I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong

At this time, the sun was setting in the west. When Tian Lin led the old man from the twelfth level of Qi Refining to cross the stream at Lianshui Peak, he saw a group of handyman disciples from the mining institute sifting through spiritual stones again.

Among the group of people, Zhao Si had the sharpest eyes. When he saw Tian Lin, he immediately ran over with a smile.

He bent over flatteringly and said to Tian Lin: "Master Tian Xian, I heard the magpies chirping early in the morning. Sure enough, you are back."

Tian Lin smiled and said, "I see that Fengli seems to be much busier than before. Has anything happened in Zongli recently?"

Zhao Si bowed his head and took Tian Lin all the way to the foot of Yuechi Mountain, listening to his explanation:

"Firstly, a foundation-building ancestor from the Qi Sect came to us to invite the Yue Sect for help. Secondly, the sect called back all the Zhangfeng Immortal Masters from each peak and said that they would send some outer disciples to Quzhou to provide support. Qi Zong——

For the guests from the Weapon Sect, and for those immortal masters from Palm Peak, the kitchens in each peak were busy. "

Zhao Si couldn't go up the mountain, so he watched Tian Lin and the old man from the Wang family go up Yuechi Mountain and then left.

As soon as he left, the old man of the Wang family frowned and said: "Quzhou is now the 'world' of the Blood Sect, isn't it? If you are sent to Quzhou, wouldn't you be sending yourself to death? The sect has ordered that it is easier for the disciples who are in the sect, but those who leave the sect Who among my disciples is willing to go to Quzhou?”

Tian Lin didn't say anything, but he said anxiously with a beard:

"The Qi Sect has always been famous in the Zhao Kingdom for its weapon refining. They want to ask us to invite the Yue Sect for help. They can't come empty-handed, right? Maybe there will be a magic weapon as a reward."

Tian Lin's heart moved. He also wanted a magic weapon.

If he had a storage bag, he wouldn't need to carry two big bags of Ghost Head Yan around.

If there was a storage bag, he wouldn't have to carry a food box every time he went up Taoist Mountain.

"The Qi Sect may give you a magic weapon, but it also depends on whether you can take it with your life."

As soon as Tian Lin finished speaking, a young man walked out of the pavilion beside the mountain path.

He glanced at the iron plate on Tian Lin's waist, and finally looked at the old man and the bearded men of the Wang family.

"They must be from the Wang family. You guys will go up the mountain with me."

This man did not 'invite' Tian Lin, so Tian Lin simply went down the mountain by himself.

Thinking about the reward mentioned by Elder Liu, he crossed the mountainside of Lianshui Peak all the way to the Taoist temple at the top of the mountain, but was surprised to find that the door of the Taoist temple, which was always closed, was open at this time.

The Taoist boy who had been lazy in the past was sitting on the threshold and dozing off, but he did not close the door to avoid laziness.

"Hey, is it you?"

Perhaps Tian Lin deliberately aggravated the sound of footsteps. The Taoist boy yawned sleepily and asked Tian Lin tiredly, "What are you doing here?"

Tian Lin asked her: "Master, is he busy now?"

The Taoist boy said: "The chief steward is back and is eating now. If you need anything, please come back tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged man's voice sounded in the room: "It's my junior brother, I guess. Let's eat together when we come."

Lianshui Peak has always had four stewards. After Master Shang entered the sect, the chief steward became a disciple of Zhang Peak.

When Tian Lin entered the sect, Zhangfeng disciples left the sect again to look for opportunities.

Tian Lin didn't expect that he would be able to meet this 'chief steward' because of the blood sect's troubles.

The Taoist boy seemed to be afraid of this 'big steward', so he quickly stopped nagging Tian Lin and turned sideways to make way for Tian Lin.

As soon as Tian Lin entered the Taoist temple, he immediately saw five people sitting in the courtyard.

He first greeted Elder Liu, who was drinking, and then greeted the strange man: "Tian Lin has met Senior Brother Zhangfeng."

The big man ignored Tian Lin and just said to the Taoist boy at the door of the Taoist temple: "Go and get the bowls and chopsticks, and bring us another stool."

The Taoist boy was reluctant, but he didn't dare to refute the big man.

While the Taoist boy was looking for a stool, Tian Lin met with the second and third stewards and Master Shang.

The second steward asked Tian Lindao: "Did you get any treasures from the Wang family this time during your attack on the Wang family?"

Tian Lin answered truthfully: "With Senior Brother Xing here, the Senior Brothers from other peaks don't dare to mess around."

The third steward asked Tian Lin: "Have you seen the Blood Cult's cultivation spells?"

Tian Lin was stunned and looked up at the third steward.

Hearing a 'bang' sound, the big man who had been eating silently slapped the table, glared at the third steward and said, "Do you want to practice blood energy?"

The third steward's face turned pale and he buried his head in the bowl, not daring to look at the big man.

At this time, the bowls, chopsticks and stools were brought in. The big man looked at the people and said coldly:

"I know that the spiritual stones sent to you by the sect every month are not enough for you to practice, but this is not the reason for your decadence."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the second and third stewards, and said with a sneer: "I remember when I left the sect, you two had already reached the fourth level of Qi refining, right? What about now?"

The second and third stewards did not dare to speak. They had no intention of practicing for a long time, so they were only at the fourth level of Qi refining until now.

"And Goodwill, I can't figure out how you could ruin your entire cultivation."

When the big man looked at Young Master Shang, Young Master Shang also lowered his head.

The big man looked at Tian Lin again:

"You are not bad. Although you are only at the second level of Qi Refining, you have only been an outer disciple for more than a month. Cultivation is also about cultivating the mind. If you just give up on yourself because you can't find a way out for a while, and spend all your time drinking and lusting, then that's okay. What kind of immortality do you want, what kind of immortality do you want?”

When he said the last words, his eyes looked at Elder Liu.

Elder Liu was quite capable of doing what he said. He took a sip of wine and then looked at Tian Lin:

"I said that when you come back, there will be a reward for you. Tian Lin, what reward do you want?"

After hearing Elder Liu's question, Tian Lin immediately put down his chopsticks, stood up and answered respectfully: "Disciple wants a storage bag, or earth escape technique."

For a moment, Liu Dao looked at Tian Lin like a fool.

Tian Lin also knew that this seemed to be a lion's mouth, but it was rare for him to meet Elder Liu and it was rare for him to talk to Elder Liu.

Besides, his trip to attack the Wang family this time was just a formality, which was not as dangerous as escorting the Wang family back to the clan.

Such a mission without any danger would not really get any good reward.

But the opportunity came, and it was so rare that Tian Lin didn't want to miss it.

"Don't even think about the storage bag, it's a magic weapon only for inner disciples. As for the Earth Escape Technique, it's a top-grade spell, and the sect has never passed on top-grade spells to outer disciples."

After saying that, Elder Liu said, "But I can teach you some mid-grade spells."

"Grandpa, mid-grade spells have always been practiced only by disciples of the sect's family. If you pass it on to someone from Huahualang, those sect's family will blame you for breaking the rules."

Sure enough, this is the ubiquitous monopoly.

The inner sect monopolizes the top-grade spells, the sect's family occupies the mid-grade spells, and mortals can hardly get even the low-grade spells.

At this time, Tian Lin deeply realized that it was not an easy decision for Wang Xing to pass on the "Wind Walking Technique" to him.

It can be seen that in Wang Xing's eyes at that time, the Wang family was destined to be destroyed;

But Wang Xing never expected that although Elder He led the team, it was Brother Xing who was sent by the Law Enforcement Hall.

Xing Shanping is a man of great power, but he can no longer be described as "taking things for granted".

Tian Lin suddenly thought of Shisan Niang again. He subconsciously looked at Master Shang, but Master Shang kept his head down and behaved very obediently in front of the Liu family.

"I am in the late stage of foundation building. Which clan family dares to blame me?"

Elder Liu snorted coldly: "Besides, when the ancestor preached, Han, Shang, Wang, Qian... who was not a mortal? It has been less than a thousand years, and these middle-grade spells have become their family heirlooms, and they don't allow others to practice them?"

Tian Lin then realized that the middle-grade spells that Elder Liu wanted to teach him were the spells practiced by those clan families.

But these spells were regarded as family heirlooms by these families. If he practiced their "family heirloom" spells, he would probably attract resentment.

But if he was resented by these clan families, would he not practice?

Yaoyang Finger is a low-grade spell after all. Even if it is cultivated to the perfect state, it is not as good as the small success state of the middle-grade spell.

Tian Lin has never heard of any outer disciple who became the head disciple by relying on low-grade spells.

"Thank you for the spell, Master!"

Tian Lin stood up again. After he thanked him and sat down, the "big steward" who had not spoken for a long time said:

"The more spells, the better. If you want to understand a spell thoroughly, ordinary people must work hard for ten years to achieve small success. If you want to practice a middle-grade spell to the full, it may take another ten or twenty years."

At this point, he paused again and said: "But there are also talented people who can practice two skills to full success in just over twenty years."

Tian Lin asked: "I wonder who you are talking about, senior brother?"

"Zhong Wuji, the strongest of the five head disciples of our sect - it's a pity that he is still crazy."

When mentioning Zhong Wuji, the "big steward" was expressionless, but his mood seemed a little depressed.

He drank a glass of wine, put the glass down, reached into his bosom, and took out a handkerchief from his bosom. He put the handkerchief in front of Tian Lin's table and said: "Don't you want a storage bag? Brother, I snatched this handkerchief from a blood sect demon when I came back this time. Although it is broken, it still has the ability to store space." Before Tian Lin could speak, the second steward next to him had already grabbed the handkerchief and said: "Brother, you came back and gave us brothers a good lecture. We respect you as our brother, so there is nothing to say; but since you have a good thing, why do you forget your own brothers and give it to an outsider for nothing?" The 'big steward' stood up suddenly, staring with tiger eyes and said: "In two years, I will leave the sect. By then, there will be only four of you outer disciples left in Lianshui Peak. Son; I was counting on the fourth brother to take over my position as the head of the peak, but the fourth brother died. Once the fourth brother died, will the position of the head of Lianshui Peak be held by you two in the future? "

The second steward was speechless for a moment, and the third steward stood up, shaking his fat body and said:

"You can't give the magic weapon to a guy at the second level of Qi Refining, right? We two brothers can't hold the position of the head disciple, so how can he hold it?"

"He can climb up the mountain from a menial disciple to become an outer disciple, and can reach the second level of Qi Refining in just one month. I think no matter how bad he is, he is better than you two - it's hard for you two, a dignified Qi Refiner, to grow fatter than a pig. "

With a sneer, the first steward pulled back the handkerchief that the second steward had taken away.

He threw the handkerchief to Tian Lin and said, "You don't have to feel pressured. When Junior Brother Shang entered the sect, I also gave him a gift. If you can become the head disciple when I leave the sect two years later, I will give you a storage bag at that time."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed it to the side.

He saw a "door panel" standing on the courtyard wall being taken into his hand with a "whoosh". Tian Lin then noticed that the door panel was actually a heavy sword.

He saw him carrying the heavy sword and turned around to walk out of the temple.

At this time, Elder Liu said, "You just came back, why don't you stay with Grandpa for a while?"

"No, I finally came back and asked a few other disciples to climb the Taoist Mountain together. Since you want to live a carefree life, I won't bother you."

When he finished speaking, he had already left the Taoist temple.

As soon as the chief steward left, the atmosphere at the table seemed to be much more relaxed and cheerful.

Elder Liu threw away his chopsticks, stretched his waist and said to the Taoist boy: "Go tell Shisan Niang to prepare hot water for me to take a bath."

After saying this, he seemed to have just thought of something, and turned his head to Tian Lin and said: "By the way, I promised to teach you the middle-grade magic. I will go to the study to find it for you."