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Chapter 825(2/2)

When Yi Lin thought, he thought to himself that it was indeed not so easy.

Although the Tianjian Sect is in the same family, every elder is responsible for leading newcomers. It seems harmonious, but there is still competition within the Sect.

The disciple is the master's card face, even if Yi Lin is just a registered name, he is still a small card face.

It’s like the Wanxianglou brand name, whether it looks ugly or not, or whether the dance posture is beautiful or not, the shopkeeper doesn’t know what he wants to come in and get a job?

And what each elder is good at is slightly different.

Elder Chuangong, they mastered most of the practice techniques in the Tianjian Sect. In terms of practice, they were the leader, so they were responsible for Chuangong.

The most skilled in formation technique is Fang Yuanshan's elder holding the formation...Ren Qingshan.

Most of the great prohibitions and great sword formations that can be called in the sect are written by him.

Legend has it that the most terrifying sword formation in the Tianjianmen, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon-killing Sword Formation, was inspected and repaired every hundred years, and he participated in and led the maintenance of the sword formation.

In addition, there are elders who specialize in different directions such as alchemy, Qimen, hexagram, and animal taming.

They are like leaders in different disciplines in a university.

The students under the school wanted to run away from other people's arms and be gentle, so the black and white sheep were naturally very angry.

After thinking for a while, Yi Lin understood the reason why the two sheep were angry.

In this way, they didn't speak for several days and were extremely stubborn.

...

On that day, while the Hei and White Sheep were carrying two bottles of wine and going out for field trips, Yi Lin secretly stole two bottles of aged "Purple Bamboo Wine" from their cellar, and went down the mountain all the way and returned to the front of the Servant House.

After all, he had been here for half a year and had visited the old place again. Those wooden huts, like toilets, were very pleasant to see and more friendly.

Not far from the wooden hut, Mr. Chenbei was sweating and chopping firewood on a tree stump.

This work of chopping firewood is also very skillful.

The handle of the axe is also specially made of "Golden Cauldron and Abyss Wood"... It is particularly heavy. Only by maintaining the breath at all times can you wave it freely.

Seeing Yi Lin walking in unrecognizable steps, Chen Bei's withered face showed a smile.

"Oh, Kobayashi, why are you here today?"

Uncle Chenbei stopped the work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his complexion was rosy.

"Huh? Your cough seems to have improved a lot. Can you do some? I have alcohol."

Yi Lin shook the two unopened purple bamboos in his hand.

"Purple bamboo wine?"
Chapter completed!
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