"Do you recognize Lin Feng?" Hearing Gu Fenghua and the others exclaim, Senior Brother Chen was even more surprised than them.
"Looking about fifteen or sixteen years old, skinny, with a lot of patches on his clothes, his face is a little pale, he doesn't care about anyone, he looks like a spoiled child bride, isn't he?" Luo Enen said.
Listening to her telling Lu Linfeng's appearance and clothes sentence by sentence, Senior Brother Chen nodded secretly, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently when he heard the last sentence.
"Lin Feng's complexion is not very good, and his temper is a bit withdrawn, but he is not a bad person. How do you know him?" Senior Brother Chen asked curiously, confirming Lu Linfeng's identity.
"On the way here, I met him returning from collecting herbs. We chatted for a few words. We had met once, but I never thought that he was Han Yu's descendant." Liu Sanjue said with emotion. Thinking of Lu Linfeng's shabby holy robe full of patches, and the brows that seemed to never be stretched, his heart felt sad again.
"How many times have I told you, don't let him go to gather medicine by himself, he just doesn't listen, alas" Senior Brother Chen sighed.
"Senior brother Chen, Lu Linfeng is also the grandson of the suzerain, how could how could he be like that?" Luo Enen couldn't help asking.
"It's a long story, I'll take you to meet him first." Although she asked vaguely, Senior Brother Chen certainly knew what it meant, and his expression became even more gloomy.
Seeing that he hesitated to speak, it was obvious that the matter was a bit complicated, so Gu Fenghua and others did not pursue it, and followed him to the courtyard behind the main hall.
Liu Sanjue told them that because of the lack of aura in the extreme Lingyu world, all major sects will arrange spirit gathering formations to absorb all aura within the sphere of influence and gather it in the sect, and it is true. As soon as he entered the mountain gate of Yunchuan Sect, Gu Fenghua felt that the aura of heaven and earth was obviously much stronger. As he walked along the ancient stone ladder and gradually penetrated into the hinterland of Yunchuan Sect, the aura became more and more abundant and solid.
The quaint houses are shrouded in the aura of heaven and earth, and the blue bricks and green tiles are more quiet. However, if you feel it carefully, you will find that these houses are also arranged according to the formation method, but because of the different locations, the aura is still very different. Among them, the one with the strongest aura is not much different from the resting places of the other two major sects in the extreme regions, but the worst ones are far too far behind, at most comparable to the current Dust Star Sect , it is extremely reluctant to say that it is a place of cultivation.
Needless to say, I know that these houses also represent the identity of the disciples. The few houses with the worst aura are mostly the living and training places of the handyman disciples.
Senior Brother Chen stopped in front of the gate of the courtyard on the far side, even among the courtyards with the worst aura, this is the worst.
The grandson of the dignified suzerain actually lives in such a place! Gu Fenghua and the others frowned involuntarily.
"After so many years of cultivation, I still haven't made any progress. Don't you feel ashamed with just such a small cultivation base?" Senior Brother Chen was about to push the door when there was a sarcasm from the yard. Judging by the voice, the person speaking should be young, but he is extremely mean.
There was no answer in the courtyard, and it was silent.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, as if something had been kicked down.
"As a direct descendant of the Lu family, a bloodline kin, if you don't practice well and learn alchemy from others, do you have that talent? You can't miss your job!" Then, the harsh voice sounded again.
Still no one answered, and the yard was still silent. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com