fairy jade dust

Crowds are like boiling water.Surging and churning.

The sound is like a wave, and one lang is higher than the other.The sound of sarcasm, jealousy, and abuse is endless.

Lin Mu stood in front of the main hall with an ancient expression on his face. Although he had completely lost his cultivation, his sense of hearing was still there, and it was extremely keen. He heard everyone's comments and abuse. Although he was slightly angry in his heart, his face It didn't show up at all.

People's hearts are unpredictable, they are all driven by interests, and very few people really care about him.

Before he was powerful, although he attracted countless praises, there were also many people who hated him; now that he is downcast and his cultivation base is lost, these people naturally seize the opportunity, spare no effort, make trouble, and do their best to ridicule them, they are simply unscrupulous and loud Shocking.

"He's a complete waste now!"

"Waste, it's completely waste!"

"The top ten sects are blind!"

The sound came and went, one after another.

"He should be disqualified from the competition!"

"It's really embarrassing for such a person to participate in the competition."

There was a wave of abuse, and the competition was forced to be interrupted, and those who tried to compete on the high platform had to die down.

Many cultivators in the spiritual silence period followed the crowd, shouting unscrupulously, with veins on their foreheads popping up, their faces distorted, and they looked extremely hideous.It seems that every time they swear more, they will be happier, and some people even enjoy it, enjoying the pleasure of throwing stones into trouble.

"The top ten sects are really blind!"

"The top ten sects are really blind!"

"The top ten sects are really blind!"

All of a sudden, the people below shouted this sentence without knowing who was taking the lead.

Three times in a row, in front of the Wushuang Great Hall, the faces of the top ten sect masters turned ashen for a while.

These spiritual solitary practitioners, relying on chaos, are really unscrupulous and dare to say anything.

Luo Yan stood behind Yin Xin, without any anger on his face, and remained calm.

He has already seen that many of the cultivators below are disciples of the top ten sects, who taunt and abuse, and are even the leaders of the top ten sects.

At the sword test meeting, Lin Mu beat the dust with his sword and smashed the golden core middle-stage cultivators, astonishing the sky world, which already attracted countless jealousy. Can bite the bullet and endure.Seizing the opportunity now and taking advantage of the chaos, these people will naturally not let it go easily.

Right and wrong are black and white, and anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly.

These crazy abusers are destined to fail to achieve great things.

Those few talented cultivators all stood in the corner without saying a word, like ordinary people.

In the midst of chaos, one can still calm one's heart, such a person is the most terrifying.

With a worried expression on his face, he glanced at Lin Mu, seeing that Lin Mu's expression was calm and seemed unaffected, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Not arrogant in victory, not discouraged in defeat, unmoved by wind and rain, standing firm like a mountain, is style.

But at this time, there was another wave of abuse from below.

"Trash shouldn't come to the competition!"

"Waste a top [-] spot for nothing!"

"What a pity!"

"He should get out of Wushuang Sword Gate!"

As soon as the scolding came out, people immediately followed suit.

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

The sound came and pointed at Lin Mu.

Sometimes, words are more lethal than sword moves.

Lin Mu was upset and irritable, and tried his best to calm his mind, but he still felt a burst of irritability and anger when he heard constant abuse.

The scolding buzzed in his ears, making him very irritable. He had a hunch that if this continued, he would explode sooner or later.

If his strength is still there, he will not care about these words at all.It is precisely because he has lost all his cultivation now that these abuses really hit his sore spot, like salt on a wound, dripping with blood.

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

The voices below were loud and unscrupulous.

The masters of the top ten sects looked ashen, and even Wushuang Daoist's face showed slight anger.

Yin Xin's expression remained calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

Such abuse from below, but no one came out to stop it, obviously someone took the opportunity to add insult to injury.

The faces of the top ten masters were livid, but none of them stood out.

Before, he occupied the three peaks by himself, which offended the other sects. Now that Lin Mu is down, they wish the abuse would be ten times more violent and hit Lin Mu hard.

But at this time.

Whoa!

A dazzling golden light flashed, and a golden flying sword flew out suddenly.

Cai Heng, the head of Wanjianzong, pointed his sword at the crowd, his face was cold, and he shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

The sword light was shining brightly, illuminating the entire Ridgeless Peak, and the Jindan late stage practitioners coerced and released them wantonly, and the cursing stopped abruptly.

The entire edgeless peak was suddenly silent, and a needle could be heard falling.

After one month of cultivation, with the help of the sect's secret medicine, Cai Heng has already recovered.At this moment, he stepped forward!

"It's up to you to judge how the top ten sects are." Cai Heng shouted coldly: "It's also not up to you to judge Lin Mu's strength. No matter what he is now, he defeated the golden core cultivator before, and he was the elder of Wan Jianzong. He The strength is obvious to all, I am convinced, I didn't say anything, where are you talking so much nonsense! Make noise!"

As soon as the word "noisy" was uttered, the crowd suddenly felt their ears vibrate, as if the earth was shaking, and they were dizzy.

No one dared to make loud noises or curse loudly.

But vaguely, there are still some whispers.

"Cai Heng is scared of being beaten!"

"Come and hug Yinxin's thigh from now on, it's really servile!"

"He was the first to speak for Lin Mu!"

The crowd whispered, Cai Heng naturally listened to it, but he didn't say anything, with a faint smile on his face, and returned to his original position.

Real Wushuang took a step forward at this time, and said with anger on his face: "You all saw Lin Mu's performance before, no matter what he is doing now, he has no regrets in being selected as one of the twenty seeded contestants! If you are not convinced , although you can beat him in the competition! The premise is that you must at least enter the top [-]! People who have not even entered the top [-] in strength are not qualified to speak of him! Shut your mouths!"

Even Daoist Wushuang appeared, and there was a sudden silence below.

Glancing at the audience, Daoist Wu Shuang snorted coldly, and all the cultivators were shocked and dared not speak again.

"Continue with the big competition!" Master Wushuang said coldly: "The top [-] will be selected today!"

Under the ruling of the golden core cultivator, the competition started again.

The sword light flickered, and the battle became more intense.

This is the last round of competition. The top 20 seats have already been determined in advance of [-] people. In today's round of competition, a total of [-] top experts in the Lingji period will be selected.

The sword light flashed, the blood burst out, the competition was in full swing, and it was extremely tragic.

So far in the competition, the strength of the cultivators is extremely close. Those who can reach this stage are mostly in the late stage of spiritual solitude, and some are already at the peak of spiritual solitude, and they are only one step away from the golden core.

The strength is almost the same, the competition is the quality of each person's flying sword, kendo attainments, and ruthlessness!

Only one step away from becoming the top [-], no one is willing to give up, they are all doing their best and playing all their cards.

Some cultivators even erupted with powerful sword skills. Although they were only forcibly displayed, compared with real sword skills, there is still a distance, but the power should not be underestimated, and it is extremely sharp!

Lin Mu lost his cultivation base, but his eyesight was still there. He was also deeply afraid of some sword repair strength, especially for him now, it was unmatched.

What shocked him even more was that on the ninth high platform, there were actually two people fighting sword skills!

Moreover, the sword skills used by these two people were not forced, they were all real sword skills, and they were extremely powerful!

Two real masters meet!

Many people couldn't help but be attracted by this competition.

At this moment, Master Wushuang waved his hand abruptly, and placed a green restraint to protect Yin Xin and Lin Mu in it.

Looking at Lin Mu, Master Wushuang said with concern: "Your injuries have healed, but why is your cultivation so strange that you lost all of it in one month?"

Lin Muzheng didn't know what to say, and secretly said: "I taught him a secret method of healing, which can quickly recover his injuries, but the price is extremely painful. When he recovers from his injuries, he will lose all his cultivation."

Daoist Wushuang nodded suddenly. The secret method is naturally a secret that cannot be passed on, so he couldn't ask in detail, so he hurriedly asked warmly: "I wonder if Lin Mu's cultivation can recover after he recovers from his injuries?"

"This is natural." Yin Xin said lightly: "He just lost his cultivation base, but his realm is still there. If he wants to recover, he will be able to return to the peak soon. Of course, it will take a long time."

"Then can it be recovered before the big competition starts?" Daoist Wushuang asked again with a relaxed expression.

"Aren't you joking." Yinxin smiled and said, "He can recover to the late stage of Qi refining, which is considered a rapid progress!"

Real Wushuang nodded: "If you say that, Lin Mu will definitely struggle in this big competition, and even the first one, he will lose!"

Hidden by the side, there was no words, a moment of silence.

Master Wushuang glanced at Lin Mu, then at Yin Xin, and said with a smile: "I bet you before, if Lin Mu wins the first place, I promise him two requests, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse. If he wins If you don't, you have to agree to my two requests. Given Lin Mu's current situation, I can't win by force, so what do you think if you cancel this bet?"

Yin Xin shook her head lightly: "Words spoken are like water poured out, how can you take them back. I am willing to admit defeat in this bet. No matter whether Lin Mu wins the first place, I will bet with you!"

Yin Xin glanced at Lin Mu, and said confidently: "In my opinion, there is nothing he can't do, as long as he is willing to do it! I believe in him!"

Lin Mu's whole body trembled when he heard the words. His heart, which had been scolded by thousands of people before, became icy, and suddenly became warm, warming to the bottom of his heart.

Master Wushuang obviously didn't like Lin Mu, so he smiled wryly: "If you insist on this, I can't object."

Nodding secretly: "No one can predict what the future will be. No matter what, we must not give up this last hope."

Master Wushuang's expression turned serious, and he nodded solemnly.

At this time, the competition on the ninth high platform has already decided the winner.

A blue-robed cultivator was kicked off the stage, covered with scars.A cultivator in purple, soaked in blood, stood proudly on the stage like a victorious general, feeling fascinated by the shouts of mountains and tsunami below.

Lin Mu glanced at the tens of thousands of cultivators in the audience, and secretly vowed in his heart: We must win the first place!