a moment.

   This token, Yi Rin, has long been familiar with it. There should have been characters on it, but the side with the characters was worn away, leaving only a rough scratch, nothing to look at.

   "From today onwards, Lin Yi, you are a named disciple of Calligraphy and Painting Mountain. Every evening, you can come here to listen. On the thirteenth of every month, the Master will teach the Fa in person. Don't forget it."

  Master Huayan returned the wordless token to Yi Rin, and there was a slight smile in her voice.

   The identity waist plate of the named disciple with a number engraved on it floated into Irin's hand along with the wordless token.

   So far,

  Irin hangs three waist cards of named disciples on his waist.

   The three-sided waist card string on the belt collided with one another, making a muffled sound.

  Irin started to have a headache.

   If he goes on like this, his waist... no, his belt, I'm afraid he won't be able to hang it!

   (end of this chapter)