Today is definitely the darkest day in Lin Feng's career as a true disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
He has been a member of the sect for eight years. He is the third-generation true disciple of his master, Yu Jianfeng Elder Ma Feng. He is extremely talented. He entered the sect at the age of fourteen and successfully broke through the Yinxu realm at the age of twenty-two. Last year, he was in the sect. Jiyin Cliff was so brilliant when it broke through. Even the most beloved young disciple of Yi Man died because of the battle that year, and the master Bo Liu Qingfeng, who was depressed all day long, also patted him on the shoulder.
Since then, he has been the second-ranking disciple of the Discipline Hall. He occasionally visits the sect and can even see the cold-tempered Senior Sister Jiang Yuwei, the most beautiful woman in Baimiao Peak who sneaked into the evil sect during the war.
Also, that senior sister Zhao Yizhu, whose beauty was unreal and astonishing, but who was hungry and unhappy.
Also, there are more than a dozen senior brothers in the sect who were extremely talented and beautiful back then, as well as the monsters who entered the sect in the past ten years.
These years are peaceful and my practice is bright!
To this day, he has been distracted by the task of welcoming new disciples, and even delayed the Tiangu Ceremony for this reason. The masters of the eighteen sects there are in rare harmony. It can be said that the masters of the older generation are leaping like dragons and tigers, and the talents of the younger generation are everywhere.
But what the hell is going on now?
Who is next to you?
He looks several years younger than himself, why does he feel like he is facing an old monster? Can't even bring up any martial arts skills?
What is this doing? Have you infiltrated the masters of Tian Xie and Gui Qing? Did we bring it in?
The two senior sisters and brothers from other peaks next to them obviously had the same mood, with expressions of aggrieved panic.
Ahead is Tianmen Mountain, where the inner disciples are located. The fifty-six new disciples who have just entered, including two disciples with true inheritance qualifications, have already been sent to the "main sect hall".
Lin Feng's eyes suddenly brightened a little. There were several true disciples there, especially that guy Xie Lingwu. That boy entered the sect later than himself, but now he is in the Yinxu third level sea realm. He is only twenty-one years old. It is said that , there is already one percent shadow of the young disciple who died in the battle!
That guy is a monster and has extremely strong combat power. He must be able to stop this weirdo.
Thinking of this, he winked at the other two senior fellow apprentices.
The two of them exchanged glances to show their understanding.
Then,
Just listen to the "weirdo" say: "The eyes are too fair. Do you want to take me to Tianmen Mountain, where are the experts waiting for me?"
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Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, inexplicably falling into deep self-doubt. Did I just accidentally say what was in my heart?
The other two were stunned.
After a while, Lin Feng took a deep breath and said: "If you want to go deep into the sect, you must pass through the Tianmen Mountain main sect hall."
"Go!" Xin Zhuo's tone was extremely relaxed. He was not in a hurry to go back to the sect. He needed to think about some drafts and explain why he was not dead?
It's the funniest thing in the world to explain why you're not dead.
Lin Feng and the other three stopped talking. They were hugged by Xin Zhuo's arms and headed straight to Tianmen Mountain like three good babies.
A moment later, we arrived at the Tianmen Mountain Inner Disciple Disciple Transfer Resource Center, which was filled with warehouse-like buildings. As we looked around, we saw that it was densely packed with people, and it was even more prosperous than before.
Sure enough, the most indispensable thing in this world is people.
However, almost all the inner disciples, whether they were escorting spiritual herbs, transferring materials, or making overall calculations, all looked over in surprise.
When... will those high-ranking true disciples be able to go hand in hand and have such a good relationship?
After finally reaching the main sect hall, in the courtyard, the fifty-eight new disciples who had entered before were lined up in several rows, waiting silently. The eighteen inner disciples in front of them were in charge, and they handed out disciples' robes, identity badges, and arrangements with skillful movements. Accommodation and tasks, etc.
Even the princes Ling Tianjun and Yu'er, who are qualified to be among the true successors, are no exception. Since the Tiangu Conference is still in progress, no elders in the sect have time to recruit disciples.
When Xin Zhuo arrived here, he let go of Lin Feng and the others, and looked at some old hibiscus trees in the corner.
Ten years ago, he had done one of the four major tasks there to select the successor to the head of the family, the Dzi Abacus, and the consolidation of corruption in Tianmen Mountain.
He was in a daze in silence, and a group of new disciples had already discovered him. Na Yu'er's eyes brightened slightly, and he swallowed his words again. He didn't know who this person who looked to be a few years older than himself was, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Ask questions.
Prince Ling Tianjun, on the other hand, had no scruples. He pointed his finger over and said with a sneer: "I've seen that man before. He seems to have joined us. Why doesn't he join the team and wait?"
As soon as these words came out, the eighteen inner sect chiefs subconsciously looked at Lin Feng and the others with doubts. They clearly saw that this unfamiliar boy came in arm-in-arm with Lin Feng and the others.
Lin Feng's expression moved slightly, and he immediately opened the distance between him and Xin Zhuo, and shouted in the hall: "Thank you, junior brother, if you haven't come out yet, when will you wait?"
"What's the matter?"
A cold voice came from the main hall, and then a figure with a very sinister air flashed outside the door. He was a handsome young man with a tall figure and sharp eyebrows, but his expression was half cold and half arrogant. There is a seven-star sword hanging on the waist, which is bright and dazzling.
"Thank you, Uncle Master!"
The eighteen inner sect leaders immediately turned around and saluted, and then winked at the group of new disciples behind them.
A group of new disciples were a little confused, but they obviously found this man extraordinary and immediately followed him and saluted: "Thank you, Master!"
Xie Lingwu nodded lightly, put his hands behind his back, and smiled lightly. When he looked at Xin Zhuo again, his eyes were slightly cold. He didn't need Lin Feng and the others to remind him again. He had already discovered that this person was unusual. , said calmly: "This..."
Before he finished speaking, his body went limp and he lay on the ground, unable to move. Then he felt his back sinking, and the man was already sitting on his back.
"You're not old, why are you pretending to be cool? Your rank is not good enough and your talent is average. The sect is really recruiting more and more disciples!"
Xin Zhuo felt inspired and used Xie Lingwu as a stool. He continued to look at the hibiscus trees. He had not yet finished his draft.
I'm not dead, but I'm living with a witch? Obviously not.
I met an old man with a white beard? Too pulled!
To tell the truth, I went to Kuling River? I met four immortals and a group of immortal cultivators. Does anyone believe it? After all, it is said that the top master of the eighteen sects is only the weakest among the five degenerates of heaven and man!
"Well……"
Xie Lingwu was lying on the ground, with his black hair hanging down. He was a little confused for a moment, and then he became angry with embarrassment. His handsome face turned red, and he tried his best to break free, but he couldn't. His face turned pale, and he looked up at Lin Feng blankly. Three people: "You three bastards, you used me as a gunman to trick me like this?"
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Lin Feng and the others were even more puzzled. Xie Lingwu was so talented and famous, and even had the late First Young Master, and was so resourceful, why...
A group of cute young boys and girls were even more confused with their eyes widened.
Ling Tianjun's expression changed again and again, and he quietly stepped back.
Yu'er's eyes brightened even more.
Xie Lingwu struggled again and simply gave up. He gritted his teeth and said angrily to Lin Feng and the others: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go to the Xuantian Hall and ask for help!"
The prince Ling Tianjun also held on to his courage and said: "That's right! Go and invite the masters of the sect. How can I, the Xuantian Sword Sect, allow others to bully me?"
Only then did Lin Feng and the others react, and they tried to run away, but as soon as they turned around, they were crushed to the ground by three yin-yang Tai Chi forces.
"this……"
The entire compound was deathly quiet.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in the distance, surrounded by Yinji Qi. It was a true disciple of the Yinxu Triple Sea. He glanced around and asked, "What happened?"
Lin Feng finally found his savior and shouted loudly: "Master Nephew Sun, an evil person has invaded, please call for help quickly!"
The visitor glanced around again and finally saw Xin Zhuo sitting on Xie Lingwu in the blind spot. He frowned in confusion at first, then his pupils dilated, and finally his face turned pale.
(End of chapter)
