My magic weapon is the computer

Now that he has become Diao Qingyue's son-in-law, Lin Zhuowen naturally would not waste this opportunity, and took the opportunity to ask her for a lot of corpses of spirit insects that are difficult to collect outside. I'm afraid there will be some scruples about some secrets, but since Lin Zhuowen is just begging for the corpses of spirit insects, then it's okay. Worm's secret.

A few days later, under Diao Qingyue's helpless and unwilling eyes, Lin Zhuowen led Nunu out of Spiderweb City and flew towards Qiyan Mountain of Qiling School. A few elders, the world of cultivating immortals does not pay attention to ordinary etiquette, so there is no so-called wedding at all. As for the banquet and so on, the cultivators are a group of monsters who do not eat the fireworks of the world, who are they serving?Meeting many elders like Lin Zhuowen is already a very formal process.

As for Nunu who offered to go to the Qiling School with him, Lin Zhuowen was still very happy. The two of them are like newlyweds. They know each other well, and they will get tired of being together when they have time these days. How can they be willing to separate easily?Even Lin Zhuowen, an otaku who used to be quite dismissive of this, has to admit that this thing is not much better than computer games, each has its own advantages, and they are all good things that make people fall into it and cannot extricate themselves. Especially when the other party is a stunner like Nunu.Lin Zhuowen now roughly understands why Diao Qingyue could become the head of the Dianxing School, if it were a woman who formed an infatuation spell with a man.Then you still have the mind to manage the sect well.

After setting off on the road, Lin Zhuowen was not in a hurry to go on the road. He took his slaves to wander around the mountains and rivers, and stayed by the mountain lake for two or three days when he was happy. Lin Zhuowen would sacrifice himself from time to time. The puppet hut, and Nunu hid in it and messed around. Of course, there would occasionally be some special situations where the sky was everywhere.That is to play a cameo in the form of a wild humanoid mandarin duck, and the two completely regard this as a shameless honeymoon trip.

For cultivators, the distance between Qiyan Mountain and Xinghai Swamp is not too far, not to mention that Lin Zhuowen and Nunu's cultivation bases are not weak.So after all, they still entered the range of the Artifact Spirit Sect.

Lin Zhuowen, the identity token of the Qiling faction, is still preserved.The patrolling disciples checked the token, but they were still worried. Lin Zhuowen's cultivation did not match the level of the token, and he had never heard of Lin Zhuowen in the sect. He was respectful to Lin Zhuowen in his attitude, but He didn't relax his vigilance until he got the real news from Pie through the phone and finally let Lin Zhuowen pass.Coming to the top of the main peak, there is not much difference from when Lin Zhuowen left. The overly large main hall is still mottled and ancient.The sky above the huge Qi Yang Ping is very quiet. Occasionally, three or two birds will rest here. Everything looks so harmonious like a picture scroll, but Lin Zhuowen knows what kind of ferocious monster is hidden under this harmonious picture scroll.

Lin Zhuowen couldn't figure out why the Qi Ling sect had to hide it again since the Tianxing dragon boat had already appeared in the world. Wouldn't it be more deterrent to show it generously?What's more, with such a big thing, you can't hide it even if you want to. Do you think that if you bury it with earth and rocks, others won't know it's here?

Before coming to the main hall, the disciples on duty went in to report, and soon Lin Zhuowen got permission to step into the hall with Nunu.

In the empty hall, a bad old man was sitting loudly. This was the second time Lin Zhuowen met Feng Jingdong, the head of the Qiling sect. What I saw made Lin Zhuowen feel a little bit emotional. If Qiling School is regarded as a school, he must be the most truant student in this school. The time spent in school is far less than the time spent wandering outside.

After seeing Lin Zhuowen coming in, his eyes quickly swept over Lin Zhuowen, Feng Jingdong quickly got up and cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations to Junior Brother Lin for the success of the Golden Core, and there will be another Golden Core Elder in this school. Fortunately for our faction.”

"I have seen the senior brother who is in charge. The younger brother has been trapped outside for many years. He just got out of trouble recently. He just dared to return to the sect. I am here to report." After Lin Zhuowen finished speaking, he turned sideways and let the slave behind him say: "This is the younger brother's wife. Diao Xiarong of the Dianxing School is also the god-sister of two disciples of the school, Jian Conglu and Jiang Siyan, the head brother can ask someone to check her identity, and she will stay with the brother in the Qiling School forever in the future."

"Dian Xingpai Diao Xiarong has met Head Feng." Nunu immediately bowed respectfully. Although Lin Zhuowen introduced her with the more formal title of "nephew" to elevate her identity, the world of cultivating immortals always respects her. In terms of seniority, it is inconvenient for her to call herself a junior verbally, but she also abides by the etiquette of a junior.

"It's easy to say, let's sit down and have a sip of tea first." Feng Jingdong muttered in his heart. Compared with this woman, Lin Zhuowen's identity needs to be verified more. There has been no news for decades. An outer disciple who had been canceled from the disciple list suddenly ran back and became a Golden Core cultivator all of a sudden, so there was no doubt about it, and he said to Lin Zhuowen with a warm face, "I don't know if the younger brother has a master? "

"This..." Lin Zhuowen was a little blunt. He really didn't know whether Ji Miaobai was his master or not. I personally confirmed the identity of this disciple on the phone, but due to various accidental reasons, I didn't really perform the master-student ceremony."

"Oh! There is such a thing?" Feng Jingdong thought in his heart that since he is not a lonely ghost, it will be easy to handle. He immediately ordered the disciples on duty outside the hall to invite someone, and explained to Lin Zhuowen: " That can be regarded as a kind of friendship, you might as well invite me to talk about it, and the Jian Conglu and Jiang Siyan mentioned by the younger brother just now are also the disciples of the younger brother, so you can invite them together."

"It's so good. I haven't seen you for many years. The younger brother also misses the two senior sisters very much." How can Lin Zhuowen not know Feng Jingdong's thoughts, but this step is indispensable. He nodded and smiled immediately. With his current cultivation base and identity, In addition, he didn't really pay homage to Ji Miaobai, so he didn't need to call them senior sisters anymore, but Lin Zhuowen still thought it was easy to call him that way.

While waiting, Feng Jingdong and Lin Zhuowen casually chatted about some old things about the Qiling School. Naturally, they wanted to inquire, and found that Lin Zhuowen's answer was clear and correct, and there was nothing wrong with it. Some disciples Feng Jingdong also knew a few of them. After confirming it, his doubts in his heart became smaller and smaller, and he believed Lin Zhuowen's words to a half or seven percent.

But when it comes to Lin Zhuowen's situation outside these years, Lin Zhuowen's answer is extremely vague. He only said that he has been trapped in a desperate situation. For the time being, Lin Zhuowen didn't want to say more about this kind of opportunity, even Feng Jingdong didn't want to ask too much. The so-called everyone has their own opportunity, and not many immortal cultivators will easily tell others after they get the opportunity. Opportunities are not used up once, maybe they will be used again in the future, or passed on as a secret to benefit future generations.

"Junior brother, is it really you?" When Lin Zhuowen was dealing with Feng Jingdong, with a clear and pleasant voice, a delicate figure rushed in from the door like a whirlwind.

Contrary to Lin Zhuowen's expectation, the first person to arrive is neither the lustful elder cum Miao Bai, nor the tsundere girl Jian Conglu, who has won the title of "Fairy of Good Qin" in the school due to her wonderful piano music, nor the tsundere girl who is often confused. It's not Jiang Siyan, a full-fledged militant little senior who comes from a martial arts family and has a life tool pen that can increase the success rate of making talismans, but the one who can't stop talking all day long as long as there are snacks, swears to never give up, and has a pair of big eyes that can talk Third Senior Sister Tang Xiaoling.

"Third Senior Sister, I haven't seen you for many years. Your turbulent temperament still hasn't changed at all." Lin Zhuowen looked at Tang Xiaoling intently, and found that she was only a little more mature than the sixteen or seventeen-year-old she looked back then. The baby fat is even more beautiful: "Why did you come here first?"

"Master went out on a date today. I didn't bring my mobile phone. I happened to be using his alchemy room to make alchemy at the master's place. Didn't I get a call first?" Tang Xiaoling said with a little anger after finishing speaking: "Why don't you come back? You went to look for me first, but instead came here to come here, Master Master?"

"This..." Lin Zhuowen was about to explain, but was interrupted by a voice outside the door.

"Little brother, hurry up and make gestures with senior sister, and let senior sister see if you have improved over the years?" Needless to say, the owner of this voice is naturally Jiang Siyan. I haven't seen her for so many years, and the entire Qiling sect is probably the only one who will hold her fist. I want to use "a big fight" or "clean up the other party" as a meeting gift.

"Are you back?" Jian Conglu and Jiang Siyan almost entered the palace door. Although they had the same expressions as strangers, they walked a few steps faster. They passed Jiang Siyan and approached Lin Zhuowen's door first. in front of you.

Looking at the three familiar faces in his memory, Lin Zhuowen suddenly understood why he wanted to rush back to the Qi Ling School whenever he had the chance, because this is his home in this world, and there is a person here that cannot be blocked by time or space. relatives.

"Unlucky, how could I accept male disciples? It must be a fake, just cut it off, the brother in charge is really confused, and he insisted on calling me here just for this matter, wasting my time, bad I am good." Just when Lin Zhuowen was brewing countless moving emotions, there was a voice like a basin of cold water pouring down on his head.