"It's the same whether he comes back or not." Yu Yijin said, with his expressionless face.

Lin Zhuojiu was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously, "Why are they all the same?"

Although he didn't know Yu Yijin, he had just heard from the sect's teacher talk about this person's cultivation level, he was very familiar with Mao Qi's class. Mao Qi's class and him started almost at the same time and practiced together in the Bashan Sword Field for several years.

The Mao Qi Layer is said to be an orphan picked up by Yu Yijin. It comes from a town that was hit by the plague. Only a few people survived in that town, and the Mao Qi Layer is one of them.

Anyway, based on Lin Zhuojiu's understanding of Mao Qi's level, Mao Qi's level may not be as high as his. Similarly, some sword techniques may be understood more slowly than him, but Mao Qi's level also has many things that he cannot reach. For example, Mao Qi's level's physical strength and endurance are very different from ordinary people, which allows Mao Qi's level to use some very unique sword moves, and Mao Qi can fight for a long time.

The most important thing is that perhaps it is the relationship that eventually survives in the city full of death. Mao Qi Layer is not the kind of indifference that many people imagine to be indifferent to death. He can ignore death and use extremely cold sword techniques. Instead, he cherishes his life extremely. When encountering a real crisis, he will burst out with unpredictable potential.

Lin Zhuojiu himself felt that if he was just a sword-making competition within the sect, he might be able to win the seventh floor of Mao, but if he was really like the horse thieves in Yunmeng Mountain, he could fight all kinds of means through life and death, and he might not be himself who survived in the end.

"I have always been teaching him. Even if he comes back, he will not be a disciple of Gu Liren, and he may only be my disciple." At the moment when he was a little confused, Yu Yijin glanced at him and said.

It's not just him now, but even Ye Xinhe and Yan Xinlan were stunned.

The long street covered by night has completely calmed down.

A few of them stood together, while the rest looked at them from a distance.

These people are like standing in an independent small world.

A gust of night wind blew, and Lin Zhuojiu came to his senses. For some reason, he felt a little chilled inexplicably.

He understood that he had understood the wrong meaning of Yu Yijin from the beginning.

“There will be troublesome.”

Yu Yijin was not shy about talking to them before, but when he raised his head, he looked at the Bashan Sword Field, which was close to him, but he lowered his voice, with a hint of gloom, "Gu Liren should be the most free and unruly practitioner I have ever seen in my life. His world has no rules, obeys the will, but rules and traditions, which are very important to many people."

Lin Zhuojiu frowned deeply, and he also whispered: "Master Yu, what do you mean is that this trouble is not that the tree attracts wind, not that it is outside the sword field, but that it is within the sword field?"

"I hope I'm overthinking."

Yu Yijin's face was also very gloomy, and he had some unknown premonition in his heart. This was similar to when he happened to pass by that town and the outbreak broke out.

"Although Bashan Sword Field had taken disciples every year, they did not say who was his disciple. For example, Qi Zhun did not say that you were his disciples and others could not teach them. For example, although I have been teaching Mao Qi Layer, I did not say that Mao Qi Layer is my disciple, not someone else's disciple."

"At least, in the eyes of most people, today's Bashan Sword Field is not famous, but in fact, a very strong sword master is because the disciples who entered the Bashan Sword Field have seen a lot and seen many swords. Many people teach one person at the same time, and they can also have different understandings from what he learned and used."

"The Bashan Sword Field is different from other practice areas and sects, and this is the biggest difference from other practice areas."

Yu Yijin continued slowly, "However, from now on, Gu Liren will change."

Yan Xinlan has never said much.

She always held a very indifferent attitude towards many things in the sect. After listening to such words, she couldn't help but say, "It's his business for Uncle Gu to do whatever he wants, and the rest of the people will do whatever they want, and it's better to be the same as before. Uncle Gu is also a kind of person who doesn't see the head and the tail, and he won't interfere with the rest of the people."

"This is just your thoughts. Who knows what others think, and who must understand Gu Liren's thoughts?" Yu Yijin said with a slight mocking.

His face and outfit originally gave people a feeling of not being close to each other, but at this time he was sarcastic, he seemed even colder.

Lin Zhuojiu thought for a while, looked at Yu Yijin and asked sincerely: "I at least know that Uncle Qi has no special thoughts. Instead, he hopes that I can learn swords with Uncle Gu. I wonder if you agree or object to Uncle Gu?"

"I naturally feel that there is no problem for someone to become my only personal disciple. For example, I have been teaching Mao Qi Layer. Lin Zisan will be my only personal disciple in the future." Yu Yijin said lightly, "But as for the others, I don't know whether to agree or object."

Yan Xinlan frowned deeply.

For her, she was a member of the same sect, so why did she have so many opinions? She just accepted disciples. She would accept whatever she wanted, so why should she think so complicated?

If Yu Yijin hadn't said this, she wouldn't have thought of these things at all.

However, she was able to understand the truth of Yu Yijin's statement and his concerns.

Everyone has a very different idea. Some people may live in Bashan Sword Field to make peace, and even Yu Zuochi may not agree with the Jinghu Sword Meeting.

Many people may not want the Bashan Sword Field to appear as dazzlingly in the world of practitioners.

"If even such a few different opinions cannot be accommodated and cannot be easily resolved, then such a sect has no meaning." She looked at Yu Yijin and said slowly: "If there must be many fierce disputes, then someone would have to stand up and suppress many different opinions. At least in my opinion, few people in the Bashan Sword Field do not like the strength of the Bashan Sword Field. If Uncle Gu and Master Yu can make the Bashan Sword Field stronger than ever before and make us stronger, then we must think this is the correct opinion."

Yu Yijin didn't care what Yan Xinlan was saying at all. He just felt that Yan Xinlan was very angry. He couldn't help but want to scold Yan Xinlan, but looked at Yan Xinlan and looked at the firm and quiet look in her eyes. He thought that this inconspicuous girl should actually be one of the most outstanding disciples in the Bashan Sword Field in the past 20 or 30 years. He changed his mind and shook his head indifferently, saying, "This is just your idea."

"This is just a trivial matter after all."

Lin Zhuojiu frowned deeply, and at this moment he couldn't help but say softly.

But his words did not arouse anyone's response, neither Ye Xinhe nor Yan Xinlan responded.

In fact, even he himself was silent the next moment.

He himself knew that this was no trivial matter.

Because it was precisely because the atmosphere became very serious and even a little nervous, he couldn't help saying this.

At this time, the people in Bashan Sword Field formed a small circle. The atmosphere was tense and serious, and the voice was extremely low. Those who watched the fun outside didn't know what was going on. However, Lin Zisan, who was in this circle, heard it clearly.

He was a little cramped and uneasy, not knowing what he should do or say at this time.

"Are you afraid?"

Yu Yijin suddenly turned his head and looked at him and asked.

Lin Zisan was stunned.

He thought about it and nodded.

The closer he got to the Bashan Sword Field, the more he felt that the Bashan Sword Field was secret and powerful, but not as simple as he thought. Who would have thought that he would encounter disputes as soon as he got started? What's more, the disputes between those powerful teachers?

In fact, Yu Yijin alone made him a little scared. Yu Yijin's appearance was not easy to get close to, and most of the time he seemed extremely strict.

"Then would you like to learn swords with me?"

Yu Yijin looked at him and asked, "I know you are here, naturally because you want to become a disciple of Gu Liren."

"I was too arrogant before, and when I got here I knew I was nothing."

Lin Zisan lowered his head in shame and said, "Of course I will no longer expect to be a disciple of Gu Liren."

Yu Yijin felt that he was a little verbose and raised his eyebrows with a little displeasure, "I mean you want to?"

"I am willing, but I shouldn't let me do something that is unreasonable?" Lin Zisan didn't dare to look at Yu Yijin's eyes and hesitated with some anxiety.

Yu Yijin sneered: "Bashan Sword Field is not an evil way."
Chapter completed!