Campus belle's cultivation master

Liao Zhihua, the leader of the ancient sword sect, was the second one who came to the scene. He was about 60 years old. He was a beginner of cultivation, and he was very popular when he walked.

He is closely followed by his son Liao Ping, who is also the most popular winner of the zongmen meeting.

"As far as I know, master Liao just entered Huajing last year." Qian Cang smiles a little, and his eyes are full of banter. "Today, I see that my bearing is very different from before."

Xu Shengquan grinned: "in the last zongmen meeting, their ancient sword gate was pressed down by zhenwuzong. This year, they finally have the strength to speak."

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes, glanced at the old man who stepped on the stand, and then moved away.

New to the world?

It seems to be similar to the realm of Tang Wenzhou. It's really out of the question

He was about to turn around when suddenly he heard another noise coming from below.

"Well?" Qian Cang clapped his hands and said with a smile, "zhenwuzong is here."

Wu Yanlin, the elder of zhenwuzong, was the first, followed by Wei Qing and Meng siyao, and dozens of other disciples.

Wu Yanlin, the natural master of Huajing, is a real strong man in the land list. He had a high reputation in the world of Xiuzhen. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he attracted all sides to hang their heads, and everyone was respectful.

If all these people look at Lin Yu with admiration for genius, they look up to Wu Yanlin out of reach!

Yang Yi got up in a hurry and arched her hand not far away: "elder Wu, you are all right."

Wu Yanlin is also a distant bow, it is back to the ceremony.

This wave did not stop, the sky suddenly came the sound of rolling thunderstorms.

All the people present stopped talking and looked up at the sky. They saw a little black dot, which was gradually clear from far to near.

"What's that?"

"It's like... A person!"

The crowd is boiling!

Coming from the sky, as fast as thunder, what a magic power is it?

"Ha ha ha! I'm a little late! "

With Qinglang laughing down, an old man in coarse cloth clothes has appeared in the public field of vision, falling steadily on the stand.

The old man has thick white hair, but his cheeks are ruddy, and his skin is as delicate as a child. It's really a child's face!

Master of longyi sect, Tan Jiandong! Ranked 32 in the list, the real top power!

No matter on the grandstand or around the school yard, everyone leaned over to greet each other, and their eyes were full of excitement and respect.

Wu Yanlin was about to take a seat. Hearing the movement behind him, he stopped his figure and immediately said politely, "how is master tan?"

Although he and Tan Jiandong are both strong in the local rankings, they are still far behind each other in terms of 67 and 32.

Tan Jiandong hands wisp beard, slightly nodded: "thank you for thinking about, it's not bad."

After a few polite remarks, the great men sat down slowly.

For a moment, the four masters of heaven gathered together, and there was a huge heat wave.

People can't help but start to murmur.

"Even the master of the tan clan has arrived. Why hasn't Lin Zixuan even seen a shadow?"

"Ha ha, those who deceive the world and steal fame must not dare to come."

"It's true that the leader of the tan clan is the most powerful person in the world. When the boy surnamed Lin comes, he's looking for death..."

The Yang family in Xilu has some friendship with longyimen, so Yang Yi sits beside Tan Jiandong.

"Master tan." Yang Yi looked respectful, "in your opinion, does Lin Zixuan in Jiangnan really have the cultivation of Huajing?"

"I'm not sure, but he must have some ability to kill three of our disciples." Tan Jiandong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face passed a shadow. "His realm may be just entering the realm of enlightenment. As for the so-called young Heavenly Master, this is a rumor."

"This must be true. Even Ji's ancestors are so talented that they have to be thirty-five years old to enter the world. How can he be a Lin Zixuan? How dare you call yourself the young master of heaven? " Yang Yi a face disdain of smile, "just don't know, in the face of you under the war, Lin Zixuan really dare to fight?"

"Come or not, it's a disgrace. If you dare to offend our longyimen, there's no amnesty for killing it!" Tan Jiandong's eyes revealed a murderous opportunity, and immediately the conversation turned, "how's brother Yang recently?"

"Not good." Yang Yi sighed and shook her head. She couldn't help looking at the octagonal pavilion on the opposite top of the mountain. "If you can't find a good antidote, you're afraid of danger."

"Ha ha, I've heard a lot about that little guy these days." Tan Jiandong cold smile, "you know, there is more than one way to do things."

"Oh? What does Master Tan mean by that? "

"The boy is only 18 or 19 years old. Even if he can understand the world, how strong can he be?" Tan Jiandong tapped the armrest of the chair with his knuckles, and his words were full of profound meaning, "if you can get a life-saving Dan Fang, with the details of your Yang family in Xilu, why don't you worry about finding a alchemist?"

Yang Yi's eyes twinkled slightly: "what master Tan said is exactly what I thought."

Two people look at each other, tacit smile, but no longer say anything.

With the status of two people, some words can't be put on the table. Of course, it's not easy to say them directly.

On the other side of the grandstand, Wu Yanlin, the elder of zhenwuzong, sat calmly.

Wei Qing stood beside him, staring at the young figure in the octagonal pavilion above, and his eyes showed a sinister color.

His cheek muscles were tight, clenching his fists and shaking all over.

"Lin Yu! I will report the humiliation of kneeling on the street that day sooner or later! "

Wu Yanlin naturally noticed Wei Qing's abnormality. His face was as deep as water, but he didn't say anything.

Now he regrets that he failed to kill Lin Yu in Pinggu County that day, so he left this disaster.

Wei Qing's humiliation is small, so zhenwuzong's reputation is big.

Meng siyao's look was quite complicated. Lin Yu's amazing posture had left an indelible mark in her heart. On the one hand, she hated that guy's insolence and arrogance, on the other hand, she could not suppress her admiration.

Liao Zhihua, the owner of the ancient sword gate, whispered a few words to his son. Then Liao Ping jumped out of the stand and arched his hands in all directions.

"Liao Ping, ancient sword gate! Challenge zhenwuzong disciple Wei Qing! How dare you fight? " He raised his hand to the direction where zhenwuzong and others were sitting, "if you are afraid of death, you can also kneel down and beg for mercy!"

All of a sudden, the whole scene exploded, and everyone knew it.

At the last zongmen meeting, zhenwuzong swept through many sects, making gujianmen almost breathless.

Now Liao Zhihua, the leader of the sect, has entered the realm of enlightenment. He has already been listed as a teacher of heaven and is eager to establish his power in the realm of cultivation. This time, he is obviously looking for a place.

Wei Qing and Meng siyao of zhenwuzong are both gifted. Instead of looking for Meng siyao, Liao Ping named Zhan Weiqing. Obviously, he also heard about the recent scandal and intended to humiliate him.

Wei Qing naturally knew the other party's mind. He was so angry that his face turned blue and his teeth clucked.

"Too much! Too much! "

"Wei Qing!" Wu Yanlin stopped and said, "you are the first disciple of zhenwuzong. You are the pillar of the younger generation. The more you are like this, the more you should not lose your sense of propriety!"

Wei Qing's body was in a state of awe inspiring, and he quickly bowed: "yes."

"You go." Wu Yanlin said in a deep voice, "this is the magic barrier of your path of practice. If you can't get through it, you can't expect to go any further from now on..."