One hundred and twenty-two, inextricable

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Lin Yige did not expect that the Hehuan Sect would even invite monks from the Jiuzhou Newspaper Office.

The monk from Jiuzhou Newspaper Office looked very kind, and Lin Yige always felt as if he had seen him before.

He seemed to have just been promoted to Jindan, and his breath was still a little unstable.

After Master Qingming finished saying what he should say and placed the lottery head, he nodded to many monks as usual and then left Luanfeng Terrace.

At this point, in addition to the more than 90 guests invited by Hongli Hui on the Luanfeng stage, there were also more than 20 monks sent by the Hehuan Sect.

Lin Yige took a look and found that half of the more than 20 people sent by the Hehuan Sect were in the late Golden Core stage!

Is this to use the drunk monk as a tonic to help him break through his bottleneck?

Although the superior double cultivation technique practiced by the disciples of the Hehuan Sect is beneficial to both parties, it is the result of jointly guiding the flow of yin and yang energy while both parties are awake.

How can a monk who is so drunk after taking Taishang Hongli know how much benefit he has received?

However, Lin Yige didn't want to worry about anyone outside the Guiyi sect. Once she got over her drunkenness and gained her merits, she planned to grab the bottle of Yunshan Zhumi.

Although she could also accept her current qualifications of three spiritual roots, one in metal, water, and one in wood, she couldn't miss the opportunity to broaden her spiritual roots.

Before Lin Yige made a move, a female cultivator stood up among the Tianwuzong monks and walked directly in front of her.

"I am Shang Gengchen, the Tianwu Sect, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist Lin Xisheng of the Guiyi Sect for advice."

Everyone on the Luanfeng Stage focused on the stone desk of the Guiyi Sect.

Lin Yige frowned. Ju Mingyue hadn't woken up yet, and Jiang Yan was still blushing, not to mention Li Run and Xia Mingxuan, who were even lower in cultivation.

Wen Caiwei, who can cast the phantom sound technique, is sleeping soundly.

"It's not convenient for Lin to leave at the moment..."

Shang Gengchen sneered, and the blue-black birthmark on his face moved like a living creature, "In that case, I'll wait until it's convenient for fellow Taoist Lin."

After saying that, she stood aside, lowered her eyes, and looked at Jiang Yan calmly.

With Shang Gengchen acting like this, it would be hard for the other four members of the Tianwuzong to come forward to invite her for guidance and discussion.

Lin Yige vaguely felt that Shang Gengchen did this intentionally to help the Guiyi faction, but he didn't know what his intention was.

The Guiyi Sect fell into a deathly silence.

The Tianwuzong and the Guiyi faction were in a stalemate, and there was more than one person on Luanfengtai who was attracted to the Yunshan Zhumi.

Wu Zhongling from Tingfeng Pavilion did not know when he had returned to Luanfeng Terrace. His clothes were messy and his dark complexion could not hide the blush on his cheeks.

He stood up unsteadily, walked onto the ring, cupped his hands and said, "I'm listening to Feng Pavilion Wu Zhongling, can any fellow Taoist give me some advice?"

The dozens of Yunxiu Towers under the name of Tingfeng Pavilion not only operate auction houses and teleportation arrays, but also sell all kinds of magical elixirs, natural materials and earthly treasures, and exotic flowers and plants.

As a disciple of Tingfeng Pavilion, Wu Zhongling came forward to want the Yunshan Zhumi, but it made everyone more eager for the lottery.

A person suddenly stood up on the stone table on the right, it was Xue Ying of Wuyingmen.

She tore Sang Wanqing, who was holding her drunkenly and refused to let go, from her body, stuffed it into Shang Gengchen's arms, and then jumped onto the ring.

Before Shang Gengchen could push the female cultivator away from his arms, Sang Wanqing suddenly opened his eyes, "I've offended fellow Daoist Shang!"

With that said, Sang Wanqing rubbed her forehead and stepped aside. Her eyes were not very clear yet, and she had obviously just woken up from being drunk.

At this moment, on the Luanfeng stage, Xue Ying straightened her body, cupped her fists and said, "Xue Ying of Yangzhou Wuying Sect, please give me some advice from my martial arts friends!"

Wu Zhongling glanced sideways at Xue Ying and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Young women are vulnerable!"

After saying that, Wu Zhongling made a secret on his hand and summoned ten ice caltrops in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, the ice caltrops flew towards Xue Ying's vital parts!

Lin Yige was stunned when he saw this. In just two hours, Wu Zhongling was about to break through to the middle stage of the golden elixir!

If we say that when we first met, Wu Zhongling's cultivation was like a half-filled small water tank. Now the small water tank is overflowing, and it's time to replace it with a larger water tank.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yige remembered that after Wu Zhongling ate Taishang Hongli, he walked out of Luanfeng Terrace arm-in-arm with a male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect.

She suddenly realized that she had already practiced dual cultivation, right?

From this point of view, Jiang Yan's intuition seems to be right...

However, what Wu Zhongling did was within the rules of discussion and discussion at the Hongli Club.

In an instant, the two of them had passed several moves.

Xue Ying's casting speed was much slower than Wu Zhongling's. After being scratched on the face by the ice caltrop at the beginning, she took her usual Miao knife and danced her whole body to make it airtight.

In this way, he could barely block the ice caltrops that Wu Zhongling continuously summoned.

Continuing like this is not the answer after all.

Xue Ying's sword skills paused, and her figure became erratic, far and near, causing Wu Zhongling's ice caltrop to lose its target.

Wu Zhongling put away the ice caltrops and took out a long black iron and fine gold whip with cold light.

The fight was getting fierce on the ring, and Yu Mingyue suddenly opened her eyes.

When Lin Yige saw her waking up, she immediately pointed at Jiang Yan and the others, "Ming Yue, take good care of them. I will discuss with fellow Taoist Shang Gengchen."

Yu Mingyue heard this as soon as she woke up and did not respond immediately.

She picked her ears and suspected that she had heard wrongly.

In the arena after the rookie meeting, Uncle Lin used his late-stage foundation-building skills to beat to death the deacon elder at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage of their Tianwu Sect!

How dare Tianwuzong?

Shang Gengchen also saw it with his own eyes, how dare she?

Based on her trust in Master Lin's strong strength, Yu Mingyue agreed to the matter.

Lin Yige stood up and cupped his hands, "Fellow Taoist Shang, it's convenient for Lin. Please."

Shang Gengchen looked away from Jiang Yan's face, which looked exactly like Shang Xinsi, and glanced at the bamboo whip on Lin Yige's waist.

"I only have an ordinary black iron sword in my hand. Can you ask fellow Daoist Lin to use the black iron sword provided by Hehuan Sect instead?"

Lin Yige was startled, and first covered the Gengxin sword to prevent her from making a sound.

"Since fellow Taoist Shang has made such a request, I will naturally cooperate!"

Geng Xin immediately sent a message from his spiritual consciousness, and said fiercely: "Master, you can't have any other spiritual swords! You promised it!"

Lin Yige repeatedly promised her that she would only use the spirit sword temporarily and let Geng Xin dispose of the spirit sword afterwards.

After saying that, she stuffed an ingot of gold into the bamboo-shaped pendant of the Gengxin Sword.

Geng Xin got the guarantee and earned another ingot of gold for nothing, so he angrily stopped arguing.

On the ring, Wu Zhongling and Xue Ying were fighting inextricably.

The shadow of the whip is entangled with the shadow of the knife, and the sound of wind is mixed with the sound of swords clashing. I don't know when the winner will be determined.

But Wu Zhongling's cultivation level is higher, and he still has various methods that he has not used. Only his fighting skills are slightly inferior to Xue Ying of Wuyingmen.

It was only a matter of time before Xue Ying lost.

At this moment, Shang Gengchen took the lead and jumped onto the ring.

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