Another world dragon and thunder double repair

"Hey, hey, old man Nong, I've been standing all morning, and I'm so hungry, you won't let me go to eat, what do you leave me to do, if you get hungry, you are responsible." Lin asked very displeased Said to Nong Lie patiently.

If the disciples from just now were still there, they would have been shocked that Lin Wendao dared to talk to the elder Chuan Gong so arrogantly.

Nong Lie sighed helplessly, and said slowly: "Ask, the old man really wants to ask something."

"Huh? Ask." Lin asked, pinching his ears, "Of course I refuse to answer questions about sex."

"You have been a rare genius in the villa since you were a child. Coupled with the personal teaching of Elder Baohe, you have already reached the pinnacle of a first-level cultivator at the age of 11. It is estimated that such a talent is quite rare in the entire Canglong Empire. The second person under the age of 15 can reach the second level of cultivator, but why..." Nong Lie paused, glanced at Lin and asked, "Why have you not advanced but retreated in the past two years, and you have lost your interest in cultivation? interest?"

"You really want to know?" Lin asked after thinking for a moment, then smiled at Nong Lie.

"Of course!" Nong Lie asked, staring at Lin closely.

"Actually, didn't you already know the answer?" Lin Wenwen looked at Nong Lie and smiled.

"How did the old man know?" Nong Lie looked at Lin wonderingly and asked.

"Didn't you just say that I am a rare genius?"

"Exactly 21"

"This is the answer. Do geniuses need to be cultivated?" Lin asked a little rascally, "Besides, I've always been very low-key."

"You!" Nong Lie was furious after hearing this answer, pointed at Lin Wendao and wanted to shout loudly, but saw Lin Wendao ran out of the door without looking back.

Nong Lie looked at Lin Wenwen's back and shook his head helplessly, then grinned unconsciously, and said to himself: "Low-key? I don't know which little bastard was holding a long sword two years ago The ancestral ancestral hall blatantly said to a bunch of people who worshiped, 'The ancestors have gone far away, and now only Lin Wendao!'”

In fact, the teenagers who were present just now were some outer disciples of the villa, and few of them knew what the three characters 'Lin Wendao' represented.

However, if the three words 'Lin Wenwen' were put among inner disciples, it would be a name that would make people of the same age, even some adult disciples with high cultivation levels, tremble.

Lin Wenwen has been a genius since he was a child. He already had a unique understanding of martial arts at the age of seven, and he became a first-level cultivator at the age of nine. Throughout the tens of thousands of years of Zhuri Villa's history, there are only three people who can surpass it. Raising the first-level realm stayed at the peak for two years, and at the same time, as the first grandson of Zhang Lao, the skills he practiced were even more exquisite. Among the inner disciples of the same age, he could even leapfrog the challenge. Some second-level It is difficult for the disciples in the realm to compete, and he is known as the number one contemporary genius in Zhuri Villa.

However, what is difficult for everyone to understand is that after the age of 11, Lin Wendao lost interest in cultivation. Within two years, more and more inner sect geniuses surpassed Lin Wendao. The genius disciples from the outer sect were sent to the outer sect.

But despite this, none of the inner disciples of the same age underestimated Lin Wenwen, after all, the word "first genius" has taken root in their hearts since childhood.

After breakfast, Lin Wenwen lazily stretched his waist, holding a ginkgo branch that he picked from nowhere in his mouth, and walked slowly to Yulong Pavilion with [-] steps.

"Tsk tsk, is it necessary to be so active in the last school?" Lin Wenwen walked for a long time without seeing a single disciple, pouted and continued walking forward talking to himself.

"Oh! You're going to die! You don't have eyes when you walk?"

Lin Wendao felt his chest being hit by a soft mass, and then there was a soft shout in his ear.

Looking up, tsk tsk, what a juicy girl.A girl in a moon white silk dress was staring at Lin Wenwen with her eyes wide open angrily.

"Who did I say? It turned out to be our first genius. No wonder you don't have long eyes when you walk." With a pair of very watery eyes, the long eyelashes are slightly upturned, and there is a bit of disdain and jealousy between the brows.

Lin Wenwen gently rubbed his chest with both hands, and said with a teasing smile, "Huh?! Isn't this sister Qin Yue? It's been a long time since I've seen you. Brother misses you very much." Tomorrow, I can see you in Yulongtang, Lin Asked but did not think carefully, said it casually.

"Bah!" The little girl snorted disdainfully, "Who is your sister Qinyue, don't misrepresent your relationship, you hurt me, and you have to apologize if you bumped into someone, do you understand? Outer sect disciples must have outer sect disciples look."

The little girl's name is Lin Qinyue, and she is the granddaughter of the third elder of Zhuri Ri Villa, one year younger than Lin Wendao, so it is understandable to call her younger sister.

It’s just that the little girl has been suppressed by Lin Wendao’s halo of “genius” since she was a child. Originally, her talent was also first-class, but she had no choice but to have Lin Wendao at the same time, who oppressed herself everywhere, and she was often suppressed by Lin Wendao since she was a child. Lin asked about bullying.

But now seeing that Lin Wendao had lost interest in cultivation, his cultivation had stagnated, and his own strength had surpassed Lin Wendao, of course he had to take revenge.

"Apologize?" Lin Wenwen rolled his eyes, then he smiled and said, "Sister, but you also bumped into me, sir, didn't you say that the effect of force is mutual. Besides, the girl's talent is extraordinary, and her cultivation level is even higher. It is far better than me, how could it be hurt by me, but it is me, my chest is still hurting."

"That's natural!"

Lin Qinyue originally wanted to go up and do it when she heard Lin Wendao's flower mouth, but she was very comfortable with the phrase "extraordinary talent" at the end, and she smiled proudly.

Lin Wenwen turned his eyes to Lin Qinyue's slightly protruding twin peaks, pretending to be puzzled and said: "It's just that I don't understand something, can I ask my sister to explain it for me?"

Lin Qinyue was very annoyed by Lin Wenwen's "sister" before, but now Lin Wenwen admits that he is not as good as himself, so he doesn't care about it. He waved his little hand and pretended to be an expert, saying: "Ask , I will tell you as much as possible if there are problems in cultivation.”

"Cough cough" coughed twice, Lin Wenwen suddenly asked loudly: "May I ask how my sister Qin Yue cultivated her chest muscles so strong, I am really envious of my brother, and I hope my sister will not hesitate to teach me." After finishing speaking He also glanced at Lin Qinyue's chest with his eyes.

Although there are no disciples from the villa on the road, there are still many servants nearby. Lin Wendao yelled so loudly that many people naturally heard him, but the servants naturally did not dare to look at Miss Lin's breasts openly. Sneaking sneakily is still possible.

Lin Qinyue blushed with shame after hearing Lin Wenwen's words, and seeing the strange eyes from the servants around her, she was furious, gritted her silver teeth, and said angrily: "Lin Wenwen! I...I ...I'm going to beat you to death."

Lin asked with a sneer and said, "Oh! What's the matter, sister Qinyue, you said that you would tell me as much as possible about your cultivation. I'm really interested in your pectoral muscles."

"You...you...you...you bastard..."

Lin Qinyue stared at Lin Wendao with fiery eyes, and with a wave of her small hand, a small silver dagger appeared in her hand, with the tendency to swing the sword out.

Lin Wenwen hurriedly took a step back, suddenly yelled, pointed behind Lin Qinyue and said in surprise, "Ah! It's Senior Brother Jinghong!"

As soon as Lin Qinyue heard the word Jinghong, she quickly put away her sword, straightened her clothes, and turned around slowly. There were a few servants scattered on the wide forest road, and there was no one there. What a shocking senior brother.

Immediately, feeling angry in his heart, he turned around and wanted to throw his fist at Lin Wendao, but Lin Wendao's figure was already a hundred paces away.

"Oh, I'm going to be late for class, brother, let's go first. Oh, by the way, I'm really interested in your chest muscle training method, hahaha..." Lin asked wretchedly from afar. laughter.

"Damn Lin Wenwen, just wait, don't bump into my hand next time, otherwise, you will definitely lose your skin!" Lin Qinyue said viciously with her pretty face turning pale.