Chapter 415: The Unexpected (Monthly Pass 130+)

"Red dust refines the heart, and where there are people is the real way." Looking at the plants in the garden, Professor Lin suddenly had a feeling.

Lin Mumu hadn't come back for a few days, and was now busy watering her flowers and plants.

Suddenly hearing Professor Lin say this, she was also stunned for a moment.

Her master, in her eyes, is an ordinary person, an old god who likes to break his thoughts. But this old god stick is also really a great person, and he can trigger the transformation effect at any time.

For example, such a sentence full of truth made Lin Mumu also have some understanding.

After that, in the afternoon, Lin Mumu hummed a little song to pick up her flowers and plants, what skills Lin Mumu has, he has never hidden from others, except for Professor Lin, who raised her.

"After we left the Taoist temple, the teacher rarely helped you, will you feel sad?" Professor Lin suddenly spoke solemnly.

Lin Mumu is pruning the branches and leaves of two speckled bonsai pots, and then releasing her small buns to help catch insects.

Professor Lin said this, Lin Mumu turned his head suspiciously, and then responded informally:

"Master, if you find out in your conscience, invest tens of millions in me, and let me start a business and have a hobby."

"When did you get a smell of copper!" Professor Lin was not lightly angered by the woods.

"I'm not a monk, I'm just a layman." Lin Mumu didn't feel ashamed at all, and after answering a sentence, she was still humming a little song and busy with the things in her hands.

Professor Lin sat quietly cross-legged and closed his eyes, as if he felt that Lin Mumu's aura was much stronger than a month ago.

The chaotic environment of Yanjing City is not suitable for cultivators.

The breath of the forest trees is closely related to the mountains, rivers, trees, and forest plants, and the best place for her to cultivate should be the primeval forest.

Even if there is no primeval forest, they used to have a Taoist temple located in the deep mountains, full of mountains and wild forests, which should be more beneficial to her.

The level of urbanization in Yanjing is extremely high, and even if there is some artificial greening, the environment is much worse than their previous Taoist temple.

Professor Lin had been worried that Lin Mumu would not be able to adapt to the environment, but he didn't expect that people would be more adaptable than his old people, and his cultivation would also improve by leaps and bounds.

No wonder Lin Mumu is such a little girl who can break through the ** formation of Sakurajima Country, and can also discover the whereabouts of the ninja.

Originally, Professor Lin thought that this blow would hit Lin Mumu and let her know how high the sky was and how thick the ground was, and she would not dare to be arrogant in the future.

Anyway, Yun Ting has the potential of purple qi coming from the east, and with his protection, Lin Mumu may be injured, but he will definitely not die.

When you become a master, you have to let your apprentices go out to exercise. Professor Lin was already soft-hearted towards Lin Mumu, and found a big backer like Yunting for her.

Professor Lin never felt distressed about Lin Tianlang's experience, and never said: Life and death are fate, if you die, you are not capable and complain about others.

The environment here calms Professor Lin's mind and allows him to think about some questions.

His little apprentice seems to have grown faster than he expected, and he doesn't know whether it is a curse or a blessing.

Heaven and earth, although there is a way, but always changing.

Trees and trees are a big variable.

"Master, Crescent Chunlan." Lin Mumu placed a delicate large red pottery flower pot with glazed patterns in front of Professor Lin.

The height of the large flower pot has exceeded the knee of the wood, and the diameter is larger than the average household basin.

It's such a big pot, with only two fat leaves the size of bean seedlings, which really looks pitiful.