Soon, several people in the jade house each held a piece of cantaloupe and sat around Ye Qingluan.
Ye Qingluan held his chin and said with a smile: "Is it sweet?"
"It's okay, not as sweet as watermelon." Lin Xiaolu said while eating.
"Snapped!"
"Is it sweet now?"
Lin Xiaolu, with a slap mark on his face, nodded: "That's sweet."
Ye Qingluan smiled, looked at a few people and continued: "Isn't your master guarding the sect? I will tell you the matter personally."
She glanced at the people eating melons with a smile, and then said with a smile: "In this crusade against Tianzhu, the inner disciples themselves are just going to gain experience. The ones who really fight against Tianzhu are our sect leader, the elders of each lineage, and the true successors of the old sect. Disciple, so when the time comes, you should stay at the rear."
"ah?"
Lin Xiaolu, who was eating melon, was disappointed: "What's the point of staying in the rear? If I had known earlier, I might as well stay in Emei with Ahe and brag with the boss."
"Xiaolu, you are not allowed to talk to the leader like this." Li Miaoxin pulled him and explained:
"Ahe stayed in the sect to prevent any matters among the outer disciples of Zhaixing from needing to be dealt with with spiritual power. He did not stay there to play."
Ye Qingluan also nodded and smiled: "Miao Xin is right. After all, it is impossible for Ming Ru to handle all the trivial matters of the sect by himself. He is only responsible for looking after the house and fending off foreign enemies."
Seeing the two girls say this, Lin Xiaolu nodded helplessly, and then said with a curious look on his face:
"Master, if we don't join the war, what will we do after we get to the Sand Sea?" Lin Xiaolu asked.
"When the time comes, just listen to Yao Xi and Miao Xin's command." Ye Qingluan said with a smile: "At that time, the inner disciples from Emei, Longmen, and Shushan will stay together and cheer for us from a distance. Enough."
After saying that, she looked at Lin Xiaolu and emphasized: "Xiaolu, if you don't listen to Miaoxin, you know the consequences."
Lin Xiaolu shivered in fright and nodded.
At noon, the huge Jade Ruyi and eight flying magic weapons flew all the way and finally arrived on the vast sea of sand.
The Sand Sea is a vast and boundless desert. The climate here is hot and dry. The huge sun hangs high above, filled with dazzling golden light. It shines the sand in the desert into a golden color. Even the air is constantly trembling due to the high temperature. , and also made many Emei disciples feel novel when they saw the desert for the first time.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, this is the desert, it's so handsome."
"Wow, look over there, it's such a big cactus."
A group of inner disciples were so excited that they lay on the jade railing and pointed downwards and shouted excitedly, which made Lin Xiaolu roll his eyes.
They are really a bunch of guys who have never seen the world. Isn’t it just a desert? I crossed the desert with Wujuaning Shuaiya when I was thirteen years old, haha~
In the field, huge flying magic weapons began to land one after another. After landing smoothly, a group of Emei disciples jumped down one after another and assembled their teams according to their respective branches.
They will wait here for the disciples from Longmen and Shushan to arrive, and then they will go to Loulan deep in the desert together.
In the crowded and crowded queue, Xiao Yu'er, who had seen the desert for the first time, squatted on the ground and kept patting the hot sand heated by the sun. Lin Xiaolu, who was holding Handsome Duck, was looking around beside her.
He found that the senior brothers and sisters around him seemed to have seen the desert for the first time, but it seemed that their cultural level was not very high. Although they felt fresh, they could not say anything particularly literate, so Hu Lin The little deer had an idea and whispered an order to the handsome duck in his arms:
"Duck, duck, please teach me some pretentious words, the kind that describe the desert scenery, high-level words, I want to be pretentious."
The handsome duck rolled his eyes when he heard this, and then said a few words to him helplessly.
At this moment, several true disciples next to the Zhaixing lineage were gathering together, lamenting the desolation and strange beauty of the desert, saying something like: "It's so big", "It's so yellow", "It's so big and yellow". kind of discourse.
And just as they were getting excited with emotion, a slightly immature young man's voice suddenly sounded:
"Beyond the Great Wall, there is a solitary smoke, and the sun sets over the long river~What a desert~"
As soon as these words came out, a group of true disciples were startled at the same time, and then turned back in shock.
In the field, Lin Xiaolu put his hands behind his back, looking at the thousands of miles of yellow sand, admiring himself alone, showing his masterly appearance.
Even Li Miaoxin, Ah Yi and others were shocked by his words. Li Miaoxin looked at Li Yaoxi with joy:
"You see, Junior Brother Xiaolu is quite talented in literature. You can't write such a good poem without some ink in your stomach."
At this moment, the true disciples who heard Lin Xiaolu's poems were all curious, and a senior sister even asked him with surprise:
"Junior brother, was that poem written by you just now?"
Lin Xiaolutian nodded shamelessly.
"Wow~ Junior Brother is so talented in literature!"
In the field, the true disciples were all impressed by Lin Xiaolu's talent, and they praised him so much that they made the young man happy. But at this moment, a very spectacular scene suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance.
In the blue sky under the scorching sun, thousands of monks were seen cutting through the sky, coming with swords and gliding in the blue sky, leaving countless sword marks. The height of the swordsmanship was simply breathtaking!
"It's Taoist friends from Shushan who are here!"
In the sky, thousands of Shushan sword cultivators were walking with their swords, making dense sounds of breaking through the air. The entire team was like a beautiful meteor shower, emitting endless sword light under the scorching sun, and the people watching were dizzying, and this above The leader among the thousands of sword cultivators is none other than Situ Zhong, the headmaster of Shushan.
Like Emei, Shushan has obviously also dispatched true disciples from the old sect. At this moment, new generation inner sect disciples like Tan Songlei are flying behind the team.
Soon, the Shushan sword cultivators landed one by one, and the two sects met. The elders of both sides immediately started chatting enthusiastically with each other, and Lin Xiaolu also led his friends to surround Tan Songlei and Wenzhu who had just landed.
At this moment, Tan Songlei looked at the group of Emei heroes in front of him and said with some trembling:
"Deer, Brother Lu, what are you going to do?"
Lin Xiaolu crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes:
"Song Lei, we haven't seen each other for a long time in Huangtian Mirage. When we meet this time, are you not allowed to express your gratitude to my eldest brother?"
Tan Songlei was embarrassed when he heard this:
"Junior sister and I were in a hurry when we came out and forgot to bring something to honor Brother Lu. I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal." Lin Xiaolu nodded with a smile, then turned to look at the glutinous rice balls behind him:
"Tang Yuan, my gang leader will leave him to you."
Tangyuan's eyes lit up when he heard this:
"Okay Brother Lu!"
Tan Songlei:......
The young man looked at Tangyuan's cross-eyed eyes full of wisdom and was so frightened that he almost cried.
This guy in Huangtian Mirage is a ruthless person who can defeat two Japanese foundation builders with one man!
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At noon, in the endless desert
The true disciples of Shushan and Emei families stepped on the hot sand and communicated with each other in a lively manner. The elders and masters were also closely discussing the countermeasures for a while, so no one paid attention to Lin Xiaolu and the others. At this moment, the inner disciples of Emei and Shushan Disciples, just chat together and brag.
The situation of the inner disciples of Shushan is similar to that of Emei. They are also here to gain experience. In this kind of battle, it is not their turn to take part.
"Brother Hajime, are you really the same age as us?"
"Brother Tan, you're welcome. I'm sixteen this year."
"Hey, I thought I was already a genius in the field of sword cultivation, but I didn't expect that I met Brother Nianyun first, and now I meet you." Tan Songlei looked worried.
"Haha, Brother Tan is polite. In front of Senior Brother Xiaolu, we are all equal." Ah Yi said modestly.
Chen Nianyun on the side listened to the conversation between the two people and wanted to laugh.
In the field, Tan Songlei continued to ask curiously: "Brother A Yi's sword is so strong, is it true that he has never beaten Brother Lu?"
"Never fought."
Ah Yi didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said with a normal face: "I have now joined the Yi De Fu Ren Gang, and I regard Senior Brother Xiaolu as my eldest brother. There are many masters in our gang, and they are unpredictable. Those who are better than me are probably better. There is three."
"Three?"
Chen Nianyun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and looked at Ah Yi with some confusion:
"Apart from Xiao Lu and Xiao Yu'er, who else is better than you?"
Hearing this, Ah Yi raised his face, which was blindfolded by black cloth, and faced another glutinous rice dumpling selling pills to Shushan disciples:
"Senior Brother Tangyuan, if you were placed in our Great Wilderness Sword Ancient Sect, sooner or later you would become the Alchemy Emperor, Emperor Tang!"
