My enemy's style is wrong

Chapter 10

Early the next morning, Lin Xiuran and his party packed up their things and prepared to go up the mountain.Because of what happened the night before, Lin Maofan's face was very ugly. He took the initiative to ask Ying to send his nephew to apprentice, but he didn't expect such an accident on the road, but luckily he didn't suffer any harm.

Only Lin Xiu'an and A Ping slept soundly at night, Lin Xiuran was because his father and the guards were there, so he didn't worry about anything, and when he was woken up by the noise outside, he only cursed a few words and told him to rest because the voice was too loud Then he continued to fall back to sleep, but Ah Ping was tired from traveling all day because of insufficient cultivation, and slept soundly at night. If he didn't rest well at night, his body would inevitably be overwhelmed, so he didn't wake him up.

After Ah Ping woke up, he blamed himself very much, and kept pleading guilty to Lin Xiuran, but Lin Xiuan saw it, and it was inevitable that he would be ridiculed in a strange way.

Fortunately, Lin Xiuan's state of making people angry just by opening his mouth didn't last for a long time. The group of them arrived at Minghe Mountain not long after they left the town. Perhaps it was because Lin Maosheng's previous advice had an effect. Seeing outsiders present, Lin Xiuan Finally restrained a little.

The gatekeeper disciples at the mountain gate had received the news early on, and were waiting respectfully at the gate. When they saw the Lin family's party coming, they hurriedly greeted them from a distance.Although the head of Canglin has only appointed Lin Xiuran as a direct disciple, he has also recruited a lot of inner disciples. Now, to show his importance, he has specially dispatched his favorite inner disciple, Qin Zinuo. Come down to meet.

Qin Zinuo has dual spiritual roots, his aptitude is not top-notch, but he is smart and diligent. He is already in the late stage of Jindan before he is a hundred years old, and he is expecting a baby, so he can be regarded as young and promising.Compared with other people, Qin Zinuo actually fits the image of a "monk" in Lin Xiuran's mind the most, with a handsome face and white clothes, and because he is a sword cultivator, he carries a cold long sword behind his back. Although the sword aura around him is awe-inspiring, it doesn't give people the feeling that they are not easy to get close to. The gentle and warm smile on his face makes people feel very close.

Qin Zinuo only appeared once in the book. After Lin Xiuran died, Yin Chengyu led the demon army to capture Minghe Mountain, the former No. [-] sect in the cultivation world. After all, the head of the sect is dead. At this time, only Lin Xiuran's brother Qin Zinuo stood up and led a group of Mingheshan disciples to resist desperately.

Of course, in the end, the whole army was wiped out.

For this reason, Lin Xiuran feels a little sympathy for this senior brother.

Lin Maozhi's group stopped after sending Lin Xiuran to the mountain gate. Qin Zinuo specially set aside time for Lin Xiuran to talk to his family for a while. Although he can go home after entering the school, there are many times restrictions. Although Lin Xiuran had already established his foundation, he was only in his teens after all. Qin Zinuo had already made up a series of "young people leaving home and waving goodbye to relatives", not only quietly waiting for them to finish speaking, but also specially ordered the gatekeeper Disciples don't bother me.

Lin Xiuran didn't have so much to say. After all, he wasn't really a teenager. He only thought that he was going to college, and this college was very close to his home, so he didn't have much sentimental feelings when he came back from time to time. What the Lin family was most concerned about was the truth about the extermination of the Yin family, but it was not something that could be found out overnight, and it was useless to be anxious, so they were very calm. In Qin Zinuo's eyes, they couldn't help but secretly praised a few words for their tenacity ,

On the contrary, Lin Xiu'an praised the elegant scenery of Minghe Mountain for a long time.Although his qualifications and personality are not good, his appearance is excellent. Looking from a distance, his words and smiles are quite flamboyant. The disciple who guards the mountain doesn't know Lin Xiu'an's habits. Excellent.Ah Ping was very dissatisfied to hear them praise Lin Xiuan, but with Lin Xiuran present, he had no choice but to bear it no matter what, his already round face wrinkled into a bun.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Qin Zinuo stepped forward again, Lin Maofan exchanged some polite words with him, and then handed Lin Xiuran into his hands, and A Ping, as Lin Xiuran's follower, also went up the mountain together.

Minghe Mountain is surrounded by mountains and water, full of aura, and it is early in the morning, the water vapor in the mountain stream is full, clouds and smoke surround the trees and shadows, and the boulders are rugged and vigorous. It is indeed the number one sect in the cultivation world.Lin Xiuran tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and tried his best to maintain a calm appearance on his face.

Qin Zinuo saw that Lin Xiuran was obviously very excited but forcibly calmed down, so he couldn't help but smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lin Xiuran's head, and said gently: "Now the time is tight, I'm afraid I can't let the younger brother enjoy the tour. Afterwards, senior brother will show you around again, how about it?"

Lin Xiuran's long-suffering young, old-fashioned and aloof personality collapsed in an instant, blushing and said with some embarrassment: "I haven't formally started yet, so I can't be called a 'junior brother'."

"We've already walked halfway, is it possible that junior brother still wants to go back on his word?" Qin Zinuo teased warmly, then turned his head to look at A Ping behind Lin Xiuran, "Who is this little friend?"

A Ping hurriedly greeted him, his voice was trembling due to emotional reasons: "Little A Ping, you are the servant of the young master."

Qin Zinuo greeted A Ping with a smile, and he didn't look down on him because of his status. Although Lin Xiuran usually treated them the same way, after all, he was educated equally for everyone. Qin Zinuo, as a person in a high position, The aborigines are also so kind to A Ping, without the slightest deliberation, and they behave impeccably, which is really rare.

There are nine peaks in Minghe Mountain, and the Minghe Peak where the head of the sect is located is the main peak, where Lin Xiuran will live in the future.Qin Zinuo took Lin Xiuran to the main hall, while A Ping was taken by another Mingheshan disciple to Lin Xiuran's future residence.

Although the ceremony for the sect head to accept his disciples was solemn, it was not complicated. All the elders of the peak masters of Minghe Mountain were present, and many of them specially brought their proud disciples with them.Lin Xiuran walked into the hall together behind Qin Zinuo, because he hadn't formally apprenticed to a teacher yet, so he only performed the junior salute.

Canglin is in the prime of life, on the outside he looks about 30 or [-] years old, with an unstoppable smile on his face, seeing Lin Xiuran's manners, he clapped his hands and praised him repeatedly, and the other peak master elders naturally echoed, Lin Xiuran thanked him politely, and did not lose his composure at all because of everyone's praise.

Standing behind Peak Master Yanqing, Yin Chengyu couldn't help but began to grin foolishly, full of complacency.Yanqing quietly looked at Lin Xiuran for a long time, and had to admit that his little apprentice really had a good eye. Lin Xiuran was excellent no matter in terms of cultivation aptitude or appearance.

The monk's apprenticeship ceremony is similar to ordinary people in terms of procedure. First, Cang Lin personally led him to pay homage to the founder of Minghe Mountain and his predecessors. Minghe Mountain has a long history, and the portraits of the predecessors hung all over the hall. After that, he knelt down straight in front of Cang Lin's body, kowtowed respectfully and saluted.

Qin Zinuo at the side brought a lamp and presented it in front of Cang Lin.

Cang Lin took the lamp, and softly recited complicated spells, and the pattern on the lamp shone with the spell.

"Force a drop of blood." Cang Lin ordered.

Lin Xiuran hastily followed suit, forcing the blood from his heart to drip onto the wick. Although only one drop dripped, the snow-white wick was soon dyed red. Cang Lin nodded and signaled Lin Xiuran to get up. Then he held the lamp and led the Lin Xiuran went to the apse.

No one else followed, and there were only the two of them in the entire apse.The apse is not filled with portraits like the front hall, but is replaced by neatly arranged grids and countless lamps placed on them.

Most of the ones at the front have been extinguished, and even some colors and patterns have faded, revealing the vicissitudes of time, while the ones in the back are gradually lit up, and the last few rows are full of candlelight. .

There was no sound in the hall, and Lin Xiuran couldn't help but become serious due to the quiet and solemn atmosphere. He held his breath, not daring to make any noise, and obediently followed behind Cang Lin. He vaguely guessed the meaning of these lamps in his heart, and was afraid that he would make a big noise. A little bit will bring up the wind and blow out the lamp.

"Xiu Ran, come here." Cang Lin said.

Lin Xiuran hurried over and listened quietly.

"All inner sect disciples of Minghe Mountain will light their life lamps in addition to their life cards. The life lamps are connected to the soul of a person, and unless they ascend or fall, the life lamps will never go out."

This is similar to what Lin Xiuran had guessed. He has also watched a lot of novels and TV shows about cultivating immortals, and many of them have the setting of "the light is on and the light is off when people are dead". , but it was the first time to witness his own life lamp being lit.

Cang Lin recited the mantra slowly again, and the lamp in his hand gradually floated up, hanging in the air.He drew another formation in the air, and the warm yellow lights lit up, and the candle flames danced in mid-air, appearing full of vitality.

Lin Xiuran was excited, opened his mouth slightly, and stared at the life lamp with correct eyes, the seemingly inconspicuous cluster of jumping flames were connected with his life just like that.

The life lamp drifted faintly to the shelf, and stopped firmly in the candlelight. Cang Lin turned his back to Lin Xiuran, his figure was a little blurred against the firelight, but it made Lin Xiuran feel very warm.

For monks, the relationship between master and apprentice is actually more important than blood relationship, especially for those like Lin Xiuran who are accepted as personal disciples, the cause and effect are deeper.

"From today onwards, you are the direct disciple of the Seventh Head of Minghe Mountain. Although the path of cultivation is going against the sky and acting recklessly, you still need to keep in mind, see your nature and understand your heart, be righteous and abide by the way. Don't rely on your cultivation to bully the weak, always have kind thoughts, and don't forget your original intention."

Lin Xiuran nodded, bowed down and bowed down: "Disciple, please remember."

Cang Lin turned around, took Lin Xiuran's hand kindly, led him back to the main hall, and greeted all the peak masters and elders one by one.

Yin Chengyu, who deliberately tidied up from head to toe, followed behind Yanqing and smiled softly at Lin Xiuran.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiuran just called "Senior Brother Yin" very politely, and then passed him to salute the senior brother behind him.

Yin Chengyu instantly felt pain in his waist and abdomen where he was hit by the thunder talisman yesterday.