So what! Are you going to kill me?

Chapter 120 First Meeting with Ling Yin

Jin Cancan curled her lips and smiled: "No delay."

Several people looked at her, not quite understanding what she meant.

In the breeze, she propped up her chin, her soul-stirring black pupils emitting a fascinating brilliance: "I said, there will be no delay."

"Even if my training direction is not auxiliary, it will not prevent me from protecting you."

"Kill all the enemies that can pose a threat to you, and there will naturally be no danger."

Several people were startled, and then they all laughed out loud.

This is exactly what Jin Cancan would say.

However, they somehow felt that she could really do it.

"We want to take you to meet Ling Yin." Yan Qiyun said, "He has fought alongside us for many years and has a tacit understanding with us. You can listen to his ideas about the game."

In addition, they hope that Ling Yin can completely calm down after seeing Jin Cancan and obediently accept treatment.

Jin Cancan had wanted to meet Ling Yin for a long time. She nodded slightly: "Taking me to see him, will it really not affect him?"

Lin Yanqiu was startled, then understood what she meant: "Are you afraid that if we take you to see Ling Yin, it will make him even more disappointed and sad?"

"He won't, you can rest assured."

Jiang Chao coughed a few times, his voice was a little hoarse, but he was very sure: "Senior Brother Ling Yin's greatest wish is to make the Tianping Sword Sect the number one sect in the world. He will not feel resentful for this, he will only feel happy to see you."

Yan Qiyun's eyes drifted off into the distance, and it was unknown what he was thinking about. His voice was somewhat ethereal: "He wanted to fulfill the wish of his master, so he risked his own future and managed to secure the ranking for the sect."

"Anything that is beneficial to the development of the sect will make him happy."

Sun Nongqiao patted Jin Cancan's shoulder and stood up first: "Don't worry, Ling Yin is a very good person."

Upon hearing this, Jin Cancan said no more and followed them to the place where Ling Yin was recuperating - the bamboo sea on the seventh peak.

She lowered her eyes and thought. Ling Yin received unanimous praise. Not only did these disciples speak highly of him, but from the elders to the inner and outer disciples, there was not a single person who did not feel sorry for Ling Yin.

Judging from the feedback so far, it seems unlikely that the numerous plots and exclusions she has experienced were caused by him.

Jin Cancan rarely doubts her intuition. Even though Ling Yin's reputation is impeccable, she still does not overturn her guess.

When she was at the inner gate, Meng Ting's reminder was still ringing in her ears. What did she say at that time?

she says--

"If I were Senior Brother Ling Yin, I would definitely feel extremely uncomfortable. He gave everything for the sect, and now it's only been a short while, and almost everyone has forgotten him."

There are two contradictions in one sentence. According to other people's evaluation of Ling Yin, he would not feel bad because I replaced him, and everyone still remembers his good points, so how can he be forgotten?

I believe all the mysteries can be solved after meeting Ling Yin.

The bamboo sea on the seventh peak seems like another otherworldly world.

The bamboo sea behind the mountain is vast and boundless. At first glance, the emerald green bamboo is like a clear green sea, layer upon layer, stretching endlessly.

Each bamboo stands tall and straight, towering into the clouds. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the layers of bamboo leaves, forming golden beams of light. In the sunlight, the bamboo leaves sparkle with crystal light, as if a handful of gold was scattered on the path deep in the clouds.

When they got a little closer, they could hear the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo leaves, and occasionally the clear chirping of birds in the distance. When they passed by, a few birds flew up from the bamboo forest, flapping their wings, making a flapping sound, and disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest.

There is a fresh scent in the air, which is a mixture of the fragrance of bamboo and soil, and a slight hint of moisture.

There are many clear streams in the bamboo sea, filled with water vapor. The mist is like a veil, covering the wooden house not far away.

"It's just in front." Jiang Chao said.

Jin Cancan has already sensed a stable flow of energy here, which should be emitted by the formation used to heal Ling Yin.

She looked up and saw the wooden house where Ling Yin lived. The house was built of warm green wood, which has the effect of calming the mind and spirit. The roof was covered with green tiles. There was a small courtyard in front of the house with a few bamboo tables and chairs. There were a few pots of wild flowers in the corner. The wild flowers were unknown, but they were bright and were the only bright color in the whole courtyard.

"Hmm? Ling Yin seems not to be here." Lin Yanqiu was a little confused when he saw the door was open.

Sun Nongqiao pushed open the small fence door in the courtyard and looked around: "He is definitely not here. He should be back soon."

Ling Yin did not like to communicate with others and only liked to be alone. Even though it was inconvenient to recuperate from his injuries, he insisted on taking care of himself. The elders could not persuade him, and seeing that he could indeed take care of himself, they let him be and only sent someone to check on him every few days and bring him some necessary medicine and necessities.

He's not here now, probably because he's gone to fetch water or chop wood.

The door of the room was open, and looking inside was golden. The interior was very simply decorated. A wooden bed was placed in a corner of the room, covered with soft bedding. There was a small table beside the bed, on which were pills and water. There was a bookshelf on the other side of the room, filled with various books on formations. The window was also half open, propped up by half a bamboo.

There is almost no trace of life.

"You are here."

A clear voice was heard, and a very thin young man appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Jin Cancan looked at him. The young man was very thin and emaciated, with an unhealthy pale complexion. It was as if he was wearing a lifeless mask on his face, without a trace of life.

Although both are patients, Ling Yin and Jiang Chao are very different.

Although Jiang Chao is suffering from a chronic illness, he is still full of vitality and one can still see the high spirits of a young genius in him, but Ling Yin is like a dying old man, calm, without any expectations, with empty and indifferent eyes.

None of them said a word, and they just stared at him as if their throats were blocked.

It was Ling Yin who spoke first: "What? Don't you recognize me?"

Sun Nongqiao looked at him with a complicated expression: "You seem to have lost weight again."

Ling Yin closed the small fence door, brushed away the bamboo leaves that had fallen on his shoulders, and said in a flat voice: "Really? I don't think so."

Jiang Chao suppressed the sadness in his heart, forced a smile, took Jin Cancan's wrist, and brought her to Ling Yin: "Brother Ling Yin, let me introduce her to you. Her name is Jin Cancan, and she is a new disciple this year."

"She is very powerful. She has been promoted to a direct disciple within less than half a year of joining the sect. Like you, she is a formation cultivator."

Hearing this, Ling Yin's eyes fell on Jin Cancan, and then he smiled a little: "Really? That's good."

"Tell me more about it. I really want to hear it."