Everything starts from the gourd baby

"Since that's the case, can my little friend release those Confucianists to me now?" Now that the matter has been discussed, Qin Wei immediately said with a smile. The main purpose is to return a group of Confucian disciples.

But Lin Sen unexpectedly shook his head to express his refusal!

Lin Sen's reaction made Qin Wei stunned. Now that the matter has been negotiated, why not let him go?But he didn't get angry, but looked at Lin Sen suspiciously.

Seeing this, Lin Sen immediately smiled and said, "It's not the time yet, if they show up now, wouldn't the few Buddha treasures I bombed there be wasted!"

That Qin Wei is also an old and cunning person, he immediately reacted and said with a smile, "You mean, use this excuse...hehe..."

"That's right!!" Lin Sen also snickered, looked at Qin Wei with a thief and said, "We can use this to make friends with the Buddhist sect. Anyway, it happened in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Those few pieces of Buddhist treasures are not random. we say!"

"Hey!!" Qin Wei also laughed immediately, "They can't hand over anyone, so we can use this as an excuse to do it in a legitimate way!"

"That's right!" Lin Sen laughed softly.

"But even so..." Qin Wei thought for a moment and said, "I'll take those disciples back this time, just retreat in the door!"

After all, he is his own disciple, locked up somewhere like Lin Sen's, it's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens, his crime will be serious!

However, Lin Sen smiled wryly and said, "It's not because I don't let people go..." Under Qin Wei's strange eyes, he squeezed the seal in his hand, and a figure appeared on the spiritual mist above the lotus pond.

But on the spiritual fog, a group of Confucian disciples in long gowns sat cross-legged, under the leadership of Dongfang Ming, they said loudly, "Heaven is moving...a gentleman strives for self-improvement...the terrain is... "

The condensed righteousness of the crowd formed a faint stream, Qin Wei was stunned for a moment, and then his old face was full of smiles, and he proudly strung his three strands of long beard.

This group of disciples can be regarded as a blessing in disguise this time, and cultivating their minds and surnames is also a harvest.

"In that case..." Qin Wei cupped his hands slightly to Lin Sen and said, "I, the Confucian disciples, still need a lot of care from my little friends!" This cup of hands is actually agreeing with Lin Sen in his heart.

"Senior, you're being polite!" Lin Sen hurriedly got up, bowed and said, "My little apprentice will need a lot of help from Confucianism in the future!"

After that day, the Confucianist Qin Wei came here angrily and left happily.

Then Yuwentai had a Confucianist Anwen by his side, and it didn't take long for Yuwentai to reuse Yang Zhong.

The battle on the front line is intense, but Lin Sen is extremely comfortable in Chang'an, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye in this Cuihua Mountain.

"Master, the apprentice is back!..." A handsome young man with a strong figure and a handsome face called softly standing by the lotus pond. It was Yang Jian.

Lin Sen on the lotus pond was no different from three years ago. He stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes and smiled, "Why did you come back so soon this time? How is your mother? Is everything all right at home?"

"Master Lao is missing you! Everything is fine at home!" Yang Jian said respectfully, "Mother asked me to say hello to Master! This time I have something to do when I come back, and I want to consult Master!"

"You want to ask me if I can go down the mountain!" Before Yang Jian could speak, Lin Sen said with a smile.

"Master's supernatural powers!" After all, he was still a child, and Yang Jian immediately rubbed his head and smiled as if he was said to be in the center.

"It's just your little thought! It's clear to me at first glance!" Lin Sen said with a smile, "Tell me, why did you come up with such an idea!"

"It's not because of anything!" Yang Jian said with a smile, "I went home to see my mother the other day, and just happened to meet my father who sent someone back to report her safety! But he told Jian'er a lot of things on the battlefield. After learning this martial art, it needs to be tempered on the battlefield..."

anything else!Lin Sen immediately laughed, but this kid was overwhelmed by what happened on the battlefield!

"Hey! You can't hide anything from Master! My disciples heard that a monk came to the battlefield, holding a bronze figure in his hand. It was as amazing as that ancient giant spirit god. Father and the others went to battle a few times. Prepared to be defeated by those monks, but my apprentice wants to help my father..." Yang Zhong said with a smile.

"You have said so, but I have no reason to refuse!" Seeing Yang Jian's expectant face, Lin Sen said with a smile, besides, Yang Jian's martial arts is already a small achievement, and it's time to go out and experience it.

"Thank you, master! Thank you, master!" Yang Jian immediately bowed in surprise.

"Before you leave, my teacher wants to give you something to protect yourself!" Under Yang Jian's expectant gaze, Lin Sen stretched out his palm, and a golden armored stomach appeared in front of Yang Jian.

Although Yang Jian is the emperor of heaven, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, so he must be careful.

"Jian'er! Your master has lost all his money this time!" Xianglong's bold laughter suddenly came from the entrance of the cave.

I saw Xianglong strode in and said, "This set of armor, your master took it from the condensed black iron in the lava in the center of the earth. It took three years of purification before it was refined. With him, you will be safe on the battlefield." Already!"

Hearing what Xianglong said, Yang Jian hurried forward to catch the armor, and bowed to Lin Sen, "Thank you, master, for the gift, Yang Jian!"

"You and me, master and apprentice, why are you so polite!" Lin Sen said with a smile. An invisible spiritual thought gently helped Yang Jian up. The control power of this spiritual thought alone is much stronger than it was three years ago. worlds apart.

"Brother! In a few years, I'm going to find you!" Yang Lin was only ten years old at this time. If he wanted to go to the battlefield, he still had to wait for a few years, but he looked at Yang Jian enviously. Said.

"Okay! Brother is waiting for you on the battlefield!" Yang Jian said with a smile when he heard it.

"Jian'er!" Jin Ning came up at this time, took a few large and small jade bottles in his hand, stuffed them into Yang Jian's arms, and said, "These are some healing medicines. Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. You pack it up and keep it as a spare!"

"Yeah!" Yang Jian nodded, but he didn't know when he would come back after leaving this time, and said with slightly moist eyes, "Thank you, Aunt Jin!"

"Boy!" The scorpion spirit put his big hands on Yang Jian's shoulders, then smiled and stuffed a cloth bag in Yang Jian's arms and said, "This is some poison that your Uncle Ding condensed. If there is an enemy that cannot be defeated on the battlefield, Don't be polite, he knows if he greets you like this!"

"Yeah!" Yang Jian nodded fiercely and said, "I see! Thank you, Uncle Ding!"

"Jian'er, come here!" Seeing that the femme fatale and the scorpion had already delivered presents, Xianglong said with a smile, "You are going down the mountain this time, and your master Long can't be stingy!"

Yang Jian said that he was Lin Sen's apprentice, but after all, it was taught by the two of them together!

Pulling Yang Jian to the outside of the cave, he heard a neigh of "Lü!!!", a red horse standing outside the cave, stepping on both feet, looking like a dragon!

"Good horse!" The general didn't like horses, Yang Jian immediately praised, this horse is definitely the king of horses, the horse of the dragon.

"You still said that I spent my blood, you are right!" Lin Sen said with a smile, "This horse looks like a dragon, and you cultivated it with your own blood!"

"Hey!! A little blood is nothing!" Xianglong said with a smile, "Anyway, it's the best suppression."

"Jian'er, thank you master, master, uncle Ding, and aunt Jin!" After Yang Jian finished speaking, he knelt down on both knees, gave them a deep swing, and then got on his horse.

But he saw that the red horse looked like a dragon, and immediately there was a young general in golden armor holding a dragon spear. He was extremely powerful, like a heavenly soldier.

"Jian'er has gone!" Yang Jian pulled the rein, and the dragon's hooves danced around under his crotch, winning! !Like a red thunder, it rushed down the mountain.

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