People say that the most difficult choice is to make, but Thirteen, the simplest method, solves the most difficult problem. Coupled with the verbal comfort of Wanli, everyone has no objection and does not know what to say. They can only choose the corridor on the direction where the cigarette pole falls.

Huang Guiyun was curious: "Uncle Thirteenth, is your cigarette pole also a baby? I remember that time you and Lin... were wrong. When you fought with Young Master Ling, you used the cigarette pole to block the long sword in his hand. It was so thrilling. I was frightened by the side."

"...He held the sword like this, almost stabbed your chest, but you just like this, easily dodging you..."

Even though Huang Guiyun was talking and gestured in his hand, he could hardly practice swordsmanship, but he could not perform the scene of the duel between the two masters. Instead, he increased Thirteen's strength by a few young people.

As the first family in the martial arts world, the young master of the Ling family, Lingchen is naturally the best among the younger generation. In addition to having unique skills, he is also a talented person who is favored by God. He has reached the tenth level of martial arts at a young age.

Some people assert that the early morning will break through the tenth level before the age of thirty and enter the ranks of true masters. At that time, the early morning will be the youngest master in the human realm.

However, Thirteen could only use a cigarette pole to hold the long sword in the morning without any disadvantage. How could he not let the young people next to him become respect immediately?

In this way, with Huang Guiyun's help, not only Chen Tingting's eyes changed again when she looked at Thirteen, but even Zhou Tianyu's eyes also had a little more admiration.

Even Lin Dafeng, who had been silent, stammered and said: "Ten...thirteen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...sen...rely..."

Thirteen noticed the eyes of others and was in a good mood. He responded with ease: "If you have any questions, just tell me."

"Since my senior is willing to teach Junior Sister Chen's unique skills, I wonder if I can use the trick just now... to the angrily King Kong... to the younger generation..."

"Is it angry with King Kong? Yes, but you were just scolding Lin Que? "

Chen Tingting, who already knew Thirteen's temperament, immediately launched an offensive for her companions, grabbed Thirteen's arm and began to shake: "Oh, senior, don't make things difficult for Senior Brother Lin. You see that he is so honest and can't speak, don't make things difficult for him."

"Okay, well, teach, you said that, can I not teach? Don't talk about the angrily Vajra, even if you want to learn the unique skills of Dajue Temple, Lin Que will teach you!"

"The younger generation has been a little bit involved in the two major exercises of Yijin Jing and Marrow Cleansing Sutra, and there are also complete records in these two unique temples. This is indeed a rare thing about the Grizzly Vajra."

Lin Dafeng worked hard to figure it out, and finally used the words "spicy" to describe the Grizzly Vajra, which is extremely ordinary body protection skill compared to the many unique skills in the Sutra Pavilion.

Like Zhou Tianyu, Lin Dafeng is also trying to find a way to leave Lu Island.

However, he did not want to get a single official position, but with his personality, he was not suitable for being in the officialdom, but wanted to return to Dajue Temple to continue practicing martial arts.

Lin Dafeng's grades when he graduated from the martial arts lecture hall were enough to enter Dajue Temple to continue his studies, but he never expected that someone would spend money to bribe the husband of the martial arts lecture hall and replace Lin Dafeng's name, so that he did not even have the initial qualification.

In desperation, he chose to join the Martial Arts.

As a result, during the three-month training session of the Wusi Department, he did not have a good relationship with his classmates and annoyed many instructors, so he was assigned to this remote and desolate Lu Island.

If he could obtain this lost martial arts, perhaps Dajue Temple would be able to agree to his request to enter the temple to practice, live a stable life in the temple, and devote himself to studying martial arts.

Now Thirteen has become a treasure house in everyone's eyes. It is a secret that no one knows when he says casually, and a move that is unique to the world.

How big is this treasure house? You still need to explore it yourself. It seems to be happy and willing to get people's needs and desires.

...

While speaking, everyone had already walked to the end of the corridor, and a tall rose-red door stood there. There were also a row of golden willow nails on the door. You can guess that these willow nails should be pure gold, not copper-plated. Moreover, the door panel was filled with silver ink, but it was not a common font used today, and I don’t know what it was written on it.

The money saved by the hard work and simplicity of the Ling family on the first floor is probably spent on the upstairs? No wonder I can’t even bear to light a few more lights below.

Thirteen walked the fastest, and when he arrived at the gate, he stretched out his palm to the statue on the door knocker, and said with his back: "Young men, are you ready to start a new adventure?"

An inexplicable sentence made several young people suddenly feel unreasonable nervousness, as if Thirteen had already discovered something dangerous, so let them prepare in advance.

Thirteen didn't wait for their answer and slowly pushed open the rose-red door. I don't know if it was because the door was too heavy or to create some atmosphere, Thirteen's movement of pushing the door seemed to be very hard, but the door opened very slowly.

Just when the door was pushed open, Shisan put the joint on the crack as big as a palm, and then looked at it with a thrill. He immediately pulled over and grabbed the door knocker and pulled it back and closed the door again. Then he turned around and leaned against the door, constantly scanning the young people with a serious expression.

Huang Guiyun looked at Thirteen's actions and asked quickly: "Is there anything behind the door...?"

Thirteen pursed his lips, and was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "It's a little... um... something... um... that... um... how old are you guys this year?"

This question caused the young people surrounding him to have questions. Why did they suddenly start discussing age? They turned this tense moment into a matchmaker?

Huang Guiyun said: "Uncle Thirteen, what are you doing when you ask about age?"

"Just say it, just say it, and stop talking. Hurry up, everyone talks about how old you are."

Although everyone was puzzled, they saw that Thirteen rarely looked so serious, and talking about age was not a big deal, so they said it one by one.

Wanli is broad-minded. Zhou Tianyu, Lin Dafeng and others are all great young people in their twenties. Huang Guiyun seems to be eighteen or nineteen years old, but only sixteen years old. Unexpectedly, Chen Tingting is actually seventeen years old!

After learning about this, Thirteen twisted his eyebrows and tilted his face, "No, you are already seventeen? Lin thought you were only fifteen."

The seventeenth girl is in her jasper, as if she is blooming in flowers, her delicate and charming look. Although Chen Tingting is indeed young and lively, from her figure and appearance, she looks like she is only fourteen or five years old, like a delicate flower bud that has not yet bloomed...

"Isn't it possible? They were born at the end of the year and became two years old within a few days. If you have to count it, they said it's okay to be fifteen years old. Do you have any objections?" Chen Tingting put her waist on her face and her little face was bulging. It seems that she has been questioned about her age many times on weekdays.

Thirteen didn't plan to care about the relationship between age and appearance with Chen Tingting, and spread his hands and said, "Okay, since you are only fifteen years old, wait and see more of the ceiling and less of the sight."

After saying that, Thirteen said nothing more and turned around and pushed it. This time, the two thick doors were in his hand like a book, and they quietly opened to both sides to welcome the people who were preparing to read the secrets inside.

After the door was opened, it was not as magnificent as expected, but also as the lights were sparse and dim. As the door opened opened, the gauze hanging behind the door rose in the wind, revealing the scene inside.

Only then did everyone understand why Thirteen asked about their age...

Huang Guiyun's pupils shrank suddenly: "This...this..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!