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Chapter 122 Elder Lianshan

In a hurry, the red-faced middle-aged man circulated his internal energy, and a red mist shield appeared in front of his chest, intending to withstand Zhong Lin's punch.

boom!
The loud noise shook the entire purple bamboo forest, and violent energy splashed in all directions.

The red-faced middle-aged man took this opportunity to take a deep breath, and suddenly a powerful aura like a raging fire burst out from him.

He just raised his palms, and the temperature around him seemed to rise slightly. Suddenly, he shouted, and like a meteor chasing the moon, he aimed at Zhong Lin and rushed over.

Wherever his feet stepped, it was like sparks, but the curling hot air suddenly formed a powerful heat wave, which rolled and danced in the air like a fire dragon exuding endless majesty.

Zhong Lin sneered in his heart, turned around, and suddenly took a strange step.

This step is not complicated, its only characteristic is that it is fast.

One step, two steps, three steps.

When he took the third step, he could not stop. His feet left countless afterimages in the bamboo forest, as if he had stepped through all the space in this area at the same time.

"Dragon Subduing Palm."

Zhong Lin slapped out with his palm, the energy in his dantian surged, and a dragon-shaped energy burst out from his palm.

hold head high!
The golden dragon-shaped shadow shuttled through layers of void and charged straight into the chest of the red-faced middle-aged man.

This set of palm techniques is somewhat similar to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the novels of the previous life, except that it does not have so many moves, only one move.

This is a top-three grade Qi-based martial art, a gift given to Zhong Lin by the Gu family of Linyue. He learned it without spending much effort.

Today is also the first time trying it.

Feeling this terrifying palm, the red-faced middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he looked panicked.

He didn't seem to make any movement, but instead retracted all his defenses, stood in place, and roared to the sky.

"Yin Daoyan, if you don't come out, I will really be beaten to death."

Just as he finished speaking, a red sword beam came rushing from a distance, hitting Zhong Lin's dragon-shaped energy and directly shattering it.

Yin Daoyan also came from afar with big strides, stepping on the bamboo leaves, feeling as if he was floating in the air.

"It's too late, too late, Lianshan, why are you in such a mess?"

"Yin Daoyan, you still remember to come out? Don't think I didn't know you were here a long time ago, just hiding in the dark to laugh at me."

The red-faced middle-aged man spoke to Yin Daoyan unhappily.

Zhong Lin also lowered himself and bowed, saying, "Master."

Yin Daoyan waved his hand at Zhong Lin and continued to tease the red-faced middle-aged man, "Who knew you couldn't even beat my apprentice? You said we were both third-grade cultivators, so why is there such a huge gap? You're a veteran elder, thank goodness."

"Get lost."

Looking at the red-faced middle-aged man's deflated expression, Yin Daoyan laughed happily until his face became darker and darker, then Yin Daoyan stopped.

"Come, Zhong Lin, let me introduce you. This is Elder Lianshan from Fenghuo Peak, the master of the drunk kid when we went up the mountain before." Yin Daoyan explained with a smile.

Elder Lianshan also spoke up, "Zhong Lin, right? I don't have a voyeuristic habit. It's only because your master has written to me more than once to show off you that I came here to secretly observe you. You are indeed a young prodigy, living up to your reputation. You have already cultivated the third-grade internal energy at such a young age. It seems you can't accept your age!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Lin quickly bowed and said, "Zhong Lin greets Elder Lianshan. I apologize for any offense I have just caused. I beg for your forgiveness."

"It's okay, it's okay. I deserve it. If you want to blame someone, blame your unreliable master. You were clearly here a long time ago, but you deliberately hid to watch me make a fool of myself."

After saying this, he glared at Yin Daoyan fiercely. Yin Daoyan stroked his beard and smiled, not caring at all about Elder Lianshan's complaints.

"You didn't go through the main gate, but insisted on observing from the dark. You deserve to be beaten."

Yin Daoyan cursed with a smile and continued, "Zhong Lin, Elder Lianshan is not good at martial arts, but he is good at alchemy. No one in the entire Jianding Sect can match him in alchemy. Even I am slightly inferior to him. You should learn from him more often when you have the chance."

Elder Lianshan glared at him and shouted angrily, "What do you mean by 'slightly inferior to me'? You're just looking up to me, okay? How about a competition? Whoever loses is a grandson."

Zhong Lin: “…”

Zhong Lin now understands why Wang Kaiwen is so unruly in guarding the mountain and can get himself drunk. With such a master, the disciple's personality is probably not far away.

After some joking conversation, the three of them returned to the Purple Bamboo Forest courtyard. Senior Sister Gu and Mei Weixuan were also awakened by the noise and ran over.

Through Gu Yourong's introduction, Zhong Lin also had a preliminary understanding of Elder Lianshan.

Elder Lianshan is one of the nine elders of Jianding Sect, the master of Fenghuo Peak, a third-grade inner breath cultivator, and a fourth-grade alchemist.

The Qi training method he practiced was the "Fiery Sun Heart Sutra". This method was a fire-attributed Qi training method. The internal breath he cultivated carried a fiery sun energy, which greatly enhanced the alchemy.

This is also the reason why Jin's face is red, because of the martial arts.

Moreover, this technique is also unique in combat. The internal energy is extremely explosive and has natural attribute bonuses.

It’s just that Elder Lianshan is not good at martial arts and seldom takes action, which is why Zhong Lin was able to suppress him.

The commotion caused by Elder Lianshan also made everyone lose the desire to continue resting, so Yin Daoyan took Zhong Lin and Mei Weixuan to the main peak to meet the sect leader.

In the entire Jianding Sect, the main peak is undoubtedly the highest mountain. As they walked along, all the sect disciples greeted Yin Daoyan with respectful expressions, lowering their hands and bowing, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

A moment later, they arrived at a separate courtyard in the main peak.

As soon as I arrived outside the courtyard gate, I heard a strong voice coming from inside.

"Elder Yin, please come in."

Yin Daoyan pushed the door open without hesitation, followed closely by Zhong Lin and Mei Weixuan.

When I looked up, I saw a middle-aged man who was thin but as steady as a mountain.

The middle-aged man was wearing a blue brocade robe and a golden belt around his waist. His hair was as sharp as a knife, his eyes were as white as threads, and his posture was upright, like a long sword reaching into the sky. Just one look at him made Zhong Lin feel a stinging sensation in his eyes.

This shocked Zhong Lin greatly. Could this be the power that surpasses the first rank?

Just one look at it makes people feel so scared that they dare not take action.

Mei Weixuan, who was standing by, was even more miserable. His eyes were already red and tears were streaming down his face.

This is the current leader of Jianding Sect, Yu Jinglei.

"Meet the sect master."

Yin Daoyan saluted respectfully, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Zhong Lin and Mei Weixuan followed closely behind, with their heads lowered, not even daring to look.

"Elder Yin, no need to be so polite."

The clan leader's voice was extremely powerful and gentle, without any trace of the fear that the sword intent in him exuded.

(End of this chapter)